[The Soldier followed Rumlow inside, closing the door quietly and resetting the lock. The blinds had been closed from his commander's last shift, no doubt for the air of privacy that came with the need to torture demons now and again wherever it was that Rumlow felt comfortable.
He itched to be close, but instead, he moved quietly and slowly closer until he was directly behind Rumlow. He leaned in, able to smell the man with a caress of his nose up the back of Rumlow's neck and then snapped his hands out to grab his commander and force Rumlow down onto the desk where he could just lay on the man.]
I needed to see you. Don't be angry. [He didn't care what it looked like; he was kissing and sucking on the back of Rumlow's neck, grinding himself with a desperate eagerness.]
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Date: 2017-01-03 04:44 am (UTC)He itched to be close, but instead, he moved quietly and slowly closer until he was directly behind Rumlow. He leaned in, able to smell the man with a caress of his nose up the back of Rumlow's neck and then snapped his hands out to grab his commander and force Rumlow down onto the desk where he could just lay on the man.]
I needed to see you. Don't be angry. [He didn't care what it looked like; he was kissing and sucking on the back of Rumlow's neck, grinding himself with a desperate eagerness.]