"We have other matters to attend to tonight." He stays still to let Tseng dry him before grabbing the towel out of his hand and tossing it aside. He grabs Tseng's tie tightly in his fist to yank him closer, their lips just a breath apart now.

He sees the lingering look Tseng gives him, intrigued about what the other man is thinking. There is no doubt a lot of changes that are new to Tseng- new scars, marks, the way the heel of his right foot looks like it never healed just right. He's not going to hide any of it.

Instead of closing the space between them he instead pulls away to pull Tseng towards his bedroom. It doesn't matter what else Tseng has to do tonight, Rufus has decided what he wants tonight. There was the other Tseng and other Turks to deal with anything that came up.

He finally let go of Tseng so he could lounge on the bed comfortably. He was putting himself on display but he was going to make Tseng work for what he wanted. "Strip."