[It wouldn't be a game to begin with if Rufus weren't trying to win it, for as high of risk and as high of stakes as he can manage. This certainly achieves both, as the hand on Reno's face slides around to the back of his neck, trapping him neatly in Rufus's clutches while his hand continues its subtle work.
He sinks his teeth into Reno's lip, taking advantage of his moaning and reactions to sweep his tongue into Reno's open mouth; as he holds the kiss, he keeps palming at Reno's arousal, tracing the length of it through his trousers, feeling his way up to the head and rubbing at the fabric to stimulate it through his clothes.
The dice only call for one kiss, but they never specified how long or short it had to be. This one he intends to hold as long as he can, until he gets what he wants or his breath runs out — quite literally whichever one comes first.]
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He sinks his teeth into Reno's lip, taking advantage of his moaning and reactions to sweep his tongue into Reno's open mouth; as he holds the kiss, he keeps palming at Reno's arousal, tracing the length of it through his trousers, feeling his way up to the head and rubbing at the fabric to stimulate it through his clothes.
The dice only call for one kiss, but they never specified how long or short it had to be. This one he intends to hold as long as he can, until he gets what he wants or his breath runs out — quite literally whichever one comes first.]