When Rufus catches one of his hands to place on his hip, the other follows suit right away, his fingers digging into soft skin firmly for the second push of his hips. He doesn't take his time or give the blond any amount of time to adjust.

Rude feels like he knows his way around Rufus' body by heart now even though they've done this only a few times in other positions, yet he knows just where to find that spot that makes Rufus clench even tighter than the fit usually is.

One hand moves from his waist to feel over his lower abdomen every time he pushes into him, curious if he could feel himself pushing things out to make space for his cock.