At a certain point Rude becomes overloaded on pain, and he can't feel anything anymore. Just the pressure of being fucked open and the rapid beating of his heart. He feels like he's outside of his body and everything going on was happening to it and not him. It's almost too much, yet exactly what he needs.

When Tseng's bare hand strikes his face, he's brought back into his body from the force sending his head reeling to the opposite side. At which point Rude finally groans, his head tilting back as he stares at Tseng like he wants to put his fist through his face, but he doesn't. He opens his mouth to let fingers inside him with about as much ease as he takes Tseng's cock (very little), but that was part of the fun. Without gloves to protect his digits, Rude could bite one of them off at any moment if he decides to, or break them if he had more leverage.

His body is sturdy but still moves against the floor with the force of Tseng driving into him until he has to put his hand against the leg of a table to avoid his head or shoulder hitting it.