What little movement they could accomplish was simultaneously too much and not enough. Rumlow rocked and Sam moaned, pushing up with his hips though there was no more space between them. His hands clenched at the hiss, the implication that they were destined for this he didn't think Rumlow would ever breath if they weren't both driven out of their minds by heat and rut and the sheer intense perfection of finally giving into it.
The way Rumlow arched was fucking sinful and he couldn't tear his eyes away even when they threatened to shut.
"Didn't miss." He dragged the rake of his nails down Rumlow's chest and stomach since he'd appeared to like that well enough and wrapped one of his hands around the sticking heat of Rumlow's cock, stroking him with tight firm pumps which echoed the possessive growls building in his chest. He'd barely touched him here and still he'd fucked him all the wa y to the messy orgasm of which he was smearing with each pass of his hand.
That came with a strange sense of power and pulled on the desire to finish their half-started bond because he wasn't letting this omega go. He shouldn't leave anything to chance though it already was clear there was little possibility of the bond unraveling for them.
"Or are you changing your tune?" He felt his knot begin to ease down, allowing him to buck and actually shift inside of Rumlow's tight body. God, as soon as he could move more he was going to breed him again. The buck was a promise of that and this restless hold they were stuck in sweet torture until he could follow up.
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The way Rumlow arched was fucking sinful and he couldn't tear his eyes away even when they threatened to shut.
"Didn't miss." He dragged the rake of his nails down Rumlow's chest and stomach since he'd appeared to like that well enough and wrapped one of his hands around the sticking heat of Rumlow's cock, stroking him with tight firm pumps which echoed the possessive growls building in his chest. He'd barely touched him here and still he'd fucked him all the wa y to the messy orgasm of which he was smearing with each pass of his hand.
That came with a strange sense of power and pulled on the desire to finish their half-started bond because he wasn't letting this omega go. He shouldn't leave anything to chance though it already was clear there was little possibility of the bond unraveling for them.
"Or are you changing your tune?" He felt his knot begin to ease down, allowing him to buck and actually shift inside of Rumlow's tight body. God, as soon as he could move more he was going to breed him again. The buck was a promise of that and this restless hold they were stuck in sweet torture until he could follow up.