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Reno stared in awe at the bathroom counter in front of him. Rufus was in the shower, and the man had more creams and lotions than any straight man should have. Aside from the bedroom and bathroom he’d have thought it was a generic apartment that was for sale. A floor model or whatever they called it.
Idly he picked up one that looked interesting. Some sort of face cream he thought. He glanced over at the shower to make sure he hadn’t been caught snooping, but his eyes didn’t flick back. They remained glued to the shower, a nice posh one with more than one showerhead and that expensive glass that didn’t fog up. Rufus was standing in profile to him, leaning on one hand against the wall with his ass sticking out. Water trailed along, but his view was obscured by one of those privacy bars.
Was he--? Oh yeah, he definitely was. The telltale movements were obvious. Reno gaped at the VP and nearly dropped the expensive cream (he’d try some later, when his brain was functioning.) A moment later the very naked and wet blonde turned to face him. His breath died in his throat, until he realized he was safe. Rufus’ eyes were closed. I can’t believe he’s doing that.
Wait, it was his own shower. Was it so surprising the man had human urges? There was something beautiful and vulnerable about the man’s expression-not something he’d ever thought to associate with Rufus ShinRa. Those normally cold eyes cracked open, locked on his. His jaw just about hit the floor at the image of the blonde with his lips slightly parted, obviously panting, with tendrils of steam twining around him.
The moment wasn’t shattered by him getting the shit beaten out of him. Instead, Rufus’ eyes slid closed as his head tilted up. Reno knew his mouth was hanging open in a completely unflattering way, but didn’t really give a shit right then. Instead he watched as pleasure flooded across the VP’s face and come hit the glass. Within moments the man had turned profile again, eyes open. While the water washed the glass off, he saw a slender finger enter that oh-so-tempting mouth.
Shit. Not just jerking off with an audience but licking some of it-- Shiva! It didn’t seem like a conscious gesture, but he wouldn’t put it past Rufus to screw with him.
By the time Rufus was out of the shower he’d at least regained some of his composure. “Yah always do that in front of people?”
Rufus’ eyes were cold again, but as they noted him a flicker of amusement passed through them. His lips reflected that amusement by smirking. “I’ve become accustomed to having a babysitter.”
“Babysitter? Yer a bit old, man.”
“Oh, wait. I forgot father prefers to call them guards,” Rufus replied, the sarcasm causing the red head to snort.
“Oh yeah… ‘ey, you ever-“ he was cut off by Rufus: “Yes.”
Reno gaped. “Wh-seriously?”
The sparkle of amusement didn’t leave the VP’s eyes this time. He knew the man was enjoying Reno’s imagination running rampant at the thought of him with male, or female, guards.
“Yer an ass,” the red head said with a laugh.
“So they tell me.”