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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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[plate_builder]

"I've plenty of lines in my years," Reeve counters.

"If you call me granpa, you're not getting laid for a month," Reeve counters. "At minimum."

[afterlaborday]

"You don't want more, do you?" Rufus asks, before snickering at the threat. "Awww, how boring. How about honey?"

[plate_builder]

"Honey I can accept," Reeve decides after a moment and before he starts to pack up the remaining sushi to put away in the fridge. "And I'd rather avoid lines."

[afterlaborday]

"Then try not to worry so, hard as it is." Rufus stands to help Reeve with the food. "I prefer your health stay intact."

[plate_builder]

"So that one of us doesn't have a major health complication?" Rufus asks, tilting his head thoughtfully.

[afterlaborday]

"Basically." He chuckles and moves to get the latest round of room service. He'll let Reeve finish putting away the dinner, setting the order of desert out as he does. "I think I've taken enough injury for two lives, don't you?"

[plate_builder]

"You have. So I ask you to avoid it, for the sake of my heart," he said as he closed the fridge and returned to enjoy the dessert.

[afterlaborday]

"I'm certainly trying to." He smiles, grabbing up some cheesecake from the spread, and grins at Reeve. "Want some cheesecake? I can feed it to you."

[plate_builder]

"If you're going to feed it to me, absolutely."

And he didn't think anything could be as sweet as that.

[afterlaborday]

Rufus laughs a bit, amused at the answer, as he prepares a bite for Reeve. "Somehow I knew you would say yes."

[plate_builder]

"I am predictable to you at this point I suppose," Reeve offered with a smile.

[afterlaborday]

"Only in some areas." He offers Reeve a bite of the cake. "If it's romantic, you probably like it."

[plate_builder]

What a thing to say. He wants to laugh, but instead he opens his mouth so the other man can put the food to his lips. And he happily chews once it's there, making a pleased hum as he does so.

[afterlaborday]

Rufus smiles, and takes a bite himself, seeming content right now. He'll even offer Reeve another bite once he seems to have finished the first bite.

[plate_builder]

Well, Reeve will absolutely make sure to lick Rufus's fingers clean whenever he's given a chance. THis was good. Very good.

"You taste divine."

[afterlaborday]

Rufus chuckles softly, eyeing Reeve with mischief. "Do I? Would you like to taste more?"

As he speaks, Rufus sets down the fork, scooping up a little of the cheesecake with his fingers and gently offers them to Reeve's lips.

"Here... unless you want to taste it on some other part of me?"

[plate_builder]

"I always want to taste more," Reeve agrees, smiling as he says it. "But this is good."

He leans in and licks over Rufus's fingers to eat the offered piece. And licks suggestively over the man's fingers.

[afterlaborday]

Rufus smiles at that unspoken suggestion, waiting until Reeve has finished so he can lean over towards the man, grinning and stroking Reeve's neck gently.

"Now, don't suggest something like that unless you're ready to do it, Reeve."

[plate_builder]

"Then let me stay interested in your fingers, beloved."

He could do more later.

[afterlaborday]

Rufus just laughs, scooping a bit more cake onto his fingers to offer them again to Reeve.

[plate_builder]

This time Reeve leans in to wrap his mouth around those fingers as quickly as he can. Nice. Very nice. And if he makes obscene noises, it's totally intentionally.

[afterlaborday]

Rufus doesn't mind the noises, feels them in his groin enough that he shifts just slightly to remain comfortable.

[plate_builder]

It's nice, to watch him shift like that. To know he has this power over the man. So he definitely steps up the noises, and the action of his tongue over those fingers.

[afterlaborday]

"Reeve." The word is a hiss as much as anything. Or perhaps a threat. "Don't make me take charge again."

[plate_builder]

"Oh no, it will be my command," Reeve insists with a smile after his mouth comes off of Rufus's fingers.

"But I do want well fed."