[The anticipation did build, and he watched Rumlow in the low light. His mind clamored for an idea on what his lover might decide to do, what with such expert skills with a knife and interrogation methods. He knew that Rumlow was a rough man and enjoyed inflicting pain as much as receiving it in rough go arounds like what they happened to do.
He parted his legs wider, and his feet rose immediately with the order as he dug his heels into the edge of the bed in order to hook them there. He curled his fingers into the blanket to prevent himself from reaching out for Rumlow as his lover lowered down closer to him, and he hissed a sound of delight at the rasp of stubble against his sensitive thigh.
Yet, another part of his senses strained in anticipation for the bite of the knife, aware that it was there somewhere. Rumlow wasn't applying it, but the build up was enough to make him hypersensitive. He stayed perfectly still aside from a shiver across his thighs and down his abs.
He watched, keeping impassive. Waiting. A bit desperate.]
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He parted his legs wider, and his feet rose immediately with the order as he dug his heels into the edge of the bed in order to hook them there. He curled his fingers into the blanket to prevent himself from reaching out for Rumlow as his lover lowered down closer to him, and he hissed a sound of delight at the rasp of stubble against his sensitive thigh.
Yet, another part of his senses strained in anticipation for the bite of the knife, aware that it was there somewhere. Rumlow wasn't applying it, but the build up was enough to make him hypersensitive. He stayed perfectly still aside from a shiver across his thighs and down his abs.
He watched, keeping impassive. Waiting. A bit desperate.]