[Rufus was sure that he must have presented quite the sight for Tseng laying there on the bed. He didn't hide any part of himself as Tsneg looked him over, smirking.
This was going to be a night to remember.
He tilted his chin up when Tseng brushed the hair from his face, his breath catching with anticipation. As impatient as he was he wasn't going to order Tseng to hurry to give him what he wanted. He was going to exert every bit of self-control he had to enjoy every moment, every bite Tseng left on his pale skin that made him gasp softly with pleasure.
He spread his legs when Tseng pulled them open, his hands clenching into fists.]
[ Rufus is a paradise of soft gasps and shuddering skin beneath him. This is every bit the way Tseng would have imagined it, and so he is in no particular hurry to move along. He's learning how much more pleasurable it is to bow his head between the president's legs and strike his teeth against a sensitive inner thigh, waiting as it in ambush for the shivers and sounds that echo through his pounding pulse. ]
Forgive me my cruelty, sir.
[ He says, but he doesn't sound sorry, and Rufus surely knows that he is not. He goes from suckling a daisy chain of kisses across his lover's hip, ones that will surely leave bruises to find in the rapidly approaching morning, to hovering over Rufus's cock with lips wet and shining. His tongue darts, leaving just enough wetness at the very flushed tip of it to run cold when he lets out a slow breath. ]
[Rufus let out a breathless laugh at Tseng's apology, knowing full well it was less an apology and more of a promise. Tseng had never been able to leave bruises or any other marks on him before- it had been too risky- but now he would be able to have reminders to admire afterward.
He quickly bit his lip out of sheer stubbornness to stifle a moan when Tseng's tongue found the tip of his cock but a shudder went through him that surely Tseng felt.]
Ah yes, I'm sure you are capable of great cruelty.
[It was a challenge for Tseng to keep going, Rufus would never come out and say it directly.]
[ It is a singular privilege, Tseng knows, to feel how fantastically responsive Rufus is. His languid ministrations almost get away from him, as engrossed as he is in the way every slip of his hand affects Rufus all over. Everyone else knows the president for his coldness, his detachment, but for Tseng it will always be this motion beneath his skin, how artfully affected he is by nails and teeth and sliding fingers. ]
You know what I am, sir.
[ His fingers close upon pure white thighs, grasping into flesh until he can feel the throbbing of Rufus's pulse. His tongue soars the length of Rufus's cock with an infuriatingly light drag, more breath than touch, until it's stiff against the silk-soft rubbing of his lips. He wants Rufus hyper-sensitive before his fingers curl beneath his balls and trace whorls over that hungry little hole, petting and pressing but never anything more than that. He is here for a show as much as for Rufus, after all, and no one ever performs quite like his president. ]
[He was incapable of replying as Tseng ran his tongue down his cock, his breath coming a little harder now. It didn't take him long to get completely hard against Tseng's lips, how tightly Tseng was holding his thighs where there would be deep bruises later.
This time there is no holding back a soft moan as Tseng ran a finger around his hole, teasing him. It took every bit of self-control to keep himself from shifting his hips down against Tseng's finger to demand more.
Instead, his demands were expressed in how he arched his back, nails digging into his palms. He didn't realize how much they had been missing out during those years of broom closet quickies.
He had been waiting in anticipation for this night for such a long time, he wanted to feel everything Tseng could give him now.]
[ That little moan is surely a start. It hits Tseng like a searing thread pulled straight through his gut, makes him realize how hard and aching he is through the confines of his clothes. He wants nothing more than to give Rufus exactly what he knows he wants, to just sink into him until they are inextricably bound.
But not yet.
The bottle that he retrieved from the nightstand is employed now, cracked open and whisked over his open palm. He rubs his fingers together until they're good and wet and warm. Kisses down and up Rufus's thighs again as he spreads that slickness over the fever-heat of Rufus's body. ]
You can finally let go.
[ No more biting down cries and smothering Rufus's mouth with his hands. This time, when he sinks into the tight clench of his lover's body until his knuckle is knocking against the rim of his flesh, he gets to hear how good it really feels. ]
[He can't hold it in now even if he wanted when Tseng touched him with warm, slick fingers. His voice was breathless and if Tseng listened close enough, a hint of neediness.
Every part of him was exposed, he wasn't going to hold anything back from Tseng tonight. All of Shinra could hear them tonight, it didn't matter
He let out a louder moan as he felt Tseng's finger sink inside of him. It wasn't enough to really fill him up, he couldn't stop himself from moving his hips slightly against Tseng's hand.]
[ Tseng pulls his finger back just to watch Rufus swallow it back up again. It's not enough for him, he knows that, just leaves Rufus hungering for more, but to let him whine and writhe is an exquisite experience. Maybe there will come a night where the day is not so long upon them, one that Tseng can dedicate to exactly this, to testing the true limits of Rufus's self-control. But for now, it's only a moment, a mean little smirk on his face cast over the lovely arc that Rufus makes of himself. Absolutely fucking beautiful.
He feeds another finger into the blazing heat between Rufus's shuddering thighs and moves them, apart and altogether. Rufus is so tight, tight enough that his fingers crush together when he tenses, but that's good. Almost too good, enough to leave him softly panting against Rufus's thigh as he laps gently at the marks he's imprinted on his flesh, his tongue dragging and winding. ]
I wish that you could see yourself. I've never seen anything so decadently debased.
[He welcomed the second finger inside of him with a low moan but it still wasn't everything he wanted. He was practically shaking with pleasure, unable to control himself. He had never given so much of himself before, it was intoxicating and every part of him felt so alive.
He could feel Tseng's breath on his skin as Tseng worked him open, his moans growing louder without restraint.
He leaned up a little so he could look at Tseng, his face flushed and his eyes bright. Tseng was the only one who could possess any part of him and Rufus was willing to hand it over to him. Out of everyone in the world, Rufus didn't trust anyone more than he trusted Tseng after everything they had been through.]
I have no doubt you're enjoying every moment. Knowing that you're the only one who can see me like this.
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Date: 2020-05-10 09:01 am (UTC)This was going to be a night to remember.
He tilted his chin up when Tseng brushed the hair from his face, his breath catching with anticipation. As impatient as he was he wasn't going to order Tseng to hurry to give him what he wanted. He was going to exert every bit of self-control he had to enjoy every moment, every bite Tseng left on his pale skin that made him gasp softly with pleasure.
He spread his legs when Tseng pulled them open, his hands clenching into fists.]
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Date: 2020-05-10 07:48 pm (UTC)Forgive me my cruelty, sir.
[ He says, but he doesn't sound sorry, and Rufus surely knows that he is not. He goes from suckling a daisy chain of kisses across his lover's hip, ones that will surely leave bruises to find in the rapidly approaching morning, to hovering over Rufus's cock with lips wet and shining. His tongue darts, leaving just enough wetness at the very flushed tip of it to run cold when he lets out a slow breath. ]
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Date: 2020-05-10 08:31 pm (UTC)He quickly bit his lip out of sheer stubbornness to stifle a moan when Tseng's tongue found the tip of his cock but a shudder went through him that surely Tseng felt.]
Ah yes, I'm sure you are capable of great cruelty.
[It was a challenge for Tseng to keep going, Rufus would never come out and say it directly.]
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Date: 2020-05-10 11:41 pm (UTC)You know what I am, sir.
[ His fingers close upon pure white thighs, grasping into flesh until he can feel the throbbing of Rufus's pulse. His tongue soars the length of Rufus's cock with an infuriatingly light drag, more breath than touch, until it's stiff against the silk-soft rubbing of his lips. He wants Rufus hyper-sensitive before his fingers curl beneath his balls and trace whorls over that hungry little hole, petting and pressing but never anything more than that. He is here for a show as much as for Rufus, after all, and no one ever performs quite like his president. ]
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Date: 2020-05-11 12:40 am (UTC)This time there is no holding back a soft moan as Tseng ran a finger around his hole, teasing him. It took every bit of self-control to keep himself from shifting his hips down against Tseng's finger to demand more.
Instead, his demands were expressed in how he arched his back, nails digging into his palms. He didn't realize how much they had been missing out during those years of broom closet quickies.
He had been waiting in anticipation for this night for such a long time, he wanted to feel everything Tseng could give him now.]
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Date: 2020-05-11 01:47 am (UTC)But not yet.
The bottle that he retrieved from the nightstand is employed now, cracked open and whisked over his open palm. He rubs his fingers together until they're good and wet and warm. Kisses down and up Rufus's thighs again as he spreads that slickness over the fever-heat of Rufus's body. ]
You can finally let go.
[ No more biting down cries and smothering Rufus's mouth with his hands. This time, when he sinks into the tight clench of his lover's body until his knuckle is knocking against the rim of his flesh, he gets to hear how good it really feels. ]
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Date: 2020-05-11 02:20 am (UTC)[He can't hold it in now even if he wanted when Tseng touched him with warm, slick fingers. His voice was breathless and if Tseng listened close enough, a hint of neediness.
Every part of him was exposed, he wasn't going to hold anything back from Tseng tonight. All of Shinra could hear them tonight, it didn't matter
He let out a louder moan as he felt Tseng's finger sink inside of him. It wasn't enough to really fill him up, he couldn't stop himself from moving his hips slightly against Tseng's hand.]
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Date: 2020-05-11 04:30 am (UTC)[ Tseng pulls his finger back just to watch Rufus swallow it back up again. It's not enough for him, he knows that, just leaves Rufus hungering for more, but to let him whine and writhe is an exquisite experience. Maybe there will come a night where the day is not so long upon them, one that Tseng can dedicate to exactly this, to testing the true limits of Rufus's self-control. But for now, it's only a moment, a mean little smirk on his face cast over the lovely arc that Rufus makes of himself. Absolutely fucking beautiful.
He feeds another finger into the blazing heat between Rufus's shuddering thighs and moves them, apart and altogether. Rufus is so tight, tight enough that his fingers crush together when he tenses, but that's good. Almost too good, enough to leave him softly panting against Rufus's thigh as he laps gently at the marks he's imprinted on his flesh, his tongue dragging and winding. ]
I wish that you could see yourself. I've never seen anything so decadently debased.
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Date: 2020-05-11 05:00 am (UTC)He could feel Tseng's breath on his skin as Tseng worked him open, his moans growing louder without restraint.
He leaned up a little so he could look at Tseng, his face flushed and his eyes bright. Tseng was the only one who could possess any part of him and Rufus was willing to hand it over to him. Out of everyone in the world, Rufus didn't trust anyone more than he trusted Tseng after everything they had been through.]
I have no doubt you're enjoying every moment. Knowing that you're the only one who can see me like this.