Hazard Pay, Part 14
Hazard Pay
Part 14
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII, Advent Children
Pairing: main Reno/Cloud
Rating: NC-17 overall
Spoilers: references to events in the movie
Warnings: yaoi
Disclaimer: owned by Square Enix, not me
A/N: all previous parts can be found in my memories
Reno was relatively subdued when Vincent came silently down the stairs. Nearly half a bottle of fine, aged bourbon can do that. However, his brilliant eyes immediately locked on and tracked the gunman blending in the shadows. As soused as he was, Reno could still read something of a quiet satisfaction from Vincent's face. The tension between Reno's shoulders abruptly loosened.
"Hey, T. D., how's Cloud?" Reno slurred.
Vincent cocked a questioning eyebrow at Rude who only shrugged a shoulder and indicated he would tell Vincent later.
"It was the correct antidote. Cloud is much better. The fever is gone and the wound is finally healing rapidly. He wants a shower. I told him that was fine as soon as his shoulder was completely closed," Vincent said.
Reno shuddered all over, the fear that had been present ever since Cloud had been deliriously talking about Aeris singing finally leaving him completely. Cloud would be okay. Reno hadn't totally fucked his mission. Mission? Who the hell was he kidding? It was Cloud he was worried about, not Rufus' reaction to a blown mission. Gathering all the drunken sincerity he could muster, Reno stood before Vincent and attempted a bow that ended with him landing face first into Vincent's chest. Giving a darkly amused chuckle Vincent held Reno upright.
"Thank you," Reno said, surprisingly clearly.
Reno meandered his way to the stairs to see for himself that Cloud was okay. At the top he hesitated in the doorway to see the blond resting quietly. Cursing his new insecurity around Cloud, Reno hovered there until some noise he made roused Cloud.
"Reno? C' mere."
Reno shuffled towards the bed and literally dropped in a sprawl on the mattress to rest his head on Cloud's chest. Cloud wrinkled his nose at the strong alcohol fumes.
"By all the gods, Reno, did you drink the bar dry?"
Reno raised bleary, red-rimmed eyes.
"Vincent wouldn't let me stay. I was...I was..." Reno mumbled.
"Worried for me?" Cloud asked, then snickered. "Some tough Turk, you are."
Reno pushed himself into a wobbly sitting position.
"Oh, fuck you, Cloud. You were all ready to traipse off with the singing flower girl. Maybe Zack would have met you halfway," Reno sneered, not caring at the moment that it was a low blow. His own feelings were a bit bruised.
Cloud shoved him off the bed and stood shakily on his own feet. With a withering glare at the man on the floor he stepped into the bathroom and shut the door firmly. Reno slowly rewound the last thing he had said through his brain and groaned at his own ineptitude. He considered himself lucky Cloud hadn't felt like kicking his ass. Reno hauled himself to his feet and shut and locked Cloud's door. He shed his own clothes quickly and was glad to find that Cloud hadn't locked the bathroom door.
Reno slid aside the shower door to find Cloud just leaning against the tile holding his nearly healed arm. The scar was red and jagged, but all that encroaching blackness was gone. Cloud raised his head and glared at him from under dripping hair.
"What do you want now, Reno?"
"I've been sitting by your bed for nearly a full day and night. I could use a shower myself."
"You could have waited your turn," Cloud pointed out.
Reno shrugged. Hell with it. "I thought...you might need or want some help. You know, that arm is going to be kinda weak for a day or so."
"I doubt I'll be attacked in my own shower," Cloud jeered.
Reno blinked. "Aw, screw it. You wanna be a hard ass, fine with me. I've taken more shit from you in the past couple of weeks than I have from anyone. I don't need anymore." He wasn't even aware his tone dripped bitter disappointment.
Reno took one step when a hand closed over his arm. He looked back to see Cloud holding him, chewing on his bottom lip uncertainly. The unconscious gesture softened Reno towards the man once again. Without speaking, Reno closed the shower door and picked up the shampoo bottle to squirt some in his palms. He ran his hands through Cloud's hair and lathered gently. Cloud's eyes closed and he leaned into the gentle touch. While Cloud rinsed under the spray Reno quickly washed his own hair and soaped both their bodies. A telltale rise became apparent from both men.
Cloud's cheeks pinked and he started to open his mouth to say something, but Reno quickly spit out a mouthful of water and covered his lips. Cloud moaned into the kiss as Reno wrapped one hand around both soapy slick erections. He increased his grip and speed when Cloud threw his head back in a gasp and dragged his teeth down the offered throat. The brush with danger and death had them both on edge and it didn't take much effort on Reno's part to bring them both off. They leaned together in the shower, watching the water wash away the evidence and tried to catch their breath.
"Thank you." The words were spoken so lowly that Reno almost didn't hear them. "For staying with me, that is," Cloud clarified. "You're still an ass for not telling me in the first place."
Reno chuckled and led the way from the shower. He attacked Cloud's hair with a towel until he looked like an indignant chocobo chick, all fluffy with a cute scowl. Cloud swatted his hands away and tried to bring some spiky order to his hair. In the bedroom Reno was glad to see that Rude had thought to bring him a duffle of clothes. Ignoring it, he chose to pull a naked Cloud into the bed with him and snuggle close.
"Tomorrow we'll go kick some serious ass," Reno mouthed against Cloud's ear.
"And tonight?" Cloud asked, squirming a little from the flicking of a tongue over his ear lobe.
Reno grinned wickedly. "Tonight I'm going to make sure you sleep really soundly."
Cloud planted a palm on Reno chest. "Think so?"
"Is that a challenge?"
"Maybe," Cloud smiled.
Down in the bar Rude and Vincent were enjoying a quiet drink together. Every once in a while a thump and a muted yell filtered down to them. Vincent sighed and tucked his black hair back.
"Tomorrow we get to try to flush out the little terrorist group and they are upstairs having sex while Cloud is barely healed," Vincent said.
Rude raised his glass. "To the young and the senseless."
Vincent gifted his lover with a rare smile for the quip.
"So, what did Reno mean when he called me T. D.?"
Rude groaned and drew the tips of two fingers down his goatee.
"Somehow, I just knew you weren't going to let that one go."
Part 14
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII, Advent Children
Pairing: main Reno/Cloud
Rating: NC-17 overall
Spoilers: references to events in the movie
Warnings: yaoi
Disclaimer: owned by Square Enix, not me
A/N: all previous parts can be found in my memories
Reno was relatively subdued when Vincent came silently down the stairs. Nearly half a bottle of fine, aged bourbon can do that. However, his brilliant eyes immediately locked on and tracked the gunman blending in the shadows. As soused as he was, Reno could still read something of a quiet satisfaction from Vincent's face. The tension between Reno's shoulders abruptly loosened.
"Hey, T. D., how's Cloud?" Reno slurred.
Vincent cocked a questioning eyebrow at Rude who only shrugged a shoulder and indicated he would tell Vincent later.
"It was the correct antidote. Cloud is much better. The fever is gone and the wound is finally healing rapidly. He wants a shower. I told him that was fine as soon as his shoulder was completely closed," Vincent said.
Reno shuddered all over, the fear that had been present ever since Cloud had been deliriously talking about Aeris singing finally leaving him completely. Cloud would be okay. Reno hadn't totally fucked his mission. Mission? Who the hell was he kidding? It was Cloud he was worried about, not Rufus' reaction to a blown mission. Gathering all the drunken sincerity he could muster, Reno stood before Vincent and attempted a bow that ended with him landing face first into Vincent's chest. Giving a darkly amused chuckle Vincent held Reno upright.
"Thank you," Reno said, surprisingly clearly.
Reno meandered his way to the stairs to see for himself that Cloud was okay. At the top he hesitated in the doorway to see the blond resting quietly. Cursing his new insecurity around Cloud, Reno hovered there until some noise he made roused Cloud.
"Reno? C' mere."
Reno shuffled towards the bed and literally dropped in a sprawl on the mattress to rest his head on Cloud's chest. Cloud wrinkled his nose at the strong alcohol fumes.
"By all the gods, Reno, did you drink the bar dry?"
Reno raised bleary, red-rimmed eyes.
"Vincent wouldn't let me stay. I was...I was..." Reno mumbled.
"Worried for me?" Cloud asked, then snickered. "Some tough Turk, you are."
Reno pushed himself into a wobbly sitting position.
"Oh, fuck you, Cloud. You were all ready to traipse off with the singing flower girl. Maybe Zack would have met you halfway," Reno sneered, not caring at the moment that it was a low blow. His own feelings were a bit bruised.
Cloud shoved him off the bed and stood shakily on his own feet. With a withering glare at the man on the floor he stepped into the bathroom and shut the door firmly. Reno slowly rewound the last thing he had said through his brain and groaned at his own ineptitude. He considered himself lucky Cloud hadn't felt like kicking his ass. Reno hauled himself to his feet and shut and locked Cloud's door. He shed his own clothes quickly and was glad to find that Cloud hadn't locked the bathroom door.
Reno slid aside the shower door to find Cloud just leaning against the tile holding his nearly healed arm. The scar was red and jagged, but all that encroaching blackness was gone. Cloud raised his head and glared at him from under dripping hair.
"What do you want now, Reno?"
"I've been sitting by your bed for nearly a full day and night. I could use a shower myself."
"You could have waited your turn," Cloud pointed out.
Reno shrugged. Hell with it. "I thought...you might need or want some help. You know, that arm is going to be kinda weak for a day or so."
"I doubt I'll be attacked in my own shower," Cloud jeered.
Reno blinked. "Aw, screw it. You wanna be a hard ass, fine with me. I've taken more shit from you in the past couple of weeks than I have from anyone. I don't need anymore." He wasn't even aware his tone dripped bitter disappointment.
Reno took one step when a hand closed over his arm. He looked back to see Cloud holding him, chewing on his bottom lip uncertainly. The unconscious gesture softened Reno towards the man once again. Without speaking, Reno closed the shower door and picked up the shampoo bottle to squirt some in his palms. He ran his hands through Cloud's hair and lathered gently. Cloud's eyes closed and he leaned into the gentle touch. While Cloud rinsed under the spray Reno quickly washed his own hair and soaped both their bodies. A telltale rise became apparent from both men.
Cloud's cheeks pinked and he started to open his mouth to say something, but Reno quickly spit out a mouthful of water and covered his lips. Cloud moaned into the kiss as Reno wrapped one hand around both soapy slick erections. He increased his grip and speed when Cloud threw his head back in a gasp and dragged his teeth down the offered throat. The brush with danger and death had them both on edge and it didn't take much effort on Reno's part to bring them both off. They leaned together in the shower, watching the water wash away the evidence and tried to catch their breath.
"Thank you." The words were spoken so lowly that Reno almost didn't hear them. "For staying with me, that is," Cloud clarified. "You're still an ass for not telling me in the first place."
Reno chuckled and led the way from the shower. He attacked Cloud's hair with a towel until he looked like an indignant chocobo chick, all fluffy with a cute scowl. Cloud swatted his hands away and tried to bring some spiky order to his hair. In the bedroom Reno was glad to see that Rude had thought to bring him a duffle of clothes. Ignoring it, he chose to pull a naked Cloud into the bed with him and snuggle close.
"Tomorrow we'll go kick some serious ass," Reno mouthed against Cloud's ear.
"And tonight?" Cloud asked, squirming a little from the flicking of a tongue over his ear lobe.
Reno grinned wickedly. "Tonight I'm going to make sure you sleep really soundly."
Cloud planted a palm on Reno chest. "Think so?"
"Is that a challenge?"
"Maybe," Cloud smiled.
Down in the bar Rude and Vincent were enjoying a quiet drink together. Every once in a while a thump and a muted yell filtered down to them. Vincent sighed and tucked his black hair back.
"Tomorrow we get to try to flush out the little terrorist group and they are upstairs having sex while Cloud is barely healed," Vincent said.
Rude raised his glass. "To the young and the senseless."
Vincent gifted his lover with a rare smile for the quip.
"So, what did Reno mean when he called me T. D.?"
Rude groaned and drew the tips of two fingers down his goatee.
"Somehow, I just knew you weren't going to let that one go."