Title: Chai
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't own it, wish I did
Summary: Late night, empty offices, two Turks and the taste of tea.
Author's Notes: It's a drabble. I'm trying to work my way up to full on guy on guy smut, so for now this is the best I can do. Taste the Rainbow
Feedback: Need it like I need caffeine, so please supply.
Attn: This was posted on another account originally. Then I decided that two accounts was to much trouble.
He tasted like tea.
What kind, he couldn't be sure. But there was a definite tea flavor.
Reno smirked to himself at this private revelation, of all the times he had pictured his boss in his mind, this was a detail that he had never considered. He had always pictured Tseng as more of a coffee man, it was rare to find the senior Turk in his office without a nondescript white mug somewhere in his close vicinity. The redhead had always just made the logical assumption that Tseng nursed the same healthy coffee addiction that all the other Turks did.
Rude had once remarked that the three things that ran the department were: weapons, boring paperwork and the coffee maker.
It had been a astute observation.
But all these thoughts of paperwork and caffeine dependency driven from his mind when a tug on his jacket lapel brought his body closer to that of Tseng's. With the two of them flush against each other Reno could feel the hard lines and muscles of the older man and reveled in the fact that the heat produced between the two of them made him slightly weak at the knees. It wasn't often that anything invoked that kind of response in the younger man.
Reno brought his hands up and let the fingers on his left hand curl into the waistband of Tseng's pants and his other hand tangle into the thick hair at the base of the other man's neck, trying close the already nonexistent space between them. He felt rather than head the low rumble in Tseng's chest and Reno guessed that what ever he was doing was pleasing to the other man.
Taking a gamble he pushed the weight of his body forward and pressed the other man against the wall and let his hand grow bolder, sliding to cup Tseng's hardness through the standard issue blue pants. That time, he heard the groan of pleasure coming from both of them and became aware of the fact that the fly of his pants was being undone and a hand not his own was snaking inside to feel him.
Reno smirked again as both pairs of blue trousers were undone and impatiently being pulled at. He knew that he and Tseng were far from the first Shin-Ra employees to have sex in the building, nor would be they be the last but he had never quite pictured his quiet and controlled boss to join the ranks of those gave in to temptation.
Tseng broke the continuing kiss to tilt his head back slightly to look his younger counterpart in the eye before he nudged him back in the direction of the large desk that dominated the office. Reno looked over his shoulder briefly to see the destination that the other man had in mind before giving in to the subtle directions and letting him be pushed towards piece of office furniture.
They traveled staying locked together until Reno felt the back of his legs bump against the wooden desk and Tseng tipped his head forward to kiss Reno again and begin to push his jacket off his arms. But before they could get much further curiosity got the better of him and he broke away to ask,
"What kind of tea do you drink?"
Tseng looked at him oddly for a moment before grinning and writing the question off as one of Reno's odd quirks, "Chai, directly shipped in from Wutai. Why do you ask?"
"I like the taste," Reno answered licking his lips and leaning in to recapture Tseng's.