the final fantasy anonymous kink meme
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...
The Final Fantasy Anonymous Kink MemeWhat is it? It's ( Read more... )
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...
The Final Fantasy Anonymous Kink MemeWhat is it? It's ( Read more... )
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Rufus is shota-age and in need of a good spit roasting. Rufus is not only consensual but the willing instigator/seducer too.
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“Okay, you gotta tell me if I overreacted here.”
“Fix your tie.”
Reno shot the big man a dubious look as he reached up to tighten the knot. “You know, I could really do with some sympathy here. I'm having, like, a real emotional crisis.”
The long hallway was silent save for the click of their shoes on the tiles, but Rude grinned broadly, his teeth starkly white against the shadows on his dark skin, and Reno figured that was good enough. “So this girl I've been seeing, you know, I told you I totally love her but she keeps fucking around with her ex?”
“You were gonna kill him.”
“Yeah, that guy, I know I told you. Anyway, I been begging and begging her not to do anything with him anymore, and she said she wasn't, so I'm like, awesome! But she keeps going out on Saturdays, says she's seeing her friends, girl's night out, you know, they paint their toenails and smoke tampons or whatever it is they do. I'm like, whatever, you gotta have friends, I don't need to be in your pocket all the time, go do your thing!
“But, ( ... )
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Reno shot him a sidelong glance. “You know, man, it'd be really easy to get the impression that you were being all sarcastic about this, and I really don't need that right now.”
A slight lift of Rude's bulky shoulders. “What am I supposed to say?”
“I mean, I didn't, like, beat her up or anything.” He frowned, thinking. “I did grab her by the hair, but that was only after she started beating her head on the window.”
Rude turned his head to regard his partner for the first time, eyes inscrutable behind his ever-present shades. “What?”
Reno shrugged. “Yeah, she does that when we're fighting, she'll bash her head on stuff so I'll be, you know, sympathetic, get her to stop hurting herself. I wasn't in the mood for all of that sweet-talk shit, though, so I just yanked her back.”
Rude gave a short bark of laughter. “Oh, man.”
“What? I mean, seriously, what, am I supposed to just sit there and let her brain herself?”
“You know, I was getting ready to get all mad at you about this, but you know what? You need to ( ... )
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“Hang on a sec!” a young voice called from the depths of the apartment, and a moment later Rufus Shinra appeared, fresh from the shower, his loose pajamas clinging to wet patches of skin, his blond hair swaying in damp tendrils about his face. He was in that awkward phase of hair growth, just enough to get in the way, not enough to actually do anything with. Reno could empathize; he had been in that stage himself when he had finally said “fuck it!” and clipped his bangs short, letting the tail grow as it would. “What's up?”
“Same old, same old,” Reno responded amiably. Rude, having finished twitching curtains aside and peering under furniture, made his way back to the rest of the apartment to satisfy himself that no assassins lurked there. “You know how it goes. You still hitting them books?”
Rufus grinned and gestured toward the piles covering the desk in the corner, nearly obscured beneath a mound of loose papers. “You know it.” Reno ambled over, and attempted reading the title of one upside down.
“Macroeconomics: A ( ... )
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So he sat.
Rude still hadn't reappeared, so he was probably looking at the surveillance stuff on the kid's computer; it was a little unnerving, knowing that a teenage boy had access to pretty much every useful piece of information within a mile's radius, but it sure made keeping an eye on things convenient when they were on duty here. He'd probably be awhile; Rude was clever at that kind of thing, liked to spend a lot of time poring over the stats and data and records. You'd never ever guess it to look at him, or even to listen to him-getting that guy to talk was like blood from a stone-but he was a pretty good guy to have at your back.
So he sat some more.
You learned to... well, not tune out, precisely, but to twist the knob a little bit so the station was coming in a little fuzzy, just enough so you were aware of it, but not so much it really intruded on you too much. Kind of like meditating, he supposed, though he figured the lamas back home would be pretty pissed to hear him sitting on his ass compared to their ( ... )
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“Yeah.” Reno waited for Rufus to elaborate, but the kid merely regarded him with a flat, unreadable stare that he had no shame in admitting gave him the creeps. Sure, he was a nice enough kid, but if he ever really took it into his head to make it happen, he could have Reno disappeared without a trace. Not that he ever would, necessarily, but sometimes dealing with a teenage boy that could buy and sell you a billion times over was a little unnerving.
Rufus shrugged, settling back against the arm of the sofa. “So what do you do for fun?”
“Uh, me? Ah, you know, stuff. I'm not really that exciting. I just kind of hang around.”
“Have you got a girlfriend?”
“Yeah. Well, kinda. We just had a bit of a tiff... you know. Well, you probably don't, actually, what girl in her right mind would give you a hard time?” Reno grinned to hide the uneasiness this line of questioning was provoking; he really didn't like discussing his personal life with the boss-any of the bosses-and this was a little intense. “What about you? You've got a ( ... )
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Both of their heads whipped around at the interruption, and Reno couldn't decide if he was more relieved or mortified to see Rude's solid bulk hovering in the doorway, his expression carefully blank. Whatever, this would snap the kid out of whatever freaky mood he'd gotten himself into, and they'd--
“Not at all,” Rufus replied, as casually as anything. “Come here.” He slipped his legs from beneath him and sat, scooting close to Reno to make room; Reno slid back as far as he could, but the arm of the sofa caught him, trapping him thigh to thigh with the kid. “Take a look in the end table drawer.”
Rude paused for a moment, then approached, stopping to direct the contents of the drawer as instructed. His expression didn't change as he hoisted the creases of his pants and sat beside Rufus, but he didn't close the drawer, either.
“So very blase! Do you guys talk about this stuff?” the kid asked with a lazy, sleepy grin. “Did you know this was coming? Been looking forward to it?” Reno shot Rude a frantic glance; what the fuck ( ... )
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He couldn't believe this. He couldn't fucking believe this. Wasn't there some union or something he could file a grievance with? He'd sat through the god damned sexual harassment videos when he'd first hired on, and this most definitely fucking qualified! But then again, maybe that was the whole scam; what dude was really going to stand up in front of an ombudsman and go “Yeah, my boss's teenage son raped me. No, he's half my size, and I'm totally not gay, by the way”? What the hell! But, hey, maybe it wasn't so bad; secretaries had been putting up with this kind of thing forever, and it seemed to work out alright for them. Maybe this was that whole feminism thing kicking in-equality for everybody in every situation?
Whatever. He couldn't see any good way out of this particular moment... and, hell, a blowjob was a blowjob.
He wasn't hard when Rufus first took him into his mouth, but that changed rapidly when the kid went to work; he was as talented as anybody else Reno had ever had on his knob. Nice lips, great tongue ( ... )
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...but the little fucker just moaned, practically gagging on Reno's cock, and he gave every appearance of being totally into it; Reno's pants were probably going to get jizzed on pretty soon if this kept up. He could feel the kid's hard on brushing against his calf as Rude's thrusts pressed him forward; he was into this, he was digging it, and man, what the hell was wrong with his head to get off on this kind thing? Be gay, sure, fuck around with the help, sure, but get a train run on you, get jerked and yanked and used and--
It took him hard and fast; he felt his balls start to tighten and then he was spurting, pulsing and throbbing, and oh holy fuck, was this worth it? Was this okay? The kid was just sucking it down, lapping it right up, and it felt pretty fucking amazing and, oh man, again and again and again and--
He exhaled roughly, sagging back against the sofa, his eyes rolling up to the ceiling as he lay back in utter exhaustion. The kid was still working on him, and he wanted to push him away-too sensitive-but wasn't ( ... )
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♥ at you!
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also E/N hahaha
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“Reno! Rude! My private quarters- now!”
The two Turks of name had just begun their much-awaited cigarette break when the demanding teen’s voice shrieked through their handheld radios. Rude let out an annoyed grunt as he went to snuff his newly lit cigarette against the brick, completely tired of hearing their portable leashes beep every ten minutes simply because President Shinra’s only son was bored out of his mind“Wait, yo. We’ll just tell him the elevators weren’t workin’ and we had to take the stairs,” Reno drawled, glancing over at him as he leaned against the wall, stopping only to take a drag off the cigar between his lips ( ... )
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