[Rude wouldn't have cared overly much if Reno had moved his hips, he had a hand upon them so could easily apply a little pressure to keep Reno still should he need to. But when had he ever held his partner back? That wasn't his style at all.
Though what he was doing now was something very different from what either of them were used to. At least with each other. So Rude was going to enjoy this to the best of his abilities, because he truly didn't expect this to go past this one night. A one off. A moment of weakness. That stupid drink was responsible for all of this, he was sure. But at the same time he almost wanted to go back and thank that bar for giving him the freedom to do this. Back home this would have been impossible. They were partners and he knew Reno had never looked at him in any way other than that. What had changed for them was this strange world and the freedoms it offered.
And the pleasures.
Rude had only a small handful of blowjobs under his belt, but he had one thing going for him. His tongue game was on point. He used it mercilessly. He'd never tried, but he'd always wondered if he could tie a knot in a cherry stem like he'd seen a few ladies do. Maybe even two knots. It was an errant thought Rude pushed away in favour of continuing to lavish attention to his partners cock. The head got the brunt of it, though when he slid down, he managed to take enough of Reno into his mouth he was able to stretch out his tongue and wash it across his balls. Turns out Rude had a long, and very talented tongue.]
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Though what he was doing now was something very different from what either of them were used to. At least with each other. So Rude was going to enjoy this to the best of his abilities, because he truly didn't expect this to go past this one night. A one off. A moment of weakness. That stupid drink was responsible for all of this, he was sure. But at the same time he almost wanted to go back and thank that bar for giving him the freedom to do this. Back home this would have been impossible. They were partners and he knew Reno had never looked at him in any way other than that. What had changed for them was this strange world and the freedoms it offered.
And the pleasures.
Rude had only a small handful of blowjobs under his belt, but he had one thing going for him. His tongue game was on point. He used it mercilessly. He'd never tried, but he'd always wondered if he could tie a knot in a cherry stem like he'd seen a few ladies do. Maybe even two knots. It was an errant thought Rude pushed away in favour of continuing to lavish attention to his partners cock. The head got the brunt of it, though when he slid down, he managed to take enough of Reno into his mouth he was able to stretch out his tongue and wash it across his balls. Turns out Rude had a long, and very talented tongue.]