the final fantasy anonymous kink meme

[shanaqui]

I have made this post public again despite leaving LJ to allow people to save their own fics, etc.

Since this kind of thing seems to be spreading LJ-wide, I thought it was time we had one. ;) The original, I believe, is the Bleach Kink Meme, and there's a master list of others here. ;)

So...
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“Fuck off, brat,” Reno cursed, only causing Rude to tighten his grip. “Somebody should do it to you for once ‘stead of lettin’ you keep thinkin’ you run shit- ‘s bullshit.”

Rufus just laughed, fingers working at the buttons of the enraged redhead’s shirt as Rude restrained him. Reno furiously tried to struggle, but his lover wouldn’t allow him so much as even the smallest advantage.

“Use your tie on his wrists, Turk,” Rufus ordered, “but take his shirt off first. I’m sure he doesn’t have another clean one for afterwards.”

Rude did as ordered, pulling the black garment from his neck and securing it around the redhead’s wrists after relieving him of his dress shirt. Reno could only manage a high-pitched whine, squirming against the arm around his waist as Rufus moved to work at the zipper of his pants. His plan to get back at Rufus for the incessant paging had backfired, rendering him tied up, half-naked, and in line for one hell of a paddling later that evening.

And he was pissed.

Rufus grabbed the tie between his wrists and led him to the couch, shoving him down just hard enough to prove who was in charge. Aqua eyes flashed with anger, and the teen could only straddle the now-nude Turk’s legs while laughing.

“Rude’s going to beat your butt when you two get home, I bet. You’ll be crying and begging him to stop, won’t you…all because you got mad at your boss’s innocent son,” Rufus mocked, rocking forward against Reno’s groin. “Really, I just wanted to have a little fun with you two- my father’s gone and I can’t get a hold of his assistant, otherwise I’d be out spending his money. But you had to go and ruin it for all three of us- I didn’t want you tied up, you don’t want to be tied up, and Rude doesn’t want to have to keep holding you in place. That’s not very nice, Reno, and I don’t appreciate it.”

Rude watched the exchange between his lover and his boss closely, interested in exactly how far Rufus would push before Reno completely snapped. Despite the decade-plus difference between their ages- Rufus at fourteen, Reno at twenty-five- the similarities between their actions were slightly unnerving. Rufus should have been acting like the typical child his age- discovering the box of skin mags underneath his dad’s bed, feeling the need to rub one out almost every single second of the day, and wondering how to ask out that cute girl in his history class- not getting two highly-trained personal bodyguards to do something like this.

When Rude heard Reno’s yelps of “quit that or I’m telling”, he figured it couldn’t hurt for Reno to act his age too.

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“Quit arguing. Use your mouths for something productive,” Rude warned, tugging firmly at Reno’s ponytail. Rude grabbed Rufus by the waist and pulled him off the redhead- fingers tucked into the waistband of his boxers and drew them down to expose the young teen’s slender dick. Rufus was already sporting a half-erection, the head pointing directly at his navel and starting to show the first signs of swelling. Rude had to take a moment to survey the vice president’s body- blond hair (never out of place- Reno would love to be the one to change that), piercing ice blue eyes, the faintest hint of blush across his cheeks, and the tiniest bit of baby fat (in all the right places) made him absolutely perfect.

“Touch me, Rude,” Rufus whined, hands moving to the large Turk’s zipper. Rude snatched the teen up by the back of his neck (much like a mother cat moves her kittens) and deposited him atop Reno, who had since been attempting to free himself from his restraints. Rufus’s eyes went wide as he fell face-down between Reno’s legs- he had counted on being able to control the redhead, but hadn’t expected Rude to take charge instead. There would be no demands made of the larger man- Rufus knew when he was beat and reluctantly accepted the fact that his little game was now being run by someone else.

“You asked for it,” Rude replied, beginning to strip off his own shirt and pants, surveying the scene on the couch in front of him. Reno, arms stretched above his head, wrists bound, face flushed from multiple unsuccessful escape attempts, and Rufus, kneeling over Reno’s chest with his face buried next to the redhead’s erect dick and his smooth, teenaged ass in the air. Many times Rufus had been told that the Turks were effective; although he had never seen it in action during their field missions, he was now getting a first-hand experience.

No, he wasn’t complaining.

“Suck each other. I’ll find something to do,” Rude ordered, stroking Reno’s shaft and guiding it into the vice president’s mouth. “Keep that ass in the air for me, got it?”

Rufus only nodded and began bobbing his head on Reno’s cock, gagging a little as he tried to take the entire length. Reno leaned his head up between Rufus’s legs and took the boy’s half-limp shaft in his mouth, easily swallowing it and running his tongue along the head to elicit a sharp gasp from the blond. Rufus (having an obvious lack of experience- it wasn’t like he could swallow hotdogs whole or anything) was more slobber than tongue, yet Reno didn’t balk because he’d had much worse from drunken slum girls in any number of alleyways-

except slum girls knew better than to use teeth.

Reno couldn’t see anything that Rude was doing, but whatever it was, it made Rufus bite down hard enough to hurt, then let out a long, low hiss. Upon looking up, Reno noticed a familiar tattooed arm helping to push a pair of rough, thick fingers against the blond’s smooth ass- Rude was stroking himself with the other hand while watching. Reno could feel Rufus’s soft hand moving along his length as he teased the tip, and returned the favor by flicking his tongue against Rufus hard enough to make the boy cry out.

Rufus shivered pleasantly as Rude began to apply a cold, sticky substance to his upturned ass; goosebumps began to form on his arms as the bald Turk prodded and poked at his hole, working two fingers in through the tight ring of muscle. The teen knew that his Turks would never intentionally cause him pain and that what he did feel would only be temporary, yet was surprised at how ultimately gentle the two men responsible for death, destruction, and intimidation could be. Reno, for once, was actually taking his time, making sure his tongue hit all the right spots as he lapped at Rufus’s leaking prick. Rude’s large hands, usually known for their ability to snap necks like toothpicks, pressed fingers deep into the young blond’s body with gentle strokes.

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Rufus answered Rude’s touches with encouraging gasps, begging the taller man to keep going without even having to say a word. Both Turks were quiet, opting to remain noiseless in favor of listening to the boy’s fevered responses to Rude’s fingers in his ass and Reno’s mouth tight around his dick. The redheaded Turk let out a low hum in his throat, resonating against Rufus just as his partner tugged his fingers out of the blond’s body, causing his moans to change to a pathetic whine. Rufus protested the lack of stimulation and raised his head from between the redhead’s legs to voice his discontent.

“Ruuude,” he whined, pausing to lap a drop of precum off the head of Reno’s cock. “I didn’t tell you to stop. Come on- hey!”

Reno didn’t have to look up to know what had happened- thanks to the familiar sound of Rude’s hand meeting bare ass (a sound he didn’t particularly like, especially after last month’s incident with Rude’s leather couch and a cigarette), he could tell that his lover was getting tired of being told what to do. The bald Turk’s heavy hand fell sharply on the teen’s pale skin, and Rufus whimpered softly every time. Reno knew from experience that Rude wasn’t hitting him hard enough to hurt a lot- only hard enough to get his attention- and Reno turned Rufus’s cries into pleas by his tongue’s special attention to the slit in his cock.

Rude’s trigger-calloused fingers spread Rufus’s ass wide as he wedged his thick shaft between the teen’s pink cheeks, earning a demanding hiss from the boy as he pushed into his body. Rufus slipped his mouth back onto the redhead, bobbing his head in time with Rude’s thrusts and letting out a sharp gasp as the Turk’s hands moved to grip his hips. Reno swallowed the teen’s entire cock and sucked, running his tongue over the head while his lover forced Rufus’s hips down. Rude found the young blond’s spot and prodded against it, causing the boy to arch up and rock against Reno’s face while letting out a surprised “oh”.

Reno mumbled something against Rufus as their bodies were pressed together, fully aware that the blond wasn’t going to last much longer. It wasn’t his fault- this was probably the first time he’d ever done this much with anyone (and Reno hoped that if it wasn’t that Tseng was the responsible party- not anyone else in his Daddy’s braintrust) and he was getting one hell of a fuck. Reno could write a thesis on all the ways Rude was good in bed, and being that the vice president was sandwiched between them he was sure that his lover wasn’t even daring to disappoint.

Rude confirmed his suspicions by pressing into the teen harder, and Rufus let out a half-yelp, half-whimper just as the older man shoved his head back down onto Reno. The blond gagged a little, but let Rude’s thick fingers entwine in his hair and guide his head along the redhead’s erection. (Rude wasn’t about to let his partner go unsatisfied- not now, not ever.) Reno gasped and arched his back as best as he could, his breath hot on Rufus’s skin.

Rufus let out a delightful little shiver before releasing into Reno’s mouth- the redhead swallowed it easily, moving his head out of the way just as the teen fell limp against him, body still in spasms from Rude’s presence inside him. The bald Turk delivered a few more rough thrusts, then grunted as he finished inside the young vice president. Reno felt hands undoing the tie at his wrists, and rolled out from under Rufus when he was able to move again.

“You can wait. We should go,” Rude said, lightly kissing his partner’s flushed lips. “I promise I’ll make it up to you- get dressed.”

Reno/Rude/Rufus, 6/6 (I forget titles, okay?)

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Rude disappeared into the bedroom with Rufus in his arms- Reno nodded slightly, throwing his suit back on after stealing a handful of imported candy from the dish on the end table and stuffing a few in his mouth. As usual, there wasn’t time to mess with the tie or tucking his shirt in- it was on, he was dressed, and fuck Tseng if he had anything to say about it. His lips met Rude’s again when he returned, delivering a flurry of quick kisses as the taller man dressed himself.

“’m hungry, baby,” complained the redhead, tracing the outline of his partner’s collarbone through the crisp white fabric. “That burger joint across the street okay with you?”

Rude nodded and the couple started towards the elevator, leaving two radios (one with batteries, one without) sitting on the table.

They’d stop back to check on Rufus after dinner, anyways- he wouldn’t have to page them at all.