Date: 2017-01-03 05:44 am (UTC)
disassembling: (WS - srs busnis)
[His head was forced to move with the pull or risk losing some hair to Rumlow's grip, but the burn to his scalp was only encouraging as he smacked his groin into his commander's ass harder All those frustrations and the scattered distracting thoughts were put to ease, ordered out of disarrayed fantasies that were now a reality that he was living.

He carefully avoided Rumlow's horns right now, giving a sharper pull to his commander's thick hair and he only pressed his chest harder to Rumlow's back so the man couldn't escape him. He had worked hard for this, and he had taken a risk to make it happen.]


How much I wanted your body under mine. I wanted to hear you swear and groan. [He was whispering that in Rumlow's ear, his deep voice dipping with the rising excitement of the moment.]

Are you going to send me away?
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