He laughs breathlessly at the comment but there is more left unsaid in his eyes. He's as much as Tseng's as Tseng is his. That much as always been true since the first day Rufus had set eyes on Tseng.

Rufus is aching for release when Tseng suddenly stops stroking his cock, feeling himself right at the very edge about to release. He wasn't worried about anyone walking in on them down here so he doesn't hold back his moans and gasps.

He parts his lips for Tseng, trying to move his hips against Tseng's hand once more. Any thoughts of his own duties later in the afternoon were long forgotten now that he was in Tseng's arms once more. "Aren't you going to properly show your appreciation?"