He had no choice but to go with the pull of Wilson's arm, easing backwards so he wasn't about to pitch right over the bed that only now with them being so close and holding so tight to each other seemed to fit them. Still, his limbs spilled over the side once he was comfortable, legs bumping and curling around Sam's until he had just curled his feet around the back of his mate's ankles so they were, if possible, even more tangled together.
Rumlow shuddered at the answering buck of hips, the shift of the knot stimulating his body to roll and nestle deeper into Wilson's chest. If he had been posing as an alpha, the width of his shoulders would have made it impossible to tuck in, but he had lost that muscle and became far more lean as an omega so he fit like a glove against his mate's chest.
"Don't want you to stop," he murmured huskily, too deep in heat and stimulated by Wilson's rut to care about the need for anything but what they were currently doing. The electrifying throb of the bond wasn't helping in making him resistant either.
Slowly, he settled and tipped his head forward so the back of his neck was a gentle curved line. "I've survived worse," he murmured, which was definitely true. Survival was what he knew best, and right now, everything was too perfect to see passed the euphoria of the new bond and mating to recognize that he might not be so fine once he could use his brain and not his hormones for thinking. "You feel good. You smell good. Everything is just the way it should be."
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Rumlow shuddered at the answering buck of hips, the shift of the knot stimulating his body to roll and nestle deeper into Wilson's chest. If he had been posing as an alpha, the width of his shoulders would have made it impossible to tuck in, but he had lost that muscle and became far more lean as an omega so he fit like a glove against his mate's chest.
"Don't want you to stop," he murmured huskily, too deep in heat and stimulated by Wilson's rut to care about the need for anything but what they were currently doing. The electrifying throb of the bond wasn't helping in making him resistant either.
Slowly, he settled and tipped his head forward so the back of his neck was a gentle curved line. "I've survived worse," he murmured, which was definitely true. Survival was what he knew best, and right now, everything was too perfect to see passed the euphoria of the new bond and mating to recognize that he might not be so fine once he could use his brain and not his hormones for thinking. "You feel good. You smell good. Everything is just the way it should be."