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[suitandshades]

[It's come to his attention that this is needed. Rude never thought it would have to come to this. But here he was. Before the people. Asking for something he had never imagined he would ever need to ask for.]

Gags. Muzzles. Things like this. Where would I get one? Or several.

Asking for a friend.

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[suitandshades]

[Rude remained where he was, just waiting for Reno to settle himself down before making his request. A request that earned a low chuckle.]

Is that all?

[He turned around to kneel beside the tub and reached past Reno to grab for the wash cloth and soap. The tap was turned on so he could wet the cloth and soap it up before he moved to rub along that long expanse of back. Rude didn't mind doing this at all. If asked, he probably would have attempted to tend to Reno's every single need, if it had been wanted. But held himself back and waited for permission to do so.]

[tightbod_bigrod]

By the sound of it I should ask for more...

[Was spoiling Reno a mistake?

Only if one didn't want to be expected to spoil him all the time.

But when Rude ran that cloth over his back it was like his soothed aches Reno didn't even realize he had. A pleased sigh escaped his lips and he melted over the side of the tub, limply letting Rude tend to him.]

Make sure you get everything. [He murmured, not bothering to lift his head.]

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C'mere...

[Since he was supposed to get everything, Rude went ahead and just slipped an arm under Reno. Being draped over the side of the tub couldn't have been the most comfortable, so he decided to let him do that over his arm instead. Rude was strong enough to keep Reno held up as he used his other hand to rub over his partners back, his shoulders and sides, everywhere he could comfortably reach.

He'd add a little more soap, a little more water and go back again, gentle but firm in his touch.

And he was quiet. Seemingly chewing over something. Something Reno had said that was giving him pause. Because his answer could easily backfire. And even if he did word it in as diplomatic a way as he could, he was sure Reno would find the loophole.]

You never ask for anything.

[Rude finally said as he shot a glance at the the slumped form of his partner.

It was true. Mostly. Reno asked for frivolous things. Or horny things. Though most often than not those were demands or just things that happened on the fly. But actually asking for something? That was a rare event.

They'd worked together long enough now that both could somewhat guess what the other wanted without words. And that helped. Though...]

I wouldn't mind if you did.

[tightbod_bigrod]

What do you mean I never ask for anything? Don't I ask for stuff all the time?

[It was hard to comprehend what Rude was talking about with his head muggy. He was just slumping his weight over Rude's arm, apparently content to make him do all the work, and enjoying his back being scrubbed. The feel of water running down it and air hitting it was pure bliss. The type of refreshing feeling he needed at that moment.

Meanwhile Rude's arm was warm. Yet, strong and firm enough to hold up Reno's dead weight. It impressed upon him even further just how much he could rely on Rude.

Although he was processing a bit slow at the moment, he did let out a soft chuckle.]

Careful what you ask for.

[Reno was 100% one to take advantage.

Of course, Rude knew that. Maybe he was the type who liked that.]

[suitandshades]

[Rude didn't reply. He knew what he meant. Reno asked for plenty, he supposed. But he also supposed it didn't really matter one way or another. It was fine like this. Rude was content like this, just doing as much for Reno as he could.

So he kept him steady and continued on doing what he was doing, going as far as to bring the cloth up to Reno's neck and shoulders, wiping down what parts he could reach without jostling his partner too much.]

... Do you need me to do your front now?

[tightbod_bigrod]

[A prolonged, pain sigh. He was so comfortable draped over Rude's arm. But he guessed he could move so that Rude could scrub his front.

So he sat back in the tub and used Rude as a seat. He'd just have to reach around and scrub the front. It was all open~.]

I can't believe the stuff you let me do sometimes.

[He let Reno get away with so much.]

[suitandshades]

[Rude helped him and once again kept an arm around him to secure him in place, as well as to give Reno a more cushioned place to rest against. Once settled, Rude went back to wiping his partner down, starting with his chest

He didn't plan on doing anything more than cleaning Reno up and getting him back into bed where he could finish resting. But for now, for what it was, Rude could enjoy himself.]

What am I letting you do, Reno? This is the least I can do for you... [After having let him fester in a bar on his own for days.]

[tightbod_bigrod]

[At that he just chuckled to himself. He really didn't hold it against Rude, but he knew Rude was more the type to let something aggravating him fester. Especially when it came to something happening to Reno.

As much as he liked to take advantage, he didn't like to make Rude feel bad or leave him feeling bad. If he was going to take advantage he was going to be transparent and obnoxious about it, not manipulative. He tilted his head back, trying to look up at Rude.]

If that's the way you want it, then how about you wash me off, make me a full-course breakfast, and we'll call it even?

[Give Rude something to do to 'make up' for it and then nip it in the butt.]

[suitandshades]

[Rude did like to beat himself up, it has to be said. His guilt for this would eat at him for a while yet.

As Reno looked up, Rude looked down and waited for his partner to finish speaking before he leaned on down to press a warm kiss to his lips.]

I think it can be arranged.

[Mainly because he'd planned on making him food to start with. Though what he'd had in mind and what Reno requested were vastly different, but Reno's was simpler and he was with that. Whatever got food into him was, in his opinion, a very good thing. Rude had no idea how much Reno had eaten over the last few days.]

[tightbod_bigrod]

[Damn he had it good. Pampered and cared for. Maybe that was Rude's kink, though. He could deal with it if it was.

With that he lifted an arm up and sniffed himself, giving himself a once-over in the odor-department.]

Ah, that's way better. Not the type of dirty I like to be.

[And, wrapping his arms around Rude's shoulders, he got himself into an easily-scoopable position and wantonly pleaded.]

Take me to breakfast?

[suitandshades]

[Reno probably shouldn't get too used to this. Rude didn't believe there were going to be many situations like this where Reno could take advantage of his feelings of guilt to get his own way. But at the same time Rude didn't get many chances to, well, fuss over anyone.

And he kind of liked that.

There were times to be hard, times to be ruthless and without mercy. And there were times to be soft and enjoy the aftercare that came from someone who genuinely did care.

And it was with that in mind that Rude gave no hesitation when pale arms wrapped around his neck. He reached under Reno, not caring that he was wet, and lifted scooped him right out of the tub.]

I think you need clothes first. At the least a towel.

[Who knew when Rufus would return? The last think the boss needed was to see Reno in his birthday suit. Again.]