Whipped: Rufioh x Reader

"Yeah, so we drove to her hive, and..."

You sighed as Rufioh talked on the phone with Tavros. You understood that your matesprit was excited to find his dancestor, but really. It had been THREE HOURS. During that time, you had walked stark naked in front of him FIVE times, yet he continued to talk.
"O-oh, RUFIOH~!" you pretended to moan from across the room. Nothing.
Finally you straddled his legs with your chest in his face. "Rufioh~ It's so hot in here, dontcha think?" you asked, pulling up your shirt.
"...just tell her you don't like being stabbed..." Nitram continued, ignoring your breasts bouncing in his face.
You growled in annoyance and pushed him down onto his back. "Rufioh Nitram, if you don't hang up with Tavros in the next ten seconds, you're not filling buckets for half a sweep."
His eyes widened as he muttered something to Tavros and threw the phone to the other side of the room.
"Sorry 'bout that, lovegrub."
~A LITTLE WHILE LATER~
" Yo, yo, I heard, someone was calling you~" the phone rang from underneath a pile of your clothes. Rufioh picked up his head and glanced at it. You tightened your grip on his waist. "Get up and be chaste for an entire sweep."
"Right, sorry." He settled back down and buried his head in your neck.
CA-RAACK!