Impromptu [FFVII, Rufus/Reno, NC17]

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Title: Impromptu
Author/Artist: grrlzombie
Rating: NC17
Warnings: Overall, just m/m sex.
Prompt: Final Fantasy VII: Reno/Rufus, secret relationships - His father would be furious if he knew
Word count: 1797
A/N: This is a few days late. I'm sorry. :( Also, if your name is Clarice, I didn't mean any harm.

Rufus Shinra uncharacteristically tapped his fountain pen atop his office papers, patience wearing thin as Heidegger argued over why his department needed more funding. The idiot.

But apparently, the man was actually doing a fine job explaining his points this time. Rufus glanced at his father who sat at the head of the table, smoking a cigar in a non-smoking room and nodding approvingly at his high-ranking official. Flicking his gaze across the table, Rufus met Scarlet's eyes head-on, only turning away when she leaned in to the counter, a blatant act of showing off her assets.

However disinterested the blond was in the woman, he still couldn't help but notice that she was wearing red. In fact, that might have been the first thing to catch his attention when he walked into the room: Scarlet's red dress, and then his father's red tie, followed by the red flush on Heidegger's plump face...

Rufus finally set the pen down. "Excuse me," he said as he pushed his chair back and stood up, unconsciously smoothing out his jacket. All eyes were on him now, but he acted cool and nonchalant, turning his back to them as he walked out. "I'll only be a while." He considered giving a real explanation but opted not to. He didn't owe anyone a damn thing.

Once the double-doors were closed, Rufus retrieved his phone and quickly dialed a number. He began walking to the end of the hall, listening to the monotone ringing until --

"Fuck, man. Thought ya forgot about me! Meeting done yet?"

"No." He had made it to the elevator and was heading three floors down. "But I got impatient."

"What'd ya tell your old man?"

"I didn't tell him anything."

"Shit, Rufus." He heard Reno chuckle on the other end. "Sometimes I think you wanna get caught."

The elevator door slid open and Rufus swiftly continued his trek to the storage closet. "I'll deal with it later... Have you been keeping yourself busy?"

Reno laughed again. "You bet..." Rufus heard a tiny moan coming from Reno's end of the line that sent a jolt of heat through his body. He was suddenly grateful this floor was almost always deserted. He certainly didn't want to explain the tent in his pants to any other employees. "Real bitch move to leave me here like this, y'know?"

The blond smirked and closed his phone, tucking it into his trousers and opening the door he had finally reached. Quickly entering the tiny room, Rufus closed the door behind him and set his eyes on the rather enticing sight before him: Reno, sprawled carelessly on the floor, one hand cuffed to a jutting pipe, the other gripping his cock and pumping it slowly. Reno was already looking up at the young Vice President, a spark of frustration clearly shining in the aquamarine.

"And who the fuck carries handcuffs with them?"

Gaia.

"Where were we?" Rufus asked, making a show of tugging at his gloves and removing his outer jacket.

"Gee, lemme think. Ya were getting ready to fuck my brains out in this dingy closet until that fuckin' phone rang and your old man told ya to get your ass to some emergency meeting or some shit. And all of a sudden I found myself alone. In the dark. Cuffed to a fuckin' pipe."

"Ah, of course," Rufus said with a smirk. "I remember now." His other jacket was off. He approached Reno and bent down to help him up, turn him around, and push him against the wall. The Turk hissed in pain, but gave Rufus one of his signature challenging glares once he wriggled his cuffed hand to a semi-comfortable position. The look went straight to Rufus's cock. The redhead was pissed and he relished the fact.

Rufus had absolutely no time to waste. The quicker this was done, the better. Besides, it was Reno's shift tonight, so he could take all the time he needed in the evening. For now, this would suffice. "Spread your legs," he whispered in the Turk's ear, biting the back of his neck. He was rewarded with a groan and the shifting of limbs below him. Rufus reached into his other pocket and retrieved a small tube of lubrication, coating his fingers with the substance and teasing Reno's hole with the tip of his finger. Another loud moan.

"Can you be quiet?" Rufus hissed, though there was no real anger behind his words. He inserted the digit and restrained his own whimpers -- Reno was always so fucking tight, no matter how many times they got frisky -- which was very often, the blond realized. How no one had caught on already was beyond him.

"Lube, too?" Reno uttered, face pressed against the wall. "What the hell you doin' with--"

"Our times together are spontaneous," Rufus replied, curling his finger inside his lover. "I should be prepared at all times, no?"

"Yeah, yeah, just fuck me already..." Reno backed up a little more. "Been waiting too long..."

"So impatient," Rufus said.

"Says the guy who walked out of a fuckin' meeting for a quickie." Reno looked back at the blond who now had two fingers inside him. Breathless, he continued. "Ya sure are askin' for it... fuck... no way that your old man doesn't know you're seein' someone... damn it, Rufus, come on."

With his free hand, the blond pushed Reno's upper half roughly against the wall again and pressed himself against the redhead's back, leaning over and nipping at Reno's neck, licking the side of Reno's face. He removed his fingers and pulled his pants down to his thighs. "He knows," he revealed, and was amused at Reno's sudden shock. He shifted until his erection was pressing at the Turk's hole. "Asked me what her name was... I said, 'Clarice.' Spread them more." A few more seconds of adjustment and Rufus's head was inside. It wasn't the best of positions, but shoving the Turk's face on the wall was a good of a turn-on as any.

The redhead moaned, once again ignoring Rufus's advice to keep it down and be discreet. "Clarice...? Fuck yes, that... Ahh... Couldn't think of a better fuckin' name.... Shit..."

Rufus didn't respond. He pulled out slowly, breath hitched and fingers tightly gripping Reno's sides. He indulged in that blissful feeling of sliding out before pushing back in, eliciting hissed groans from the both of them.

"Reno," he gasped once he had created a steady rhythm of pounding the Turk's ass. There was nothing like the sweet sound of slapping skin to send him to a state of heightened pleasure. "Reno," he repeated a little louder, the rest of that sentence lost in a strangled groan.

Meanwhile Reno pushed himself against the wall and attempted to grip it with his fingertips, although his arms eventually started sliding down. He pushed again, this time turning slightly to watch the blond through his peripheral vision and encourage him. "C'mon, harder. Fuck me harder, ya son of a bitch."

Rufus clenched his teeth as he supported himself with one hand on Reno's shoulder. With his other, he grabbed the end of Reno's ponytail and wrapped it around his fist, pulling back and rewarding himself with a cry from the Turk and a pained expression on the man's delicate face. Rufus leaned in and licked the side of the man's neck, trailing his tongue upwards to the man's earlobe. "Hard enough for you?" He pulled the red hair again, as far as he could, until Reno's head was flung back and his neck perfectly arched.

He should have known that would send the little masochist over the edge. One hand disappeared out of sight as Reno groaned too loudly for Rufus's comfort. So Rufus released the man's shoulder and placed his palm over the Turk's mouth.

Rufus's hips were still undulating, still slamming his cock inside his lover, eyes fluttering as he approached his own climax. He felt Reno's tongue and lips swiping at his fingers, which briefly sent visions of Reno's mouth on his dick. His fantasy, however, was interrupted by Reno's long, final grunt into Rufus's hand as he came onto the floor. Reno's upper half slumped downward, and the Turk would have fallen had it not been for Rufus keeping him up with his legs as he tightened his hold and shot his load inside Reno.

They both stood there panting; Rufus's hand still tightly gripping Reno's hair and covering the Turk's mouth, while the other man had already let go of his cock and placed it on the wall again. After several moments of each regaining their composure, Rufus carefully slid out of the Turk and used his hand atop Reno's mouth to twist the man's face around. Almost instantly, Reno leaned forward to kiss the blond, only to remember his other hand was still attached to the pipe. Rufus released his hold on Reno's tail then and placed both hands on Reno's face now, bringing him closer until their lips were crushed in a sloppy kiss -- tongue forced into a mouth, teeth gnashing against each other until Reno broke the kiss and gave Rufus a saucy grin that was what got them there in the first place.

"Shouldn't you be headin' back?"

"In a bit," Rufus said in a rushed tone, pulling the man back into another wet kiss.

Reno's next response was muffled. "Daddy's gonna kill ya..."

The blond smirked but didn't bother to retort or explain himself. His father would be furious if he knew -- but in Rufus's defense, albeit a very weak one, his father needed to stop sending him to such boring meetings.

**

Rufus resisted the urge to exhale loudly when he found the boardroom empty. He figured his father would be upset at him for deserting the end of the session, so he reluctantly trudged up to his dad's office to receive a lecture on how it was rather unbecoming for the future President to go off and do whatever he damn well pleased.

Instead, his father merely asked, "So, when will I meet her?"

"Pardon?"

"Clarice. When will I meet her? This must be serious if you're shirking your duties and leaving meetings like that."

Rufus considered denying his father's accusations, but then again, his lips were still red and full from the too long make-out session he had with his Turk -- and it was rather foolish of him to think of it while he was standing in front of his father....

"Soon," he responded.

"Good. I look forward to it. Now get out."

"Yes, father."

He quickly left the office and began the walk to his own. Now to figure out how to get Reno in a dress...

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