[Sometimes the Soldier had reactions that really got to him. That hitch in his breath, the look on his face, the way his pupils grew, looking into his eyes, easy to see with the pale shade they were. Rumlow felt heat coiling inside him, automatic, like it was tied into the Soldier's own state.]

You are the most pleasing aspect of my afterlife and every time I wake up with you next to me, it sends a shudder of pleasure right down my spine.

[The last four words Rumlow practically purred, punctuating them with the gentle drag of his thumb across the Soldier's bottom lip. He bit at his own, letting that feeling wash over him.]