Let It Snow, Chapter 3

The next morning, Cloud and Reno awoke to find that they were indeed snowed in. Overnight, it had snowed at the incredible rate of two inches an hour, and the snowfall totals would soon approach two feet. "I've never seen anything like this," Cloud muttered, shaking his head as he looked out the window. "It certainly never snowed like this when I was a kid in Nibelheim…this is like the kind of weather you'd see at the Gaea Clifs. Reno?"

"Yeah, babe?" Reno replied lazily from underneath the snug warmth of the comforter. Cloud was always up earlier than he was, which annoyed him at times. Right now, he fervently wished that Cloud would draw the blinds again, to shut out the searing white light filtering through the window. The sun was out, a sick looking pink blob, obscured slightly by gray clouds.

Suddenly, Reno was jarred out of his comfort and complacency as the building shook with a roll of thunder. Moments later, the corresponding fork of lightning flashed across the dull winter sky.

"Holy shit, yo!" Reno exclaimed, bounding out of bed to join Cloud at the window. "Thunder-snow? I've heard of it, but never experienced it myself. That's cool." He grinned as he stared out the window, hoping to catch another glimpse of lightning during the blizzard.

Cloud, shivering slightly in his bathrobe, glanced over to note, with some amusement, that Reno was standing next to him stark naked. And standing at attention, as it were.

"Aren't you…a little cold?" Cloud asked him, with a bemused look. He raised an eyebrow as he glanced down at Reno's morning wood, which Reno himself had apparently been oblivious to.

Until Cloud pointed it out. "Oh, um…yeah. It is a bit nippy in here, isn't it," Reno quipped, smirking as he led Cloud back to the bed. "I need you to keep me warrmm, Cloud," Reno whined in a needling tone, as he slid underneath the comforter. Cloud quickly discarded his robe, tossing it by the foot of the bed, as he slid in next to Reno. "See," teased Cloud, as he turned over, pressing his body on top of his lover's. "Told you I'd get you to like the cold."

"But I don't like the cold, Cloud," Reno protested, gasping as he felt Cloud's warm hands encircle his shaft.
"But," Cloud replied, as he shifted and lowered his mouth to Reno, "you do like the…warming up aspect of coming in from the cold, hmm?' His tongue teased the tip of Reno's cock, slowly and torturously taking the length into his mouth.

"Y-yeah," Reno groaned, leaning back into the pillows as Cloud deep throated him. "That part of it…is…niiiiice. Oh fuck me, Cloud!" he exclaimed, moaning as Cloud's hand began stroking Reno's shaft.

"Oh?" Cloud murmured, humming around the mouthful of flesh, grinning as he did so – he knew the vibrations of his lips and tongue would only serve to drive Reno over the edge. "Is that a request?"

"What?" Reno muttered distractedly. "No, what—what did I say?"

Cloud removed his mouth from Reno's crotch, and grinning devilishly, reached for the lube on the nightstand. "I believe your exact words," he continued, as he slicked himself up with the lube, "were, 'oh fuck me, Cloud.' That ring a bell?" Cloud positioned himself over Reno, then hesitated - but only for a moment, his cock barely pressing up in between Reno's cheeks.

"It does sound familiar," Reno murmured, spreading his legs out and pulling Cloud down to him. "What are you waiting for, yo!" Reno said impatiently, his hand already firmly gripping his shaft, waiting until Cloud was inside him to begin stroking.

"Hmm," Cloud murmured, as he slowly entered Reno. "I may...have to rethink this," he teased, as he eased his length into Reno.

"Rethink...what?" Reno's flaming red hair was splayed erratically all over the pillows and bedcovers; he almost looked to Cloud like a wild, caged, animal, so pent up he was. The sight turned Cloud on even more, as did his lover's impatience. "Damn you, Cloud, you bastard, stop teasing me!" Reno begged. Cloud laughed as he braced his hands on Reno's shoulders, and thrust forcefully into him, moaning softly as he did so. "You're so impatient, Reno," he said, smiling down at his lover, who was squirming beneath him, looking as if he were ready to spontaneously combust.

"You're mine, Reno," Cloud declared in a whisper, as he moved slowly in and out of a writhing Reno.
"Yesss," Reno hissed. "Yours, Cloud...always." Reno gasped, and thrashed, and panted in a frenzy, as he felt himself clench around Cloud. Almost of its own volition, Reno's hand came around to his cock, as he stroked himself to a climax. As he felt Cloud thrust even more deeply, brushing against his prostate, Reno threw his head back in ecstasy, limbs thrashing. "Oh, fuck, Cloud!" he cried out, as he felt Cloud release within him. Moments later, Reno followed suit, as Cloud collapsed in a spent heap on top of Reno's sweat-glazed chest.

"So," Reno drawled lazily, as Cloud withdrew from him slowly, and the Turk reached for his ever-present pack of clove cigarettes on the nightstand. "What's on our agenda for today, yo? More of this, I hope?"

"Yeah," Cloud replied with a grin, leaning back under the covers. "Well…first, a shower, I think."

"Make it a long one," Reno added. "Let's use up all the hot water, yo." He chuckled as he took a heavy drag off of the cigarillo, playfully blowing smoke rings toward Cloud as he exhaled.

"Okay, so first we'll shower," Cloud agreed. "Then, I'd like to get out there and take a look at snowmobiles…after all, that is why we came up here."

Reno raised an eyebrow in surprise; given the blizzard that was going on outside, he had already made his mind up to stay in the lodge all day with Cloud, hopefully confined to the bedroom. "Seriously?" the Turk asked in disbelief. "You really want to go out there in this shit? I bet nothing's open, yo. Then we'll just have to come back here, and go back to bed anyway…" Reno said, leering at Cloud.

"You are insatiable, Reno," Cloud countered, laughing. "Damn. I thought I was horny, but you hold some kind of world record. Not that I'm complaining, by any means." He chuckled, then went on. "But yeah…if we can get out, I'd really like to check out those snowmobiles. Maybe even take you sledding or snowboarding later, yeah?"

The Turk frowned at this. "Me? On a snowboard? Um, no. Dude, you've seen me surf, right? You know how well that turned out."

Cloud laughed along with Reno as they remembered a day trip taken to Costa del Sol over a year ago, well before they became lovers; Reno had eagerly taken surfing lessons from one of the young locals, who declared Reno "unteachable" after only ten minutes of frustrated instruction. Cloud, on the other hand, had taken to surfing like a pro, and looked the part as well, with his head of golden spiked hair, and lithe, muscular body. Reno's mind flashed back to that day, and wondered if that was when he had first taken notice of the elusive blond. Finally landed him, too, Reno thought with a triumphant grin, as he stared dreamily at Cloud.

"Okay, then, how about sledding?" Cloud inquired, laying an arm across Reno's torso, as he inhaled his scent. "Mmm. I love how you smell, Reno," the blond murmured.

"I thought I needed a shower?" Reno replied, tittering. "All right," he sighed. "I guess I'll go along with this sledding shit. What's in it for me, though?"

"You smell like you, Reno, that's what I love about it. But we do smell like...sex. Imagine that," Cloud said, laughing. "So...what's in it for you, to go sledding…hmm," Cloud murmured, considering. "How about," he said, brightening, "I do that thing to you later?"

"What thing is that, Cloud?" Reno asked, kissing the top of Cloud's head. "You know, there are a lot of things you do to me that I like. You've gotta be more specific, yo."

"You know," Cloud replied coyly. "That thing."

"Ohhh," Reno said slowly, finally realizing what Cloud was referring to. "That thing! Yeah…I guess that'd be worth getting a cold ass from sitting on a damned sled. Seeing as you'll be warming up that cold ass later on…"

"Reno," Cloud said gravely, trying to hide a grin. "You are incorrigible."

"Damned straight I am," Reno replied, capturing Cloud's lips in a soft kiss. The two men got up from the bed, and made their way toward the bathroom, stopping every so often to kiss and grope each other. It was a slow process, getting from one spot to another in that fashion, but neither seemed to mind the snail's pace; they were in no hurry.

"Cloud?" Reno began, as he stepped into the shower behind Cloud, basking in the hot spray of water. "What exactly does incorrigible mean?"

Cloud laughed as he reached for the shampoo. "It means," he said, as he worked the suds into a lather and began washing Reno's water-slicked hair, "that you are beyond hope, incapable of being reformed. It means…you're a very bad boy, Reno."

"Oh, good," Reno replied, snickering. "I know you love it, Cloud." He rinsed the suds out of his long red hair, as Cloud stood and watched him, transfixed. He loved Reno's hair, but especially loved when he wore it down; when Reno had it down and wet like this, standing in the shower, it made Cloud unbelievably horny. As he watched Reno swaying beneath the steamy spray of water, running his fingers through his long locks as he rinsed, Cloud felt himself get hard again. Damn, already? he wondered. Not that I'm complaining...

"Yeah," Cloud replied, closing his eyes as he stood under the hot spray. He slicked water into his spikes, which somehow refused to lay flat, despite the torrent of hot water washing over Cloud's hair. "Hand me the shampoo?" he asked Reno quietly. "Unless you used it all."

"Glad you didn't ask me to bend over and get the soap," Reno cracked, as he handed the shampoo bottle over to Cloud. Still holding onto the bottle, their hands touching, Reno paused, not letting go of the shampoo. "Or maybe...you should bend over and get me the soap...huh, Cloud?" Reno murmured, locking eyes with his lover.

"Maybe...I should," Cloud whispered, lowering his eyes enough to note that Reno was also...at half mast. "Get the soap, that is. Or something. Maybe...you could wash my hair, Reno."

"Oh yeah," Reno said, half panting, as he let out a deep breath. "Gods, I've got a stiffie again already, yo," he observed, as he squirted shampoo into his palm. Cloud turned so his back was facing Reno, as the Turk lavished the blond spiked hair with suds.

"I have...the same problem," Cloud moaned, leaning his head back into Reno's hands. It felt electric, Reno's touch on his scalp; Cloud could feel it all the way down his spine, and into his toes, which were starting to curl. It wasn't just the hard-on that was making it difficult for Cloud to stand in the shower; simply Reno's touch, made Cloud turn to jelly.

"Oh gods, Reno," Cloud groaned, pressing backward into Reno's erection. "I...I need you. Inside of me, please..." he begged.

"But what about sledding?" Reno teased, as his fingers slowly worked their way into Cloud's ass. "I thought you wanted to go sledding? And snowmobiling?"

"Yes-no-yes...later-fuck, Reno, stop torturing me!" Cloud cried, backing his ass onto Reno's probing fingers.
Reno cackled as he positioned his cock near Cloud's ass. "Sorry, babe," he breathed into Cloud's ear. "Hold onto the wall...or something," he told Cloud, as he eased his length in, grasping his lover's slim hips as he thrust in and out forcefully, the steaming hot water causing their pulses to race, along with certain other sensations they were experiencing. Cloud had braced his hands against the tile wall; so weak in the knees was Cloud, that he nearly lost his balance several times, as Reno fucked him relentlessly, slamming into his prostate with sweet abandon. Cloud gingerly removed a hand from the wall, and encircled his cock, stroking almost desperately, as he felt himself approaching his climax. "Reno...I'm almost there," he cried out in warning.

"Same...here," Reno said, still thrusting, trying not to lose concentration. He felt his balls contract as he emptied his load; then, Reno moved his hand around to join Cloud's, as both hands worked in unison to bring Cloud off. "Sweet fucking Shiva," Cloud moaned, as he spurted all over their conjoined hands, and the shower wall. Sated, and panting, they shut the water off, and dried each other thoroughly, with luxuriously fluffy and oversized towels provided by the inn.

"Shower sex rocks, yo," Reno observed, as he toweled his hair. "Plus, we're all clean and shit, too." He laughed as he spun his damp towel into a point, and without warning, snapped it at an unsuspecting Cloud's bare ass.

"Ow!" Cloud yelped, jumping away from his attacker. "Asshole! That isn't fair!" Still nude, Cloud dashed out of the bathroom into the bedroom, leaving Reno feeling a bit bewildered. Poking his head from the bathroom, Reno called, "Cloud? Where'd you go-" The Turk was interrupted as a feather pillow smacked him square across the face. Blinking to clear his vision, Reno saw a grinning Cloud clutching one of the bed pillows, bouncing back and forth, as if ready to spar.

Raising an eyebrow, Reno frowned briefly, then grinned widely. "Naked pillow fight, huh?" he queried, laughing. "Hell fucking yeah!" Reno raced out of the bathroom to gather his own weapon, as he chased a giggling Cloud around the bedroom.