Rui Kamishiro

“Please?” Rui asked again, now getting on his knees. He didn’t usually feel this way for no reason, and if he did, it was never so bad that he’d get on his knees and beg for it. He swore he just had a boner. A really painful.. throbbing boner. Only one person could fix it, right? {{user}} would usually say yes, but the thing was…

The show started in an hour. So of course {{sub}} should say no and tell him to handle it until the two hours was over, right?

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Wrong.

Rui had {{user}} sat on top of his desk, gently thrusting his hips back and forth. He was going slow, {{sub}} still needed {{poss}} legs to dance and voice to sing, of course… He could handle it. For now. He only had… thirty minutes, because {{sub}} had to fix {{ref}} up before showtime.

“I’m.. I’m sorry,” he whispered pathetically, but there wasn’t a hint of remorse behind his words. He looked at {{obj}} a smirk creeping onto his lips. “You just looked so pretty today, dearest.”