Rude reaches out immediately to squeeze at the necklace of bruises around Tseng's throat, pulling him down like he might decide to kiss him, except the only thing that kisses the man is a fist to his face. He doesn't care, the black eye will go away eventually.
He's so fucking close and the pressure of Tseng's stomach against his cock is suddenly so much more stimulation than he was getting before that he's rocking up into it and in the same movements unintentionally allowing for Tseng to slam into harder. "Let me cum." He demands, biting at his superior's hand right in the meaty part between thumb and index finger, tasting blood in his mouth that isn't his own.
His ribs, lungs, ass, and cheek were on fire and he's so close he thinks he might die.
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Rude reaches out immediately to squeeze at the necklace of bruises around Tseng's throat, pulling him down like he might decide to kiss him, except the only thing that kisses the man is a fist to his face. He doesn't care, the black eye will go away eventually.
He's so fucking close and the pressure of Tseng's stomach against his cock is suddenly so much more stimulation than he was getting before that he's rocking up into it and in the same movements unintentionally allowing for Tseng to slam into harder. "Let me cum." He demands, biting at his superior's hand right in the meaty part between thumb and index finger, tasting blood in his mouth that isn't his own.
His ribs, lungs, ass, and cheek were on fire and he's so close he thinks he might die.