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A Night In 7th Heaven	By : Miyajima Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 967 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not profit from this story. It's written purely for enjoyment. All characters belong to Square from Final Fantasy 7

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By the time Rude had loaded his volatile partner into the taxi cab, the redhead's voice had gone hoarse from the incessant screaming of insults and curses. He yanked the the door closed and told the driver to take them home. The pair hadn't been living together for very long. It was the calamity of Midgar that forced a lot of Shinra employees to relocate. The two of them had to share an apartment on the outskirts of the city, closer to the Healen Lodge, the temporary center of the company.
It had made things easier for Rude when it came to ensuring his partner returned safely from drunken escapades.
The redhead slumped against a broad, strong shoulder and laid his head down, “I fuckin hate him Rude. I fuckin hate him so much.” He buried his face in the curve of his partner's neck, “You smell good, Rude. You always smell fuckin' expensive.”
The larger man chuckled slightly, “Thank you. My after shave costs me a fortune. I take it things with Valentine didn't go as planned, then?” Rude stretched his arm around the redhead, lightly stroking his fingers through the chaotic hair. He nonchalently checked his cell phone, texting as he listened to his partner's frustration.
“My dick hurts. It's gonna turn blue and fall off, I swear. It's not healthy.”
Rude snapped his cellphone shut and put it back into his pocket. “How drunk are you?”
Reno rolled his head onto the back of the seat and stared at his bald partner. He reached out to remove the dark sunglasses from the man's face, “What's that got to do with anything? Haven't you been listening to me? My cock is killing me ... I'm not so drunk. I'm speaking aren't I? If I was truly shitfaced I'd hump your leg and pass out.”
He put the shades on his own face and started looking around the cab, “Dude it gets fuckin dark with these things... especially when it's yanno...dark outside.” He stared out the cab window and caught a faint glimpse of his own reflection, “Hey Rude? How's my hair? Does it look all fucked up?”
He turned back to his partner, sunglasses on his face as he attempted to smooth his pony tail down the front of his chest.
Rude glanced over. Truthfully, at times it could be a challenge to tell the difference between when Reno was having a good hair day or a bad one. Unless the tips of his locks had been singed by fire or gnated with blood. Despite anything that happened to it though, Reno always looked messily sexy.
“Your hair hasn't moved since you got out of the bathroom this morning. It's still perfect.” Rude muttered the trained response, he raised a hand to take his glasses off of his partners face.
Reno backed his head away, “Don't you think I look good in them?” he grinned, sticking his tongue out playfully. “If you want'em, come take them, big guy.”
Rude shook his head, half-smirking. Instead of entertaining the silliness, he slid closer to the redhead, almost sandwiching him between his body and the car door. Then he shoved his hand down the front of Reno's pants. The belt buckle wasn't even done up, making it easy for him to grab hold of his partners aching hard-on through his underwear. As he started to stroke and tease the tortured cock, Reno threw his head back onto Rude's shoulder, rolling his lips close to that powerful neck. Strained groans escaped his throat as the redhead started biting the larger man's pierced earlobe.
Gently, Rude plucked his sunglasses off his partners face and returned them to their rightful spot. Reno didn't care. He didn't even look up. His hips were writhing under the large hand cupping and fondling his crotch, lips busy sharply biting whatever skin he found in front of them.
“You smell good, Rude.” he panted, “You always smell good.”
“I know,” the big man replied, taking a light handful of hair, he used his grip to tilt his partners head back to plant a firm kiss on his mouth. The redhead turned his face away slightly.
“You're gonna fuck me, right, Rude? “ Reno whispered, pelvis jerking in his pants. “Please say you're gonna fuck me. If you don't, I swear to god I'll go nuts and shoot out a goddam convenience store. You know I have it in me.”
“Yes, I'm going to fuck you senseless.” he replied, scooping the smaller man up again into a tight embrace to maul his lips.
“Hey Hey Hey! You can't do that in here! I'll let you guys out over there. ” the driver yelled over his shoulder.
Silently, Rude reached into his jacket and pulled out his gun, placing it to the back of the cab driver's head, “You don't mean that,” he stated calmly in low, raspy voice. “We're not far from our building. You're going to nicely let us out when we're home. Because none of us wants to ruin a perfectly nice evening. Right?” A click resonated through the small space as he release the safety.
The driver's face went pale. “Yes sir, yes that's no problem sir. Please don't hurt me, I didn-” his voice cut off as his eyeballs stared forward, glassy and stunned with fear.
Rude simply returned his gun to it's holster, “It's alright, man. We all make mistakes. Just keep driving, perhaps a little faster.”
Reno chuckled. Rude was always so calm and polite about threatening people's lives.
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From the lobby of their low-rise apartment building, all the way to the door of their unit, the two men quietly strolled, not really speaking. The contact came here and there from an arm slipping around one another's waists, or a hand resting on the back of the other's neck. Occasionally Reno stumbled, still feeling the effects of alcohol, and his strong partner helped him back up.
Rude always being the responsible one, had the key and unlocked the door, holding it open to allow his smaller partner to pass through.
Before he had turned back to face the interior of his home, Reno had one foot in the air, wrestling with the laces of his workboots, feverishly trying to get them off as fast as humanly possible. In his haste, he lost his footing and slammed to the ground on his back, with one leg still in the air attached to a tautly held shoe string.
“K, Rude, I may still be a little bit hosed. Some help here?”
Rude smirked at him, threw his suit jacket off and turned on a light. Though he was putting on a convincing facade, he wasn't as nonchalant as he let on. Reno was on the floor, lust written all over that pretty face, staring at him like some kind of feral animal. This was really going to happen. It was exciting as hell, but Rude needed to keep his head together for the time being if this scenario was going to work out the way he wanted.
The first step was to thoroughly wash the redhead down from head to toe. A little known fact to most everyone; Rude was a bit of a germophobe.
Crouching down, he untied Reno's boots one by one and slipped them off, dodging his partner's attempt to pull him down on top of him.
“What the hell?” the redhead complained, “You said you were gonna fuck me, let's get it on.” He reached up again, clawing at his partner's neck, wrestling the tie off.
Rude grabbed the slender wrists, and hoisted Reno up off the floor. Then, placing both arms under the redhead's butt, lifted him completely like an overgrown child.
“Rude, what the fuck are you doing? Are you carrying me to the bedroom? How romantic.” he jeered.
“I'm taking you to the bathroom, smartass. Where we'll both- especially you- have a shower,” the bald Turk teetered down the hallway carrying the smaller man like a sack of potatoes.
“ What are you implying?”
“ I'm not implying anything,” Rude set him down in front of the bathroom sink and reached into the stall to let the water run. “ I know you need one.”
Reno curled his lip in protest, lifting one brow in disbelief, “Are you saying I smell?”
“You always smell like booze and cigarettes,” Rude abruptly turned the redhead around, peeling his uniform off in the process. “...but I don't find that offensive. Just think about where you've been today. You stuck your arm down that weird, grimey pipe because you thought you saw a coin in it. You rummaged through that scary-ass dumpster. That not withstanding, you just spent quite some time rolling around a public washroom, most likely near a toilet doing nasty things with another man. You probably have a thin film of germs and spunk all over you, and god only knows where else your hands have been.”
Reno grinned and released his pony tail from the hair tie at the nape of his neck, “You're making me sound like a dirty whore”. He reached out and yanked the front of Rude's shirt open and discarded it, popping a few of the buttons off in the process. The man's naked chest was stunning. Powerfully built and half covered in tribal tattoos that were normally completely hidden by his uniform. Reno traced his fingers over the body art, his desire boiling in his pelvis. Having left his patience behind at the bar, he leaned in and licked a pierced nipple, gently tugging the stainless steel ring in his mouth.
Rude closed his eyes and sighed, unconsciously lifting his hand to hold the back of his partner's head. Reno was trying to tempt him into forgoing the shower. Not because he had anything against showering twice in one day, he was just incredibly horny and found it amusing to play with the large man's resolve. He smoothed his hands down Rude's defined chest and felt the incredibly chisled abs, running his fingers lower and lower until he reached the other man's belt buckle.
Quickly disposing of the cumbersome belt, the redhead looked up into hazel eyes with a sultry stare. “Damn, you're a sexy beast..” . He plunged his hand down the front of the black suit pants and wrapped it around his partners already erect length. The palm on the back of his head turned into a fist, grabbing a handful of geled hair as Rude took a few deep breaths in an attempt to keep himself in control.
“You're a big boy, partner, a very big boy.” Reno flashed a cheeky smirk as he started lightly stroking the other's man's hardened member up and down.
Rude paused to let the sensation course through him. His pelvis heated up as a surge of excitement pulsed through his groin. Wrapping both powerful arms around the smaller man, he kissed with an enthusiasm that nearly knocked Reno over. He'd been waiting to do this for far too long, enduring the redhead's merciless teasing. Story after uncensored story of sexual conquests, even watching him parade that hot little ass around in front of him on a daily basis had been torture.
Rude opened the shower stall door and shoved the smaller man in, following closely behind. He had pushed a little harder than he'd meant to, and Reno's back slammed against the interior wall. Steam rising, the water coursed down him, soaking his hair, flattening it out as it clung to his body. The roughness of the shove didn't bother him in the slightest. In fact, he seemed to like it, cocking an eyebrow as a leering smile spread across his face.
As soon as Rude stepped in and closed the door, Reno was on him in an instant, hands everywhere. He groped the broad chest and impatiently dropped his clutches down to squeeze the larger man's hard, smooth ass, jerking his hips forward until their erections slapped together..
“Fuck, you're so hot, Rude. Goddammit I want you.” he growled, eyes filled with lust.
His brawny partner had to close his eyes and once again, take a very long, deep breath. Anything to collect himself and resist the urge to slam the redhead against the wall and take him .Grabbing the slender man by the shoulders he forceably pivoted him around, so he was facing the opposite way. Then, pumping out a large amount of shower gel, lathered him up and down. After an intial clean sweep, he started caressing and feeling the slim, toned body, massaging pale nipples until he heard a moan that would make a lesser man cream his shorts. Reno looked skinny next to a guy of Rude's stature. He had the type of muscles that were formed from real life use as opposed to supplemented from lifting heavy weights. Tattoos and scars from his story of life painted the pale skin. It was almost cathartic to finally be able to run his hands all over his smaller partner's decorated body. He wrapped a strong arm around the slender waist and crushed his lips against the back of Reno's neck, pinning him in place. The redhead strained to turn, just enough to attack the larger man's lips. Water poured down their faces and hot steam fogged the glass door.
Frustrated by being trapped facing away from Rude, Reno placed both his hands flat on the shower wall, sticking his ass out high and spreading his legs as if he were assuming the position to be searched in a prison. “I want you so badly. Fuck me .” He bucked backwards, his buttocks slapping his partners pelvis. He felt the large, thick, hard- on of his partner in between his cheeks, slipping up the crack but not inside.
A part of Rude's brain died and leaked out his ear. Desire made his head swim as he stared down at that hot ass presented so brazenly in front of him. Reno sounded and acted like some kind of porn star, with absolutely no inhibitions- exactly as Rude had always fantasized. He would have taken Reno right there, but he knew he was, what some people had remarked, “blessed” in size by mother nature. It would hurt his enthusiastic partner immensely unless he was properly prepared for intercourse. Reaching up he grabbed the taps and stopped the flow of water.
“Shower's over.”
He slammed the stall door open, yanking his smaller partner in tow. Quickly towel drying their bodies, he pushed Reno down the hall and into his bedroom, giving him one strong, final shove that sent him face first onto bed.
The redhead got up on his hands and knees and glanced over a tattooed shoulder at the muscular man, almost purring in anticipation. Then he reached out around his partner's hips, scooping them close enough to lick and suck his cock.
How does a man retain any sense of self-restraint under this kind of dizzying assault? Rude had been over the scenario in his dreams a zillion times, where he would be in complete control of each motion. He never expected Reno's blatent, shameless antics to get the better of him so quickly. Mindlessly, he found himself standing in front of the redhead, overcome by lust allowing a pretty, wet mouth to suck and lick his painfully hard length.
Reno did have a pretty mouth. Funny as it was to say. Not to mention, the guy gave head like a champion.
It felt amazing. That tongue expertly running along the entire length, then powerful sucks at the head. It was just so hot. Reno was so hot. Rude let a groan escape him, looking down to capture the image of his redheaded partner on his hands and knees, soft lips wrapped around his cock. He felt a heat boiling in the depths of his loins, his hips starting to naturally fall into a rhythm. Dammit, Reno was ridiculously good at this.
Drowning in desire, it was time for him to get control back, despite how much Reno seemed to enjoy messing about. He grabbed a fistful of red hair and slipped his length out of Reno's mouth, the cold air on his member taunting him
As he attempted to sit on the bed, once again the enthusiastic redhead was all over him. He jumped up and straddled his waist, attacking his mouth with his tongue as he bucked his hips and hard length against Rude's chiseled abs.
Determined to stay focused, the large man felt around with one hand until he found his night table drawer. There were a variety of things inside, but he drew out a pair of leather wrist restraints. Not unlike handcuffs, they bound one's wrists together in soft but strong leather. He wasn't planning on using any equipment tonight, but he had to restrict the redhead's movements or he'd lose his mind.
“Hold your wrists out.” he breathlessly commanded, not waiting for his partner to comply, grabbing his hands and securing them with the silver buckles.
Surprisingly, Reno didn't fight him in the slightest. He stared at the restraints, chest expanding and contracting with breaths of anticipation. He looked a bit fried. The antics of the evening taking their toll, even in his ability to concoct sarcastic replies.
“Just hurry, Rude.”
“Don't worry, Red. I'll take care of you.”
The larger man grabbed a pillow and set it further down on the bed, “ Lie on it. Place it under your pelvis.”
Reno immediately inched his way over, wrists bound, just as he was told,. The pillow tucked under his abdomen raised his hips on an angle.
It didn't take long for Rude to find and fish out a large tube of lubricant. It was thick and opaque. He squeezed out a generous amount and spread it around his partner's entrance, massaging his balls at the same time. Not able to help himself, he licked at them, pressing them with his tongue, drawing out sighs and moans.
Gently. he inserted his middle finger through the tight ring of muscle, patiently sliding it deep inside as his partner curved his spine up to recieve it with a gasp. Then slowly, he felt around, kneading and relaxing the interior walls.
Reno was already grinding his hips into the pillow underneath him, a string of obscene but encouraging exclamations flying out of his mouth as he tried to rock back and forth, despite his bindings.
The larger man continued to feel around, searching for the sensitive, walnut sized gland.
“Oh fuck yeah, that's it. Right there.” the redhead blurted, arching his back as the sensation flooded his brain. Ecstacy made his head swim as he lay on his stomache, trying to draw his knees up further.
Damn did Rude ever have some skills. The techniques he was using to massage his prostate were unbelievable. Where the hell did he learn how to do this? Reno closed his eyes as he felt a bead of saliva fall from the side of his mouth onto the mattress. Pressure was building up in his painfully hard cock as clear fluid leaked from the tip. He had always heard it was possible to come from prostate massage alone, and as much as he loved being fucked, he'd never experienced it. At the rate he was going, under Rude's expert fingers, the whole idea seemed more than completely plausible.
The way his balls were tightening up, and the amount of pleasure he felt at the digits rhythmically stroking and prodding inside him, it was likely he'd spontaneously ejaculate. In fact, he was so lost in the pleasure and desire that he hadn't even noticed Rude had more than one finger buried deep in his walls.
He rocked back and forth even harder, moan after moan getting louder. “Rude, go for it.”
This time, Reno didn't have to ask twice.
Watching the pretty redhead writhe and whine under his touch was so arousing that Rude had a light but steady stream of fluid dribbling from the tip of his penis. It was throbbing as he anxiously coated it with the lube. Positioning himself behind that hot, upturned ass, he pressed the head of his cock at the entrance, easing it into the cavity.
He heard Reno gasp below as he himself groaned and shuddered at the contact. He paused for a bit, leaning forward to wrap his arms around the smaller man's torso, allowing time for him to adjust to his size. The smaller man was nearly howling as he felt his nipples being played with and teeth lightly biting the back of his neck. The redhead was clawing at bed sheets, wadding them into his fists as his chest heaved up and down.
Rude indeed was a big boy. At first it was unfcomfortable, but he had been so throughly massaged and prepared that it quickly felt like heaven.
The larger man started rocking back and forth, building a slow rhythm. The noises coming out ofhis partner nearly enough to make him come too soon. It felt better than he had imagined, and he soon quickened the pace until he was totally lost in it. Banging away, fucking that hot piece of ass redhead properly, like he deserved. All the times he had been teased or tempted by the little fox were fueling his hips. Ceasing to hold back, he screwed him senseless. He reached an arm around and took Reno's cock in hand, pumping it fiercely in time with his thrusts. A string of gibbering obscenities cloaked in moans filled the air as the bed shook violently underneath them. Items on the night table were dancing under the thumping vibrations and quickly tipped over the side to the ground.
Reno's mind was in another galaxy. The tight, merciless grip on his cock jerking him in time with being fucked sent him through the stratosphere. With one indecipherable yell, which could have been Rude's name, his muscles tensed as he came. Waves of pleasure flooding his body as his seed spilled out over the other man's hand, splattering on the sheets.
The shudders and moans of his partner underneath him pushed Rude over the edge. Grabbing onto slim hips with both hands, he eagerly pounded into the smaller body hard, gritting his teeth, sweat glistening across his forhead from exertion. Grunting and unable to silence his own gasps, his breath hitched as the orgasm hit him.
“Oh Fuck Reno- fuck-”
Eyes clamped shut, spots formed behind closed lids as glorious spasms overtook his body. He thrust forward a few more times riding out the climax, ejaculating deep inside the smaller man's tight cavity. It was ecstacy in every sense of the word. He'd jerked off to the thought of Reno countless times, and now it was happening. And it felt better than any fantasy his brain was able to create.
This was just the beginning. There was no way he could go back now as if it hadn't happened. He would need this again and again. He looked down at the mass of crimson hair. Still slightly wet from the shower, it spilled across the bed, leaving damp spots where it connected to the sheets . Reno was practically out cold, exhausted from an entire evening of drinking, lying in a puddle of his own drool. The only part of him not sprawled out was his ass, which was still raised in the air, supported by Rude's strong hand's at the hips.
His pulse returning to a more normal pace, the larger man slowly pulled out and gathered his partner up to move him more off to one side. Reno rolled onto his back, eyes closed, wrists still bound, barely aware of the existance of the outside world.
He still looked fucking hot.
It was for the best that the redhead was dead to the world. Rude might have said something ridiculous to him in the afterglow. Like how sexy Reno looked at that moment- They both didn't seem cut out for sappy “apres” chit chat.
Snagging a tissue from the box on the night stand, he wiped the dribble off the corner of his partner's mouth, then gently moved the long locks of hair over his head and out of the way. A string of indecipherable mumbles escaped the snoozing redhead as Rude laid beside him, pulling the comforter over both their naked bodies.
'Fuck. My phone.'
With a deep sigh, he reluctantly rose from the bed to search for his pants. They were still on the bathroom floor, and as soon as he retrieved the device he noticed the red light pulsing that indicated he had messages.
He propped up a few pillows after returning to the comforting warmth of his bed and sat up as he flipped the cell open. The message was from Tseng.
“Rude,
Though I'm almost positive you weren't completely serious in your previous text, I must voice my opinion to cover all bases. The idea of you leaving your job at ShinRA is absurd and also rather pointless. Attached is the official form to alert human resources of the change in the nature of your relationship status with another employee. The world has become quite chaotic, but that doesn't mean we have to ignore company protocol.
It's late. So long story short: Just fuck Reno, fill out the paperwork and send it off when you can.
Dare I say; Have a good night.
Tseng

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If it's not too much trouble, I'd appreciate ratings or w/e if you liked this. I need a bit of encouragement to write a sequel to this lol. I already have the story floating around in my head. I don't think Vincent could just let that skeezy encounter go~
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