Rufus sighed and kneaded his forehead as he sat on the edge of his bed, the guarded light peeking timidly under his door casting his vexed features into shadow. Reno had been more of a handful to deal with than Rufus had expected him to be. He looked at the flickering pattern of light seeping through his doorway and tried to ignore the far too loud drone of the television in the next room as he tried to re-plot his plans for seduction. His week of opportunity was almost over and if he wanted that warm body in his bed he would have to act soon. Despite Rufus' pressing to take up residence in the guest bedroom Tseng normally occupied, Reno had opted to sleep on the couch in the living room just outside Rufus' master bedroom. Rufus would have an easier time seducing Reno if he was in a bed; the narrow couch didn't have enough room for him to do the sensual things he wanted to do.
Rufus sighed as the droning of the television grew steadily louder, deciding that Reno must have fallen asleep on the remote. For the past three nights Rufus had been kept from restful sleep by the obnoxiously loud television that he was simply too tired to turn down. As he listened without interest to the strained dialogue pouring out from under the door, he pondered just how he would coerce Reno into his bed. So far Reno had been making life so difficult that Rufus had wasted all of the energy he had planned to spend seducing him on damage control.
Reno had yet to fail in his duties; he got Rufus to every meeting on time and got him everything he required, but during meetings he kept Rufus so distracted that all presentations made by board members had to be made again and again before Rufus could make his decision for approval or disproval on their requests. The one meeting they had scheduled for the week had stretched on for three days because no work had been done. Reno was more attention grabbing than the board members and their money grubbing ways. Every chance he got Reno tossed something down the front of Scarlet's dress which forced her to dig through her cleavage to retrieve whatever the object was, something that distracted the other board members far more than it distracted Rufus. While Scarlet dug through her breasts in search of an obnoxiously uncomfortable push pin Reno's astounding aim had sent into her bra, Reeve drooled over her and Rufus drooled over Reno's laughing face.
The only good thing Rufus could attribute to Reno's distracting presence was that no one was able to fall asleep during Reeve's dull speeches, but Rufus missed those naps because an overwhelming desire to pounce on Reno in his sleep and the hatefully loud television kept him from sleeping at night. Rufus sighed and stood, determined to make an attempt at seducing Reno that night even if he was too tired to put much effort into the act.
Rufus walked into the living room and paused at the loin-warming sight of Reno sprawled on his back on the couch, one arm thrown over his eyes and the thin blanket barely covering his half-naked frame. Rufus studied the well sculpted lines of Reno's chest, traveling his eyes lower until the blanket hid the succulent flesh from view. He hummed in appreciation at the yellowing bruises standing out in vivid detail over Reno's collar bone and hips, wishing it was his teeth and hands that had done the damage. He searched for the remote, intent on turning off the sappy foreign soap opera blaring its honey coated dialogue through the room. Rufus searched around Reno happily, letting his hands brush over the pale flesh gently as he tried to find the remote. He finally pried the controller out from under Reno's back and turned the television off, startling the red-head awake with the sudden lack of sound.
Reno sat up quickly, sleep fogged eyes blinking slowly as he tried to figure out why he had woken up. His eyes slowly focused on Rufus and Rufus couldn't help but let out a low hum as the blanket dropped lower, revealing more of Reno's flesh for his hungry eyes.
Reno yawned and stretched, cracking his back loudly as he tried to separate reality from his dreams. He wasn't sure if he was awake or if his pleasant dream had taken a strange turn in events, but he took the change in stride. "Sup Ruf?"
Rufus sat on the couch where Reno's head had rested only moments before, making himself comfortable on the spot Reno had warmed. "We need to have a talk about the television."
Reno yawned and lay back, slightly confused by the warm and slightly lumpy thing that had replaced his pillow. He was still having trouble pulling his thoughts from the confusing dream he had been having and could still be having. He had closed his eyes as soon as his head had touched his new pillow, unable to keep them open. "Did I break it?" He nuzzled into the warm heat below him and tried to figure out what it was.
Rufus felt heat stir in his stomach as Reno unwittingly laid his head on his groin, nuzzling into him. Slight confusion twisted Reno's half-asleep features and Rufus gently stroked a hand through the tangled hair spread across his legs. "No, but you had it too loud. I can't sleep if you have it that loud."
"Sorry Ruf." Reno hummed softly, assuming that he had slipped back into his dream as warm fingers knotted themselves in his hair. His dream had been full of lovingly soft touches and he smiled softly, glad that he had been able to stay in the dream where he had something more than just sex to look forward to. He wasn't sure why Rufus had barged into his dream, but his sleep-fogged mind didn't seem to care who was massaging the nape of his neck so long as someone was doing it.
Rufus tugged his fingers through Reno's hair gently, confused by his willingness. When Rufus had tried to make advances during their free time in his office, Reno had just shrugged him off with a laugh and stole more rubber bands and paperclips from his desk, thinking that Rufus was simply joking as he twisted the thin metal clips into sharp projectiles and launched them into the ceiling with the rubber bands. Rufus wasn't sure there was a paper-clip free space left in his office.
Rufus contemplated the situation he had placed himself in as Reno nuzzled into his lap sleepily, his warm, even breaths tickling across Rufus' stomach. He let his hands trail from Reno's hair down his neck, lightly brushing his fingertips over the half-healed bruises that seemed to glow on Reno's pale skin in the darkness. Reno mewled softly and pressed into his fingers as they roamed over his chest, surprisingly responsive to the touches. Rufus hummed and leaned over Reno, licking his lips nervously before pressing them against Reno's, praying that the red-head wouldn't push him away.
Reno had trouble making his lips move against the dream lips that pressed lightly against his, but he managed to awkwardly complete the kiss. The darkness seemed to complete his dream and the fingers running over his stomach and chest left his breaths uneven and hitched, pleasure pressing his sleepy mind for attention as he tried to rouse himself from his far too realistic dream. He knew how these dreams ended, even in his sleep he knew that they wouldn't end how he wanted them to. He would wake up before the pleasantness ended and he'd be alone, pressed into his couch with fuzz in his mouth from where he had tried to act on his dream had licked the couch.
Rufus moaned softly as Reno's sleepy and uncoordinated tongue twined with his own, exploring the delicious mouth below him with pleasure as his hands ghosted over pale flesh. It had been awhile since he had had someone so willing and responsive under his touch and he reveled in the warm body that pressed into him. Slowly the responsiveness grew less and he pulled back, confused by the sudden withdraw of Reno's previously eager tongue. He laughed softly as Reno breathed deep and evenly, obviously fast asleep once more. Rufus hummed and twined his fingers back in Reno's hair, reclining the chair of the couch he sat in as he licked the taste of Reno's delicious tongue from his mouth, savoring the taste the way he would a fine wine. Reno's face nuzzled into his stomach and he shivered at the warm breath that brushed across his skin. Even though he was no longer in his comfortable bed and the couch was a less than ideal place to sleep, he was fairly sure that with the taste of Reno on his tongue and the warm body pressed into his that he would be able to sleep well.
Author's Note: I wonder if Rufus realized Reno was basically asleep through all of that…