It was a vulnerable and certainly unbecoming position but Rufus smirks as he turns over. He doesn't want to think of himself as the president right now even though he knew there were things he should be doing.

He spreads his knees a bit to expose himself openly for Rude. He glances behind him to see Rude grab the lube, appreciating the gesture. While he had enjoyed their time in the bar, he had been incredibly sore afterward. While he didn't mind the pain, sitting through meetings had been awkward. "You don't have to be gentle with me." Though he knew there were lines Rude wouldn't cross with him.