His breath catches as Rude rubs his hole, pleasure rippling through him. "Don't hold back. I wanted you to get carried away. I'm not going to break." The last thing he wanted was to be treated as if he was delicate. Even if he was still recovering from the effects of Geostigma, he didn't want to have anyone go easy on him.
He finishes with the body wash, handing it back to Rude. "It will be something to remember this afternoon by." He turns around once he's done, wrapping an arm around Rude's shoulders for a moment. "And we'll have to do this again. You have a comfortable bed."
"I know you won't. Just thought I could be more mindful of your schedule." But if Rufus says he doesn't need to hold back, then Rude will take that as law. Whatever he says goes, and that was even before they started sleeping together.
He tries to be as productive as he can by not distracting Rufus while they shower, and when he turns back to lean into him, his hands move up Rufus' ass to rest at his sides as he looks at him. "Glad it was to your liking, but I have to admit I'm curious about the kind of thread count you're used to." Rude pauses, remembering that this Rufus has been through more and seen things that he hasn't. Maybe he's gotten over fine silk sheets and expensive mattresses. Still, he's curious. "Were used to."
Rufus groans softly as Rude's hands find his ass, leaning in a little closer. For a moment he wonders if there could ever be a time where he could spend a couple of days away from the Shinra building here with Rude, away from everything that weighed so heavily on him.
Perhaps that was not practical but he would indulge this line of thought. "It doesn't matter, I'll sleep on the sheets you already have." He had gotten over thread counts and mattresses that were made just for him, there were more important things to spend his time worrying about.
He wants to linger for a little longer, but Rufus does have a meeting to get to and employees to frighten to death. So Rude doesn't get too carried away. Putting his hands to good use, he washes Rufus and then himself so they can leave the shower with no outward traces of what they might have been up to other than the scent of Rude's soap in his skin.
It takes all his willpower to pull away when Rude is done washing him. He knows that everyone will wait on him but it doesn't mean that all his projects can just wait indefinitely. The world won't wait even for Rufus Shinra.
He steps out of the shower carefully, grabbing the nearest towel within reach. "Oh? The next time I come over I'll make sure that you have suitable sheets for me to sleep on." He's decided that he wants to come here again, as busy as he was it would nice if he could escape here for a bit. Spending time like this with Rude was becoming even more addictive. It wasn't something he knew what to do with.
Next time? Of all the things, those were the words that struck him the most. The corners of his lips tug into a slight smile as he glances at Rufus while he towels himself dry.
"So. There's going to be a next time."
He doesn't say anything else. Rude just steps out of the bathroom and starts to dress himself in clean clothes, only stepping in front of the mirror once he needs to fuss over his tie.
"Well, yes if you would have me over." This was Rude's apartment and not the Shinra Building, after all. "I'm going to have more meetings in Edge in the future so we'll just happen to come by here on our way back."
If Rude wanted to keep this secret then Rufus would find ways to make sure they weren't caught. Perhaps the others knew and just hadn't said anything but Rufus wouldn't be the one to tell.
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He finishes with the body wash, handing it back to Rude. "It will be something to remember this afternoon by." He turns around once he's done, wrapping an arm around Rude's shoulders for a moment. "And we'll have to do this again. You have a comfortable bed."
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He tries to be as productive as he can by not distracting Rufus while they shower, and when he turns back to lean into him, his hands move up Rufus' ass to rest at his sides as he looks at him. "Glad it was to your liking, but I have to admit I'm curious about the kind of thread count you're used to." Rude pauses, remembering that this Rufus has been through more and seen things that he hasn't. Maybe he's gotten over fine silk sheets and expensive mattresses. Still, he's curious. "Were used to."
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Perhaps that was not practical but he would indulge this line of thought. "It doesn't matter, I'll sleep on the sheets you already have." He had gotten over thread counts and mattresses that were made just for him, there were more important things to spend his time worrying about.
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"Maybe I'll put that to the test some time."
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He steps out of the shower carefully, grabbing the nearest towel within reach. "Oh? The next time I come over I'll make sure that you have suitable sheets for me to sleep on." He's decided that he wants to come here again, as busy as he was it would nice if he could escape here for a bit. Spending time like this with Rude was becoming even more addictive. It wasn't something he knew what to do with.
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"So. There's going to be a next time."
He doesn't say anything else. Rude just steps out of the bathroom and starts to dress himself in clean clothes, only stepping in front of the mirror once he needs to fuss over his tie.
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If Rude wanted to keep this secret then Rufus would find ways to make sure they weren't caught. Perhaps the others knew and just hadn't said anything but Rufus wouldn't be the one to tell.