[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: 2020-05-11 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.