A New Page in History

Rubbing the back of his neck and closing his eyes for a moment Rufus realised how tired he was. “Get some sleep, it’ll do you no good to stay awake too long” A hoarse voice came from the sofa startling him into a jump. “Reno!” he hissed “I didn’t realise you were awake…” Rufus grumbled. Not all that impressed at being caught with his guard down.
“I don’t sleep on the job any more you know that” Sitting upright and pushing the goggles into a firmer position on his forehead Reno slipped out of the black jacket and didn’t even flicker as a shirt button went the same way. “I have to be awake to escort you at five am tomorrow morning. I know ‘Lena is already in bed and you should be too. Plus the sofa in your room is far more comfortable to sleep on. That looks good but is sends my back stiff” Reno stretched. The crack of bone going back into place signalled the fact that he had indeed been telling the truth.

Rising from his desk quietly Rufus left his jacket and scooped his lap top into his arms and padded through the door that Reno had held open for him leading to his bedroom. Dropping the portable computer on the black and white bed sheets Rufus headed into the bathroom. The only comforting sounds being, the meticulous movements of Reno as he did a security check and locked the rooms tight for the evening. Dressed in black pyjama trousers and an open black shirt Rufus entered the room again to see Reno standing by the side of his bed.
The rolling noises and sure clicks as gun parts came into place were oddly re assuring as he checked and re loaded a hand gun before tossing into Rufus; bed side cabinet. He had turned the bed back after a fashion, pulling apart the upper and lower covers to get a hand in to check for anything unwanted. It was no where near as tidy as it had been when Tseng was doing it. Though Rufus suspected that partly had to do with the fact that not only was Tseng a neat freak in all possible meanings of the word, but he also had been getting into the bed with Rufus when doing over night stays. Reno tended to just lie on the sofa somewhere between awake and asleep; an unhealthy colour and only getting up on occasion to have a smoke on the balcony.

After having deemed that the bed was safe for Rufus to enter with a slight nod, Rufus slipped onto the sheets and made a play for the lap top again only to watch Reno’s eyes harden as he saw the picture of Rude on the screen. Saying nothing Reno shed his uniform shirt and belt as he walked over to the long black sofa, as wide as a bed. That resided in the rooms that belonged to Rufus that few other than he and his Turks saw.
Over the top of his lap top Rufus discreetly watched Reno as he sat on the edge of the sofa. For the slob like appearance, he was nothing short of perfectly organised down to his boot laces. His guard never down enough to even take his boots off in Rufus’ presence. A safety precaution, but he wondered oddly what Reno’s feet were like. As you do when it is apart of someone you’ve known for half your life and can never recall seeing.
Rufus had to fight the angry blush that threatened to accompany a following thought as his head told him what other parts of Reno he hadn’t seen.
Where Reno sat on the sofa side, the room was lit by little more than the disturbingly large moon that shone in through the window where Rufus refused to let curtains close. The only time they had been drawn was when Tseng and Rude had been laid out for viewing in Rufus’ room away from all prying eyes. He could see the pale hairless expanse of Reno’s chest wiry and muscular, the one scar standing out above all others on his chest, but otherwise it was clear. He knew the majority of scars had faded now but the movement of Reno around the Shinra doctors proved that the mental scars were still present.
Rufus could recall witnessing Tseng punish Reno the once by sending him down to Hojo for observation. It was the only time Rufus had ever seen the often talked about ‘slum whore’ part of Reno ever exposed.
Rufus had been 17 and Reno was 5 years his senior though you’d never know it. With a defiant stare he had licked his lower lip and dropped to his knees in front of Tseng. Shooting Rufus a look that showed no fear of him as skilled fingers undid Tseng’s trousers and had him palmed in his hand before Tseng had even realised Reno’s actions. There had been a sharp metal click and Reno brought his eyes up to witness a slightly blushing Tseng with a gun pressed fiercely into Reno’s temple.
“I would greatly insist that you return me to my previous state and report down to Dr Hojo for observation. Those methods may have got you out of trouble in the slums Reno but up here there are other ways you need to learn to use your tongue and that sucking corporate cock is not one of them”

Rufus couldn’t help a slight chuckle as he remembered that moment where Reno had risen to his feet an ever defiant look on his face as Rufus knew he was scarlet in the background. The combination of Reno’s appearance and Tseng’s deliberately husky voice as he spoke to Reno had shot right to the young teen’s crotch. He remembered that that was the first time he had been glad of his decision to wear white.
Rufus was now three years older than Reno had been then, and still didn’t know how he would react on his knees with a gun to his temple. But he was sure he would have gone into shut down the second Reno had a hand in his trousers. Pressure off a board meeting he could handle without a flicker of emotion. Though even Tseng had been surprised of the complete change in character Rufus took on when in an intimate situation.
His libido never really sated as a teen Rufus was certain he carried round a time bomb in him; he could feel his temper shorten when he went without or he and Tseng had had little time to be together. Without use of his toes he could count the amount of times he and Tseng had been together in their relationship. For someone of his age he was grossly inexperienced. Everything with Tseng was by the book and formal. Although he had loved him despite of that, there were so many grey areas.
The light caught the hoop of metal in Reno’s left nipple and brought Rufus’ eyes to it immediately. Reno may have been due to pass the age of 30 in the next few days but he looked barely 21. Still in tip top medical condition and his face was devoid of lines that came with age. He was growing old gracefully that was for certain. Not that Rufus even saw the man as his elder due to his behaviour; he could still see the merits in something that he had been told had an ugly soul. Resuming distracted typing full of errors Rufus let go a sigh and shut off the computer and the bedside light without a word to Reno who was barely looking anyway as he checked his own weaponry before stuffing a hand gun under a pillow and casting his legs up on the sofa with a sigh as Rufus audibly heard an un named bone crunch back into place.
He decided then and there that he lay awake watching Reno for far too long. He watched as the sleeping position gave him cramp. He watched as the light shone off the half open green eyes and flicked to the bed to ascertain that Rufus was still there and ‘asleep’. He also watched as thin fingers danced over the crotch of his loosened trousers before slim hips lifted a little and Rufus watched the pale hand delve into the blue suit pants.

Rufus’ breath hitched in his throat and he made the slightest of sounds before the colour rushed to his face and he tried to hide it. Closing his eyes and doing his best impression of a sleeping man. Thinking he was a good actor he nearly shot out of his skin when he opened his eyes a crack to see Reno standing at the side of his bed,
“You were supposed to be asleep hours ago. Staying up to watch a good movie I understand, staying awake to watch me I don’t. It brings up far too many questions… sir” he added it as an after thought and Rufus knew it was more of a tool added to an attempted seduction than a real formal address.
He knew Reno was good at lying, but not even he could pull off that he was actually attempting to be formal when he was obviously erect, the faintest trace of Red hair was visible at the top of his loosened trousers that hung indecently low on his hips.
Opening his mouth to reprimand Reno for being so brash and indecent in his company Rufus found that his voice had gone and taken his will with it. Looking at him he sat up slightly so his shoulders were against the headboard looking Reno in the eye. It had been a long time since he had seen that playful smirk on Reno’s face and he knew it was a shame to let it go to waste.
Reno though he had him cornered and Rufus knew it, and to be truthful it shot a bolt of warmth straight to his crotch to know that this was ready to go anywhere he allowed it. It excited him too. Reno was the proverbial boyfriend you couldn’t bring home to meet your parents. There was no doubt that he was still as wild and unabashed as he had been when he was younger. Before he and Rude had seen the light he had lost many a good secretary to the infamous skill of Reno, having seen him with more than one of them. Coated in a thin sheen of sweat still in 80% of his work uniform whilst his secretaries became panting gibbering mess’ in the coffee room, lusty eyed and shaky on their feet for days afterwards. In its own twisted way the mans sexual skill was legend, and here was the closest thing he would ever get to a chance with him and it was right in front of him.


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