1. Cuddle
'Rufus there really is not enough room on this chair for two people.' Tseng looked around the room and found 3 empty chairs and one empty couch. 'Is there anything wrong with the other seats in this room?'
Rufus smiled down at him and made himself comfortable in Tseng's lap.
'Tseng, I'm disappointed in your inability to be creative. There is more then enough room on this chair for two people.'
The Turk laughed at Rufus' "insult". 'Creative? I'm not seeing where creativity comes into play here.'
Tseng found himself laughing again when Rufus looked at him and pouted. 'Of course it comes into play here. Think about it; two people want the same chair. One person was already sitting in it while the second person, who is both lighter in weight and more handsome, wanted the chair as well. Since neither person wants to give up the chair, it's time to get creative and figure out how to make both happy. In this case, it would be to share the chair.'
Tseng shook his head. 'So by "sharing the chair", you mean sitting on me and taking me away from the television show I was watching?'
Rufus smiled. 'That would be about right.'
Wrapping his arms around the blond's waist, he felt Rufus sink into his embrace. Resting his chin on the younger man's head, he sat in silence, enjoying their quiet moment together.
Rufus wrapped his arms around Tseng's chest, closing his eyes and breathing in his lover's scent. After a few minutes, Rufus broke the silence. 'You really can't tell me that you mind sharing this chair with me Tseng. If you were to tell me that you did mind sharing, I would then tell you that that I'd get up, but then I'd be lying and I wouldn't want to lie to you about something like that.'
Tseng laughed and hugged his charge closer to him. 'No can do. You're not getting up now.'
'Why not? Admit it; you like having me sit here with you.'
'It's not that at all. It's that I'm rather comfortable and warm now and if you were to get up, I'd be cold and I can't allow that to happen. You're staying here until I have to get up whether you like it or not. Think of it as punishment for disturbing my TV show.'
It was Rufus' turn to laugh. He shook his head and cuddled up closer to Tseng. If this is punishment, he thought to himself, I should do this more often.