Is that your professional assessment? It's spot-on as always.
[He takes another drink of his coffee — one he knows will be his last for a while — and then comes around the counter properly, situating himself between Tseng's spread knees and resting his hands lightly on the tops of his thighs.
After a moment, he tilts his head and looks Tseng in the eyes, betraying just a hint of a look that suggests he's not quite as confident as he's pretending, even as he goes forward with his desires anyway.]
Praise.
[And he watches, carefully, before starting to sink down slowly to his knees, right there on the kitchen tile.]
If Tseng stops talking, Rufus stops sucking. At least, until he starts again. Mm?
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[He takes another drink of his coffee — one he knows will be his last for a while — and then comes around the counter properly, situating himself between Tseng's spread knees and resting his hands lightly on the tops of his thighs.
After a moment, he tilts his head and looks Tseng in the eyes, betraying just a hint of a look that suggests he's not quite as confident as he's pretending, even as he goes forward with his desires anyway.]
Praise.
[And he watches, carefully, before starting to sink down slowly to his knees, right there on the kitchen tile.]
If Tseng stops talking, Rufus stops sucking. At least, until he starts again. Mm?