[His teeth worried at the flesh before he wrapped his lips around it next, sucking and licking until he had left behind a nice hickey on Rumlow's throat. He had left it low enough to be hidden in the collar of a shirt, having nosed his way to the spot of his liking, but he had no doubt that it could peek out if Rumlow wasn't careful in the following hours.

He finally shifted his metal hand away, sliding it under Rumlow and down between his commander and the desk. He took Rumlow's cock in hand, stroking the heavy weight affectionate but with determined little tugs before as his thumb swept back and forth over the head, clicking against the piercing there.]

I want Hell to know you and I are together. I want you to bear marks from me, smell like I've been all over you, and I don't want you to forget either. [His hips gave a hard rutting to Rumlow's ass to punctuate each of his statements, the head of his cock brushing passed Rumlow's hole each time, nothing more than a hint of danger to spice up the experience.]