Date: 2017-01-03 03:30 pm (UTC)
disassembling: (WS - Peek-a-boo)
And here I'm breaking them... and you aren't sending me away for it either.

[He pressed his chest harder to Rumlow's shoulders but relented with the pressure of his hips digging his commander's ass and banging those hips on the desk edge. He worked his right hand up in the space, palming Rumlow once before making good on his skills to be able to open many things one-handed. In this case, it was Rumlow's pants.]

Anything I want to, and you're going to enjoy it.

[Because it seemed that any overt affection or even desperation on his part was a turn on for Rumlow, so he was going to use it to his advantage as he shoved his commander's pants down with one hand, and remove his own necktie with the other, balling it up with full intention of gagging his commander.]
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