[The tug forward doesn’t register right away. It feels more like some mysterious force keeping him drawn into Rufus. Their lips meet again in a more assertive kiss, and his wires connect, elucidating everything that was happening in that moment.
Rufus was kissing him, and was very clear that he didn’t want Rude to pull away from him. So he doesn’t. He runs his hand through pale blond hair again, memorizing the feel and taste of his lips in case this was a heat of the moment one time thing.
The loosening of his tie is when it clicks that Rufus was looking for more. His heartbeat quickens at the realization, but he acts quickly, pulling the fabric of Rufus’s shirt up enough to push his hands beneath it, touching skin he never thought he’d get a chance to even see. He shrugs off his tie and uses one hand to start unbuttoning his shirt so the other doesn’t have to leave Rufus.
Once he’s out of his shirt, he pulls the blond to onto his lap to straddle his hips in the small space of the booth. He does have to push the table out a bit further with his foot to make more room but once he does, he’s pulling Rufus back toward him by the neck. How was this even happening? Even in his dreams he knew better than to touch Rufus Shinra, and the second he thinks he can get away with it he gets carried away like this.]
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Rufus was kissing him, and was very clear that he didn’t want Rude to pull away from him. So he doesn’t. He runs his hand through pale blond hair again, memorizing the feel and taste of his lips in case this was a heat of the moment one time thing.
The loosening of his tie is when it clicks that Rufus was looking for more. His heartbeat quickens at the realization, but he acts quickly, pulling the fabric of Rufus’s shirt up enough to push his hands beneath it, touching skin he never thought he’d get a chance to even see. He shrugs off his tie and uses one hand to start unbuttoning his shirt so the other doesn’t have to leave Rufus.
Once he’s out of his shirt, he pulls the blond to onto his lap to straddle his hips in the small space of the booth. He does have to push the table out a bit further with his foot to make more room but once he does, he’s pulling Rufus back toward him by the neck. How was this even happening? Even in his dreams he knew better than to touch Rufus Shinra, and the second he thinks he can get away with it he gets carried away like this.]