Sex and Politics

“Oh yeah, oh yeah, Rude your’ a fucking sex machine, oh hell YES!” Reno’s taunt body shuddered and his long fingers clawed at the heavy fabric of his partner’s suit. He gasped each time his muscular partner pushed into him, entering Reno at an angle that kept hitting on the locust of nerves that made the redhead bite his lips in ecstasy. His toes cracked and twisted painfully as Reno moaned in pleasure arching his back. “One…more..fucking time…oh YES!” his dry lips whispered as his eyes rolled in his head.”

“Can’t, gotta pull out..now”

“Wait…no no no…” His body shuddered in anticipation of the long-awaited release when Rude suddenly withdrew his length out of him and gently eased Reno to his feet, planting a quick kiss on Reno’s messy red hair.

“No messes, remember?” Reno groaned in annoyance as he quickly stroked his throbbing cock and ejaculated abundantly onto the dusty floor. He watched Rude do the same. He then fell back against his partner’s powerful chest. He loved the solid feel of Rude’s body against his – Rude was the embodiment of security and he sure knew how to reach Reno’s sensitive spots. Too bad Rude was too anal about not coming all over his immaculate suite to ever finish the job.

“I fucking swear, your huge dick makes gainful employment bearable, chocolate man.”

“You love it, I know.” Rude’s eyes were gleaming in the darkened room. He had orgasms down to a science and always pulled out in advance to avoid making a mess of his and Reno’s clothes. It drove the redhead into a mad frenzy but it allowed them to fornicate in the most risky places without detection. Helicopter sex was Reno’s favorite, but sex inside a dark watch tower hundreds of feet in the air was the next best thing. Rude has already finished cleaning up, replaced his shades, zipped up his trousers, and was all business again.
“Are they doing it yet?” Reno impatiently pulled on Rude’s belt.

“Shut up and keep watch,” Rude pushed Reno’s groping hand away, “I’ll tell you when something’s happening.”

“So, today’s a big day for our boss, huh?” Reno squinted his eyes, scanning for hidden intruders on the territory. All he saw was two huge dogs getting dirty in the bushes. “I betcha when that trust fund kicks in at midnight tonight, we’re gonna have a sweet pay raise. Shit, I’m salivating for some filet mignon already!”

“Yeah, since you fucked the President, I’m inclined to agree,” Rude said without taking his eyes away from the wall-size window of the Shinra Residence study he’s been watching through binoculars.

“Fuck, don’t be jealous, big man,” Reno teasingly tickled Rude’s groin, “we can go screw some more again after dinner. I’m sure Tseng won’t need any help guarding pretty boy tonight!”

“Do you buy this investor relations dinner shit?” Rude asked matter-of-factly, batting Reno’s groping hand away.

“Hah! Not a chance!” Reno scoffed. “Ruffy’s finally gonna stick his paw into daddy’s money stash tonight and that’s why he’s celebrating. He invited a bunch of his admirers so he can talk shit about his old man while the old perverts drool watching his lips move. Little egomaniac has a special thing for military men, I’m telling ya.” Rude laughed quietly and shook his head.

“You would know.”

“I would,” Reno sneered with particular evilness, “he told me once. You know how folks spit out all kinds of interesting facts when they think they’re about to buy a farm? But he’s never actually done it, you know, he never let anybody cover him. Betcha he’s itching to-”

“Oh oh, here comes Tseng! Don’t know about generals, Reno, but Tseng is going to get some one-on-one with the President right about NOW. Holy hell, they really ARE gonna do it! Right in front of the damned window!”

“Gimmy this shit already, yo!” Reno grabbed the binoculars from his partner. “Oh yeah, looking fine, Tseng! Damn, boss gained some weight from all that sitting around and it all went to his ass! I can’t believe this. You ever saw how his cheeks move beneath those trousers? Hey, you’re his doc, how come you haven’t taken that virgin peach for a drive? Huh?”

“Too incestuous,” Rude shrugged. “I practically saw him grow up.”

“Old prude!” Reno licked his lips, delighted at what he saw. “Wait. Oh, no no NO!” Reno groaned when Tseng, after pausing by the window and giving Reno a small wave, drew the curtains shut.

“Reno, Rude, ever heard of getting your pay ducked for misuse of company equipment!” came Tseng’s voice over the speakerphone. “Reno, put your dick back into your pants and get your ass back in here to check out the guests. Rude, find Elena. She isn’t answering her phone.”