Night Shift 24: M11-M20 Hallway
((OOC: Starting off in M13, moving into the hall.))Homura closed his eyes as that familiar voice filled the air, let out a slow breath to ease into the proper mindset for what was about to happen. Short this time, which was good, as he didn't have any desire to listen to the head doctor prattle on endlessly. No, Homura was eager to get things
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Head thrown back, Rufus tried to contain his gasp, eyes still slitted shut in pleasure. It was too much sensation for a man who was used to having ever single thing in his control and dictated according to his will. A sharp breath was drawn in as the Turk's fingertips slid along his stomache, leaving what felt like hot trails across bared skin. His own hand slid further down Reno's leg, tracing the lines of muscle beneath the cheap cloth of Landel's. Too many people thought Reno was just skin and bone but Rufus was discovering differently. His head tilted, exposing his throat fully to the other's lips.
"The door," he hissed, about all thought he could give to it. A vision of what Elena's face would be like flashed briefly across the mind's eye before that too was lost. All that his mind concentrated on after that was pulling Reno tighter against him, straining for that contact. He finally left off of Reno's hair, fingernails scoring across the back of the Turk's sweatshirt, wishing for once that the man was still wearing his usual loose uniform shirt. That would have been much easier to get past.
"Elena... is going to be... traumatized."
Maybe he would luck out and they would be late.
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