Special Instructions | By : allezcuisine Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 723 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: Square Enix owns all things Final Fantasy, I do not; this fic is written for fun, not profit. Any song lyrics quoted within are attributed to the artist. |
[Lyrics quoted within: “Nasty Naughty Boy ” by Christina Aguilera]
“You have got to be kidding me, Angeal!” Zack groaned, as he checked the most recent online pizza orders that had just come in. “No, I do not want to do this, I don’t get paid enough for this—“
“Give me that order,” Angeal interrupted, snatching the printed paper slip away from Zack’s hands. He grinned widely as he read what the customer had indicated under the “special instructions” area of the form. “Well, that certainly is interesting,” he commented, chuckling. Angeal tacked the order slip to the shelf above his work area, as he began to knead out some pizza dough. “Angeal,” Zack continued. “Seriously, you don’t expect me to do that, do you?” he demanded. “You know what I always say, Zack,” Angeal remarked, rolling the dough out in a circle, and tossing it into the air. “The customer is always right!” “Ugh!” Zack groaned. “I was afraid you’d say that. I’m going to get more cheese out of the cooler, you need anything else, Angeal?” “Hmm,” Angeal murmured, looking over his station. “Maybe get me some more toppings – I need mushrooms, peppers – oh, and don’t forget…that last order specified ‘extra sausage.’” Zack gave Angeal a dirty look, and the pizzeria manager laughed deeply at the expression on Zack’s face. His delivery boy was so easy to tease, and it was hard for Angeal to resist an opportunity such as this, in which to do so. “Shut up, Angeal!” Zack grumbled, stomping into the walk-in cooler. “You know,” he said, as he returned to Angeal’s station with the required toppings, “this is not funny at all, you know!” Angeal sniffed indifferently as he ladled tomato sauce onto the rolled-out dough. “Eh, lighten up, Zack,” he said. “Who knows…you might end up enjoying this!” “Hmpf,” Zack grunted, re-reading the order slip once again. “I can’t believe what some people put under ‘special instructions’…but I have to say, this is the weirdest order yet.” Angeal said nothing, but continued to chuckle, the rich sound of his laughter echoing off the walls of the small kitchen in the back of the pizzeria. Zack couldn’t help but grin in spite of himself. He straddled a chair and sat there, waiting for the pizza to bake off, and tried to mentally prepare himself for his next delivery. If that’s even possible, Zack thought, still feeling somewhat bewildered. Seriously, how am I supposed to prepare myself for this?About twenty minutes later, Angeal took the pizza out of the oven, and packed it in a hot bag, giving it to Zack for delivery. “Don’t forget about the special instructions, now,” Angeal cautioned, grinning as he handed Zack the pizza.
“Oh, don’t even go there, Angeal!” Zack retorted, rolling his eyes. “I’d better get a big goddamned tip for this!” “That’s your last delivery tonight, Zack,” Angeal called to him. “Hope you…enjoy your evening, Zack.” “Shut up, already Angeal!” Zack snapped, rolling his eyes. With that, he turned and left, waving to Angeal as he exited. Zack heard Angeal’s laughter following him out the door.“Reno?” Cloud called to his boyfriend from the kitchen. “When did you order that pizza?”
“About twenty-five minutes ago,” Reno replied, stretching his legs out, as he reclined on the couch in their living room. “Why?” “Just wondering,” Cloud said, as he opened the refrigerator and grabbed two beers. “Getting hungry.” He opened the beers, handing one to Reno as he entered the kitchen. “Better get another one, yo,” Reno said, smirking. “We might have company.” “Oh?” Cloud remarked distractedly. “Did you invite some people over?” “Not exactly,” Reno admitted. “But a certain cute delivery boy might be on his way…” “You mean Zack?” Cloud asked excitedly. Although Cloud and Reno were lovers, they had a bit of an open relationship - with the caveat that any third parties to the relationship be ‘shared.’ The opportunities for such liaisons had not come up as frequently as Reno had hoped, and the ever-horny redhead was always looking for ways to bring a little variety into the bedroom. When he learned of Cloud’s puppy-dog crush on their pizza delivery boy, Reno thought of a plan, and decided to put it into motion the next time they ordered pizza from Angeal’s pizzeria. “Yup, I mean Zack,” Reno replied, grinning. “And if they read my order form correctly, he’ll be bringing more than just pizza, yo.” Cloud crinkled his brows into a frown. “What do you mean, Reno?” he asked, clearly puzzled. “You’ll see!” chirped the redhead. As if on cue, the doorbell rang. “That must be him now,” Reno murmured. “I’ll get it!” Placing his beer on the counter, a shirtless Reno sprang up and sprinted toward the front door to answer it. He grinned widely when he saw that it was indeed Zack, bearing a pizza. “Delivery for you,” Zack muttered as Reno opened the door. “Come on in, yo!” Reno exclaimed, opening the door widely to let Zack pass through. “Cloud! Come over here, our pizza just arrived…along with our favorite delivery boy.” Reno winked at Zack, who was feeling more bewildered with each passing minute. Cloud? Zack thought, wondering. Does he mean Cloud Strife? Holy Shiva…it is him. Zack’s jaw dropped open as Cloud sauntered into the kitchen. “What’s going on? Oh…hi, Zack,” Cloud said shyly, blushing. The two had a mutual crush on each other, and neither one had ever gone further than casual flirting; now, here they were, face to face. Reno was positively beaming, sensing the sexual tension between the two. His plan was going exactly as he’d hoped…so far, anyway. Hopefully this will end up in a threesome, he thought, grinning. If not tonight, then soon. “So,” Zack began uncomfortably. “Um, about these instructions…” “Oh yeah, that,” Reno said, grinning as he threw an arm around Cloud’s shoulders, and one around Zack’s. “Sorry to be so diabolical, yo. But it was the only way I could think of, to get you two together.” “Together?” Cloud blurted, blushing deep crimson. “Me and Zack, you mean? Oh Gaia, Reno, what did you do now? Besides, I thought…you and I…” “Cloud,” Reno said seriously, turning his head to kiss Cloud gently on the lips. “You and I are together, yeah. But…I know you like Zack, and I don’t mind sharing. Or watching. Or…whatever else might happen.” He chuckled, and impulsively shot his tongue out to lick Zack’s cheek. “I, ah…don’t know what to say,” Zack murmured, smiling over at Cloud. “I’ve…kind of had a thing for Cloud, too. But how did you know, Reno?” he asked. “It’s my business to know such things,” Reno stated mysteriously, withdrawing from the two men, and opening up the pizza box. “I’m gonna grab a slice while Zack does his thing. Oh, Cloud? I think you should sit here.” Reno put down his slice of pizza, and went into the dining area to grab a kitchen chair, which he dragged into the middle of the kitchen, placing it in the center. “Here you go, yo,” Reno said, ushering Cloud toward his seat. “Reno,” Cloud said, a bit irritably. “What is going on? I…um, appreciate what you’re trying to do, but why do I have to sit in the middle of the damned kitchen? I want my pizza, I’m hungry…” “Be patient, Spikey,” Reno replied, sipping his beer and eating his pizza while leaning against the counter. “You’ll see.” “Reno? Can I have a beer or something? I’m a little nervous right now,” Zack said, smiling at Cloud. “And maybe…some music?” “Absolutely!” the redhead replied cheerfully. He grabbed another bottle of beer and quickly opened it, handing it over to Zack, who began shotgunning it. “Whoa, dude,” Reno commented, chuckling. “Take it easy, yo.” “Just need a little liquid courage, that’s all,” Zack replied, smiling. “I’ve got to admit…when I saw what you guys wrote under ‘special instructions’, I didn’t really want to come out here…but, that was before I realized Cloud would be here.” A look of mortification crossed Cloud’s face, as recognition suddenly hit. “Oh gods, Reno….just what did you put on the order form for the pizza?” he demanded. Reno smirked as he opened up a second beer. “I just put down that we wanted a striptease and a lap dance, from our favorite delivery boy, Zack Fair. Happy birthday, babe,” he said, kneeling down next to Cloud, and kissing him. “It’s your birthday today, Cloud?” Zack asked him, grinning. “Well then. I guess I’ll have to make this a very special evening for you.” The alcohol was serving to relax Zack, and the knowledge that the quiet blond he’d been secretly lusting for, also felt the same toward him, was driving Zack’s libido into the stratosphere. Oh, Zack was ready, all right. “I’m so embarrassed,” Cloud murmured, hiding his head in his hands. “Reno, really – you shouldn’t have—“ “No arguments, yo,” Reno interrupted. “Here, let me get some music cued up…Zack, you ready?” “Ready as I’ll ever be,” Zack replied, as he began doing squats. Cloud groaned as he observed Zack moving up and down, up and down. No wonder his ass is perfection, Cloud thought. That’s how he does it…squats… Reno was having similar thoughts as he shuffled through his MP3 library looking for a song. Glancing over at Zack squatting, he grinned. That really must be the finest ass in all of Midgar, he thought, snickering. “Okay, here’s a good song,” Reno commented, as he cued up his MP3 player. ~Come here, big boy
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