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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]

"I live with him." Rufus grins, moving to his phone to check it. "Tseng and Elena just picked up the food, so we should have food soon."

[plate_builder]

Ah, food. Reeve rises and moves to collect the rest of the clothes to put them on. He doesn't want to... Well, be seen naked by them.

[afterlaborday]

Rufus seems fine in just his pants, probably because he has lived with and been tended to by the Turks for a long time, and so merely sits back and lets Reeve dress.

"Will you have to head out first thing tomorrow, or did you manage to get a bit more time off than that?"

[plate_builder]

The question earns a smile from Reeve. A big smile.

"Do you want me around more?"

[afterlaborday]

"Of course." Rufus looks a bit confused at the question. "Why wouldn't I?"

[plate_builder]

"You could have plans, dear. Ones you're not telling me about," Reeve points out, moving to the food and settling. And, after a moment, he smiles and offers his hand out to Rufus. Sit in his lap, dear.

[afterlaborday]

"I've already told you my plans are to lay low for a while again." He says, before chuckling softly at the gesture. "Last time I sat on your lap, you were injured and told me not to test you..."

[plate_builder]

"I'm not injured," Reeve counters. "And we know I am already tested by your very presence."

And had failed that test earlier.

[afterlaborday]

Rufus chuckles, moving over as if he might straddle Reeve, though instead he leans over to kiss him softly, tone amused as he speaks. "If I sit there, we might become rabbits again."

[plate_builder]

"As if we have even learned to stop being rabbits," Reeve laughs, shaking his head.

What a silly mood they are in. Not that he cares about it so much as, you know, pleased.

[afterlaborday]

"True..." Rufus moves to press the chair back so he can confortably straddle Reeve, wrapping arms around him with a little smirk on his face. "Are we going to repeat the conversation enough to get you to do that nice, sexy voice you give when you're trying to seduce someone?"

[plate_builder]

"Do you want me to use that sexy voice, or are we eating sushi?"

Because he figured he could probably do both.

[afterlaborday]

"Voice for now." He almost purrs this out, though there's also amusement in that tone. "I haven't heard it in a while."

[plate_builder]

Well, that was something he could agree to. More or less.

Reeve leaned in, his lips just short of brushing against the man's ear. Only then does he start to speak, voice lower.

"I worry about what you'll do if you hear me."

[afterlaborday]

Reeve seemed to agree to a lot of Rufus' whims when it came to them being intimate, and there was no way the blond was going to complain about it, rather enjoying the faint bit of spoiling he got.

Especially when it was something like this. Something small and not entirely physical, but stimlating nonetheless.

Stimulating enough to earn a shiver from Rufus and a small, pleased sound as well, before he laughs softly and shifts back to look Reeve in the eye.

"You know, I suppose I should be glad you never purposefully used thag voice against me in the past to get your way; it may just have worked."

[plate_builder]

Well, Reeve would appreciate that, quite a bit. He does smile, though, pleased by this idea. But he doesn't think he'd use it like that.

"Honestly," he says, his voice still low, "I think I'd rather talk about more pleasant things. Like what it would be like to eat sushi off your skin."

[afterlaborday]

"Oh, you want me to be a plate, huh?" Rufus smirks, laughter in his eyes as he enjoys that low rumble some more. "Should I be worried what sort of things you've been 'reading' while we were apart?"

[plate_builder]

"They have restaurants for that in Wutai. Yuffie took me, before the Stigma took up such force that they shut their borders," Reeve admits.

He was pretty sure she was trying to get him laid. Asshole.

[afterlaborday]

"She did, huh?" Somehow that is even more amusing to Rufus than the idea that Reeve was reading through some dirty magazine, and he can't help but tease. "And how was it? Any lovely men there, or were you stick with girls because Yuffie doesn't know you like men?"

[plate_builder]

"I left," Reeve admits with a blush. Because he didn't know how to live with such a... display. Which made him feel awkward. Very awkward.

[afterlaborday]

"Hmm." Rufus kisses Reeve a little. "So you like the idea, if it is me, huh?v

[plate_builder]

"I think I'd like the excuse to have my tongue on you," Reeve grins, tilting his head to consider the other.

[afterlaborday]

Rufus shakes his head with a laugh. "Well... I'll consider it for my usual price when it comes to these things."

[plate_builder]

"Of course you would, my sweet," Reeve laughs, moving to kiss the young man's neck. "And you'd make it all taste so... so sweet."

[afterlaborday]

Rufus laughs softly. When did he ever miss a chance to finegle a kiss out of Reeve? Honestly, he would be content with only that if it was all that was available, but he's glad it's not.

"Mm, doubtful." He shifts his head to give Reeve more access to his neck. "But if you want to try, we can. Just have to bathe again later."