[The kitchen tile is more unyielding than carpet, not that even the plush carpet of other rooms in the Jack suite would be much of an improvement on his knees. If he weren't so caught up in the impromptu moment, in the aesthetic of what he's doing, he might make a note for himself to grab a throw pillow and ease the way, but such are the spoiled, pampered thoughts for a future Rufus to worry about.
Right now, he ignores the press of floor on his kneecaps, rising up a little for a better angle as he gets Tseng's pants unfastened and tugs the zipper down with hungry efficiency. Naturally he's seen Tseng's cock enough that he's familiar with it by now, but it's something of a different experience to have his face brought this close, to where he can appreciate its girth and its flush and the way it twitches and pulses beneath his attentions. He runs his fingers over it, not meaning to tease so much as just to find a satisfactory place to hold it near its base, and then leans forward to lick at the tip the same way he'd licked at Tseng's zipper shortly before.
This, at least, he's not as unfamiliar with as some of the other activities they've gotten up to. He'll do a reasonable job of it, and it's not as though tonguing at Tseng's leaking head is unpleasant, which is a welcome realization.]
Mmm. Whenever you're ready, then.
[He tosses Tseng another of his coquettish looks, letting his bangs and his long lashes frame the deep blue of his eyes as he waits poised just an inch from Tseng's waiting cock.]
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[The kitchen tile is more unyielding than carpet, not that even the plush carpet of other rooms in the Jack suite would be much of an improvement on his knees. If he weren't so caught up in the impromptu moment, in the aesthetic of what he's doing, he might make a note for himself to grab a throw pillow and ease the way, but such are the spoiled, pampered thoughts for a future Rufus to worry about.
Right now, he ignores the press of floor on his kneecaps, rising up a little for a better angle as he gets Tseng's pants unfastened and tugs the zipper down with hungry efficiency. Naturally he's seen Tseng's cock enough that he's familiar with it by now, but it's something of a different experience to have his face brought this close, to where he can appreciate its girth and its flush and the way it twitches and pulses beneath his attentions. He runs his fingers over it, not meaning to tease so much as just to find a satisfactory place to hold it near its base, and then leans forward to lick at the tip the same way he'd licked at Tseng's zipper shortly before.
This, at least, he's not as unfamiliar with as some of the other activities they've gotten up to. He'll do a reasonable job of it, and it's not as though tonguing at Tseng's leaking head is unpleasant, which is a welcome realization.]
Mmm. Whenever you're ready, then.
[He tosses Tseng another of his coquettish looks, letting his bangs and his long lashes frame the deep blue of his eyes as he waits poised just an inch from Tseng's waiting cock.]