Silence was impossible. Though well aware that his own hearing would be more keen than any Garlean's, even he could tell how sharply the fabric rustled, and how clearly the wet and sticky sound of Tseng's cock sliding in and out of his mouth and throat carried in the room. They'd all gone quiet around them, in anticipation he imagined. If only he could have disappointed them.
His eyes had been shut tightly before as he worked, the reminder that it was all only to bring the other man to a full arousal doing nothing to ease the shame, though at this point all trepidation had been cast away. He knew how well he could take Tseng's heavy cock, he knew it would only be a matter of time before his throat adjusted and he'd no longer gag as he swallowed him down. The minor reassurance that he wouldn't be getting a belly full of cum for breakfast was just that: minor. He'd still be leaving this room no doubt with the other man's seed trailing down his thigh, whatever managed to slip free of him before he'd be stuffed with a plug once more. The fact that the idea of it only caused his own cock to ache was humiliating, but it didn't stop him from trying to find some measure of friction against it between his thighs, one hand even visibly inching back towards it as at last his eyes cracked open, his face red as Tseng doled out that perversely tender praise.
The only response was a soft, wet little gag, and a gentle and desperate moan, sucking hard in an effort to coax the other man further along. He'd be riding it soon enough, and while the others at the table might need to duck now to get a show, it wouldn't be long now until they'd all be able to witness quite comfortably how well Tseng's new toy, this broken mage, stretched around his master's cock. The temptation was there to try and push it, to see if he could take him to completion right here and now and avoid that... But the idea of being left empty, even more than the idea of suffering the emperor's wrath, kept him from even that level of boldness.
Instead, with a wet pop, he pulled his mouth off of the other man's cock to gauge it, breathless and in need of a moment anyway. Surely, surely that was good enough, as he even began to move to climb back out from under the table to mindlessly complete the order he'd been given, flushed and panting.
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His eyes had been shut tightly before as he worked, the reminder that it was all only to bring the other man to a full arousal doing nothing to ease the shame, though at this point all trepidation had been cast away. He knew how well he could take Tseng's heavy cock, he knew it would only be a matter of time before his throat adjusted and he'd no longer gag as he swallowed him down. The minor reassurance that he wouldn't be getting a belly full of cum for breakfast was just that: minor. He'd still be leaving this room no doubt with the other man's seed trailing down his thigh, whatever managed to slip free of him before he'd be stuffed with a plug once more. The fact that the idea of it only caused his own cock to ache was humiliating, but it didn't stop him from trying to find some measure of friction against it between his thighs, one hand even visibly inching back towards it as at last his eyes cracked open, his face red as Tseng doled out that perversely tender praise.
The only response was a soft, wet little gag, and a gentle and desperate moan, sucking hard in an effort to coax the other man further along. He'd be riding it soon enough, and while the others at the table might need to duck now to get a show, it wouldn't be long now until they'd all be able to witness quite comfortably how well Tseng's new toy, this broken mage, stretched around his master's cock. The temptation was there to try and push it, to see if he could take him to completion right here and now and avoid that... But the idea of being left empty, even more than the idea of suffering the emperor's wrath, kept him from even that level of boldness.
Instead, with a wet pop, he pulled his mouth off of the other man's cock to gauge it, breathless and in need of a moment anyway. Surely, surely that was good enough, as he even began to move to climb back out from under the table to mindlessly complete the order he'd been given, flushed and panting.