[ He was used to cursing - the guys in the military always did, he was used to some vulgar language, but he didn't ever take to it much or find it particularly tasteful. That said, hearing Rumlow say those things - hearing his voice low and rough like that, well, that's a turn on all on its own.
Of all the things he expects, being jerked off of the cock isn't one of them. Steve sputters, swallowing hard once his mouth is clear and opens it to ask him what the hell he wants, only for him to get a mouth and face full of the mess. For a moment, he can't even believe what the hell just happened, but it clicks into place all too soon and he jerks back, wiping his face off and spitting into Rumlow's discarded sweatpants. It's not even offensive so much as it is infuriating, because he knows, he knows what he's doing, but he's not going to fucking deal with it. The sweatpants get thrown at Rumlow's face and Steve jerks away to go find his own clothing, his own erection forgotten. ]
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Of all the things he expects, being jerked off of the cock isn't one of them. Steve sputters, swallowing hard once his mouth is clear and opens it to ask him what the hell he wants, only for him to get a mouth and face full of the mess. For a moment, he can't even believe what the hell just happened, but it clicks into place all too soon and he jerks back, wiping his face off and spitting into Rumlow's discarded sweatpants. It's not even offensive so much as it is infuriating, because he knows, he knows what he's doing, but he's not going to fucking deal with it. The sweatpants get thrown at Rumlow's face and Steve jerks away to go find his own clothing, his own erection forgotten. ]