[Harder, harder, Rumlow thought as he pummeled Bucky's ass. Drops of sweat coursed down his face, Rumlow licking them up as they gathered on his upper lip. He was hot, still half clothed, still wearing his suit coat. He rumbled, watching Bucky's hand sneak beneath him, almost tempted to snatch it away and force him to try and come from getting fucked alone. Too much effort though and Rumlow was spiraling higher towards his own climax.
He combed his fingers through Bucky's feathers, knowing full well the effect it had on Bucky. Revenge indeed. With the reaction Bucky was giving, Rumlow wasn't likely to stop anytime soon. Even if it did have Bucky breaking his desk. Oops. Oh well. Ain't nothing he couldn't replace.]
Gonna come for me, Bucky?
[Rumlow asked, huffing as he kept up the punishing rhythm, his free hand coming back down to Bucky's ass and giving it a firm grope. The desk was creaking under the strain, even groaning as it scooted a few centimeters across the office's floor. God, he was getting close.]
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He combed his fingers through Bucky's feathers, knowing full well the effect it had on Bucky. Revenge indeed. With the reaction Bucky was giving, Rumlow wasn't likely to stop anytime soon. Even if it did have Bucky breaking his desk. Oops. Oh well. Ain't nothing he couldn't replace.]
Gonna come for me, Bucky?
[Rumlow asked, huffing as he kept up the punishing rhythm, his free hand coming back down to Bucky's ass and giving it a firm grope. The desk was creaking under the strain, even groaning as it scooted a few centimeters across the office's floor. God, he was getting close.]
Say it... [He growled, commanded.] Fuck..!