Stopping would have gotten a petulant pout, and perhaps a complaint. There are many things that bother Rufus, and he can deal with some pity and kindness, but he's not weak enough to unravel st a little touch; at least not unravel in a bad way, with this man.

The nips and the stroking earn a low moan, the blond again tipping his head back invitingly, hands moving from Reeve's neck back down to his chest. Even the teasing earns a small moan, Rufus using his nails again; by now Reeve probably could tell that this is an indication of pleasure from the young former president.