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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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"That's why I like it too," Reeve smiled. "Intimate."

He is panting a little, now, trying to rise up on his tip toes to get Rufus's hands further down his body. The teasing is fair.

We have turned into the intimate bathing meme

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Rufus smiles, pausing his movements when Reeve arches, and just kissing his ear softly for a good fifteen seconds or more, before finally moving just his left hand down to grasp Reeve and begin stroking him gently.

His right hand he slides back up slowly, stroking his abdomen and then further until he starts playing with Reeve's nipples alternately as he keeps his hand stroking.

A that's a thing and B we could hand wave

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"Fiend," Reeve accuses him, but there is no annoyance in his voice. This is all very stimulating and he has no issue moaning over the attention, or rocking into Rufus's hand.

Only if you want to hand wave it

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Rufus just chuckles softly. He will take being called a fiend as a compliment in this situation, though he does hope to earn far more

Still stroking, his right hand moves away from his nipples after a moment, gently running it up over Reeve's shoulder and then slowly down his back.

Finally, he stops his movements altogether, long enough to make the man worry he is done, before beginning to stroke the older man at a redoubled pace and gently sliding a finger into him at the same time.

Re: Only if you want to hand wave it

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"Fuck," Reeve curses as Rufus stops, because he doesn't want to lose that attention. How could Rufus do that to him? And of course then Rufus just pushes further, and Reeve finds himself leaning against the front wall of the shower, needing it to stay standing.

"If you stop, I'm not going to mope. And maybe sleep with Reno instead."

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"Rude is better." Rufus is almost daring Reeve to keep that lie up with the remark, carefully moving his finger inside Reeve, waiting for a good time to insert a second finger. "Besides, who said I was going to stop again?"

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"And here I thought you hadn't had experience with them," Reeve countered, the words panted in time with Rufus's thrusting finger.

"But I'll try him instead, if it's needed."

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He enjoys this banter, the fact Reeve can keep up, but he doesn't intend it to keep up far too long. That first finger is joined by a second very soon, and like Reeve, Rufus does seem to have experience on this end as well, beginning to slowly stretch the man. "Rude is good if you like your men well-hung."

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"An interesting detail. You know I'm going to have to ask Reno about that now," Reeve answered, and he does it through clenched teeth because this is... this is not easy, staying still and not just thrusting back against those fingers.

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Rufus laughs softly. He would love to be a fly on the wall for that conversation, especially when Reeve revealed his source. Something to ask next time they see one another.

Sadly, as much as he is enjoying this, and those gritted responses, it's time to stop. The two fingers adjust and shift as he thrusts, looking for Reeve's prostate. Time to stop the words and get some sounds.

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"So, have you slept with them or not?"

It's an important enough question that he manages to get it out, just before Rufus finds what he's looking for and Reeve is left shouting in pleasure. Yes, that's a good thing to be focused on.

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The question can wait. Rufus has found what he wants, and he is content to stimulate it, get some more sound from the man, maybe even see if he can bring him to climax with just his hands.

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Climax with just his hands? Possible. Possibly cruel, but entirely possible. Reeve's legs were definitely shaking, his body tense and held up only by that tension in his legs.

"Rufus," he found himself saying, the word a soft plea. What for, he didn't know.

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"Yes?" Even if Reeve doesn't know, Rufus will ask what he wants, a third finger joining the first two. And cruel or not, in tight quarters such as a shower, fingers may have to do. Though if Reeve begs...

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A third will do. Reeve is left shaking and moaning, and soon he can't help himself, rocking into Rufus's grip to try and get more friction sooner.

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If Reeve were facing Rufus, he would see the mix of amusement and pleasure the man is taking in managing to get Reeve so worked up. Though he doesn't intend to stop, and is indeed amping it up a little bit.

Hands busy, Rufus shifts up a little to begin nibbling at Reeve's ear, better focusing his fingers on the man's prostate.

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Damn him for remembering that one. Because the nibbling is more than enough to get him the rest of the way there, leaving Reeve to come with a shout with pleasure. And with that he sags a little against the wall of the shower, panting.

"You're a little too good at that."

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Honestly, he had expected it to take just a little longer, but he will take it not doing so as a compliment. And the remark? Rufus just laughs as he draws his hands away, nipping once more at Reeve's ear.

"I have had plenty of chances to practice."

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If Rufus doesn't want to see it as skill, well, there is always the fact that it's been a while for Reeve, the previous night aside.

"I hope you have many more where I'm concerned," Reeve chuckled, and it's just as breathy as all his other statements recently. Damn. "I see I'm going to have to provide more skill in the future to even compete."

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"I look forward to it." Rufus pulls back so Reeve can turn around if he wants. "Also, to your earlier question: I haven't slept with any of the Turks. But I have needed help bathing since the Stigma, and let's just say I've caught enough of a glance or two at Rude in wet clothes to know he's hung.

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"Then I won't have to ask," Reeve chuckled. Then he got a bit more serious, because well, Reeve was serious. By nature.

"It may be a while before I can visit again."

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"Ask Reno to piss him off, if he gives you any guff." Rufus smiles, and brushes his hand along Reeve's skin. "I was already aware that might be. As I said, we have other methods of communication we can use."

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"If I couldn't handle a little guff, I wouldn't have lasted long as an executive," Reeve pointed out, enjoying the touch. They should probably finish cleaning and get out. He has so much to get back to.

"Yes, I suppose you could call, and you've got messengers. The latter won't be as effective when I'm out of the city. But thank you. For... this chance."

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"I also have the Cait unit when you are home." Rufus points out, before looking vaguely confused. "What chance?"

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What chance? Reeve moved forward to pull Rufus against him, into his arms, and pressed their lips together. This chance. Them. It was strange, but he was happy for it, and he wanted to take this seriously. And Rufus was allowing him to.

"This one," he answered, voice soft. "And yes, You'll need to practice on Cait's conversation abilities a bit more before I can let him go out of the apartment."