[Rumlow muttered, half to himself. This was less a time for critical thought, it seemed. It was tough, anyway, when Bucky was pulling his hair, bruising at his thigh, teeth sinking into his ear. The pain shot through him, culminating in a molten heat that swelled in his cock. It was all to easy to picture Bucky gagging him -- with a swathe of cloth, perhaps, leaving him to moan ragged into the fabric.
Fuck, he thought again as the hard line of Bucky's dick pressed against him. Rumlow snaked a hand back to reach for him, fingers catching on Bucky's pants and tugging forward. He swallowed again, halfway through a moan, as if to spite Bucky's thought of silencing him.]
Well, you fuckin' got me... what're you gonna do with me?
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Date: 2017-01-03 03:24 pm (UTC)[Rumlow muttered, half to himself. This was less a time for critical thought, it seemed. It was tough, anyway, when Bucky was pulling his hair, bruising at his thigh, teeth sinking into his ear. The pain shot through him, culminating in a molten heat that swelled in his cock. It was all to easy to picture Bucky gagging him -- with a swathe of cloth, perhaps, leaving him to moan ragged into the fabric.
Fuck, he thought again as the hard line of Bucky's dick pressed against him. Rumlow snaked a hand back to reach for him, fingers catching on Bucky's pants and tugging forward. He swallowed again, halfway through a moan, as if to spite Bucky's thought of silencing him.]
Well, you fuckin' got me... what're you gonna do with me?