[ to-do list ]

[comesfrompain]

1) Put Rogers' head on a spike
2) Take over Hell
3) Unbreak Bucky's dick
4) Buy milk

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[comesfrompain]

He could try to keep up appearances, sit forward so he looks like he's typing away, but it's too good. Sinking back into his seat, Rumlow's hands settle on the arm rests once more, fingers gripping tight. She's got the talent, the way she's got this rhythm down. It's working, dragging him closer and closer with every suck. His breath hitches, switching between watching -- lips wrapped tight around his shaft, slick and shining with spit -- and shutting his eyes, imagining how good she'll look on her hands and knees, fingers hooked in her panties, pulling them aside.

Fuck..!

The imagined sound of her voice crying 'daddy, daddy!' while he pounds her into the bed? That fucking does it. Rumlow's head falls back against his chair, fingers gripping the armrests tight, making them creak. His cock twitches, and Rumlow moans. A few thick ropes fill her mouth and Rumlow pries a hand off the chair, puts it atop her head to keep her there.

Hips shallowly thrusting forward, he finally stops coming, and his body grows lax. Fingers carding through Kenzi's hair, Rumlow's hand slides down. He tips his face back down, looking at her through hooded eyes.

"You've made Daddy very happy, sweetheart," he purrs. "Such a good girl, coming all the way over here just to suck Daddy's cock, make him feel better."

[onteamdyson]

The trick to not choking when a guy holds your head down? Just keep swallowing. Thanks Dory. No, seriously, just keep your tongue down and let that shiz slide down your throat and try not to think about it too much and there will be minimal gagging for all involved. Even when he mildly fucks your face a little. Life hacks!

He could run his fingers through her hair all damn day and he knows it. That little sensation spurs her on to clean him off with her tongue, making sure there's no mess when she tucks his dick back into his underwear.

She scoots forward, pressing further between his thighs and rising up on her knees to smile up at him. She slides her hands up under his shirt because this has been such an incredibly long time for her to go without feeling up his abs, okay? Fucking hardship. Don't deny her. She looks so damn pleased with herself, too.

"I like making you happy, Daddy." And taking away valuable time he could be using to work for this shitty company at the same time. "Your cock tastes so good--" Fuck, she's losing it again. Trying to suppress her laughter, covering her mouth with her arm and pressing her chest against his crotch.

"I'm sorry-- I'm totes getting a leg cramp, Rumlow, holy fuck."