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Yowamushi Pedal

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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"I wouldn't know sho." Makishima chuckled nervously and looked out over the city again. "We've already had a first kiss." Several in fact (Though that made them not first kisses but second and thirds, etc.) and they had all been perfect.

"If," He paused and took a long drink of his coffee as if it was alcohol and he was steeling himself for something. "If you want to find out, I won't stop you sho."

Was it moving too fast? It was their first date and Makishima barely knew this person except...Except it had been the best date, night even, that he'd ever had. Something about Reno, brash and annoying though he could be, that really attracted Makishima too him. He hadn't laughed or smiled like this in a very long time with a single person. Actually he wasn't sure he ever had a night or connection with anyone quite like this before.

"Find out wha--" he stopped himself from finishing the question when he looked at the teen and noted his expression. Swallowing before clearing his throat softly, the redhead looked away, making a clucking sound with his tongue against the back of his teeth.

"Ma~n, don't say that. Here I am tryin' to be Mr. Wonderful and you're throwing treats to the rotten beast I caged up..." the Turk laughed weakly, reaching up to rake a hand through his hair.

"Besides, you really want me to have you moaning and begging out on your balcony where everyone is gonna hear?" he huffed, arching a brow to gesture vaguely and with a native vulgarity, miming jerking off in the air.

"Of course I want to find out. But...I'm trying not to get penalized, here. If I hands up and step back, it's a good date still, right? But if I go hard before I go home, that's kinda...I mean..." he shrugged, trailing off. Who was he to say what was taking advantage of Makishima? wasn't that up to the teen to decide? Didn't Maki have to decide what was an wasn't okay for himself? Granted it was supposed to be fair trade, but he'd already seen a lot in his few years. It was Maki's turn.

"Alright. In the spirit of full disclosure, I've wanted to hit it since I saw it," Reno sniffed, clucking his tongue again. Might as well rip off the bandage and expose everything to the air.

"I think about it a lot, I've had a lot of time to think about it, honestly. Do I think I can still make a commitment to someone I already hooked up with? Absolutely. Do I wanna hook up with you? Shit yeah. Honestly I'd be happy just to go down on you for the night and call it good, yo. See you next time, ring me when you're free, y'know? Next date maybe, uh," he gestured slightly with both hands, not able to verbally convey a sexual progression of events adequately.

"Y'know? Anyways, good times are good times. I'm pretty open-minded, willin' to try anything out, don't have a lot of preferences, like pretty much everything. what I'm trying to say is that it ain't about the sex, yo. It about who you do it with, when it matters. Sex is something anyone can do with anyone. I just...well....I bet it's pretty awesome when you're in l--uh. When you really like someone, like. A lot. You know. when they really do it for you. Whatever. Anyways, yeah. So to be a totally vulgar prick, I wanna bury my face between your legs until you're begging for it to be over and kinda wanna wake up here and take a chance trying to cook you breakfast without burning your place down. That part's kinda dicey."

Makishima stayed quiet as Reno spoke. He stayed quiet for a variety of reasons, among those the pure and simply fact that he wanted Reno to get out his feelings, but the larger part was that as Reno spoke and he imagined what all they could get into his body was starting to react. He could imagine the feeling of Reno's lips on his skin, the rough caress of Reno's hands along his body the small river of Reno's hair tickling and blending with his own and he could guess and how good that final intimacy may also feel. More than that the minute those lewd words were out of his mouth Makishima felt his mind and body open completely to the idea.

"It doesn't have to be a one night stand sho," Makishima said with a breathy exhale that was part groan.

He closed the distance between them, wrapping his arms around Reno's shoulders and brought his lips up against the red-head's in a strong, lingering kiss until he had to pull away to say, "Let's go to my room."

There was no hesitance in his voice though he was nervous. Frankly he was terrified, but he wanted this. Lord help him he wanted this. He wanted to fall asleep beside Reno, tucked against his arm, and wake up to the smell of burning food if that was what happened. He wanted to share more laughs with Reno and he didn't want them to end.

Geeze, since when had Makishima been a romantic? But maybe, just maybe, he was a little homesick and a little lonely too and here had been Reno to fill that place in his heart. Yes, he wanted him. He wanted him badly.

This is happening? This is happening! Reno returned the kiss without hesitation, because kissing Maki always seemed to feel right and because he was a player - granted with shit game, but a player nonetheless. He acted on impulse and instinct, so he was there in the moment without a thought. Once the connection was made, though, he was completely abuzz.

Room? His room?

Holy materia.

He rose both hands, burying them in all that hair so he could deepen the kiss, remind himself that even if he was being invited in, he had to be the good guy. He had to be the noble knight, as much as a piece of trash like himself could be, because if he had any regrets in life, Maki would be the only one. If he screwed up, it'd haunt him forever. If they didn't work out, he didn't want it to be because of something like love-making, he wanted it to be due to genuine differences of opinion and life. Things that he couldn't help, not because he got rowdy with a virgin and ruined everything.

"It won't be one night unless you say it has to be," he breathed against the teen's lips, leaning in to press their forehead together with a smirk and shrug. Reaching down with on hand, he curled his fingers around Makishima's and tugged, nodding for the boy to lead the way. Reno wasn't sure how he planned to lead and follow at the same time, but he wanted to make sure everything was what Maki wanted. Patience wasn't his strongest virtue - most of the time he wasn't sure he had any virtues at all - but Maki made him want to be a better man and that was enough.

Shit but he was gonna rock this little bastard's world. Hell yeah.

Makishima sighed into the kiss, lips parting and craving that deeper connection. His heart was pounding hard in a way that had nothing to do with the caffeine he'd just had but everything to do with the red-head in front of him. No matter what happened in the next moments he knew he was ready.

Feeling Reno's hands pushed up into his hair Makishima shivered. It felt good, so good to be held like that though he normally hated anyone that close to him or in his hair. With Reno it was different. Everything was different. Reno was a whirlwind threatening to blow him away and Makishima was more than ready for the ride.

"I won't." Makishima said softly, though he knew he couldn't promise it. He twined his fingers with Reno's own leaving his cup on the balcony and went with him back into the apartment. He moved to get in front of him, leading the way back towards his bedroom with a pounding heart. There was a short landing of three stairs and through a door partially hidden by a book case that was kitty corner to it. He pushed open the door, flicking on the lights as he went. He wanted to be able to see this. He wasn't one of those people that would be prude and demand the lights be off, he wanted to see what was going to happen.

Much like Makishima the room was overly eccentric. Even more so the bedding was a literal eye sore, but Makishima loved it. Besides they weren't really in here for the bedding were they?

Turning, Makishima draped his arms around Reno's neck once they were inside. He kissed him as passionately as he could, mouth open and tongue already questing to get inside.

He almost asked if what was happening was really happening, but it seemed like a really stupid, callous thing to say, and for once, he kept his mouth shut. More or less. He liked kissing Makishima too much to keep his mouth more than figuratively closed, really.

Breaking the kiss only long enough to tilt his head up and press his lips to the teen's brow, Reno paused when he saw the sheets. Really? Though he supposed he shouldn't have been shocked, all said and done. He preferred gray sheets or black, which he knew he looked the best on, but leaning back to look at Makishima, Reno realized the teen would look fantastic on that wild bedding. All types, he supposed, grinning brightly and probably looking quite lunatic for a moment, since Makishima was no mind reader to know what delighted the redhead so.

"So...I know what I want....which is pretty much everything. But what are lookin' for, babe?" Reno asked, twirling some of that green hair around a finger, enjoying the silky feel of the curl as he cocked a brow and winked. "You just wanna go light? Fool around a little? You cool with me just doing my thing? There....y'know...somethin' you've kinda always wanted to try?" he raised his voice, lilting it, trying to open the floor for suggestions. He could do a few things no problem, no hesitation, but if Makishima was looking to get his ticket punched right there, that was gonna take a fuckin' minute.

No, Makishima was no mind reader, but that look in Reno's eyes spoke of desire and lust that even a virgin like Makishima could read.

"I really wouldn't know, sho." Makishima had seen plenty in porn, he'd imagined himself in a variety of situations, but that couldn't possibly account for the reality of the situation. He was already in farther than he ever thought he would be with a person.

"Show me everything." He said quietly, blushing hotly and tucking back a stray strand on the other side of his head. Of course he knew everything couldn't be a real possibility, but all the way and back certainly was. Strike a home run, Reno. It was what Makishima wanted.

"Woah there, soldier!" Reno grinned, laughing lightly and grabbing Makishima's shoulders to shake him gently.

"Can't show you everything! That'd spoil all the fun, yo. Gotta spread it out. Work up to things. And I mean, I don't really think either of us is ready for that, honestly. Much as I'm totally down and that's like...right up there with legitimate commitment, for your first adventure I think I'm just gonna prove a point to both of us," the redhead nodded to himself, stepping forward and pushing the teen backwards towards the bed.

"So I'm gonna show you a good damn time and prove that I'm not just a jerk that hits it and quits it, yo. Tonight's gonna be all about you, got it? I'm gonna fuckin' unravel your ass!" Reno announced proudly, giving Makishima a little shove when his knees hit the back of the bed, then clapping his hands once and rubbing them together.

"Yep. So kick your shoes off! Those pants aren't comin' off on their own!" he crowed, tossing his head back with a childish sort of triumph, fists propped on his hips.

"And if you like this, then you just get to think about all the awesome shit we can do later. I'll show you how to do stuff, and then you can do it too. Right? I mean, if you want to. That's cool if you don't. Some stuff ain't for everybody. Oh yeah, and tell me to stop if you gotta! I mean it. It's cool if it's like...not what you want, or just too intense. I can slow down," the Turk reassured the teen, though he wasn't exactly proving that as he loomed over Maki and waited for him to drop trou.

"Ah.." Makishima blinked, caught off by the sudden shake and ended up laughing alongside Reno. Okay, fine he supposed Reno was right. He took a step back, allowing himself to be led back towards the bed until the backs of his knees found the edge and he was pushed down.

He smiled up at Reno, feeling a little awkward again, but well, "Don't expect me to do this sexily, sho." If he wanted that he was definitely barking up the wrong tree.

He kicked his house shoes off, leaning back on the bed and undoing his belt. He hooked his thumbs into his the waistband and pushed them off slowly, lifting his hips and letting them fall to his knees where he ended up kicking them off. Makishima was not going to be stripping for a living any time soon.

"I can do it sexily," he grinned, wagging a brow at the teen and shaking his head. "Remind me to give you a sweet striptease sometime, yeah? I got the moves, yo," the redhead announced cockily, hooking thumbs in front of himself under imaginary suspenders and swaying his hips side to side, body curving left and right like a serpent. Reno was, in fact, quite agile, and even when showing off in a joking manner he proved it, movements sensuous and deliberate. It was a short-lived tease, however, not meant to be as impressive as promising. Someday.

Light eyes followed the pants with a slow-growing smile, Reno jerking his hands up and down and swaying side to side in a little dance to music in his head. Humming to himself, he bent down, gripping the ankles of Makishima's pants to assist and giving them a yank, casting them aside dramatically.

"Legs for da~ys," he remarked musically to himself, snapping his fingers before shooting finger guns at Maki.

"Keep goin' beautiful, if you wanna leave anything on, you can, but lemme see a little more, yeah?" he asked, reaching up to undo the buttons of his shirt, inches of pale, toned flesh revealed a piece at a time until the V of his body was exposed. He watched Maki the way an owl watched a mouse, debating the time to strike. Eventually Reno reached up behind himself, digging into his hair and pulling out a long black clip, tossing it aside and shaking his long braid free from where he had it pinned in place, folded against itself twice.

"Down or up?" he asked, holding the braid and swinging it like a long red rope, spinning it as he cocked his hip to the side and loomed there, winking at the teen.

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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