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Wanted
By : Solain
Category: Final Fantasy VII > General
Views: 707 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
IXI Reno remained on the floor for a second, trying to get his heart to quiet down in his chest. He sat up, glaring at the man who had seated himself at the piano bench. "And what do you think you're doing?"
Sephiroth’s smile was nothing more than a slight flicker of the lips. “Seducing you.” His statement was punctuated by the soft notes of the three piano keys he laid his fingers on. He looked at Reno where he lay, half undressed, his vivid hair pooling over one shoulder. “Hopefully teasing you as you’ve teased me.”
"Oh well, thanks for clearing that up." Reno stood then, crossing over and sitting beside the general. "Now, did you remember anything I taught you or will I have to show you again?"
In answer, Sephiroth repeated the few chords of Noctell’s work he had been taught earlier. His rhythm was off and he fumbled once, but it was the same song. When he’d finished, he began to touch the keys experimentally, and asked without looking up, “Is there anything else you can teach me?”
"Oh, I could …teach you a few things, I suppose." His hands slid along the piano then, another song, this one was fast, pounding something with a rhythm. His eyes closed, bare shoulder brushed up against Sephiroth's as his hand reached for keys. Sephiroth leaned in close, nipping at the pulse in Reno’s neck; to the Turk’s credit, he didn’t falter in his song. The General viewed this as a challenge, slipping off the bench and kneeling behind Reno. His head level with the center of the Turk’s back, he began to softly bite his way up Reno’s spine. Reno’s concentration held. A line appeared between Sephiroth’s brow, and he slid his hands up to Reno’s waist, leaning forward and letting them slide blindly over the Turk’s thighs before slowly moving lower. When they found the still hard length of Reno through the fabric they paused only for a moment before beginning to lightly caress.
A breathy sound left Reno's throat, almost a groan. He growled for a moment, but didn't stop playing. When he spoke he sounded short on breath. "And here I thought you wanted to learn something."
“I’m learning,” Sephiroth whispered, his breath hot on Reno’s back. One hand insinuated itself inside Reno’s pants and began to stroke in earnest while the other maintained its position on the outside, still caressing. “Leaning how much you can tolerate.”
"You'd be amazed..." Though his voice hitched, he finished the song and leaned back, the little growl rumbled up his chest again.
Seph slid his hands away, running them languidly back up Reno’s thighs and around to his back. He stood, placing a searing kiss at the nape of Reno’s neck before walking to stand beside the Turk. “I’m already amazed,” he said almost dryly; he knew he would have to work to seduce Reno, but apparently the Turk was far more stoic than he’d originally given him credit for.
It was then Reno stood, his hand grabbed the back of Sephiroth's hair and yanked around, forcing the General off balance and against the propped up hood of the baby grand piano. Reno's mouth met his when his head smacked against the cherry wood. One of the Turk's hands was caught up in his hair, flat against the piano and the other was down his pants, grabbing ass and forcing their hips together.
The sensation of Reno’s body and the friction against his own cock at their closeness was Sephiroth’s undoing. When Reno kissed him he opened his mouth, and their tongues twined in a wild, fierce meeting. One of his hands returned the gesture and fisted in Reno’s hair; the other worked its way between them, pulling Reno’s pants open farther and closing over the length of his shaft. Reno reared back; Sephiroth bit at his chin, at his neck, and the Turk began to grind against him with excruciating slowness. Almost panting, he whispered, “How far are you willing to go?”
There was a snap then, and the lid came down all the way, Sephiroth found his pants about his knees then, Reno's in a similar fashion, though the red head continued to grind against him in a slow deliberate manner, his mouth biting down on Sephiroth's neck. Sephiroth's free hand reached up and grabbed a hold of Reno's hip, mirroring the hold that the Turk had on him. His nails dug into the skin, trying to gain control of the rhythm. Reno yanked on his hair in response, and the bare length of his shaft rubbed against Sephiroth's with nearly maddening slowness before he finally started speeding up.
Sephiroth caught his breath at the sensation, at the contact between them both; he could feel the pleasure building to a furious height within him. He caught the edge of Reno’s ear between his teeth and bit down, needing an outlet for the feelings running through him. Reno rotated his hips, bringing new sensation to their grinding, and the sound Sephiroth made was primal, one of animalistic lust. His head fell back, and he found himself staring into Reno’s eyes.
Reno shuddered then and a slickness on Sephiroth's stomach indicated that Reno had finished. His forehead rested in Sephiroth's hair for a second, "goddamn" echoed in his ear. It was then that Sephiroth's grip tightened again and he bit Reno's neck, coming hard.
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