Here it is, my lovely Pennatus. It is the sequel to Never Should Have and focuses mainly on Reeve and Rufus's relationship and how it progressed. Enjoy. I don't own Final Fantasy VII.

It had been a week since the night Rufus had established the fact that he wanted to love Reeve and that Reeve wanted to love him. And things were awkward. Rufus still stayed at Reeve's house, even after Hojo had been executed, by Sephiroth no less. Tseng didn't question it, his only way of showing Rufus that he knew was a small smile when the man showed up to work in the director's car.

"I feel as though you have been avoiding me," Reeve commented as he set a plate of food before Rufus.

"I feel ashamed to admit it but I feel a bit awkward now," Rufus admitted, figuring it would save them both a lot of trouble if he stopped trying to hide things and just said what was on his mind.

"That's understandable," Reeve said, smiling gently. "After all, you haven't ever been in a real relationship, have you?"

"I've been with Reno and Tseng," Rufus said quietly.

"You didn't date them though, did you?" Reeve asked, knowing he was right. "You didn't love them. You didn't want to love them."

Rufus's eyes narrowed. "Yes, you're right. Happy?"
Reeve sighed. "I'm not saying it like it's a bad thing," he said. "I just want you to know that it's okay that you feel different around me."

"I'm just used to no commitment fucking," Rufus said, smirking at Reeve's briefly widened eyes. "It's easier that way for everyone, no feelings involved. This however, this will be harder. I care about you. I'll have to treat you right. Something I'm not used to, at least not when it comes to the people I sleep with."

"I see. Well, I'm glad to know you actually care about my feelings involved in this," Reeve said with a snort.

"That was a compliment, Reeve. I didn't mean to insult you, if it came off that way," Rufus said quietly.

"It seems that we don't know a lot about each other," Reeve said. "After all, it was only until recently that we started talking."

"That reminds me," Rufus started. "Who's going to be topping?"

Reeve's eyes widened dramatically now and he dropped his fork. "Excuse me?"

Rufus smirked, laughter in his eyes as he looked up at Reeve. "Topping, director. As in sex."

"Is this really something we should be talking about now?" Reeve asked, obviously growing nervous.

"I'm just curious is all," Rufus said, lips slowly splitting into a sly grin.

"Well, I won't know the answer until we get there," Reeve said. Perfect answer. I didn't say I was going to top or bottom.

"Nice try but I can see right through you. That was a very indirect answer," Rufus said, laughing lightly. "But if it really makes you that uncomfortable then fine, we can wait. But I'll let you know now, I've never been topped before. I have quite a dominant nature."

"So I've noticed."

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Reeve pressed the speed dial for Rufus's cell phone, rather puzzled that the entire ShinRa building was locked up with no one in sight.

"Hello Reeve. I apologize. I forgot to tell you I was leaving work early," Rufus said, his tone saying he wasn't very sorry at all.

"So you're at home now?" Reeve asked.

"Yes. You should hurry up and come home."

"I have a sinking suspicion that something good awaits me. Either that or something I'm really not going to like," Reeve said.

"You'll see when you get here."

Reeve could practically hear the smirk in Rufus's voice.

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"This was not what I expected…at all," Reeve said under his breath. In his living room sat Rufus, Tseng to his left and Reno to his right.

All three were dressed in tight fitting leather.

"We are going clubbing tonight," Rufus told him, grinning.

"I wasn't aware that you were one for clubs," Reeve said dryly.

"I corrupted him at a young age, yo," Reno said, getting to his feet and slinking over the director, trailing his hand down his chest. "What a pretty catch, boss."

"Reno," Tseng and Rufus sighed in unison.

"Sorry, yo."

I'm sure, Reeve thought. "Rufus, really?"

"Yes, unless you really don't want to," Rufus said, standing as well.

"It would be lonely without you," Reno said. "Besides, I need to make sure you can dance otherwise I can never stand for you dating the boss."

"Are you serious?"

"Of course not, yo," Reno said, rolling his eyes. "You are way too tight, and not in the good way. Can't you take a single joke? I know you're a director and all but really, yo. Loosen up a bit."

Reeve couldn't help but flinch as Reno's hand dropped onto his shoulders, rubbing gently once before he moved back to where Tseng sat, making the Wutaian stand.

As a last resort, Reeve looked to Tseng. "Is it really safe for the ShinRa president to be out in the open like that so soon after an attack?"

"If he was in any danger I wouldn't let him go," Tseng told him.

"I see I am outnumbered. Unfortunately, I don't have anything to wear so-"

"Already taken care of," Rufus said. "I took the liberty to check out your size and bought you some clothes."

Reeve winced. It appeared there was no hope for him to get out of it. He was going to a club.

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"Something about this doesn't feel right," Reeve muttered.

He stared at himself in the mirror, tugging at the leather sleeves awkwardly.

"Gaia, you're sexy, yo," Reno commented, walking into the bathroom Reeve was in.

"What? Reno?" Reeve hissed, taken completely by surprise by the red head's appearance.

"Calm down, yo, just want to talk," Reno said, hopping up on the counter next to the sink. The bathroom was small enough the he could reach out with his foot and shut the door. "What is Rufus to you?"

"A man I want to love," Reeve answered without hesitation.

"So you don't love him now?" Reno asked.

His blue eyes bore into Reeve's and Reeve couldn't tell what Reno wanted him to say. He decided that saying the truth would be the best answer.

"I don't love him. I care deeply for him but I can't say that I love him yet," Reeve said.

Reno's serious expression was split into a grin. "Good boy. If you had answered differently, I'd bash you with my EMR. Or shove it up your ass. Bet you'd like that wouldn't you?"

Reeve's mouth dropped open and he stared wide eyed at the red head. "I-"

"Rufus doesn't bottom, you'll have to learn how to," Reno said.

"Do we have to talk about this?" Reeve asked, blushing furiously.

"Just letting you know," Reno said, growing serious again. "Rufus is picky in bed and you'll have to please him there before he'll love you."

"But-"

"Don't start with that bullshit of it being what's inside that matters. It's important but if you don't please him in bed don't expect it to last very long," Reno said.

Reeve swallowed thickly. "You're right, of course."

"That's not to say you can be a jerk though. You're sexy as hell, flaunt it," Reno told him, grinning.

"I've never danced, Reno," Reeve admitted. "At all."

"What? Really, yo?!" Reno asked, shock etched on his features.

"Uh…yes."

"I should teach you, yo," Reno said.

"That's fine. I can learn when we get there," Reeve said. "It's fine, Reno."

Reno gave him another cocky grin. "Sure, sure. I know you wanna learn from the boss." He hopped off the counter and opened the door, brushing pat Rufus who had come up to check on them.

"What was he talking to you about?" Rufus asked casually, leaning against the door frame. His eyes were calculating, trying to register if anything had changed from whatever Reno had said.

"Nothing really," Reeve answered, stepping towards him to get to the hallway and out the door.

"You look good, Reeve," Rufus said as Reeve walked past him.

Reeve tried to ignore the seductive purr in the president's voice. "As do you, Rufus."

He froze as an arm twined around his waist, another curving around his chest, dipping beneath the low neckline and fondling one nipple.

"Rufus, is this really the time?" Reeve asked, trying not to gasp at the touch.

"Just relax. If you don't, you'll never be able to live." The fingers continued to pinch and twist maddeningly, making it hard to concentrate and resist.

"R-Rufus." Hell, now I'm stuttering, Reeve thought.

"Hm?" Rufus murmured, slipping a hand around his waist down to his crotch, massaging gently.

Reeve was almost ashamed by how little time it took for him to get hard. Rufus was now nipping at his neck, balancing all three motions to give the utmost amount of pleasure, next to sex anyways.

"W-What about-"

"You're still talking?" Rufus asked, his voice amused in Reeve's ear. "What did I say about relaxing?"

"But Reno-"

"Reno knows how to relax."

"And Tseng-"

"Is good with relaxation techniques. They can wait for me to finish you off."

Reeve, in a daze, let Rufus pin him to the wall and continue his pleasurable ministrations. He slowly moved onto his knees, their leather clothes sliding against each other and letting Rufus slide down his body easily, seductively. Reeve's breath came in pants as he realized what Rufus was going to do. Rufus's hands nimbly undid the zipper holding the tight pants together, revealing his throbbing arousal.

Reeve looked away, unable to look at Rufus' seductive expression without coming then and there.

The next moment, the tip of his cock was taken into a warm and moist mouth. He groaned, quiet loudly, and he had to clamp a hand over his mouth to muffle it. Rufus's wet tongue moved over his over sensitized flesh, never moving down past the head even as he sucked. Reeve subconsciously began to pump his hips, vaguely surprised that Rufus was letting him take control. He grew bolder, moving his hips harder and shoving more of his cock into Rufus' mouth. Rufus let Reeve control the pace, letting the man fuck his mouth, growing harder as he realized how out of control he could make the director. With this in mind, he sucked a bit harder, encouraging Reeve's arousal.

"Oh…Rufus…so close," Reeve moaned, hands dropping to tangle in Rufus's hair, to impassioned to be embarrassed.

That's it, come for me, Rufus thought, humming around the hard member.

Reeve gave a sharp cry, giving up on keeping his head up and letting his eyes open. The picture of Rufus kneeling on the ground before him, his own arousal easily seen with his tight pants, sent him over the edge. Rufus swallowed the cum easily, the other man's cock bucking in his mouth. Reeve's long moan of his name reached his ears, giving him a smug sense of satisfaction.

It took Reeve a few moments to recover and by then Rufus had already zipped up his pants, now kissing his neck in a soothing manner.

"Sorry if I moved too fast. I wanted to pleasure you," Rufus said quietly in his ear.

"Felt…good," Reeve said tentatively, trying to calm his heart.

"Do you still want to go?"

Reeve hesitantly put his arms around Rufus, embracing him. "Yes, I do."