clockmaster | [Rufus-Day Party DDD event style]

No, no, nothing's wrong. [Tseng offers him a faint smile, then slips onto his knees and moves forward between Reno's legs. He wraps his fingers around Reno's cock again and bends to take it into his mouth]

Oh shi...[arches back against the chair, head lulling against the back of his seat as Tseng takes him into his mouth. He wants to return the favor, but is paralyzed with the pleasure]...aw...fuck...good...so good...Tseng...

[The insistant curling and uncurling of his fingers was the only warning Reno could give before coming]...Ts..eng...

[Tseng reflects wryly that he hopes Rufus doesn't walk in here to see Tseng on his knees on the floor, blowing Reno when he's supposed to be watching the monitors.]

[Then he's swallowing Reno's come and all thoughts of such things are flying out of his head. He swallows every drop and then lifts his head, tucking Reno gravely back into his pants]

Better?

[Reno's not really thinking at all right now, just Tseng, his hot and mosit mouth and his own orgasm.]

[It takes him a while to climb down, his breathing less rapid, calm settling over his face before he's able to answer]

Mmmm...yeah...but not completely [reaches out and runs his finger along Tseng's still rigid flesh] I won't be content until this has been satisfied.

[While Reno calms down, Tseng gets to his feet and resumes his seat, though he doesn't tuck himself away. He shudders as Reno touches him, and wheels his chair a few inches closer.]

Well, I should hope not.

[Watches Tseng through half-lidded eyes and idly begins unbuttoning his own shirt planning something impishly Reno-like.]

[Wraps his hand around Tseng's cock once again and continues stroking, watching for the all important signs of release.]

[Tseng has no idea what's going on, but he leans back in the chair and closes his eyes, shuddering softly as the sensations move through him. He's very aroused already, adn the blow job did nothing to change that, so very soon he's jerking and spasming, on the very edge of release]

[Shrugs his shirt and jacket off the edges of his shoulders to the bend of his arms before dropping to his knees in front of Tseng as his fellow Turk prepared to release. He made sure the jet of semen would shower his face and chest and he didn't have to worry about his wound since his stiches were in his back.]

[Tseng manages to swallow a loud cry as he orgasms, unable to stop himself. He opens his eyes and stares befuddled at Reno for a moment, covered in Tseng's moneyshot]

You...why did you do that? [Gasping] I didn't...intend to make a mess.

Yeah...but I like messy [wipes a bit of cum from his chest with his thumb and licks it off] besides, skin is the easiest surface to clean and there are like a billion rooms in this place...and watching you shoot your load from this angle was awesome!

[Grins] Need anymore reasons?

[Tseng is blushing despite himself, and he shakes his head, a bit overwhelmed]

You're...incorrigible. [Smiling]

Yeah, I know...there's nothin' for it though [stands up licking his lips and shrugging out of his shirt and jacket completely using his clothes to clean himself off] I'll go throw this in the laundry real quick...s'down the hall...

[But first he drains his glass and then tips the empty glass in Tseng's direction] Great party, huh Tseng?

[He resists the urge to facepalm and picks up his own glass, draining half of it instead]

I have no complaints.

[Turns his back and leaves exposing the nicely healing wound as he makes his way to the laundry room only to return several minutes later all cleaned up and donning a fuzzy bath robe]

That didn't take too long, miss me?

[Looks back over at the screen] So, what's the score...did I miss anything?

[Tseng is absorbed in work again by the time Reno comes back, the only sign of their activities a bit of sweat sticking wisps of his dark hair to his forehead]

It's been amazingly quiet, actually.

[He's watching Zack talk to Kasumi, and Rufus holed up in a bedroom alone, then flicks the monitors to other locations, looking for trouble]

[He glances up and gestures to Reno to join him, leaving it open whether he wants to sit on his lap again or take the chair next to him.]

[The chair or Tseng's lap, it's really no contest and he picks Tseng's lap.]

[Drops his head back to rest against Tseng's shoulder and looks up at the other Turk's face.] All in all not a bad birthday. I gave Rufus some over-the-hill gag stuff he'll probably throw away. I had to gimp my way outta the room really fast...you didn't see that did ya?

[He drapes his arms around Reno comfortably]

I may have missed it. [There's a smirk on his face, though. Then he sobers] I haven't given Rufus his present yet.

Ah that's good, it wasn't my proudest moment...but the look on Rufus's face was priceless [gives Tseng's neck a nudge with his nose] Might be a good idea to wait.

[He nods, turning his head to press a soft kiss to Reno's cheek. This is so...strangely companionable and nice] I think I'll give it to him after the party.

[He's not really thinking about it, but something in the back of his mind is aware of the warmth of the current situation and in a way that's not entirely sexual]

[Props his feet up on the table and slumps a bit looking satisfactorily sleepy] Heh, he might not be as trigger happy then.

[Chuckles softly, content to keep Reno from slipping off his lap if the other man wants to sleep. He can see the monitors from here, after all]

Hopefully he'll be in a better mood, yes.

Probably better than the mood my presents left him in hah [closes his eyes and rests his hands on Tseng's thighs] I hope so anyway...he threatened to give me a paper cut.

[Soft chuckle] Possibly an injury worse than the one you already have.

[Nuzzle, his eyes slipping closed for a moment before he returns his attention to the monitors and goes on in a more businesslike tone] Do you need to go back to the hospital after this?

If it's Rufus he'd dissect me...that would hurt like hell too [chuckles too]

Hmm...hn? [His own eyes shudder open at Tseng's question]Yeah, I guess, the hover nurse is probably turnin' the place upside down by now. 'm just so damn tired of doin' nothin' but laying on my stomach all day while she inspects a little cut on my back...feel like a bug under a microscope yanno?

[Tseng chuckles softly, then leans back casually, not looking at Reno] Yeah, I'm sure you're right. Well, another time, then.

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