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Those Eyes	By : LuckyPanda13 Category: Final Fantasy Anime > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 881 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Those Eyes
- 1
“Holy fuck!” Reno gaped at his partner. Rude barely glanced up.
“What now?”
“Your eyes…” Rude sighed and looked at Reno. Reno had, instead of doing (ridiculous shitty) paperwork, been slowly managing to have Rude’s sunglasses (Sunglasses inside? Really?) slide down his nose. The pair had been partnered for a while and yet Reno couldn’t recall ever having seen Rude’s eyes (except maybe when he was drunk, but he didn’t really count that, considering they usually had drinking contests which ended with vomit and lots of painkillers and sunglasses inside… but Rude wasn’t hung over, so the sunglasses inside thing was still weird as fuck).
“They’re brown.” Rude failed to grasp the gravity of the situation.
“No!” Reno leaned across his desk and onto Rude’s to get a better look. “They’re not brown. They’re like a warm mocha latte, yo.” Rude blinked at Reno and pushed his sunglasses up his nose. Reno pouted and sat back in his chair, watching as Rude continued on the (fucking) paperwork.
“Be productive, please.” Rude said.
“I was being productive, yo.” Reno grumbled, crossing his arms. “I spent the past hour and a half trying to see your eye color.”
“You could have just asked.” Rude wasn’t paying any attention to Reno. (Mother fucker.)
“Rude, can you take off your sunglasses so I can see your eyes?” Reno even batted his eyes (but fucking Rude wasn’t paying any fucking attention, like usual) and Rude sighed. The man put his pen down and took the black sunglasses off his face. Reno froze in the midst of that (fucking gorgeous and arousing as hell) stare.
“I don’t understand your sudden fascination with my eyes.” Rude said. “And you should be doing your paperwork, because I’m not going to finish it for you. Again.”
“But…” Reno couldn’t focus past those (fucking perfect) eyes. Rude rolled his eyes and picked up his sunglasses. Reno snatched them from his hand and held them in his lap. “No!”
“Reno, give me my sunglasses back.” Rude sighed.
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because.” Reno would never admit (on pain of a slow, torturous death) that he found Rude’s eyes incredibly arousing. And the man seemed to have absolutely no idea of the effect his eyes had on Reno. (Reno had a sneaking suspicion that he wasn’t the only person who would find Rude’s eyes arousing and became suddenly and inexplicably possessive of those warm eyes and the man behind them.)
“Reno.” Rude sighed. “Give me my sunglasses back.” Rude spoke as if he was addressing a small child. (Reno was not a fucking small child, dammit!)
“No.”
“Reno.” There was Rude’s warning voice. Reno would also never admit (on pain of a slow torturous death) that Rude’s warning voice was (almost) more arousing than his eyes. The combination of the two made Reno shut his eyes and swallow down a groan. When he opened his eyes again, Rude’s eyes were narrowed in suspicion.
“Look, we’re inside. What’s the point of wearing sunglasses inside, yo?” Reno asked. Rude frowned. “What?”
“Why are you suddenly being logical?” He asked. Rude leaned back in his chair, eyeing Reno speculatively. His shirt stretched taut over his muscles as he crossed his arms. Reno mimicked his movement exactly, trying (desperately) to quell his erection. “Maybe, it’s because you’re trying to throw me off-balance.” Rude cocked his head to the side, his mocha eyes burning. “Or maybe, it’s because you’re hiding something from me.” Reno stopped breathing. (Oh, fuck.) “But, what could my partner possibly be hiding from me?” Rude was playing him. (Bastard.) Reno was pinned to his seat by that stare as Rude stood up and moved slowly around the desks. “What in this world is my partner hiding from me that has something to do with his sudden and inexplicable fascination with my eyes?” Reno was fucked (hopefully literally). And Rude knew it. (Cocky bastard.) Reno was eternally glad he was the only person to ever see Rude act that way. Rude had the reputation as the Silent Golem, but the man was so much deeper than anyone ever got to see. Occasionally, someone would get to see a small piece of himself emerge from the ever-present silence, but only Reno was granted with the trust to see all the facets of Rude’s personality that hid behind Reno’s loud, cocky demeanor.
“No idea.” Reno didn’t know how he got the words out, with Rude slowly approaching him like a cat stalking its prey (or a man stalking his lover) with his eyes blazing (those fucking eyes) and a smirk on his lips. (Bastard.) Not to mention Rude’s voice (which was still in its “warning” tone, which made Reno hard by itself) and all the masculinity he exuded. Rude sat on the edge of Reno’s desk, cocking his head to the side, the knowing smirk still on his face.
“Really?” He asked. “You have no earthly idea?”
“Nope.” Reno swallowed tightly. Rude shrugged and stood up, moving back to his side of the desk.
“Oh well.” He said. “I thought it might have had something to do with your overwhelming urge to have sex with me, but…” Rude shrugged again, returning to his paperwork without so much as a glance at Reno. Reno was pretty sure his brain stopped at “sex”. He gaped at Rude for a few moments before his brain caught up with the rest of him. He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts and tugged his goggles off, rubbing his forehead.
“Overwhelming urge?” He asked, leaning forward, and trying to pull his jaw from the floor. (Rude probably didn’t find drool very attractive.)
“Of course.” Rude didn’t look up (bastard) from the (fucking) paperwork. “You’ve been secretly wanting me for over three months now.” Reno was pretty sure his face was the color of his hair. Rude glanced up with a small smile.
“W-what?” Reno choked out.
“Don’t worry, you weren’t very obvious.” Rude shrugged, back into the (fucking) paperwork.
“But…” Reno was trying to wrap his brain around everything.
“We’ve been partners for years.” Rude explained. “I know everything there is to know about you.” Reno was gripped by a sudden mischievous (although it would be very fun) thought. He usually had those right before getting in (a shit-ton of) trouble with Tseng. Or Elena. Or Rufus. Or Cloud. Or just about anybody.
“That’s not true, yo.” He said. When Rude gave him a questioning look (with that fucking eyebrow that should never be as sexy as it is and yet it is so completely arousing) Reno stretched his body, making sure to shrug off his uniform jacket. He nearly grinned as Rude’s (perfect) eyes lingered on his neck.
“Really?” Rude asked, voice betraying nothing. (Bastard.)
“Really.” Reno tugged on his shirt, accidentally (on purpose) unbuttoning another button, watching as Rude’s eyes focused on the pale, newly-exposed skin.
“What don’t I know about you?” Rude asked. Reno leaned forward, brushing his bangs off his forehead and staring Rude in the eye. Rude’s eyes widened ever-so-slightly (victory!) and Reno smiled his cocky grin.
“How loud I can be when getting fucked.”
Reno wasn’t really sure what exactly happened, but Rude moved faster than Reno had ever seen him move. One moment, Reno and Rude were sitting across two desks from each other, the next, Reno was sprawled across the desks, his long ponytail wrapped around Rude’s fist and his lips locked in a bruising force with Rude’s. (VICTORY!) Rude’s free hand held Reno’s chin firmly while Reno’s hands were busy trying to keep him upright on the desks.
“How long have you been waiting for me, yo?” Reno breathed when Rude pulled back. Rude tugged Reno across the desks, huddling him close to his chest.
“A little over a year.” Rude admitted.
“You let me be an idiot for over a year?” Reno asked.
“All good things to those who wait.” Rude replied.
“Fuck that.” Reno frowned. “This is not waiting any longer.” He gestured between the two of them.
“No,” Rude shook his head, a grin forming on his features, “The correct response is ‘fuck you’.” Reno shivered as Rude’s voice dropped below the “warning level” and going straight to “I’ll-make-you-orgasm-with-just-my-voice level”, which Reno realized was the most arousing thing he had ever experienced in his life (even more arousing than the eyes, the warning voice, and the eyebrow combined).
“Guys!” Elena banged on the door. Reno rolled over the desks and slid into his chair, looking like he had just been fucked and Rude dropped into his seat, looking like nothing had happened. (Bastard.)
“Yes?” Rude fixed the scattered papers on his desk while Reno tried desperately not to look like he had gotten raped. Elena walked in the room and eyed Reno warily.
“What happened to you?” She snapped.
“Wouldn’t you like to know, yo?” Reno grinned.
“Where are your sunglasses?” Elena ignored Reno.
“Right here.” Rude touched the sunglasses on his desk. Reno immediately checked his pockets. Sure enough, they were empty. (Goddamn bastard stole them back!)
“I need your paperwork.” Elena shrugged. Rude handed her the newly-neatened stack.
“Reno’s is in there, too.” Rude added. Elena rolled her eyes and left the room, shutting the door a little more violently than necessary.
“You did my paperwork?” Reno asked. Rude shrugged. “What happened to ‘do your own fucking paperwork’?”
“You never do your own paperwork.” Rude shrugged again. “And now you owe me.”
“What do I owe you?” Reno couldn’t help the leer on his face. Rude voice was in the orgasmic range again.
“I’m sure I’ll think of something.” Rude rumbled. “But first, I’m going to see how loud I can make you scream.”
“Here?” Reno was not hoping for a ‘yes’. (Please say yes!)
“You would like that, wouldn’t you?” Rude leaned forward, balancing his chin on his knuckles and quirking one eyebrow up. “You wouldn’t even try to be quiet. You’d be begging like a little bitch.”
“That’s assuming I’m enjoying it.” Reno replied, trying desperately not to moan (but Rude’s voice was dripping sinful pleasure). Once again, Rude had moved too fast for Reno to see and he knelt next to Reno, eyes blazing.
“Don’t worry. You will be.”
Reno vaguely remembered following Rude to the elevator. He definitely remembered the ride down, when Rude molested him and kissed him senseless. He mostly remembered Rude’s constant teasing on the way back to his apartment. He completely remembered being pinned to the front door and crushing his lips to Rude’s.
“Rude. Stop teasing me.” Reno growled, thrusting his hips against Rude’s.
“No.” Rude said, opening the door abruptly. Reno nearly crashed to the floor if Rude hadn’t grabbed him. Reno stumbled to his feet, pouting at Rude’s back as Rude locked the door behind him. Rude tugged Reno through the living room and into the bedroom, shoving him onto the bed. Reno (practically) purred (he was not a cat) and tugged at the buttons on his shirt.
“Fuck.” Reno eyed the larger man, who slid out of his clothes with the utmost control. (Bastard.) It was not fair that Reno could barely control himself and Rude was calm as a cucumber. Reno kind of lost track of what Rude was doing (shut up!) because his brain decided to shut off when the larger man’s lips slipped around his weeping cock. All Reno could do was try and make sense of the sensations and figure out a way to not cum way ahead of schedule.
“Such a dirty little slut.” Rude’s voice growled out and Reno about lost it right there. Reno thought he was going to die when one finger slipped inside his ass (but it felt so fucking good!). He lost track of time and what he was saying or doing, but the next thing he knew, Rude was towering above him with that (damnable) smug grin on his features and Reno still hadn’t cum yet! He assumed that there was some begging and (a metric fuck-ton of) swearing going on, but he was going to murder his partner if the man didn’t give him some release soon because he was teasing like crazy and it was getting really – oh shit fuck yes!
“Rude.” Reno didn’t know where his voice went, but it took all his concentration to get the damn name out. The larger man froze and a whining whimper shot from Reno’s throat. “More.” The dark (arousing) chuckle emerged from Rude’s chest and his hips snapped forward, drawing a scream from the redhead. Reno found the mocha eyes and moaned loudly, realizing for the first time that Rude had his hands pinned.
“You’re already begging for it.” Rude’s voice had lost its sensual quality and (fina-fucking-ly) had lost the calm serenity that had been driving Reno nuts. “You just couldn’t wait to get a big cock in your tight ass, could you?” And that dirty talk (best fucking present ever). Reno wouldn’t have picked that the Silent Golem would be a dirty talker. Rude’s voice was starting to stutter and the man groaned as Reno found the sense to tease back, clenching down on the cock buried in his ass. His hands slipped from Reno’s wrists to clench at his thin hips.
“Fuck, Rude!” Reno gasped for air as Rude started thrusting deep into him with a brutally quick pace. The large black hands dug into the pale hips, drawing bruises as Rude groaned softly. Reno (like normal) lost control of his mouth and words spilled forth from his lips, loudly and desperately. His even fingernails dug into the dark biceps above him.
“How many cocks have you taken, slut?” Rude asked, his voice devoid of any of the control he had started with. (VICTORY!) Reno only moaned in response. “Look at you, begging even as I’m splitting you in half. Who do you belong to?”
“F-fuck…” Reno’s voice cracked and he could only manage a whisper. The hips pounding against his ass were supplying him with more pleasure than he could recall from any of his previous lovers.
“Reno.” And suddenly, the control was back. Rude’s hips slowed instantly to a crawl and one dark hand gripped his cock tightly, bringing the touch Reno wanted without supplying any of the friction he needed. (Goddamn fucking bastard shit bitch!) “Look at me, Reno.” And those mocha eyes were blazing with fire. “Who do you belong to?” Every word was punctuated with a slow, deep thrust.
“You.” Reno could barely speak. Rude stopped moving completely and Reno felt tears of frustration prick at his eyes. Too much stimulation at once without any release was driving him crazy.
“Damn straight.” Rude growled. Reno screamed as that cock shoved into him fast and hard while the hand started pumping in time, granting the friction he had been begging for. Reno’s vision went black as he collapsed over the edge. When he came back to himself, Rude’s forehead was pressed against his and their chests were heaving together, slick with sweat and cum. Reno opened his eyes and saw the warm gaze of his (lover) partner.
“Y-yo.” Reno managed to get out of his mangled throat. “Fucking shit.” Rude chuckled and dragging himself free from Reno’s body. Reno didn’t move as Rude disappeared into the bathroom. He returned with a damp cloth and threw it at Reno’s chest.
“Clean up.” He ordered, organizing the mess that their clothes made on the floor. Reno watched, amused by Rude’ cleanliness, as he wiped away the sweat and cum from his body. He chucked the rag at Rude’s head and the man caught it easily, giving Reno a knowing glower. Finally, Rude dropped onto the bed next to Reno.
“That was awesome.” Reno curled up into the large body, happily nuzzling into the warm chest.
“Well, now I know how loud you can be.” Rude replied, his arm settling around Reno’s shoulders. (Reno didn’t have any sort of warm fuzziness in his chest from that motion. Nope.)
“Yup.”
“Next time, I’m going to see if I can actually shut you up.” Rude said. (Oh, fuck yes, please!)
“Good luck, yo.” Reno smirked. He was, in no (fucking) way, going to admit how easy it would be for his (lover) partner to accomplish said task.
“Go to sleep.” Rude ordered.
“I need payback, though.” Reno whined.
“Good luck.” Rude replied.
“Hey! Don’t ignore my retribution!”
“I’m surprised you even know what ‘retribution’ is.”
“Rude!”
“Go to sleep.”
Reno snickered to himself, the next morning, as Rude slowly came into consciousness. He would sorely regret teasing the redhead momentarily. Rude’s (fucking gorgeous) eyes opened and they immediately narrowed at Reno as he processed the position he was in. Reno had tied his limbs to the bed and was sitting on his chest, slowly pleasuring himself. Rude was almost instantly hard, but his gaze continued to narrow. Reno grinned smugly as his (lover) partner realized there was no escape for him. Frankly, he didn’t seem to fucking mind his position.
And they both called in sick that day.

Thanks for reading! I’m a big Rude/Reno shipper. I haven’t seen Advent Children in a LONG time, so I hope I got their characters right. Reno’s very fun to write, but I think Rude is more fun because he’s so quiet and there’s no telling what he’s REALLY thinking.
Thanks again!

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