Chapter 1
"Sorry, I was just fascinated by this. I don't know what to call it but this part seems to be important. Who is Nakajima?" Zemo watched as James lunged at him from his seat across the aisle. His cock jumped as he felt the cool metal tighten around his neck. Now was NOT the time to get a boner, not when he's surrounded by Sam Wilson and James Barnes, both of which hate him. He nodded as he heard James stop talking, not even processing the words. Blood was pumping in his ears and in his cock. He couldn't think straight. He took a deep breath and apologized, "I understand that list of names. People you've wronged as the Winter Soldier."
As Sam and James talked, Zemo pressed the heel of his palm into his erection to try to lessen the strain. That damned metal arm will be the death of him one way or another, he would prefer it to be amazing sex with the hand wrapped around his throat but he would take whatever he could get.
As the conversation died down, Zemo excused himself to the plane's bathroom. He kept his body slightly bent while standing and passing by the other men in an attempt at hiding the bulge in his pants. He let out a shuddering sigh that turned into a whimper as he felt his cock pulse and dig into the zipper of his pants. He shoved three fingers into his mouth as he palmed himself, trying and mostly succeeding in keeping quiet. He imagines James behind him, holding him in place by his neck with his metal arm and nearly came. He pulled his hand off his bulge and let out a moan as he felt himself throbbing. He quickly pulled himself out of his pants before he came in them like a teenager. Its ironic how James has this much control over him. He loves it. He can imagine submitting to James, following his orders and doing anything to please him. He stroked himself while thinking of all the ways he could please James, thinking about James choking him , thinking about James fucking him. He let out whimpers as he finally came.
He acted as normal as he could as he left the bathroom. As he took his seat, he notice James had a smirk on his face. Good god. James heard it all. A blush rose from his neck and covered his face. He stared out the window acting as if the thought of James hearing it all didn't make him hard again. He heard james chuckle and felt him finally look away. Zemo let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding.
James will definitely be the death of him.