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[ meme: wrestling ] helplessxwithoutxme
With a kick aimed at swiping Rumlow's feet from under him, and a hard shove, Steve pushed the other man to the ground, going down with him to keep him pinned. His victorious grin fell, however, when their hips pressed together, his lips changing into a surprised 'O' instead. His grip holding Rumlow's wrists slackened, but didn't move off of him. "...Got the blood pumping?"
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Somehow our characters get into a playful wrestling match. Send me a △ and my character will react to feeling yours has become... excited.
Put two hormonal soldier fighting and there would be something to hit back. When Clint was holding him by the waist, an arm gripping his shoulders while the other kept him tightly pressed against his body, he could feel, by the unknown pressure leaning to his hand, that the other was becoming excited. Or at least that so many contact was making him hard.
And he couldn't help it.
He laughed."Is this bringing you memories or...? You're just not used to contact?"
+3
"Sorry was this s'posed to be yours?"
helplessxwithoutxme replied to your post:That shipping whore of mine wants Clint to be the...
(GIMME! THE! THING!)
*gives the thing* how do you wnt to make it XD
helplessxwithoutxme replied to your post:this dude makes steve’s heart go a little sqishy...
(….. wut?)
oops...hi :)
"You shot me!"
"It was an accident!"
//Ugh just watching this makes me think about what if something like this happened and it was Brock running through the emergency room trying to find Bucky (Or Vice Versa) SKLDFJLSKDJ OW MY HEART
Sarah took a moment, flipping through her phone before she settled on Brock's phone number. She tapped it, bringing her phone to her ear as it rang. Once it picked up, she grinned a little. "Hi Brock, it's Sarah. I made too much soup for supper and it just doesn't warm up well. I was wondering if you'd join me for dinner."
