Beautiful Scar

Rufus' eyes followed Reno all night. While the blond was elegantly sipping
away at his chardonnay accepting lame and fake compliments on implementing
the Sister Ray Project, he watched the redhead get drunker and drunker. The
more brandy he had, the more vulgar he got. Reno wasn't completely alone
in his rowdiness; he just stood out far more than Elena or Heddiger. They
were just making idiots out of themselves. Reno was stealing the show.

At one point, sick of the poor choice of music playing, Reno jumped onto a table
and did his own rendition of Nine Inch Nails' "Closer." Rufus was amused, but only
smiled stiffly. President ShinRa had to be removed from the world, not caught up
in simple comedic pleasure. Reno looked Rufus right in the eye when he sang the
line, "I wanna fuck you like an animal!" It struck a thrilling shiver of dirtiness in
him, but his plastic face portrayed only mild amusement.

They eyes behind the mask followed Reno's body intently, examining every
muscle and exposed patch of skin, which became greater in quantity as the
party grew closer to ending. Reno had a bad habit of ruining his pressed white
shirts and dark blue blazers by either spilling things on them or losing them as
he got "casual" at parties like these.

Reno's skin was a source of intense curiosity to Rufus. It was covered in scars.
Some fresher injuries showed as Reno became more "casual," but though few
showed, Rufus knew Reno hid the rest well. The sides of his face and down the
middle of his chest were exceptionally fascinating.

When Rufus started to get bored he excused himself and signaled to his chauffer
that he was ready to leave. Though he was loath to leave Reno to drunken blunders,
he had a headache from Scarlet. Whenever someone would lay out a stupid
congratulatory comment Scarlet would snatch it up from him and accept them in
an arrogant and intrusive way. It annoyed Rufus to no end, and if she didn't know
too damn much he would have gotten rid of her and Heddiger both by now.

Just as he was opening the door to his limousine, a hand pushed it shut and
it bore the weight of who was leaning on it. "Hey," Reno said with a vicious
smile. His blazer was gone and his shirt was hanging open. The long scar
down his torso caught Rufus' eye immediately, along with a host of others.
"I saw you checkin' me out all night."

Rufus was quiet for a minute, staring into those Mako blues that held something
deep and ferocious. "So?" he finally asked.

Reno rolled his eyes. "So take me home, jackass… 'Scuse the French boss," he
laughed.

Rufus could feel the heat radiating from Reno's chest and could smell the 90
proof sweat and cigarettes. Combined with the cheap aftershave he wore it
was a very sexy scent. "You're mistaken," Rufus lied, gripping the door handle
so his knuckles were white. Reno just raised an eyebrow. His clear eyes bore
down on Rufus-he knew he had lied. It was like Reno could see strait into his
soul-his sheltered, refined soul, yearning for something wild like Reno. "You're
leaving a handprint on my window," Rufus told him as firmly as he could. Just
a fantasy. Nothing more.

"Yeah," Reno said awkwardly, taking his hand away quickly and stuffing it into
his pocket. Rufus opened the door and climbed into the smooth, wide leather
interior, then slammed the door shut. Reno was still standing there, looking
like he was kicking himself mentally.

The driver started to pull off.

"Stop," Rufus ordered suddenly. He lurched from the sudden compliance.
This was his one chance. Reno would probably never offer himself again,
knowing his ego. He threw the door back open, hoping this wasn't a mistake
as he gritted his teeth. "Get in," he commanded.

Reno was quick to comply. He snaked in and sat down in the seat facing Rufus
with a victorious smirk. "Forget somethin' boss?" he asked, lying back with his
arms spread across the back of his seat. Rufus slammed the door shut and the
limo began to move again.

He didn't answer Reno's question. He grabbed Reno's open collar and drew him
into a desperate and lustful kiss. They rolled on the limousine's floor, Reno
pinning Rufus with a rough ease. Rufus felt Reno's tongue ravish his, laden with
sweet cordials and nicotine. Reno's hard on ground against his thigh, bringing his
own to life-a rock hard throbbing life.

The limo came to a stop and Rufus pushed Reno off of him, making sure his hair
wasn't mussed too badly. "Your condominium, sir," the driver said to them. Rufus
climbed out, followed by a shamelessly ruffled Reno. Rufus stuffed a hefty wad
of gil in the driver's coat pocket.

"I trust your silence," he growled.

"Yes sir," the driver replied, taking the vehicle around the corner.

Rufus only beckoned and Reno followed him through the tall glass doors.
"Damn, you live like a fuckin' king…" he commented as he followed Rufus
down a hall and into a very polished elevator. As soon as the highly reflective
doors slid shut and they began their slow 30-floor ascent, Reno pressed
himself into Rufus, pushing him into a corner. Reno gave a full hard kiss as
he began to unbutton the white overcoat Rufus was wearing from the bottom
up, just enough to drunkenly fumble for the belt buckle.

"Reno, there are security cameras…!" Rufus breathed hotly.

"That's fuckin' hot…" Reno hissed, grinning when Rufus' erection greeted
him with vigor. He immediately began to suck it in long slow strokes. Rufus
moaned, then caught the sight in the mirrored elevator on all sides and let
out a louder moan. From one angle there was just Reno's red mop of hair
buried in his groin and from the other a side view of Reno's mouth engulfing
the long rod of flesh and bringing it back out. Rufus wanted to come, but
restrained himself, seeing that the floor number read 27.

Rufus pushed Reno away and tucked his arousal away for the moment.
Reno looked like he was about to protest but the doors slid back open with
a mellow ding. Flushed and flustered, Rufus nearly sprinted to the door of
his condo, shaking so he could barely get the key in the lock. Reno was
behind him, impatiently feeling his ass and giving antsy little pinches. The
nibble he gave Rufus' ear nearly made it impossible to open the door fast
enough.

It was barely shut when they stumbled over a wide rounded couch, tangled in
each other with erotic urgency. Reno's shirt was gone and apparently he wanted
to same for Rufus. With one fluid motion he tore the overcoat open in
impatience. Rufus was too caught in the moment to become annoyed-he would
buy another.

After giving a nip to each hardened nipple, Reno dug into Rufus' pants again
and devoured his burning member again, determined to finish the job, which
wouldn't take much more work. "Reno…!" Rufus warned urgently in a breathless
gasp. Reno didn't acknowledge the warning and with a soundless "Oh!" Rufus
released a torrent of cum down the unruly Turk's throat.

Before Rufus could recover, Reno slid up and drove his tongue into his mouth.
The taste of his own cum surprised him and got him half hard again. It was
a salty-sweet, mingled with the taste of Reno, which was unique in its own respect.

Rufus caught his breath and watched Reno laugh. "You act like you've never
been kissed by a man, let alone snowballed!" In the dim light from the upper
plate slinking into the window, Rufus could see Reno's chest heave in his laughter,
but not those fascinating scars. Reno stopped. "You haven't been kissed by
a man before, have you?" Rufus shook his head. He was so used to wearing
a mask that his wonder and exhilaration must have been hidden by an unphased expression. "Then I'm gonna enjoy this…" Reno said with a smirk. Just as fluidly
as he tore Rufus' overcoat off, his pants were open and his erection was in hand.
He wore no underwear, so it was easy to just cast them open and easily access
his pleasure organ. That thought kind of turned Rufus on. All those days at the
office when he wasn't out on assignment, he was chatting nonchalantly and blowing
off paper work and there was only one thin layer of clothing protecting his most
private area on his body from full view.

Rufus was admiring the sight when Reno pulled him up gently by the hair.
"Suck," he ordered simply.

Rufus sort of shied away. Could he really?

"You brought me here," Reno reminded him. "If you didn't want to, then you
should've left me standing there."

Heart pounding in his ears, Rufus slowly put his mouth around the shiny reddened
head of Reno's cock. The taste reminded him of that wild kiss Reno had given him
after he came. Reno gently pushed in Rufus' mouth a little further, slowly guiding
his head in the sucking motion. Rufus curled his hands into fists around Reno's
pants. Giving pleasure was just as hot as getting it, male or female.

"Yeah, that's hot when you blush like that…" Reno remarked in a husky voice.
"Not so refined now, huh Rufus?"

Rufus felt his blush deepen. He was right. That's why it was so hot to be this bad.
He took Reno's member a little deeper and faster. Reno moaned, unashamed to
show his delight in the act. His hands gripped tight around Rufus' hair and
strengthened the motion, causing him to gag slightly.

Reno didn't last much longer in his drunken state. Rufus felt the twitch and pulled
back despite Reno's push with his hand. Reno ended up coming all over Rufus'
lips and face with a hoarse exhale. This surprised them both. Rufus knew what
was coming but didn't expect it in the face. Reno was hell-bent on dousing Rufus'
tonsils to find his cum all over Rufus' pretty nose-which was even better.

"Fuck!" Reno tried to say, in admiration, shock or just plain arousal-he wasn't
sure.

Rufus held a hand up to silence him. Secret lover or not, the gesture reinforced that
Rufus was the employer, Reno the employee, even after hours. "Come with me," he
said simply.

Rufus gracefully stepped into the large bathroom and removed what little clothing
was left. He turned and found Reno stumbling to remove his pants and follow at the
same time, which was comic to watch, as he was still very drunk.

The shower water was hot and steamy and washed Reno's cum off easily. Rufus
pulled Reno in and softly kissed him. They were going to do this right, and his way.

In the soft light of the bathroom, Rufus could now examine Reno's scars in detail,
starting with the two across his cheekbones. He kissed them, as if he was trying to
take away the infliction with the simple action of lip to skin. The burning question at
last came out.

"Reno, who did this to you?"

Reno's lips made a wistful smile. "Someone special," he replied softly. "I'm gonna
kick his ass someday."

"And this?" Rufus pressed his lips to the top of the giant thin line from the collarbone
to the bellybutton and slowly ran his tongue down the length of it. Reno shuddered,
starting to get hard again.

"That same special someone …" Reno moaned as Rufus gave a light kiss on the tip
of his cock. There was a loofah in his hand now, spreading suds all over Reno, making
his body slick and considerably sexier.

"The ones on your back?" The loofah's erotic touch followed the inquiry.

Reno laughed quietly. "Someone else special. She was psychotic. I liked her." The
loofah spread its loving lubricant down to the back of Reno's thighs. Rufus didn't have
to ask anymore. "That was an enemy of mine. He was… and interesting experience…"
Reno mused wistfully.

"No names?" Rufus asked, running his hands over Reno's slippery nipples. His fingers
rested on a set of raised scars on the left breast that he hadn't seen with the naked eye.

"Believe it or not, those were from Tseng," Reno chuckled. "He was pissed at me, but
it turned out alright."

Rufus felt down Reno's arms and came into clusters of scabs and scars from the
mid-upper arm down to the fingers. "These-?"

Reno pulled away quickly. "Ah! Those are mine."

Rufus wrapped his arms around his wild lover in apology for invading personal
territory. "You're a masochist," he guessed, pressing his now hardened erection
against his soapy ass. Rufus wished he could have seen Tseng and Reno go
at it in a fury… sucking and fucking each other in a wild passion that he could
never hope to achieve.

Reno grabbed Rufus and shoved him against the sidewall when Rufus tried to enter
that sacred sphincter. "No," Reno said firmly. "I'm tired of being to bitch. Never
dish out what you can't take yourself." He smiled evilly and bit Rufus' neck, causing
a shiver to go up his spine, despite the fact that Reno was sort of hurting him.
"Would you like to find out just what you can take?"

"…Reno…"Rufus begged breathlessly. He wasn't used to being handled so roughly.
Maybe that's why his mask shattered and the expression on his face caused Reno
to ease up, realizing that he was hurting his sheltered lover.

"Alright, alright. I'll be gentle," Reno assured, spreading the suds over Rufus'
quivering bottom and into his untouched asshole. A tiny sound escaped Rufus'
lips when Reno gently invaded with his fingers. The sound evolved into a painful
pleading one when Reno introduced his sex into the entrance, lubricated with soap
and precum. In combination, it was a simple task fitting the entire shaft inside
Rufus' tight rectum. The sound at last turned into a heated groan.

Rufus flexed and unflexed his fingers unconsciously as Reno fucked him. There
was nothing to grip against the smooth bath ivory tile, and it was aggravating,
fueling the need for thrust.

Rufus pushed against the wall as Reno thrust in, penetrating deeply. He jumped-Reno
had hit something delicious inside of him that made him want to come again. He
hadn't realized he was so hard. "Oh god…" he gasped, hanging his head in the
utter defeat of having nothing to clench.

Reno thrust hard again, hitting the prostate again and again and again. With no
further manipulation, Rufus came on the ivory tile with what might have been his
first real scream as a grown man. Rufus bore a few more thrusts and Reno shot
his own orgasm inside of him. It felt warm and forceful-a foreign sensation to
him. He sank to his knees and realized that the shower was at last out of hot
water and that the lukewarm was quickly turning to cold.

After a moment of colder water he realized that Reno had left him alone to recover.
Rufus took a moment to recompose himself and emerged with a towel, tousling
his hair with his pants half buckled. Reno was lounging on the couch with a cigarette
dangling from his lips. He was semi-dressed and looked as if nothing had occurred
between them at all. Rufus guessed that he was used to it. He hit a light switch
and three lamps illuminated Reno, dark and brooding; red hair still dripping water
onto his neck and chest. He looked so catty like that.

"Would you like a drink?" Rufus offered, unsure of the etiquette required afterward
between two men. A woman would want to be cuddled, but Reno didn't look like
the cuddling type. Besides, it would have felt weird, especially with his eyes following
him around like that.

Reno shook his head and played with something in his hand, making a sharp shk!
sound. It was a utility knife. "That was something," Reno commented. "I would
say it was even special."

"It was incredible," Rufus agreed, feeling awkward.

Reno threw the closed knife to him, who barely caught it. "Cut me."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me," Reno told him calmly. "Anywhere you like except the bottoms
of my feet."

"Reno, I can't hurt you," Rufus insisted.

"Sure you can!"

"I'm really not into the whole blood thing…" Rufus explained weakly, feeling uneasy.

Reno ran his fingers along the empty vase sitting next to the couch, not taking his
eyes off of his bewildered lover. "Everyone special to me has left a mark, Rufus.
You're no exception, now HURT me, goddammit!"

"Let my mark me a mental one then," Rufus said with a shake of his head. He set
the blade down. "You're too beautiful to mar anymore."

Reno frowned at these kind words, which confused Rufus. "Fine then," he finally
said, standing. "I'll mark YOU!" He smashed the vase and attacked Rufus with
the jagged base. Rufus stumbled backwards from the wild swing and a stinging
pain blossomed in his chest. Rufus hit the floor and looked down in shock. Several
cuts were bleeding profusely from the attack. He looked back up at Reno with a
little fear in his eyes. He could fight of course, but Reno was armed, he was on
the floor helpless and he really didn't want to hurt his new lover, no matter how
insane he was.

Reno caught his breath through his nose and dropped the vase. He wormed out
of his shirt and knelt to kiss Rufus, using the shirt to mop up the blood. "I'm so
sorry Rufus…" he whispered urgently. "I just wanted your mark so badly…"

Rufus stroked Reno's damp red hair in forgiveness. "Stay with me tonight?" he
offered, using the towel to wipe the blood from Reno's hands.

Reno looked uncomfortable, but nodded in acceptance.

Though he stayed and shared Rufus' bed for nine wonderful hours, Reno was gone
when he woke up, with only a wound that would leave a beautiful scar to remind him
of what had transgressed.

Reno was beautiful because of his scars and had been kind enough to share that
beauty. It had touched Rufus deeply.

There was a knock at the door some vague time in the morning the brought Rufus
out of his reminisce. He dragged himself to answer the door, only half decent. A
ShinRa deliveryman was waiting for him in the hall. "Mr. President? Package for you."

Rufus signed without a word and opened the bulky envelope with a weary curiosity.
It was the security tape of the elevator from last night. Reno's handwriting labeled
it in white sharpie:

"You can trust my silence."

End