Another Star theme
P airing/Fandom: CloudReno - Final Fantasy VII
Theme: #25 The Planetarium, or, "Sex Under the Stars"
Title: What You Wish For
Author/Artist: reno-zotto
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, only the story.
This was posted for the 30lemons challange *yum*
I you haven't caught on by now, I write CloudReno a lot x-x I'm sorry...
“…That’s one of the stupidest things I’ve ever heard, yo…” Reno slurred with a lopsided grin, leaning back and using his hands to hold up his weight on the cool grass. The night air was warm and welcoming - he liked the way it felt against his skin, how it brushed his hair.
He spared a glance over to the blonde, who was making a rather offended look, features narrowed and posture stiffened.
“It’s not stupid,” he countered. Reno almost laughed at the defensive tone he’d used, nearly expecting him to add on a quick 'you’re stupid' for good measure.
“Alright, alright,” the redhead shrugs it off as nothing, not really in the mood to argue with the other boy. He let himself fall back onto the ground, hands tucked behind his head and one leg loosely crossing over the other. His mako green depths flickered up to the night sky, scanning the seemingly random placement of the stars, the very thing that Cloud Strife wouldn’t shut up about.
And no matter how much he thought about it, Reno couldn’t quite figure out what it was about those little dots in the blue-black sky that captured the blonde’s fascination so much.
“Hey Strife,” he mumbled idly, and Cloud joined him in laying on his back, turning his head to the side. “You… _are_ aware that stars are just… they’re just a bunch of gas.”
Cloud rolled his eyes and sighed through his fine nose, returning his gaze upwards.
“…Try not to look at things so literally.”
“What?”
“Stop putting logic into everything. Don’t you ever just… you know,” the blonde struggled to find the right words, wrinkling his face as he tried to do so. “Stop and smell the flowers?”
Twisting his lip to the side, Reno propped himself up onto his elbows.
“Are you telling me to chill out, Blondie?”
“Don’t call me that.”
“I’ll call you whatever I want,” the redhead attempted to fight back lamely, once again letting himself drop back down to the soft grass.
“Seriously…” Cloud chimed. “Have you ever even wished on a star before?”
“…I try to avoid pouring my desires and fantasies into a giant cluster of gas.”
“You’re such an asshole,” Cloud growled dryly.
“I’m more of a realist,” Reno decided to - for whatever reason - explain himself. He sat up and draped his lanky arms over his boney knees in serious thought. “If you must know, I don’t leave my yearning for things in the hands of something childish like wishing.”
Somehow, it peeked Cloud’s interest and he, too, sat up.
“I’d rather put matters into my own hands,” the redhead continued. “If you want something, go for it. Don’t just sit there thinking about it - that's never gotten anyone anywhere.”
“Wow, didn’t know you could be so philosophical,” the blonde let a smirk take over his face.
“Fuck you,” Reno spouts instinctively, flipping easily onto his knees and shuffling over to the other boy, reaching out and taking a hold of the blonde’s shirt. “I’ll show you how it works.”
And suddenly Cloud’s shirt is discarded out of reach and his pants are yanked down to his knees, and he’s on his back on the ground with Reno hovering over him. Smirk and all. Swiftly, Reno shed his jacket and shirt and let them drop.
“What are you doing?”
“What do you mean, what am I doing?” Reno laughed playfully. “I want something and I’m going for it. See how much faster it is then waiting for gas balls to grant it to ya?”
“Shut up,” Cloud tried to snarl, but Reno dived down to lap at his ear lobe, turning his growling into a short mewl. His fingers threaded in the grass and his head rolled to the side to allow Reno easier access. Reno’s mouth was like a warm ghost against the shell of his ear, so it was easy to hear his deep and airy chuckle. Cloud couldn’t help but moan when Reno took his earring between his teeth and tugged lightly. It felt good and hurt at the same time, like a massage on knotted muscles. A smile flowered over his lips as he let Reno plant feather light kisses over his pulse and everywhere sensitive. Strange, that Reno could be so hostile but now he was so…
“Ooouu…” he groaned hungrily, clutching at the dirt now. Why was he so good at this..?
“Get ready, hot stuff,” Reno grumbled seemingly to himself, unbuckling his own belt and tossing it aside, gripping the blonde’s slender hips and positioning himself as he saw fit.
“Oh Gaia…”
Reno smirked; “I’ll take that as a yeah…”
The ex-soldier didn’t want to argue, didn’t want to risk ending whatever this was. He braced himself, waiting and expecting it when Reno drilled his cock into him with a noticeable sense of authority. And once he realized he was able to get away with it, he repeated the process, pumping at an uneven but quick pace, nails digging into Cloud’s flesh to keep them from sliding anywhere. Right away Cloud could tell that Reno enjoyed the power he had.
Body quaking in a sudden need, Cloud swung his legs up to wrap tightly around Reno’s waist, nearly pulling the redhead down and breaking his rhythm. Green eyes narrow moodily, biting his bottom lip in concentration.
“Ah damn - Reno!”
Cloud’s legs reflexively pulled and Reno finally fell forward, mashing their bodies together like a blanket of warmth to both of them, velvet skin against silk skin, and Cloud moaned again.
Reno, figuring that he should make the best of things while he was down there, latched his lips around a hard nub while he was still inside the blonde. Cloud, overwhelmed with ecstasy, gasped strangely as the heat swept over him. Reno’s suckling was short lived and he was easily bored of it, so he roamed quickly up to Cloud’s collarbone, then his jaw, then he pulled away and started to thrust again.
“See, Strife?” Reno smirked through his panting, pulling out quickly when he was done, leaving Cloud’s legs feeling sore and wet when they fell to the ground. But it was at that moment he decided he was okay with that feeling. “Wishes really do come true. Just as long as you take initiative.”
Cloud let himself sink into the soft soil and the breeze lick his heated flesh.
“Ok…” he grumbled when he was able to gather his breath, watching the Turk pull his pants back up but leave them unbuttoned, and collapse next to him. “Tell me more.”
“What?”
“Teach me more. I want to know how you do other things.”
That only made the Turk laugh; who knew Cloud Strife had that kind of streak in him? And oh the possibilities. He gave the blonde a look that asked him if he really meant what he was saying, and wondered if Cloud knew he had just sparked his creative side.
“I dunno. What else do you do besides wishing?”
Theme: #25 The Planetarium, or, "Sex Under the Stars"
Title: What You Wish For
Author/Artist: reno-zotto
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, only the story.
This was posted for the 30lemons challange *yum*
I you haven't caught on by now, I write CloudReno a lot x-x I'm sorry...
“…That’s one of the stupidest things I’ve ever heard, yo…” Reno slurred with a lopsided grin, leaning back and using his hands to hold up his weight on the cool grass. The night air was warm and welcoming - he liked the way it felt against his skin, how it brushed his hair.
He spared a glance over to the blonde, who was making a rather offended look, features narrowed and posture stiffened.
“It’s not stupid,” he countered. Reno almost laughed at the defensive tone he’d used, nearly expecting him to add on a quick 'you’re stupid' for good measure.
“Alright, alright,” the redhead shrugs it off as nothing, not really in the mood to argue with the other boy. He let himself fall back onto the ground, hands tucked behind his head and one leg loosely crossing over the other. His mako green depths flickered up to the night sky, scanning the seemingly random placement of the stars, the very thing that Cloud Strife wouldn’t shut up about.
And no matter how much he thought about it, Reno couldn’t quite figure out what it was about those little dots in the blue-black sky that captured the blonde’s fascination so much.
“Hey Strife,” he mumbled idly, and Cloud joined him in laying on his back, turning his head to the side. “You… _are_ aware that stars are just… they’re just a bunch of gas.”
Cloud rolled his eyes and sighed through his fine nose, returning his gaze upwards.
“…Try not to look at things so literally.”
“What?”
“Stop putting logic into everything. Don’t you ever just… you know,” the blonde struggled to find the right words, wrinkling his face as he tried to do so. “Stop and smell the flowers?”
Twisting his lip to the side, Reno propped himself up onto his elbows.
“Are you telling me to chill out, Blondie?”
“Don’t call me that.”
“I’ll call you whatever I want,” the redhead attempted to fight back lamely, once again letting himself drop back down to the soft grass.
“Seriously…” Cloud chimed. “Have you ever even wished on a star before?”
“…I try to avoid pouring my desires and fantasies into a giant cluster of gas.”
“You’re such an asshole,” Cloud growled dryly.
“I’m more of a realist,” Reno decided to - for whatever reason - explain himself. He sat up and draped his lanky arms over his boney knees in serious thought. “If you must know, I don’t leave my yearning for things in the hands of something childish like wishing.”
Somehow, it peeked Cloud’s interest and he, too, sat up.
“I’d rather put matters into my own hands,” the redhead continued. “If you want something, go for it. Don’t just sit there thinking about it - that's never gotten anyone anywhere.”
“Wow, didn’t know you could be so philosophical,” the blonde let a smirk take over his face.
“Fuck you,” Reno spouts instinctively, flipping easily onto his knees and shuffling over to the other boy, reaching out and taking a hold of the blonde’s shirt. “I’ll show you how it works.”
And suddenly Cloud’s shirt is discarded out of reach and his pants are yanked down to his knees, and he’s on his back on the ground with Reno hovering over him. Smirk and all. Swiftly, Reno shed his jacket and shirt and let them drop.
“What are you doing?”
“What do you mean, what am I doing?” Reno laughed playfully. “I want something and I’m going for it. See how much faster it is then waiting for gas balls to grant it to ya?”
“Shut up,” Cloud tried to snarl, but Reno dived down to lap at his ear lobe, turning his growling into a short mewl. His fingers threaded in the grass and his head rolled to the side to allow Reno easier access. Reno’s mouth was like a warm ghost against the shell of his ear, so it was easy to hear his deep and airy chuckle. Cloud couldn’t help but moan when Reno took his earring between his teeth and tugged lightly. It felt good and hurt at the same time, like a massage on knotted muscles. A smile flowered over his lips as he let Reno plant feather light kisses over his pulse and everywhere sensitive. Strange, that Reno could be so hostile but now he was so…
“Ooouu…” he groaned hungrily, clutching at the dirt now. Why was he so good at this..?
“Get ready, hot stuff,” Reno grumbled seemingly to himself, unbuckling his own belt and tossing it aside, gripping the blonde’s slender hips and positioning himself as he saw fit.
“Oh Gaia…”
Reno smirked; “I’ll take that as a yeah…”
The ex-soldier didn’t want to argue, didn’t want to risk ending whatever this was. He braced himself, waiting and expecting it when Reno drilled his cock into him with a noticeable sense of authority. And once he realized he was able to get away with it, he repeated the process, pumping at an uneven but quick pace, nails digging into Cloud’s flesh to keep them from sliding anywhere. Right away Cloud could tell that Reno enjoyed the power he had.
Body quaking in a sudden need, Cloud swung his legs up to wrap tightly around Reno’s waist, nearly pulling the redhead down and breaking his rhythm. Green eyes narrow moodily, biting his bottom lip in concentration.
“Ah damn - Reno!”
Cloud’s legs reflexively pulled and Reno finally fell forward, mashing their bodies together like a blanket of warmth to both of them, velvet skin against silk skin, and Cloud moaned again.
Reno, figuring that he should make the best of things while he was down there, latched his lips around a hard nub while he was still inside the blonde. Cloud, overwhelmed with ecstasy, gasped strangely as the heat swept over him. Reno’s suckling was short lived and he was easily bored of it, so he roamed quickly up to Cloud’s collarbone, then his jaw, then he pulled away and started to thrust again.
“See, Strife?” Reno smirked through his panting, pulling out quickly when he was done, leaving Cloud’s legs feeling sore and wet when they fell to the ground. But it was at that moment he decided he was okay with that feeling. “Wishes really do come true. Just as long as you take initiative.”
Cloud let himself sink into the soft soil and the breeze lick his heated flesh.
“Ok…” he grumbled when he was able to gather his breath, watching the Turk pull his pants back up but leave them unbuttoned, and collapse next to him. “Tell me more.”
“What?”
“Teach me more. I want to know how you do other things.”
That only made the Turk laugh; who knew Cloud Strife had that kind of streak in him? And oh the possibilities. He gave the blonde a look that asked him if he really meant what he was saying, and wondered if Cloud knew he had just sparked his creative side.
“I dunno. What else do you do besides wishing?”