Rufus gasps when Tseng slaps his ass and when Tseng's fingers enter him again, he thrusts his hips against them, seeking out some relief. It's not enough, it's not quite what he needs and he nods without hesitation. As if there was any doubt that Rufus would agree to the terms

"I find the terms acceptable. We have a deal. Now fuck me already." They may have time to themselves but Tseng knew just how to get him to linger on that edge without giving him just want he needed. He finally has to give in and reach down between them to stroke his cock with a soft moan.