Tues, December 16, late morning
Who:Rufus Scrimgeour & Michael Dios
When:Tuesday, December 16, late morning (10amish)
Where:Rufus' office / Rufus' townhouse
What: After his cancelled training with William, Michael comes to see Rufus. They commiserate about their rough days. Michael voices his doubts about the registration act, Rufus calms them and they go to Rufus' for some stress relief
*Michael*
Sitting in Rufus' office, he played with the hilt of his dagger, trying not to think too much about what had gone on that morning. But he couldn't help it... He hated it when Sirius would say stuff like this that would make him start overthink what they were doing. Overthinking stuff in this field could get you killed...
*Rufus*
He came in and dumped a pile of papers on his desk.
"Oh, hi Michael. How are you doing?" he asked tiredly.
*Michael*
Looking up, he couldn't help the warm smile that spread across his lips at Rufus coming in.
"Alessandra said you were meeting with someone but that it was alright to wait in here for ya," he said before shrugging. "Alright. Got a lot on my mind... Are ya alright?"
*Rufus*
"It's just been a rough day. Kidnappings, dead students, one of the heirs," he said, sinking into his chair.
"How are you doing?" he asked.
*Michael*
He frowned as he looked worriedly at Rufus.
"Mallory canceled his session today. Or rather, Sirius canceled it for him. These kidnappings, dead students, and one of the heirs wouldn't have to do with the whole rescue mission that went on in the Department of Magic, would it?"
*Rufus*
"Yes, rumours going around already?" he asked curiously.
*Michael*
He shook his head.
"Sirius told me. It's the reason why Mallory couldn't make it. He supposedly got shot during their whole thing and is resting. I thought he was shitting me 'bout the whole thing."
*Rufus*
"I heard he was involved. We're trying to interview everyone about what happened. Can you do McDouglass and Mallory?" he asked, running a hand over his forehead.
*Michael*
His eyes went wide as he stared at Rufus in disbelief.
"Ya want me to go and interview people? Isn't that more of something you'd have your full time people do?"
*Rufus*
"I need people I know I can trust. Do you think you can do it? We're tyring to keep what happened very quiet," he explained.
*Michael*
Swallowing hard, he nodded, his heart warming a bit at the idea of Rufus trusting him enough to do this.
"Yeah, yeah. I can do it... What information do you want to know?"
*Rufus*
"Everything that happened, how they got there, everything they saw. Basically, everything," he said.
*Michael*
He nodded before biting his lip slightly.
"What should I do if they don't talk?"
*Rufus*
"Bring them to the Ministry," he said firmly.
*Michael*
He nodded as he took a deep steadying breath.
"Yes sir. Do I need to have something take down the interview?"
*Rufus*
"Yes, see Alessandra. She'll set you up with the stuff," he said.
*Michael*
He nodded again before fidgeting a bit in his seat.
"Would ya like me to get started on that now?" he asked softly.
*Rufus*
He chuckled.
"I think it can wait till the afternoon at least. "
He patted his lap.
"Why don't you lock the door and come here?"
*Michael*
Grinning widely, he pulled out his wand and cast a locking charm on the door as he got up and walked over to where Rufus sat. Blushing slightly at the silly feeling of sitting on the other man's lap, he looked worriedly at Rufus.
"This whole rescue mission of theirs isn't going to be trouble for you, is it?"
*Rufus*
"Hopefully not. I mean, it's good to have the student back here, but any way we spin this is complicated," he explained, running his fingers through Michael's hair.
*Michael*
Murmuring softly, he closed his eyes as he leaned his head into Rufus' fingers, enjoying the reassuring contact.
"Sirius said that they were doing experiments on Sven and Su..." he said softly before snorting. "That it was just as bad as what we were dong with the registration act."
*Rufus*
"Don't tell me you're going to believe Black? He's biased because of who he's sleeping with. The registration act is for safety of all the people of Britain," he explained.
*Michael*
He shook his head.
"I'm don't believe him. I told him it wasn't like what he thought... He didn't believe me though because of the bias. Kept trying to put words into my mouth too."
*Rufus*
He sighed.
"I'm sorry you had to deal with that," he said, threading his fingers through Michael's hair.
*Michael*
He sighed contently as he ran his hand over Rufus' chest.
"He wouldn't believe me that good may come from it. All he could see was the forced registration."
*Rufus*
"He's blindsighted, Michael," he explained, bringing Michael's hand to his lips and kissing it.
*Michael*
He smiled warmly as he brushed his fingers against Rufus' cheek.
"Once he sees what we can do afterwards, he'll come to his senses..." he murmured softly before brushing his lips against Rufus'.
*Rufus*
"Mmm.." he murmured, nipping at Michael's lower lip with his teeth.
"I'm sure he will.."
*Michael*
Settling more comfortably on Rufus' lap, he smirked even as his cheeks flushed.
"Well... Thanks to all this training got cancelled, so... I got some free time if ya can be spared..." he murmured softly as he kept moving his hands over Rufus' chest.
*Rufus*
He growled softly.
"I think I can certainly manage a break.."
*Michael*
Shivering at the growl, he tilted his head to the side submissively.
"So... here or home?"
*Rufus*
"Home. So there's no chance of anyone interrupting. But can only be a half hour or so. Then I'll need to go back to work," he grumbled, licking at Michael's neck.
*Michael*
Murmuring contently, he shifted on Rufus' lap before he breathed out a sigh and nodded.
"I'll make sure it's worth your while... Get ya nice and relaxed do ya don't go off on someone."
*Rufus*
"What if I want to go off on you?" he asked, nipping at Michael's neck.
*Michael*
Hissing out a breath, he smirked as he rolled his hips against Rufus'.
"I wouldn't mind that at all. Ya can go off on me any time ya want."
*Rufus*
He groaned.
"Alright. Let's get home then," he said, running his hand over Michael's back.
*Michael*
Arching into Rufus' hand, he grinned like the cat that ate the canary as he rolled his hips in a slow, rocking motion before sliding off and walking backwards towards the fireplace.
"Should I get myself ready?" he purred as he tugged up his shirt teasingly.
*Rufus*
He groaned.
"I always enjoy that," he said, getting to his feet and limping towards his fireplace.
*Michael*
Pulling off his shirt, he leaned against the fireplace, unable to help the sad look at Rufus' limp.
"Any particular way ya want me?"
*Rufus*
He smirked.
"Naked and wanting," he said, wrapping an arm around Michael and kissing him soundly.
*Michael*
Running a hand down to grip at Rufus' ass, he moaned into the kiss as he arched his body up against Rufus.
"Mmm... wanting isn't very hard at all," he murmured huskily against Rufus' lips before chuckling. "We gonna have to floo together again?"
*Rufus*
"If you want to," he said, pulling Michael's body even closer as he groaned before tossing the floo powder in to the fireplace and guiding both of them into it.
*Michael*
Wrapping his arms tighter around Rufus, he hooked his leg around Rufus' good leg in the dual purpose to pull him closer and also so they wouldn't get seperated in the floo. Saying the address of Rufus' place loudly, he pressed his lips tightly against Rufus' and bucked his hips against the other man's.
*Rufus*
They tumbled out of the fireplace and he stumbled slightly, arms wrapped tightly around Michael.
"Mmmm.. just need to work on the landing. "
*Michael*
He laughed as he tossed his shirt off to the side.
"Just have to practice more," he mumbled huskily before smirking. "Guest room or upstairs?"
*Rufus*
"Guest room," he said simply, hooking his fingers into the waistband of Michael's pants.
*Michael*
Unwrapping his arms from Rufus, he pulled back against Rufus' fingers teasingly as he quirked an eyebrow.
"Do I need to go upstairs and get anything for ya?"
*Rufus*
He chuckled.
"Nah, I think we'll be fine.."
He smirked.
"Got everything I need right here. "
*Michael*
Taking a step back from Rufus towards the guest room, he smirked as he moved his hands down to undo his pants.
"More than ya want according to your orders," he teased.
*Rufus*
"Mmmm... that's true. But I can see you're working to rectify the situation," he said, working on his own shirt with one hand.
*Michael*
Slipping his pants down, he crouched to take his shoes off and slip his pants the rest of the way off. Standing back up, he rubbed at the front of his boxer-briefs before gently pushing Rufus' hand away.
"Let me," he murmured happily as he slowly undid Rufus' pants, brushing his lips against Rufus' neck and chest.
*Rufus*
"I'll let you do just about anything to me," he groaned, leaning agianst the wall for support.
*Michael*
He blinked a bit in surprise as he looked questioningly at Rufus.
"Really?" he asked curiously, not used to the other man being so submissive.
*Rufus*
"Well, I must say I really enjoy the feel of your ass around my cock, but you're my protege, Michael, you're smart and loving and sexy.." he purred.
*Michael*
He blushed bright red as he looked shyly down at Rufus' chest and shivered.
"Ya always make me sound so wonderful..." he mumbled softly before looking curiously at Rufus. "So... Do ya want me to... well..."
*Rufus*
He chuckled.
"My my, such a pretty face when you blush," he said, tilting Michael's face up and kissing him soundly before pulling back.
"Mmm.. bed first. "
*Michael*
He blushed more, wanting to duck his head, but Rufus' hand preventing him from doing so. Murmuring into the kiss, he smiled warmly as he stepped back and looked at Rufus a bit worriedly.
"Do ya need any help getting to the guest room?"
*Rufus*
"I think I can manage walking," he said, sliding his hand down to slap Michael lightly on the ass.
"I'm not that old."
*Michael*
Sucking in a breath, he let out a soft whimper at the ass slap.
"Didn't want ya to stress yourself for no reason," he murmured softly before heading into the guest room and slipping off his boxer briefs before lounging on the bed. "This live up to your expectations?"
*Rufus*
He smiled and murmured appreciatively.
"Very nice," he said as he lay down next to Michael on the bed.
"Did you mention something about a blowjob before?" he purred, tangling his hand in Michael's hair.
*Michael*
Hissing in a breath, he tilted his head back and bared his neck with a shiver. His hands going to undo Rufus' pants, he smirked happily.
"Mmmm... I can do that..." he murmured huskily as he slipped his hand into Rufus' pants and wrapped his fingers around his cock.
*Rufus*
"Mmmm... good boy," he acknowledged, petting his head.
"Can you get my pants off first?"
*Michael*
Purring happily at the pets, he slowly and appreciatively stroked Rufus before he nodded. Getting onto his hands and knees, he nuzzled his way down Rufus' body before slowly and carefully pulling his pants, socks, and shoes off. Brushing his lips against Rufus' leg, he rubbed his hands in circles, massaging the stiff injured muscles.
"Mmmm... Like this?"
*Rufus*
He moaned softly.
"Oh, yes.. that's nice, Michael..." he groaned softly.
*Michael*
Moving up Rufus' leg, he set to massaging his thigh tenderly.
"Tell me if it's too hard..." he murmured softly before he placed a long lick along Rufus' cock.
Nuzzling and licking at his shaft, he ran his hands along Rufus' thigh in the same motion of a hand job as he finally managed to get his mouth around the tip of Rufus' cock. Moaning wantonly, he sucked hard at Rufus' cock, slowly moving farther down the shaft as he writhed his tongue around his skin.
*Rufus*
He groaned.
"Oh fuck. No, that's nice, very nice.." he said. "It's more sore than usual, but that could be that I haven't slept..."
*Michael*
Looking up Rufus' body at him, he frowned slightly around Rufus' cock as he sucked harder and worked at a knot. Slowly slipping his mouth off Rufus with a pop, he looked worriedly at Rufus.
"Do ya need to nap?" he asked before going back to nuzzling and sucking at the side of Rufus' cock hungrily.
*Rufus*
"No point in napping when I've got you here, boy," he groaned softly.
"Did I tell you to stop?"
*Michael*
Shivering slightly, he shook his head, rubbing his cheek against Rufus' cock.
"No sir," he murmured huskily before he moved his head to suck Rufus into his mouth again, purring deep in his throat as he put more weight into his massage of Rufus' leg.
*Rufus*
He groaned, arching into Michael's mouth as his body reacted.
"Mmmm.. I'm going to want to fuck you boy.."
*Michael*
Shivering, he couldn't help rubbing his cock against Rufus' leg as his fingers tightened on Rufus' thigh. His cheeks hollowed out as he sucked hard, he moaned loudly as he bobbed his head more enthusiastically over Rufus' shaft to show how much he liked that idea.
*Rufus*
He groaned.
"Mmmm.. nice.. do you want to get yourself ready or want me to do it?" he asked in beteween grunts.
*Michael*
His eyes lulling closed a moment, he purred softly as he tried to think. Pausing in his massage, he used one hand to hold Rufus steady and the other to hold his weight as he circled around, twisting his mouth around Rufus' swollen cock as he turned to move his ass towards Rufus' head and spread his legs wide in invitation.
*Rufus*
He leaned over to fumble in the drawer for lube before pressing his mouth to michael's opening and swiping it with his tongue.
*Michael*
Sliding his leg over Rufus' chest, he let out a long, drawn out moan. Pressing his throbbing cock down against Rufus' chest, he deepthroated the older man, swallowed hard around the hard cock as he ran his hands over Rufus' thighs.
*Rufus*
He arched up into Michael's mouth, working not to thrust too much as his tongue probed Michael's opening, hands spreading the cheeks apart.
*Michael*
Trying to spread his legs farther, he writhed against Rufus' chest, his nails digging into the older man's thighs. Pulling off of Rufus a moment, he panted for breath as he nuzzled and rubbed his face against Rufus' crotch.
"Gods... yes... Rufus..." he moaned out wantonly.
*Rufus*
Coating his fingers in lube, he slipped two fingers into Michael's ass and scissored them gently.
"Let me know when you're ready.."
*Michael*
His eyes fluttering closed, he made a slight face before he pushed back into the fingers. The good feelings making it hard to concentrate, he mouthed and licked at Rufus' cock, his hands slipping underneath the older man to grip at his ass.
"Oh... Gods... If ya fix me up afterwards can take it soon... Just gotta be able to move and sit when I see.. see Cho..." he groaned.
*Rufus*
"Bit more then," he said with a chuckle, slipping in a third finger and spreading them around.
*Michael*
His back arching, he whimpered pitifully as he kneaded his hands against Rufus' thighs. Rubbing his cheek against Rufus' stomach, he rocked his hips rhythmically against Rufus' chest.
"Gods, Rufus... Fuck me... Please. Gods, fuck me as hard as ya want."
*Rufus*
He patted Michael's ass and pulled his fingers out.
"You alright with riding me today, boy?" he asked.
*Michael*
Whining softly at Rufus' fingers leaving his ass, he nodded against Rufus' stomach before getting up on all fours and turning himself around.
"Mmmm... Could ride ya all day everyday," he murmured huskily as he stroked Rufus while he positioned himself. "Ya ready?"
*Rufus*
"Always ready to feel that tight ass around my cock," he groaned , lifting his hips slightly.
*Michael*
Slowly lowering himself down onto Rufus, he groaned loudly as he threw his head back, just wanting that presence deeper within him. Settling down all the way onto Rufus' crotch, he twisted and swiveled himself, clenching his ass in order to intensify the sensation.
"Oh gods yes. Always ready your large cock filling me up. Fuck, always thinking 'bout it...."
*Rufus*
"Oh.. so hot and tight, Michael.. who's ass is that?" he asked.
*Michael*
Rocking his hips desperately against Rufus, he panted for breath as a big grin spread across his face.
"Gods, it's your ass. Your hot, tight ass just begging to get fucked so hard. Mmm... wants to get fucked so hard it can't be touched without flinching for a month."
*Rufus*
"That's right, boy. My ass. Meant for my cock," he groaned as he thrusted into Michael.
"Mmm, you'd like that. What would you tell your girlfriend, though?" he asked.
*Michael*
Swallowing hard, his eyes lulled closed as he lifted himself up and pushed himself down harder against Rufus' thrusts.
"Really hard training session," he murmured, the excuse coming easily to his brain now. "Really, really hard..."
*Rufus*
"Hard as your cock?" he asked, wrapping his hand around Michael's cock and tugging it slightly.
*Michael*
Moaning loudly, his head lulled back as his hips bucked forward.
"Gods, yes. So hard for ya... Been begging and throbbing for ya..." he panted out as he rocked his hips harder and faster against Rufus' cock.
*Rufus*
"Mmmm.. I can see that. My little wanton hussy," he groaned.
*Michael*
Writhing on Rufus' cock, he mewled happily, glad to not be in the office and actually being able to be as loud as he wanted.
"Fuck yes... Your hussy. Completely yours. Want your hot.. hot giant cock just... oh gods yes... fuck me so hard, Rufus.... fill me so full..."
*Rufus*
"Mmm.. fuck yes, boy," he growled, pumping Michael's cock as he gripped his hip and thrust hard into him.
"Fuck boy. So hot and tight. Going to fill you."
*Michael*
Panting for breath, his eyelids fluttered open and closed as his body alternated between thrusting into Rufus' fist and slamming down against his thrusts. Swallowing hard, he let out a small whimpering cry as his hand gripped Rufus' arm on his hip.
"Gods... gonna.... wanna... please... can I?" he whimpered, his body shivering with the sensations.
*Rufus*
"Cum for me, boy," he groaned, squeezing Michael's cock tightly.
*Michael*
Crying out loudly, he threw his head back and slammed himself down onto Rufus as he came all over the older man's stomach.
*Rufus*
He gripped Michael's hips tightly, thrusting his hips into him as his orgasm overtook him.
*Michael*
Groaning, he clenched around Rufus' cock, trying to milk him as well as he could even as his brain was blissfully muddled.
"Oh... So good Rufus..."
*Rufus*
"MMM... you'v got such a beautiful ass. Such a beautiful body," he murmured contently.
*Michael*
Glowing in the aftermath of his orgasm and the praise, he murmured happily as he leaned forward and laid his chest down against Rufus'.
"Mmm... not as beautiful and strong as yours..." he murmured tenderly as he ran his fingers over Rufus' collar bone.
*Rufus*
He chuckled, running his hands over Michael's back.
"I'm an old man, Michael.."
*Michael*
He purred happily as he arched into Rufus' hands.
"And? That makes you distinguished and experienced and still very handsome."
*Rufus*
He chuckled.
"You must have an odd definition of handsome. "
*Michael*
He chuckled softly as he shook his head.
"Everyone's got their own definition. I think yours is pretty weird, at least in terms of guys."
*Rufus*
He chuckled gruffly as he slid out of Michael and pulled the blanket over him.
"Mmm.. I think I might be ready for that nap now.."
*Michael*
Letting out a soft whimper, he raised an eyebrow lazily as he rubbed his hand over Rufus' shoulder.
"Do ya want me to leave ya be?"
*Rufus*
"I want you to stay here with me," he said, tightening his arm around Michael.
*Michael*
Smiling warmly at the rush of belonging he felt, he nodded as he brushed his lips against Rufus'.
"I'll stay. Still need to be back in those 30 minutes?"
*Rufus*
"Yes, unfortunately. Wake me up in twenty?" he asked, kissing Michael tenderly.
*Michael*
Returning the tender kiss, he nodded as he ran his fingers through Rufus' hair.
"I'll keep an eye on the clock."
When:Tuesday, December 16, late morning (10amish)
Where:Rufus' office / Rufus' townhouse
What: After his cancelled training with William, Michael comes to see Rufus. They commiserate about their rough days. Michael voices his doubts about the registration act, Rufus calms them and they go to Rufus' for some stress relief
*Michael*
Sitting in Rufus' office, he played with the hilt of his dagger, trying not to think too much about what had gone on that morning. But he couldn't help it... He hated it when Sirius would say stuff like this that would make him start overthink what they were doing. Overthinking stuff in this field could get you killed...
*Rufus*
He came in and dumped a pile of papers on his desk.
"Oh, hi Michael. How are you doing?" he asked tiredly.
*Michael*
Looking up, he couldn't help the warm smile that spread across his lips at Rufus coming in.
"Alessandra said you were meeting with someone but that it was alright to wait in here for ya," he said before shrugging. "Alright. Got a lot on my mind... Are ya alright?"
*Rufus*
"It's just been a rough day. Kidnappings, dead students, one of the heirs," he said, sinking into his chair.
"How are you doing?" he asked.
*Michael*
He frowned as he looked worriedly at Rufus.
"Mallory canceled his session today. Or rather, Sirius canceled it for him. These kidnappings, dead students, and one of the heirs wouldn't have to do with the whole rescue mission that went on in the Department of Magic, would it?"
*Rufus*
"Yes, rumours going around already?" he asked curiously.
*Michael*
He shook his head.
"Sirius told me. It's the reason why Mallory couldn't make it. He supposedly got shot during their whole thing and is resting. I thought he was shitting me 'bout the whole thing."
*Rufus*
"I heard he was involved. We're trying to interview everyone about what happened. Can you do McDouglass and Mallory?" he asked, running a hand over his forehead.
*Michael*
His eyes went wide as he stared at Rufus in disbelief.
"Ya want me to go and interview people? Isn't that more of something you'd have your full time people do?"
*Rufus*
"I need people I know I can trust. Do you think you can do it? We're tyring to keep what happened very quiet," he explained.
*Michael*
Swallowing hard, he nodded, his heart warming a bit at the idea of Rufus trusting him enough to do this.
"Yeah, yeah. I can do it... What information do you want to know?"
*Rufus*
"Everything that happened, how they got there, everything they saw. Basically, everything," he said.
*Michael*
He nodded before biting his lip slightly.
"What should I do if they don't talk?"
*Rufus*
"Bring them to the Ministry," he said firmly.
*Michael*
He nodded as he took a deep steadying breath.
"Yes sir. Do I need to have something take down the interview?"
*Rufus*
"Yes, see Alessandra. She'll set you up with the stuff," he said.
*Michael*
He nodded again before fidgeting a bit in his seat.
"Would ya like me to get started on that now?" he asked softly.
*Rufus*
He chuckled.
"I think it can wait till the afternoon at least. "
He patted his lap.
"Why don't you lock the door and come here?"
*Michael*
Grinning widely, he pulled out his wand and cast a locking charm on the door as he got up and walked over to where Rufus sat. Blushing slightly at the silly feeling of sitting on the other man's lap, he looked worriedly at Rufus.
"This whole rescue mission of theirs isn't going to be trouble for you, is it?"
*Rufus*
"Hopefully not. I mean, it's good to have the student back here, but any way we spin this is complicated," he explained, running his fingers through Michael's hair.
*Michael*
Murmuring softly, he closed his eyes as he leaned his head into Rufus' fingers, enjoying the reassuring contact.
"Sirius said that they were doing experiments on Sven and Su..." he said softly before snorting. "That it was just as bad as what we were dong with the registration act."
*Rufus*
"Don't tell me you're going to believe Black? He's biased because of who he's sleeping with. The registration act is for safety of all the people of Britain," he explained.
*Michael*
He shook his head.
"I'm don't believe him. I told him it wasn't like what he thought... He didn't believe me though because of the bias. Kept trying to put words into my mouth too."
*Rufus*
He sighed.
"I'm sorry you had to deal with that," he said, threading his fingers through Michael's hair.
*Michael*
He sighed contently as he ran his hand over Rufus' chest.
"He wouldn't believe me that good may come from it. All he could see was the forced registration."
*Rufus*
"He's blindsighted, Michael," he explained, bringing Michael's hand to his lips and kissing it.
*Michael*
He smiled warmly as he brushed his fingers against Rufus' cheek.
"Once he sees what we can do afterwards, he'll come to his senses..." he murmured softly before brushing his lips against Rufus'.
*Rufus*
"Mmm.." he murmured, nipping at Michael's lower lip with his teeth.
"I'm sure he will.."
*Michael*
Settling more comfortably on Rufus' lap, he smirked even as his cheeks flushed.
"Well... Thanks to all this training got cancelled, so... I got some free time if ya can be spared..." he murmured softly as he kept moving his hands over Rufus' chest.
*Rufus*
He growled softly.
"I think I can certainly manage a break.."
*Michael*
Shivering at the growl, he tilted his head to the side submissively.
"So... here or home?"
*Rufus*
"Home. So there's no chance of anyone interrupting. But can only be a half hour or so. Then I'll need to go back to work," he grumbled, licking at Michael's neck.
*Michael*
Murmuring contently, he shifted on Rufus' lap before he breathed out a sigh and nodded.
"I'll make sure it's worth your while... Get ya nice and relaxed do ya don't go off on someone."
*Rufus*
"What if I want to go off on you?" he asked, nipping at Michael's neck.
*Michael*
Hissing out a breath, he smirked as he rolled his hips against Rufus'.
"I wouldn't mind that at all. Ya can go off on me any time ya want."
*Rufus*
He groaned.
"Alright. Let's get home then," he said, running his hand over Michael's back.
*Michael*
Arching into Rufus' hand, he grinned like the cat that ate the canary as he rolled his hips in a slow, rocking motion before sliding off and walking backwards towards the fireplace.
"Should I get myself ready?" he purred as he tugged up his shirt teasingly.
*Rufus*
He groaned.
"I always enjoy that," he said, getting to his feet and limping towards his fireplace.
*Michael*
Pulling off his shirt, he leaned against the fireplace, unable to help the sad look at Rufus' limp.
"Any particular way ya want me?"
*Rufus*
He smirked.
"Naked and wanting," he said, wrapping an arm around Michael and kissing him soundly.
*Michael*
Running a hand down to grip at Rufus' ass, he moaned into the kiss as he arched his body up against Rufus.
"Mmm... wanting isn't very hard at all," he murmured huskily against Rufus' lips before chuckling. "We gonna have to floo together again?"
*Rufus*
"If you want to," he said, pulling Michael's body even closer as he groaned before tossing the floo powder in to the fireplace and guiding both of them into it.
*Michael*
Wrapping his arms tighter around Rufus, he hooked his leg around Rufus' good leg in the dual purpose to pull him closer and also so they wouldn't get seperated in the floo. Saying the address of Rufus' place loudly, he pressed his lips tightly against Rufus' and bucked his hips against the other man's.
*Rufus*
They tumbled out of the fireplace and he stumbled slightly, arms wrapped tightly around Michael.
"Mmmm.. just need to work on the landing. "
*Michael*
He laughed as he tossed his shirt off to the side.
"Just have to practice more," he mumbled huskily before smirking. "Guest room or upstairs?"
*Rufus*
"Guest room," he said simply, hooking his fingers into the waistband of Michael's pants.
*Michael*
Unwrapping his arms from Rufus, he pulled back against Rufus' fingers teasingly as he quirked an eyebrow.
"Do I need to go upstairs and get anything for ya?"
*Rufus*
He chuckled.
"Nah, I think we'll be fine.."
He smirked.
"Got everything I need right here. "
*Michael*
Taking a step back from Rufus towards the guest room, he smirked as he moved his hands down to undo his pants.
"More than ya want according to your orders," he teased.
*Rufus*
"Mmmm... that's true. But I can see you're working to rectify the situation," he said, working on his own shirt with one hand.
*Michael*
Slipping his pants down, he crouched to take his shoes off and slip his pants the rest of the way off. Standing back up, he rubbed at the front of his boxer-briefs before gently pushing Rufus' hand away.
"Let me," he murmured happily as he slowly undid Rufus' pants, brushing his lips against Rufus' neck and chest.
*Rufus*
"I'll let you do just about anything to me," he groaned, leaning agianst the wall for support.
*Michael*
He blinked a bit in surprise as he looked questioningly at Rufus.
"Really?" he asked curiously, not used to the other man being so submissive.
*Rufus*
"Well, I must say I really enjoy the feel of your ass around my cock, but you're my protege, Michael, you're smart and loving and sexy.." he purred.
*Michael*
He blushed bright red as he looked shyly down at Rufus' chest and shivered.
"Ya always make me sound so wonderful..." he mumbled softly before looking curiously at Rufus. "So... Do ya want me to... well..."
*Rufus*
He chuckled.
"My my, such a pretty face when you blush," he said, tilting Michael's face up and kissing him soundly before pulling back.
"Mmm.. bed first. "
*Michael*
He blushed more, wanting to duck his head, but Rufus' hand preventing him from doing so. Murmuring into the kiss, he smiled warmly as he stepped back and looked at Rufus a bit worriedly.
"Do ya need any help getting to the guest room?"
*Rufus*
"I think I can manage walking," he said, sliding his hand down to slap Michael lightly on the ass.
"I'm not that old."
*Michael*
Sucking in a breath, he let out a soft whimper at the ass slap.
"Didn't want ya to stress yourself for no reason," he murmured softly before heading into the guest room and slipping off his boxer briefs before lounging on the bed. "This live up to your expectations?"
*Rufus*
He smiled and murmured appreciatively.
"Very nice," he said as he lay down next to Michael on the bed.
"Did you mention something about a blowjob before?" he purred, tangling his hand in Michael's hair.
*Michael*
Hissing in a breath, he tilted his head back and bared his neck with a shiver. His hands going to undo Rufus' pants, he smirked happily.
"Mmmm... I can do that..." he murmured huskily as he slipped his hand into Rufus' pants and wrapped his fingers around his cock.
*Rufus*
"Mmmm... good boy," he acknowledged, petting his head.
"Can you get my pants off first?"
*Michael*
Purring happily at the pets, he slowly and appreciatively stroked Rufus before he nodded. Getting onto his hands and knees, he nuzzled his way down Rufus' body before slowly and carefully pulling his pants, socks, and shoes off. Brushing his lips against Rufus' leg, he rubbed his hands in circles, massaging the stiff injured muscles.
"Mmmm... Like this?"
*Rufus*
He moaned softly.
"Oh, yes.. that's nice, Michael..." he groaned softly.
*Michael*
Moving up Rufus' leg, he set to massaging his thigh tenderly.
"Tell me if it's too hard..." he murmured softly before he placed a long lick along Rufus' cock.
Nuzzling and licking at his shaft, he ran his hands along Rufus' thigh in the same motion of a hand job as he finally managed to get his mouth around the tip of Rufus' cock. Moaning wantonly, he sucked hard at Rufus' cock, slowly moving farther down the shaft as he writhed his tongue around his skin.
*Rufus*
He groaned.
"Oh fuck. No, that's nice, very nice.." he said. "It's more sore than usual, but that could be that I haven't slept..."
*Michael*
Looking up Rufus' body at him, he frowned slightly around Rufus' cock as he sucked harder and worked at a knot. Slowly slipping his mouth off Rufus with a pop, he looked worriedly at Rufus.
"Do ya need to nap?" he asked before going back to nuzzling and sucking at the side of Rufus' cock hungrily.
*Rufus*
"No point in napping when I've got you here, boy," he groaned softly.
"Did I tell you to stop?"
*Michael*
Shivering slightly, he shook his head, rubbing his cheek against Rufus' cock.
"No sir," he murmured huskily before he moved his head to suck Rufus into his mouth again, purring deep in his throat as he put more weight into his massage of Rufus' leg.
*Rufus*
He groaned, arching into Michael's mouth as his body reacted.
"Mmmm.. I'm going to want to fuck you boy.."
*Michael*
Shivering, he couldn't help rubbing his cock against Rufus' leg as his fingers tightened on Rufus' thigh. His cheeks hollowed out as he sucked hard, he moaned loudly as he bobbed his head more enthusiastically over Rufus' shaft to show how much he liked that idea.
*Rufus*
He groaned.
"Mmmm.. nice.. do you want to get yourself ready or want me to do it?" he asked in beteween grunts.
*Michael*
His eyes lulling closed a moment, he purred softly as he tried to think. Pausing in his massage, he used one hand to hold Rufus steady and the other to hold his weight as he circled around, twisting his mouth around Rufus' swollen cock as he turned to move his ass towards Rufus' head and spread his legs wide in invitation.
*Rufus*
He leaned over to fumble in the drawer for lube before pressing his mouth to michael's opening and swiping it with his tongue.
*Michael*
Sliding his leg over Rufus' chest, he let out a long, drawn out moan. Pressing his throbbing cock down against Rufus' chest, he deepthroated the older man, swallowed hard around the hard cock as he ran his hands over Rufus' thighs.
*Rufus*
He arched up into Michael's mouth, working not to thrust too much as his tongue probed Michael's opening, hands spreading the cheeks apart.
*Michael*
Trying to spread his legs farther, he writhed against Rufus' chest, his nails digging into the older man's thighs. Pulling off of Rufus a moment, he panted for breath as he nuzzled and rubbed his face against Rufus' crotch.
"Gods... yes... Rufus..." he moaned out wantonly.
*Rufus*
Coating his fingers in lube, he slipped two fingers into Michael's ass and scissored them gently.
"Let me know when you're ready.."
*Michael*
His eyes fluttering closed, he made a slight face before he pushed back into the fingers. The good feelings making it hard to concentrate, he mouthed and licked at Rufus' cock, his hands slipping underneath the older man to grip at his ass.
"Oh... Gods... If ya fix me up afterwards can take it soon... Just gotta be able to move and sit when I see.. see Cho..." he groaned.
*Rufus*
"Bit more then," he said with a chuckle, slipping in a third finger and spreading them around.
*Michael*
His back arching, he whimpered pitifully as he kneaded his hands against Rufus' thighs. Rubbing his cheek against Rufus' stomach, he rocked his hips rhythmically against Rufus' chest.
"Gods, Rufus... Fuck me... Please. Gods, fuck me as hard as ya want."
*Rufus*
He patted Michael's ass and pulled his fingers out.
"You alright with riding me today, boy?" he asked.
*Michael*
Whining softly at Rufus' fingers leaving his ass, he nodded against Rufus' stomach before getting up on all fours and turning himself around.
"Mmmm... Could ride ya all day everyday," he murmured huskily as he stroked Rufus while he positioned himself. "Ya ready?"
*Rufus*
"Always ready to feel that tight ass around my cock," he groaned , lifting his hips slightly.
*Michael*
Slowly lowering himself down onto Rufus, he groaned loudly as he threw his head back, just wanting that presence deeper within him. Settling down all the way onto Rufus' crotch, he twisted and swiveled himself, clenching his ass in order to intensify the sensation.
"Oh gods yes. Always ready your large cock filling me up. Fuck, always thinking 'bout it...."
*Rufus*
"Oh.. so hot and tight, Michael.. who's ass is that?" he asked.
*Michael*
Rocking his hips desperately against Rufus, he panted for breath as a big grin spread across his face.
"Gods, it's your ass. Your hot, tight ass just begging to get fucked so hard. Mmm... wants to get fucked so hard it can't be touched without flinching for a month."
*Rufus*
"That's right, boy. My ass. Meant for my cock," he groaned as he thrusted into Michael.
"Mmm, you'd like that. What would you tell your girlfriend, though?" he asked.
*Michael*
Swallowing hard, his eyes lulled closed as he lifted himself up and pushed himself down harder against Rufus' thrusts.
"Really hard training session," he murmured, the excuse coming easily to his brain now. "Really, really hard..."
*Rufus*
"Hard as your cock?" he asked, wrapping his hand around Michael's cock and tugging it slightly.
*Michael*
Moaning loudly, his head lulled back as his hips bucked forward.
"Gods, yes. So hard for ya... Been begging and throbbing for ya..." he panted out as he rocked his hips harder and faster against Rufus' cock.
*Rufus*
"Mmmm.. I can see that. My little wanton hussy," he groaned.
*Michael*
Writhing on Rufus' cock, he mewled happily, glad to not be in the office and actually being able to be as loud as he wanted.
"Fuck yes... Your hussy. Completely yours. Want your hot.. hot giant cock just... oh gods yes... fuck me so hard, Rufus.... fill me so full..."
*Rufus*
"Mmm.. fuck yes, boy," he growled, pumping Michael's cock as he gripped his hip and thrust hard into him.
"Fuck boy. So hot and tight. Going to fill you."
*Michael*
Panting for breath, his eyelids fluttered open and closed as his body alternated between thrusting into Rufus' fist and slamming down against his thrusts. Swallowing hard, he let out a small whimpering cry as his hand gripped Rufus' arm on his hip.
"Gods... gonna.... wanna... please... can I?" he whimpered, his body shivering with the sensations.
*Rufus*
"Cum for me, boy," he groaned, squeezing Michael's cock tightly.
*Michael*
Crying out loudly, he threw his head back and slammed himself down onto Rufus as he came all over the older man's stomach.
*Rufus*
He gripped Michael's hips tightly, thrusting his hips into him as his orgasm overtook him.
*Michael*
Groaning, he clenched around Rufus' cock, trying to milk him as well as he could even as his brain was blissfully muddled.
"Oh... So good Rufus..."
*Rufus*
"MMM... you'v got such a beautiful ass. Such a beautiful body," he murmured contently.
*Michael*
Glowing in the aftermath of his orgasm and the praise, he murmured happily as he leaned forward and laid his chest down against Rufus'.
"Mmm... not as beautiful and strong as yours..." he murmured tenderly as he ran his fingers over Rufus' collar bone.
*Rufus*
He chuckled, running his hands over Michael's back.
"I'm an old man, Michael.."
*Michael*
He purred happily as he arched into Rufus' hands.
"And? That makes you distinguished and experienced and still very handsome."
*Rufus*
He chuckled.
"You must have an odd definition of handsome. "
*Michael*
He chuckled softly as he shook his head.
"Everyone's got their own definition. I think yours is pretty weird, at least in terms of guys."
*Rufus*
He chuckled gruffly as he slid out of Michael and pulled the blanket over him.
"Mmm.. I think I might be ready for that nap now.."
*Michael*
Letting out a soft whimper, he raised an eyebrow lazily as he rubbed his hand over Rufus' shoulder.
"Do ya want me to leave ya be?"
*Rufus*
"I want you to stay here with me," he said, tightening his arm around Michael.
*Michael*
Smiling warmly at the rush of belonging he felt, he nodded as he brushed his lips against Rufus'.
"I'll stay. Still need to be back in those 30 minutes?"
*Rufus*
"Yes, unfortunately. Wake me up in twenty?" he asked, kissing Michael tenderly.
*Michael*
Returning the tender kiss, he nodded as he ran his fingers through Rufus' hair.
"I'll keep an eye on the clock."