Rude expected to hear a variety of stipulations to his statement, but nothing followed, and he suspects that it has something to do with Rufus being distracted at the moment. His hands pull at the hips hovering over his face to get him right where he wants him to slip his tongue in again, further than he was able to before.

His fingers circle around Rufus' cock, curious to see at what point he might start to get hard again. In the meanwhile he makes himself at home as his tongue familiarizes itself with the insides of Rufus's walls.