Oct 18, 2025
a stalag truth serum clegan fic, explicit, 8.9k words
chapter 2
“If you ask me another goddamn question, John, so help me god—” remembers there are men outside the door, lowers his voice “stop. Stop asking, christ, just—gag me with something.” The fear has gone wobbly at the edges, unclear. “I’m not—” “A rag, a shirt, anything, I don’t care, Bucky, just grab something—” “I’m not shoving anything in your goddamn mouth.”