[His eyebrows hitched up his forehead at the seemingly sudden permission, and he felt his mouth go dry in response. Normally their foreplay was aggressive, a firm push and shove that would lead to all the wonderful experiences that they shared together. Even when he was the aggressor, tables would turn and he would perfectly satisfied with that. Now though, his pupils seemed to dilate completely and his gaze was intense on Rumlow as he rocked beneath his lover, waiting and testing for the rug to be pulled out from under him.
By then, he was licking his lips, clearing off the blood that stained them and shifting, which reminded him through their sting the cuts that Rumlow had placed on his chest and thighs. He shuddered and rolled them over so that he could pin Rumlow to the mattress, using the position to his advantage and drag his mouth down his lover's neck even as he reached around one of those muscled thighs to grab and grope Rumlow's ass. It was so perfect, always had been. He had imagined sinking into it more than once, but it had been a fantasy when he wanted to touch himself during a few hours of them being parted.]
You are mine. Are you certain about this?
[Like a gentleman asking consent explicitly. Of course, his right hand was reaching out for the night stand to jerk the drawer open in order to extract the tube of lubrication. His blood, still oozing from his wounds dripped down upon Rumlow's skin, and he moved his mouth to suck the ones from his chest injury.]
I'll make you see stars. You'll come apart with pleasure...
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By then, he was licking his lips, clearing off the blood that stained them and shifting, which reminded him through their sting the cuts that Rumlow had placed on his chest and thighs. He shuddered and rolled them over so that he could pin Rumlow to the mattress, using the position to his advantage and drag his mouth down his lover's neck even as he reached around one of those muscled thighs to grab and grope Rumlow's ass. It was so perfect, always had been. He had imagined sinking into it more than once, but it had been a fantasy when he wanted to touch himself during a few hours of them being parted.]
You are mine. Are you certain about this?
[Like a gentleman asking consent explicitly. Of course, his right hand was reaching out for the night stand to jerk the drawer open in order to extract the tube of lubrication. His blood, still oozing from his wounds dripped down upon Rumlow's skin, and he moved his mouth to suck the ones from his chest injury.]
I'll make you see stars. You'll come apart with pleasure...