Reno hadn’t been quite himself these past several days either, not since the worst fear virus. It seemed to dig up certain feelings that, since becoming a Turk; he pushed down so deep that he forgot he even possessed them. It also made him think about things he’d rather not dwell too hard on, such as being necessary…which was stupid really as he was obviously more necessary that someone like Michael Trinity and of course he’d been around the longest…well apart from Tseng. He couldn’t help wondering if he wasn’t just trying to convince himself now
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Tseng jumped and turned when he heard the knock, cursing inwardly. It was very unusual for him to be caught unawares, and it only illustrated how distracted and preoccupied he was.
He looked at Reno standing in the doorway, and moved back to his desk, shuffling through the papers to put them back into order.
"No, I was just working on my report to the President," he said distractedly. "About Trinity's termination. Did you need something, Reno?"
He looked up and peered at the redhead with a bit of suspicion, borne largely from his feeling that Reno had probably caught him at something he would have rather he not see - brooding.
Reno had every intention of getting Tseng out of this office and into some fresh air, or someplace grungy, whichever came first. He was even presentable today and he’d put on cologne too, not the cheap stuff he normally got, Rufus no longer tolerated the stuff in their shared space-it offended his sensibilities. The president seemed to be taking a greater interest in the redhead's overall taste and to some degree tried to instill a bit of his own within the Turk. Reno was mildly cooperative, he didn’t mind certain things, but there was one thing he wouldn’t bend on and that was his sense of style
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Tseng blinked when Reno dropped his chin onto his shoulder. He craned his neck to look at him, and caught a glimpse of the puppy eyes. They were effective enough, even with Reno's colouring.
He shuffled the papers a little bit again. "I know it's not terribly urgent, but Rufus did ask me to give him a report," he said stubbornly.
"However." He shoved the papers into a folder. "It doesn't have to be done tonight, I suppose. If you need something."
Reno wasn’t going to lie, he was actually kind of glad Tseng was giving him control of the reigns, mostly due to the fact that he was trying to make the other man feel good. It also meant they could get right down to business, of course he had no intention of going ahead and fucking his boss-there would be plenty of preparation and enough passion to make Tseng’s head spin. Reno found himself groaning softly into the ear he was diligently sucking on as fingers raked down his back, not hard enough to cause pain, but it was just enough to send a tingle rippling down Reno’s spine
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Tseng definitely want to draw this out for a while. The longer Reno did that thing with his teeth and rocked his hips against the growing bulge in his own jeans, the longer Tseng had before he'd start thinking again.
He shuddered with pleasure, his skin jumping under Reno's mouth as the redhead moved under his shirt. Then he gasped and dug his fingers in a little as Reno latched into one of his nipples. It hardened instantly in Reno's mouth.
"Reno..." he moaned, letting his head drop back against the mattress as he arched his back greedily. His hands cupped Reno's ass and brought him down against him as he rocked upwards.
Reno was happy to oblige Tseng, if he wanted a little more friction he was going to give it and he achieved this by grinding and smashing their hips together in an effort to crush their encaged arousals against one another. Reno smiled against the flushed skin before nibbling his way across to his companion’s other nipple. He enjoyed the pleasured sounds coming from Tseng in that rich voice of his, smooth as silk
( ... )
One of the nice things about sleeping with Reno from time to time was that he was really good at what he did. Tseng writhed under Reno's weight as the redhead feasted on his skin, and he let out a groan of relief as he felt the zipper part and his pants beginning to be tugged down.
But Reno didn't free his cock from the tight jeans at all. On the contrary, he seemed somehow to trap it even more, the pressure only increasing on the sensitive shaft. Only the head was open to the air, and Reno began to lick at it like it was a particularly tasty lollipop.
Well, one thing was certain, Tseng wasn't thinking anymore. He bit down on a cry of mingled frustration and pleasure, and curled his fingers in Reno's scarlet hair, shuddering and gasping at the torturous sensations.
Had Reno liked sweets-like candy and lollipops-that would very aptly describe how into licking Tseng he was. The young redhead was getting a thrill from his companion’s stifled cries and turbulent shuddering. He rolled his tongue against the head of his boss’s arousal once more before changing his position so that he could focus on Tseng’s entrapped length, attacking the jean clad flesh with his teeth. He made sure not to sink his teeth in too hard, but just enough for the other Turk to feel it. After a few moments he pulled himself upright, but not before disentangling himself from Tseng’s fingers. He observed with some satisfaction the wet stain his saliva had left behind on Tseng’s jeans. He also gave himself a moment to take in the other Turk who was gasping and writhing in his discomfort. In a moment of mercy he finally rid his companion of his pants and underwear, “bet that feels good, huh?”
Tseng began to voice soft cries of frustration and arousal by the time Reno finally pulled the jeans and underwear away. He bucked as the fabric slid over his over-heated skin and gasped, his fingers tightening in Reno's hair.
"Yes...god, Reno..." He was scarcely even aware of what he was saying by this point. "Don't stop..."
Reno didn’t have a problem following that order and once he rid Tseng of his pants he immediately began working on his shirt. He took his time hiking the fabric up over his boss’s head and letting it drop in a rumpled pile with the other’s forgotten pants, underwear and Reno’s shirt. Reno then proceeded to give his own arousal a little breathing room, snapping the buttons to his jeans and yanking the zipper down. He was ready to burst out of his own clothing, his arousal mostly exposed and something his bikini briefs didn’t have enough material to hide. Of course looking at Tseng didn’t help much, “I like it when ya lose control,” Reno mused out loud, “roll on your belly…hips up.”
Tseng watched this operation with impatience in his dark eyes. He felt a little silly lying here with no clothes on, and it helped when Reno shucked his own pants and he could see the flushed arousal pushing out of his bikini briefs.
It looked terribly uncomfortable to him.
The order took him by surprise, and he hesitated, a flush coming to his cheeks. The idea of being fucked from behind like that was...definitely undignified. But his cock gave a twitch at the thought, and he rolled over onto his stomach with a groan.
Hair falling into his eyes, he parted his legs and drew his knees up, sticking his ass in the air.
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He looked at Reno standing in the doorway, and moved back to his desk, shuffling through the papers to put them back into order.
"No, I was just working on my report to the President," he said distractedly. "About Trinity's termination. Did you need something, Reno?"
He looked up and peered at the redhead with a bit of suspicion, borne largely from his feeling that Reno had probably caught him at something he would have rather he not see - brooding.
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He shuffled the papers a little bit again. "I know it's not terribly urgent, but Rufus did ask me to give him a report," he said stubbornly.
"However." He shoved the papers into a folder. "It doesn't have to be done tonight, I suppose. If you need something."
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He shuddered with pleasure, his skin jumping under Reno's mouth as the redhead moved under his shirt. Then he gasped and dug his fingers in a little as Reno latched into one of his nipples. It hardened instantly in Reno's mouth.
"Reno..." he moaned, letting his head drop back against the mattress as he arched his back greedily. His hands cupped Reno's ass and brought him down against him as he rocked upwards.
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But Reno didn't free his cock from the tight jeans at all. On the contrary, he seemed somehow to trap it even more, the pressure only increasing on the sensitive shaft. Only the head was open to the air, and Reno began to lick at it like it was a particularly tasty lollipop.
Well, one thing was certain, Tseng wasn't thinking anymore. He bit down on a cry of mingled frustration and pleasure, and curled his fingers in Reno's scarlet hair, shuddering and gasping at the torturous sensations.
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"Yes...god, Reno..." He was scarcely even aware of what he was saying by this point. "Don't stop..."
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It looked terribly uncomfortable to him.
The order took him by surprise, and he hesitated, a flush coming to his cheeks. The idea of being fucked from behind like that was...definitely undignified. But his cock gave a twitch at the thought, and he rolled over onto his stomach with a groan.
Hair falling into his eyes, he parted his legs and drew his knees up, sticking his ass in the air.
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