Yes, I didn't have value as a person back then. I was solely a well-tuned weapon. [And no one was a lover to their weapon. Or at least they shouldn't be as far as he knew. It was incredibly dangerous.

But the answer was there enough that he garnered that Rumlow might want to have bedded him like he did with Chase, but it wouldn't particularly be anything other than a conquest. It would have been an act to cross off a goal or a list, and back then, he knew that he was unpredictable when handlers abused their power. He also wasn't often awake long enough to make a conquest of.]

And he is eighteen. I am approximately five-point-two times his senior. [His shoulders shivered at the pass of that hand over the wounds, always so sensitive. They were getting more so which each day he had noted.] I need to give you anything you wanted, but now... I find myself distracted from that goal. Like I should only do so when I can perform at the highest integrity.