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[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?

I won't bite you again... 'less you ask.

[ is that, like, the thing? that's the kink, right? who knows. he's just grasping at straws here. ]

Nah, I'm good.

Very kind of you.

[Reeve moves them to the express executive elevator and fully intends to ride that down to his car.]

From my experience, quite good.

Wha-? Shut up! You weren't that into it.

[ at least it got a smirk out of him, crooked and sarcastic though it is. ]

Perhaps, but one must applaud skill where it occurs.

[He keeps a straight face though.]

Come now, you know that skill is always meant to be rewarded.

You really don't gotta flatter me. I'll take a reward, though, yeah.

[Well, that reward will come in the future, so he doesn't see a need to explaining it now. Just enjoys the cheerful ding of the elevator and steps onto it.]

Now I have to wonder if you've eaten yet. I could order some food.

Uh... not since lunch. You don't got to order anything, beer and chips is fine.

[ that's what he usually eats when he goes home. or whatever crap is in the fridge. or he orders out, but not if he's going to be, y'know, busy. busy-busy. like sexy busy. ]

[Oh, he'll order something.]

Given my plans, Reno, you'll want to be fed.

[And he's got many plans, or so the slight smirk as they ride the elevator down says. Room service should be able to provide. Or he can stop somewhere on the way to pick something up.]

Uh huh...?

[ well, now you've got him interested. he tilts his head curiously, lips quirking a little at the look on reeve's face. plans? does he really think it's going to be that good? ]

Alright, if you say so. Seems like a lot of trouble to go to.

[Of course it is, but that is who Reeve is. Soon the elevator is in the parking garage and Reeve moves along, expecting Reno to follow.]

I told you, I had much to talk about.

[He doesn't intend to talk.]

[ reno follows, a little more at ease. well, at least up until the talking comment. talking, eating... sounds like a whole lot of build-up to something he already isn't too sure is going to be worth doing. but he's made his mind up and he's seeing it through. again, the worst that happens is he finally gets this all out of his system once and for all and never needs to bother reeve ever again. ]

I can hardly wait.

[Reeve leads them to a very understated little sedan and gets in, but only after putting his things in the back.]

Patience doesn't seem your virtue. How about carry out italian?

[ getting in the passenger seat, glancing around. go figure reeve would go with the "nothing fancy" model. even reno, who doesn't give a damn about cars, has a fancier car than this. ]

Sounds good. Go heavy on the carbs.

[Reno uses the car as more than a point a to point b thing.]

You'll need the energy.

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