infligere: (To carry on)
Brock Rumlow ([personal profile] infligere) wrote in [community profile] spaces_between 2015-04-04 03:09 am (UTC)

He growled at the returned barb, but that was about as coherent as he could manage as Sam slipped inside of him. He exhaled violently as if the wind had been knocked out of him, but it felt so overwhelmingly good that there was little else he could do. The first thrust was like leaving his body, the second was like hitting heaven and everything after that was a blur of the most intense pleasure he had ever felt.

His arms tightened, drawing Sam in and thrusting harder against his bond at the teasing nips and licks and sucking on his neck. The assurance of a lack of bite warred inside of him, the logical part of himself pleased but the rest demanded the full score of their bond to be shoved to every single corner of his body. He drove himself against Wilson like he was waging war on his bond, but he was pinned to the wall with nowhere to go and no reason to go anywhere else.

His nails dragged down his bond's back as he sucked a dark hickey into Wilson's neck in return, groaning and overheating and desperate for more. It had never been this intense before, never so filling, never so intense as to make him not care who the hell was probably watching.

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