Date: 2016-11-02 08:41 pm (UTC)
comesfrompain: (right fucking there)
He could try to keep up appearances, sit forward so he looks like he's typing away, but it's too good. Sinking back into his seat, Rumlow's hands settle on the arm rests once more, fingers gripping tight. She's got the talent, the way she's got this rhythm down. It's working, dragging him closer and closer with every suck. His breath hitches, switching between watching -- lips wrapped tight around his shaft, slick and shining with spit -- and shutting his eyes, imagining how good she'll look on her hands and knees, fingers hooked in her panties, pulling them aside.

Fuck..!

The imagined sound of her voice crying 'daddy, daddy!' while he pounds her into the bed? That fucking does it. Rumlow's head falls back against his chair, fingers gripping the armrests tight, making them creak. His cock twitches, and Rumlow moans. A few thick ropes fill her mouth and Rumlow pries a hand off the chair, puts it atop her head to keep her there.

Hips shallowly thrusting forward, he finally stops coming, and his body grows lax. Fingers carding through Kenzi's hair, Rumlow's hand slides down. He tips his face back down, looking at her through hooded eyes.

"You've made Daddy very happy, sweetheart," he purrs. "Such a good girl, coming all the way over here just to suck Daddy's cock, make him feel better."
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