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Revived?

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Zombies

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He startled with the answer, brows furrowing as Steve looked to Brock in surprise. But when he caught the brunet’s expression he couldn’t help but purse his lips in a displeased pout; how very like the man next to him to make too light of a terrible situation. It obviously didn’t matter to Rumlow just how many good men and women had died in Steve’s efforts.

Just that he continue to be as big a pain in the ass as possible. Steve would just have to deal with it.

“I’m sure I’ll figure it out on my own, Rumlow. Provided it does actually slow ‘em down, and we’re not walking into an uncomfortable death trap.” He hadn’t seen the effects yet, having avoided the cold almost as much as he had the larger cities. Steve didn’t know and didn’t care yet if that had been the smart or stupid thing to do.

“Well, the salt flats is another option, but it’s further away at this point, and not exactly any kind of hospitable for us either.” Brock glanced through his windshield before carefully turning a corner. The highway was close, but might be clogged and he didn’t want to get blocked in. “Most of the rumors is that they can’t move once they dry up, or freeze, and then they die. At this point I’m more concerned about ravagers than zombies.”

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 The asset let out a gasp and a low aching groan that was barely loud enough for either of them to hear. Being pushed up against the wall by this alpha felt *Good*. So good in fact that he reached out with both hands to surprisingly gently take hold of his hips and invite him in closer. It was less of a demand and more of a tug from his fingertips, as if asking for more.

As soon as he felt hte teeth graze his neck, his mouth fell open and he let out a stuttering “Ah–Ah– Ah—” Sound~ Something akin to a breathy stammer of desire. Did he care if anyone saw them or heard them? Not even a little bit. IF anything, any looks he got just made him make louder noise– He got some sort of sick sense of pleasure about this alpha making a show of marking him and staking his rightful claim. “Yes— Please~”

Brock shuddered. He’d never gotten this close to taking a mate before. Not even all that tempted. He wanted to hear it again. He groaned and grazed Winter’s skin with his teeth. “Say it again, little one. Tell me what you want?” His voice was a low growl. 

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“It’s a conditional freedom…” Brock rubbed the back of his neck, where the control chip was implanted. “I have to do that dirty dozen like work for the government. But as long as I’m a good boy, I get to stay with you, and make money… all that stuff.”

Her smile grew. She had been looking forward to seeing him again, but this made the day so much better. “Babe, that’s fantastic. Are they letting you out today?”

“Kind of... I have to stay where they say stay. It ain’t prison though. It’s an apartment. With a bedroom.” He smiled widely to cover up his pain and embarrassment. He was a dog on a chain again, but this time he didn’t pick his owner.

Soulmates

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I don’t want to go to sleep.

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