Rude just grunted what could have been a reply, but who knew? He was sated and content and for once he was fine with being a mess. This was a good kind of mess. The kind that could be just as much fun getting clean as it was getting dirty in the first place.

But that was for later. For a future him to deal with. Current Rude didn't want to move a single muscle. In fact, current Rude wanted to nap.

With Reno settled upon him, his head on his shoulder, warm breath tickling his neck, Rude closed his own eyes and let himself do something rare in a semi-public setting. He drifted off into a light doze.