His bluff was called, then. X'rhun hid well the miserable disappointment when Tseng moved not to release his arms, but to haul him upright and pull him to the side of the bed. The movement only added pressure and stimulation to the new piercings and the plug, causing him to hiss gently, before he sat gently shaking upon the edge of the bed.
He hoped it was annoying, he hoped he was inconveniencing the other man, even if it was all he was capable of doing right now. There was only so far he could press his luck though, that much he knew. After a moment, building up his will to move and gauging where he'd need to put his feet, he slowly pulled himself off the bed, wavering where he stood as he worked out where he'd need to put his weight in order to stay upright.
Tseng was right, of course, he knew he would be, when he had said that his tail between his legs would do him no favors. The skirt attached to the corset was doing so very, very little to cover him though. The position was changed, the fluffy appendage moving now to curl around his waist instead.
It took a moment, for him to meet the other man's gaze again, forcing it from the floor where he'd locked it as he stood. Sullen, cold, humiliated, but the fire that had burned so brightly in them before had been dimmed by the earlier training session. Standing, of course, only caused the toy inside him to shift and move, and he was well aware even now that walking would cause it to grind and push inside of him with every motion of his hips. And he was going to have to walk... The idea alone caused his breath to catch for a moment, evening out just as quickly as he shifted his weight in an effort to gain some respite. Already, the rosy bloom of a blush was starting to appear across his face again.
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He hoped it was annoying, he hoped he was inconveniencing the other man, even if it was all he was capable of doing right now. There was only so far he could press his luck though, that much he knew. After a moment, building up his will to move and gauging where he'd need to put his feet, he slowly pulled himself off the bed, wavering where he stood as he worked out where he'd need to put his weight in order to stay upright.
Tseng was right, of course, he knew he would be, when he had said that his tail between his legs would do him no favors. The skirt attached to the corset was doing so very, very little to cover him though. The position was changed, the fluffy appendage moving now to curl around his waist instead.
It took a moment, for him to meet the other man's gaze again, forcing it from the floor where he'd locked it as he stood. Sullen, cold, humiliated, but the fire that had burned so brightly in them before had been dimmed by the earlier training session. Standing, of course, only caused the toy inside him to shift and move, and he was well aware even now that walking would cause it to grind and push inside of him with every motion of his hips. And he was going to have to walk... The idea alone caused his breath to catch for a moment, evening out just as quickly as he shifted his weight in an effort to gain some respite. Already, the rosy bloom of a blush was starting to appear across his face again.
This day was going to be hell, wasn't it?