[ sweet shiva. when tseng's phone buzzes several times in a row, he's expecting a fair bit of text, but he's not expecting something like—like this, an honest and explicit recounting of a very specific fantasy. serves tseng right, honestly, for asking a man like rufus to be exact.
the physical response is immediate: blood rushes to his cock so quickly it leaves him a little dizzy. quietly, into the otherwise still air of his suite, tseng whispers an emphatic fuck. ]
Mmm. The trouble is, Rufus, you make me greedy. Are you expecting that I might tell you it's just one of those things? Gorgeous, or little, or slutty?
What if I were to tell you I like all three of those things about you?
I want you to prepare yourself for me and sit on my cock so I can see that expression you make when you're stretched just right and perfectly full. I want you to touch yourself while I play with your chest, to get yourself close but never quite there. I can picture it, your cheeks flushed and eyes glassy. I want to tease you until you call me daddy and beg me to fuck you.
[ a picture message, then: tseng's very first dick pic, having pulled his hard length free of his slacks, his hand splayed at the base so rufus can see the full length of him, achingly hard and slick with precum at the tip. ]
Gorgeous little slut. I want you to touch yourself for me right now, baby. I don't care how, but I want you to tell me everything you're doing.
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the physical response is immediate: blood rushes to his cock so quickly it leaves him a little dizzy. quietly, into the otherwise still air of his suite, tseng whispers an emphatic fuck. ]
Mmm. The trouble is, Rufus, you make me greedy. Are you expecting that I might tell you it's just one of those things? Gorgeous, or little, or slutty?
What if I were to tell you I like all three of those things about you?
I want you to prepare yourself for me and sit on my cock so I can see that expression you make when you're stretched just right and perfectly full. I want you to touch yourself while I play with your chest, to get yourself close but never quite there. I can picture it, your cheeks flushed and eyes glassy. I want to tease you until you call me daddy and beg me to fuck you.
[ a picture message, then: tseng's very first dick pic, having pulled his hard length free of his slacks, his hand splayed at the base so rufus can see the full length of him, achingly hard and slick with precum at the tip. ]
Gorgeous little slut. I want you to touch yourself for me right now, baby. I don't care how, but I want you to tell me everything you're doing.