Room 308, Monday Afternoon

[raspberryturk]

Reno had to talk.
Headed down to Rikku's room.
Knocking on the door.

[For the laaaady.]

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[raspberryturk]

"I thought I was gonna do some quality-control before lettin' you take a look at the video," Reno replied easily, not phased by her grouchiness in the least. "You wouldn't wanna destroy it, Rikku. It's hot."

Perverted and damn proud of it.

[the_merriest]

"It's sick and wrong and I probably look stupid and you had bigger boobs than me," Rikku said haughtily. "And you promised that you'd delete it if I said to, and I bet you sent it to Rude already."

Maybe she'd missed mock-pouting at him, okay?

[raspberryturk]

"Aw, damn, should I text Rude and tell him to delete it?"

He was joking, really. He'd offered photos, but Rude didn't want to see Reno's boobs. His reply to the offer had been something along the lines of 'scarred for life,' and 'no,' and an awful generous use of the ellipsis.

"You got nice tits. Whose boobs did you think I was watchin' when I played the tape, anyhow?"

[the_merriest]

"You didn't, really," she gaped, pulling back to stare at him. He didn't. Right?

... she was mostly sure he didn't.

Then again, it was Rude.

"But your boobs would be ... I mean. They were ... that kinda gets weird, huh? Since they were ... yours?"

Fandom. Good for making the brain hurt.

[raspberryturk]

"Yes. They were my boobs. I'm lookin' at yours," Reno assurred her. "Anything but would be like masturbatin' to a mirror."

Just saying.

"Rude didn't wanna see my tits. I'm hurt by that. Cut to the core, yo."

[the_merriest]

"Rude turned you down?" she giggled. "I mean. What are you gonna do, if Rude doesn't want to bang you any more? That could get ... lonely."

She was a little breathless. Not sure how they tripped back into ... uh. Areas that could possibly be ... well.

[raspberryturk]

"Yeah," he agreed, letting himself get wrapped up in the moment. This moment beat a good number of the earlier ones, today. This moment was totally safe to get wrapped up in. He hoped. "And bein' lonely kinda sucks, zoto. You know what I'm sayin'?"

Leering. As you do.

[the_merriest]

"Yeah," she said softly. "Does. Kinda ... has, lately."

Her fingers were playing with the front of his shirt. "Not gonna ... be easy," she managed.

Just ... felt like she oughta say it. Since she was closing her eyes. And.

[raspberryturk]

"Nothin' easy is ever worth it," Reno murmured, pulling her a little closer and leaning forward to steal away her lips with his.

Today, they could fall into it.

Today, he wasn't afraid of falling.

[the_merriest]

His breath on hers, and they were falling. Maybe. Maybe they'd fall. Maybe they'd land safely. Maybe ... they could take things slowly, so they didn't smash into the ground.

Easing into the kiss, and letting moments drift by. Close. Safe.

Seha.

[raspberryturk]

Mine.

And close and safe and kissing, and maybe... things would be okay. Maybe. They would... talk more. And... be open about things. And listen.

She was more important than the hits.

But that wasn't what he was thinking about, just then. Just then, the entire world consisted of her lips.