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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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Rufus chuckles at the kissing, stroking Reeve's hair gently. "He brings it on himself by continually asking, so I wouldn't feel too bad."

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"Sometimes I am left wondering why he's so focused on our sexual relationship," Reeve says thoughtfully, his arms around Rufus as he hums into the man's hair. What a lovely partner to be close to.

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"Boredom." Rufus replies, shifting to get himself more comfortable. "He's got no one to flirt with, and he is just as bad as the stereotype about girls and gossip."

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"He's not with Rude?" Reeve asks, a bit shocked. That... wasn't what he was expecting. He thought the two of them were rather closely connected. Goes to show he'd missed that one by a bit.

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Rufus tries not to laugh, his hand coming up to stifle the laugh, but it isn't very effective; he's totally laughing, and it takes him a few minutes before he can respond.

"No, no, they're together alright." That was the worst-kept secret, honestly. Everyone knew, or suspected. It was just... "Both of them not only also like women, but one of their favorite things to do at Shinra HQ was to flirt, and Reno truly loved the spotlight and attention it gave him. He can't get that here."

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"Then Reno needs to get out a bit more," Reeve chuckles. "Send him to harass Tifa or something. That should amuse him for a bit, until she puts him back in his place."

It's nice, resting there while Rufus laughs. It makes everything feel all... light and beautiful. Like the world doesn't exist outside of them.

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"Ah, but then Rude would be jealous." Rufus chuckles as well. "He's always had a crush on Tifa."

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“Send them both. She’s single and would appreciate the attention, provided they are sober,” Reeve offered with a shrug. It was something that would do her good. And Reno as well.

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"Sending sober Turks to a bar to flirt... how could that possibly go wrong?" Oh, he sounds so amused at this idea.

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"Cloud could beat them up. Tifa could beat them up. Denzel could look upset. Marlene could pout and tell Barret," Reeve lists off.

He's actually put some thought into the suggestion. Sure, only a few minutes, but thought was given.

"You could take the Cait unit I'm lending you to watch."

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"Really, Reeve?" Rufus sounds somewhere between exasperated and amused. "Do you want your comrades to beat up my precious Turks?"

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"One way or another they get one hell of a work-out," Reeve grins. He doesn't think Tifa would strike Reno, unless he was too forward. She was used to ignoring people's advances, so it would be fine. He hoped.

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"Terrible." Rufus chuckles softly, shaking his head just slightly. "I think it might be best to avoid that particular workout, for now."

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"If you believe so, I'm in no place to argue with your conclusions," Reeve smiled, pulling his lover tight against him. "And as much as I hate it... it's probably time for me to clean up a bit. Care to join me? For efficient use of hot water's sake. I don't think I have another in me right now."

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"I think I'll stay here. If you come out without a shirt, I'll even give you a nice view to remember on your trip if you do." Rufus grins as he speaks, stretching just a little as if to suggest exactly what he means.

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"Now that definitely motivates me to move," he offered with a chuckle and a light kiss to Rufus's hair. "But don't feel compelled to give me too much of one."

With that he gets up and heads off for his shower. It isn't even all that long of a shower. When he isn't entertaining Rufus he proves to be a rather efficient man. Which means he's soon returning to the room, clad in a towel, and clearly intent on clothing.

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Rufus has at least seemed to have gotten up, laying out what he thinks Reeve intends to wear and laying it out for him, although he's also taken one of the man's shirts for himself and has settled back into the bed in such a way Reeve won't dirty see much more than that slightly unbuttoned shirt... let Reeve determine if he is wearing anything else under the sheets.

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He's heard people discuss before how good a woman looks wearing her boyfriend's white button-ups. And only that. Reeve's never seen a man he was involved with like that, and now that he has...

Reeve has actually frozen on the spot, his mouth going dry. What? That...

"Wow," he whispers to himself.

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"Too bad you're all worn out," Rufus grins, leaning just enough onto the bed that Reeve can look at the sheets to see if he is truly nude aside from the shirt, or just get a better look at his chest. "Else I think you would jump me again."

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"You only think that?" Reeve counters, licking his lips. He shouldn't. He should not waste the shower he just had. And yet as he crosses the room he drops the towel behind him, and yes, he's clearly aroused.

"Damn you, Rufus, are you ever satisfied?"

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"Oh?" Rufus chuckles lowly, eyes watching that towel fall and purring as he speaks. "Do I make your clothes look so good you can't even get into your own? Or, is the intent to get into them instead?"

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"You're just... the worst and the best," Reeve says as he approaches. He pauses by the bed to gather his clothes and toss them to the nearby chair. Then he's on the bed, crawling toward Rufus.

"Are you trying to seduce me? Again?"

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"Possibly." Rufus chuckles, reaching out to scratch Reeve's chest gently withhis nails. "But if you don't have time for a full round, I can always just give you a quick blow job."

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Time. Is there ever time?

"I think I'd like to end up on my back, letting you do whatever you want to me. In that shirt. Don't take it off. It's like I've got you wrapped up in my arms."

This is foolish. But he'll do it anyway.

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"Then lie down." Rufus purrs, finally coming out from under the sheet to show that all he is wearing is, indeed, Reeve's shirt. "Or would it be better to push you down?"