[ a mixed blessing: tseng would be proud of rufus' resourcefulness, but indeed would also be gentler, were it him with his fingers in rufus' ass instead. but he isn't there and he doesn't know, and he's also busy imagining how it would feel to hold rufus down on his belly and eat his ass, so suffice to say he's a little distracted.
not too distracted to read the text, though, and to understand that the incoherence means rufus is close, that he's being obedient the way tseng told him to. fuck, but the idea of rufus' obedience gets tseng so hard, makes his cock twitch and makes him have to let go of it for a moment to avoid spilling too soon. ]
Oh, you pretty little whore. [ shiva, tseng is so fucking thankful for spellcheck and autocorrect. ] You want me to fuck you on your father's desk? You want to make sure he knows you have another man you call daddy now?
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not too distracted to read the text, though, and to understand that the incoherence means rufus is close, that he's being obedient the way tseng told him to. fuck, but the idea of rufus' obedience gets tseng so hard, makes his cock twitch and makes him have to let go of it for a moment to avoid spilling too soon. ]
Oh, you pretty little whore. [ shiva, tseng is so fucking thankful for spellcheck and autocorrect. ] You want me to fuck you on your father's desk? You want to make sure he knows you have another man you call daddy now?