Rumlow does love getting his cock worshipped, but oddly enough he only makes time for the Soldier anymore. In a weird, sick way, they've been each other's one and only for a while now. In the past he used to get sucked off by anyone, all the time, but it was with disinterest, rushing to get to his release. That's all he really wanted to feel.

With his Soldier it's different. With James, he wants to take his time.

His head is tilted, eyes cast downward, watching James' plump, reddened lips teasing at his hardening shaft. He groans as it starts filling out against James' face while the other man is so eager to kiss and suckle at it. Rumlow doesn't rush it. He doesn't grab a fist full of James' hair to force his mouth around his cock. He lets James decide what he wants to do and how to do it, because that's the most exhilarating thing right now. It breathes new life into what they've got going on.

"Yeah, that's right. Show me exactly what that pretty mouth'a yours can do." He only says it because James is already doing it on his own, and doing a damn good job of it too.