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[Which, Reeve supposes, is what led to this fixation on him.]

I was kind to you, and did not have to be. It wasn't because of corporate structure or because I wanted something from you or wanted you to do something. Early on in your time here, I was kind to you because that is who I am. And that, combined with being warned to stay away from me, led to a fixation.

A fixation? Oh, come on. It's not like that.

[ that sounds suspiciously like a crush, and that's... well, exactly what it was, honestly, but if reno knows that, he's not acknowledging it. reno shakes his head. hey, at least he isn't angry? ]

I just wanted to know what you were made of. It was just so... fucking weird. I thought maybe you just didn't know I wasn't some intern or something. But I followed you around for awhile and no, you just—are really like that. To everybody.

[ just... casually admitting he stalked him... but it "wasn't a fixation" whatever, okay. ]

[That... makes him uncomfortable. Like being stalked by a guard hound and not knowing it.]

So, now that you know, you finally took the time to seek me out to get the idea of me in bed out of your mind?

...No. I could've just sat on that forever.

[ reeve probably won't believe him, but he really could have. hey, if he's parked his feelings for rude in a back lot and doesn't plan to ever let them see the light of day, then reeve is easy mode. they barely even have a reason to cross paths half the time. ]

I just didn't appreciate your assessment of me. Wanted to prove you wrong.

Which part. Your assumption that I believed that you had no feelings, or my actual statement that I didn't think you could become involved in an intimate relationship that had a basis in an emotional connection?

Both? What the fuck is the difference?

[ ...dude. he really doesn't know. ]

The first is what you proved today, and what you incorrectly ascribe to me as having said. I know you have emotions, Reno. But anger is not sexy. The latter...

[How do you even explain it.]

I know I will not likely find long term love, but that doesn't mean I don't like an emotional connection to my lovers. Not anger and spite. I want mutual attraction. Tenderness. A soft sort of affection, even in bed. These are things I've never seen you display. Not toward myself at least.

That doesn't mean I can't do it.

[ not that he's done a great job of it today, but he was going to try. before his temper got the better of him and the only thing he felt like doing was asserting himself the only way he knows how to effectively do so. reno folds his arms, back against the glass, watching them drop floor after floor. ]

There's nothing I can't do.

But wanting to do it is a good part of it. Willing yourself to let go of control. Being open to letting the other person probably hurt you.

Perhaps you could do it, but the vulnerability I need and give? It's not something you want.

[ yeah, it all sails over his head. it just sounds like a whole lot of why the hell would you want to put yourself through that to him. the lack of comprehension is clear on his face, but he's not about to be made to feel stupid for the nth time tonight. he wipes the look off his face and stands up straight, frowning. ]

Yeah, well, maybe I'm curious. That counts as "wanting" to, doesn't it?

It does. It does indeed, but...

[How does he explain it to someone who doesn't understand.]

You don't want me. You want the idea of proving to me that I'm wrong.

So? Does it matter? Want is want, it doesn't have to be that complicated.

[ is there a difference? wanting someone because you want them or because there's another reason, who cares? and he's not about to say it, but maybe he wants it just to prove it to himself more than anything. he steps closer. ]

Maybe I wanna relive how you made me feel when I was fifteen. That's what you're talking about, right? Shit like that.

[See, now that is the sort of statement that can make Reeve lose the confidence and authority of speech that came with all his years of experience. That... is a very different experience, entirely. The idea of being desired to rekindle the more nervous, shy, uncertain desires of Reno's youth? He doesn't know what to do with that.]

And was what you had tonight sufficient for that?

[ reno's watching him carefully, so you better believe he's about to pick apart every detail of his reaction in search of the actual answer, besides what he says out loud. the unsure look in his eyes kind of... confuses him, too. shit, did he get it wrong? he thought maybe he was onto something with figuring this whole thing out. ]

No. Not even close.

[Of course not. Because what happened tonight wasn’t even remotely what Reno would have had from him then. No. Tonight had been second of the Turks strong arming an executive who had cheerfully allowed it.]

That is a different request. A very different one

Oh.

[ it comes out before he can really stop it, a bit put-out; damn. wrong again. why can't he get this right? what is he not understanding here? it's infuriating—but rather than lose his temper over it again, he just frowns and turns to go look out the elevator window again. ]

How is it different?

At this point I fear it is only something I can show you.

[Explaining did nothing after all.]

If you are interested, come with me tonight.

[ yeah... er... show him? sounds risky. but he can't just talk a bunch of bullshit about wanting to prove he can do it and then chicken out. he glances over, layering a challenging expression overtop of the anxiousness so that it doesn't show. ]

Alright, but I want a rain check on the rest of your office. Couch, desk, and you in that chair.

We’ll talk about it.

[Frankly he doesn’t know he wants more sex he will need to prove he deserves it from Reeve.]

Come home with me tonight.

Alright, alright, I'll come over.

[ he's not sure about it, but god damn it—god dammit, he's going to try. and maybe, hopefully, it'll sink in. if nothing else, he can do exactly as reeve says and notch that one off on his belt and call it a day. it's a conquest for the record books. if anything else comes out of it, he'll just have to wait and see and maybe be surprised. ]

[Good, then Reeve can at least do something. Try and teach something. Reeve nods and when the elevator stops on his floor again he strides out. Time to get packed up for the night.]

[ reno hovers by the door to reeve's office, a bit awkward. maybe just a little bit smug at the state of the place though, aside from the blood on the floor. the look on his face besides that, though, says pretty clearly that he's not so sure about this idea. not reluctance, but this is stepping out of his comfort zone, and for as much as he puts himself in risky situations and does whatever the hell he feels like, he actually doesn't much like not being in control.

obviously.

eventually, a hint of vulnerability creeps out and shows itself while he's waiting for reeve to finish up. ]

Are you sure...?

[Reeve moves around to tidy some things and pack his brief case. He even takes a piece of paper and writes a note that he leaves on his desk for his secretary for the morning. This could well take some time, after all. Once he's got that all and his coat pulled on, well, he just moves to the door where Reno waits. Moves there and kisses him lightly on the brow.]

I'm certain.

[ he makes a face and turns his head just a little when reeve kisses him, but doesn't well and truly turn away from the gesture. might as well let him, if this is supposed to be part of the whole... whatever the hell it is he's talking about. besides, he's kind of got a headache anyway, might as well kiss it better. he just hmphs and follows after him as they go to leave. ]

You're not gonna start calling me some adorable pet name and shit, are you?

What motivation would I ever have for that? You'd likely bite me. With the intention of bleeding me.

[And he'd not appreciate that particular thing.]

Do you need anything from your office?

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