His breath catches as he watches Tseng wets his fingers and then reach down to grasp his cock. He leans down a little, thrusting his hips against Tseng's hand with each stroke. It had been difficult not to touch himself while he had Tseng's cock in his mouth so now he impatiently craved every touch.

"I've been wanting to try that for a while now." Literally years. He just never really had the chance since they were often separated after he became President and just when they finally could have more private moments together, Rufus got sick. It was almost too cruel.

But now nothing was stopping him from indulging himself in these things that they never got the chance to do before. "You weren't expecting that, were you?"