Turtle's Paradise
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Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
675
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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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.
Turtle's Paradise
A “Random Final Fantasy 7 Yaoi Pairing Generator” crackfic. Reno x Rufus, eventually Rude + Reno x Rufus. Takes place right after Victor. There is a storyline that goes with this, if you want to read it. The links can be found at my livejournal, username Chucknaked.
Turtle’s Paradise
“You work too hard, boss,” Reno said, tapping his hand against his thigh.
The redhead leaned casually against the edge of Rufus’s desk, putting his hand down on top of the paperwork Rufus had been reading.
“And what should I be doing? It’s...” Rufus stared at the clock. “... after 7:30.”
“Exactly. You were off over two hours ago, yo,” Reno drawled, “And I coulda been too, but I can’t leave until you do.”
Rufus sighed, running his fingers through his hair before smoothing it back into place.
“You should be out getting drunk. It’s Friday, you know? No work tomorrow,” Reno said, pushing himself off the desk to pace restlessly around the room.
“I’ll be here tomorrow too,” Rufus said, “I have to finish this by Monday.”
“If you’re gonna be here all day tomorrow anyway, why are you working so hard now?” Reno asked, his tone joking.
“Reno...” Rufus said warningly, “I don’t have time for this.”
”Fuck that,” Reno snapped, “You’re too tense to do anything right now. You’re just going to redo all of this in the morning, so right now you need to take that stick out of your ass and relax.... sir.”
Rufus sneered at him, eyes glittering.
“As you clearly do not recall, I’m not yet old enough to drink. So unless you have any other brilliant ideas, I suggest you let me get back to important–” Rufus broke off, shocked, as Reno knelt in front of him.
“Of course I have other ideas,” Reno scoffed. “I’m a Turk, yo.”
Rufus watched him, face heating, as Reno slid his hands up Rufus’s thighs. He ran his hand teasingly over the growing bulge in Rufus’s slacks before reaching for the zipper.
“You want this bad, eh,” Reno said, slowly stroking Rufus’s cock.
“It’s... been a while,” Rufus admitted.
He gasped as Reno ran his tongue firmly up his length. Reno swirled his tongue around the tip before sliding it past his lips.
“Shiva,” Rufus hissed, trying not to buck into the sudden, slick heat of Reno’s mouth.
Reno pulled back, pumping Rufus with his hand and flicking his tongue over the sensitive slit.
“Yeah, you’re not gonna last long. Think you can go twice tonight or you wanna wait ‘til Rude gets here?” Reno said, giving Rufus a knowing smile.
Rufus’s hips jerked forward.
“Don’t you ever shut up?” he asked breathlessly, eyes bright with lust.
“Nah, but I’m good with my hands,” Reno said. “So, what’s it gonna be? I get you off before he gets here and we pretend it didn’t happen, even though you’ll be flushed and sweaty and it’s gonna smell like sex in here?”
Rufus groaned. Reno could feel his cock twitch.
“How much room do you have under that desk anyway? I could suck you off while he’s in here. Think you could keep your cool?”
“Fuck, Reno,” Rufus hissed, tipping his head back, eyes closed tightly.
“Or we could invite him to join us. Whaddya think, the three of us will fit on your sofa?” Reno asked, sliding his thumb over the head of Rufus’s cock.
Rufus whined though his teeth.
“What’s it gonna be? Your word is law,” Reno said, leering.
“Reno, just up and suck me off,” Rufus said, laughing huskily.
“You got it, boss,” Reno said, and he shut up.
Turtle’s Paradise
“You work too hard, boss,” Reno said, tapping his hand against his thigh.
The redhead leaned casually against the edge of Rufus’s desk, putting his hand down on top of the paperwork Rufus had been reading.
“And what should I be doing? It’s...” Rufus stared at the clock. “... after 7:30.”
“Exactly. You were off over two hours ago, yo,” Reno drawled, “And I coulda been too, but I can’t leave until you do.”
Rufus sighed, running his fingers through his hair before smoothing it back into place.
“You should be out getting drunk. It’s Friday, you know? No work tomorrow,” Reno said, pushing himself off the desk to pace restlessly around the room.
“I’ll be here tomorrow too,” Rufus said, “I have to finish this by Monday.”
“If you’re gonna be here all day tomorrow anyway, why are you working so hard now?” Reno asked, his tone joking.
“Reno...” Rufus said warningly, “I don’t have time for this.”
”Fuck that,” Reno snapped, “You’re too tense to do anything right now. You’re just going to redo all of this in the morning, so right now you need to take that stick out of your ass and relax.... sir.”
Rufus sneered at him, eyes glittering.
“As you clearly do not recall, I’m not yet old enough to drink. So unless you have any other brilliant ideas, I suggest you let me get back to important–” Rufus broke off, shocked, as Reno knelt in front of him.
“Of course I have other ideas,” Reno scoffed. “I’m a Turk, yo.”
Rufus watched him, face heating, as Reno slid his hands up Rufus’s thighs. He ran his hand teasingly over the growing bulge in Rufus’s slacks before reaching for the zipper.
“You want this bad, eh,” Reno said, slowly stroking Rufus’s cock.
“It’s... been a while,” Rufus admitted.
He gasped as Reno ran his tongue firmly up his length. Reno swirled his tongue around the tip before sliding it past his lips.
“Shiva,” Rufus hissed, trying not to buck into the sudden, slick heat of Reno’s mouth.
Reno pulled back, pumping Rufus with his hand and flicking his tongue over the sensitive slit.
“Yeah, you’re not gonna last long. Think you can go twice tonight or you wanna wait ‘til Rude gets here?” Reno said, giving Rufus a knowing smile.
Rufus’s hips jerked forward.
“Don’t you ever shut up?” he asked breathlessly, eyes bright with lust.
“Nah, but I’m good with my hands,” Reno said. “So, what’s it gonna be? I get you off before he gets here and we pretend it didn’t happen, even though you’ll be flushed and sweaty and it’s gonna smell like sex in here?”
Rufus groaned. Reno could feel his cock twitch.
“How much room do you have under that desk anyway? I could suck you off while he’s in here. Think you could keep your cool?”
“Fuck, Reno,” Rufus hissed, tipping his head back, eyes closed tightly.
“Or we could invite him to join us. Whaddya think, the three of us will fit on your sofa?” Reno asked, sliding his thumb over the head of Rufus’s cock.
Rufus whined though his teeth.
“What’s it gonna be? Your word is law,” Reno said, leering.
“Reno, just up and suck me off,” Rufus said, laughing huskily.
“You got it, boss,” Reno said, and he shut up.