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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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"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."

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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?!"

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"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."

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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."

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"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?"

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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."

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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?"

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"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.

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“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. 

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"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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“I have been with many men, Reno. And never accused of being boring in bed. Out of it, yes, but never in it,” Reeve answered dismissively.

“Besides, if Rufus hasn’t slept with you Perhaps he doesn’t want you knowing how good he is.”

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"A-ha! So you are admitting the Boss has moves." Cat ate the canary grin go, and Reno is leaning nearer to Reeve. "I knew he had to. No man without could resist me! 'Cept maybe Cloud, but not sure he is right enough in the head sometimes. Still... now I know the Boss is good."

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Really?  “I did not say that. I said you won’t know how good he is. Which can also mean ‘where on a measurable scale he falls’ as the goal is always to fall on a positive point,” Reeve reminded Reno.  But Rufus was amazing. 

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"Don't believe ya." Reno leans back, nodding to himself. "You just say that so you don't have to give me further details. Now... onto the serious topic," Reno turns to look at Reeve, and he proves he does have a "Turk Face" when he needs it. "Hurt the boss, you ain't gonna like the consequences. Got it?"

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"I was fully aware that such a threat was coming on," Reeve answered, meeting Reno's gaze levelly. "Frankly, my greater concern is having my heart broken, than it is on his. For him this may end up being a fling. For me..."

Already he feels like he's going to get lost hard on this man. But he respected the threat.

"Serious talk for you, to be passed on to Tseng. I want to know when he isn't doing well. I just... want to know."

He cared.

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Seriously? Reno looks at Reeve as if he's grown at least one more head, before huffing a bit. "The boss ain't that sort of person.

"And I will assume the last means his Stigma attacks?"

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"I don't know him as much in some manners," Reeve shrugged, when he's fully honest. "And yes, I do."

He wasn't quite really ready to lose another person without getting to say goodbye.

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"Trust me, not his style." Reno sighs, and leans back. "So long as the bossman is okay with it, shouldn't be a problem."

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"I want to know, even if he isn't okay with it," Reeve answered. "I don't want to lose another person without saying goodbye."

Pain. He'd lost his mother, and then his father had died in a heart attack after the plate collapse. So many people.

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Reno just scowls at Reeve, a look of 'don't talk like that' on his face, before looking straight ahead. "If Weapon can't kill him, a little Stigma won't do the trick, either. And don't even try and correct me.ç

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“Have confidence in him for the both of us then,” Reeve countered. He has to wonder how insulated the Turks and Rufus are, to think he will beat the stigma. No one did. Of that Reeve was certain. He had already seen and heard of so many dying.

“I want to be hopeful. But I find it beyond me at the moment.”

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Not so much insulated, as denial or not wanting to face factw. Or maybe he knew something on a deeper level? It was hard to say, but either way, it was obvious the Turks were going to admit no such thing.

It also seemed Reno was, for once, done talking. Or maybe Reeve just annoyed him into silence.

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“Judge me as you see fit, Reno. But please pass my request on to Tseng,” Reeve sighed. Was that too much to ask?

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"Fine." He mutters, before moving to climb into the front seat; who cares if Rude gets at least one foot in the face while he does it, he'll only swerve a little.

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There was definitely a disadvantage to being Rufus Shinra's lover, Reeve had found. And the first and most powerful part of that was that he had found that his affection for the younger man overwhelmed those earlier plans of business first, pleasure later. More than once he'd found himself in Rufus's bed first, discussing business as he lay naked with the man in his arms. Of course that didn't keep him from romantic gestures like trying to learn Rufus's favorite recipe to cook for him (thank you Elena), and sometimes getting them right (thank you Rude). And yet they managed to find that line between business and personal lives and keep to it.

Just meant some discussions happened naked that didn't necessarily need to. For instance, Reeve was currently settling against Rufus, panting from the pleasure of their most recent round of sex, his body still singing from the thrill of the orgasm so fresh in his system. He settled next to Rufus in his bed, lips idly finding new places to press themselves in his affection for his lover.

"I've really got to learn to keep my hands off of you."

Not that he wanted to. He liked what they had. And having been in Mideel the last three months meant he'd barely seen the other man. At least he could talk to Rufus when he wanted.