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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He wasn't even sure if Elena had ever ended up with the same training the rest of them had, given she was the only one who'd joined up after that disaster with Veld and the other Turks. He'd never asked, and she'd never told, but when he thought about it, it didn't make a whole lot of sense to maintain any specific program just for one person.
At any rate, training had always sucked a hell of a lot more than the actual job itself.
He laughed, reaching back to retie his hair. "Oh, Tseng would just accuse me of using the cameras as a means to my voyeuristic tendencies or something. 'Sides, I'm the only person at Shin-Ra who even knows what the goddamn concept of a hobby even is, thank you very much ( ... )
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He hadn't been with that many men, despite his anything-goes attitude when it came to sex. Not out of any selectivity on his part; it was just way easier to find women willing to openly display their attraction to him than men who would do the same, and he was never willing to put that much effort into getting a one-night stand.
Of course, this was far from a one-night stand. More of a...something. He had no goddamn clue what. He wasn't even sure if, or when, Rufus would snap to his senses and back off.
But what the hell did it matter? Especially when Rufus was almost sitting in his lap.
Reno slipped his tongue between the parted lips, tasting what was so inherently Rufus, and pulling away just long enough to catch his breath. His eyes hadn't quite closed, but they almost had, fluttering between half-lidded and fully shut, and fuck, but when ( ... )
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He grunted softly as Rufus settled on him, shifting a bit to better support the weight. Rufus wasn't a big man, but neither was Reno. Still, he managed to get comfortable enough under the circumstances. He slid his leg over Rufus, trapping part of the President's body beneath it.
A low growl escaped him when Rufus spoke his name again. He dropped one hand lower, sliding down Rufus's chest until he reached the end. His fingers danced along the waistband of the pants and brushed that thin line of bare stomach, teasing. He finally pulled away from Rufus's lips, tracing kisses down the side of Rufus's throat instead, as his teeth nipped lightly at the skin.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, something prodded him and reminded him that that door was wide open, that Elena was still on her way, and that Landel's still had any number of monsters who could sneak up ( ... )
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