[ He still wants to wipe his face off with something not a pair of sweat pants, but he'll deal with this for the time being. Rumlow hadn't had any issue coming on his face; he could fucking deal if Steve's mouth tasted like his dick. ]
I don't know what you consider creative.
[ You're the dude with all the experience here, pal. Steve's fooled around some, but not enough to claim more knowledge than the basics. He purses his lips a little bit and shifts, turning around so he can curl a hand around Rumlow's cock in return, shifting until they're pressed together and he can grind their dicks against each other. ]
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I don't know what you consider creative.
[ You're the dude with all the experience here, pal. Steve's fooled around some, but not enough to claim more knowledge than the basics. He purses his lips a little bit and shifts, turning around so he can curl a hand around Rumlow's cock in return, shifting until they're pressed together and he can grind their dicks against each other. ]