[Fic] FFVII AC. Reeve/Tseng. R. Corporate Decisions
Title: Corporate Decisions
Author: monitorscreen
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII Advent Children
Pairing: Reeve/Tseng
Rating: R
Word count: 392
Disclaimer: Final Fatasy VII and its compilations are the creations of Square Enix, not mine.
Summary: Theirs was a working relationship.
Corporate Decisions
by monitor screen
Facade
When Tseng went missing, Reeve filed an unpaid leave for him.
After all, in a transparent organisation like the WRO, you could not have personnel unaccounted for. Not like in Shinra.
Or in the Turks; though he supposed "MIA" was an account all by itself. Still, new group, new rules. And Tseng was not even on a mission, he was just... on leave. His job would be waiting when he returned.
What employees did on leave was definitely not the company's business.
--
For Services Rendered
They were very clear about what was past and what was present.
Tseng was not hired for his position with the Turks. Tseng was hired because he was a talent looking for a job and the WRO needed its talents. It would have been the same for... anybody, anybody at all, looking for a job in the wreckage left behind by the Meteor.
And, well, Shinra.
That Tseng had connections was not part of the equation. Everybody had connections - it was part of being in a society. That Tseng's connections were perhaps more than purely social had no bearing at all in his joining the WRO.
We need all the talent we can get, was Reeve's argument whenever someone raised the topic, with an unspoken, and all the resources.
It was only fair to let Rufus play his game for all his sponsorship.
And Tseng's afterhours visits to his office were of course, only social and completely irrelevant.
--
Just Because I Fall From Grace
When another catastrophe was averted, and Tseng came back, Reeve let him in and turned off the surveillance camera.
He let Tseng kneel between his knees and welcome himself back with tongue on Reeve's cock, reassuring the Wutaian of their standing agreement with fingers in the soft dark hair. He had missed this; missed letting the mask slip and not having to be nice and honourable all the time.
Tseng understood him. They were survivors of Shinra and they did not do business with their hearts. Anything was fair trade.
When Tseng asked to lead the clean-up in Midgar, Reeve sanctioned it with a lingering kiss. He imagined he could see Mission accomplished in the other man's eyes.
He added his recommendations to the memo as the door shut softly after Tseng, pretending that the gratefulness was for his embrace.
(Comments and critiques welcomed.)
Author: monitorscreen
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII Advent Children
Pairing: Reeve/Tseng
Rating: R
Word count: 392
Disclaimer: Final Fatasy VII and its compilations are the creations of Square Enix, not mine.
Summary: Theirs was a working relationship.
Corporate Decisions
by monitor screen
Facade
When Tseng went missing, Reeve filed an unpaid leave for him.
After all, in a transparent organisation like the WRO, you could not have personnel unaccounted for. Not like in Shinra.
Or in the Turks; though he supposed "MIA" was an account all by itself. Still, new group, new rules. And Tseng was not even on a mission, he was just... on leave. His job would be waiting when he returned.
What employees did on leave was definitely not the company's business.
--
For Services Rendered
They were very clear about what was past and what was present.
Tseng was not hired for his position with the Turks. Tseng was hired because he was a talent looking for a job and the WRO needed its talents. It would have been the same for... anybody, anybody at all, looking for a job in the wreckage left behind by the Meteor.
And, well, Shinra.
That Tseng had connections was not part of the equation. Everybody had connections - it was part of being in a society. That Tseng's connections were perhaps more than purely social had no bearing at all in his joining the WRO.
We need all the talent we can get, was Reeve's argument whenever someone raised the topic, with an unspoken, and all the resources.
It was only fair to let Rufus play his game for all his sponsorship.
And Tseng's afterhours visits to his office were of course, only social and completely irrelevant.
--
Just Because I Fall From Grace
When another catastrophe was averted, and Tseng came back, Reeve let him in and turned off the surveillance camera.
He let Tseng kneel between his knees and welcome himself back with tongue on Reeve's cock, reassuring the Wutaian of their standing agreement with fingers in the soft dark hair. He had missed this; missed letting the mask slip and not having to be nice and honourable all the time.
Tseng understood him. They were survivors of Shinra and they did not do business with their hearts. Anything was fair trade.
When Tseng asked to lead the clean-up in Midgar, Reeve sanctioned it with a lingering kiss. He imagined he could see Mission accomplished in the other man's eyes.
He added his recommendations to the memo as the door shut softly after Tseng, pretending that the gratefulness was for his embrace.
(Comments and critiques welcomed.)