This line of questioning made him shift ever closer, rocking on the balls of his feet to move in until he was crouched right next to Steve. There was so much laid out in front of him to pick from that it was hard to control his enthusiasm to gather up and store away such vulnerability. It was beautiful; this suffering gave the illusion of arousal and so he basked in it. It was all he could do not to lick his lips in anticipation.
"No, you're a symbol, and those need to live on," he said softly, his voice losing the cold hard edge that it normally had when he spoke. "Hydra doesn't deserve you or your death."
He shifted to rest his arms across his knees, peering at the other man, enjoying this talk more than he would have thought. It was delicious. "Your belief system came before you were Captain America. Don't forget it, and you will prevail as you always have."
He leaned forward intently as if he had been waiting for that very question. His hands shifted out to catch him on Steve's knees and they were almost nose-to-nose. "I will kill for you. I will protect you from shadows and light alike. I will be your rock so that you can be the symbol that you are."
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"No, you're a symbol, and those need to live on," he said softly, his voice losing the cold hard edge that it normally had when he spoke. "Hydra doesn't deserve you or your death."
He shifted to rest his arms across his knees, peering at the other man, enjoying this talk more than he would have thought. It was delicious. "Your belief system came before you were Captain America. Don't forget it, and you will prevail as you always have."
He leaned forward intently as if he had been waiting for that very question. His hands shifted out to catch him on Steve's knees and they were almost nose-to-nose. "I will kill for you. I will protect you from shadows and light alike. I will be your rock so that you can be the symbol that you are."