Night Shift 24: M11-M20 Hallway

[screwthegods]

((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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Re: Outside M17

[theheirshinra]

"Downsized? What a charming way to put that we were reduced to ground level. You know, before I was taken, there was actually a request on my desk to hire three new Turks."

Rufus snorted at that. Damn it, but that seemed so long ago. What had it been? A week? Two? Time had lost meaning here in Landel's. It felt like months. Watching Reno tie back his hair, Rufus frowned faintly. Did Reno's hair look longer? Shaking his head, he put the matter out of his mind and smirked at Reno's words.

"I'll have you know that I do recognize what a hobby is, Reno. I have quite a few actually. I collect gems occasionally. I have a great fondness for precious blue ones."

The other things he tended to collect he wasn't going into. Schuldig had already hinted at Rufus' proclivity in that area

Re: Inside M17

[theheirshinra]

Rufus made one of those low gasps again when Reno's nail scored across his skin, his lips sliding against Reno's tongue in a sucking motion that indicated a more intimate act. It seemed that he had been with a few men before and his body knew how to react even if his mind was stuck in 'buh?' mode

Re: Inside M17

[offduty]

Rufus had no need to worry whatsoever that Reno might back away. If anything, he did the exact opposite, sliding both arms around Rufus, his fingers tangling in the blond hair.

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

Re: Inside M17

[theheirshinra]

Rufus squirmed some in Reno's lap, not meaning to evoke a reaction just yet but to get comfortable. It didn't help much that Reno's lips and teeth against his throat were leading him far from any thinking ability. One hand tangled back into Reno's hair, fascinated with its length it would seem. Quick fingers made short work of his hair tie, letting them loose to tumble over Reno's back and down. There was something about that he couldn't resist. Rufus' other hand slid down to Reno's leg, gripping the man's thigh as he rocked forward again

Re: Inside M17

[offduty]

((ooc: moving them both here.))