[ the trill on its own would be enough to make tseng stumble, were he standing upright, but the words—ramuh, rufus is going to be the death of him. tseng's hands fumble slightly as he tugs the zip of rufus' pants down and opens the fly, grateful suddenly that rufus' penchant for flowy fabrics and loose-fitting trousers makes it easy for tseng to work his hand inside. ]
Rufus. [ the hand at the back of rufus' neck tightens, instinctive in response to the powerful wash of desire that rufus' words send through him. tseng wants to knot him, wants it with the depth of a biological imperative. he wants it so bad he can taste it, but the last shred of his human consciousness knows that it'll be minutes, only, before they land, and if he knots rufus it won't be mere minutes before they're through.
so he swallows hard, despite the low growl building in the back of his throat, the one that gives away exactly how affected he is. takes a slow breath and pushes his hand into rufus' underwear, past his cock between his thighs. ]
You'll have my knot. [ there's so much promise in the words that rufus doesn't need his alpha intonation to believe it, but the intonation is there, regardless. ] Once I get you home, you'll have everything you want.
[ once i get you home being the operative, here. and for now, tseng can give him something else: the slide of a gentle touch along the thin sensitive skin behind his balls, up to his hole, where his slick is making a mess of him for tseng to run his fingertips through.
despite tseng's best efforts to be careful, there's some barely-restrained urgency to his movements as he slips his middle finger into the slick, wet heat of rufus' body. he feels the muscle clench around it and his entire body throbs in answer, a flash of white heat through every single one of his nerve endings. ]
Fuck. [ tseng begins to move his finger. the sound of the helicopter is just barely too loud for tseng to hear the noises his finger makes, but he can imagine.
he presses his mouth to rufus' throat and murmurs something quietly enough that rufus will be able to feel the words vibrate, but not hear them spoken aloud, then curls his finger against the smooth shape of rufus' prostate and rubs against it purposefully. ]
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Rufus. [ the hand at the back of rufus' neck tightens, instinctive in response to the powerful wash of desire that rufus' words send through him. tseng wants to knot him, wants it with the depth of a biological imperative. he wants it so bad he can taste it, but the last shred of his human consciousness knows that it'll be minutes, only, before they land, and if he knots rufus it won't be mere minutes before they're through.
so he swallows hard, despite the low growl building in the back of his throat, the one that gives away exactly how affected he is. takes a slow breath and pushes his hand into rufus' underwear, past his cock between his thighs. ]
You'll have my knot. [ there's so much promise in the words that rufus doesn't need his alpha intonation to believe it, but the intonation is there, regardless. ] Once I get you home, you'll have everything you want.
[ once i get you home being the operative, here. and for now, tseng can give him something else: the slide of a gentle touch along the thin sensitive skin behind his balls, up to his hole, where his slick is making a mess of him for tseng to run his fingertips through.
despite tseng's best efforts to be careful, there's some barely-restrained urgency to his movements as he slips his middle finger into the slick, wet heat of rufus' body. he feels the muscle clench around it and his entire body throbs in answer, a flash of white heat through every single one of his nerve endings. ]
Fuck. [ tseng begins to move his finger. the sound of the helicopter is just barely too loud for tseng to hear the noises his finger makes, but he can imagine.
he presses his mouth to rufus' throat and murmurs something quietly enough that rufus will be able to feel the words vibrate, but not hear them spoken aloud, then curls his finger against the smooth shape of rufus' prostate and rubs against it purposefully. ]