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The work will take longer with a distraction.

[Careful with the compliments, Reno. This one drives a little pleased noise from Reeve. Not his fault, just something common for him these days. Life is like that sometimes.]

Yeah. Just... just go it already.

Alright, alright...

[ like he doesn't want to just go for it already himself. no more screwing around. he takes hold of reeve's hip and lines himself up, pushing in with a sigh. spit and precum is only going to get you so far, so it's still a bit rough, but he's not exactly forceful as he sinks into him. just not taking the time to be slow and methodical about it. he doesn't stop until he's in to the hilt. ]

[Wow, no patience. Then again neither of them really were going for that, were they. Reeve still sighs and tries not to wince at the twinge of pain.]

Give me a moment, okay? Just... sore.

Relax... you're so damn pent up.

[ says the guy who's also really pent up! maybe not in the same way, but he wears his tension differently. i.e. in all the emotional temper tantrums he's thrown since he came in here. but he complies, holding still, pressing himself close and running his hands down reeve's back in the meantime. ]

And you're not? You've been tense since you got here. When's the last time you were with someone? Or are you just thirty from seeing all the beautiful men that work in your department?

Ha! You're the one who's thirsty, pal. I hope when I clock in tomorrow, Tseng can smell you on me.

[ it wouldn't be the first time tseng just seemed to fucking know when he's been up to some shit. it doesn't matter what he does, whether he cleans up real good or tries to play it casual, somehow he can just... tell. when he's been up to no good. ]

Anyway, if I'm pent up, it's only because I've been after you for years.

[Wait. What? Reeve looks back over his shoulder at Reno, eyes narrowed.]

A notch you desperately needed on your belt is it? Intriguing. I cannot imagine why, other than your insistence that I'm too 'up tight'.

[ just shaking his head when reeve looks back at him as if with some kind of hopeless pity. like he thinks reeve is stupid. ugh, then brushing his hair out of his face. ]

Sure, whatever... I just wanted to loosen you up. For fun. Who wouldn't?

[Wait a moment again. Well now he has so many questions.]

I'll have answers out of you sooner or later, Reno. Now if you'd please just move.

Stop, go... make up your mind!

[ fuck it—going. his hips roll back and snap forward, hard but not brutal. he's not an unpracticed idiot, he knows how to be rough without it just being all pain and no fun. and the first thrust is meant to be rougher than the rest, just to get a rise out of him. he said he expected a lot of noise. ]

Stop talking and show me some of that performance you pride yourself on, and maybe I won't have to talk.

[But he's silenced by the sharp snap of those hips. Wow. That hurt, but just enough.]

Eh, if I didn't like hearing you bitch and complain so much, I wouldn't've come.

[ sarcasm. but also, he sure talks a lot of shit about reeve's "whining" for someone who was "after him for years," doesn't he? whatever. less thinking, more fucking. if reeve wants to act tough, reno's happy to give him as much as he can handle. he fucks him hard, but with the sort of control who isn't, in fact, just setting out to hurt him. since that's apparently all reeve thinks he's capable of. ]

[Yes, they are going to talk about that 'for years' thing later. AS it is Reeve just groans and shudders under Reno, finally bracing himself up off the floor with only one arm so he can get his hand on himself to stroke.]

[ is it intimate if reno curls his fingers around reeve's, not to stop him but to help control his pace? because he's not thinking of it if it is. it's just another way to be bossy, how fast he goes, how tight he grips. he wants it to match the movement of his hips. ]

[It's definitely intimate, geez, Reno, learn some things.]

With practice, you might be a good dom.

[Maybe. But it's the best compliment Reeve will give him right now.]

Wow... that was almost nice!

[ if he didn't have fits of rage and just throw reeve around a lot he probably would've done better. he can't help himself this time. he does better with people he doesn't have feelings about. like—not that kind of feelings! gross!! whatever, just squeezing his hand and slowing his pace down a little. ]

Please, don't slow it down.

[He really needs more, and the way he's slowing this down is dragging it out when all Reeve wants in that moment is to get off.]

[ please? wow. what manners. reno laughs at him under his breath, but he gives him what he wants, quick and rough. he's not far off the mark himself, but he's not sure it's going to be enough for him. so little ever is. ]

Don't you bite down. I wanna hear how good it is.

[Reeve isn't even certain Reno's earned it. But he nods in understanding. If he gives Reno what he wants, then they both win, don't they?]

Then stop talking if you want to hear.

[And he lets himself pant heavily at the pleasure of the whole thing.]

[ panting, that's not enough. reno lays into him hard, dictating just how much he gets to touch himself with that hand on reeve's. he's getting just a little bit noisy himself, but it's mostly quiet, breathy. he's having a better time when he isn't making a racket, honestly. ]

[Perhaps he is, perhaps he isn't. Reeve doesn't know and isn't too picky in a moment like this. No, he's just lets himself pant and moan as he gets closer. And if his hand struggles against Reno's to try and get faster, try and get get more pleasure from the touch.

When his orgasm finally overtakes him he moans loudly and thrusts back against Reno. And his whole body feels full of a pleasant buzz, even as he wants to collapse onto the floor and just rest.]

[ as it turns out, it's enough for Reno. he'd kind of worried for a second that it wasn't gonna do it for him. it's the vocal response that really seals it, and he can't help a soft, appreciative sound that's mostly drowned out by Reeve's moan when he finishes. it doesn't take long for him to finish, rolling his hips just a few more times. he lets go of Reeve's hand and braces himself against his back while he catches his breath. ]

Hn... that's just round one. Better make yourself some coffee.

Round one?

[Reeve pants and just rests for a moment. Yeah. Coffee and he needs to get back to work. But before that he taps into the water materia in his ankle bracer ~~yes, he protected himself with materia always on his person~~ to let a very carefully controlled handful of water fill a nearby cup. Now he just needs a towel to clean up.]

When you move, the standing cabinet in the corner has a towel. Fetch it.

I wasn't kidding about doing this more than once. I want at least three. Maybe four.

[ we're going to learn a thing or two about stamina tonight, Reeve. but, eventually, when he's quite content to, Reno gets up and casually crosses Reeve's office naked to fetch the towel he indicates. he doesn't seem inclined to cop an attitude about getting it or giving it to him, so he must not be on the verge of an angry breakdown anymore. maybe. he just eyes that glass and then steals it to drink it himself. nyah nyah. ]

[What? Reeve rolls onto his side and watches Reno.]

That committed to making me loosen up? I'm flattered. Bring me that glass when you're done. And explain your comment. For years?

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