Rumlow knows he's a bad person- even if he believes HYDRA is not a bad organization. He believes in the cause and their mission- a new world order he can get behind. That's not the thing that makes him a bad person. The Soldier is. His lack of guilt is. The fact that he sees those tears shining in James's eyes as he chokes and gags on his length, and his cock pulses hard in the other man's mouth.

With James, he's starting to realize, it's both so much harder- and yet easier in this way. There are more emotions, more reactions- that makes it difficult to navigate. But then there's also this willingness that James possesses- his need and want to prove himself, to show how much he wants his handler, how good he is. And god, is he fucking good.

Rumlow moans when James pinches his nipple harder, but does nothing else to free himself from the force of his cock being jammed down his throat.

When he finally lets up, Rumlow smirks somewhat proudly, pulling James's head off of his cock completely, letting it bounce against his face as the other man catches his breath. "Goddamn gorgeous," he remarks, and when he feels like enough air has been sucked back into James's lungs, he thrusts his cock back into his mouth and picks up a steady pace, fucking his face slowly, nice and deep. "This is how you like it, huh. I know you do, sweetheart."