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Title: December 26, 2008: TsengxReno
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII.
Warnings: Slutty Reno and almost smut.
Summary: My Reno=slut usually, so there are times when it’s hard to keep it PG-rated. This is not PG-rated.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the concept.
Written for December 26, 2008, in celebration of the year ending/Christmas.
Written for Suki/Uzumaki Naruto.
Prompt: Reno tries to distract Tseng from paperwork.
Tseng frowned down at the stack of mission reports and item requests on the desk before him, twirling his pen around his fingers as he tried to find a polite way to phrase ‘not a snowball’s chance in hell’ to Rude’s request that their coffee machines be switched to decaf without using that exact wording. He nearly jumped out of his skin when a pale, slender hand slammed onto the desk right next to his coffee cup. He blinked, gaze travelling up the blue clad arm to meet a pair of mischievously glittering green eyes.
“Reno.” He said in a warning tone, trying to convey that he was not in the mood for whatever nonsense the redhead had planned. Said troublemaker just grinned at him, drawing a small, square object out of his pocket. Tseng only glanced at it long enough to identify that it was not a condom packet and then he turned back to his paperwork.
He could practically hear Reno pouting because the square object had not received the response he wanted from him. He was not willing to look up, because he knew that if he did look up, he would be caught in the redhead’s trap, which would probably take all night, or all week, depending on what he had planned. However, Tseng really had to finish filling out the appropriate sections of these reports, or Rufus would have his head in the morning.
Suddenly Reno shoved the object directly beneath his nose, forcing him to look at it and identify it as a very compromising picture of Sephiroth and himself tangled in a very intimate position. Tseng sighed and pushed away his paperwork, glaring up at the now smugly grinning man.
“What do you want now?” He demanded, scowling at the chuckling redhead who was now twirling the photograph around like a flag. He scowled. “And put that away before someone walks in and sees it.”
Reno leaned back against his desk, leering down at him. “What do you say you and I have a little...” He paused for effect, wiggling his eyebrows. “...fun in the bathrooms?” Tseng stared at him.
“Reno....I am not having sex with you on company time.”
“Damn.”
Prompt: Tseng gets back at Reno for slacking off.
Reno gasped as Tseng’s fingers slid into him and pressed hard on that one spot that always made his thighs tremble and his knees go weak. Tseng smirked against the skin of his throat, pressing as sucking kiss there as Reno gasped again and writhed on his fingers, spreading his legs even wider when he added another finger. After a couple minutes of stretching, and with the addition of yet another finger, Tseng rolled them over, slipping his fingers free of Reno’s body.
The redhead panted down at him, staring in the general direction of his face with pleasure glazed eyes. “Why’d you stop?” He demanded, shifting so his ass was pressing down on Tseng’s rather sizable erection. The Wutaiian man groaned, eyes shutting as he thrust his hips up against Reno’s. Reno let out an answering moan, shifting again for easier access.
Tseng wound a hand in Reno’s hair, yanking his face down near his lips as he used his other hand to position the other. “If you want it, work for it. I’m not letting you slack off here like you do everywhere else.” He growled in the younger man’s ear as he guided the redhead into impaling himself. Reno shuddered, and without pause, went to work.
Late as hell, but totally worth it.
Tseng makes me giggle.
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII.
Warnings: Slutty Reno and almost smut.
Summary: My Reno=slut usually, so there are times when it’s hard to keep it PG-rated. This is not PG-rated.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the concept.
Written for December 26, 2008, in celebration of the year ending/Christmas.
Written for Suki/Uzumaki Naruto.
Prompt: Reno tries to distract Tseng from paperwork.
Tseng frowned down at the stack of mission reports and item requests on the desk before him, twirling his pen around his fingers as he tried to find a polite way to phrase ‘not a snowball’s chance in hell’ to Rude’s request that their coffee machines be switched to decaf without using that exact wording. He nearly jumped out of his skin when a pale, slender hand slammed onto the desk right next to his coffee cup. He blinked, gaze travelling up the blue clad arm to meet a pair of mischievously glittering green eyes.
“Reno.” He said in a warning tone, trying to convey that he was not in the mood for whatever nonsense the redhead had planned. Said troublemaker just grinned at him, drawing a small, square object out of his pocket. Tseng only glanced at it long enough to identify that it was not a condom packet and then he turned back to his paperwork.
He could practically hear Reno pouting because the square object had not received the response he wanted from him. He was not willing to look up, because he knew that if he did look up, he would be caught in the redhead’s trap, which would probably take all night, or all week, depending on what he had planned. However, Tseng really had to finish filling out the appropriate sections of these reports, or Rufus would have his head in the morning.
Suddenly Reno shoved the object directly beneath his nose, forcing him to look at it and identify it as a very compromising picture of Sephiroth and himself tangled in a very intimate position. Tseng sighed and pushed away his paperwork, glaring up at the now smugly grinning man.
“What do you want now?” He demanded, scowling at the chuckling redhead who was now twirling the photograph around like a flag. He scowled. “And put that away before someone walks in and sees it.”
Reno leaned back against his desk, leering down at him. “What do you say you and I have a little...” He paused for effect, wiggling his eyebrows. “...fun in the bathrooms?” Tseng stared at him.
“Reno....I am not having sex with you on company time.”
“Damn.”
Prompt: Tseng gets back at Reno for slacking off.
Reno gasped as Tseng’s fingers slid into him and pressed hard on that one spot that always made his thighs tremble and his knees go weak. Tseng smirked against the skin of his throat, pressing as sucking kiss there as Reno gasped again and writhed on his fingers, spreading his legs even wider when he added another finger. After a couple minutes of stretching, and with the addition of yet another finger, Tseng rolled them over, slipping his fingers free of Reno’s body.
The redhead panted down at him, staring in the general direction of his face with pleasure glazed eyes. “Why’d you stop?” He demanded, shifting so his ass was pressing down on Tseng’s rather sizable erection. The Wutaiian man groaned, eyes shutting as he thrust his hips up against Reno’s. Reno let out an answering moan, shifting again for easier access.
Tseng wound a hand in Reno’s hair, yanking his face down near his lips as he used his other hand to position the other. “If you want it, work for it. I’m not letting you slack off here like you do everywhere else.” He growled in the younger man’s ear as he guided the redhead into impaling himself. Reno shuddered, and without pause, went to work.
Late as hell, but totally worth it.
Tseng makes me giggle.
