[An attentive curiosity was on Rumlow's face when Bucky started in on his drawer, finding the lube quick and turning to apply it almost with a sense of urgency. Then again, Rumlow thought, this whole venture was one of nigh desperation. Bucky's hunger was tangible.
Rumlow's head tipped back against the chair when he moaned, eyes shutting while Bucky's teeth tugged gentle at his face. His hips lifted, but the hand was gone too quick, making Rumlow squirm against the seat. Bucky claimed him with words and Rumlow stared, nodding his agreement. Not just that he was handsome, but Bucky too. Kind of hard to communicate that without words though. Not that Rumlow had much inclination towards eloquence. Fuck no, he was tracking as Bucky shoved his pants down, chomping at the gag as surely as a horse did its bit.
And then. Oh, Rumlow knew what was coming next. He wasn't bound to the chair or nothing, but his hands gripped at the sides, as if bracing himself so he didn't rocket out of it. Felt about good enough to do so when Bucky sat himself right on his dick, letting it pierce his insides. God damn.
Rumlow didn't think he'd ever been so fucking turned on.
Wasn't just the fact that his cock was sunk a few inches into the Soldier's ass either. Sure, that was fan-fucking-tastic, but nah. The real source of his arousal was that fact that Bucky had been the one to orchestrate all of this. The con, the attack -- Hell, he'd even gone and prepped his ass just for this. Wanted Rumlow so bad that he had stooped to his handler's own methods.
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Rumlow's head tipped back against the chair when he moaned, eyes shutting while Bucky's teeth tugged gentle at his face. His hips lifted, but the hand was gone too quick, making Rumlow squirm against the seat. Bucky claimed him with words and Rumlow stared, nodding his agreement. Not just that he was handsome, but Bucky too. Kind of hard to communicate that without words though. Not that Rumlow had much inclination towards eloquence. Fuck no, he was tracking as Bucky shoved his pants down, chomping at the gag as surely as a horse did its bit.
And then. Oh, Rumlow knew what was coming next. He wasn't bound to the chair or nothing, but his hands gripped at the sides, as if bracing himself so he didn't rocket out of it. Felt about good enough to do so when Bucky sat himself right on his dick, letting it pierce his insides. God damn.
Rumlow didn't think he'd ever been so fucking turned on.
Wasn't just the fact that his cock was sunk a few inches into the Soldier's ass either. Sure, that was fan-fucking-tastic, but nah. The real source of his arousal was that fact that Bucky had been the one to orchestrate all of this. The con, the attack -- Hell, he'd even gone and prepped his ass just for this. Wanted Rumlow so bad that he had stooped to his handler's own methods.
Rumlow adored him.]