[Bucky wasn't wrong, but the intent behind the lie was more important. It wasn't like he'd actually planned on sabotaging him or anything. Rumlow could forgive him. Would forgive him. Hell, he already had.
He groaned when Bucky moved though, getting back on his feet and pressing Rumlow's cock in deep with the movement. His eyes fluttered closed, letting out a slow moan. He ducked his head and kissed Bucky's neck, nibbling gently. His shirt was probably getting the brunt of the mess, but he had a spare, thankfully. Getting stained up was pretty common on his shifts with punishment, considering.
Rumlow lifted his clean hand up to run through Bucky's feathers, stroking his wings with obvious affection.]
It's fine, Bucky. And if you want. Might have to get a little more creative though. Or, y'know. Just ask.
[His wings shifted and pressed to Rumlow's chest, unable to fold at present given that he was pressing himself back against his commander. His fingers rubbed and scratched the back of Rumlow's neck, all affection and simply savouring the closeness that they currently had as all the sensations settled back down and the pleasure ebbed back to a manageable level. The nibbling certainly didn't help his concentration and intentions to leave.
His wing and then shoulders shuddered with the touch, and he sighed as he turned his head.]
No, I thoroughly enjoyed the look on your face when you realized my ruse. I want to see it again.
[He glanced towards the door of the office and shifted his weight.]
I should go. The longer I'm here, the more likely someone is going to suspect.
[Well, Rumlow couldn't really blame Bucky for that one. He was sure he had looked pretty damn surprised. Being slammed onto a desk wasn't a typical day at work, despite being in Hell.
Rumlow hummed a note and gave Bucky one more nip, rough enough to leave a mark. For a little while at least. He wasn't going to be the only one looking claimed.]
I'm sure you'll figure out something, sweetheart. [He shifted with Bucky and, reluctantly, pulled out, the cooler air on his cock making him shiver. Stepping back, he grabbed at his pants, pulling them up along with his underwear, tucking himself back inside before doing up the zip. He shrugged out of his coat and glanced down to check if his shirt was as soiled as he thought it would be.] Let me fix you up a little first.
[Rumlow said, smacking Bucky's ass lightly to get him to turn around.]
[The Soldier definitely would. The world of possibilities was endless, and he had just stumbled on the fact that he could do anything that he wanted. Rumlow didn't seem to mind at all given how things had ended, so that meant that he was free to explore his creative side as long as no one was hurt and inanimate objects weren't too destroyed in the process.
He shivered and stepped forward with the slap to his ass, pulling his wings back into his shoulders with a sickening wet sound before he turned around and began to pull up his own underwear. He was surprisingly clean as he pulled up his underwear then pants and reached beyond Rumlow to snatch the man's coat.
He leaned in, kissing Rumlow's lips.]
I left you a gift in your desk drawer. Have a good shift, handsome.
[Taking Rumlow's coat to hide his ruined shirt, he ghosted from the office and was gone.]
[Blinking as he was kissed, Rumlow wondered how Bucky wasn't more of a mess and then -- A gift? He was so caught in the thought of what that meant that he didn't even think about Bucky stealing his jacket. He sort of stared after him as he left, jacket covering most of the tatters of his shirt.]
Thanks..?
[And then, once Bucky was gone, started checking his drawers. One, in particular, was partially open. He looked inside.]
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Date: 2017-01-09 07:36 pm (UTC)He groaned when Bucky moved though, getting back on his feet and pressing Rumlow's cock in deep with the movement. His eyes fluttered closed, letting out a slow moan. He ducked his head and kissed Bucky's neck, nibbling gently. His shirt was probably getting the brunt of the mess, but he had a spare, thankfully. Getting stained up was pretty common on his shifts with punishment, considering.
Rumlow lifted his clean hand up to run through Bucky's feathers, stroking his wings with obvious affection.]
It's fine, Bucky. And if you want. Might have to get a little more creative though. Or, y'know. Just ask.
[Rumlow chuckled.]
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Date: 2017-01-09 07:45 pm (UTC)His wing and then shoulders shuddered with the touch, and he sighed as he turned his head.]
No, I thoroughly enjoyed the look on your face when you realized my ruse. I want to see it again.
[He glanced towards the door of the office and shifted his weight.]
I should go. The longer I'm here, the more likely someone is going to suspect.
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Date: 2017-01-09 07:58 pm (UTC)Rumlow hummed a note and gave Bucky one more nip, rough enough to leave a mark. For a little while at least. He wasn't going to be the only one looking claimed.]
I'm sure you'll figure out something, sweetheart. [He shifted with Bucky and, reluctantly, pulled out, the cooler air on his cock making him shiver. Stepping back, he grabbed at his pants, pulling them up along with his underwear, tucking himself back inside before doing up the zip. He shrugged out of his coat and glanced down to check if his shirt was as soiled as he thought it would be.] Let me fix you up a little first.
[Rumlow said, smacking Bucky's ass lightly to get him to turn around.]
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Date: 2017-01-09 08:07 pm (UTC)He shivered and stepped forward with the slap to his ass, pulling his wings back into his shoulders with a sickening wet sound before he turned around and began to pull up his own underwear. He was surprisingly clean as he pulled up his underwear then pants and reached beyond Rumlow to snatch the man's coat.
He leaned in, kissing Rumlow's lips.]
I left you a gift in your desk drawer. Have a good shift, handsome.
[Taking Rumlow's coat to hide his ruined shirt, he ghosted from the office and was gone.]
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Date: 2017-01-09 08:14 pm (UTC)Thanks..?
[And then, once Bucky was gone, started checking his drawers. One, in particular, was partially open. He looked inside.]
God dammit Bucky...