Date: 2017-01-03 05:30 am (UTC)
comesfrompain: (conked out)
Fuck.

[Rumlow growled out, still pinned against the desk. So this was his reward for finally break Bucky of his programming, he thought. Fucking him as often as he had since their momentous date wasn't enough, apparently. Rumlow wasn't complaining, even if he was pretty sure he was gonna have a bruise on his hips, the way Bucky was grinding him into the desk. He pulled at Bucky's hair, groaning as his own was toyed with in turn.

He lifted his body as best he could, trying to let Bucky's roaming hand find whatever it was looking for. Pressed his ass back against him more, but Hell. How was that a problem?]


What were you thinking?

[He asked, feeling his own body get hot. Wouldn't be the first time he'd be getting off in his office.]
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