Call Me Again Sometime...

Call me again some time…

Reno glances up at the clock then down at Rude lying in bed. Despite the situation, the redhead snickers as the glow from the clock reflects off his partner’s shiny bald head. The numbers tick by, and as much as Reno likes taking care of his sick partner, there isn’t much more he can do. Rude is fast asleep and it’s a Saturday night.

Flicking open his cell phone, Reno clicks through the numbers. The first on his list is Rude’s (obviously) the second, the boss’. ‘Well…it’s worth a shot yo.’ Smirk on face, Reno saunters out of the room and hits send.

“Hey boss… Are you still at the office or are you at home yet yo?” Reno asks as soon as Rufus picks up. ‘To hell with formalities here, it’s ten o’clock on a Saturday night and I’m off duty dammit…’ However, even on duty, was he ever very formal with the vice-president of ShinRa?

"Reno? I was just leaving... did you... what's this about?" Rufus holds the phone to his ear with his shoulder as he locks his office door, turning and heading for the elevator he takes the phone in hand again and switches ears to hit the button, waiting for an explanation from the redhead.

On the other end Reno just snorts derisively, then puts on his best act of innocence. Considering this never usually works though, Reno’s got a back up plan made of pure, simple manipulation. ‘Damn Rufus knows me too well…’

“I was thinking…” Reno leans back against the living room wall with a soft exhalation. “We haven’t gone out to have a drink together in awhile…Rufus.” Reno practically purrs into the phone, fingers tapping idly on a shelf beside him. “Rude’s sick and it would really be a shame to waste away a Saturday night yo. So I called the best person out there to give me some good company…and a good drink. Whaddya say boss? You up for a little bar time?” Reno asks, trying to only betray a little suggestion with his tone. He pauses and waits for an answer. ‘God, why haven’t I been fired yet for this shit? ‘Cause I’m too damn good, that’s why.’ He snickers to himself.

Rufus narrows his ice blue eyes automatically, even though the brash TURK is nowhere near by to witness the expression. 'The innocent drink ploy? What's he playing at?' Rufus muses as the elevator descends. He decides to see where this is going and let Reno have his fun for now. "Which bar shall we visit Reno?" He purrs back, smooth voice like warm sugar, enveloping the simple question in thick implication.

Reno struggles to contain the groan that threatens to slip past at the sound of that silky voice. “Well…boss, why not the usual? I’ll be there in ten yo.” He says, then hangs up without a goodbye. He knows it will annoy Rufus to leave him hanging like that but Reno likes being a tease when he can get away with it.

The bar isn’t very crowded for a Saturday night, but even so, Reno avoids the small tables of people and heads straight to the back, sitting down at a small round table and whistling a waiter over. He loves this high-class shit. It’s a friendly break from the normal gutter bars he and Rude attend on a regular basis. When Rufus was buying, they came here. Here, where all the tables are candle lit, the music is mellow and deep, and the lighting is soft. Everything about this place was sexy as hell, which suited Reno’s tastes just fine.

By the time Rufus would arrive Reno would already have one drink down, one on the way, and the boss’s favorite sitting untouched opposite him. Gods he knew his stuff. Now he just had to play out the rest of his cards right, which he knew he would. As long as he could resist those cold blue eyes, smooth as sex on silk voice, and those kiss me lips.

Rufus smirks, snapping the phone closed and pocketing it. He checks himself over quickly, finding his white suit immaculate as always. He smirks again running a hand through his blond locks to smooth them and heading for his car when the elevator finally reaches the parking level. 'The usual... That tease wants to get completely drunk on my dime and then... what?' The blond chuckles, climbing into his shiny black two door and screaming out of the nearly deserted parking garage.

Fifteen minutes later he slides into a chair across from the redhead, wrapping slender fingers delicately around the glass he knew would already be there for him. He pauses for a moment before raising the glass to his lips to appreciate the sight of Reno. Here was a man who took practiced nonchalance to a new level and then out through the roof access. He was beautiful, might have been more so if he didn't know it so damn well...

"Reno... good evening.." Rufus smirks, voice like silk sliding between fingers, eyes like glacial melt-water. He lifts his drink and sips slowly, pressing pink tongue against the lip of the glass to catch the first taste of fine whiskey, never taking his eyes off the seated redhead.

Reno watches his boss' every move. The graceful lift of the glass and the pink tongue that presses against the rim. His own tongue slips out to run along his lower lip, teeth taking the soft flesh in and dragging it, a subtle but entirely teasing movement. His eyebrows arch and he gives that easy smirk of his.

“Glad you could make it Rufus,” Reno says, daring to use the ShinRa vice-president’s first name again. “I hope you like the drink yo. I tried to order something you’d enjoy…” Reno indicates the glass in his boss’s hand, even though he knows that Rufus knows, it’s all a load of bullshit.

The alcohol helps, making his voice smoother than normal but with a bite behind it. Reno waits, watching Rufus with a slightly hungry look, enough to make him think he wants it. However, like normal, if Rufus makes a move, Reno will back up. It’s always like this, these ridiculous games they play, never taking it beyond the level of casual flirtation that leaves Reno light headed and horny as fuck. But his partner’s sick, so Reno didn’t have any way to relieve the pressure he is sure to build up, spending an evening out with the boss. So maybe tonight, just maybe…Reno would push their sexual banter to the next level.

Setting his glass down, the blond relaxes out of his white jacket, letting it drape over the chair back. His usual multi layered outfit is pared down to just a black leather vest over top of an open collared white dress shirt that displays his collar bones and a suggestive expanse of pale neck and throat. The ensemble is completed by perfectly tailored white slacks. Rufus crosses his long legs, leaning back in his seat to regard the redhead who seems to be nearly panting across from him.

"Reno... you're not smoking..." Rufus ignores the redhead's meaningless comments about the drink and picks up the glass again, rolling it between his thumb and fingers, narrowing his eyes just slightly and turning up one corner of his perfect pink mouth before drinking the glass down in a single smooth swallow, tilting his head back so Reno could not possibly miss witnessing the action of his throat as it undulates to accept the fiery liquid. He leans forward to gracefully place the empty glass back on the table with almost no sound. "Pull out a cigarette.... and light one for me as well." It's a command, but the kind the redhead likes. "…and order another round."

That last sentence goes straight to Reno’s cock, and Rufus knows it. Reno’s eyelids flutter closed for the briefest moment, red lashes on pale cheeks. Sighing, he raises his gaze and smirks, getting casually up from his seat, as if he could give a damn about Rufus and his strangely erotic commands. “Sure thing yo…” he says, pulling out a cigarette from his uniform, which he still wears. He lets the smallest amount of flesh caress Rufus’s lip as he places the cheap cigarette there, cupping his hand to light it. Afterward he sits back down and motions over to the bar for another round.

‘Rufus is really laying it on thick tonight…’ Reno can’t shake the mental the image of his blond haired bratty boss sucking down cum the way he was sucking down that drink. A satisfied smirk crosses over the redhead’s features. He doesn’t say anything as he pulls out a cigarette for himself and lights it, lips curling around it and sucking the smoke in a long draw.

Reno’s free hand taps on the wooden table, drawing small circles on it’s smooth surface. His eyes never leave Rufus’s, their green depths cocky and confident. Those eyes that could threaten to kiss and kill in one breath and still be hot as hell. And…Rufus was smoking. Rufus rarely smoked, but then again Rufus rarely sucked down whiskey like that. Not unless he meant business and in this case, business probably meant a night full of sweaty, liquor slicked sex, which Reno had no objections to.

There was absolutely no mistaking that look... 'He's actually going to come and get it this time...' Rufus chuckles inwardly. 'This could turn out to be an interesting evening after all..' Rufus inhales deeply, the cheap cigarette making his throat burn just enough to really want that second drink that had just arrived for more than the obvious reason across the table. Reno.. his wild red hair, that cocky attitude, an easy knowing smirk sliding across that sharp intelligent face, A flash of teeth too impossibly white for a smoker. Reno's cheap cigarettes and harsh burning whiskey of choice... you could be slumming in a 5 star hotel suite as long as you were with Reno. It truly was delicious.

Rufus takes another deep drag, this one not burning like the last and lets the smoke trail from his nostrils as he uncrosses his legs and picks up the newly arrived drink. Sliding down in his chair just slightly, his knees falling a bit to either side he takes half the whiskey down with an easy swallow, following it with a cigarette chaser. Blowing a smoke ring and drawing his eyes away from the redhead's unabashedly lust filled gaze he studies the orange glow and grey ash cherry of his cigarette with casual disinterest.

"Reno...." Rufus wraps his tongue around the name, sampling it's syllables for flavor and bite like the whiskey and smoke in his mouth. "You're awfully quiet this evening.... anything on your mind?" This last query is delivered with an eyebrow quirk and half smirk that perfectly compliments the hot ice pick through butter tone of the blonde’s silken voice.

Reno chuckles, knowing full well he’s been caught in the act, but not ready to give it up just yet. He leans forward, taking a drag off his cigarette and swallowing down the smoke with a deep sip of whiskey, amber liquid burning down his throat and through to his gut, a similar reaction to when Rufus said his name like that, or even spoke for that matter. ‘Damn blond has me ready to come my fucking pants..’ It made the bathroom look really inviting right about now as long as Rufus was there with him, slammed against the edge of the counter. Reno’s sharp green eyes study Rufus intently from across the small table, daring the ice chip gaze of the blonde’s narrowed sapphire eyes.

“Yeah I got somethin’ on my mind boss… You.” He says bluntly, cocky grin replaced with a silky smile that says he’s been totally and completely suckered into his boss’s subtle mastery of manipulation. They both know that’s complete bullshit. The alcohol warms Reno’s conscience and he decides to be forth-right, aching to see the reaction on his boss’s smooth featured face.

"My.. getting right to the point aren't we?" Rufus finishes his drink with another smooth motion of hand and glass, lips and throat. The empty is thunked onto the table, this time hard as the butt of his cigarette is dropped into it, emitting a quiet hiss along with a swish of blond strands as he brushes bangs back from his face, leaning back again with a sigh and a smirk.

"You're done dancing already I see..." Rufus feigns disappointment but the triumph so poorly hidden beneath it, Rufus knows is plainly obvious to the smiling redhead across from him. Not triumph at getting the man to admit that which was so openly apparent but that he had seen the intent in those green eyes.. the way they shot away quickly and furtively toward a narrow door to the back and left of him. Rufus knew where that door led and what Reno was thinking. Yes triumph was definitely the right word. ‘You little bastard.. the bathroom? you must be joking.. I suppose in your mind I'm bent over the counter... no.. you'd want to face me..’ Rufus chuckles again in his mind.

"Reno...." That tone again, hot metal sliding against soft pliant flesh, heat shimmer in a sound. "Wouldn't you love to taste your cheap cigarettes on my lips?" If Reno could be blunt Rufus would match him for it. The blonde's smirk widens, and he remains motionless, reclining in his seat knees slightly apart, ankles crossed, hands folded across flat stomach.

With a squeak of chair legs on polished concrete Reno’s up, taking his glass in his hand and downing the rest in one shot. The room spins briefly in slight delirium before settling back down again. It would take more then that to get Reno going.

“Maybe. Though it’d be far too easy to right now yo. You’re expecting it. So…come dance with me Rufus,” Reno purrs, voice all smooth spoken sex. He quirks a finger at the blonde, head drooping and eyes gazing out from under red bangs, already letting the deep bass thrum of the electronic dance music start to move his hips in a seductive sway as he jerks his head toward the dance floor. He turns and doesn’t bother to look back for Rufus. He knows that the blond will follow. Whether or not he knew how to dance, Rufus’s pride wouldn’t let him pass this up. Reno licks his lips, this was a real good chance to get Rufus up close and personal. The bathroom wasn’t going anywhere.

Rufus rises from his seat slowly, half considering the option of simply dropping a few hundred gil on the table for the drinks and as a 'thanks for the boner' gift for Reno and just walking out to teach the cocky bastard a lesson but he knows himself well enough to realize that it was really never a serious consideration.

'This just gets better and better...' He smiles inwardly but affects a slightly ruffled demeanor, for Reno's benefit.. and his own. 'Thinks he has me wrapped...' Rufus chuckles aloud as he moves after the redhead into a throng of moving bodies and lights.

He spots Reno easily enough and moves up behind him, knowing it won't take but a moment for the TURK to notice his presence if he hasn't already. Rufus does not touch the man but matches his movements with a grace born of sophistication and wealth and all the formal dance, etiquette, and posture training that implies.

Reno knows that Rufus is there, but he doesn’t acknowledge him. He just lets his movements take him back a few inches, leaning gently against the blonde’s chest as his hips move in slow circles, grinding back against the press of the white clad man behind him. A small slow grin spreads on Reno’s face, his hand reaching back and up to entangle delicate fingers in Rufus’s fine hair, pulling his face forward as Reno leans his head back onto the blonde’s shoulder.

“Didn’t think you’d actually show boss…” Reno says in a low growl, whiskey moist lips barely grazing the lobe of Rufus’s ear, hot breath on the blonde’s neck as his ass presses back into him again. Reno’s body moves with skill and practice against Rufus’s, knowing exactly what to do to make him tweak, how to run his hand down his neck and over his chest, turning to press himself against his boss and lock jade to ice, letting his eyes roam the intense crystal depths. Though he’s never danced with Rufus a day in his life, Reno’s good at what he does, and there are just places on a man that make them tick. Reno knows them all.

"Liar... you had no doubt..." Rufus purrs, allowing his eyelids to flutter briefly as the redhead presses back against him, running fingers into his hair, Reno's toned backside rocking against his groin, teasing an erection that was already straining his tailored trousers before he even left the table. Rufus is briefly thankful for his long shirttails but they do nothing to mask the shape of him from Reno as he turns to press against him, front to front. Of course the seductively grinning redhead's arousal is no mystery to the man in white either as their bodies move against each other to the pulse and beat and room swelling thrum of the club noise.

Rufus stares back into those dangerous lust filled green eyes, knowing, at least at this moment that the pupils were dilated with longing for him.. not that he expected the redhead to give him any room to budge, neither were the type to roll over and they both knew it. Rufus rests his hands lightly in Reno's swaying hips drawing their bodies closer to roll his hips against the redhead's with force and finesse.. 'this game hadn't been new for years...'

He leans forward to rest his forehead against Reno's, pushing the ever-present goggles slightly up into his wild red hair and maintaining deep unblinking eye contact, the corner of his mouth twitching up and remaining curled in a seductive leer.

This time a true groan of lust is pushed past Reno’s lips by the sheer force of Rufus’s coy actions. “You’re too good boss…and you know it,” Reno moans, sliding his cheek along Rufus’s to his ear and biting playfully at the tender spot below the lobe. His hard on pressed against the blonde’s as they both moved in slow deep rhythmic circles. Reno’s hands were all over Rufus, sliding up along the finely tailored dress shirt then skittering back down, one hand daring to travel further and grasp the left cheek of Rufus’s ass in his palm, groping in a fashion that was meant for fucking, not blunt, crude flirting.

“You think shoving my cock up your ass would loosen you up a bit boss?” Reno asks, sliding back around to press his hardened dick against Rufus’s ass, arms wrapping around the blond and sliding beneath his shirt, shuddering at the touch of soft skin beneath. The corners of Reno’s mouth quirk up in a smirk before diving in to pull the lobe of Rufus’s right ear, the one he’s been purring into all night, into his mouth, biting gently, his eyes watching Rufus’s with a dark lustful, sheen. The fact that everyone in the damn bar is staring at the two only feeds Reno’s ego, which makes his cock ache in his pants.

"I think... you might have to attempt it to find out Reno..." Rufus arches his body against Reno's just the way he knows the lust blind redhead wants him to, forcing his ass back while pressing a hand against one of Reno's beneath his shirt, holding his slim fingers directly over one hard nipple, the other hand reaching back around to roughly grab one firm buttock and drag the man impossibly closer, grinding his firm backside mercilessly against the redhead's sensitive anatomy as they continue to undulate to the rhythm which has now picked up to a frantic tempo as if in response to their heightened desires.

Rufus smirks, knowing Reno can't see it and gently eases one of the hands beneath his shirt slowly down his torso, positioning it over the obvious bulge in his tight tailored slacks and squeezing Reno's hand with his own, giving himself a thorough grope with Reno’s palm and fingers, listening for the sound of longing he knows the redhead will not be able to restrain.

It takes everything Reno has not to push Rufus to the floor and have his way with him right there. “Mmm, damn you Rufus. You got me wantin’ you so fucking bad…” Reno growls in admission, pinching a nipple between his fingers, twisting softly and feeling the flesh pebble harder. Vaguely he wondered what it would be like to take that nipple into his mouth and suck on it, roll it between his teeth and watch Rufus writhe beneath the ministration.

Green eyes dart around, looking for the easiest way to get to the bathroom. “I want you. Now. Bathroom yo?” Reno asks, tongue flicking out and into Rufus’s ear, breath erratic and laced with small keening whimpers of lust at every damn thing Rufus is doing to him. Even though they’re both fully clothed, Reno can imagine their differing bodies pressed together skin to skin. Rufus feels so slim and delicate against Reno’s slight but hard and rugged TURK trained physique.

Reno can feel the round curve of Rufus’s ass as his cock is pressed tormentingly between the cheeks. Reno grinds it in further, eyelids fluttering closed, and waits for Rufus’s response. ‘I’ll be damned to Hojo’s lab and back if the smirking blond brat turns me away now.’ Reno almost glares.

"I think not Reno... 'bathroom yo' indeed.." He mocks Reno's desperate whimper, turning around to face the redhead once more and fisting one hand into the loose hair near the top and back of that tousled fiery head, yanking back hard, the other finding that same firm ass cheek and slamming his body against the wiry TURK, giving him no relief from friction. Rufus runs his tongue up the redhead's exposed throat from collarbone to earlobe, taking the hard steel ring there between his teeth and growling into Reno's ear. "and as far as 'I want you.. Now...' That's my line Reno."

Rufus suddenly breaks all physical contact, releasing his hold on the man's hair and ass, stepping back a pace and smirking. "Follow me to my car if you expect this to continue..." He turns and strides away picking up his jacket and throwing it over his shoulder tossing two large notes onto the table and strolling out the door, not even glancing back to see if the Reno is following. Ignoring the stares of the other bar patrons he pushes out into the night and slows his pace, listening for the sound of footsteps behind him.

Reno’s jaw drops open in absolute shock, green eyes paling in horror at the retreating back of Rufus Shinra. Several people on the outskirts of the crowd can be heard snorting with laughter, dissing on Reno for being denied. Fucking hell if Reno was going to let Rufus get away with this though, not now that his balls ached from over stimulation and the four glasses of strong whiskey he’d sucked down burn through him, making him all the more favorable to having sex as soon as possible. “B-boss?” Reno stutters incredulously, though Rufus is already out of sight.

“SHIT!” Reno curses loudly, running for the door and bolting out into the frigid night air and the familiar scent of the streets of Midgar. Fortunately the he manages to fly into the passenger seat of Rufus’s car before it speeds off into the night. Reno says nothing though, if he opened his mouth right now it would be to do one of two things. Curse his boss out, or go down on him right here in the car. After a few moments of silence Reno manages to collect himself.

“Ya know boss, the only reason I opted for the bathroom is I thought it would be a shame to mess up such nice expensive sheets as I’m sure you have…yo!” Reno spits in irritation, however a note of longing cannot entirely be kept out of his voice, so the bitter words really serve no purpose at all. Reno stares over at Rufus, eyes narrowed in frustration, hand reaching down to adjust his now far too tight boxers into a better, more comfortable position. ‘Man, Rufus was a real brat sometimes!’ Reno almost shamed himself for letting it get him so damn hard!

"I'll be able to torment you longer this way... and my sheets can be washed..." He glances over at the seething redhead with narrowed ice blue eyes and a smirk of pure victory. "or burned.." Rufus takes a hand off the wheel to run his fingertips up the inside of Reno's thigh, coming just shy of contact with the TURK's painfully obvious erection. Hovering near it for just enough time to make Reno think he was about to pull away before settling his slim hand on the bulge and squeezing gently.

"You obey orders well when you want to Reno... So here's another.. stay hard for me.." Rufus removes his hand to the wheel and screeches into the covered parking garage of his apartment building, getting out and strolling away to the elevators. Pressing the PH button after swiping a key card, he waits for the elevator to arrive and for Reno to join him.

‘Like hell I’m gonna flop out after all that! Fuck!’ And, though he would never, under any circumstances, admit it verbally, the commands given by his boss were sending Reno reeling. A fresh wave of lust hits him and he moans, head flopping back onto the passenger seat and hips bucking up to the hand at his crotch.
For now, he’d let Rufus think he had won, that is until they got to the bedroom. Then things would change.

With a whimpering sigh Reno pushes out of the passenger side of the car, slamming the door perhaps a little too loudly and quickly joining Rufus in the elevator, all the while eyeing him hungrily.

“I suppose you’re objective to elevators too then?” Reno says, one side of his mouth curling into a smirk, fingers dancing on the railing as he leans back casually against it, pretending that neither he or Rufus notices the large bulge at his crotch. Oh, he was going to make Rufus pay for this.

"It's a short ride...still... we can make use of it somewhat.. but if you even think of hitting that emergency stop button I'm sending you home with a spanking." Rufus grins evilly and with absolute seriousness right before leaning in quickly to pin the TURK against the elevator wall with his body, grasping his hands to hold them where they gripped the rail and looking into his subordinates green eyes again.

"You are still upset with me... mmmm.. wish to punish me.." He purrs, darting his warm tongue against the smooth skin right below Reno's ear, along his angular jaw line. Rufus pulls back slightly to flash a brilliant smile that to anyone less familiar with Rufus Shinra, wouldn't have looked devious at all but Reno knew better. Rufus waits to see if the restrained redhead will make a move to kiss him, it being the only action Rufus has left him other than staring. The elevator ascends past the 30th floor.

Reno arches into the press of their bodies, arms struggling to push the blonde away and gain the upper hand in things again. But that action is a lost cause and Reno is left with only one option.

With one great effort he lunges forward. Hands still held firmly to the rail, he presses his lips against Rufus’s deliciously deviant ones in a heated kiss. Rufus tastes like cigarette smoke and whiskey and smells like expensive cologne and sweat and Reno groans as he slips his tongue out, demanding entrance, teeth dragging over Rufus’s lower lip and sucking the tender flesh into his mouth.

His hips buck again, working friction as best they can against Rufus even though he is still held taut against the railing. His green eyes, glassed over by lust and booze clench shut in an effort to still the spiraling fire that strikes down to his groin, making the very fabric of his boxers rubbing against the head of his dick feel like heaven. Gods only knew what it would feel like once he actually got inside…and Reno left his thoughts at that, giving his full attention to the mouth he hungrily kissed as if Rufus’s spit was wine after several years of fasting from such a luxurious treat.

In fact, Reno had never tasted Rufus’s oh so kissable lips before. And now he was dying for more even as he nipped, sucked and moaned at their softness. The emergency stop button flashed in temptation at the back of Reno’s mind, but he dared not even reach for the thought let alone the object it's self.

'Damn...' Rufus almost loses it for a moment as those desperate hungry lips meet his as he feels his eyelids droop involuntarily and his grip on the redhead's hands begin to go slack. He quickly forces himself to regain control and presses against Reno hard, crushing his mouth against the soft, seductive, playfully smirking lips, slipping his tongue inside that hot mouth, even more exciting with the flavors of cheap cigarettes and harsh whiskey and Reno.. That was the key element in the kisses overwhelming power... That fiery, crazy, lusty TURK 'Why is he so damn sexy?'

Rufus's knees begin to shake very slightly and he closes his eyes, allowing himself to enjoy the pleasure of passion and raw desire. Rufus kisses Reno back with at least as much force and lust and maybe a hint of desperation that he very much hoped would go unnoticed but in the back of his mind he knew Reno was not the type to miss such things. Rufus lets a moan slip, muffling it against Reno's soft mouth, nipping at the redhead's lips and fighting for the will to continue controlling himself. Holding the TURK fast and kicking his feet apart to wedge a thigh firmly between the redhead's legs, Rufus presses up and in with every rock of his hips.

The elevator comes to a slow stop at Rufus's penthouse and the doors slide softly open. Rufus pulls Reno roughly away from the wall as the halting elevator gives him a good enough reason to break their kiss, hauling him into and across a large vaulted living area toward a set of massive doors in the far wall. Once the bedroom door shuts behind them he releases Reno with a rough shove backwards to his large bed, following instantly after him to make sure he falls and crawling over top of him as he descends to the soft mattress, straddling his hips. Rufus looks down with a certain smirk on his some what swollen lips, as he retakes Reno's hands to pin them and presses his lips to the redhead's again.

Reno’s jolted from one sensation to the next, tongue pressing against Rufus’s, each grind of the hips making him groan in desperation. Yet at the same time he can tell that Rufus is just as hungry. He barely works up the control to make some snide cheeky remark when he’s being dragged from the elevator and thrown onto the bed with barely enough time for him to blink. His mouth opens to protest as he immediately struggles in the firm grip but then Rufus is kissing him again and all is forgotten in a lengthy growl as he battles back tenaciously, tongue against wet sliding tongue, teeth scraping across tender lips.

“F-fuck Rufus…I’m going to love hearing you beg for more after this,” Reno purrs silkily, struggling to press himself harder against the blonde, teeth biting just a little rougher against Rufus’s jaw line and neck. Damn he wanted this badly! If his cock wasn’t hard a moment ago it certainly was now and Rufus was clearly as excited as him for he could feel the bulge in his pants where he ground into him. It was almost enough to send Reno over the edge and just give up his control completely. Almost…but not quite.

"I'm going to give you something I know you want Reno... but I need to release your hands to do it... can I trust you to behave for a moment? or do I need to tie you up for this?" Rufus purrs into Reno's ear, his silk and warm honey voice back in place but a bit raw around the edges where lust has tinged it. He continues to rock against the redhead beneath him, still sucking and nipping his throat and jaw line, scraping teeth over corded muscle and collarbone, He moves down slowly, unbuttoning Reno's mostly open dress shirt with his teeth, as he waits for a response.

Reno only gives a throaty moan at first, but gains his voice quickly. “Really depends on your idea of behaving boss,” Reno purrs back in his own equally seductive tones. Curiosity wins out however and when Rufus lets go, he lays there compliantly, hands twitching not to reach for Rufus and throw the tables around. He wanted to drive Rufus mad. He wanted to pinch pink nipple between his teeth, caress Rufus’s cock in light slow strokes, feel him arch back into the bed. He wanted to make him hiss, gasp, scream and moan. Lust had never felt so powerful.

Thinking on all this Reno’s green eyes roll back into his head and he licks the remainder of Rufus’s sweet, faintly spicy taste from his lips. There was something about the way the blonde smelled too, like shampoo, that heady cologne, and the filth of bars, smoke and whiskey that drives Reno mad. It’s the kind of scent that will stick to you for days and Reno knows every time he smells it his knees will grow weak. ‘God Rufus fucking loves having me right on the edge between torment and pleasure!’ Not that he’d ever admit how much he loved it.. wanted it. 'Shit I hope I’ll be able to hold to that deeper into things.’ Reno closes his eyes, almost in prayer.

"Thank you Reno... Now just remain still for a moment." Rufus uses his now freed hands to finish unbuttoning Reno's shirt and to lay it open exposing his chest. He was well aware of the things going through Reno's mind... What he wanted to do to Rufus, how he meant to accomplish it.. The sounds he knew Reno wanted to hear him make.. It didn't take a mind reader to figure this out, because they were the same things Rufus wanted to do to and hear from the redhead lying so pliant beneath him.

"Yesss.. that's nice..." Rufus sucks in a quick breath as he observes the expanse of ivory skin punctuated by small pink nipples, abs more chiseled that anyone seeing the man's build with clothing on would suspect. Rufus pinches one pink nipple between thumb and forefinger, rolling it slightly and leaning over to grasp the other in his hot mouth, tonguing it to erection. He slides a hand down the flat stomach tracing the outlines of abdominal definition with a light fingertip and then quickly sitting back onto Reno's thighs and unfastening his pants. Reaching inside to stroke his rock hard cock through soft worn boxers, Rufus gently teases the achingly hard member out of the shorts and hauls the whole assembly down off the redhead's narrow hips. He begins to stroke Reno more firmly and at the same time pushing him further up on the soft bed, returning briefly to kiss Reno again as he strokes , somehow already missing the flavor of the redhead’s lips.

Reno gasps and hisses at the sudden attention to his nipples. He’s near having no control and as Rufus’s hand slides down to his cock he knows he’s gone. “Sweet…fucking…shit Rufus.” Reno groans, hating how much he’s loving not having a say in this and hating that the look on Rufus’s face is nearly throwing him over the edge.

When Rufus removes Reno’s boxers he doesn’t feel in the least bit intimidated by being naked in front of the boss. He never was one for shyness. Now he only feels insane torturous pleasure, nearly gaping down at the hand that worked him with expertise.

Forgetting what he’d been told, Reno pushes himself up and crushes his lips to Rufus’s in a kiss, breath broken by sobbing groans, hands tangling in the blonde hair and tugging Rufus forward, tongue demanding its way into the blonde’s mouth where he sucks desperately at his lips and tongue. His hands trail down, then up under Rufus’s shirt, sliding along his smoothly toned back and under his pants, cupping his ass in both hands and letting one finger prod at his entrance.

“I can’t fucking take it anymore yo. I want it so bad…” Reno growls, biting onto the juncture of muscle at Rufus’s shoulder. He was nearly crying from the effort of restraint, pent up sexual tensions making his body jerk and jump. If he was gonna be letting go, it would be up Rufus’s tight ass. Or so he hoped.

Rufus pushes himself back and away from the redhead's mouth and questing hands and fingers, ignoring the appalled whines of protest from the TURK and sitting back on his heels on the bed. He places a hand in the center of Reno's narrow chest and presses him back flat onto the bed, "I said don't move Reno..."

Smirking, he finishes the job of undressing the panting, wild eyed redhead, divesting him of his shoes and socks and pulling his pants off the rest of the way. 'Gods look at him.. I don't think anyone has ever wanted to fuck me this bad.. kind of sorry it just won't do to let him have his way.. right now.' Rufus muses and smirks wider as he begins to undress himself before Reno, knowing the hard breathing and desperately aroused TURK is watching every tiny movement he makes.

Rufus disrobes with agonizing slowness, first unbuttoning and unzipping all the clothing he is wearing at once, he raises each foot to tug the shoelaces free, never taking his eyes off those of the redhead, waiting for him to twitch and allowing it when his props himself up on his elbows again to watch the white garments ablate.

Rufus obliges, stepping out of his shoes and pulling his socks off, removing his vest and then his shirt, dropping both to the floor. His slacks follow as he slides them off his hips and lets them drop to the floor as well, revealing not a stitch of underclothing. Rufus moves back onto the bed with sudden swiftness made to seem even faster by the pace of his strip tease. He hauls Reno's legs apart and settles between them, leaning right into the redhead’s face where he is propped up still on his elbows. "Let me take you first Reno... Later.... you may have me." Rufus purrs this in a voice designed to tear through a person's will like it was made of cobwebs.

‘Gods if he hadn’t used that voice!’ If Reno hadn’t already been so fucking worked up, his will to dominate the blonde worn down by those blue eyes, those lips, that smile, the slow, achingly slow strip tease… Reno’s nerves were straining.

When Rufus finally mounted him again, Reno had been gaping at the blonde’s slick, lithe body. That was a body to die for, the skin looking soft to touch, the muscles behind the creamy flesh toned. God how Reno wanted to tear into that beautiful body. But now here’s Rufus lying atop him, hot cock pressing into his inner thigh, and all Reno can do is hiss out obscenities that eventually die out to moans.

Shaking, the redhead wraps his arms around Rufus’s back, knees sliding up against the blonde’s shoulders. “Fine Rufus…” Reno manages to spit out in a mixture of rebelliousness and lust, feeling all the ways Rufus’s name could taste rolling off his tongue, nails scraping down Rufus’s back as he presses his ass back against the hard cock that’s smearing pre-cum along his milky thigh.

‘Rufus wants to play top dog? That’s fine..’ Reno was sure he knew how to work it well enough to still get Rufus to react the way he wanted, maybe even scream. “Go ahead then Rufus. Fuck me with all you got yo.” Reno says silkily, that wondrously manipulative tone working its way in.

At this point it was damn hard to say no if possible at all. Rufus’s body felt teasingly hot against his own bare flesh, his balls already straining at the anticipated action. Gods yes he wanted it but even though he was gonna get it, he would still not allow Rufus to hear him admit that.

'Could this have gone any more as planned?' Rufus smirks inwardly but softens the outward expression to a simple smile. A smile from those carefully arranged lips that was still just as good as a smirk to the only person it was intended for. He had Reno on his back nigh without a fight after the redhead and called him up with the express intention of fucking the daylights out of him AND making him pay for drinks. No one could convince Rufus that the cocky redhead didn't deserve this and it wasn't like he didn't want it.. He'd just never say he wanted it.. good thing he didn't need to.

These thoughts on his mind, Rufus tries not to chuckle aloud as he reaches over to his night stand and wets his hand with a substance from a decorative pump jar. ‘Let the Reno smirk all he wants, lube doesn't have to come out of a little plastic bottle from your inside jacket pocket in some random bar bathroom!’ He snorts, wondering how he can be so lost in his own thoughts of Reno when the man was lying right beneath him waiting, you could even say eagerly at this point, to be taken, to be made to shudder and writhe, to gasp and wail Rufus's name, and to come at Rufus's command.

Rufus smiles again, this time wider. Even though he will most certainly have revenge exacted upon him... that was later.. this was now. He runs his slicked hand over his own cock, the amazing fluid making rough friction an unreal memory, then for Reno he presses two lubed fingers against his entrance, finding it still surprisingly tight, ‘considering who was usually in there..’ Rufus does not manage to suppress a chuckle this time, earning himself another dirty look from the redhead which he quickly rearranges into an eye fluttering gasp by slipping the fingers inside to spread the slick fluid. Withdrawing his fingers he slides forward and the triumphant smirk returns. "This really is how I have been picturing you since your phone call earlier Reno..." He lets this hang, smiling down as he gets his arms under Reno's knees and pushes smoothly in, only stopping to adjust for a moment as their bodies impact. Rufus cannot help but pant slightly at the intense sensation, feeling his cock begin to echo the pulse of his accelerated heart beat.

Reno gives in to the scream that tears at his chest, burying his face in Rufus’s shoulder where the sound is muffled to a pleasured sob. If the fingers hadn’t been enough to drive him mad, then Rufus’s cock, slick and hot sliding in was the final straw.

“GodfuckingshitRufus….” The string of obscenities eventually dies off, Reno trembles, involuntarily tightening his inner muscles. At the same time he presses himself back further, raising his hips and feeling the head of Rufus’s cock slide maddeningly against his inner walls.

“Mmmmm g-god yo… This really shouldn’t feel as good as it does.” Reno hisses at barely a whisper. Every muscle aches, the nerves more than over abused. He definitely was not used to having to wait so long for any damn action. Panting the redhead shoves himself back to meet every thrust Rufus delivers. Eventually he drops his head back, exposing eyelashes fluttering on flushed cheeks and lips parted in ecstasy, pink tongue flicking out to moisten rouged lips.

Reno hadn’t intended to show just how wild this was making him feel, but he’d had no idea Rufus would be ‘so…damn…good! Fuck!’ Good enough that Reno’s throat was working to swallow down enough breath to assist in bracing him while Rufus reasserted that while he was a total brat, he knew how to fuck. And, even while his body ached on the edge and the sound of his moaning breaths mixed with the percussion of Rufus’s balls smacking against his ass, Reno still wasn’t going to admit how much he goddamn loved it. ‘I’m not gonna admit shit unless Rufus fucking demands it!’ Fuck it for the blonde getting him so high strung on lust that he let himself get so wrapped around his finger.

Rufus throws his head back, gritting his teeth, his eyes narrowed but not closed. Sweat damp hair sticks to his forehead and a fine sheen of perspiration has sprung out to cover his body 'Who ever would have thought fucking Reno could feel so damn good?!'

Listening to him curse and whimper, his cries and gasps, almost enough to make you either black out from coming or to make you hold out forever just so you can keep listening, enough to make you stifle your own chorus of pretty, percussive, gasps and groans to hear his better. Why listen to yourself sing a tuneless hymn when you can listen to a trained choir right beneath you, every epithet and moan a prayer to the gods for you not to stop. Still it's not enough...

"Reno.. tell me h-how I feel inssside you..." Rufus hisses fiercely through clenched teeth, lifting the redhead's hips up a bit and hunching him over to drive down into that tightness at a different angle, hoping to tear some new noises and interesting curses from Reno's harshed and rasping throat, increasing both the force and pace of his thrusts.

Reno winces as he is shoved back at an awkward angle, crying out again as he feels Rufus’s cock drive in faster and deeper. Sweaty fingers digging into Rufus’s back hard enough to leave bruises.

“Oh shit Rufus! God damn your cock feels so fucking good. Drive it in deeper Rufus, fuck me harder…” Reno groans, pressing his body against Rufus’s, sucking and biting at his neck and shoulder, this new level and position tearing and tugging a new higher pitch of whines and moans.

Reno’s goggles had somehow gotten tossed aside and his red hair spanned out around him on the sheets, sticking to his shoulders and back. “Aaahh!! damn boss, please more…fuck more!” Reno knew he was laying it on thick but he could really care less at this point. This feeling was just driving him mad. Rufus’s cock felt like a fucking dream, he’d be damned if he was going to be able to hold out for too long.

Rufus's cock pulses erratically in the crushing closeness of Reno's insides and he lets his jaw drop open from his grin of absolute victory to emit a deep reverberating groan from what seems like the pit of his damn stomach. Having forced his way into an even deeper tighter place inside the redhead beneath him, the chorus of ecstasy now includes his voice as he struggles to hold out.

Rufus's now inhales in short halting gasps and exhales in shuddering moans slamming his body against the body beneath him with bruising force, his cock throbbing with every hip snapping, brutal penetration. The sounds of Reno crying his name and calling him boss in pretty much the same breath as the words 'fuck me harder' threaten to completely overload Rufus's mind and body, the tones of submission, although obviously exaggerated are almost too much.

Rufus cries out once clamping his jaw shut and tightly closing his eyes, managing somehow to get a hold of himself before losing it completely "Fuck Reno.." He groans, panting hard and not caring at this point if the redhead sees how great an effect his perfect, slender, hard muscled body and amazingly tight little ass are having on him.

He drops his arms from where his hands had gripped Reno's thighs leaving ten perfect fingertip shaped bruises and grab the man's hips roughly, dragging himself into his tight ass as hard and deep as he can. "Fuck .... your ..hot little ... hole's about to .. d-drip my come back out any fucking second! Come nice and pretty for me first Reno." Rufus growls throwing his entire body's strength into what will probably be his last few thrusts, unless the redhead is able to defy him... he'd find the will to continue in that case. Rufus plows in with his head thrown back and mouth agape in absolute ecstasy.

If Reno’d had any more fight left in him he might have made his boss wait longer before spilling his seed so far up his ass that he was dripping come ‘till lunch the next day. But Reno didn’t have any fight left in him.

“Aaah g-god shit Rufus, gonna fucking come boss!” Reno spits out, feeling the muscles tense in his stomach and gut, ripping down through his cock as the force of the climax shoots through Reno like a ten thousand volt EMR. “Mmmmnnn fuck Rufus!” Reno cries out, body shuddering madly beneath the blond. Reno clutches to Rufus, nails biting into shoulders and back, letting orgasm wash over him, plumes of color shooting out before his clenched shut eyes.

“Never fucking…come like that…yo…” Reno mutters, gasping for breath as his ass still pumps Rufus cock, the shock from his climax causing his inner muscles to clench as his body still shudders, groans and desperately weak whimpers issuing from trembling rouged lips. The hands that clutch to Rufus fall away limply. God he was spent, and ‘fuck! watching Rufus keep going up there’s gonna gimme a second wave of lust if he doesn’t blow his wad any time soon.’ Reno’s scattered thoughts attempt to congeal like the mess on his chest and stomach.

The wave of power that washes over Rufus as Reno obeys his final command, combined with the tight clench around his already throbbing cock proves to be Rufus undoing, but it's the undoing he had planned, prepared for, engineered from the moment he slid into that chair at the bar.

Rufus plunges in once more and holds himself there deep inside the still shuddering redhead, a harsh throaty groan tearing from deep inside him and ending in a breathy gasp as the tight constriction in his lower abdomen evacuates in an intense and violent release that nearly knocks the breath from his body. He slides trembling hands up from Reno's bruised hips along his heaving sides to tightly grip both shoulders and drag himself in one last time, hard, as his twitching cock pulses again in the last of his explosive release.

Rufus pulls out, trailing sticky strings of cum along Reno's inner thigh as he rolls back onto the bed, coming to rest propped up on his elbows and breathing hard, his every muscle twitching and his body awash in pleasure, drenched in perspiration. He pushes his lank sweat damp hair out of his eyes after a moment and manages a smirk at the bruised and come stained red head still trembling and supine before him.

Reno’s mouth opens then shuts, at a loss for words. For a second he wants to just give the meanest glare he can conjure to Rufus, but Rufus would know it was bullshit. So the redhead just sighs, a long shuddering sigh and with effort, rolls up and reaches over to his pants, pulling out two cigarettes and lighting one, sucking hard on the harsh smoke. “Shit yo…” is the only conversation Reno offeres as he sits in silence, admitting his ultimate defeat, that ‘yes Rufus had him wrapped around his finger, begging for more and shuddering at his orders, and yes he fucking loved it blah, blah, blah…’ Rufus was so gonna get it after the Reno’d picked up the pieces of his dignity which swam in the stains of cum on his chest and on the sheets. It wouldn’t take much, he was Reno. He was a TURK! And boss or no, he wouldn’t let the blonde bring him down. ‘Not after a fucking orgasm like that yo… Fuck.’ Reno wasn’t sure if it was all the suspense leading up to it or that Rufus was just damn good in the sack, but either way, Rufus’s cock was god.

Rufus rests on the bed until his breathing returns to normal and then rises and heads into his bathroom, closing the door and leaving the redhead to his own devices. He returns a few minutes later in a white bathrobe, his skin freshly scrubbed and his hair combed back again, soft curtains of light golden bangs falling loose to frame his delicate featured face and ice blue eyes. He moves to a seating area in the large bedroom and reclines on the couch there, pouring himself a glass of something from a decanter on the table.

It takes a moment for Reno to get up out of the bed himself. It’s Rufus’s house, where’s he going to go? After his cigarette’s finished he gets up, slings a towel from the bathroom around his waist and heads across the room to where the silent blond reclines.

Leaning against the wall behind the couch, Reno stares at Rufus, half smirk plastered to his face, eyelids lowered in that easy, I just got laid haze. “So boss, you gonna need a cup of coffee for round two, or shall I just jump to it?” Reno snickers and pushes himself off the wall, walking over nonchalantly and resting his hands on either side of Rufus from behind him on the couch. He leans down, eyeing his boss’s cool blue gaze. ‘God those eyes could pierce through flesh! Manipulative too…’ Just thinking about it was getting Reno hard again.

"I'm fine with this...for now..." Rufus's blue gaze is eclipsed by fluttering pale lashes briefly as he sips his bourbon, pink tongue sliding against the thick glass's clear rim, voice again like sugar glaze on white rose petals. "Would you like one?"

He leans over from where he reclines to grasp the decanter, tipping it to fill a second glass without waiting for an answer from the blunt and strangely tactless redhead. 'Is he nervous? he should be..' Rufus chuckles to himself but displays no outward emotion save the easy familiarity of a professional gambler asked to sit in on a low stakes game. He rolls back up to a half sitting position to hand the glass up to Reno over the back of the couch, raising one knee and allowing his bathrobe to fall open slightly, revealing a large expanse of creamy inner thigh, skin still vaguely flushed from recent exertion.

Reno shudders, and for several reasons. The first is that Rufus doesn’t even need to ask to know he’ll want bourbon, the second are those pale eyelashes fluttering on those creamy cheeks, still slightly pink from orgasm, and the third is the expanse of thigh exposed from the reposition of the bathrobe. Reno takes the glass and sips it, humming to himself.

“As sweet as this tastes, I’m sure it would taste a hell of a lot better coming off your sweat stained lips boss,” Reno purrs, contemplating nipping that gently curved lobe of ear right next to him, but deciding against it. Instead he comes around the other side of the couch and plops back nonchalantly against the fine leather furnishing.

Rufus is not going to make this easy on him, but Reno feels up to the challenge. After all, he’d dealt with more challenging people before. Hell even Rude was a challenge until you sloshed a few drinks down him and sexed him up.

Rufus curls one corner of his mouth up into the suggestive smirk which has become an almost permanent fixture on his face, accompanying the heavy lidded blue stare he regards the redhead with now. He doesn't say anything yet, knowing Reno will spew out enough innuendo, brash quips and downright filthy suggestions to make up for his silence.

He sips the bourbon again, running his tongue along his lower lip to spread the flavor there, an invitation Reno will probably resist with the hope of putting a bit more chronological distance between his recent defeat and the beginning of another trial. 'He's testing the waters pretty carefully... not that I'll argue with a bit more time to recover...' Inside, Rufus grins, outwardly his smirk rests.

Reno shakes his head and rolls his eyes. ‘What a fucking subtle tease!’ Reno thinks, “Fucking cocktease.” he says, taking another long sip of his bourbon. He leans his head back on the couch, eyes lingering down to where he knows Rufus’s cock lays against his thigh, hidden by the robe and probably fastidiously clean like the rest of the pale white clad man.

Somewhere on the surface of his mind Reno wonders what Rufus’s cock would taste like against the flavor of expensive bourbon and chuckles. ‘That’s one high-class snooty cocktail for you. Smooth as butter, sweet as spiced rum with a thick heady scent and a salty bite.’ Reno licks his lips. “Ya know boss, I think I just came up with a new drink yo.”

Rufus's nearly snorts at the 'cocktease' comment but holds it to a mild chuckle, watching Reno's eyes drift and lock on the barely concealed area between his legs. He's willing to admit to himself at least that observing Reno moisten those perfect lips, which he now knew to be as soft and pliant as they had always looked, is seriously redirecting the blood flow in his body to reflect the redhead's thirsty gaze.

"mmmm.... Really?" ‘Let Reno be the conversationalist, he likes to talk, likes to fill your ear up with the verbal bait to what ever switch he plans to throw, once you get distracted enough by that sex and smoke voice and all promise eyes, to bite down and tug.’

Reno’s lower lip drags through his teeth, contemplating his next words. “Yeah, yeah I did. This expensive bourbon, smeared over my lips, mixed with the taste of your come.” Reno’s eyes dart up to hit Rufus’s blue orbs and they might have struck him in the chest like ice water but he’s getting used to them, so he just gives a sultry grin and touches the tip of his tongue to his lips.

“But…that would require sucking your cock. Which I might be more than willing to do, but if I did, it’d probably be boosting your high-to-do ego more then I really should, having me on my knees before you…” Reno says, hand skittering up under Rufus’s robe, calloused fingers dragging along that soft tender skin.

Reno gives no outward expression to divulge that his hand is now fingering Rufus’s balls, squeezing lightly with the thumb rubbing along the vein up Rufus’s cock. God, if he wasn’t trying to be such a brat, Reno wouldn’t be able to contain the expression he poses to his boss: seductive, smug, and devious.

"Reno...." Rufus really can't suppress the shiver of pleasure that courses through his body at Reno's deft manipulations of his sensitive anatomy. He really doesn't try. 'Too early and also to late to play coy.. not the right tactic to get those damn gorgeous lips wrapped around my cock...'

Rufus allows his eyes to flutter closed, lips parting slightly with a soft hissing inhalation through teeth. Reno on his knees was actually the next thing on Rufus's agenda for the evening, his laundry list of delicious bad intentions was rather long and Rufus knew the best way to get through most of the items there was to play into the redhead's little seductions in the most knowing and obvious way. It had already worked better than he ever could have hoped.

"Reno.." He begins again, opening his eyes and leveling his cold water gaze on Reno's smirking face. "I won't give you an order this time... no matter how much you want it." Rufus narrows his eyes as his own smirk returns. He uses one hand to tug the robe away from his arousal and dips two fingers of the other into his glass on the table, running the fingers up the length of his own cock. Leaving a long swath of expensive bourbon to glisten temptingly, Rufus smirks even wider flashing white teeth, continuing to touch himself for Reno's hungry eyes, running liquor wet fingers over the leaking slit to mix bourbon and pre-cum for the redhead's dirty little 'cocktail'.

Ravenous eyes close and, a snide remark is pushed back from exclamation by Rufus’s fingers on his own cock. Reno licks his lips. “No Rufus, you won’t be giving the orders…” Reno says softly, voice for once holding nothing but deep aching lust, no cocky rebellious undertone.

Lips already parting, Reno gets to the floor in one swift movement, kneeling between his boss’s legs, hands running across Rufus’s thighs and squeezing. He looks up between soft red lashes and smirks to Rufus, then wraps his lips around the head of Rufus’s cock, tongue hit with the strong taste of bourbon. There’s also that pungent musky taste of Rufus’s cock blending, Reno has to observe, quite nicely.

‘Maybe I should have been a bartender.’ He thinks to himself, purring around the thick hard flesh in his mouth. Pressing his tongue up against the underside of the shaft, Reno sucks in deeper, swallowing down the excess taste in his mouth. Pulling back he flicks his tongue teasingly over the head, pushing into the slit before resting his lips barely on the head, “Here’s my order... Moan for me,” Reno says, breath tickling Rufus’s cock before he swallows him whole again. One thing Reno could do well was deep throat, and considering what he was used to swallowing, Rufus is a bit easier. Not to say that Rufus isn’t well endowed of course.

Taking an order like that in exchange for getting every single little thing he wants, Item by item, verse, chorus, bridge? 'I think I can comply..' Rufus lets his head hang back against the leather cushion, eyes drifting closed and jaw lax again as Reno's mouth envelopes him. Rufus really doesn't moan but his gasps finish in tenor notes that linger in the quiet vaulted expanse. 'Nothing wrong with enjoying a beautiful pair of lips, a talented tongue and a throat that could swallow a pint jar...' Rufus smiles to himself, allowing the small noises he is making in his throat to increase slightly in volume as the redhead works him over.

Reno could really suck cock, there was no denying his talent and Rufus had to admit he was having a difficult time keeping it together but there was no way he was willing to let it be over this quick. He wanted Reno's voice to come out raw and strained when he could finally use it again.

Rufus rolls his hips in time with Reno's incredible oral onslaught forcing his way in beyond what could possibly be comfortable, wishing to see a tear or two squeeze out from those green eyes as he scrapes the back of the TURK's throat. Another checkmark on his inventory of somewhat malicious desires.

Reno does cringe when Rufus’s cock slides back to far, and his fingers dig into his boss’s creamy thighs. Those noises his boss was making, small as they were, were driving Reno mad so that the tears that broke and clung to his eyelashes were so very worth the suffocation.

He doesn’t even bother to hope that Rufus didn’t see him straining. Reno doesn’t plan to bring him off though, he won’t go so far as to let Rufus shoot his seed down his throat, making his stomach burn. After a few more vicious sucks, two fingers slide down and smear across the base of Rufus’s cock, gathering the spit and pre-cum. Smirking around Rufus’s thrusts,

Reno reaches further past Rufus’s balls, smearing his two wet sticky fingers around the blonde’s entrance before pushing inside. ‘God Rufus, you really are a tight ass.’ Reno’s cock twitches beneath the towel as his fingers twist in past the knuckle, swirling within the hot confines. A groan breaks past Reno’s lips, vibrating over Rufus’s cock.

'Ok I deserved that...' Rufus's body involuntarily arches as Reno's fingers enter him, hips bucking up and deepening the penetration of both Reno's hot throat and his own tight opening, a growl of lust that would have been even more obvious had he tried to conceal it breaking his lips as his teeth grind together.

'I got my tears... one more off the list...' Rufus muses as Reno's fingers curl up inside him, rubbing against places that make desperate hissing gasps come unbidden through his tightly clenched teeth. It's a small consolation but Rufus had given the redhead permission to take him.. Damned if he wasn't going to enjoy every sensation and double damned if Reno wasn't going to be painfully aware that everything he received from Rufus, he got solely because Rufus allowed it.

The fingers embedded in Rufus’s ass slide out, a third finger pressing in and widening the hole, straining against the outside ring of muscle. Reno can only imagine what his cock’s going to feel like up there. Reno pulls away from Rufus’s cock, teeth scraping with gentle expertise along the head.

A hissing sigh escapes Reno as he watches Rufus squirm slightly, new perspiration springing out and a fresh flush spreading across those pale cheeks. Reno’s eyes dart down to where his fingers slide in and out with an almost merciless rough edge to them. ‘Rufus tastes pretty damn good stirred…never shaken.’ Reno chuckles. He knows that this was all Rufus’s plan, and that the dominos placed were knocked down according to Rufus, but still. ‘Fuck it, sex is sex,’ and Reno, at this point didn’t mind being Rufus’s bitch as long as he got to shove his cock up that sweet ass.

“Ya like that boss?” Reno asks, dragging his fingers along the prostate and nearly losing it as he watches Rufus’s response. Bitch or not, Reno still felt some smugness, because Rufus certainly did not let just anyone fuck him.

'Boss... even like this...' It was one thing Rufus could always count on, even as his card house toppled, King of Diamonds beneath Jack of Hearts, the simple truth of ruler-ship was ever enough to perpetually stack the deck in his favor.

No one just 'fucked' Rufus Shinra. He had only allowed a select few to possess him in that way and then only on his terms, but adding Reno to the list was something he had intended well before this little escapade. ‘Why else would I have made such a deal with the redhead? It certainly hadn't been necessary and Reno damn well knows it.’

The root of it was probably the Company President's occasional taste for slumming it. Reno was like the taste of cheap beer when you were used to expensive red wine.. somewhat more bitter than you were expecting but different and refreshing at the same time.

"Didn't you wish to make me scream with your cock... Reno?" Velvet and kid leather voice soaked in lust like oil, the edge of strain somehow only making the words slide off his tongue more smoothly. It wasn't an order but it might as well have been. Rufus slides down a bit further clenching his inner muscles around Reno's fingers as an added enticement.

Reno slides his tongue along his upper lip and tugs the towel around his waist away with his free hand. “Rufus, you and I both know that I won’t be able to make you scream. You’re Rufus Shinra. However, I can shove my cock up your ass, make you moan, and make you come like a banshee,” Reno practically growls, removing his fingers and swiftly crawling closer up on the couch. He grabs both of Rufus’s now finger bruised but still smooth white thighs and props them above his shoulders, tugging him forward.

Reno’s knees rest on the finely carpeted floor as he bends over his boss, the head of his cock pressed teasingly at the blonde’s entrance. He smiles that cocky smile before crushing Rufus’s bourbon sticky lips in a searing kiss, left hand reaching down and guiding his cock into the tight entrance, embedding himself in one thrust of those bony hips.

Reno groans from behind the kiss, his right hand that is splayed on the back of the couch for balance clenching into a fist. Reno gasps, cock throbbing in the tight heat. ‘Fuck that’s feeling too damn good!’ It would take a lot of willpower for Reno to work Rufus hard enough to get the reaction he wants.

There is no way Rufus can suppress the deep groan that seems tear it's way up from somewhere in his lower gut as Reno plunges into him. You wouldn't think it to look at his frame but he redhead had a nice cock, Rufus had to admit, big and thick and hard as a fucking diamond.

He arches back into the leather, cheeks blossoming pink and nails scraping the seat cushions to either side of him. "You are on the short list Reno..." Rufus manages to still put silk to syllables even as Reno's cock throbbing inside him has him clenching his eyes and jaw with desire.

Reno’s trying to comprehend what Rufus is saying as he pulls back and thrusts back in with a deep moan. “You have a list Rufus?” Reno asks, shuddering as the head of his cock meets the sensitive nerves deep within Rufus. He knows when he hits them right too, feeling a tightening of muscles deep within the blonde.

Rufus’s ass works him like a god, and Reno’s not surprised. Finally the redhead opens his eyes, looking down at Rufus with a glaze of lust. “I want to see your eyes boss. I want to see those pretty blue eyes as I screw you to Junon and back.” Reno smirks, building a slow hard rhythm that has him fighting not to be overcome. He wants to really tease Rufus, wants him to feel just how hard and deep he can drive himself in before he gets to the fast stuff. The effort though, the line of pleasure that literally cuts through him with each clamp of muscle, has Reno breaking out in a sweat, red hair plastered to his forehead and down his back.

Rufus obliges, lifting his eyelids slowly but without fluttering to stare hard into the green crystal depths of Reno's sultry eyes with steady, serious and unblinking blue pools. "A very.. short list.. yes... only a.. very few.. have ever ..been where.. you are now Reno.." Rufus pants these words between the redhead's hard thrusts, never blinking or dropping his eyes away. 'damn this feels just as fucking good as I thought it would…' Inside, Rufus is going mad with a desire half driven by the need to control his outward responses to the other half of what's driving him mad. Reno's cock moves deep within him, rubbing all the places that would have a normal man writhing and screaming in absolute abandon. Rufus is not a normal man however, his whole empire built on the idea of invulnerability, his unaffected blue eyes, to all who see them are the very definition of control.

Yes Reno could have his body but there was only one name on the shortest list of all. Only Rufus owned Rufus. Fucked if he was going to actually let the cocky redhead see how damn much he was really enjoying this. His gasps though, are sounding more like ragged moans through clenched teeth as Reno drives into him deep and his eyes narrow but do not close.

He moves against Reno, countering his thrusts and using his muscular control to his full advantage, clenching solidly around the redhead's hard slick length every time he pulls back as if to hold him inside, knowing by the brief upward rolling of his eyes each time, that Reno can feel every single twitch. Rufus unclenches his jaw and begins to smirk just slightly.

Reno’s speeds up the pace. He knows damn well he won’t hold out long, not with Rufus’s ass clinging to his cock like that. There was some friction there that Reno certainly hadn’t felt before. “I-I’ll take that…as an honor Boss,” Reno growls, lowering his gaze from the steely depths of those blue eyes and bending over Rufus, thrusting in harder and quicker. He takes a gasping breath, biting onto the sensitive muscle at Rufus’s shoulder and sucking, the movement made rough by the force of his thrusts, the sound of his own balls slapping against a barely used ass causing his cock to nearly ache inside Rufus.

Later, he knows he’ll wonder about who else is on the short list, but right now, he could care less. Right now most he cared about was bruising those thighs with his hands, Rufus’s shoulder and neck with his lips and teeth so that everyone will notice he was there, and leaving Rufus leaking cum all the way to the bathroom. Reno smirks, and sucks harder on Rufus’s neck, and Reno knows there will be a mark.

There was never really any doubt in Rufus's mind about who would look away first but those green eyes falling away from his own after the redhead had initiated the stare down... ‘This is all just too perfect…’ Rufus's symphony of power was nearing it's crescendo and his wish list was nearly realized. Now if he could just hold out for a few minutes.. 'It shouldn't be too much of a problem..'

Not that Reno's cock didn't feel like goddamn heaven, every time that thick hard shaft plunged in, grazing his prostate, shape just right to touch everything at once, every time Rufus clenched down upon Reno, a jolt like electric current cut through him, making his cock jump and leak between the press of their bodies. Not that Reno's teeth and tongue and harsh sucking punishment of his sensitive neck and shoulder wasn't driving him over the edge of dangerous lust.

Even with all that considered, Rufus was not going to allow Reno to make him come like this, even if he went half mad from the strain of holding back, there were still items on his agenda to complete and if there was one thing Rufus was the God of it was fucking goddamn follow through. Mind awash in power, renewing his resolve and feeling Reno's desperation, Rufus's smirk is at it's widest, almost a grin to the side of Reno's bright red head where he can't see it. Rufus raises his hands from where his fingers had been nearly puncturing the leather seat cushions to grip Reno's sides and pull him in harder, faster until it's a bit more like Rufus fucking himself with Reno's body.

Rufus angles his hips up to meet Reno every time, tight ass dragging on every inch of him, never relenting for a second. 'Fuck! Goddamn I'm close but not fucking yet!' Rufus rakes his nails hard over the redhead's ribs scoring the flesh in long parallel scratches, tiny beads of blood forming on the welts. One more item from the agenda, and Rufus doesn't even pay attention to the reaction.

With the searing rake of those nails, those fucking fine trimmed perfectly manicured nails, and the way Rufus is practically impaling himself on Reno’s cock like all of fucking Midgar was exploding and he wanted his damn release before the end of things, Reno loses it. “Aa-ahhhhgodshitdamn…” the near scream crescendo dies out to gasping breath, Reno’s cock throbbing within Rufus as he still thrusts. Reno’s head rests on Rufus’s shoulder, sweaty hands scraping down the leather sofa with a squeaking sound and taking a hold of Rufus’s hips, fingers digging in and dragging him down to the base of his cock as Reno still shudders madly.

Once realization hits that Rufus still hasn’t come, Reno goes perfectly still, and the rouged cheeks are now pink from more then just rough sex. “I so…did not mean for that to happen yo…” Reno says, and refuses to raise his sweat beaded head to face the gaze of his boss.

"I did..." One more domino falls, another item scratched off Rufus's ever shortening list. Two words have never held more smirking revenge. "You have... a couple options here Reno...." Rufus purrs, still breathing in gasps, still flushed and sweaty, still holding Reno's softening cock inside his tight body, Still. Hard. "On your back or on your knees..." Rufus smirks, taking the redhead's chin in his hand and dragging his face up to meet his eyes.

The apologetic look disappears as quickly as it had come, leaving him with a Reno sneer. One of complete defiance, and one that you certainly don’t give your boss, the boss who’s lying with your cock up his tight ass and the one who’s asking YOU whether you’d like to finish the night off on your knees or on your back.

Reno pulls out, eyes practically glowing as he stares Rufus back. In those crazy green depths rages one simple thought, both plaintive question and absolute truth. ‘Why, oh why, does the devil have to be so God. Damn. Hot?!’ “I’ll swallow…boss…”

Rufus just nods and repositions himself a bit to allow the disgruntled redhead easier access. Rufus leans back against the leather cushions pulling one arm up to pillow his head, the other hand fisted hard in Reno's wild red locks as he goes to work. It really doesn't take Rufus long inside Reno's pliant mouth, his lashing tongue and scraping teeth serving him well and the fact that Rufus is no longer attempting to hold anything back helps immensely.

His release comes quickly enough, lips parting in a breathy, groaning hiss of ecstasy, firm hand pinning the redhead onto his cock as it throbs and twitches, unloading deep in Reno's throat. Rufus releases his hold on Reno's hair to slide out as he's still coming, trailing strings of sticky fluid over the blushing redhead's tongue and trembling lower lip, smearing it down over his chin. After the powerful force of his orgasm washes over him and his body goes slack against the couch cushions, Rufus gazes down at the bruised and bleeding, cum stained and vaguely shell shocked looking TURK between his knees and has to smile. "You know you're fucking beautiful Reno?" Rufus chuckles.

Reno is speechless. In fact for a very rare moment, he doesn’t speak at all. He just gets up, stumbles back across Rufus’s room to the bed where his suit lies rumpled on the floor. He throws on the clothes and walks back by, pausing to stare at Rufus, tapping his EMR against his leg in annoyance. “You know, before I step out of this place, I thought I should let you know that you are such a bitch,” Reno says, voice portraying irritation but also amusement and plain blunt truth.

God he feels dirty, god he wants a shower, god he wishes he didn’t love it so damn much! Reno waits then, long enough for Rufus to get in the last word (which he’ll want to) but not long enough to get shot at for being such a rude ass to his boss. Reno wipes the cum off his cheek with the cuff of his jacket and decides to mentally berate himself later, after a long night of rest…next to Rude. Next to nice, passionate, gentle Rude.

"Call me again some time..." Rufus winks, still reclining on the couch. He raises a hand in a lazy half wave as his bedroom door slams closed too hard to latch.