A " Random Final Fantasy 7 Yaoi Pairing Generator" crackfic. Rude.
Slick
Slick like the oily puddles in the Sector 3 slums as he turns down an alley with piano wire taut in his hands.
Slick like he wasn't, when, instead of giving an excuse he made a fist and punched the stranger in the face a half second before he registered long dark hair and oh shit I'm gonna die a blue suit.
Slick like the blood on his face, neck, chest, hands, everywhere when the man punched back and kept going until he stayed down.
Slick like the man's attitude as he introduced himself. "Tseng," he said, helping Rude to his feet. He waited for Rude to give his name before complimenting his endurance and offering him a job.
Slick like the tailored blue suit which refined his bulk just as the training refined his skills, slick like the expensive watch on his wrist.
Slick like his reflection in the 66th floor bathroom mirrors, sunglasses on because while he learned to keep his face impassive long ago, his eyes still give him away when he wants nothing more than to shove the President, Palmer, Heidegger, and Scarlet up Tseng's ass and out his mouth for assigning him to the weekly board meeting.