Astraphobia [M] [Closed]

Reno watched Seph relax as he emptied his pockets onto the kitchen counter, trying to decide if he was going to be a gentleman about it or just jump him as he'd warned he would. It felt odd to be apprehensive about things, but then he couldn't remember the last time he'd taken someone home.

Not sober anyway.

He sauntered over, still trying to decide what he was going to do and on impulse alone he straddled the man's legs and kissed him. No warning, no explanation... not yet anyway. He'd probably feel like explaining himself whenever he decided to stop kissing him.

Reno parted his lips for him, his tongue darting out to slip over Seph's as he pushed himself closer against him, one arm around his neck and the other hand running through the long silver strands that had been taunting him all night.

It was quickly clear that if this was what Seph considered rusty then he must have been extraordinary when he wasn't, the intensity of the kiss and the light touches already making him quiet ready to do anything that the silver haired man wanted.

"I thought I'd break the ice," Reno chuckled huskily as he finally pulled back for breath. "And now I have... bedroom. Now. I want to see if if this colour is bottle born or genetics."

He carefully got to his feet, his fingers slipping down Seph's stomach and hooking on a belt loop, tugging at it lightly as encouragement to move.

Once they had entered the bedroom Reno turned to Seph and pulled him into another kiss, his fingers deftly working on the shirt buttons and parting the material to run his hands over the taut flesh beneath. He'd have time to look and explore it soon enough - for now it was a matter of getting him undressed.

He pushed the shirt off his shoulders and down his arms, remembering a little too late about the cuffed sleeves. Still kissing him he took his hands from his body, grabbing the cuffs and flicking the button on both and finished tugging off the shirt. He tossed it to one side - they'd find it later - and pulled back a little to satisfy his curiosity and look Seph over.

"I was definitely right," he purred, pulling him closer to the bed. "I knew I'd enjoy unwrapping you."

"That's a loaded question," Reno tutted, grazing his lips along Seph's jawline. "So I'll just say that the thought has occurred to me now and then since this morning and I haven't been disappointed in the slightest."

He nipped his earlobe lightly, working his lips down his neck as he undid the button of Seph's pants and slowly pulled down the zip. He cupped him through the material, tracing his hand over the length with a silently impressed look on his face that was thankfully obscured by the fact that he was kissing across Seph's shoulder.

He looked up at him and licked his lips, unable not to smirk. "Does it make me a bad person to say that I am very glad you were having a crap day today?"

As his own pants were removed he edged Seph's down too, his lips catching Seph's in another embrace as he stepped out of his jeans and kicked them to one side, his bare arousal pressing against Seph's and drawing a soft moan.

"Good," he murmured, pulling away from him and crawling onto the bed, lounging back and waiting for Seph to join him, once again allowing himself the pleasure of looking over the naked man. He daren't wonder how he managed to lure him home, settling on just being very glad that did.

"I'd say I don't bite but that would be a terrible lie," he grinned.

Reno smirked and nuzzled Seph's neck, his lips grazing over the soft skin before finding the spot he wanted. Carefully he sunk his teeth into the flesh, slowly applying more pressure seeing as he wasn't sure just how hard he could bite him and he wasn't about to scare him off because he was a little too enthusiastic.

He pulled back, tugging the flesh with him before releasing it and kissing the spot lightly. His lips trailed down and he nipped his collar bone lightly before moving up to kiss him again, running his fingers through his hair with a quiet sigh of contentment.

The hand trailed down again, slipping between their bodies, his fingertips brushing over his length, never quite firmly touching him.

Reno's hand gripped around him as he bucked into it, taking the hint that teasing should be used in moderation. He slowly slid his hand down the shaft, twisting his hand as he drew it back up and pressing his palm against the glans, twisting again and squeezing him only with the palm of his hand. His fingers lightly traced up over the glans as he drew his hand up.

It was hard to concentrate with the raking of nails against his skin and biting into it, the lightly stinging tingle that was left behind as the nails moved on. He lay back more, the hand that had propped him up tracing over Seph's shoulder and biceps, the other continuing to stroke him as Reno watched his face.

Reno didn't deny him, opening his mouth to him and letting him claim it, leaning up into the kiss as he continued to stroke him. His own arousal was demanding attention so he shifted his hips, pressing his cock against Seph's and wrapping his hand around both as much as he could, stroking them together as his hips rolled to rub them together more.

It had been so long since he'd indulged in this stage of things, in taking it slow, enjoying each others bodies before the act and viewing it as just as important.

Reno idly wondered when the last time was that he felt that way with another man - relaxed, willingly compliant and wanting to beg for more while still happy to go at exactly the pace they were going.

The sound that escaped Seph only made it harder to not throw him down, climb on top of him and ride him like a rodeo bull. His hand gripped Seph's ass and pulled him down harder with a moan.

This was sweet torture.

Reno gave a soft chuckle at the statement, forcing his hips into the bed so as to stop from thrusting himself in Seph's face. "It makes me the only one of us to get their colour from a bottle," he grinned, letting him know he had noticed. "Dark hair never suited my head and I'm not crazy enough to try dying anything down there to pretend this is real. It's enough hassle on one end as it is."

Seph's breath against his cock was slowly driving him mad, his mouth so close and yet teasingly doing nothing but hover there. Talking was helping distract him but not enough. It gave a slight twitch, tapping against Seph's lips before stilling itself again. Reno wasn't entirely sure if he'd tensed or it had taken on a life of it's own - but either way he wasn't going to argue with it's insistence.

Reno gave a ragged gasp, unable to take his eyes from Sephiroth even though all he wanted to do was lay back and close his eyes. There was nothing rusty about what he had just done with his tongue.

"Rusty my ass," he purred, glad that Seph was pinning his hips down because he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't thrust up into the delicious heat of his mouth. "If this is rusty then I'm putting you on speed dial for life..."

Reno's head dropped back as he exhaled heavily, his hips already straining against the arm. He forced his head forward again, watching his cock slowly disappearing between Seph's lips as a cascade of silver hair flowed over his shoulders and around them both. It added a sense of it being an act hidden from the world, kept private between the two of them.

His brain was conjuring up any nonsense it could to keep him behaving and from letting himself go too far. The trick was making sure he didn't say it aloud before heavy breathing.

"Holy..."

Sephiroth was either very, very good or he was very much out of practice because at the rate it was going he was liable to bring an abrupt end to things. He lay back completely with a soft moan, his hips against pressing against the arm holding them down.

Gently he ran his fingers through Seph's hair, feeling every movement he made a second time, trying not to grasp at him and urge himself deeper into his mouth.

"Seph..." The name came out as a purr, a lilting warning that too much more attention was going to give him another mouthful.