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[plate_builder]

Does it need to be said? You can find this poor civil engineer in any sort of situation you want. Put up a starter and let it run free. No Scarlets welcome, though. He can't stand them.

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[afterlaborday]

"Mmm... do I?" He shivers a little at Reeve's massaging his neck. "Or am I just saying that because you asked me to?"

[plate_builder]

"And there's that cutting tongue of yours. I think if I'm wrong, I'd rather delude myself."

Because it's easier than being a fool. Granted he has fulfilled that role no small number of times in his life, but right now, he doesn't want to. Not with Rufus laying on him, seemingly relaxed.

[afterlaborday]

That earns a snicker from Rufus, rather than his usual chuckle, and he leans forward just enough to kiss Reeve softly. "At least now you can't say you completely hate my tongue."

[plate_builder]

"I don't," he agrees when the kiss is faded and the words have a chance to settle in. He smiles at Rufus when the man pulls away and considers him.

"What I can also say," he speaks at length, "is that you don't hate my lips."

[afterlaborday]

"You noticed?" He finally moves to sit up a little, straddling Reeve unintentionally as he does. "So, what do you want to do now? Just keep laying here?"

[plate_builder]

"I'm a bit tired, Rufus. It's been a long time since I've attempted anything like a marathon, and you're wearing me out. Have pity, Rufus. I'm old," he teases, a playful smile on his lips. They surely can't keep up this pace forever. Perhaps he just wants to bask in the warmth of the other man while he can manage consciousness. He's had very little sleep after all.

[afterlaborday]

"Shall we retire to the bed then? More space." He trails his nails along Reeve's chest. "May have to take the sheets off and sleep on the blanket, though."

[plate_builder]

"I fear we might have to do just that," Reeve agrees. He could poke around and see if there are spare sheets. Probably has enough energy to make a bed. "Would you mind that plan?"

[afterlaborday]

"No. It's fine with me." Rufus carefully stands, stretching once more. "Be warmer, too."

[plate_builder]

"Not if we are lying on top of the blankets."

Still, with Rufus standing, Reeve gets to his own feet. Takes a moment to straighten himself out before stretching a little himself. "Your bed is sort of small. We'll have to stay close."

[afterlaborday]

"Is that a problem?" He grins at Reeve, starting to move towards the bedroom. "I have more blankets and sheets."

[plate_builder]

"If you can show me where the sheets are, I can change them for you," Reeve offers. He's got the energy for that. But he will be pleased to have the warmth of additional blankets and a warm body.

[afterlaborday]

"Alright." He moves towards the bathroom, the sheets and other linens kept in there. "Do you want me to get anything while you make the bed? Or help you make it?"

[plate_builder]

"Water," Reeve says immediately. "And yes, help would be appreciated. But more than anything water would be my preference."

He's beyond thirsty after all of this, and the water he finished at dinner was not nearly enough.

[afterlaborday]

Rufus pulls some sheets out, handing them to Reeve with a nod. "You know I have plenty of water. I'll make sure we have a few bottles for the night. If you strip the bed, I'll get the water."

[plate_builder]

"Thanks," Reeve smiles as he accepts the load of sheets before heading out to the bed.

It's pretty easy to strip the bed down, Reeve clearly has experience with how quick he goes. Not that he knows where to put the dirty ones. He manages to get the sheets mostly in place before Rufus returns with water, but clearly he could use the help making sure that the sheets are secure around the corners.

[afterlaborday]

Rufus will find an out of the way place for the discarded sheets later, but seems content to set the bottles down on the dresser for the moment and move to help secure the sheets. "I'll ask Reno to wash the dirty knew sometime tomorrow."

[plate_builder]

"Oh yes, that's going to earn me so much mocking on the car ride," Reeve laughs, shaking his head. But he'll take that because in a weird way he really has earned it.


"Do you have a preference for a side of the bed when you're sharing one?"

He's known men more particular on that fact than anything else.

[afterlaborday]

"It will also serve him right." Rufus notes, since they both know the red-head would be making remarks already. "And closest to the dresser, please."

[plate_builder]

"Alright then," Reeve agrees.

With the fitted sheet on he moves on to the other sheet and then the blanket. Nice and made here. Completed.

"Do you mind if I strip down a bit?"

[afterlaborday]

"I don't mind." Rufus moves to sit on the bed since it's made, tilting his head back to roll it and stretch it. "I promise not to jump you again if I still like what I see."

[plate_builder]

"Oh, that's not a promise you have to keep," Reeve laughs, shaking his head as he starts removing his clothes. Carefully folds them off to the side so they get the last number of wrinkles given everything. He'll need those for tomorrow. Left his bag in the car the Turks used to pick him up.

[afterlaborday]

"But you said you're old," Rufus coos bratilly. "I don't want to give you a heart attack because of too much exercise."

[plate_builder]

"Wouldn't be a heart attack," Reeve counters, smirking at that comment.

He's got his clothes all set aside. Still has his socks on, yes he's a terrible person but he's cold.

"It's more of a matter that I don't know how much more I can actually get up to. Not that I wouldn't try. After I'd had some sleep."

[afterlaborday]

Rufus chuckles a little, and goes to fetch an extra blanket for them.

"Snuggling would be fine, Reeve. We can get up to more at another time."