Commander Rumlow
The Asset knew he was ‘pleased to see him’, as he’d heard the others use the term, yet did nothing about it, welcoming the burning feeling in his gut even if it was a little torturous. He gazed at the man, his need to please him harder when he mentioned that he hated hurting him.
He seemed to be the only one having that thought.He shook his head in response to the question, bright blue eyes warm in a THANKFUL gaze he addressed to the handler. His hand dropped from the other’s jaw, tips of fingers tingling before he w r a p p e d his fingers around Brock’s cock, gently stroking not to cause pain, thumb brushing over the tip as his bionic hand settled against the door by Brock’s head to keep steady, eyes cast down on what he was doing, knowing he edged himself closer to the commander
on purpose, feeling his own groin tense at the sight.
Winterbones - “Order through pain sweetheart…”
sorry.. I’m trash…can’t help it
