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What a strange question to ask, and whether it is rhetorical or not, the look Rufus gives Reeve will tell him that is certainly not something he has done and is honestly tempted to ask if Reeve has.

The extra stimulation of the adjustment in speed will at least keep him from doing so, though he isn't silent as a small moan leaves him and he arches off the bed into Reeve's hand gently.

O there it was, a lovely moan. Reeve smiles.

"There it is. The lovely noise that I know you can make. You like it, right? The feeling of it all."

"Mmmhm." Rufus doesn't have to answer in words, nor does he have to say anything as he tries to squirm and get Reeve to touch him lower down than his stomach.

"Ah, but have you earned my hand, Rufus?" Reeve asked, his voice a low coo.

Under any other situation, he might be annoyed at that question, or at the very least make Reeve regret asking it. Yet as he is presently unable to do so, Rufus defaults to pouting softly in an attempt to get what he wants even as he knows that the gesture is useless and will probably only add to Reeve's amusement and the game they're playing.

It would very much amuse Reeve. He smiled at the reaction too.

"Speechless," he laughed, turning it up to high at last. "If you're good, you'll get a very good reward.

Reeve was certainly proving just how much he could take control when he wanted to and was given the permission to do so, and it was both amazing and frustrating to Rufus, though he wasn't sure if the frustration was more he'd fallen back into a control mode with the Remnants and was having a hard time giving it up or if the frustration lay in the fact he wanted much more than what he was getting.

Which meant it was time to do more than pout. So with some obvious struggle to keep from gasping or moaning, the ex-president manages a small smirk and an obvious challenge.

"Not speechless, just biding my time."

Biding his time? A likely story but he doubted it. Reeve smiled and lifted the dildo.

"Don't worry, I'll find the point of speechlessness. We have the time."

Rufus managed to keep that smirk in place even as Reeve seems to be preparing for something else, continuing to challenge and prod Reeve to continue and try to do what he could.

Nice smirk, nice focus. Reeve took the lube and poured some on the dildo.

"Spread your legs wider."

"Hmn." The sound was appaparently Rufus' way of saying yes without words, even as he lets the smirk drop and carefully does as told, spreading his legs for Reeve.

"Good boy," Reeve murmured, leaning in to kiss along his thighs before moving up to where the vibrator was. This he pulled free before positioning the dildo to push it in.

"You know why I like this model?" he asks, thoughtful and smiling at Rufus.

Rufus keeps himself as still as he can as Reeve kisses his thighs, though he can't help but squirm just slightly at the feeling while also moaning, shifting his hands as if he were going to try and insist on Reeve kissing somewhere else, though quite unable to do much to that effect given the situation.

Thankfully his attention is drawn by the removal of one object and the replacement of another, stopping his hands and earning another little groan before the blond responds to the question with a question of his own.

"Why?"

"Because of the material it's made out of," Reeve grinned, turning the vibrator up to high and pressing it against part of the dildo he hadn't pressed into Rufus yet.

"See, the material has wonderful give and transmits energy so damn well. Especially vibration."

While it's nowhere near as powerful as the vibrator alone, the dildo does begin to quiver with the energy. There's less transmitted all the way down to the tip, and a lot more a the base, which meant there was an unusual difference in how much it vibrated along it's length.

"It's fun."

The sensation generated by one toy being set against the other is an interesting one, in some ways almost ticklish, and Rufus is not entirely sure how he feels about it, though the continued squirming and hardening of his cock perhaps gives him a good clue. Probably gives Reeve one as well.

It certainly made him curious what feel it would give if more of that dildo was inside of him, or perhaps even both objects together, but the blond stays quiet as per their agreement, continuing slowly to relax into the feelings and allow himself to enjoy without the need to question or lead the situation along.

"What the world needs is a better vibrating dildo. But plastics and silicone molding aren't my specialty," Reeve continued, clearly enjoying talking while he worked. And working in this case meant slowly working the dildo inside of Rufus.

The topic of Reeve's speech was certainly an interesting one, if unimportant to the blond at the moment; which perhaps was why the older man chose it? Best not to risk asking or saying something that might actually earn a response. Or perhaps he was just saying whatever came to the top of his head?

Whatever the case was, Rufus was only half paying attention to the words, moaning a little as the dildo was pressed further inside and he could feel the wonderful vibrations even better.

Reeve smiled and finally leaned down to press his lips against Rufus's hip.

"Are you eager yet, for all you could have? Could you come untouched? Would that even be any fun?"

The kiss earns a small raising of Rufus' leg and a shift, as if it tickles somehow, even as he half hears the questions and wonders if those are to be answered or merely Reeve continuing the chatter as he brings the ex-president to whatever point he wants him to be at.

Decides to answer with another shift of his body, raising his hips up from the bed suggestively.

"Ah, you'd prefer to be touched," Reeve laughed, reading the movement of the hips as a request.

It was an effective one as well, as Reeve let his fingers brush over Rufus's cock.

Those fingers earn a small intake of breath, followed by a quiet moan and more of an arch in an indication Rufus would like more than just the brush of fingertips if Reeve will allow for it.

Good, that's a confirmation. And Reeve actually obliges for now. He lets hid fingers curl around Rufus's shaft and start to stroke.

"I could keep this going for hours, but it feels rude to do."

That hand curling around him and stroking feels amazing after the slight teasing of before and though he won't admit it, there may be a small part of Rufus that wouldn't entirely mind if Reeve continued to tease him more, to draw it out to an extent Rufus' only thoughts would be to finish.

Yet there's no real way to express this thought without speaking, except maybe...

Challenging blue eyes look at Reeve, daring him to go ahead and try to keep it going, to go ahead and let loose as much as he wants.

Reeve of course kept looking up at Rufus as he touched the man, and was amused to see the look he'd earned. How interesting. His hand slipped free and he tilted his head.

"And what, exactly, is that look for?"

"What do you think it's for?" Rufus smirks a bit, doubling down on the challenge by not giving a straight answer.

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I think I have been cross-trained on too much at work whee

Oh Dear.

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