Date: 2017-03-29 12:19 am (UTC)
comesfrompain: (catch my breath)
[A difference. Sure. Peeping is a part of spying, as far as he's concerned, which he isn't, overly. Too busy quickening the pace of his hand, feeling her body begin to ease up as pleasure washes over her. Rumlow thinks about making her come, but he kind of wants that first time to be on his cock. Feel her shudder all around him, get him soaked.

Kenzi's voice, so desperate with want gets his dick to throb harder, a droplet of precome sliding down the shaft. He groans, kissing her lips, her cheek, down to her throat and it's there he bites. Not hard, but he's gonna leave a little mark. A souvenir for their first time -- that they remember. He waits until he thinks she's getting real close to pull his fingers away. They're slick as he rubs them together, tempted to suck off the mess.

He shifts her instead, lowers her so he's got both arms hooked under he knees. Rumlow's cock rubs against her, the head nudging at her cunt.]


You want it? [He asks, pulling back to look at her. Wants to see her face when she says yes. She can feel the metal piercing, he's sure. Teasing her as he gives a shallow thrust that barely pushes between her folds.] Just say the word, Kenzi.
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