The moment that any talk of recording this came up, the mood would have been ruined. Steve didn't really get anything out of the idea of watching himself unraveling like this, and while it might be entertaining to some, he'd had enough of others getting a kick out of watching him. That didn't change because it was something more private. Even if it had been kept between the two of them, he wasn't interested.
So it was a good thing that Rumlow didn't suggest that. The wink that he came out with was a lot more appealing. It occurred to Steve that it was the sort of cocky action that probably would have annoyed him at some point, but somewhere along the way he'd come to find it endearing. He didn't know what to make of that, and he didn't want to think too hard on what it meant.
All he wanted to do right now was get off, as quickly as humanly possible, and so the palming was a step in the right direction. Steve grunted and leaned both of his elbows on the counter behind him, taking some of the weight off of himself as he spread his legs to make himself more accessible.
While Steve wouldn't have minded doing this quick and quiet, he found that he was fine with some talking and taunting too. "Tell me," he said, almost a demand, eyes fluttering closed when Rumlow leaned in to suck at his throat. It would leave a mark, he thought, but that mark would be gone by the time that morning came and so Steve didn't have to worry about trying to cover it up. So he allowed it, groaning at the sensation of Rumlow's teeth grazing over his sensitive skin.
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So it was a good thing that Rumlow didn't suggest that. The wink that he came out with was a lot more appealing. It occurred to Steve that it was the sort of cocky action that probably would have annoyed him at some point, but somewhere along the way he'd come to find it endearing. He didn't know what to make of that, and he didn't want to think too hard on what it meant.
All he wanted to do right now was get off, as quickly as humanly possible, and so the palming was a step in the right direction. Steve grunted and leaned both of his elbows on the counter behind him, taking some of the weight off of himself as he spread his legs to make himself more accessible.
While Steve wouldn't have minded doing this quick and quiet, he found that he was fine with some talking and taunting too. "Tell me," he said, almost a demand, eyes fluttering closed when Rumlow leaned in to suck at his throat. It would leave a mark, he thought, but that mark would be gone by the time that morning came and so Steve didn't have to worry about trying to cover it up. So he allowed it, groaning at the sensation of Rumlow's teeth grazing over his sensitive skin.