He doesn't want to move, or get up, or even pull out of Rufus just yet, but duty calls. Rude reaches for the phone with the minimal amount of moving as he's still nestled comfortably inside Rufus and probably won't pull out until whatever the issue is gets resolved.

Rude hands over the phone and decides, for the good of whoever was on the other end of that line, to continue dotting kisses over his boss' neck and chest. The call drags on longer than Rude even has patience for, and for his trouble he leaves Rufus with a dark red mark just beneath one of his collar bones. Only once the call is over does Rude pull out and situate himself beside Rufus instead.

"We should head back, then." He looks around them at their clothes scattered on the bed and floor. "Unless there's time for a shower?"