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"Ouch," Rufus replies, a hint of a smirk on his lips.

Time for a new tactic. "Such vitriol," he lilts. "I'm not worth the effort of a lie, but clearly I have some worth to you, or you wouldn't be here at all."

Asking or demanding Reno to be a good boy had the same effect as spraying a cat with water. He'd heard it before, be a good boy for me and are you going to be a good boy or am I going to have to punish you? — blah, blah, blah. Tseng was a not only his superior, but a person he actually respected, and it was those two factors which prevented something nasty from spilling from the redhead's lips. He smiled dangerously, yet nodded his head as though he were actually complying. In some way, he was. There was fooling around, and then there was crossing the line. Tseng had no inkling of a funny bone to keep up with Reno's shenanigans, so he felt resigned to play nice.

(  ❛  I jerked off in a body bag once, but I get yer point. What do I apologize for? The hot dog thing or the cum thing though? ❜  )

"Go be a good boy and say sorry to Rufus, because if you get fired and I have to take over your paperwork then you're not leaving HQ in any way but a bodybag." @ceaselxss

@ceaselxss asked: 💕

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The chance of a relationship working out between Cissnei and Tseng is not very big, but a relationship is very well possible, if the two of you really want it to, and are prepared to make some sacrifices for it. You'll have to spend a lot of quality time together. You must be aware of the fact that this relationship might not work out at all, no matter how much time you invest in it.

"Prettyyy   low   .......        not   the   lowest   though.       Maybeee   it's   because   you're   my   superior   ?       .....bossy..."

" you HIT me ! "

an astute observation, it must be said, by the caterwauling blonde with a hand clutched to his upper arm. the major's bottom lip quivers and he staggers backward, gloved fingers of his wounded ( as if ) limb reaching to fumble for the pistol secured to his belt. he doesn't know who this person is or why they seemed so intent on antagonising him - really, he was just having leisure time, he wasn't hurting anyone besides the many people he'd been tormenting earlier in the day - but it was annoying. and, though he would never admit it, somewhat terrifying.

but at least in the moment, the thing most hurt was his pride.

@ceaselxss // Tseng // Unprompted

A collar.

Both to animals and men, it is a symbol of being possessed. By all means, Rufus isn't against clipping the hooks on another human being. It shows a submissive form, to be caged and ordered with expected obedience.

He will have none of that.

"I'm not a dog nor do I take orders from others." Tseng merely stated he'd look good in one, never settling on the factor of the meaning behind it. Though Rufus knows how he conducts himself.

"A muzzle won't silence me," his eyes shifted to his Turk, a curl of a smile trickling through his unamused expression. "Are you looking into forming a new kink, Tseng?" At least when it came to his superior.

Rufus is quite sure everyone would love to muzzle him.

SEND “ ✿ ” FOR 2 HEADCANONS FOR OUR MUSES’ RELATIONSHIP. [accepting]

Disappointment, disdain, dismissal- Reno is pretty accustomed to such treatment from near everyone and it doesn’t seem to phase him. Tseng smiling and speaking calmly, however? Utterly terrifying. He’s not sure if Tseng happens to do it on purpose or if he’s just being paranoid, but it makes him get ice water in his veins- The man reminds him of a cheshire cat waiting to pounce.

Tseng knows that (despite all reasons to think otherwise) Reno will get the job done, no matter the cost. It’s one of the reasons why he bumped him up to 2nd in command, aside from his unwavering loyalty. They have a certain measure of trust in each other that doesn’t need words- They just know that the other will handle anything that comes their way and overcome it.

His blade was lifted up, striking a pose that was similar to that of the one who he loathed, and he waited. This one, though not a real danger to himself, could still potentially do some damage, given the right circumstances. He was not going to let that happen, injury or not. Which, of course, came to the part where he had received quite an upsetting blow earlier, from either this one, or one of the other suited-people who dared to oppose him.

His leg had blood dripping down from a bullet hole, and the skin-tight outfit was not helping to ease the pain one bit. Kadaj was furious that he let his guard down for a second, but at least three of them were either in retreat, or helping one another to their feet. He didn’t care. It was only now between the one who still stared his way, and how he would take to dealing with him.

   “You know... you should be running...”