The irritation found him in the bond, and he groaned in pleasure to respond to it. He could never stop being himself, and right now, there was no pressing need to be overly cruel to Wilson, just crass. If anything, he might have even been considered playful in that horrible HYDRA way.

He huffed a noise, arching and clawing at Sam to get the alpha closer to him. "Don't forget I wiped the floor with you the last time we fought," he pointed out before nipping at the scent gland at Wilson's neck, the threat of teeth even as the opportunity to bite was stolen as Sam hiked him right off the floor, his shoulders still rammed against the wall.

He stilled at the torturous tease, biting his lower lip again as he grunted frustration, but then just breathes a noise from his throat as Wilson filled him, his muscles putting up initial resistance and then giving way around the thick girth angling inside of him. His hips were the only thing he could move with his legs pinned as they were, and he instinctively offered his neck, ragged breathe between clenched teeth as the bond was just a flood gate of sensation passing between them. "...harder..." he hissed, even if they hadn't even started, but he wanted more.