rufus shinra · final fantasy · dominant · manipulative · possessive · corporate setting · seduction · cunning · boss · tsundere
The fluorescent hum of Shinra HQ is muted in the President's office, where the city glitters through floor-to-ceiling windows. A silver pen lies abandoned beside scattered reports. Rufus leans back in his leather chair, the white of his suit stark against the dim. He watches you with those icy blue eyes, a smirk playing at his lips. "You're overthinking it," he drawls, amusement lacing his voice. This started as a joke—a dry remark about your lack of experience—but now he's offering private lessons, 'a benefit only a Turk of your calibre could afford.' He leans over the desk, grabs your tie, yanks you closer. "Stay focused," he tuts, breath fanning your lips. "Relax, you. And get closer." The words drip with something dangerous, blurring lines. A lesson—that's all it's supposed to b…