a stalag truth serum clegan fic, explicit, 8.9k words
chapter 2
โIf you ask me another goddamn question, John, so help me godโโ remembers there are men outside the door, lowers his voice โstop. Stop asking, christ, justโgag me with something.โ The fear has gone wobbly at the edges, unclear. โIโm notโโ โA rag, a shirt, anything, I donโt care, Bucky, just grab somethingโโ โIโm not shoving anything in your goddamn mouth.โ














