[FIC] FF7: Voiceless
Random drabble that came to me in the middle of procrastinating. And it's not smut. Not totally, at least.
Dedicated to ponderosa121 because it just happened that today's her birthday, even though I have no idea of it until... 5 minutes ago. -blink-
Voiceless
Pairing: Rufus/Reno
Rating: R/M
Words: 451
Summary: ‘Reno was his voice.’
Hands dug into scarlet hair, almost but not quite as red as blood. A soft mouth descended on his, as harsh and demanding as its owner. Teeth scraped his skin, along his pulse and all he could do was to gasp, throwing his head back in a sign of submission. There was only one man whom Reno would submit to.
Blue eyes stared impassively into green, expression schooled as always. Rufus Shinra had never lost control, and he had no want or need to start now. White teeth, gleaming against pink lips, nipped at the scarred skin. Baby-soft hands ran over every scar, inspecting them with an almost clinical indifference that was belied by the urgency in the touches. They communicated not by words, but by touches and kisses and actions.
Reno had never held himself back, letting his body voice his pleasure even as his mouth was plundered. He had never found a need to, for he was always allowed to show whatever he felt. There was no need to hide with Rufus Shinra, for he already knew your every secret. With one glance of ice-blue eyes, he knew everything about you. Reno, unlike many others, enjoyed the scrutiny.
Rufus had always remained silent, holding himself back even when everyone else had let go of control. He was not just anybody. He was Rufus Shinra. He could never release himself completely, for he was watched by the world. Reno was his voice, his moans and gasps and cries filling the gap that Rufus’s silence had left. He envied him for having the freedom to do and say whatever he wanted, but he had never expressed the thought.
He bit his lip and closed his eyes as he sank into a tight, clenching heat, barely daring to breathe in case he cried out. Leaning down, he kissed Reno, plundering the plush lips and warm mouth to prevent himself from making a sound. Reno had no such qualms, moaning wantonly as he was filled. As Rufus started to thrust, fast and deep as Reno had always wanted, the soft moans turned into harsh gasps as he fought for air and his vision swam.
They came together, Reno with an incoherent shout, Rufus as silent as ever. His grip on Reno’s hips, however, expressed his pleasure far better than anything words would have done. Falling asleep, Reno drew Rufus to his side, arms circling him almost to protect him from the world. Rufus did not protest, merely leaning his head in to his protector’s shoulder, breath tickling his throat.
They remained in the same position until morning, when the first rays of dawn touched the two figures sleeping on the bed, waking them.
Dedicated to ponderosa121 because it just happened that today's her birthday, even though I have no idea of it until... 5 minutes ago. -blink-
Voiceless
Pairing: Rufus/Reno
Rating: R/M
Words: 451
Summary: ‘Reno was his voice.’
Hands dug into scarlet hair, almost but not quite as red as blood. A soft mouth descended on his, as harsh and demanding as its owner. Teeth scraped his skin, along his pulse and all he could do was to gasp, throwing his head back in a sign of submission. There was only one man whom Reno would submit to.
Blue eyes stared impassively into green, expression schooled as always. Rufus Shinra had never lost control, and he had no want or need to start now. White teeth, gleaming against pink lips, nipped at the scarred skin. Baby-soft hands ran over every scar, inspecting them with an almost clinical indifference that was belied by the urgency in the touches. They communicated not by words, but by touches and kisses and actions.
Reno had never held himself back, letting his body voice his pleasure even as his mouth was plundered. He had never found a need to, for he was always allowed to show whatever he felt. There was no need to hide with Rufus Shinra, for he already knew your every secret. With one glance of ice-blue eyes, he knew everything about you. Reno, unlike many others, enjoyed the scrutiny.
Rufus had always remained silent, holding himself back even when everyone else had let go of control. He was not just anybody. He was Rufus Shinra. He could never release himself completely, for he was watched by the world. Reno was his voice, his moans and gasps and cries filling the gap that Rufus’s silence had left. He envied him for having the freedom to do and say whatever he wanted, but he had never expressed the thought.
He bit his lip and closed his eyes as he sank into a tight, clenching heat, barely daring to breathe in case he cried out. Leaning down, he kissed Reno, plundering the plush lips and warm mouth to prevent himself from making a sound. Reno had no such qualms, moaning wantonly as he was filled. As Rufus started to thrust, fast and deep as Reno had always wanted, the soft moans turned into harsh gasps as he fought for air and his vision swam.
They came together, Reno with an incoherent shout, Rufus as silent as ever. His grip on Reno’s hips, however, expressed his pleasure far better than anything words would have done. Falling asleep, Reno drew Rufus to his side, arms circling him almost to protect him from the world. Rufus did not protest, merely leaning his head in to his protector’s shoulder, breath tickling his throat.
They remained in the same position until morning, when the first rays of dawn touched the two figures sleeping on the bed, waking them.