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"There's a difference?" Rufus snickers, grabbing up the towel to rub down his hair a little before wrapping it around his waist. "Get dressed. I will make you some toast, so you can eat on the way back. And some coffee."

"Yes, there is. Trust me, I'm qualified to know," Reeve chuckled.

Wait... Reeve turned to look at Rufus at the offer, and he smiled. Yes. He's okay with that offer.

"Thank you."

Rufus nods, turning to go toward the kitchen and running a hand through his hair to try and shake off a bit more of the water, since his towel is otherwise occupied around his waist.

"Take mine," Reeve chuckled, mostly dried as it was. He threw the towel over Rufus's head as the man walked past.

It was a good look.

Rufus is not really expecting a towel to be tossed over his head, and the small 'ack' sound he makes shows this, even as he grabs at the offending object, almost throwing it at Reeve before deciding the man was just being nice and keeping it.

He comes back in the room only once, to drop the towels on the floor and put on at least some underclothes and pants, before heading back out to finish preparing things for Reeve.

It took Reeve a while to change and once he was suited up he grabbed his bag and headed back into the main room.

"Am I presentable?"

Rufus has placed a container of coffee on the table for Reeve, as well as put some toast in a bag, and sat down, and so he has an ample chance to look over Reeve and actually consider his question.

"I believe so."

"Well then, I suppose I'm off," Reeve said, moving to pick up the container of coffee and the bag.

Oh, it would be nice to steal a kiss just briefly. Before he gets going. Before he puts himself in a sealed environment with Reno to judge and pry.

In a way, he's almost excited.

"Be careful. I would hate last night to be a one time thing." Rufus smiles, and perhaps reading Reeve's mind, or just due to his own desires, he stands and kisses Reeve deeply.

"I know," Reeve agreed, a bit softer. "I want more chances with you. With us."

Ah, the kiss. That one was lovely. Just enjoyed kissing Rufus for a moment before he was forced to pull away.

"Any questions I should not entertain from your men?"

He still had to talk to Tseng.

Rufus pouts a faint bit that the kiss is done, but then smiles and chuckles softly. "Answer anything you like, in whatever way you like. Just make sure you tell me any juicy responses when we speak next.

"Being cooped up so often, gossip has become a past time for me."

"I'll make sure of it," Reeve chuckled. "I'll keep you up on gossip. I should have time in my apartment by seven. If you turn Cait on then I can see about walking you through more of the conversational subroutines."

"Alright." Rufus moves towards the door, to open it for Reeve. "I called down already, so someone should be by the car."

"Thank you. I will see you soon," Reeve smiled, nodding briefly to Rufus. Another soft smile and then he was heading downstairs, smiling to himself.

Didn't matter which Turk he got, he'd be quite happy. This has all been good.

He will totally get a staring Reno, Rude beside him likely to keep the red-head somewhat in check. But only somewhat, since he starts talking as soon as Reeve is close enough.

"Took you a while to get down here. Going for round two?"

"Four," Reeve corrected as he offered Rude his bag to load into the car. "Round four. Six if you decide that acts of oral sex for the pleasure of them but which do not reach completion before moving on to different acts warrant their own numbering."

Once the bag was handed over he smiled at Reno, moving so that he's standing in the redhead's space, voice low, almost offering.

"Maybe if you ask Rufus very kindly he'd let you share."

Reeve may notice Rude hiding a smile as Reno's eyes widen at the remark, taking the bag from the man and securing it in the backseat while they continue to talk. He almost even laughs when Reno responds.

"Share? Share what?!"

"Come now, you're a very creative thinker, Reno," Reeve said, before leaning in to whisper in Reno's ear. To lean so close so that Reno could feel his breath. "I'm sure you could come up with something."

Good thing Reeve is no threat, or else getting this close to a Turk would not be a good idea. As it is, Reno takes a moment before growling at Reeve. "Don't push it, else I might just seriously try to convince the boss. Then you'd be sorry."

"He'd say no, Reno." Rude has finished putting the bag away, and so can clearly see the look Reno gives, stopping Reno as he starts to speak. "Don't ask, you know I'm on the Boss' side."

"You think I find the idea of two men near me threatening?"

Oh, but Rude is ruining the fun. Reeve chuckled and pulled back, moving to get into the car.

"A trip home then?"

Reno just pouts at both of them, his own fun spoiled, but with what Reeve says, he grins. "You drive, partner! I got some stuff to talk with Reeve about."

Yes, Reeve anticipated as much as conversation with Reno. Instead he settled into the back, arms folded lightly in his lap, an eyebrow raised.

"And what could that possibly be, Reeve?"

"One, how could you manage four times? Two, how is it you convinced the boss, and three, he good?" Yup, that should cover all the bases for now. Or at least it is enough for Reno, for now.

“One, I am not that old, Reno. But if you must know once was this morning,” Reeve answered, still smirking to himself. “For two I don’t see why I should tell you and risk you trying to lure him away from me. As for Three...” Well, that would be telling.

"Maybe not that old, but that boring." Reno counters, before making a small boo'ing sound. "You aren't going to give anything fun, are you? Just sit there acting smug."

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