[ Steve's whole body jerks at the twist and stroke of Rumlow's rough fingers over his nipple, like it's a direct button that drives fire down to his belly, straight to his cock. The quicker motion feels better, too; it's no surprise Rumlow's good at reading him. He was good at reading people before, the bond helps. ]
That's not what I, mmn, meant. [ Another shift, and Steve drags their hands down between his thighs, squeezing at his balls a moment before shifting back up. ] I meant- on my face. [ No, he needs to say it or Rumlow's going to give him endless shit. ] Coming on my face.
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[ Steve's whole body jerks at the twist and stroke of Rumlow's rough fingers over his nipple, like it's a direct button that drives fire down to his belly, straight to his cock. The quicker motion feels better, too; it's no surprise Rumlow's good at reading him. He was good at reading people before, the bond helps. ]
That's not what I, mmn, meant. [ Another shift, and Steve drags their hands down between his thighs, squeezing at his balls a moment before shifting back up. ] I meant- on my face. [ No, he needs to say it or Rumlow's going to give him endless shit. ] Coming on my face.