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Who: Reno and Makishima
What: Reno wanders modern Earth and takes a fool chance.
When: Modern times, in the last decade.
Where: England
Warnings: Possible smut, but everyone is of age and consenting.

A fateful night under the mistletoe just a few days after Reno stumbled into the boring-ass world called "Earth" and he ended up with a phone number and a lingering taste in his mouth. He waited a long time to call. Not months, but a couple of weeks, once he learned about the local holidays and realized they were meant for family and close friends, not date with strangers you snogged in bars. Well, depending on your upbringing, anyways, but he figured Makishima for a more quality figure than himself.

So it was that the day after Christmas, Makishima's phone rang and it wasn't someone from Japan or any of his relatives. It was the lazy drawl and accent of the guy from the bar.

"It's uh...it's Reno. Remember? From the party?" he offered up as gently as possible in case Maki didn't have the privacy to talk. Usually Reno didn't think about much, saying whatever he felt like when he felt like it, but the weeks of wandering around (which was actually more than a month for him, being as he went portal jumping in the meanwhile) gave him time to think about how not to screw everything up in the first hour. It was pretty sweet having time to make plans and rev himself up. Plus it meant time to beat the crap out of some punks to rip them off, shuck their wallets and get enough local scratch to take a guy out for a night on the town and not look like a cheap-ass.

Good times.

"Look uh, I know it's been a while but I thought you'd like time with the family and all. But apparently the holiday was done yesterday and I didn't want you to forget me" the Turk laughed, trying not to sound desperate. Fucking hard to do when you were playing out a seen from goddamn Lady and the Tramp. Good thing he'd never seen the movie. Loveless was bad enough.

"That dinner? Uhh...you hungry?"

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Makishima couldn't help but laugh at Reno's antics. He wondered just how serious he was about that striptease business. Who knew what this guy knew how to do though he was quickly proving to be a sort of Jack of All Trades.

He blushed as Reno derobed him. The blush quickly faded as the urge to kick Reno in the face made his leg twitch. In the next instant that 'b' word (beautiful?) caught him off guard and Makishima was looking away to try and hide his embarrassment. If not from the sex he was going to end up being emotionally exhausted with this guy.

"A-ah-h," Makishima laughed nervously, turning back and meeting bright green eyes. The color of Reno's eyes seemed so unreal. Makishima could have stared into them for days if he was allowed to. He reached up to his own shirt, slowly undoing the buttons but pausing half way when the length of Reno's hair came into view. It was so long. "You've been hiding that this whole time, sho?" He hadn't noticed it in the dark of the bar when they'd first kissed.

They really were doing things backwards weren't they?

"Hm? Oh. Yeah, I guess. I wasn't really hiding it so much as it's kind of a pain in the ass if I do a lot of sitting and stuff. Get's yanked a lot, so I'll braid it and tuck it up if I'm trying to be any kind of formal. But I usually leave it down even at work. Like, I'll pull it back, but I don't braid it," the redhead explained, not at all bothered by the doing so. He didn't mind talking, had no problems expressing himself except for in very sensitive things. He was loud, secure - at least on the outside - and completely content to make his presence known.

"I'm going to assume guys with long hair doesn't bother you," Reno drawled with a smirk, sliding a leg onto the bed against Maki's thigh and straddling the teen without any hesitation, leaning over to trail the end of the braid under Maki's nose, over his lips, down his throat and across his chest.

"You gonna have a heart attack?" he grinned, rolling his hips once just because he could.

Maki thought that was a little backwards too, but then Reno really didn't do anything in any particular order did he? Maki really couldn't say he minded.

"Ha, no it doesn't bother me." Maki would be one hell of a hypocrite if it did. He went still as Reno mounted him and a full body shiver went through him. He was so close now and the way the tip of Reno's hair tickled across his flesh was more pleasurable than uncomfortable.

"I might, sho." He meant that too. His face was bright red all the way to the tips of his ears and down his neck. He was sure he might die at any moment but he was equally sure that if he did he'd be happy just for having known Reno if only for a moment. That thought pulled him back to earth and he reached up to pull Reno's face down towards his for a quick kiss before he pulled away just enough to speak, "but I don't want to die just yet, sho." Not before he let Reno have his way with him.

"I was in the bookstore the other day, dicking around the adult section. You've got wa~y better books here than I've got back home. But I read they call orgasms here the little death. Petit morte. Dunno what language that is, but I like it. Kinda true, really. If you get a really good one, anyways," he mused as much talking to himself as Maki while he kept playing his hair across the teen's skin, shimmying down to follow it with lazy kisses. He liked how pale Maki was, how lean and smooth. Everything perfectly placed, he mused, leaning up to peck a kiss against his mole.

"Just you tonight, beautiful. That way no one can say Reno isn't a generous man," he drawled, fingers creeping lower to tug clothing until the teen was full exposed. He debated a lot things in the moment between Maki being covered adn being open to the air, deciding, ultimately, against getting too freaky on their first night together. Sooner or later he wanted to introduce Makishima to some more unusual, interesting things, but until they laid a few more lines for each other and Maki was sure he wanted to go the distance, Reno didn't want to spook him. Just oral for that evening. Next time, maybe more...

Besides, he was enjoying taking his time kissing and tonguing his way south, pausing to lave each nipple with swirling attention before sucking it between his lips and giving it a gentle, firm nibble and tug. Just a little foreplay, baby, his eyes said as they glanced up past his bangs, laughter dancing in all that blue-green. He was in his element there. Fighting and fucking were the only things he could do right, and he intended to make a good impression.

Makishima felt his heart pound as Reno teased him with his hair and lips. He really had no idea what Reno was planning on doing with him and the talk of his having found books on sexuality was embarrassing and making him blush all the worse. Not to say Maki was completely virginal of course. He had masterbated as any teenage boy would but that didn't change the fact that he was still very new at doing this with a partner.

"You're embarrassing, sho-ah!" Maki was mid scold when Reno decided to take his nipple in between his teeth. The new sensation made Makishima buck and cry out. Instantly his hand flew to his mouth to try and muffle the sounds his body wanted to make as Reno's tongue did its work. He'd had no idea his nipples could be that sensitive but there was no denying what the foreplay was doing to him. His cock had already been semi-hard just from the idea of having sex with Reno and now it twitched all the more to life. He gave another buck of his hips, trying to find some contact to rut against though he barely realized what he was doing.

"I'm embarrassing? That's so rude," Reno purred against Maki's skin, tongue slithering out to leave a damp trail down the center line of his body. Much better muscled than he'd hoped for. The Turk wasn't terribly picky but he didn't want to feel like he was going to snap the boy in two just by resting atop him.

After all, he planned on a lot more necessary roughness than just that!

"Ah ah ah, tsk tsk, don't be so pushy. You'll insult my virtue," the redhead grinned, resting both hands on Maki's hips and pushing him down. The chastisement was little more than a farce, really. He had no intention of making the other man wait longer than they had to. He just wanted to take enough time to really make it worth it. Besides, he liked knowing Maki wanted him and not just what he was doing. Talent was fine and dandy, but if it was going to last past the bedroom, a little more was needed.

"Maybe once you're a little more familiar with all this you won't mind being proactive. Nothing sexier than a partner that knows what they want and takes it. You're already pretty demanding," he chuckled, clacking his teeth together near Makishima's hip before pressing a firm kiss there, sucking hard. So he wanted to leave a mark. So what? He made up for it a moment later, kissing a hot, damp trail lower until his was dragging his teeth over the last bits of fabric between himself and his goal.

"You....hm. You want us completely naked for this? It's not strictly necessary but...I want you to have the moment," he murmured, glancing up from between Maki's legs while he massaged calves and thighs with surprisingly strong fingers.

"I'm not,sho!" Makishima protested the accusation but Reno's strong hands were effectively holding him back in place on the sheets. He wriggled a bit under Reno's grasp, but he wasn't going anywhere. He looked down the length of his body at the red-head, watching where he was going with those lips only to be rewarded with watching Reno suck a hickey into pale skin.

Makishima had never had a hickey before. Sure he bruised easily enough but that was a far cry from this. He let out a little whimper without even thinking about it.

"Nh..." He lifted his hips up just a little at that teasing drag. Concentrating and answering Reno's questions was not going to be easy while he was doing things like that. "I...yes...I want to see you too, sho." This was moving to fast. It had to be moving to fast and yet Makishima couldn't bring himself to care. He wanted this. Screw the rules of dating and whether or not Toudou would scold him later if he found out. Makishima wanted this.

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