The sharp points of Tseng's teeth against the head of his cock makes him shudder but he makes a noise of protest when Tseng forces him to get go of his hair. There is only one with power here and it's certainly not Rufus who is spread out in front of Tseng at his mercy.

But that makes him no less defiant. He grabs the back of Tseng's neck to try to push him down impatiently. He knows he's not going to be able to get away with it, that Tseng will punish him for this. "I am asking very nicely, Tseng. I want your mouth, please."

He had spent the last two years being treated too carefully, even if it was necessary. If they could d anything at all given Rufus's physical state. Now he wanted to make up for that lost time and then some while he was able to. He was going to push Tseng as far as Tseng would allow him.