[God it wasn't fair, Rumlow thought. None of this was fair. Not the way Bucky mercilessly offered Rumlow a taste of his own medicine, nor the way he pinched at his tits, making him arch in pleasured pain. And definitely not when the inexorable grip of his metal hand tightened around his dick and denied him a chance at orgasm. He had been so fucking close, and now his mind was a mass of electric impulses, nothing coherent beyond the reach for climax.
He raked his nails over Bucky in his desperation, growling with his lip curled feral. His thighs flexed, dragging Bucky closer, staring up at him, eyes nearly black the way his pupils had blown. His ass felt so fucking full, and his body was a storm of sensation the way Bucky kept torturing his prostate with every thrust. It was definitely too much, kept him teetering at the edge. His cock dribbled what it could, spilling over the back of Bucky's metal knuckles. God, he couldn't imagine the load he'd release when he was finally allowed to come.]
Wanna feel you come inside me...
[He hissed, trying to distract away from having to beg. It wasn't that he didn't want to give Bucky the satisfaction -- Rumlow was just stubborn. Even if it would let him come and fuck he wanted that so damn bad. He was barely holding on, the words trying to escape against his will. Fuck.]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2017-04-23 03:06 pm (UTC)He raked his nails over Bucky in his desperation, growling with his lip curled feral. His thighs flexed, dragging Bucky closer, staring up at him, eyes nearly black the way his pupils had blown. His ass felt so fucking full, and his body was a storm of sensation the way Bucky kept torturing his prostate with every thrust. It was definitely too much, kept him teetering at the edge. His cock dribbled what it could, spilling over the back of Bucky's metal knuckles. God, he couldn't imagine the load he'd release when he was finally allowed to come.]
Wanna feel you come inside me...
[He hissed, trying to distract away from having to beg. It wasn't that he didn't want to give Bucky the satisfaction -- Rumlow was just stubborn. Even if it would let him come and fuck he wanted that so damn bad. He was barely holding on, the words trying to escape against his will. Fuck.]
Bucky, c'mon... make me yours.