[Really, the challenge only benefited him. It would assure Bucky fucked him damn good in his efforts (not that he expected less), and Rumlow could see how long he could hold out before he did beg. Given his history in HYDRA, he doubted it would happen easily. Even if getting reamed was a whole lot better than being tortured, they could be one in the same if Bucky knew how to be clever.
Given his teacher? Rumlow bet he'd get closer than anyone else, if he didn't succeed.
Getting situated on the bed, Rumlow flexed his shoulders to keep himself propped up just how Bucky wanted him. Toes curling in the air, his tail flicked, eyes tracking down to see Bucky taking hold of his dick and putting it right up against his loosened hole. Had to get a little teasing in first, of course, letting the slick head rub against the rim, making Rumlow growl in a little impatience. He was rewarded with a steady press forward, the head sinking in easy. Rumlow's head fell back, swallowing as he felt his whole body shiver at the experience. Fuck, it really had been a while.
Bucky kept going, slow, but unrelenting. The pressure was intense, the way he had to stretch to accommodate the girth of Bucky's dick as he pushed past where his fingers could reach. There was a little discomfort, but it was easily twisted into pleasure when Rumlow imagined how it had to look. When he felt Bucky push forward, he gasped, then let the sound morph into a groan. The scrape of Bucky's teeth against his stubble brought one hand away from his wings to bury in his long hair.
His lips turned up at the request, flexing his thighs to pull Bucky closer, ass pressing back against his hips. A reminder that he wasn't fragile as that cock sank in that much more. God, it was fucking good. Rumlow gave him the moan he wanted, one hand tight in his hair while the other slid over his wing, trying to draw one out in turn.]
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Given his teacher? Rumlow bet he'd get closer than anyone else, if he didn't succeed.
Getting situated on the bed, Rumlow flexed his shoulders to keep himself propped up just how Bucky wanted him. Toes curling in the air, his tail flicked, eyes tracking down to see Bucky taking hold of his dick and putting it right up against his loosened hole. Had to get a little teasing in first, of course, letting the slick head rub against the rim, making Rumlow growl in a little impatience. He was rewarded with a steady press forward, the head sinking in easy. Rumlow's head fell back, swallowing as he felt his whole body shiver at the experience. Fuck, it really had been a while.
Bucky kept going, slow, but unrelenting. The pressure was intense, the way he had to stretch to accommodate the girth of Bucky's dick as he pushed past where his fingers could reach. There was a little discomfort, but it was easily twisted into pleasure when Rumlow imagined how it had to look. When he felt Bucky push forward, he gasped, then let the sound morph into a groan. The scrape of Bucky's teeth against his stubble brought one hand away from his wings to bury in his long hair.
His lips turned up at the request, flexing his thighs to pull Bucky closer, ass pressing back against his hips. A reminder that he wasn't fragile as that cock sank in that much more. God, it was fucking good. Rumlow gave him the moan he wanted, one hand tight in his hair while the other slid over his wing, trying to draw one out in turn.]