Rude pushes through the tightness, groaning as he does. He doesn't understand how it's possible for Rufus to feel this good around him but to not give any real indication that it was the least bit painful. The man just took what he was given and demanded more. This was probably the only time he'd seen any indication that Rufus was greedy for anything.

He grabs both his hands, holding them together behind his back with one hand, his other one pressing Rufus' face into the mattress as he fucks him harder, not allowing him to touch himself. Rude just keeps driving himself into that spot, curious to see if the blond would come without being touched.