#rumquin

first move (E) - 1.9k rumlow/ torres

noncon/ rape, drugging, kidnapping, finger sucking, blowjobs, deepthroating, wet & messy, not quite a trash party but we’re gonna get there

They're halfway to Rumlow's shitty, beaten up van when the kid's legs finally give out under him - he hears the weak little whimper and the sound of it is all kinds of familiar to him, it’s sweet enough that his dick twitches with sudden interest against the zipper of his tac gear.

OR: Rumlow drugs Torres, fucks his mouth in an alley.

if you think this is all just to get joaquín chained up in rumlow’s basement for me rumlow to use whenever i he wants, you’d be right!!

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I've had some thoughts about bouncer Brock.

Brock picks up gigs at local clubs as a bouncer as an easy way to make some cash, and he usually gets a free drink or two out of it. Sure, it can be annoying dealing with drunk assholes or kids trying to sneak past him, but it's simple enough.

A fair number of people also flirt with him, usually to get in despite not having ID or already being plastered. But Brock never let's it slide and barely thinks about it.

But then this pretty young man starts showing up, seeming to make it his mission to flirt with Brock at every opportunity. He always dresses to impress too, with body glitter, tight skirts, and tops that are either sheer, cropped or both. He also wears perfectly applied make up and matching jewelry.

He learns his name is Joaquin from his ID.

Brock figures, at first, that Joaquin is just trying to get a rise out of him or doing it on a dare. But he just doesn't quit no matter how professional he is.

And maybe Brock starts to play along, teasing back, enjoying how that cockiness crumbles when the tables are turned.

The problem is then when Joaquin heads in, and Brock can only watch as he attracts every eye in the building. He's the center of attention, and he thrives there.

Brock knows he shouldn't feel jealous when he sees people by him drinks or slide up up him at the bar far closer than necessary. He clenches his teeth so hard as he watches other men grind against him on the dance floor.

But he's not the only one watching. Joaquin glances back at Brock often, as if to taunt him, smirking when he catches his gaze.

Brock is only a man, and he has his limits.

It's a slow night when Brock has enough. Joaquin had been grinding on an older man, practically leering at Brock. The bouncer has enough, grabbing Joaquin and taking him outside to finally touch and kiss him.

Joaquin acts like the cat that got the cream. Turns out, he never left with anyone he flirted with in the club. He only wanted Brock, and it's about time he did something.

But Joaquin isn't coherent for long as Brock releases weeks of frustration, bringing Joaquin home to do with as he pleases , taunting the little slut.

That night ends with Joaquin passes out in Brock's bed but successful all the same.

-🍪 (or Snow)