The first had been longer, almost a full seven days, and it had been one of those experiences where he had almost clawed at his own skin to get some relief. Whatever SHIELD was going to do to him was nothing compared to the torture of that, not so long after having nothing at all to consider. Suppressants had still been good to him, and he had no regrets about them, even if they did pretty much make him celibate. It allowed him to focus on the job at hand.
He turned his head and watched Sam digging around like the guy knew this place like the glove or something. Like a real member of SHIELD. He eyed Rogers, not understanding the soft distant expression. He and Sam had never communicated, and the only time he had ever reached back down the link was when he was defenseless in sleep.
Rumlow reached out and took the bottle of water and food, raising an eyebrow when he had caught his bond looking at the expiration date. "You didn't really just do that? You know that shit can't actually go bad."
He tore open the package and bite a chuck of it off. It tasted like cardboard with an attempt at flavouring, but he'd practically survived on them. He smirked around his mouthful at the question, leaning closer to Sam and making a show of breathing in the alpha's scent as he swallowed the bit of bar in his mouth.
"Depends, what do you want me to talk about? You know I have a lot to say about nothing, even more about something." He smirked and uncapped his bottle of water to take a drag from it with a sigh.
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He turned his head and watched Sam digging around like the guy knew this place like the glove or something. Like a real member of SHIELD. He eyed Rogers, not understanding the soft distant expression. He and Sam had never communicated, and the only time he had ever reached back down the link was when he was defenseless in sleep.
Rumlow reached out and took the bottle of water and food, raising an eyebrow when he had caught his bond looking at the expiration date. "You didn't really just do that? You know that shit can't actually go bad."
He tore open the package and bite a chuck of it off. It tasted like cardboard with an attempt at flavouring, but he'd practically survived on them. He smirked around his mouthful at the question, leaning closer to Sam and making a show of breathing in the alpha's scent as he swallowed the bit of bar in his mouth.
"Depends, what do you want me to talk about? You know I have a lot to say about nothing, even more about something." He smirked and uncapped his bottle of water to take a drag from it with a sigh.