[ tseng must be losing his mind. he reads the text, and reads it again; he stands up and walks a lap around the living room, then pauses by the window, which shows a shockingly convincing rendition of cosmo canyon, and reads it again. is he imagining this? is there a world in which rufus asks tseng to—to— ]
Maybe a third of the way.
[ fuck. ]
All right. Yes.
[ fuck. ]
I will. Not because you asked me to. And not immediately. But soon, when the opportunity presents itself.
[ and then tseng goes to take a shower, during which he jerks off desperately and tries not to be ashamed, after, of what he imagines. ]
no subject
Maybe a third of the way.
[ fuck. ]
All right. Yes.
[ fuck. ]
I will. Not because you asked me to. And not immediately. But soon, when the opportunity presents itself.
[ and then tseng goes to take a shower, during which he jerks off desperately and tries not to be ashamed, after, of what he imagines. ]