[His wings shifted and pressed to Rumlow's chest, unable to fold at present given that he was pressing himself back against his commander. His fingers rubbed and scratched the back of Rumlow's neck, all affection and simply savouring the closeness that they currently had as all the sensations settled back down and the pleasure ebbed back to a manageable level. The nibbling certainly didn't help his concentration and intentions to leave.

His wing and then shoulders shuddered with the touch, and he sighed as he turned his head.]

No, I thoroughly enjoyed the look on your face when you realized my ruse. I want to see it again.

[He glanced towards the door of the office and shifted his weight.]

I should go. The longer I'm here, the more likely someone is going to suspect.