A promise or a mission - Stucky story (moderate smut)

Brock's way

creepy  BrockxWinter Soldier smut in this chapter but do not worry Stucky fans, it will get better

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"Then wipe him and start over."

Winter's breathing sped up as the chair held him down.

No No No

The man! I knew him. I know him.

A train. His face, his eyes!

There was something we had got to do...

He was reaching out. 

I fell.

Pain, fear...

There was something!

The machine came around his head and the mind-splitting pain began.

His mind screamed

NO!

Who was he?! S- S- St- Stee?

What did he say to me?

Bucky?

Was that it?

The pain intensified and he found the images of the man fading.

NO! REMEMBER! 

DON'T FORGET THE MAN!

WHERE DID I SEE HIM?

Winter screamed and sobbed as he felt his mind slipping away.

And then The Winter Soldier went quiet.

He was released from the chair.

Armed men came and ordered him to go with them.

Higher rank men. He was obliged to obey them.

He was put into a room with a carpeted floor. It smelt off, that carpet- this room even. It was only ever used for one thing. 

Winter wasn't stupid, he knew why he was here.

The door opened and Brock Rumlow entered.

The door was shut and locked by more armed men who stood guard outside.

Brock stood facing the Winter Soldier.

He looked too tempting like this- waiting for his first order. Brock knew like the others that the best time to visit Winter was fresh from wiping.

Brock smirked and said

"Order 28A, Winter. You will call me Sir until I say otherwise"

"Yes, Sir" Growled Winter.

"Good. Undo my boots, Winter."

Winter knelt down and did so.

"Up."

Winter stood before him.

"Good boy"

Brock sunk to his knees before Winter, slowly undoing his boot laces.

Then Brock placed his mouth over Winter's crotch and sucked wetly through the fabric of his pants.

Winter grew harder but made no sound. This was what he was here for. He would only make a noise when commanded.

"Moan for me."

Winter let out a low moan in the back of his throat which was sore for some reason.