[He drinks it all in, every smooth movement, every step that Rufus takes to get closer.
On the one hand, he can feel his heart beating in his chest, nervousness probably, something he hasn't felt in ages. And at the same time he can't deny that this is fucking turning him on, cause who wouldn't be in a situation like this?
The thrill of Rufus being his boss AND possibly people watching is just increasing the excitement. Fucking adrenaline junkie that he is, of course something like this will get him going.

Shit, he wonders how many times Rufus has done something like this, because it looks way too practiced and fluent to be something that he is doing for the first time, and that whisper into his ear ... Reno almost shivers.]

Yeah, I know ..
[He finally finds his voice back enough to form a coherent sentence.]
But the memory will stay with me,
[He grins, only as long as Rufus doesn't grind down, because as soon as he does, Reno has to suck in a sharp breath.
Fuck, this is getting dangerous.]

So, uh... How much touchin's allowed in these games? Do I have to keep my hands to myself?

[Cause they hover somewhere in mid air, wanting to grab Rufus' waist (or maybe his ass, but he'll settle for the safer option first)]