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Madness my dear is lovely in the right hands... Part 1 (Sinners Prayer)

Mafia!Stucky x POC Escort!Reader “Sin”

Wordcount: 3405

Summary:

Purgatory (pur·ga·to·rt /ˈpərɡəˌtôrē/): noun. (in Roman Catholic doctrine) a place or state of suffering inhabited by the souls of sinners who are expiating their sins before going to heaven. One month. 4 long weeks. 30 drawn out days of Steve atoning for his misdoings to his beloved partners.

Warnings:

Light Angst, Smut, Teasing, Established Relationship, Alternate Universe, Escort Service, Sexting, Texting, Punishment, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Sex Positive, Multiple Sex Positions, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Sex Tapes, Mafia AU, Threesome - F/F/M, Bisexual Steve Rogers, Bisexual Bucky Barnes, Bucky Barnes's Metal Arm, Polyamory, Open Relationships

Notes:

I had to split this installment up into two parts because the ending was getting too long. (And it's still not finished yet 😑) But have no fear. This part is still a very dirty ride! Happy Reading!

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Week 1:

The room is filled with the sweet sounds of labored breath, moans, groans, whines, loving words tossed in between pleads and words drenched in filth. A perfume of sweat and arousal permeates the humid air as the two bodies writhe, connecting flesh to flesh over and over again on the mattress.

An act of devotion Steve is currently not invited to partake in. Instead he finds himself sitting in an armchair placed directly in front of the bed; only allowed to observe his partners make passionate love to each other.

"Fuck, Bucky. Right there. Oh God right there!" You cry out.

"I got you, babygirl. Don't worry. I can feel your greedy little pussy gripping me so tight. Fuck . Love it when your pussy refuses to let me go. Come on. Cum for me, doll. I know how close you are. I'm right behind you baby." He speeds up his thrusts. Taking on an almost feral speed.

You scream out as he hits a particular spot deep inside you and sets your climax in motion. You grip the back of his head, weave your fingers through his silky brown locks and pull as you begin to ride the wave, thighs locked tight around his hips.

"That's it. Fuck. Cum all over my cock babygirl. Show Stevie exactly what he's missing out on and has to earn back." You move your hips to match his pace. "Ah, fuck. I'm gonna cum baby. Want me to fill you up or paint that pretty face so the Captain can see?"

"In. Me. Please.” You pant. “Wanna make Stevie watch you drip out of me and he can't have a drop."

"Naughty fucking girl. Your wish is my command." His strokes become deeper as his hips begin to lose their steady rhythm, his orgasm imminent.

You lose all sense of time and space as you lose yourself in the feel of your bodies making such beautiful music together. Waiting for the crescendo and inevitable crash as you fall over into pure ecstasy.

With a deep thrust and a direct shot to that spongy spot covered in nerves, you fall over the edge. Walls clenching and pulsing in rhythm with your heartbeat, setting off the brunette buried inside you.

With a long groan and a rumble of a growl emitting from his chest, Bucky paints your womb white with his spend. Your channel milking him for every drop. He stills and kisses the life out of you until his dick stops twitching.

You look over to Steve as you catch your breath. His abs and fingers are covered in a mess of milky white, as he grips tightly to the base of his girth. Clearly watching the two of you together affected him.

Before you can linger too long on your disheveled Captain, Bucky scoops you up, wrapping your legs around his waist and heads into the en suite. He holds you close as he runs a bath. Content with the temperature, he lowers you both into the water.

You’re still keyed up and greedy for more of your Sarge. The love making on the bed was heaven, but you are a creature of sin after all and aren’t above using your lover to satisfy your appetite.

You sit up and swivel your body around so that you're straddling his thighs. He does that cute little head tilt confused puppies do as he arches a brow. “Need something, Doll?”

You nod your head. “Mmhmm. I wanna ride you Sarge. Need more.”

“Yeah? Wanna ride my thick cock til your legs give out baby?” He teases, pulling you forward so you can grind down on his freshly revived hardon.

Instead of offering an answer, you just inch your hips up until his tip just touches your entrance and impale yourself on his girth. “Fuuuuck it feels good to be so full.” You waste no time bouncing on his cock, water sloshing all around you.

This is how Steve, recently cleaned of his mess, finds you. You’re too lost in the rhythm of your ride that you don't realize he is even there until Bucky speaks up. “She feels so good wrapped around me Stevie. Fuck. I wish you could feel this.”

“Shut up Buck. He’ll be reacquainted with this pussy soon enough. Now either help me get off or sit there so I can get mine on my own.” You groan out.

“So feisty when you're being a greedy little bitch.” He grabs your waist and slams into you with vigor, pulling you roughly down on his cock as you increase your speed.

“Oh god! I’m coming.” You throw your head back and just let go. Riding out your high as you feel Bucky lose himself inside you once more.

You give him a soft kiss as you catch your breath. “Thank you.”

“My pleasure as always, doll.” He smiles up at you.

As the week goes on Steve is inundated with texts and video clips of his lovers teasing him reminding him that his punishment is far from over.

Did you know she played guitar?! Found her naked, smoking a joint & playing in bed.

This is his 5th cup today! What on earth have you had him doing Captain?!

We’re at the Diner. Where the fuck are you Stevie? You have to eat sometime.

Come get your man. I have a client to get ready for and he won't leave.

That’s because she just put on this! You can’t blame me for wanting a piece.

As much as he may want to complain, Steve is content to be included at all. Plus he secretly loves the teasing banter. He'll gladly be your punching bag for now.

Week 2:

The boys have an important meeting at their club tonight. So Nat has been tasked to keep an eye on you while they conduct business. Their office looks out over the club and VIP area with two way glass, so although Nat is keeping you company, they can still see your whereabouts for themselves.

About an hour passes before your boredom takes over. Not to mention that your horny and Nat is over there looking like a damn snack in her black pantsuit. They know you’ve always had a thing for her and because of that she is an approved play partner. Deciding she deserves a bit of fun on her babysitting duty, you proceed to stalk over to the lone stripper pole in the back of the VIP that you know has a direct line of sight to the office window where the boys are.

You start to do a tried and true routine, showing off your skills on the pole. You can’t help yourself and begin to tease Nat, pulling her close, kissing her neck and shoulders, whispering dirty things in her ear. You’re having the time of your life.

It’s when you're hanging upside down, thighs wrapped around the pole that you cop a feel. Grabbing her ass with your tiny hands and pulling her close so you can run your nose up the seam of her slacks. Noticing the dampness you smirk, you stick out your tongue and sneak a little taste. You pull yourself up with a satisfied grin and slink back down the pole. “One taste just wasn't enough for me.”

Boldly you guide your hand under the waistband of her panties and glide your fingers along her wet folds. You pull the glistening digits out and lick them clean. “Mmm you taste magnificent. But I bet we’d taste even better together.” You grab her hand and guide it up your thigh to your soaked thong where she shifts the damp fabric to the side and sinks a finger into your dripping hole.

You gasp when she curves it for a sec before pulling out and placing it on your waiting tongue to clean. “I was definitely right. We taste like the sweetest ambrosia together.” You pull her by her lapels and place a devastating kiss on her.

It’s all tongues and moans as you share the taste of your essences mixed as one. She has you pushed back up against the pole with your thigh hiked up and two fingers deep inside you on the brink of climax. Just as she hits that sweet little spongy spot that has you seeing stars you look up to the office window and come, riding out your high on Nat’s skilled fingers.

In the office, having watched your little show, Steve gives Bucky a knowing look. Acknowledging the silent command, he removes himself from beside Steve’s chair. “If you’ll excuse me, gentleman. You’ll have to continue on without me. I have some business that needs tending to.” He winks and slaps Steve on the shoulder, knowing he wont be getting up from his chair anytime soon as his desk is hiding his very evident hardon.

As you're coming down from your high, Nat removes her fingers from inside you. As she’s about to place them along her tongue Bucky swoops in and sucks them into his mouth. “Mmm mmm mmm. One of my favorite tastes with Steve coming in a close second.” She just rolls her eyes.

“Get your fill, babygirl? Or am I dragging Nat back home with us too?” He has a look of mischief on his face.

You look between them. “I’m too keyed up to appreciate her correctly tonight. I wanna take my time with you Red. You know where to find me when you have the proper time off.” You wink at her and softly kiss her lips as Bucky grabs your hand and guides you out of the club to his Audi.

Your thong is soaked, so you decide it's best if you take them off in the car and hang them around the gear shift. Now able to air dry but still in the mood for debaucherous activities, you lean over and unzip Bucky's pants.

“What do you think you're doing, Doll?” He grits out as he keeps his eyes on the road.

“Satisfying a craving.” You then proceed to remove his thick cock from the confines of his slacks. You lower your head into his lap, licking up the lone drop of precome, before you engulf his length down to the root.

The act of servicing him while he drives is such a turn on that you can’t help but slide two of your fingers deep inside you. You know you need to make this quick if you want to make it to the penthouse in one piece.

You continue to play with yourself until he’s coming down your throat. Triggering your own orgasm, making you soak the leather seat below you. Having reached your destination prior to him ejaculating, Bucky decides to film you removing yourself from his cock, mouth filled with his spend and swallowing every last drop.

He sends it to Steve with the caption:

Nat was the appetizer. Babygirl wanted the full meal.

You quickly make it up to the penthouse where Bucky pulls you into the study. Placing his phone on a shelf and setting a photo timer. Before you know it you're pinned to the table and he’s wrenching your dress up. You hear the click of the camera going off and Bucky removes himself from behind you to grab his phone and shoot off another text to Steve.

Now it's time for dessert.

Week 3:

Steve can’t seem to catch a break lately, spending late nights in the office along with catching the two of you several times in various states of undress and activity. Hell, even now his workout has turned into a dry humping session when you proceed to sit on his lap while he has Bucky spotting him as he lifts.

Your slowly grinding your hips on his hardening length while casually talking to Bucky about some client you have coming up that is wanting to fuck a couple and asking if he’s up to be your plus one.

“I’ll split the pay with you of course. If you can’t or aren’t willing, I can just call Arlo to do it with me. Wouldn’t be the first time we’ve had to team up.” You place your hands on Steve’s abdomen as you settle into your sensual pace. “Oh and she wants it filmed for her home collection as well.”

“I’m up for it if Stevie here is good with it. How ‘bout it Cap?” Bucky asks as you swivel your hips a little more causing the blonde adonis to let out a groan, placing the weights back on the rack.

He sits up and grips your hips, stopping the movement, turning his head towards Bucky. “I’m good with it.” He nods his head to emphasize his agreement. “Too bad I can’t be in attendance. I’d love to see you two tag team a woman. Though I’m sure if we ask Nat or Wanda nicely we can have our own little playtime.”

You nibble on his neck and start grinding down on him a little faster. “Oh Stevie. My client is an exhibitionist. Hence the taping. You’ll get a chance to see our playtime. Of that I’m sure.” Your hips seem to have a mind of their own as you continue to undulate against him, bringing yourself closer to the brink of orgasm.

He grips your hips firmly again, so very close to coming in his basketball shorts from the lack of play he’s been getting from the two of you. It’s just been him and his hand lately. “Doll, you’re killing me here. You know how pent up I am. If you don’t stop we're both going to need to change clothes and this bench will need to be sanitized.”

Bucky grips on to his shoulders and leans in to kiss along his neck with you. “Is that so?”

Steve just groans and grips your hips tighter as you increase the pressure and speed til you both moan out. Before you know it Steve is biting your shoulder as he goes still and you feel his cum soaking through to your yoga pants.

You pull away and stand up, looking down at the large wet patch on the front of his basketball shorts. You bite your finger and shrug your shoulders. “Oops.”

You lean over his large frame and give Bucky a kiss before turning on your heels and walking to the elevators.

“You’ll be paying for that when my time in purgatory is over!” he shouts to your retreating back as Bucky just shakes his head and laughs.

“Better go get cleaned up before the guys come in to do their morning sets.” He imparts. “Don’t worry. I’ll clean up.”

Week 4:

You had negotiated with your client to allow you to live stream the session to a private server while it records. After getting in touch with Tony and setting everything up you're able to send a link to Steve in your group chat before your client arrives at the designated hotel room, you and Bucky are waiting in.

Receiving the text, he clicks on the link as his meeting is winding down. Upon opening he watches your client enter the room.

Before things get any further, he quickly backs out and finishes up his meeting. Hurrying everyone out he tells his secretary Maria to hold all of his calls and that he is not to be interrupted. He locks the door and proceeds to his desk, bringing up the link on his computer.

The scene he comes back to has you making out with your client as Bucky undresses the both of you. Once bare, you both take your time undressing him in return.

You proceed to suck his cock together. Taking turns swallowing him down as far as your throats will allow, while the other caters to his balls. Sharing sloppy kisses along his length for added fun.

Ready to really get this party started you tangle your fingers in your client's long locks. Pulling her away from his cock and guiding her to lay down on the bed. You crawl up the mattress, spreading her legs wide and begin to feast on her soaked pussy.

With your ass up in the air Bucky decides he's hungry too. He's eating you out from behind while your three fingers deep into your client, sucking her clit and doing that little trick with your tongue that drives her crazy.

She's a panting mess laid across the comforter. "I need you to fuck her." She begs. "Have to know what the two of you taste like mixed together on your cock."

Reminding himself that this is your job and wanting to make sure she gets her money's worth, he wastes no time slamming inside of you. You cry out at the rush of being filled so fast on something so large as his girth.

You get lost in the sensation of your lover putting on a show. Making sure to hit all the spots he knows makes you see stars. It isn't long before you're coming hard, soaking his cock.

He pulls out and within seconds the client has her mouth wrapped around him, licking him clean of your essence and his precum. “Why don't you give Sin a taste. Sharing is caring afterall.”

She rolls you over, sits on your hips and kisses you, grinding her clit against yours. You help guide her to where it feels like pure ecstasy for the both of you and within minutes you're covered in your mixed slick and panting as you come down from another high.

“I need you to ride my face while he fucks me Sin." She demands."Then I want to watch you ride his cock til he spills inside you and I get to clean up the mess.”

You pull her down for a kiss before turning her over and laying her back down on the mattress. You angle her so that that camera can pick up all three of you in frame.

You straddle her head as Bucky teases her clit with the head of his dick. You catch each other's eyes as you lower your dripping slit to her waiting mouth and he slowly sinks into the hilt.

She quickly gets to work, attacking your clit and moaning out around it as Bucky sets a strong pace.

You have no idea how long you stay locked in this position before she mumbles into your folds, fingers deep inside you, that she's coming, setting you off to join her as she rubs against your g-spot.

Once he can tell that you're coming down from you high he pulls out and lifts you off her face. He quickly sits himself against the headboard and pulls you down onto his angry length.

"Fuck. Always so good. Come on, Sin. Get to riding." He smacks your ass to get you moving.

You do not disappoint. You toss your head back and give him the ride of his life. Putting on quite the show for not only your client, but Steve as well.

You're bouncing up and down on his cock. Working him the way you know he likes, when you decide it's time to bring out the big guns. You lift up and tilt your hips back until just the tip is left inside.

"Get ready to clean up." With a devilish smirk you bounce your ass and start twerking on his hypertensive dick. In no time, Bucky is halting your movements and slamming deep inside you as he shoots ropes of cum into your greedy little pussy.

He pulls out before he's finished and makes a mess of your lips as well. Sliding his hands under your thighs and turning you towards your eagerly waiting client, she promptly gets to work cleaning you up. She does such a thorough job in fact that you come undone once more.

“Worth every penny.” She tells you as she licks her fingers and lips clean of every drop.

Steve exits out the link and looks down at the mess he’s made on his desk. He takes out some wet wipes and gets rid of the evidence. Satisfied that his desk is presentable again he proceeds to call your agency.

“Hello. Yes. It's Steve Rogers. I would like to buy out Sin’s time for next week. Money is no object.”

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You'll Find Me Resting Among The Restless... (Sinners Prayer)

Mafia!Stucky x POC Escort!Reader “Sin”

Wordcount: 5325

Summary:

Not all girls are made of sugar spice and everything nice. Some girls are made of art, lust and misplaced trust. The most loving thing you can do for a man, is to teach him to swallow his own poison.

Warnings:

Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Feels, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Betrayal, Infidelity, Past Sharon Carter/Steve Rogers, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate universe - Mafia, Texting, Punishment, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Comfort Sex, Tease, Protective Tony Stark, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Bucky Barnes's Metal Arm, Bisexual Bucky Barnes, Bisexual Steve Rogers, Female Character of Color

Notes:

This story just attacked me and would not let up until I got it out of my system. It's angsty but with a happy/hopeful ending because I'm a sucker for a resolution. Italics are thoughts Photos used do not represent any particular reader features, they are used for reference only. Happy Reading!

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They messed up badly this time. Not only had they fallen for you. They didn't realize it until you were gone. Throwing every “gift” back in their faces and moving out of the penthouse they liked to keep you in. You also went back to some of your old clients. One of which was a particular couple that they were very close to, in business and personally.

All because Steve let his bitch of an ex Sharon get under his skin and in a lapse of judgement and a whole lot of whiskey he not only fucked her but let you find them together on the couch naked and passed out the morning after. He had the nerve to get pissy with you for just showing up at their place. When he was the one that set up the breakfast date the week prior.

Asshole.

Poor Bucky, he didn't even do anything and yet because he and his boyfriend are a package deal he got left as well.

You told him you’d never get between them. That you wouldn't hurt either of them by picking one over the other. If things came to that, you’d just leave them both. They weren’t the only ones who went and fell in love. With tears filling your eyes, begging to be set free, you turned towards the Steel Gray eyes full anguish beside you.

“I can handle a broken heart Buck. It’s not the first time someone thought that because of my profession and being non monogamous that you can't ACTUALLY cheat on me. I’m going to miss you something fierce though.” You step closer for just a moment and caress his cheek.

“I wish it wasn't this way, but it is what it is. I can forgive a lot of things. Even this if done properly, but for now I just need to not be here anymore. Please know that I don't blame you for any of this. You're just as much a victim of his choices as I am.” You kiss his cheek.

“I love you. Please don't hurt him too much and take care of yourself okay. If you need me you know where I’ll be.” You pivot on your heels and head out the door, gently closing it behind you. You make it all the way to the penthouse they provided you before you break down in tears as you pack up all of your belongings. You’ve just gotta get out here.

That’s how you ended up here, attending a party hosted by Pepper and Tony Stark, as their plus one. In all honesty you knew Tony only threw this event because he wanted to cheer you up and this is the only way he knew how outside of the bedroom. That was his first approach, which was shutdown quickly by Pepper the moment she saw you on their doorstep, clearly heartbroken.

You weren't here only in a work capacity, although they were paying for your time, they just wanted to protect you and let you heal without the added pressure to ‘perform’. So once again, on paper and according to your bank account at least, you were their Sugar Baby.

You did terminate the contract with Steve and Bucky the same day the incident occurred, so it was good to know you wouldn't have to dip into your savings just yet. Thank goodness Pepper still kept your old apartment in Stark Tower ready for you just in case.

The relationship you shared with them was not at all conventional, with or without a contract. Frankly they were the only people you knew who you could always count on and that meant the world to you. You truly did love the Starks. Before Steve and Bucky came along they were your favorite clients. They were the ones to introduce you to the powerful couple, at a party just like this one actually. So technically they were to blame for your current heartbreak.

I wonder if they’ll both show their faces here and if Sharon will be on Steve’s arm? I wonder how Bucky is holding up, if the nightmares have come back? Fuck. I told myself I wasn't going to think about them tonight and here I am almost in tears at the thought of Bucky in pain. I need a drink or five.

It isn’t until you're nursing your third cocktail at the bar, catching up with Wanda that you spot them, the usual entourage of Nat and Sam at their sides, Clint taking up the rear. Ever the intimidating image as always. Other than Tony, who runs Manhattan, they’re the biggest bosses in the room, controlling Brooklyn. Thankfully they brokered a truce years ago and everyone works together peacefully.

Before you have a chance to escape to a far corner where you can hide away, you make the mistake of glancing over your shoulder and catch the intense blues of Bucky staring straight into your soul. Even tired he looks like a damn Greek god. Tragedy included.

He breaks the stare off, leaning over to Nat and whispering something in her ear. You watch as she skillfully distracts Steve and moves him towards the center or the party where the Starks are currently holding court. Lost in watching Nat do what she does best, you don't realize Bucky has made his way over to you until it’s too late and you feel the ghost of fingertips trace down your exposed spine in your backless black dress.

He leans over your shoulder. That sweet baritone you love whispering into your ear. “You look magnificent tonight, Doll. Would you grant a poor mortal the chance to remain in your presence with a dance?”

You lift your glass to your lips, keeping your eyes straight ahead, finishing the remnants of alcohol while you ponder your response. With a steadying breath you respond. “One dance couldn't hurt. But it can't be here, among such prying eyes. I’d rather remain in the shadows tonight.”

“As you wish.” He proceeds to rest his hand on the small of your back and guide you toward a darkened sitting room off the main hall. You could faintly hear the music over the murmur of voices wafting into the space.

He pulls you close, wrapping his large arms around your waist as you rest yours around his thick neck. Being in his arms again, after weeks of loneliness, feels like coming home. You place your forehead against the space between his collarbone when he begins to sway to the dull beat.

“How have you been, Doll? Truthfully. Don’t try to sugarcoat it for my feelings.”

Keeping your face right where it is, to shield you from those steel grays you love so much, you give him your truth. “Surviving. That’s the best way I can describe it. I’ve been licking my wounds and trying to mend this hole I feel in my heart. I keep thinking, I just have to get to tomorrow and the pain will lessen even more. And one day it won’t hurt anymore when I think of them.”

You lift your head to run your eyes over his handsome face. “How about you? How have the Kings of Brooklyn been holding up in their Ivory Tower?”

Looking off into the darkened space, his eyes latching on to a sliver of moonlight coming in through a crack in the curtains. You feel his chest vibrate as he scoffs. “We’re not even sleeping in the same bed right now. I was so upset with him that day that I couldn’t even be bothered to help him with his hangover. Funny enough, Sharon was kicked out immediately by Steve as soon as you left. Like legit woke her up, threw her clothes at her and screamed at her to get the fuck out. She didn’t leave without spewing a few truths first.”

He just shakes his head, rambling out his thoughts as they come into his mind. “Apparently it was her plan all along to get him drunk and earn her spot back by his side. She’d been talking shit about the both of us and just wanted Steve to herself. She knew just how to get into Steve’s head due to his loyalty to her family. Thought that you’d just latch on to me and I would let him go to keep you. She had no idea that you would drop us both because you couldn't handle breaking us apart.”

You stare at him slack jawed, as he turns to look down at your moonlit face.

“Not gonna lie. I’m drowning without you, Doll. I can’t even look at him after what he did. It was reckless, regardless of his inebriated state. He knows how I feel about her and the things she’s done to him and me in the past.” He shakes his head in disbelief.

“The fucking Golden idiot, due to his loyalty to her Aunt and Uncle, and what he feels he owes them, just keeps letting her back in. I’m done with it. What about the respect I deserve as his partner in business and life? Fuck that, what about the respect and loyalty YOU deserve.” He’s staring straight into your soul again.

“Your loyalty. Your love. It saved me babygirl. Your light always cuts through the darkness for me. You were the piece we were fucking missing and I cant believe he would even risk that. I’ve tried to let you go. I understand your reasons for leaving us. But I just can't do it. Even seeing the pain he’s trying to hide away, the tough front he’s putting on, isn’t enough to keep me around right now. I miss you baby. I’d give it all up to have you back in my arms for good. All this lavish bullshit isn't worth anything to me without you by my side. I hate that I’m being punished for his fuck up. Again I'm not blaming you for your decision baby. It just hurts and I miss you so fucking much. I can't even sleep at night anymore.”

You can’t resist running your fingers through the hairs on the nape of his neck. “Bucky. I miss you too. So much. I wish it wasn't like this. I never wanted to leave you. You’re right. You never did do anything wrong. You were more than loyal to me. I hate thinking I’m causing you pain because of a stupid decision he made.” Tears begin to well in your eyes.

He gives your waist a squeeze. “Don’t cry baby. We can figure this out. Where are you staying? I know Tony and Pep took over your contract.”

You sniffle a bit. “They did. But it’s not what you think. Sex is not on the table. Though Tony fought me and Pep on that. He thinks a good dicking is all I need. They just want me to heal in peace. I’m staying here at the Tower in my old apartment.”

He nods his head. “Good. Makes me feel better knowing you're safe.” He grabs your cheeks tenderly. “I wish I could kiss you right now. It’s all I’ve wanted to do these last couple weeks. Just having you in my arms again isn’t enough.”

“Please.” You whisper out.

“Do you mean it, Doll? You're not just telling me what you think I want because you feel guilty for your decision to leave?” He implores.

“I don't regret my decision to leave, Bucky. But I do hate that I had to leave you behind. Like I said that morning. I could forgive almost anything. There’s just not anything you need to apologize for. So why did I let my emotions drag you in with my need for him to be punished? It was stupid of me. If you can forgive me for how I left, I would like to keep you in my life. In whatever way you see fit for that.” You confess.

“Really?” He furrows his brows. Not wanting to get his hopes up.

“Yes. I’ve been miserable without you too.” You smile up at him.

“You good to get out here or do the Starks still need you tonight? Cus there is nothing I want more than to get you out of this dress and underneath me so I can show just how much I truly missed you.” That devilish smile of his, that means nothing but the good kind of trouble adorns his face as he awaits your answer.

“I’m not needed here. This whole party was just to get me out of my apartment anyway and for Tony to be Tony and throw his money around. Plus seeing him walk in like nothing happened, act or not, yeah that shit hit deep.” You shrug your shoulders.

“Then let’s head up to your place and make the most of the rest of our night. I’ve got some time to make up for, and I’m all of a sudden ravenous.” The feral look in his eyes has you clenching your thighs together.

Not to be intimidated, you run a hand down his neck until it rests along the waistband of his dress slacks. “Yes, Sir.”

He lets out a deep growl, pulls you close by the back of your neck and lays the most devastating, soul consuming kiss on your lips. Pouring every emotion into. Conveying without words just how much you mean to him.

How could I have ever left this man behind?

You’ve barely made it through your apartment door before Bucky has you pinned against it.

“I don’t know wether to rip this dress off you and fuck you right here against this door or take my time sweet time and worship every inch of your skin like you deserve.”

“Who says you have to only pick one option? We have the whole night ahead of us, don't we Sir?”

“Fucking minx.” He steals another heated kiss and pulls away from your chasing lips, panting. “Where’s your room babygirl. I’ve decided taking you apart piece by piece on your bed is the best place to start.”

You close your eyes for a moment and suppress a moan. “Promises. Promises. Sir.”

Throwing him a wink, you lick your lips before turning and heading off down the hall. Sashaying your hips and divesting yourself of your dress right outside your bedroom door.

Now completely nude, you climb onto your bed. Just as you lie back, resting on your elbows with your knees bent and legs spread wide, drooling pussy on full display, Bucky’s large figure graces your doorway. Shirtless, he stalks over to the bed, unbuckling his pants and losing them along with his boxer briefs along the way.

He reaches the end of your bed. Eyes zeroed in on your glistening little slit. A feral grin slowly spreads across his face and he pounces. Before you know it your back hits the mattress of your king sized bed and Bucky is pushing your legs apart, resting your knees on his broad shoulders and laying kisses on your thighs.

“This is the only place I wanted to be for weeks. Couldn't stop thinking about all the little noises you make for me when I feast upon this sweet cunt. How you squirm when I hit the right spot with my tongue. Fuck . Just look at you babygirl, so wet for me you're dripping onto the sheets already.” He swipes his tongue up along your folds from entrance to clit, eliciting a moan from you. You’ve always been sensitive but you haven't even touched yourself in the weeks since you left. Too overcome in your grief. So just that little movement is almost too much already.

Clearly a man on a mission, he begins to devour you, wasting no time thrusting his tongue inside as deep as he can. The thick muscle massaging your silken walls, giving them something to clamp on to. “ Fuck, Bucky. That feels so good.”

Your hands are anchored in his hair, pulling on his silken strands, just enjoying the ride on his tongue he is giving you. When he swirls his tongue, pulls it out and then moves it to lightly draw infinity symbols on your clit you lose it.

A kaleidoscope of stars detonates behind your eyes as the orgasm slams into you. Gripping onto his locks tighter as you writhe beneath him, back arching off the mattress before you go boneless.

Coming back to your senses, you blink open your eyes and peer down at Bucky. His chin is glistening wet. A proud smile gracing his handsome face. Adoration shining in his icy blues. “There she is.” He laughs. “Had me worried for a minute there babygirl. Thought I might have made ya pass out. Looks like it was just one hell of an orgasm.”

A sweet smile adorns your blissed out face as you caress his damp cheeks. “One hell of an orgasm indeed.”

He begins to crawl up the bed towards you, leaving a path of kisses in his wake. His massive thighs push your legs further apart as he gives his turgid length a couple of slow strokes. He teases the thick head of his member along your folds, coating himself in your essence.

You lock eyes with him as you whimper. “Please.”

He leans forward, interlocking his hands in yours, placing a toe curling kiss to your lips as he enters the warmth of your cunt. Splitting you open on his generous girth. Pulling his hips back and leaving you no time to adjust as he begins to grind his hips down on yours with every thrust.

Foreheads pressed together, completely lost in this carnal dance of love and devotion. The room fills with the sounds of your passion. A symphony of moans and groans, accompanied with the sound of slick flesh meeting slick flesh.

“Nothing has ever felt as good as your pussy squeezing me so tightly when you lose yourself to your pleasure. I need you to come for me baby. Come around my cock. I’m not going to last much longer and I need to feel you let go for me.” He groans out between brutal thrusts.

It’s like his words have a direct link to your clit and with another well placed swivel of his hips you feel yourself lose control as your orgasm takes over. A rainbow of colors flash behind your eyes and the world sounds as if you're underwater.

Everything comes back into focus just as Bucky is reaching his own climax. Burying himself deep inside you as he bites down on your shoulder and paints your womb white with rope after rope of his seed. Panting, he leaves a gentle kiss on the mark his teeth left behind. You run your fingers through his dark tresses and kiss his nose.

“Fuck I missed that.” He blurts out as he comes down from his own high.

“Agreed. Although, I must admit. It’s never felt quite as intense before. Feral yes. But that was something else altogether. I want more.” The confession slips from your lips.

“I’d give you the world babygirl. All you have to do is ask.” He places a soft kiss on your lips. “Let’s make some good use of that large walk in shower I can see from here and get dirty while we get clean. A round two is much needed. I haven't had my fill of you yet tonight.”

You giggle as he rolls over, slides off the bed and proceeds to scoop you up in his arms and into the ensuite. “You weren’t kidding about making up for lost time.”

“Darlin’, I’ll never get enough of you.”

You awaken slowly, sunlight slipping in through the blinds and a sweet soreness throughout your body. You open your eyes to the beautiful sight of a sleeping Adonis laid beside you, as peaceful as you’ve ever seen him. You take a moment to just watch his chest rise and fall with each breath until a vibration against the nightstand to his right catches your attention.

You reach across Bucky’s prone frame to grab his phone. It seems that Steve has been sending texts and leaving messages for Bucky throughout the night. Having felt you move, he rouses from his slumber and nuzzles into your neck. “Not that I’m complaining about having you draped over me like a blanket, but what has you moving around so much already? I thought I wore you out last night.”

Turning the device in your hand towards his slowly waking eyes you respond. “Your phone. Apparently Steve needs your attention.”

He takes his phone from your hand and goes through all the texts and two voicemails left for him. He responds with a picture of the two of you together in bed.

I'm right where I'm supposed to be Pal. Don’t know when or if I’ll be home though.

This is how you spend the next week. Lazy days full of fucking, comfort food, dancing, smoking and watching movies. Just enjoying your time together in a little bubble. Bucky taunting Steve with pictures and videos of how you're spending days together. At one point even you get in on the torment, texting him back pics of Bucky cooking shirtless, in the shower, having a smoke or cuddled up on your lap.

Looks like breakfast is served.

Cleanse the skin of its many sins.

He just can’t seem to quit

He won’t let me move

Bucky is much more of an ass about it though. Sending provocative pics of you and rubbing in how badly he fucked up.

I’ll never get enough of kissing the breath out of her

Best morning view

Gonna have to thank Tony for this secret little room in her apartment.

Having enough of his moping and random fits of anger targeted at whoever was closest, Natasha decides it’s time to take things into her own hands. With some help from her friends of course. Wanting to help move things along, the Starks call a meeting with Steve to be held at the tower in their personal conference room located in their penthouse. They need to figure out if it's even worth letting you back into his life.

Surprisingly Tony is more than okay with Bucky cohabitating in sin with you here in the tower. The smile is back on your face and your laughter is filling the halls once more. But Steve has a bigger battle to fight, having betrayed your trust and he wants to make sure that he understands that.

The man of the hour walks in with a calm step and an air of malice in his cerulean eyes. The bags beneath them tell the story of a man suffering for his choices. Tony has been there before. That time when Pepper came to her senses and left him high and dry when he refused to commit to her, unwilling to give up his playboy ways. That’s when he first used your services. He needed someone on his arm for events and he just couldn’t handle bringing a new person each time. It would only aid in making what Pepper said about him true.

It was you who listened to him make drunken confessions of his true feelings for his former lover. That he did want to commit but he was afraid that he wasn't cut out for monogamy. That’s when you told him all about your non monogamous status. “Monogamy is great for those who chose to live that way. But for me, I’m just not content with only one lover in my life. I am polyamorous as well though. But don’t be confused. Not every non-mono person is that way. Some only want to play with others and keep emotions out of it and that’s ok. I for one am happy with multiple play partners as well as multiple full fledged relationships. To each their own ya know.” You gave a little shrug.

“It seems to me that the only amorous relationship you want is with her. You just want the option to play when an opportunity presents itself. And I’m willing to bet that you want her included in those sessions as well.” You can’t help wiggling your brows.

“That’s the dream isn’t it. Ya know, I think you two would like each other. Too bad I chased her away. The trouble we could all get in together. Mmmm.” He bites his lip and continues drinking his whiskey.

“Who says you can't win her back? Give me your phone.” He hands it over, unaware that you were going to change his life for the better.

Snapping out of his memories and giving attention back to the room full of his friends and fellow gangsters, he locks eyes with Steve. “Hello Steven.” He smirks. “You’re looking well.”

“Cut the crap Tony. What did you drag me here for?” He bites out.

“Whoa. Whoa. Whoa Cap. I brought you here for the benefit of your relationships but now I’m thinking I should have left it alone.” He runs his fingers over his goatee.

“What are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about that icy little boyfriend of yours and everyone's favorite escort. I’m sure you're more than aware of the love den they have been spending their time in. Licking their wounds and mending their heartbreak together.”

He quirks a brow. “Tony I don't have time for your bullshit. If you didn't bring me here for business then I’m gonna head out that door. I have better things that I could be doing with my time.”

“Like what? Taking out your anger at your colossal fuck up on your subordinates? Spending some more time between that Carter’s legs?” He declares with disdain.

With the quickness of a man half his size, Steve’s hand is wrapped around Tony’s throat. “You need to learn not to speak of things that don’t concern you.”

Pepper and Natasha rush forward. One afraid for her husband's safety, the other worried about the truce being broken due to her boss's emotional outburst. Men.

“Alright boys. Enough is enough. Steven, please let go of my husband. We really did bring you here to help you out. He’s just a little overprotective of her. We all are.” Pepper implores in her softest tone.

With Natasha’s help and a nudge from Sam he finally gives in and lets Tony’s neck go. “Thank you.”

He slumps back in his chair and pinches the bridge of his nose. “I know I fucked up. I let my allegiance to the Carter family blind me and allow my toxic ass ex to manipulate her way back into my life. In the process, regardless of my overly intoxicated state, I betrayed the love of my life, my best friend. As well as the only women who has ever truly understood our dynamic and accepted and loved us unconditionally. And I'm the idiot you didn't realize how madly in love with her I was until I watched her leave us that morning. Us. Not me, who deserved her wrath, but us. She couldn't bring herself to choose between us, even in her pain. I don’t fault Buck for leaving me to my misery to go after her.”

He scoffs. “They’ve been torturing me daily with pictures of their time spent together. I want that. I want back in their good graces but I have no idea how to fix what I broke or even if I can.”

Pepper places her hand on his shoulder. “Of course you can. I can’t speak for James, but I’ve never known her to not at least have an honest conversation. Start there, she’ll appreciate your honesty. Don’t complicate things. Lay all your cards on the table and let them lay down theirs. It’s that simple.”

“I’m willing to go that route. If I even knew where they were.” He sighs.

“Well, lucky for you Cap that Pep here never got rid of the little vixens apartment. And I have it on good authority that they ordered take out that will need to go through security before making it’s way up to them.” Rubbing his neck Tony says with a smirk.

“I’m gonna need you to intercept that order for me.”

You're cuddled up all cozy in Bucky’s lap, watching Bride Of Chucky, when the doorbell goes off.

“Must be the food. I’ll grab it, no need to pause. You know I have this memorized.” You lay a quick kiss on his cheek and make your way to the door.

Grabbing your wallet from the hall table you open the door and let out a gasp. Standing there with your take out in his hand and puppy dog eyes is none other than Steven Grant Rogers.

You have no idea how long you stand there, just staring at him.

“Hey babe, what’s taking so long? Can’t find your wallet again?” Bucky comes up behind and stops in his tracks when his eyes land on Steve. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“Bucky.” You admonish.

“No, no, it’s okay. I get it.” He lets out a deep sigh. “I just wanted to talk to both of you. Tony and Pep helped me get up here. Please. I just want to talk. If you don't like what I have to say you can kick me out and I’ll never bother you again. That goes for you too Buck.”

You and Bucky share a look, before you open the door further and step aside. “Come on in, Steve.”

You head back to the living room, and have Steve place the food on the coffee table as you pause the movie and take a seat on the sofa next to Bucky.

Instead of sitting on the loveseat to the left of you, Steve lowers himself to his knees before you. “First and foremost, I’m sorry. I’m not even going to try and make excuses for it. Drunk or not, it shouldn't have happened. And I definitely shouldn’t have yelled at you when I was only angry at myself.”

He reaches for your hands, which you let him take. “You had every right to leave me. I’m an idiot. I love you and I let you slip away.” He turns to Bucky. “I’m sorry I even entertained her baby. I know how she makes you feel. Again, I’m an idiot.”

“Not gonna argue with you on that one.” Bucky says as he leans back against the couch.

“I can’t promise that I won’t fuck up again in some way. I am stubborn after all. But what I can promise is that I’ll try. I’ll give you both my all and do what is necessary to win your trust back. Just give me a chance. That’s all I’m asking.”

You look at Bucky. “Do you believe him? Do you believe he’s remorseful and truly ready to make amends?”

“Seeing as how I’ve only ever seen him on his knees when he’s servicing me and I placed him there. I’m gonna have to go with yes I think he means it. The decision is up to you though, Doll. From here on out. I go where you go.” He places a kiss on your cheek.

“Thank you for laying this all on my shoulders Buck.” You turn back to Steve and place a hand upon his face. He nuzzles into it. “I’m willing to give you a chance. But just the one. You’re going to have to really work to earn our trust back and we won't take it easy on you. You’re going to need to woo us all over again.”

“Challenge accepted.” He quickly agrees.

“How about a kiss to seal the deal?” You suggest.

He leans in. “With pleasure, Doll.” He wraps his hand in your hair and proceeds to get you drunk off his love.

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I got all these issues. Will you be my prescription?

Bucky Barnes x POC!Reader

Wordcount: 4462

Summary:

A fight about your safety ensues when pictures of the two of you together get leaked by a fellow agent and former one night stand. He's livid that your relationship is exposed to the world and now could be used against him. You could care less who knows about your relationship. You've been together over a year, you knew what dating the former Winter Soldier brought with it. No, you're pissed that some bitch, who doesn't even count as an ex, is trying to ruin the best thing to happen to you.

Warnings:

Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Angst and Feels, Some Humor, Protective Bucky Barnes, Bucky Barnes's Metal Arm, Steve Rogers Is a Good Bro, Sam Wilson Is a Good Bro, Song Lyrics, Inspired by Music, Not Canon Compliant, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, P In V Sex

Notes:

Hello Heathens! This oneshot came out of nowhere one evening when I was listening to music on my phone while working on another fic. A cover of the song "Issues" (originally performed by Julia Michaels) came on and my mind was flooded with this idea and story that I need to flesh out. I have no control of my muse. I just write the stories she tells me to. HAPPY READING! Lyrics for the song Issues by Cameron Bedell will be in bold. ( Here's a link for you to check out the song ) Thoughts in italic.

Banner by @cafekitsune Divider by @firefly-graphics

You're trying to get him to understand that the real problem is the agent and not the exposure. Yes you now have to be more careful when you're somewhere without him. But it's not much different than what you were already doing.

"If she leaked us being together what makes you think she wouldn't leak other more sensitive information. Hell, she already could have!" You argue, trying to get him to see the whole picture.

"I don't give a fuck about some jealous drunken hook up who still feels jaded. I never wanted you in danger. That's why it was so important to keep us hidden." He snaps back.

Your emotions finally get the best of you. "I never WANTED to be hidden James! I went along with it because it was something you needed that made you feel secure. One less reason I might leave."

You shake your head as the tears begin to well in your eyes. "We're over a year in. I thought we'd be out to more than just people with enough clearance to be made aware. Makes me feel like your dirty little secret. I don't want to be that forever."

"Keeping your attachment to me hidden keeps you safe. What about that dont you understand?" He's so lost in his fear that he can't see things clearly.

"No. It leaves me vulnerable and easier to take with no one noticing because they're unaware of my relationship to the deadliest man I know." You calmly state. That seems to get his attention. "How can anyone fear the repercussions of even trying to get close to me like that without knowing who to be afraid of?"

He just stands there. Tension radiating off his body.

You let out an exasperated sigh and start walking to your door. "I think you need to go Bucky. I can't do this with you right now. You're so lost in your anger and fear that you're not thinking clearly. And I'm just plain pissed off. I don't want either of us to say something we regret later."

A look of shock crosses his face. "Doll, you can't be serious? We just got exposed. You're not safe."

"No one knows where I live, yet."

"Key word, yet."

"James." You reach for the knob. "Please just give me some time alone. I know where to find you when I'm ready. We both need to think about things from all angles."

He walks up to you and pins you to the door with a soul crushing kiss. Putting all of his fear and love into that one small gesture. He pulls away and allows you to open the door. Just as he crosses the threshold he turns his head your way. "This is far from over, doll. Don't keep me waiting too long."

You spend the next couple of days working through your thoughts with your guitar. Letting the music take you where you need to be. Mending the frayed edges and soothing the aches.

Through your musical therapy a song develops. Something that you think might help ease things between the two of you. Because, let's face it, you miss your man something fierce.

Every imperfect piece of him. Responding to his texts just to let him know you’re safe and alive, just isn't going to cut it anymore. Someone has to yield first, and it looks like this time around, it’s going to have to be you.

Mind made up on what you are going to do, you decide to give Steve a call.

It rings three times before he picks up. “Rogers.”

“Hey Stevie. How’s he holding up?” You waste no time asking what you so desperately want to know.

“Hey, Dollface.” He sighs. “‘Fraid to say, he’s not doing too great. Seems his already short fuse has shortened significantly. Had to take him off the training roster for the recruits because too many couldn't keep up with his demands or got injured.”

“Shit.” You shake your head even though you know he can't see it. “I was hoping he had calmed down some by now. I’m sorry Steve. I didn’t think he'd still be affected this much.”

“It’s not your fault. You know how overprotective he is in general. Add a threat, from the inside at that, and he goes nuclear.” He excuses.

“Well, I think I may have a solution to our problems.” You admit. “If not at least a band-aid for the time being. I’m going to need you and Sam’s help though. If you're willing of course.”

“I’m all ears. Want me to grab Sam so you don't have to explain it twice?”

“That would be great actually. I’d appreciate not having to spend more energy than I need too.”

“Alright. Hang on a sec.” You hear shuffling, followed by a door opening. Then the tell tale sound of a knock and a muffled voice before a door opens once more. “Hey Sam. Mind if I come in? I’ve got Buck’s best girl on the phone and she has something she wants to go over with us.”

“No problem man. Come on in.” Sam replies.

Once safely behind Sam’s door he places the phone on speaker. “Okay, doll. Tell us your plan.”

“It’s pretty simple really. I’ve used my time alone to reflect and process things the best way I know how. With my guitar.” You lightly chuckle. “Anyway. Long story short, I wrote something for James and I want to surprise him by performing it in front of you all.”

“All of us?” Sam asks.

“Well, just the Avengers. A small little private concert type of thing. Though I'll only be singing the one song halfway through. My friend has a great band that I think you all would love. If you can get Tony to hire them for the night to do a private show for you guys, I can sneak my performance in.”

“So Bucky will know about the private show but not that you're a part of it?” Steve questions for clarification.

“Yup.” You pop the ‘P’ for emphasis. “Think you can sway Tony to make this happen?”

“Seeing as how this should improve Bucky’s temperament and save us doing extra recruit rotations and paperwork. I don't see Tony being a problem. Text us when you know if your friend's band can do it and we’ll take it from there.” You can hear the relief in Steve’s voice over your plan.

“Thank you guys. I owe you big time.” You declare.

“Just help us get the normal grumpy old man back. That’s all we ask.” Sam imparts.

“That’s the plan.”

Tonight’s the night. You rub your hands anxiously against your thighs as the town car Tony sent for you cruises leisurely down the long Compound driveway. You surpass the front roundabout and make your way around to the back, near the private entrance and garage the Avengers use.

You text your friend Marco, the lead singer of Bow & Dagger, that you’ve arrived and to send someone out to get you. Of course your ex Chase, the bassist, is the one to greet you. He leans his body against the door frame, a smirk plastered across his face, as he scans your body from the bottom up. “Looking good Firefly.”

You roll your eyes at the use of your old nickname. “Still using that outdated moniker Chase?”

He quirks a brow at you. “You’ll always be my firefly. Maybe even more so now that you’ve gotten away. I’ll forever be chasing your light.”

You can't help but laugh at him. “Does that lyrical prose still work on the female population nowadays?”

“I’ve had no complaints.” He shrugs. “It used to work on you just fine if I remember correctly. Hell you used to toss it right back at me.”

“The blessed naivety of youth. Thank the Goddess that I grew up and my priorities shifted. I’m a more well rounded individual now. Less in search of useless validation.”

“Ouch.” He clutches his chest. “Still got those talons, I see.”

“Never leave home with them.” You wink at him. “You gonna let me in so you can make that paycheck I’m sure is well above your normal fee, or stand there all night?”

“Get in here smartass before Marco lays in to me for wasting time.” He moves aside.

You walk into the pseudo green room and are immediately smothered in a bear hug. “Hiya Stu. I’m happy to see you too.” You say into his barreled chest. “Mind letting up a bit. I kinda need to feel my fingers in order to play.”

He quickly lets go, only to place his hands on your shoulders and stare at you with a dopey smile across his face. “I’m sorry girlie. I’m just so happy to see ya. It’s been too long.”

“It has. I’m sorry ‘bout that.” You wince. “Life kind of got away from me. You know how it goes.”

“I’d say all is forgiven, seeing as you booked us this sweet gig.” Marco butts in, scooping you up in a hug himself.

“Fuck yeah! I finally get to shoot my shot with the Black Widow.” Stu exclaims.

“It’s the least I could do. You guys have no idea how much you're helping me out here.” You walk over to the couch and place your travel case down.

“What exactly are we helping you with anyway?” Chase inquires.

“Some Rom-Com grand gesture type shit” You smugly state.

“No shit?” Stu asks.

“I speak only the truth.”

“You gonna tell us who the unlucky schmuck is?” Chase snipes.

“With that attitude, you’re just going to have to wait and see.” You give him a smile to rival the Cheshire Cat’s. “The look on your face is going to be fucking priceless. I can’t wait.”

Before he can respond with some dickish comment, there’s a knock on the door, followed quickly by Tony and Steve entering the room.

Steve makes his way over to you. “Hey Dollface. You ready to get this show on the road?”

“I’m all set if these knuckleheads are ready to head on out there.” You turn towards the boys. “Have you guys met your benefactor for tonight's little private concert?”

“Negatory little lady.” Stu speaks up first, walking over to Tony. “Howdy Mr. Stark. The name’s Stu. Bow and Dagger’s drummer and loveable goofball. That’s Chase. Bassist and resident fuckboy. And the merose looking fucker over there is Marco our lead guitar and vocals.”

“That suits you.” Tony imparts. “You certainly give off drummer vibes. Lots of energy. Any questions on how this is gonna work?”

“I wouldn't mind a breakdown.” You pipe up.

"Here's how it's going to go." Steve grabs everyone's attention with his Captain voice. "We're going to gather the team in the common room where Sam and I set up a stage earlier. Tony is going to introduce the band. You'll play 3 songs and announce your taking a 5 min smoke break. That's when Dollface here is going to make her way on stage and do her thing."

He smiles over at you. "Hopefully if all goes well you guys will finish your set and then you're welcome to stay for dinner and hang out."

"Solid plan golden boy. You come up with that all on your own." You joke.

"Always with the smart quips. I'll remember that. Now let's get moving before the team gets restless and wanders off."

So far the evening was flowing seamlessly. As Bow & Dagger played the last notes on your third song, your nerves decided to make themselves known. You watched them announce their break and leave the stage.

Before you could sabotage yourself, you made your way onto the tiny stage and turned to the group of mostly stunned superheroes. “Hey guys. I hope you don’t mind me interrupting. I have some things I need to get off my chest and thought I might provide some intermission entertainment in the process.”

You roam the space for Bucky and lock eyes with his Steel blues, seated on the sofa next to Steve. Taking a deep breath, your fingers begin to strum the opening chords, the team looking on in curiosity over what may come out of your mouth.

Sustaining eye contact you let the lyrics flow out of you as if there is no one else in the room.

Mmm mm mm I'm jealous I'm overzealous When I'm down I get real down When I'm high, I don't come down I get angry Baby, believe me I could love you just like that And I could leave you just this fast

You take in his demeanor, stock still but engaged nonetheless.

But you don't Judge me 'Cause if you did, baby I would judge you too No, you don't judge me 'Cause if you did, baby I would judge you too

The only thought in your head is Here goes nothing, as you put your whole heart into the chorus.

'Cause I got issues But you got 'em too So give 'em all to me And I'll give mine to you Bask in the glory Of all our problems 'Cause we got the kind of love It takes to solve 'em Yeah, I got issues And one of them is how bad I need you

You breathe a little easier when you notice him start to soften. Just absorbing the piece of your soul you're sharing with everyone.

You do shit on purpose You get mad and you break things Feel bad, try to fix things But you're perfect Poorly wired circuit And got hands like an ocean Push you out Pull you back in

A subtle smile crosses his face at the truth in your words. The picture of him that many do not get to see. You really get into it as you run through the bridge and chorus one more time. Now it’s time to bring it home and woo your man.

Ooohhh, Need you OOOOOOH AHHHH I got issues You got 'em too So give 'em all to me And I'll give mine to you Bask in the glory Of all our problems 'Cause we got the kind of love It takes to solve 'em Yeah, I got issues And one of them is how bad I need you Ooh hoo hoo I got issues One of them is how bad I need yoou Issues And one of them is how bad I need you

You could hear a pin drop in the room as Bucky rises from his seat and makes his way over to the stage. You swallow and try to get your breathing under control as you have no idea what is going to happen.

Before you know it, he’s standing in front of you, broad chest heaving. He brings his hands up and cups your face before pulling you into an earth shattering kiss.

You forget that you have an audience until the sound of their cheers and clapping reaches your ears. You think you not only hear but see the muted flash of a camera through your closed lids.

You come up for air to see Bucky with the most lovesick expression on his face. “You did all that for me?”

You nod your head. “Figured it was the best way to get you to listen and understand.”

“Fuck I love you.”

“Love you too James.”

Sam rushes over to the stage. “Man, I live streamed the whole thing. The people are going crazy over ya’ll.”

“You did what?!” You both blurt out.

“I streamed it. The world already knows about you. Might as well milk it. No need to thank me, damn.”

Bucky moves to jump off the stage and rush Sam. You barely catch him in time. “Hey. Don't let him get to you okay. You know how much he loves to rile you up.”

“Sorry, doll. He’s just such a douchebag sometimes. We were having a moment.” He apologizes, running his thumb along your bottom lip.

“It’s fine.” You nip at the flesh as it passes over once more. “What I really want to know is if performing the song in front of everyone was okay? I just wanted you to hear me out and understand my side of things. I didn't want to embarrass you or anything.”

“Doll. Stop rambling.” You shut your mouth. “I loved it. Honestly I liked that they got to see how much you feel for me.”

You beam up at him. “Good.”

“Now I have some displays of affection I need to show you myself. Come on babygirl.” He pulls you off stage and heads towards the hallway that connects with his, Steve and Sam’s wing of the compound.

You’re pulled inside Bucky’s room, tripping over your sneakers as he hurriedly maneuvers you through his space. “James, slow down. I’m gonna eat shit if you keep it up.”

He stops in front of the bed, turning toward you. “Shut up.” He grabs your waist and tosses you down on to the mattress, climbing on and caging you in with his massive frame. “You’ve used that mouth enough tonight. Now it’s my turn.”

With no time to catch your breath, he renders you incapable of responding by capturing your lips with his own. Kissing life back into your body, as your tongues dance a tango only you know.

He takes his time as his hands roam your curves. Sneaking his cool metal digits under your shirt, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He begins to remove your shirt, placing his flesh hand underneath your lower back as he slowly lifts your torso to pull your shirt over your head. You raise your arms in aid, grazing your fingertips across the stubble along his jaw when he tosses your shirt aside.

He trails his hands down your flesh until he reaches the waistband of your jeans. With a quick snap of his vibranium fingers your button is undone, your zipper quickly following suit. He starts to slide the denim down, tapping your hip to get you to raise them so that he can remove them entirely.

Leaning back on his haunches, he grabs the back of his shirt with his flesh hand and pulls it off. His lust blown blue eyes focused on you draped over his bed sheets. “So fucking beautiful.” He runs his hands up your legs, gripping the waistband of your panties when he reaches your hips and takes his time removing them from your body.

“Take your bra off for me, babygirl.” You lean up on your elbows, reach behind your back and unclasp the garment, letting it fall away from you body.

Leaning forward, he ghosts kisses along all of your exposed skin. Mapping out a trail of pleasure and gooseflesh. Teasing first one and then the other nipple with his tongue, ending each with a deep suction.

The slow paced teasing continues, driving your need for him higher. He stops his trek at your mound, hot breath blowing puffs of air on the cooling slick leaking from your folds. “So beautiful and all mine.” He runs a cool metal finger along your drenched lips. He ensnares you in his gaze. “That’s right, isn't it, babygir? This pretty little pussy is mine to do with as I please?”

“Yes. All of this is yours.” You pant out. Delirious for him to do something more than tease.

“Damn right it is.” He runs a stripe from taint to clit with his skillful tongue. Circling your sensitive little bundle nerves, pulling a moan out of your throat. Having had enough of taking his time slowly torturing you he thrusts his tongue inside your aching center. The thick muscle massaging your silken walls, giving them something to finally clamp on to.

“Mmm. James. Fuck. Your tongue feels so good baby.” Your hands anchor themselves in his hair, just enjoying the ride. But that’s not enough for him. He wants you desperate and begging before he gives in and makes you come apart on his cock.

He pulls his tongue out, swirling it along your folds, seeking out every drop of your essence. Moving the appendage upward to lightly circle figure eight patterns on your clit, bringing you right to the edge. So close to falling over that cliff into utter bliss before he pulls away.

“No! Why’d you stop? I was so close.” You sit up, reaching out for his face, wanting to drag him back to your pulsing center.

He scoots back off the bed. “The first time you come after sending me away and keeping your distance, is going to be while my cock is deep inside you.” He unbuckles his belt, drawing your eyes down to his hands working on divesting himself of the last of his garments.

You're hypnotized by his movements. Mouth watering as you wait for his thickness to spring free from its confines. Time seems to stand still as his pants drop to the floor. “You went commando.” You whisper out, licking your suddenly dry lips.

“Wonderful coincidence. I wasn't expecting to see you tonight and Steve came pounding on my door right as I got out the shower to tell me I had to come be a part of the festivities. I just threw on the closest clothes.” He shrugged, wrapping his metal fist around his length, giving himself a few pumps as he drank you in with a predatory gaze.

“Lay back down, babygirl.” He husks out. The command sends a fresh wave of slickness to your core, anticipating what’s to come, as you slowly lie back.

“Spread those luscious thighs for me, doll. Present me with my perfect little pussy.” He grunts out as he continues to stroke himself, a bead of precome precariously close to dropping from the tip as he places a knee down on the bed.

You open your legs wide enough to show off your glistening folds. Following his command, but holding back just enough to make him growl and push your thighs open the rest of the way.

“You really wanna play with me right now, babygirl? After keeping this body away from me for days?” He rubs his cock between your cleft, tip bumping against your engorged and still so sensitive clit.

You squirm and whimper, just wanting him to be inside of you already. That halted orgasm, inching its way back to the surface every time his hot length grazes your bundle of nerves.

“I’m sorry, James. Please. Need you inside me.” You plead. “It’s been too long since you filled me up.”

“You’re sorry huh?” You quickly nod your head. “Gonna let me wreck this pussy? Ruin you for anyone else? Milk me dry like the cumdrunk little slut that you are?”

“Yes. Yes. Please.” You beg, just wanting him to finally take you, reclaim you as his own.

“As you wish, babygirl.” He slams forward to the hilt, splitting you open with his girth.

He doesn't even give you a moment to get reacquainted with the size of him deep inside you. He just pulls back and thrusts in harder. Setting up a pace that just makes your brain go fuzzy and every nerve-ending sings in pleasure.

“Fuuuck. Look at you doll.” He grunts out. “Already cock drunk and I’ve barely gotten started. Pussy’s gripping me so tight baby. She doesn't want to let me go.”

Your mind can't function enough to produce anything other than moans, whimpers and wails of pleasure. You’re flying a serotonin high you are not ready to come down from yet. The coil in your core tightening as you dance closer and closer to the knife's edge of orgasm. Waiting for the moment when you dive off the edge into ecstasy.

Almost as if sensing that your climax is impending, Bucky picks up the pace, swiveling his hips and grinding his pelvis down on your clit for added stimulation. “Come on, baby. Come for me, pretty girl. I can feel your walls quivering around me. Give in. Fall apart on my cock. Show me how good I make you feel.”

That’s it. That’s all you need to lose yourself and let go completely. Surrendering to the euphoric bliss, screaming out for the whole compound to hear.

A rainbow of stars detonate behind your eyes as you writhe beneath him, back arching off the mattress before you go limp, laying in a state of bonelessness.

“Don’t pass out on me now doll. I’m so close. Little pussy is squeezin’ me so tight.” His pumps become erratic as he chases his own high. “Don’t you want me to fill you up? Have me leaking out of you for days?”

You just nod and whisper out. “Please. Full.” Not able to formulate more than two words in your current state.

It was all the validation that he needed to hear to stop holding back and release the days worth of his seed into your waiting womb. Painting the walls white with rope after rope of his spend.

It felt like it went on forever with how much he was pouring into you, until his dick stopped twitching and he collapsed on your chest. Catching his breath and covering your face in sweet kisses as you both come back down to earth.

You stayed locked together, your pussy warming his cock, as you both let your fingertips roam along the other's skin. Allowing yourselves time to just revel in the moment of the new direction your relationship is heading.

"You sure you're okay with the world knowing about us, doll? You’re not afraid that you'll no longer be safe?" He asks into your neck.

"Like I said before, I feel no less safe than I did before, James.” You tell him with conviction. ”Plus now, I get to rub it in everyone's face that the White Wolf is all mine.” You grin like the cat that got the cream. “You're truly stuck with me now, Bucky."

He chuckles. "I wouldn't have it any other way." He places a soft kiss on your lips.

Just as the kiss deepens and you start the journey towards round two, there’s a knock at the door, followed by Sam’s muffled voice. "You guys done making up yet? Steve wont let us eat until you guys get back out here."

You both can’t help but laugh. "Tell Stevie we'll be right out but we're not staying long. I've got time to make up for."

“TMI man! A simple ‘Be right out’ would have been enough, Buck.” Sam scoffs as we walks back to the common area.

“Come on, doll. Let’s get dressed before Stevie comes looking for us next.”

If you made it to the end, THANK YOU! If you liked it please feel free to let me know (but it's not required); and if you didn't, that's okay too, I still thank you for even giving it a chance.

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Bada Boom Universe Masterlist

Alpha!Jax Teller x Omega!POC!Reader "LuLu"

Summary:

Like lightning in a bottle, we're a chaotic mess. And honestly, I couldn't imagine it any other way.

Warnings:

18+ Only. MDNI. A/B/O Dynamics. Fluff. Smut. Angst. (Specific tags added per chapter)

Notes:

Hello Heathens! Just like this couple this universe is a chaotic mess. These "Chapters" have no rhyme or reason. When I feel the urge to write for this couple I just add it to this universe. So expect time jumps and basically standalones that happen to be connected in the same universe. Happy Ready!

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1. The Perks Of Being A Fiend:

There's no in-between, we only do extremes. He can get on my LAST nerve, but honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way.

2. If You Let Me:

Flashback to that time when you confessed your love during a jam session in the backyard unaware that Jax and Opie can hear you through his open window and things took a turn you weren't expecting.

3. Take Me To Bed:

A night at the clubhouse turns debaucherous when a certain ex shows her face. You fit Better than a pair of jeans, baby Fill me up better than a feast, baby

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If You Let Me (Badda Boom Universe)

Alpha!Jax Teller x Omega!POC!Reader "LuLu"

Summary:

Flashback to that time when you confessed your love during a jam session in the backyard unaware that Jax and Opie can hear you through his open window and things took a turn you weren't expecting.

Warnings:

Smut, Fluff and Smut, Light Angst, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Jax Teller, Accidental Voyeurism, Oral Sex, Sex, Rough Sex, Marriage, Pregnancy

Notes:

Hello Heathens, I've decided that anytime these two have a story for me to write about them, I am going to add it as a chapter to their saga. This story is heavily inspired by the song "If You Let Me" by Sinead Harnett. (A link to the song will be in the story) Happy Reading!

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Your recent hook up with Jax is fresh on your mind.

Granted, it was a week ago when he was “off again” with Tara before you found them back together just days later. It’s a semi-normal thing you've learned to deal with since you were teenagers.

You know loving him the way you do is painful, but you can't seem to help yourself. He’s had your heart since you were preteens and all those lovely hormones kicked in. His scent is the only one that has made you weak in the knees from just one hit. But you’ll only ever be his Little Moon, the girl who is dependable, always there whenever and for whatever he needs.

Ruts included.

You aren't fooling yourself thinking that someday he will truly be yours, your collarbone sporting his claim. So you keep yourself open to interested parties and have racked up quite the body count. But no one has hijacked your heart, or satiated your heats, like Jax has.

Well, that’s not true. Ari came pretty close to taking the role of Alpha in your life. Just when you thought you could possibly take things further with him, he got a job offer overseas he couldn’t pass up. That’s where things ended, just over a year ago. The universe loved to torment you.

Seeing Jax a couple days ago at the clubhouse, Tara hanging all over him, was all the reminder of your place that you needed. So you're spending your day off with Diamond, out in the sunshine on your back porch. Medicating your soul with your dear friend THC.

“Girl when are you going to get over that boy? The dick must be amazing for you to keep going back knowing he isn't going to pick you. I don’t care how good he smells to you.” Your best friend protests.

“I’m not going to bother trying to explain it to you again. My love for him isn't conditional. His scent is the one thing that always calms me. When we hook up, great, when we're just hanging out at the clubhouse, great. No matter who is there. It is what it is, D. I’m not trippin over it. So neither should you.”

“You’re telling me you dont want more?”

You let out a deep sigh. “Of course I do. But there’s nothing I can do about it. That’s how unrequited love works.”

“Alright then. If you say so. But answer me this one question.”

“Shoot.”

“How do you manage all these pent up feelings without lashing out?”

“Easy. Like this.” You take a hit off the joint and start strumming on the acoustic guitar in your lap.

The Ganja begins to steadily course through your system, loosening your tongue and helping you purge all the pent up emotions you’ve been bottling up. Your surroundings disappear as your voice is carried on the wind to Opie’s open kitchen window, where he’s handing an exacerbated Jax a beer.

“Is it for good this time?” Op asks.

“She’s leaving again. So yeah. It’s for good.” He takes a sip of his beer. “At least for me it is. I really am getting too old for this back and forth shit.”

“I’m sure the fact she’s a beta doesn't help. Especially when you surround yourself with a certain little Omega.”

“I’ve known LuLu my whole life, man. If Gemma hasn’t run her off, Tara certainly isn’t keeping her from me.”

“Ya finally gonna do something about that, now that you're a free man?”

“What do you mean?” He pulls a cigarette out of his pack with his teeth and proceeds to light it. “We just hooked up last week.”

“I meant to make it more official than just hooking up when you need a tight place to stick your knot.”

“But she takes it so well man.” He smirks, tilting his head as a sound catches his attention. “Do you hear that music?”

“Probably Lulu out in her backyard.” Op supplies. “Must be high too, for her voice to carry this clearly.”

He gets up from the table and heads to the open window that has a perfect view of your backyard. There he finds you, sitting on the porch with Diamond. Your eyes are closed, fingers strumming along your beloved acoustic, emotion clear on your beautiful face as he soaks in the words you're serenading.

“I wonder who she’s singing about.” He thinks aloud.

“You can not be that dense man.” Op chuckles out.

“What are you talking about?” His eyes never leave your backyard.

Opie shakes his head. “I’m sure it’ll come to you. If not, just go over and ask her.”

Your mouth watering scent, along with your sweet voice, wafts in through the window. He can’t help but feel a pull towards you as he takes a deep inhale, allowing your last notes to sink in. He carefully watches as you look at Diamond, a smile that doesn't quite reach your eyes gracing your face.

“Damn girl, you’ve got it bad. You weren’t kidding about it being unconditional. Jax is one lucky son of a bitch and he doesn't even realize it.” Diamond declares through a plume of smoke.

“Like I said before. It is what it is. Just because he checks all my mate boxes, doesn't mean I check all of his.” You swallow, placing the guitar next to you and taking back the joint offered to you. “I can’t wait around for life to find a way. So, I enjoy what I am given.”

“You’re too damn precious for this world girl. Fuck I wish I had just a sliver of your patience and self resolve.”

“Oh, no. I’m still a petty bitch. Don’t get it twisted. I hate the fact that he chooses her over me. I just don’t see the sense in wasting energy on it.” You take a hit. “He’s had more than a taste. Not to mention he’s a full grown Alpha. If he wants more, nothing’s stopping him but him.” You exhale, letting the smoke slowly leak out of your mouth and into the air.

“Is that right, Little Moon?” You turn towards the voice of the Alpha in question as he walks up your porch steps.

Unafraid of the truths you now know he just heard you hold your head high. “Sure is. But it’s of no matter at the moment is it? You belong to someone else.”

“She ended it today actually.” He confesses. “She leaves for Seattle tomorrow morning.”

“She never really could stand Charming for long. Always chasing something better.” You relay.

“I have to agree with you there. But it at least frees me up again.” He gives you that devilish smile.

“You could have been free at any time, Jackson. You chose to embrace your gilded cage.” You coolly state.

“Shiiiit, Mary Jane’s got you extra poetic in your pettiness today. I love it!” Diamond laughs out.

“Aw come on Darlin’. Here I was, having heard your little concert, thinking maybe I’d find you being all soft and sweet.” He play pouts.

“I’m not in the mood for your games or to ruin my high Jackson. So please, just say what you have to say.”

“You sure about that Omega? Even with Diamond present.” He nods towards your bestie.

You narrow your eyes in his direction. “I have nothing to hide from her. I’m waiting.”

“Alright.” He crosses the deck, cups your face in his ringed hands and pulls you up to his face, laying a devastating kiss to your lips. Your synapses go haywire as his strong scent envelops you, allowing a whimper to escape your throat. His hands glide down to your waist, where he lifts you up so that he can switch positions with you.

Your thighs are now splayed across his denim covered lap, loose shirt raised to your waist, exposing the tiny shorts you were wearing underneath as he leans back into your former seat. He breaks the kiss, a smug look on his face as he looks up into your glazed over eyes. “That’s better.”

He runs his thumb along your bottom lip. “Diamond, I’m going to need you to give me and my Omega some space. Op’s next door if you don't want to go home. Choice is yours.”

“Your Omega.” You whisper, in confusion.

“You heard me correctly.” His eyes remain on you.

“Oooooh bitch, Imma bounce. Even though it looks like this is gonna be good.” Diamond grabs her bag. “I expect a full report first chance you get. Which by the look on his face isn't going to be til at least tomorrow. Love ya girl. Bye.” She scurries off.

“Bye.” You wave to her, your eyes never leaving the Alpha below you.

“You and I have some things we need to work out. Are you up for it Little Moon?”

“Does this have something to do with you overhearing me singing?”

“That’s part of it.”

You sigh. “Okay. Give me your worst.”

He grabs the waistband of your shorts, snapping them against your skin. "First I need these off of you. We're gonna have this talk with you warming my cock so you understand just how serious I am."

With a determined look and slick quickly dampening the crotch of your shorts, you stand up on shaky legs. With an initial push down over your ass, you shimmy them the rest of the way before taking a step out and kicking them off to the side.

His eyes devour your bare lower half, biting his lip as he runs a palm along the bulge in his jeans. “Mmm. Good girl. You really would do anything for me huh?” He hits you with his dazzling smile, the one that always has you weak in the knees. “Come here and unzip me, Omega. I want you to pull me out and sit on the evidence of what your scent does to me, darlin’.”

You can feel your slick beginning to slowly leak down onto your thighs, perfuming the air further with your scent. You squeeze them together before stepping forward and doing as your Alpha requested. You bend over at the hip, ghosting your fingers down his torso until you reach the tented denim, releasing his hard length to the light of day. With a quick squeeze to his base, you straddle his lap and slowly lower yourself down onto his thick cock, letting it fill you up inch by inch.

He grabs your chin, forcing you to look at the possessiveness and lust swirling in his Cobalt blues. Drawing in a deep breath, your lids become heavy, you can’t help but lose yourself in how good his mouth watering scent mixes with your own sweet essence. As you reopen your eyes, he places a soft kiss on your lips, sliding his hand down to wrap around your throat. "Now be a good little Omega for me and pay attention to what I have to tell you."

You nod your agreement. Your tongue, incapable of forming words at the moment.

“I was next door at Op’s, shooting the shit in the kitchen. Downloading him on all this Tara business. When this music drifts in through the window that faces your backyard.” He pushes his thumb under your chin. “Imagine my surprise when Op tells me it’s probably just you playing around out back.”

You swallow against his fingers. “You heard me.”

“Oh yes, Little Moon. I heard every sweet and tortured word you sang.” He smirks at you. “At first I thought you were just singing to sing. Though the words did sound a bit like a confession. It wasn’t until you finished and Diamond got to chatting that I connected the dots. All those precious words were about me.”

"Yes." You whisper out.

"And here I was, getting called out by Op right before the universe comes and drops a neon sign pointed in your direction." He licks his parched lips. "I originally came over here to tease you about getting high and serenading the neighborhood.” He chuckles to himself. “After hearing you say it wasn’t worth the energy to wait around for me and then still called me out on it when I showed up. Well, darlin' I knew I had to rectify that."

"So that's what this little show of Dominance is all about then? Witnessing the power you as a whole have over me?” You give him a challenging look.

“Not at all.” Unbothered by your accusing tone, he caresses your neck, fingers dipping down until they ghost along your collarbone. “This is all to make it clear where I stand. I heard you loud and clear, Omega. No more dancing around it. I’m taking what’s rightfully mine.” He growls out.

You involuntarily clench around the girth settled deep inside of you as his words register, making him practically purr at the feeling.

“Fuck it. Move your hips Omega. I need you to continue being a good girl and let me watch you ride your Alpha.”

Your eyes alight at his command. You swivel your hips, slowly grinding against him in a figure eight pattern, losing yourself in how full you feel, walls gripping on to his thickness.

You raise up and start to bounce on his lap, his hand returning to your throat, giving it a gentle squeeze. The sweet pressure, muffling your moans. "That's it. You look fucking gorgeous when you ride me. Your tight little cunt was made for taking my knot. And you’re going to let me stuff you full of it aren't you."

You can feel the stirrings of an epic orgasm on the horizon. He removes his hand from your throat, gliding his fingers down your torso to start rubbing your clit in tight little circles. You gasp out, head tilting back, hands gripping tightly to his shoulders. You’re right on the knife's edge, rapidly hurtling towards your own climax.

"Fuuuuck, baby you're so close. I can feel your sweet little pussy trying to make me pop my knot. Gonna cum all over my fat cock, Omega?" You moan out, head bobbing, lost in a haze of lust. "I can’t hear you, ‘mega. Use your words baby. Do. You. Want. To. Cum. On. My. Cock?"

"YES! Please, Alpha. Please. I want to cum all over your cock, make a mess just for you." You beg, uncaring of who might hear you.

A low growl vibrates through his chest. "There's my sexy little Omega. Begging so pretty for her Alpha." His fingers, dancing along your clit, quicken, causing the grind of your hips to increase.

"Now!” He grits out with a strong thrust of his hips up into you. “Cum for me right now, Omega. Want to feel this tight cunt of yours clamping down on my dick like a vice."

His command was all you needed to let go and fall head first into a mind numbing orgasm. You rest your forehead against his, as you let out a deep guttural moan. Nails digging into his shoulders as you writhe and squirm in his lap, riding each wave of ecstasy.

He pulls you in closer, kissing you to muffle your screams. You do have some pretty nosy neighbors afterall. His tongue dances with yours, setting you off once again. Or did you ever stop? Honestly who cares at this point. You find yourself chasing his lips as he breaks the kiss.

"Such a perfect Omega. Cumming so hard for her Alpha. Gonna let me fill ya up, baby? Cum so deep you'll be feeling me leaking out of you for days?"

You whine at the images his words create. "Yes. Please. I want you to fill me up so badly, Alpha. Need your knot." You plead with a twist of your hips.

Gripping your waist, he pumps up into you at an erratic pace. “Fuck baby, I’m right there.”

You grab his face, leaning down to smash your lips against his. Your tongues fight for dominance as he groans out, knot popping as he thrusts in deep, locking you together as he paints your womb white with his seed. Your velvety walls, milking every last drop he has to give you.

You find yourself smiling, as you hum your pleasure at being filled, against his lips. He pulls back slightly, trailing kisses down your neck, until they rest against your collarbone. Running his teeth along your skin, lips latching on and breaking various blood vessels with his suction. Leaving behind his temporary claim.

“Couldn’t help myself. Had to leave my mark somehow, darlin’.” He kisses the darkened, tender flesh. “When my teeth do finally sink in. Breaking your skin for the first time. You are going to be lying blissed out beneath me in bed, with my knot deep inside you. Not riding me in the backyard.”

“Don’t keep me waiting too long this time, Jackson.” You tease.

After you both caught your breath and cleaned yourselves up, you decide to enjoy the rest of your day off together. Smoking a fresh rolled joint, enjoying some great takeout, and watching movies until you fall asleep cuddled together on the couch.

Both of you awakened once the sun broke through the curtains and into your eyes. This has never happened before. One of you always leaves before the other wakes up. You have to admit it feels right waking up wrapped in his arms.

“So, Little Moon. How do pancakes sound?”

Damn why does his voice have to be all deep and husky first thing in the morning.

You shake out the naughty thoughts running through your mind. There’ll be time for that later. “That sounds great to me as long as you can get Opie to make them instead of me.”

“It’s the least he can do after the free show I’m sure we gave him.”

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The Perks Of Being A Fiend

Alpha!Jax Teller x Omega!POC!Reader "LuLu"

Summary:

Alpha!Jax Teller x Omega!POC!Reader "LuLu" There's no in-between, we only do extremes. He can get on my LAST nerve, but honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Warnings:

Notes:

Hello Heathens! This is my first Jax fic although I'm a massive SOA fan. So be kind. (This was my first Jax fic 😊) Happy Reading!

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5 Missed Calls from JT 🐺

🌖Little Moon🌔 : I'm working Jackson. Why on earth are you blowing up my phone? JT 🐺 : I'm Sorry LM: Okay JT: Just okay? That's it? LM: What do you want a medal or something for doing the bare minimum when you did wrong? JT: C'mon dont be like that darlin'. LM: Don't. I know you're bored at the club house. So what is it you really want? What are you trying to sweet talk me into? JT: Just wanted to see my pretty Omega and since I'm stuck here I thought a picture or two might tide me over. LM: Seriously? JT: You know I’m serious. LM: Find some Beta crow eater to feed your need to see flesh. You’ve always been good at that. JT: That won’t satisfy the craving. I’m fiending for you. Always you. LM: I don't have time for this. JT: Just one picture. Take a bathroom break. JT: Where did you go? JT: I just want to see my Omega. Please, darlin’. I’ll do that thing with my tongue later. LM:

Now leave me be. And you would have done that thing with your tongue anyway. I set up the couch for you tonight if you decide to come home.

JT: Damn. It’s like that? LM: It’s like that. Balls in your court Teller. I’m not the one needing to earn forgiveness.

“I know that face.” Opie said with a smirk. “Someone is in the doghouse again. What’d you do this time?”

“Terra stopped by the house this morning to thank me for helping her with her flat tire last night.” He mumbles out as he lights up a cigarette.

“And?” Opie asks.

“And I may not have told Lulu about it when I got home late because of it.” He exhales a breath of smoke.

“Ooh.” Op winces. “That was a really dumb move man.” He shakes his head. “She’s the chillest woman you’ve ever been with it. But that only works when you don’t blindside her. Tara knew what she was doing showing up this morning like that. What’d Lu do?”

“She’s the one that opened the door and let her in when she asked for me with damn coffee and donuts in her hand.” He stomps out his cigarette. “She stayed calm and went about her normal morning routine while Tara thanked me and I escorted her out.”

“She was calm?”

“Yup.”

“Fuck man. What happened when the door closed?”

“She sat at the table with her coffee and grabbed a donut. She then told me ‘Such a gentleman and a baddass. Lucky me to have snagged such an Alpha. If only he knew to keep me up to date on happenings with his crazy exes.’ Gave me a kiss and then rushed off to get ready for the day.”

“Why the fuck are you here then?” Opie Inquires.

“She’s working. Told me the couch is ready for me tonight if I come home.”

“Damn I do not wish I were you right now. You have some groveling to do Prez.”

“Don’t I know it. Thankfully I know just how to diffuse her.”

You're getting ready to leave work and head home when your besties number shows up on your phone. You pick up and before you can even say hello she's going a mile a minute.

"You're still coming tonight. No excuses. Dress hot as shit too. Get Jax back for that Tara bullshit. I know for a fact that Ari is in town."

“Hello to you too Diamond.” You finally get out as you climb into your Chevelle. “I wasn’t going to bail on you tonight. I just wanted something low key but if you have a plan in mind I’m all for it. You know petty is my love language.”

“I’m thinking, O’ Sheas.”

“We always go to O’ Sheas.”

“Duh. But tonight Ari will be there. I’m sure he’ll be looking for an Omega to get lost in.” She remarks. “He is the idiot that let you get away. If he spots you I’m sure he’ll be begging for another piece.”

“I know you didn't forget that Jax is in fact my Alpha.”

“Of course I didn’t.” She replies. “I’m just saying give the Prez a taste of his own medicine. You don’t have to sleep with him. Just be your charming self is all.”

“I’m only agreeing to go because a drink is just what I need to forget this day.” You say as you pull into your driveway. “I’m not entertaining this Ari nonsense. If he’s there, then he’s there. I’m just looking to get inebriated enough to just knock straight out when I get home. Lord knows I sleep like shit when I’m alone.”

“Jax not coming home tonight?”

“More like I relegated him to the couch.”

“Understandable. I’ll let you get ready. Pick you up in like an hour or so.”

“Sounds good.”

You’re leaning over your built-in vanity, applying highlighter to your cheeks, clad in an olive green lingerie set, your favorite thigh high knit stockings keeping you warm, singing along to Mary J Blige. “My whole world’s, Up. Side. Dooooown.” Your hips sway to the beat as you really get into the song. You glance up into the mirror and spot Jax leaning against the door frame, just admiring the view.

“Singing ‘bout me, little moon?” He husks out.

“I plead the fifth.” You deadpan, turning your eyes back to your reflection.

He steps up behind you, ghosting his fingers along your exposed skin. “Got plans tonight, Omega?” He whispers into your ear.

You swallow but attempt to hold your ground. “Just hitting O’ Sheas with Diamond. Nothing special.” You shrug.

“Hmm.” He takes a step back. “I better get to it then.”

“Get to what?” You turn on your heel towards him as he cages you in.

"These panties have got to go.” He tugs on the waistband against your hip. “Hold on to the counter and lift your ass up for me." You instinctively follow his command.

Not wasting a second Jax practically rips the fabric from your skin. “Much better.”

He sinks down to his knees so that his handsome face and your glistening folds are level with each other. Eyes hooded, pupils dilated, he scents your arousal in the air, licking his lips. “Fuck. Look at you Omega. Perfect little pussy leaking all this slick for me.” He licks a stripe up your folds to your swollen clit, moaning in delight at the sweetness flowing onto his tongue. “God, I missed the taste of you on my tongue.”

"It hasn't even been a day since your last meal." You whimper out.

"Too long. Plus I have an apology to make." He growls out.

You find yourself threading your fingers through his golden locks for balance as he begins to really go to town. Feasting on you as if he’ll perish if he does not consume every ounce of you. He sinks two fingers into your center. You can’t help but grind against his face, fucking yourself with his fingers. He curls them just so, hitting that sweet spongy spot that has you seeing stars. Eliciting a long guttural moan as your sweet nectar spills, making quite the mess all over the lower half of his face.

You release his hair as he lifts his face from between your thighs, lips shining and beard covered in your juices, looking like the cat that got the cream. You wanted to allow your anger to persist, but the endorphin high with an oxytocin chaser that you just experienced is wavering your resolve.

You place your palms on his cheeks, pulling him up to grace him with a deep kiss, enjoying the taste of yourself on his tongue. “Get up Alpha.” You speak against his lips.

Once he is standing between your open thighs you undo his belt and zipper. You reach in, wrapping your hand around his base, giving him a slow pump, granting you a low groan, before pulling out his beautifully thick cock.

"Turn around ‘mega. Hands on the sink. Eyes on me in the mirror. I want you to watch me ruin you baby." You turn around, taking your time placing your hands on the counter. He smacks your ass once, in warning.

You push your hips back as you lean forward. This is when he chooses to tease you, rubbing his dick up and down your soaked folds. Tapping his head against your clit several times before sinking in slowly until his tip kisses your cervix, giving you a moment to adjust to his size stretching you out.

Feeling full of your Alpha you subconsciously begin to undulate your hips, looking for friction, as you lock eyes with him in the mirror. "Alpha, please. Fuck me. I don't think I can stand this much longer. Feels too good when you're so deep inside me."

He growls at your plea, fisting your hair and pulling. Forcing you to arch you back further to keep your eyes locked in the mirror.

He pulls back, slamming in as he begins a punishing pace, fucking you hard and deep. His balls slap against your swollen clit with every thrust making you see spots from the pure ecstasy of it all. Your staring into the mirror, watching his face as he grunts, swears and groans while he fucks all the tension and anger from you from behind.

You watch as he throws his head back, letting out a growl you can feel vibrate against your skin. "Fuck Omega, your pussy is just so damn tight. Feel so good wrapped around my dick. Ready to cum for me again? I need to feel ya squeezin’ me, trying to pop my knot and milk me dry."

"Yes.” You whimper out. “Please, Alpha. I’m close. So, so close." You’re uncaring of how needy you sound at the moment. The man really had a knack for turning you into a hormonal mess whenever he felt the need.

Your plea’s add fuel to his need to consume you, driving him to fuck you even harder. You know you'll most likely be sporting bruises on your hips from the counter, but you’ll deal with that fun little reminder later. Hand still wrapped up in your hair, his grip tightens, the pleasured pain sending you head first over the edge into the bliss of another orgasm.

"Don't close your eyes, ‘mega. Look at yourself.” He grits out. “See how gorgeous you look when you come undone for me." You let out a primal wailing moan as your pussy clamps down on his cock and your legs begin to shake. He smacks your ass with his free hand before taking hold of your hip, continuing to fuck you as you ride the waves of your orgasm.

When your walls stop their rhythmic suffocation of his cock, he slows down, taking his time to fuck you nice and deep. Hitting all your sweet spots. Cresting into the zone of overstimulation you begin to squirm against him again.

He watches, as his cock sinks in and out of your swollen and dripping folds. Hypnotized by how well you take his dick and still remain so goddamn tight. His hips instinctively pick up the pace, once again. "I'm close, Omega. Gonna fill ya up so good, you’ll still be leaking for days" He grunts out, accompanied by harsh thrusts.

"FUCK!” You shout. “Yes. Please, yes. Want all of you Alpha." Is all you can manage to mumble out as you arch your back deeper, preparing to take his seed deep into your womb.

He continues on, setting a pace that just makes your brain go fuzzy and every nerve-ending sing in pleasure.

“Fuuuck.” He grunts out. “My cock drunk little omega. Pussy’s gripping me so damn tight baby. She doesn't want to let me go.”

You just nod and whisper out. “Please. Full.” Lost in a sea of sensation, your mind is not able to formulate more than two words in your current state, other than moans, whimpers and wails of pleasure. You’re flying a serotonin high you are not ready to come down from yet.

That was all the validation he needed to hear to stop holding back and pop his knot, releasing his seed deep into your waiting womb. Painting the walls white with rope after rope of his spend.

Locked tight on his knot, time seemed to stand still, it felt like he was pouring everything he had into you, his cock gave it’s final twitch and he collapsed onto your back. Caging you in as he rains kisses along your shoulders.

That’s when you hear a round of applause come from the doorway. “GOTDAMN Girl! Now I get why he gets away with so much."

You burst into laughter at the situation. Unashamed over what they caught you doing in the comfort of your home. No one told her to let herself in with the key you gave her for emergencies.

“That was the hottest shit I have ever seen and we produce porn.” Juice blurts out.

“Hope you took some notes than, Juicy.” Jax snarks. “Now get the fuck out of my house so I can fully finish apologizing to my woman. Sorry Diamond but she’s staying in tonight.”

“Come on Juice.” Diamond turns to the still gawking biker. “Looks like your my date for tonight. I’m not wasting this outfit cus my girl is so easily dickmatized by her Alpha.”

She latches on to his Kutte and drags him back down the hall out of the house.

Jax knot has gone down enough at this point for him to tenderly slip out of you. A trail of his cum begins leaking down your thigh. He collects it on his fingers and pushes it back inside, making you moan and push back against him.

“I’m going to keep you full until I am fully forgiven for my stupidity.” He pulls his fingers out and places them before you face. You open your mouth and clean them of your combined essences.

“I hope you carbo loaded at the Club then Alpha.” You tease. “You have a ways to go to remain out of the dog house.”

He lifts you up into his arms and walks into your bedroom. “I’ll be sure to do my worst.”

That night took a turn you could not have expected. You want to blame it on the hormone high but that would be a weak cop out when in reality you always would have said yes.

While recovering from your escapades, enjoying all the lovely chemicals coursing through your veins, Jax asked you to be his old lady in every way. “You’re already my mate” He runs his fingers along the freshly renewed bite along your collarbone. “Let’s make this all the way official and head down to the courthouse and make it legal.”

“You’re serious.”

“100%”

“Okay. We’re going to need witnesses though.” You reply

“Easy. Op and Diamond.” He reaches for his phone and calls Op. You pick up yours to text D to meet you at the courthouse in the morning.

That’s how you found yourself in a sundress with a newly signed marriage license cuddled up with your now husband in the kitchen, waiting for Happy to show up to tattoo your ring finger.

“Gemma is gonna flip when she finds out.” Opie states calmly as he takes a puff of his cigarette.

“Who cares what Gemma thinks.” You shrug. “She was always on team, not me, anyway. This was for us not her.”

“She’s just going to have to get over it whenever the news hits her.” Jax adds.

“She might have forgiven you Jackson. But your still on shit list. I’m not so easily swayed.” Diamond declares. “Though this move has given you some points. Making her glow like that will always get you points with me.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Jax responds.

Twelve weeks after your Alpha’s apology and your subsequent nuptials thereafter, the club was dealing with some backlash from a new MC trying to make a name for themselves in the streets. Wanting to keep his men and their families safe, Jax has called a lockdown.

The compound and clubhouse was filled with families, children trying to find a way to deal with the boredom, running around making nuisances of themselves. The volume of so many voices alone was overwhelming, not to mention the haze of cigarette smoke that permeates the air. You’d been feeling queasy for days and the stench of bad perfume wafting off the crow eaters as you tried to make lunch had bile slowly rising up your throat.

“You doin okay there Sweetheart?” Gemma asks, watching you waver slightly on your feet.

“I’ll be fine.” You reply. “Just not feeling my best today. It’ll pass. I think I might go lay down for a bit though if I’m not needed here.”

“We got it Sug.” Luann blurts out before Gemma could give you the third degree. “These crow eaters need to learn to be useful for something other than sucking dick anyway.”

“Thanks.” You give her a tight smile. “If you need any more help, please don't hesitate to come get me.” You rush out of the kitchen before anyone can object and head down the hall to Jax’s room. You’ve unbuttoned your tight jeans and are in the process of sliding the denim down your legs when the door opens.

“Everything okay ‘mega?” Are the first words out of Jax’s mouth. “Op saw you booking it pretty fast out the kitchen.” He closes the door behind him, walking up to you as you're stepping out of your pants.

“I’m fine now.” You wrap your arms around his shoulders. “Just needed to get away from the stench of Crow Eater.”

He places his hands on your hips, pushing up your loose shirt, one of his old beat up SAM CROW’s, thumbs tracing your lower stomach. “They still given you a hard time with smells?” He asks.

“They are.” You nod your head. “It’s mainly the perfume that sets me off. Thankfully it’s supposed to ease up soon. I don’t think I could handle a full nine months of feeling like this.”

He lowers himself to his knees, where his head is in line with your non-existent bump. “Listen here pup. You’re already causing your mama problems and I can’t have that. I’mma need ya to calm your shit down or we’re both gonna be in for it when you get out.” You chuckle at his antics as he reprimands his progeny growing in your womb.

He has been nothing short of amazing since you found out last week that you were expecting your first pup. His apology sure left its mark. It’s a bit sooner than you both were expecting but it’s exciting nonetheless.

“Such a big strong Alpha, on his knees, pleading with his unborn child. Whatever shall I do with you.” You run your fingers through his hair as the door is slammed open. You both turn to find Gemma standing in the doorway, Opie behind her with a look of defeat on his face.

“Sorry guys. I caught her snooping near the door and before I could get a chance to shoo her away she gasped and threw open the door.” He shakes his head.

“You're pregnant?!” She hollers at you. “I knew something was up. That why you marked her?”

“Mom.” Jax stands up. “I’m gonna need ya to calm the fuck down. That’s not only my Omega, but my wife and the mother of your unborn grandchild, your screeching at. She’s already feeling like crap. I’m not about to have you stressing her out too. Either accept this and be happy or get out our faces.” He huffs.

Stunned not only that her son is speaking to her like this but that somehow he got married and didn't even inform her. “You got married? Was that before or after you knocked her up?”

“Watch it.” He growls. “Not that it is really any of your business but we just recently found out she was pregnant. Must have happened around our wedding day. Not that it matters. She was always going to be mine. Knew it from the moment her scent hit my nose.”

“Why didn't you tell me you were getting married?” She asks.

“Because I knew how you’d act and I didn't want you pulling any of your tricks.” Jax deadpans.

“I know what you think about me Gemma.” You speak up. “And you're wrong. I have only ever wanted what was best for your son. My Alpha. Now that we’ve started our own family, you can choose to let your misconceptions of me go and be a part of this little pups life when they arrive. Or you can double down and miss out on all the wonders a new life brings to a family. The decision is yours.”

“Damn.” You hear Opie mutter out.

“If you think for one second I’m risking not being in my first grandbabies life, you're sorely mistaken honey.” Gemma states. “I’ll behave. I’d say welcome to the family but you’ve already been here awhile apparently.”

“See that wasn't that hard.” Jax teases before turning to you. “Can we tell everybody now. I think they all could use some good news.”

You sigh. “Fine. But can I get a nap first.” You negotiate. “I know they’ll want to celebrate and chit chat. If I don’t get some rest I may just snap at the first person to try and touch my belly.”

They all laugh. “Alright, little moon. We can take a nap.” He kisses your forehead, then turns to his mother. “Don’t say a word until we come out later. I mean it mom.”

“I’m not gonna blab.” She relents. “Wouldn’t want to deal with your wrath having upset your Omega. Been there with your father when I was pregnant with John. Wouldn’t wish that on anybody.”

“C’mon Gemma.” Opie pulls her out the room, slowly closing the door. “I’ll keep an eye out Prez.”

“Thanks Op.” He pulls you close, giving you a loving kiss. “I love you Omega.”

“Love ya too Alpha.” You kiss him back, pulling him towards the bed where you had previously made a haphazard nest, so you could cuddle up and get some much needed rest with your perfect pain the ass Alpha.

#poc reader #jax teller x reader #jax teller smut #alpha jax teller

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Don't care if it sounds cold. It is, what it is.

Bucky x POC!Reader, Ex!Steve x POC!Reader

Wordcount: 1394

Summary:

Steve returns 3 years after he left for the past. Wanting the life he had with you before back without consequence. Too bad you’ve moved on with someone he least expected.

Warnings:

Angst and Feels, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Domestic Fluff, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug, Steve Rogers Feels, Hurt Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes Feels, Protective Bucky Barnes, Exes, Sad and Sweet, Sweet Bucky Barnes, Moving On, Lovers to Friends, Friends to Lovers, Abandonment, Domestic Avengers

Notes:

Hello Heathens! Woke up feeling angsty, with a mighty need to finish this dialogue heavy drabble I started last week. Happy reading!

You’re preparing lunch in your modest kitchen, singing and dancing along to the music flowing from your bluetooth speaker, when there’s a knock on the door. Knowing Bucky can easily hear it and you're currently preoccupied you leave him the task of answering it. You listen to the door opening and murmurs of speech for a couple moments before it closes again and two sets of footsteps can be heard heading your way.

“Sam, what have I told you about at least texting before you come over.” You look up from the island, expecting to find a grinning Falcon before you but are caught off guard by the imposing form standing under the archway. “Steven?”

“Hey, doll.” He takes a step forward as you close your eyes, shaking your head to relieve you from the vivid hallucination that is taking up space in your home. It isn’t until Bucky places his cool metal hand on top of yours, giving it a squeeze, that you dare to open them again.

“What are you doing here? And most importantly why ? You went after your happily ever after. You shouldn't be here.” You blurt out, disbelief showing on your face. Bucky without hesitation makes his way to your side of the island, showing his support and making sure to be within arms reach if you need him.

“It wasn’t quite as happy as I imagined it would be.” You watch his adams apple bob as he swallows. “All I wanted for so long was to have a do over with Peggy. So the first chance I had to fulfill that dream, I took it.” He places his hands on the island. “It was good at the beginning, but I couldn’t get you out of my head.” He locks eyes with you. “We barely spent any time together after a while. She was always working. Trying to better the world, leaving me alone with my memories of you. I found myself seeking out pieces of you in her. They always fell short. No one loved me like you. I wanted that back. So I decided I needed to come home.”

You take a deep breath to calm yourself, tears brimming your eyes as you hand Steve a dose of painful truths. "What we had was special Steven. I'll admit that. But it wasn't enough for you. I wasnt enough for you. Your head was always full of the what ifs. Your heart was never fully mine to begin with. I thought that as time went on, that my portion was growing in size. How wrong was I to believe such things.” A lone tear falls from your eyes.

“I'm a firm believer of actions speaking louder than words. You leaving me behind for a chance with her that day was all the reality I needed. It broke me. You broke me. Honestly if it weren't for Bucky, Sam and Clint’s family I don’t think I would have had the will to endure all that pain. I wanted the ground to swallow me up. I wanted to not exist so I wouldn't have to feel the pain of being abandoned for a ghost of your past. I was real, Steve. I was there. I gave you the pieces of me I hadn't shared with anyone else before and you took all of that for granted. And now you're back and expect that love to still remain intact.”

Your heartache seeps through your words, coating it in poisonous barbs, to protect what remains of the vulnerable organ. Bucky, your lover and loyal protector, moves in closer, wrapping his flesh arm around your waist, grounding you. “You have got to be kidding me. Even if I wasnt with Bucky, I wouldn’t take you back. Not after 3 years and having to rebuild myself. My standards have changed and you don’t meet them anymore.”

It’s as if your words delivered a swift punch to the gut for him as he lashes out with vitriol lacing his tongue. “And he does? My best friend. I always knew you had feelings for her. You couldn't wait to swoop in as soon as I was gone could you.” He has a white knuckle grip on the marble as he stares down the man he’s always trusted with his life.

Bucky just nods his head in disbelief as he replies. “I'm the bad guy, Steve, really?” He pulls you in closer to his side, done with the niceties. “If you must know. We didn't even broach anything near romantic until almost a year after you left us BOTH behind.”

He clenches his jaw as he gets that possessive glint in his eyes and you know he’s not going to hold back. “When it finally happened, a natural progression if you will, there was no turning back. She became mine, as I became hers. It was fucking magical. She always came for me. On my fingers. On my tongue. Clamped tight around my cock like a vice. Squeezing the life out of me.” He husks, ghosting his metal fingers across your collarbone. “I helped her forget about the pain you caused when you left her behind for the past. I gave her an outlet for that agony. We sank into the darkness of our loneliness together. Don’t tell me that didnt mean something. Don’t be that daft Rogers. Our love for each other is bone deep.”

Steve stares at the both of you, a loss for words.

“Mama” comes over the monitor sitting behind you on the counter. You turn to see your daughter standing in her crib having woken from her nap. She continues on trying to get your attention, “Mama”, “Dada” the only words you can make out from the babble.

“I’ll get her.” Bucky kisses your temple and proceeds down the hall.

“You have a baby?” Steve chokes. “How old?”

“She’s 15 months old.” You state.

“So, she’s not mine.” He whispers out.

“Not a chance pal. She’s all mine.” Bucky beams as he walks back into the kitchen, your daughter Amara on his hip.

“You never wanted kids with me Steve. Certainly not towards the end. Why would you think she was yours?” You ask.

“Wishful thinking I guess.” He looks over at the sweet cherub face cuddling up against her fathers chest. “She’s beautiful.”

“Bug, want to say hello?” Bucky asks his daughter, a hand running up and down her back.

The toddler eyes Steve and squeaks out a “Hi.”

“Hello sweetness. You look just like your Mama, but with your Dada’s eyes. Such a lucky girl.” You watch as his shoulders slump. “I screwed up royally. I acted before thinking, once again, and look at what it cost me. Everything I ever really wanted was always right here with you and now I’m going to have to watch it from the sidelines instead of being the one to share them with you.” A lone tear rolls down his cheek.

He wipes it away. “I know it’s not much, especially now. But for what it’s worth, I’m Sorry. Truly and deeply.”

“I know you are Steve.” You reassure him.

“We both do.” Bucky adds.

“I don’t hold it against you, ya know.” You impart, placing a hand on his. “If you didn't put me through all of that pain I never would have ended up here, with a life I never could have dreamt of. It’s not perfect, but that’s the point. It works for us and we’re happy. This home is full of so much love and communication. I had to be knocked down to know what I really needed in life. The things I wouldn't settle for. The things I deserved. I hope you can find that one day Steve. I really do.”

“Thanks, doll. I’m pretty sure that ship has officially sailed for me though.” He straightens himself out, Captain persona put back in place.

You give Bucky a look as he places Amara in her highchair. You can’t leave Steve in this state. No matter the pain he caused all of you, there is still love in your heart for him. “Stevie, would you like to stay for lunch?”

“I know Bug would love to get to know her Uncle Stevie.” Bucky states.

You watch a small smile emerge on his face. “I would enjoy that very much.”

#poc reader #bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x reader #light angst #ex steve rogers

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missacidburn928s-heathenhideaway · 12 days

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Affinity Series Masterlist

Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader

Alpha!Steve x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader

Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader x Alpha!Steve

Summary:

Snapshots and moments between Alpha Bucky and his sweet little Omega Edit: This duo turned into a throuple thanks to a certain Captain. So there will be snapshots between Alpha Steve and their sweet little Omega both all together and separate mixed in. (Also the Steve in series is very much an undercover perv. It's a headcanon of mine that I love) There is no chronological order to this series so if you only want to read about one pairing you'll easily be able to do so.

Warnings:

18+ MDNI, Smut, Fluff, Angst, Poly, A/B/O, additional tags per installment.

Bannner by @cafekitsune Divider by @firefly-graphics

Current Total Wordcount: 37,659

Current Installments: 11

Status: Ongoing

INSTALLMENTS:

Honey I'm Home: Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader

Hearts are wild creatures, that’s why our ribs are cages: Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader

Intoxicating. That's What You Are: Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader

Best Served Hot: Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader x Alpha!Steve

Oh, I'm A Mess…: Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader, Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader x Alpha!Steve

On The Line: Alpha!Steve x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader, Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader x Alpha!Steve

I'll open the sky for you. Set the rain on fire: Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader

Keep Your Eyes On Me…: Alpha!Steve x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader, Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader x Alpha!Steve

We All Go A Little Mad Sometimes: Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader x Alpha!Steve

If You Want To Taste The Universe. Just Kiss her…: Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader

Mess With The Best. Die Like The Rest: Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader x Alpha!Steve

#poc reader #avengers smut #abo au #abo dynamics #alpha bucky x omega reader #alpha steve x omega reader #alpha bucky x omega reader x alpha steve #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes smut #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers smut

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Mess With The Best. Die Like The Rest. (Affinity Series)

Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader x Alpha!Steve

Wordcount: 6235

Summary:

A certain someone from your past tries to rain on your parade of love and is dealt with accordingly.

Warnings:

Domestic Fluff, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Shameless Smut, Protective Steve Rogers, Protective Bucky Barnes, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Bucky Barnes, Alpha Steve Rogers, Mating Cycles/In Heat

Notes:

A little angst never hurt anybody. Don't worry it is rare for me not to have a HEA. I don't like writing angst for angst sake. Happy Reading Heathens 😈

Bannner by @cafekitsune Divider by @firefly-graphics

It’s a glorious Saturday afternoon.

The sun is high in the cloudless sky as you drive along the country roads deeper into the compound. You sometimes forget just how large this place really is. Tony made sure to have enough space so that anyone on the team could make a home without feeling suffocated with the day-to-day that is being an Avenger.

As your taking in all the lush greenery around you, you feel the car begin to turn onto a road you have never seen before.

“Ooh. This is new. Looks freshly paved.”

“It is. Finished just a couple days ago actually.” Bucky states.

“I wonder what it could possibly be all the way out here?”

“Well, stop pondering and just let your eyes wander, Doll. I’m sure it will show itself soon.” Steve quips with a poke to your side from the backseat.

Just as you turn in your seat to give the cheeky Alpha a sassy retort the tree lined road opens to clearing. Revealing luscious green grass surrounding the most beautiful Victorian Gothic house you have ever laid eyes on. It looks as if someone had reached inside your head and brought your dream home to life.

“It’s so beautiful.” You whisper to no one.

“Want to take a look inside?” Bucky asks, while gently grabbing your hand to place a kiss on your knuckles. You hadn’t even noticed that the car had stopped.

“Can we? I don’t want to disturb whoever lives here.”

“It’s a brand-new property. Tony only let us know about it last week.” Steve answers.

“Then yes, please. I’d love to take a look inside before it gets snatched up.” You quickly unbuckle your seatbelt and reach for the door handle. Launching yourself out of the car as fast as your legs can carry you.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, there little Omega. The house ain’t going nowhere. Pump the breaks, baby girl.” Bucky chides you.

“Sorry.” You quickly reply. “I’m just so excited to see what the inside looks like.

“Well, I’m the one with the keys so you’re going to have to at least keep pace with me.” Bucky teases.

“Get a move on then Alpha.”

“Brat.” Steve whispers in your ear as he gives your ass a smack. “Behave. I know your excited, Doll, but there really is no rush.”

You take a calming breath, trying to tamp down some of your excited energy. That all goes out the window the moment Bucky unlocks the stained glass adorned front door.

Your Alphas are quickly forgotten as you race around the house.

Once again you feel as if someone made your dream home a reality. From the black, gray, crimson, copper, and white aesthetics adorning the walls and standard fixtures. To the ornate clawfoot tub in the master ensuite.

You make your way back to the surprisingly bright and open kitchen. The windows let in the perfect amount of light to make the most used room in any home feel warm and inviting.

“What do you think, little Omega?” Bucky asks as you dance your fingers along the marble island.

“It's stunning. Tony really out did himself this time. It's like its torn out of the pages of a gothic romance novel.” You swoon.

“I agree. I think it's perfect. Do you think we could be happy here?” Bucky queries.

Turning to face him you answer truthfully. “I’d be happy anywhere my Alpha's are.”

"What he means to say is…" Steve begins.

You watch, eyes wide, as both men get down on one knee. Bucky on his left, Steve on his right, allowing them to connect in the center where together they hold an open velvet box containing two rings that interlock to create one magnificent piece.

It's dainty and elegant. With just a hint of danger. Another thing that seems plucked from your dreams.

Steve continues. "Will you make us even happier than you already have by becoming more than just our sweet little Omega…"

"But our sweet little wife as well?" Bucky finishes.

With the tears brimming in your eyes, threatening to fall, you whisper your answer. "Yes."

"What was that? Couldn't hear ya. Need to be a bit louder, baby girl." Bucky teases.

"Shut up. You heard me. Super soldier hearing and all."

"Well I'd like to hear it again just to be certain."

“Me too.” Steve adds.

"Yes. James and Steven. A thousand times yes."

They grin ear to ear as they place the rings on your finger.

“We promise to fill this home with all the love and babies you can handle, little Omega.” Steve declares.

You pull them both up by their collars so that you can seal the engagement with a kiss.

“Please tell me, we get to stay here tonight?” You state, staring adoringly at your new ring.

“Just say the word and Pepper will be here to help select furniture and have it delivered before the day is over.” Steve informs.

“Oh, wow. Being mated to Avengers certainly has its perks.” You chuckle. “What about all our things at the apartment?”

“Movers are on standby. We weren’t leaving anything up to chance. We know our sweet little Omega. There was no way you would resist moving as soon as possible.” Bucky supplied with a kiss to his claiming mark along your collarbone, hugging you from behind.

“Well then. Make the calls.” You pull out of Bucky’s arms, kissing each man on the cheek. “I’m off to go find the perfect place to put my nest.”

You hum to yourself as you saunter through your new home. A shiny new ring adorning your finger and a promise for forever brightening your smile.

The first morning in your new home…

You’re awoken to the feeling of your body being moved. Followed by a tickling across your legs and the feeling of something wet sliding across your folds. You open your eyes to find Bucky with his face buried between your parted thighs.

A moan escapes your throat before you can begin to speak. “A-alpha. W-what are you doing? I was trying to get some sleep after the night you and Stevie put me through.”

"I couldn’t help it baby. What else am I supposed to do when you're lying in our bed looking all cute. My shirt that you stole to sleep in; being the only thing you have on, is bunched up around your waist because you can’t help but twist onto your tummy and bend your leg up regardless of if one of us is there to wrap around or not. You've got that sweet, sweet peach on full display looking ready to be played like bongos. And then when I run a finger along your outer thigh, and you arch your back like good little Omega in heat, teasing me with a glimpse of the treasure you keep between your thighs. Well what can I say. My brain shuts off. Goes right into autopilot and I can’t be held accountable for the wicked things my tongue does when left to its own devices." He confesses.

"You're a menace, Sarg."

"Yes, I am. But you love it. Now let me get back to my breakfast. It's the most important meal of the day after all."

You lay your head back down, spread your thighs a bit more and enjoy the early morning spoiling.

Steve, having just finished his morning run, is drawn to the sounds emanating from the bedroom. Upon his approach he leans against the doorframe. He’s shirtless. His grey joggers sitting low on his hips. His dick print elongates, creating an uncomfortable bulge as he watches his best friend and packmate please you.

“I don’t know what I want more. To listen to those sweet little moans get louder as you get closer to coming undone or to muffle them by filling your throat with my cock.” He gives his dick a squeeze and your glazed over eyes focus in on the movement and never stray. You lick your lips at the thought of getting your own shot of protein for breakfast.

“Want my dick in your mouth little Omega? Want me to feed you just like your feeding our head Alpha?” He pulls his dick out of his sweats and gives it a slow pump.

You whine and nod your head. Bucky stops teasing your clit and pulls back just enough to growl against your mound. “Use your words Omega.”

“Yes. I want your cock in my mouth, Captain.”

“Good girl.” Steve purrs. Stepping over to the bed and running a finger across your cheek. “Open up for me, baby.”

Bucky takes that moment to flatten his tongue and lick a path up your slit. Collecting all your slick honey along the way. “Fuck. You always taste so sweet, Omega. Better hurry up and get to sucking before your too stupid to remember how.”

You waste no time teasing your tongue along Steve’s length from base to tip. Making sure every inch was nice and wet. Wrapping your lips around his tip, you up into his ocean eyes and proceed to suck him down to the back of your throat.

You allow yourself a moment, mouth full to bursting, as you figure out how to breathe with so much thickness restricting your airways.

That is when Bucky chooses to suck on your aching pearl. Running the smooth underside of his tongue against the sensitive button, causing you to moan around the girth in your mouth.

The vibrations of your voice box along Steve’s shaft evokes a steady growl from his chest, and a slight jerk of the hips. “Fuck, Omega. You know what moaning with my cock in your throat does to me.”

Pulling your head back, you release him. A string of saliva connecting your bottom lip to his spit-soaked tip. “That’s the point, right? I thought you wanted me to be a good little Omega?”

“Fucking brat,” You hear Bucky whisper against your thigh. Giving it a nip before getting back to his meal.

You take Steve’s silence as your que to swallow him back down. Focused on bringing him to his knees, you suck the life out of his cock. Bucky’s not the only one with a ravenous appetite.

Just as you can feel Steve teetering on the edge of his climax, Bucky slides two of his thick metal digits knuckle deep inside you. He even takes the time to curl them upwards. Hitting that sweet spongy spot that brings your orgasm to the forefront. Within moments you’re pulling off of Steve and falling apart on his tongue. Screaming out your pleasure to fill the room around you.

Your body quakes with aftershocks from the intensity to which you just came. You are not to be deterred though. You NEED your Alpha’s to feel as good as you do right now.

You scramble off the large bed. Lowering yourself to your knees on the plush area rug you had placed the day before. “I need both of you to lose the sweats and come stand before me.”

“That what you need little Omega? To suck both of us off. One dick to service isn’t enough for you this morning?” Bucky teases.

“Never. Always want both of you. All the time.” You whimper.

They exchange a look with each other before removing the offending sweats from their bodies and coming to stand in front of you shoulder to shoulder.

“I’ll never get tired of seeing you on your knees, baby girl.” Bucky whispers out as he traces your lips with his flesh hand.

You squirm on your heels. Waiting rather impatiently to service them. That fuzzy hindbrain has taken over momentarily and all you can think about is pleasing your Alphas.

“Please.” You whine.

“Such good manners.” Steve praises you. “Go on, Doll. Make us feel good. Earn yourself a tasty little morning treat.”

That’s all you need to hear to place a hand around each of their dicks. Giving a slow tug until a pearl of precum makes itself know on their tips. Stretching out your tongue you make sure to collect each enticing drop.

You then proceed to alternate between them. Deep throating one as your hand jacks off the other. Teasing their knots until they are tight and ready to pop.

Leaning back on your heels, you open your mouth wide. Signaling to them that you’re ready for your creamy reward. With both being so close to brink of ecstasy, it doesn’t take long before they succumb to a mind-numbing orgasm of their own. Coating your tongue, face, and chest with rope after rope of their combined seed. Staining the shirt you slept in like a Jackson Pollock.

You can only imagine how crazed you look. Hair a mess. Smiling from ear to ear as you’re covered in the very essence of your mates. Your broken from your blissful revelry when the now cum stained shirt is pull off your body.

You watch in horror as Bucky goes to toss it in with the other dirty clothes.

"No! Don't put it in the hamper!” His arm stops midair. The shirt still clutched in his fist. “I want it in my nest. It’s the perfect blend of all of us. I need it." You plead. Sounding whiney even to yourself.

You know your heat is coming soon. You can already feel the pre heat symptoms slowly creeping in, but you don’t care. You need that dirty shirt in your nest.

"Should I be concerned that her needing to have a shirt that's covered in our cum is turning me on right now?" Steve questions.

"No. I think that falls into your possessive pervy wheelhouse. And I’m right there with ya, pal." Bucky agrees.

You shake your head. "Knotheads. The both of you." Snatching the shirt from Bucky’s grasp you head off to your nest to find the perfect spot to place it before claiming the first bath in your glorious new tub.

The following weekend…

The main compound patio and lawn has once more been transformed. Any excuse for Tony to throw a party he is on top of it. Well, Pepper is. Tonight he’s throwing his favorite mated pack a housewarming party so that we can announce your engagement semi publicly. If that is what we wish to do of course.

Seeing as how the party is in your honor, you made sure that your best friend Arlo got an invite. And the Alpha couldn’t be happier about it. Not since he quite literally bumped into Bellamy, one of Bruce’s Lab Assistants and seems to have made a connection. Could it be love? Who knows, but at least it’s been fun to watch.

When Bellamy gets pulled away by his fellow techs to take a round of shots you seize the opportunity to cozy up with your bestie.

"Who knew you were attracted to something other than gym bro betas and service Omegas?" You tease.

"Watch yourself little misses. Your track record until of late was not the greatest either. Your picker was broken too" He jabs back.

"Good thing I used mine instead, huh?" Bucky chimes in.

You all hear a loud obnoxious laugh ringing out over the crowd followed by a girlie giggly. Wanting to know what all the commotion is, you find your eyes scanning the party for the culprit.

That’s when your eyes land on the large solid frame of your abusive asshole of an ex, Caleb and you freeze. Your breath halts in your lungs and you turn pleading eyes to Arlo.

"Oh no.” He whispers. “Not that face. Please tell me your seeing things."

This alerts Bucky who is already at your side and Steve who had just made his way over with fresh drinks in hand.

"What's going on? Why's our Omega frozen in fear like that?" He demands.

"One word.” Arlo sighs in exasperation. “Caleb."

"You mean her waste of space Alpha asshole ex that shouldn’t be breathing let alone at a party in our honor, Caleb?" Bucky grits out.

"One and the same. Looks like he's attached to one of the female agents. Must be her plus one" He observes.

Steve tracks where your eyes have returned and sees a well-dressed man with his arm around a young omega agent that he recognizes. Clearly working his charm on the group that surrounds him.

"Vivienne." he growls.

"The omega that has been giving you issues in training is here with that scum?" Bucky asks.

"Not for long. She has the option to stay as she is part of the lesser teams. But he has to go. I don’t want to make a big deal about it, so I think it's best if you and I handle this quietly."

They exchange a look with each other. One that conveys that no matter what happens they are on the same side and will protect you at any cost.

"Arlo, why don't you take our Omega out on the dance floor and get her mind off things." Steve suggests. His Captain voice leaking through.

You snap out of your fear-stricken haze and turn to your Alphas. "You're leaving me?"

"No baby." Bucky coo's, nuzzling your cheek. "We're just going to go take out the trash. Didn’t want you worrying when you should be celebrating."

You look at Arlo. "Come on sweets. Let's destroy the dance floor and show these Avengers how to really party."

You look to your Alphas once more. "Okay. But you owe me a dance when you get back."

"Oh my sweet, sweet, little omega. Nothing could keep me from feeling that glorious body grind up against me while you’re lost to the music." Steve teases. "Have fun ruining our friends."

"I swear one of these days, those hips are gonna get somebody pregnant." Bucky jests.

"Is that so bad?" You state with innocent eyes.

He pulls you close and whispers in your ear. "Watch yourself little Omega. I just might take that as a challenge." He kisses you behind the ear and then turns to his best friend.

"Give your Alphas a kiss for good luck baby girl." He requests and you happily oblige.

Steve takes the liberty of deepening his and making sure to get your sweet scent all over him. "Now I can handle business properly. We won’t be long, Doll. Arlo, don’t let her out of your sight."

"Aye aye Captain!"

You shake your head. "You just had to make it awkward. What am I going to do with you?"

"Come on. I couldn’t help it. It was right there." Arlo laughs.

"You're lucky I love you." You jest.

"I’m a damn delight and you know it. Now let’s go shake our asses and turn this party up higher." He grabs your hand and leads you out on to the dance floor.

Bucky and Steve watch you saunter off before they face each other once again. "Got any ideas how you want to do this?"

"Just follow my lead." Steve replies.

"Aye, aye captain."

"Wow. Et tu Bucky. Et tu?"

"How's everybody doing? Having a good time?" Steve asks with a friendly smile on his face.

"Hello, Captain Rogers. It's a great party. Congrats on the new house. I'm sure being closer to work is nice." Vivenne greets him.

"The privacy and extra space was needed." He looks over to Caleb, his public mask firmly in place. "You're a new face. Hello, I'm Steve Rogers."

"I know who you are, Sir. And the Winter Soldier as well. I'm Caleb Withers. It's a pleasure to meet you. As my lovely date has already said, this party is great. Never been to a housewarming so big."

"Yeah. Usually Tony goes too over the top, but our Omega deserves all the bells and whistles."

"That's just the sweetest thing. I want my Alpha to gush about me like that someday. Where is she? I'd love to congratulate her as well." Vivienne carries on.

"She's on the dance floor with her best friend Arlo." Steve answers. Smile sat smugly on his face.

At the mention of Arlo's name, Caleb's brows furrow. "Arlo Ducant?"

"Yes, actually. Do you know him?" Bucky inquires with a darkened glare.

It's at this moment that the wind (or possibly a tipsy Scarlett Witch) kicks up. Pushing the scent of you mixed with your Alphas in Calebs direction.

He can't help but inhale. The familiar scent invading his space and evoking memories of the Omega who got away. The one who practically maimed him the last time he ran into her.

Ever the observant soldier, Steve notices the subtle changes happening before him. "Ah. Looks like someone finally figured it out."

"You’ve got to be fucking kidding me." Caleb spits out.

"What’s going on?" A confused Vivienne asks.

"Your date is our Omegas ex. I’m not going to get into particulars here but it's time for him to go." Steve succinctly states.

“Excuse me?” Caleb pipes up.

“You heard him. You’re not wanted here.” Bucky steps forward.

“Yeah. No.” Caleb stands taller and takes a slow sip of his drink. “If she wants me gone, she’s going to have to come over here and tell me herself. Not send over her little minions.”

“Caleb, what the fuck?!” Vivienne says on a gasp. “I am so sorry Captain. I didn’t know.”

“We’ll talk about this on Monday before training. You're dismissed.”

Not willing to have her risk her job over some asshole, Will, a fellow agent and Alpha, grabs her hand. “Come on, Vivi. Let’s go refresh our drinks.” He quickly spirits her away without further issue.

“I’m really not a fan of repeating myself. So place the drink down and let’s go. We’ll personally escort you out since you have such a hard time following direction.” Steve dictates.

With a clench to his jaw, Caleb downs his Vodka in one gulp, maintaining eye contact with Steve, before placing the glass down on a nearby table.

“We’re all going to walk calmly out of this party. I assume you didn’t bring a car. But that’s of no matter. Tony always has drivers on standby for parties.” Steve states. “Let me make one thing abundantly clear. You will not make a scene on our way out. Your presence alone nearly sullied our entire night. I will not have our Omega embarrassed over some poor excuse for an Alpha.”

Caleb glares at the only somewhat larger Alpha before him.

Bucky shuts him down real quick. “I wouldn’t get any funny ideas right now if I were you. The only reason your still standing is because besides Arlo and our Omega, we’re the only ones who know what kind of an Alpha you really are.”

“It’s time to go. After you.” Steve cuts in before Caleb can spew a retort.

The walk out of the patio was uneventful. Upon venturing through the darkened pathway that ran along the side of the compound, Steve, with the quickness only a Super Soldier can possess, grabs Calebs collar and pins him against the wall.

The little shit laughs in his face and shakes his head. “Oh wow. The little bitch really has you in a chokehold doesn’t she. I mean I know that pussy is magical but damn.”

“Watch your mouth when you talk about our mate, pal.” Steve grits out.

“Our mate? Both of you claimed her. What kind of old school bullshit is that?”

“She has two mating glands; therefore she was destined two Alphas. She was meant for a pack not a pair.” Bucky states while remaining deadly calm.

“And she chose a murderer and America’s bitch boy to mate with?” He starts laughing once again. “Fucking figures. She was always so..”

His words are cut off when a fist makes contact with his jaw. “Say whatever the fuck you want about us. We’ve heard it all. But what you won’t be doing is bad mouthing our girl. I should kill you where you stand for ever thinking it was okay to hurt a woman. I’d get away with it too. Benefits of being, what was that you called me, oh yeah America’s Bitch Boy.”

“Him I could believe. You? You wouldn’t have to balls to actually do it.” Caleb goads.

Bucky sighs in exasperation. “Fuck. Here we go.”

Without saying a single word, Steve begins to rain down fist after fist to Caleb's face and abdomen. He knows he’s broken at least three of the douchebags ribs. Besides a possible fractured orbital socket. Hard to tell when his eye is swollen shut.

“Which hand is your dominate one?” Steve demands.

He raises his right hand as his left holds on to his chest. Steve takes the hand and proceeds to break every finger. When the bastard starts to scream, he pins him back up against the wall with a hand around his throat. Choking out any sound.

As the anger that this man caused you pain rises. That he left you bloody and bruised and had the nerve to try and intimidate you even after you got out of that situation. His grip around Calebs throat tightens.

It’s when Bucky notices him start to turn a bit blue that he steps in. “Alright, Stevie. He’s had enough. Both Pepper and our little Omega will be pissed with us if there’s a body that needs cleaning up. Let the douche bag go.”

Coming to his more rational senses he loosens his grip. He lets Caleb fall to the floor, gasping for air, faced muddled in bruises in fresh cuts. There is no way he is showing his face here again.

While his best friend catches his breath, Bucky reaches down with his metal hand and pulls Caleb up from the floor by the back of his shirt. Not wasting any more time, he continues their intended trek out to the driveway where a car is most likely waiting to take him away.

You’d think being nearly beaten to death by Captain America would have knocked some sense into him or at least kept him quiet. But Caleb was determined to have the last word. The entire journey to the town car, he continued spewing his hate. Calling you horrible names and saying all you were ever good for was a tight pussy and decent looks. That he and Steve must have really low standards if they chose you.

By the time they reached the car, Bucky has had enough.

Happy was standing off to the side, making sure his drivers were ready at a moment’s notice. Not batting an eye at the battered man being dragged by the Winter Soldier, he approaches them.

“Shouldn’t you be celebrating with your sweet little lady? Not out here taking out the trash?”

Steve, having emerged from the darkened pathway answers for him. “This particular trash needed special handling.” He takes out a handkerchief and begins wiping his knuckles free of blood.

“I see. Raymond, I’ll be driving this man myself. Keep an eye on things for me will you.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Happy opens the back door as Bucky lifts Caleb up to lean against the car. The asshole has more parting words for him. “We’re not so different you and I. One of these days she’s going to open that smart mouth and say the wrong thing and your hands will lash out without thought.”

Bucky leans all of his weight into the man. Making sure to add extra pressure to his ribs. “Just because I saved you from my best friend murdering you on our night of celebration doesn’t mean you’re safe. I’ll be keeping tabs on you myself. You better be on your best behavior. You won’t see me coming until your slowly bleeding out.”

He shoves him none to carefully into the back seat and slams the door. “I don’t care where you take him Happy. Just get him away from here. And make sure your drivers keep their mouths shut about what they’ve seen.”

“Already done.” Happy agrees. He gets into the driver’s seat and takes off down the long and windy driveway.

“You can’t walk back into the party like that, pal. Your shirt is covered in blood.” Bucky chuckles with a shake of his head.

“I don’t give a fuck about that. I need to see our Omega. Know that she is okay.” He growls out.

“Down boy. I’m going to go get her and then we can all head home. Okay?”

“Yeah.” Steve bobs his head.

Bucky whistles for one of the valets to grab their car. When it arrives he addresses the still clearly agitated Alpha. “Get in the back and try to calm yourself down man. I’ll drive us home so our sweet little Omega can sort you out in the back. Got it?”

“Don’t take forever.” He retorts, sliding into the backseat.

You’re blissfully unaware of the carnage that has taken place as you make your way to the car with Bucky. You know Steve is waiting for you and even though this was a party for you all, your social battery is just above empty. You just want to be at home with your Alphas.

You reach the idling car in no time and Bucky opens the back door for you. You slide in and a gasp leaves your mouth. Steve’s shirt is covered in blood. Your Omega instincts kick into high gear and you begin checking him for injuries.

“Little Omega, I’m okay. It’s not my blood.” Steve says in a soothing tone.

“Then who’s is it? Was the compound attacked?” You ask, still frantically checking him over.

“No baby. The compound is safe. We just had a little discussion with Caleb on his way out. Things may have gotten a little heated.” He states.

Bucky, having started the car, chimes in as he makes it out of the driveway. “The idiot kept running his mouth and Stevie almost killed him for it.”

You look to your Alpha as warmth settles low in your belly. This man loves you so much that he almost killed a man just to protect you. You can’t help the sinful smile that spreads across your face.

Who knew defending your honor so fiercely was such a turn on. Could be instincts. Could be that your heat is so close. The reason why is of no matter. All you know is that you need to show your Alpha just how appreciative you are of his protection.

You hike your dress up and crawl into Steve’s lap. He tilts his head at the sudden change in your demeanor. A question clearly poised on his tongue. One that never gets to see the light of day as you lean forward and place a devastating kiss to his pillow soft lips.

You hum into the kiss, feeling your temperature rise, he pours the same amount of emotion into it as you have. You break away from the kiss and start praising your big strong Alpha for standing up for you. Pulling his hands up to your face and kissing his angry knuckles. Then sucking on his thick fingers like you would his cock.

You’re driving him crazy, and he just needs to feel all of you. He needs to remind himself that you are okay, and nothing will ever happen to you on his watch. With those quick reflexes you love so much, he spins his body and places you on the seat. Lowering himself down into the footwell, where he places sweet kisses to your thighs before ripping your panties off your body.

With a rumbly growl, he leans forward and begins feasting on your dripping pussy.

Glancing in the rearview mirror Bucky can’t help but point out his observations. “This seems vaguely familiar yet different all the same.”

Clearly, he is referencing the night you fully met the team for the first time. When you and Bucky were fooling around in the backseat on the way home while Steve drove. The night you first tasted Steve on your tongue.

Next thing you know you’re coming on Steve’s tongue. The orgasm was amazing but it’s not enough. So you proceed to pull your Alpha up by his disheveled hair. Your fingers waste no time unzipping his slacks and pulling his hardened cock out. “Please, Alpha. Need you inside me. Now. Want your knot.”

Once more he lifts you up and spins so that he is now seated with you hovering above him. “Then take it little Omega. It’s all yours.”

Slick is leaking down your thighs and your temperature is continuing it’s steady climb. You am more than ready to take his thickness. You notch his weeping head to your entrance and slide down his length with ease. He grips your hips as you begin to undulate above him. When his dick hits that sweet spot it’s all over for you.

Like an addict jones for a fix you make him graze it over and over again. It’s intense and hot as hell.

Poor Bucky almost drives off the road because he’s so turned on and keeps checking the rearview. He even cracks the steering wheel with his Vibranium hand.

Another orgasm is ripped from your body as you’re pulling up your driveway to the garage. Your spasming walls massage Steve’s girth, and he can’t help but pop his knot. He throws his head back as you continue to ride him until you collapse against his chest. Panting and locked together.

Steve kisses your forehead. “Hey little Omega, I know you’re feeling just as good as I am right now. But we have to get inside. Bucky is going to open the door and I need you to wrap those sexy legs around my waist for me. Can you do that, doll?”

You nod your head before burying it deeper in his neck. Being the amazing team that they are, having so much history together, it doesn’t take the Alpha’s much time at all to get you both out of the backseat.

Steve leads the way inside, with you wrapped tightly around his waist. The entire walk to the nest you’re a whiny needy mess. Begging to be filled with their pups. Telling them you don’t care about a wedding. That you just want to start your family already.

Clearly your heat has been triggered. And with how intense the sex in the car was you may have triggered their ruts as well.

You make it to your nest just as Steve’s knot has deflated enough for him to pull out and place you down gently. You immediately remove your dress and unclasp your bra. Letting it fall to the ground, before pulling Bucky forward and ridding him of the layers that are keeping you from his warm skin.

“Someone is very eager tonight? Is there something you wanna tell us, Omega?”

Instead of giving a verbal answer, you turn your back to them, kneel on all fours and present like a good little Omega.

“As good as you look presenting so pretty for me. I’m going to need to hear your words before we’re all lost to our hormones.” Bucky states. Always the stickler for consent. Something you very much love about him.

“Heat. My heat is here, and I need your knot Alpha mine.”

He grips the base of aching cock at your words. “And that’s exactly what you’re gonna get, Omega. Gonna keep our girl nice and full.” He lets his hind brain take over.

The haze setting in as he teases your cleft before thrusting to the hilt. Your pussy tightens around him immediately, setting off his need to breed you. To claim you from the inside out. To give you the pups you’ve been begging them for.

Everything else fades away as he goes to town on you while Steve recovers. Who takes the time, while his mind is till clear to make sure the room is set for your first heat/rut cycle in your new home.

You’ve lost count of how many times you’ve come. Lost in the feeling of pleasure and being so full. With a roar resounding through the air, you feel Bucky’s knot pop deep inside you. Locking you in place as his teeth sink into your mating mark and he fills your womb with the seed you so desperately crave.

Laying on your sides, you play with the metal fingers on his Vibranium hand. Placing it against your chest to help cool you down. Steve, having stripped himself, makes his way into the nest to join in on the cuddle puddle.

Your nose wrinkles as he get’s closer. “As hot as you defending my honor is. I think it’s time for a shower and for you to burn those clothes. They faintly smell like Caleb and that’s just a lady boner killer.”

“Wasn’t such a problem when you were riding my knot in the car.” Steve quips back.

“Momentary heat induced insanity. I’ve cum, therefore the scent must go.”

“Only if you come wash my back. Make sure there’s no trace of him left.” He counters.

“What do I get out of it?”

“A white wolf between your legs getting his fill.” Bucky stage whispers in your ear.

You bite your lip at the image his words provide. “Deal.”

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If You Want To Taste The Universe. Just Kiss her... (Affinity Series)

Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader

Wordcount: 2920

Summary:

This was certainly not how you imagined meeting your boyfriend's best friend. You left a lasting impression, that’s for sure.

Warnings:

Meet-Cute, Fluff and Smut, smut and humor, Shameless Smut, Accidental Voyeurism, Alpha/Omega, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Bucky Barnes, Alpha Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers is a Tease, Porn With Plot

Notes:

Let's take a glimpse into the beginning of you and Bucky. Happy reading Heathens!

Bannner by @cafekitsune Divider by @firefly-graphics

It’s been one hell of a day so far. Work has been hectic. Which would be fine, if it weren’t for the fact that the A/C conked out and it was hotter than Hades’ hair out today. Thank the goddess below that it was time for lunch.

Your normally greedy appetite was considerably minimal this afternoon, as it was just too hot to have an overly full belly. So instead of a hearty sandwich from your favorite food truck in the park nearby, you’ve opted for an ice-cold Hawaiian Ice from the food cart instead.

As you’re grabbing your favorite mid-day snack a Dachshund rushes between your legs, quickly followed by a Corgi and a sizable Pitbull. Before you know it you’re tangled up in various dog leads.

You look up to find a young dog walker apologizing profusely but not bothering to help you with the mess she created. You don’t want to yell at the poor girl for her lack of assistance. That might just scare the clearly excited dogs. Making your predicament all the more complicated to get out of.

Unbeknownst to you, this bizarre encounter has been witnessed by a man passing by. Seeing the clear agitation on your face he proceeds to walk over. “I’m sorry but can I help you out? I watched the whole thing go down and you look like you could use a hand.”

“Please. I’m trying to remain calm to not freak the dogs out more. With my luck I’ll end up face first on the concrete.” You nervously laugh.

“Hang tight. I’ll get you untangled in no time.” With that the stranger in leather got to work. Before long you were set free and the dog walker with her calvary of canines were back on track for their next adventure.

“Thank you so much for your help. Who knows how long I would have been stuck like that.”

“It was nothing, really. Glad I could help.” He gives you a bashful smile. It’s the first time you get a good look at his face and holy shit is this man f-i-n-e, FINE.

“Let me buy you a cone to thank you. It’s such a hot day and you're in leather. It’s the least I could do.”

“The heat doesn’t bother me. I welcome it, actually. So a cone isn’t necessary. But I wouldn’t mind getting your number. You know so I could check in and make sure you made it through the day unscathed.”

A devastating smile adorns his face. Making his steel gray eyes sparkle in the sunlight.

“Very smooth. Mr. Tall, dark and handsome.” You chuckle.

He laughs back and holds his gloved hand out. “James Barnes but you can call me Bucky.”

You place your hand in his and tell him your name.

“Beautiful name. I wasn’t kidding about that number. If it’ll make you feel better I can give you mine instead. That way the ball is in your court. What do you say?”

“That sounds agreeable. You were my knight in leather armor after all.”

You reach into your bag, retrieving your phone and place it in his large palm. You watch with rapt attention as he places his number in your contacts. He doesn’t even try to be slick and text himself so that he can have yours.

When he steps forward to slip it back into your purse you can’t help but take in the amazing scent of sandalwood, whiskey and honey wafting off of him.

“I won’t keep you. I’m sure you have someplace to be.” He goes to turn the way he originally came. “I hope the rest of your day is as bright as your smile.” With that parting remark he sets off into the park.

Something inside you is pulling you to chase after him. You fight the urge, telling yourself that you need to get back to work. Instead you grab a new cone. While waiting on your flavors to be added to the icy treat you find the courage to go ahead and text him now. What harm could it do?

O: Hi! You just saved me from a tangle of dog leads. I have procured a new cone of shaved ice and am heading back to work. Thank you again for the assist. Please do let me know how I can repay you. Bucky: And here I thought it’d be a couple of days before I heard from you. Color me pleasantly surprised. As I said before, it really was nothing. But if it means so much for you to “repay me”. How about you let me take you out to dinner tomorrow? Make sure you get a proper meal. O: Wow you really are bold aren't you? B: To be honest I’m not normally this upfront. There is just something about you. And I want to find out more. So what do you say my damsel in distress? I know this great little place in Brooklyn. O: Would this be a date? Or just a consolation prize for being chivalrous? B: I would like it to be a date but I’m not going to assume. O: Can I meet you there? You know, just in case I need to make a clean getaway? B: Fine by me. Although I’m hoping you won’t need to. O: Looks like you got yourself a date. B: Great! I’ll send you the address. See you tomorrow at 7pm little Omega. O: How do you know if I’m an Omega or not? B: Doll, you weren’t the only one sneaking a sniff when I went to put your phone away. That honey sweet scent of yours is unforgettable. O: You caught me smelling you! B: Relax. I just admitted to doing it too. I kind of like that you couldn’t help yourself. O: I’d be embarrassed but you smelled too good to resist. I better get back to work before they notice I’ve been on my lunch too long. B: Alright. Have a good rest of your day little Omega. I’ll see you tomorrow. O: Thanks again for saving me. B: Anytime, doll. Anytime.

That dinner turned into talking until the restaurant closed and continuing your night wandering Brooklyn with the infamous Winter Soldier. How you missed that your savior was an Avenger is beyond you but it’s of no matter now. Bucky, Super Soldier or not, has been a pretty great guy to you so far.

Not to mention that you’ve only been dating a couple weeks and the sexual tension between you is through the roof. It’s certainly looking for an escape. When he asked if you wanted to keep it simple today by just coming over to cook and watch a movie you jumped at the chance.

Now here you were riding him on the couch. Your skirt pulled up to your waist, and your bralette pulled down enough to expose your tits. Allowing for Bucky to feast on them. Marking you up as you have a hold of his hair. He’s shirtless. His pants and boxer briefs pulled down to his calves as you let your natural impulses guide you.

Your head is tossed back as you lose yourself to the feeling of being so full when you hear a voice speak up behind you.

“You look a bit tied up, want me to come back later?”

Shocked by the deep timbre that can only be Bucky’s roommate, your hips grind to a halt. “I thought you said no one was gonna be home for another two hours?” You demand of the alpha below you.

“Fucking hell, Stevie. Didn’t you have a briefing and paperwork that needed to be finished today?”

“Decided to come home and do the paperwork here in comfort in the office. I didn't know you had company, or I would have stayed at the compound.” His eyes travel the bits of you that are exposed as he gets a whiff of your intoxicating scent. “Hi. I’m Steve Rogers.”

“I’d shake your hand but I'm a little preoccupied. Nice to meet you, Steve. Wish it was under different circumstances. Mind heading to your office now so we can finish what we started. You caught us right when it was getting good.”

Your response shocks him. “Oh she’s fucking perfect for you Buck. Let me know when it’s safe to come back out. We can order a late dinner and have a proper introduction.” With a sly smile he gives you another once over and heads off down the hallway.

With slow, controlled movements, you give your hips a cursory grind. A moan escapes both of your throats as the coarse hair along his pelvis stimulates your clit. Making your walls involuntarily squeeze tight around him.

You place Bucky’s hands back on your hips as you start a languorous pace. Completely giving yourself over to the sensations of lazy first-time sex. It doesn’t always have to be, tear your clothes off crazy the first time.

It may have started that way, but this lazy sensory overloaded romp is hitting all the spots you didn’t know needed scratched. You look down at the broad, thick body of the Alpha below you. Your fingers dancing along all the ridges and grooves of sculpted muscle as you take what you need from him. His crystal blues stare back at you with such adoration that you almost lose your breath.

Rising from the cushions supporting his back, Bucky pulls you in closer. His metal arm feels cool against the heated flesh along your spine. Your chests, pressed tight, rise and fall together. Your hands roaming freely, seeking new skin to touch and tease. Your lips and tongues becoming acquainted with each other once more.

You have no idea how long you remain locked in this tight sensual embrace of flesh and lust before the telltale signs of an impending orgasm creep up on you.

“Close.” You whimper into the crook of his neck. Arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders. “Alpha, I’m so close.”

You feel as his hands glide themselves down to the meat of your hips. With a grip that is both demanding but soft he increases the speed at which you are riding him. “That’s it Omega. Little pussy is gripping me so tight. Go ahead and let go. Drench my cock so I can finally give you my knot."

He teases your mating gland with his tongue. Making everything start to get fuzzy in your brain. "Gonna stuff you so full there's no way you won’t make a mess on my lap. You'll be leaking me all night.”

The combination of friction against your swollen clit, mixed with Bucky's filthy words whispered in your ear and the sensation of his lips leaving open mouthed kisses along your overheated skin is the perfect catalyst for you to succumb to the mind-numbing full body orgasm that has been building for some time now.

You toss your head back and release a moan worthy of a porn star. Eyes closed, you ride each wave of your orgasm as they ebb and flow. A cacophony of swears and whimpers, accompanied by your Alpha's name, expel themselves from your now hoarse throat.

Allowing your body to guide you, your lips find the space along the juncture between your Alphas throat and shoulder. You don’t want to bite down. It's far too early in the relationship for that kind of claim. Instead you proceed to suck. Leaving a purplish hickey behind.

The feel of your luscious mouth clamping down on his flesh is the thing that pushes him over the edge. With a deep growl, he trusts upward and impales you on his now swollen knot. Making sure to leave a hickey of his own against your mating gland.

Your sensitive channel can feel each twitch of his cock as he spills inside of you. Filling you to the brim and then some, just like he promised.

With eyes glazed over, you both revel in the post orgasmic bliss. As you lay your head against his shoulder you can't help but to run your fingers along his scruffy jaw as you admire the Alpha that has quickly become very important to you.

“Can I borrow some sweats? I don’t need to worry about first impressions anymore. I think my naked ass left one I won’t be able to top anyway. So I’d like to comfortable at least for my second impression.”

Bucky chuckles and then gives your ass a squeeze. “This ass left a lasting impression on me too. But the thought of you wearing my clothes, making em smell all sweet like you, yeah that’s happening. In fact, I’m tempted to tease you all night so your slick soaks the fabric.”

He bites his lip and you can feel his softened cock begin to twitch.

“Uh, uh, Alpha. Don’t go getting yourself all excited again. We’ve already made Steve stay locked away in the office long enough. I’m not running the risk of him disliking me because you can’t control yourself and make him feel like a guest in his own home.” You chastise him.

“See that right there. Thinking about my best friend’s needs and opinion. That’s one of the things that makes so sweet. It helps even out all that sass.” He swats your ass as you stare at him mouth agape.

“You’ll pay for that later.” Your eyes go all doe eyed and soft as you whisper, “Sarg.”

“Fuck.” He whispers before taking a calming breath. “Let’s go grab you something comfy from my room.”

He lifts you up as if you weigh nothing and makes his way down the hall. Stopping at the cracked office door. “Get out of those stuffy work clothes Cap and throw on something more comfortable. We’ll meet you in the kitchen in 5 and sort out dinner.”

“Aye, Aye, Sargent.” Steve responds. Making you giggle against Bucky’s neck.

“Damnit Stevie. Don’t make this weird.” He sighs. “See you in 5.”

“So, Bucky’s damsel in distress is finally here in the flesh.” Steve gives a wicked smile.

“I told you not to make it weird, pal.” Bucky shakes his head.

You laugh it off. “He’s not making it weird. Why deny what he saw. It’s not his fault he walked in on what he did. We could have easily been in the safety of your room earlier.”

“You sure about that Omega. If I remember correctly. You couldn’t keep your hands to yourself the whole ride over here. You were perfuming so much my car is going to be smelling like sweet little omega for weeks.” He teases his tongue along his bottom lip. “I’m surprised we even made it into the house at all. I would have gladly taken you once we parked in the garage.”

He is really trying to get you flustered in front of his best friend. Little does he know you thrive off of this type of give and take. Not much can embarrass you. Not after the hardships life has thrown your way.

“So that’s why the garage smelled so damn good when I got out the car. Had to readjust my slacks before I could walk inside.” Steve says nonchalantly before taking a bite of his Chinese food.

“Are you telling me, my scent made America’s Golden Boy aroused? That’s dangerous Steven. Might give a woman a big head.” You tease.

“Wouldn’t be the only one.” He mumbles.

“Watch it punk. You already got an eye full you didn’t deserve.” Bucky declares.

“And what a sight it was.” He gets this dopey look in his eyes.

You just laugh at his antics. Who knew Captain America could be such a goofy little perv. It’s refreshing honestly. You two are going to get along great.

“Pardon my boldness. And please correct me if I’m wrong but it seems like you may need to get laid Captain.”

You watch his eyes slightly dilate when you say his title before he swallows and speaks. “That’s an understatement. But it’s not as easy as you may think. I could go find a little omega to sate my need for a night but I’m not really looking for that. I want more than just a warm place to stuff my knot. Plus it’s hard to tell who’s giving me attention because they actually like me. And who is only giving it to me to just check a box off their bucket list.”

“That sounds rather lonely. Good thing I’m around now. I can help you vet out the bad ones and help you find the good ones with potential.” You shyly smile. “If that’s okay with you of course. I don’t want to impose. I just started dating Bucky but you’re his best friend and roommate. You deserve all the good things, just like he does. A man like you shouldn’t feel like he is forced to be alone.”

“Thanks, Doll. I appreciate it and I would love your help. Although you are dating Bucky so I’m not quite sure your head is screwed on right. But I’ll take the risk.” He states with a beaming smile.

“You fucking little dick.” Bucky grits out as you can’t contain your laughter.

“Now Bucky, you know there’s nothing small about me. Not anymore at least. Everything finally matches up.” He says with a wink.

Holy shit! Has Steven Grant Rogers been packing even before the serum. That explains a lot.

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We All Go A Little Mad Sometimes (Affinity Series)

Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader x Alpha!Steve

Wordcount: 3990

Summary:

You celebrate your first Halloween together as a mated pack.

Warnings:

Gratuitous Smut, Smut, Shameless Smut, Halloween Costumes, Porn With Plot, Voyeurism, Pole Dancing, Lapdance, Lap Sex, Threesome, Double Penetration, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Steve Rogers, Alpha Bucky Barnes, Mating Bond, Mating Bites

Notes:

Hello Heathens! It's time for some sexy Halloween shenanigans with our favorite pack! Happy Reading!

Bannner by @cafekitsune Divider by @firefly-graphics

Another year, another Halloween bash thrown by Tony at the compound. This year you had the added benefit of not one but two Alpha’s on your arm. Not to mention the lovely claim marks decorating your collarbone.

You couldn't be happier that the boys went along with your costume choices for the night. Preening over how sinfully handsome your Alpha’s looked. Both of them grew their hair out for the event. “Anything for our sweet little Omega.” They both stated upon your request.

Bucky looked otherworldly dressed as a vampire, devilish fanged smirk and all. The contacts you purchased him turning his steel gaze, cold as ice. The subtle clenched jaw was even working in his favor.

Steve was almost unrecognizable. His blonde shaggy locks dyed brown and a full thick beard covered the lower half of his face. A couple well placed bloody cuts, dirtied up, torn clothing and a set of top and bottom fangs completed the werewolf ensemble.

Then there was you. Dressed as Queen Akasha herself, sans the neck piece. You wanted to show off your claims, not hide them. It took some serious convincing and time on your knees for your Alphas to agree to let you wear the barely there costume. Based on the looks the three of you were receiving as you made your way through the crowd outside, it was well worth it.

“I need a fucking drink. All these eyes on you are making me twitchy.” Bucky grounds out.

“Oh Sarg, they aren’t all on me.” You stop, turning your back to Steve as you face him, running your fingers down his Adam's apple. “I can practically see knees weakening watching your tall, dark, mysterious frame walk by.”

You place a kiss to his chin and pivot to look up at Steve. “And you my dear Captain. You’re perplexing them all. Who knew America’s Golden boy could look so unruly.” You nip his Adam’s apple and head towards the bar inside, to gain some much needed warmth.

“I want to be angry, but for the life of me, I can’t think straight when she looks like that.” Steve states.

“Fucking little vixen.” Bucky shakes his head. “C’mon Stevie. Best not leave her alone too long. Trouble loves to follow her round.”

Drinks had been partaken, conversations shared and the party was starting to wind down. Only the team and those closest to them remain, congregating in the common room. As a joke, or maybe not, Tony had a stripper pole placed in the middle of the couches.

The girls were curious as to your excitement at seeing the pole and you divulged that you used to choreograph for your sex worker friends for extra cash. “Plus it's a great workout in general. You really should give it a try.”

“You can’t tell us something like that and then not show us.” Wanda blurts out.

“I have to agree.” Nat nods along. “What level of routine were you choreographing for your friends? How do we know you’re not just trying to impress us with your words?”

With the rum still slightly running through your veins you had no qualms about educating them on your skills on the pole. “I know your goading me to get a free show but I really can’t back down from a challenge.” You smile devilishly. “Go ahead and take a seat, bring the men over too if you wish.”

“Oh I’m so game for this.” Maria exclaims, grabbing Wanda’s hand and pulling her toward the couches, currently occupied by Bruce, Clint, and Sam.

“Where’s the smoke?” Clint asks as the women take their seats.

“We’re about to get a lesson on how to work a stripper pole.” Nat explains.

“Yo!” Clint yells to Tony, Thor, Steve and Bucky at the bar. “We’re about to have some entertainment of the sexy variety. You might want to make your way over here.”

They all shrug and head over to the couches. Your Alpha’s noticing that you are not among the women sat waiting. A haunting beat begins playing as they spot you sauntering towards the pole. Almost recreating Akasha’s walk from the film.

“Is she about to pole dance to Forsaken from Queen of the Damned, dressed as Queen of the Damned?” Sam questions.

“I have no idea what this Queen of the Damned is but I am most enjoying where this is going.” Thor imparts. “Once again Barnes, and not to now exclude you Rogers, I am very impressed by your Omega.”

“Shush. We’re trying to enjoy the show.” Nat hushes them.

Unbeknownst to the team you could do this routine in you sleep. It’s one of your favorite go to's when your feeling yourself and need a little outlet. And yes you have taught your two best friends this routine for when they need to hit the pole as a side hustle. You even taught a class using a variation of this routine to bored housewives.

You can't help the way your body caresses and moves around the pole. As always the beat takes over you, turning you into a siren of the flesh. You're flawlessly doing sunwheels, corkscrews, and ballerina spins. Intermingled with inverted splits, a cross knee layback, and secretary sits. You’re sure to show off a bit of floor work as you perform an assisted shoulder stand down onto all fours, whipping your hair around as you sit back on your heels. You smile smugly at the girls' slack jawed faces before continuing on.

Your boys are transfixed by how you have captivated the attention of everyone in the room. The prideful Alphas can’t help the satisfaction they feel knowing that you’re all theirs. Brazenly showing their marks to the world. They may have to put a pole up at home, make a whole naughty playroom for your enjoyment.

“Another!” Thor proclaims as you land on your feet and bow to the small applause of your super friends.

“I always knew there was something you were hiding. That sweet face, so unassuming. No typical Omega could handle having one supersoldier Alpha, let alone two. Let me guess, you're proficient in lap dances as well?” A tipsy Tony inquires.

“But of course.” You smile mischievously at your Alphas. “Friday. Dim the lights and play Unholy by Sam Smith and Kim Petras.”

You confidently strut over to stand between Bucky’s legs as the lights lower and the song begins. Your hips bounce to the beat, sinking low, using his powerful thighs for balance, leaning forward into a body roll, pulling back until you're upright.

You slowly lift your left leg into a standing leg extension, holding it for a moment before releasing it and straddling both of Alphas thighs with a cheeky giggle. You grab onto their shoulders, throwing your head back and quickly whipping your hair back and forth. Snapping back forward and throwing your hips up and back, bending over for all to see.

You eye your Captain, as you spin on your heels, swaying your hips side you side you back up into his lap. You roll your body against his, running your right hand up the back of his neck, weaving your fingers in his silky locks and gently pulling as you grind your ass against the growing bulge in his jeans.

“You’re playing a dangerous game, Omega.” He growls in your ear.

“Shhh, Captain. Just enjoy your dance, Alpha.” You tease.

“You're lucky you’re already mine, doll. Doing this with everyone watching, testing our patience.” He nips behind your ear. “Risky business. Making your Alpha’s want you so badly. Just look at Bucky.”

You turn your head, still working Steve over, as your eyes lock with the dilated pupils of Bucky's. You lick your lips and swallow as you feel your slick begin to soak through your thong.

You feel Steve inhale, as Bucky’s nostrils flare, both clearly scenting your arousal. “Everyone out.” Bucky growls to the room.

“Excuse me, this is my compound.” Tony snaps back.

Ignoring him, your Alpha continues on. “You all have 30 secs to get the fuck out before your stuck watching Steve and I take our Omega apart.”

“I would quite enjoy viewing you ravage such an enticing Omega as I am not allowed to partake per your Midgardian customs.” Thor declares. “A shame really.”

You turn over to straddle Steve’s lap, continuing to dance, lost in the combined scent of your Alpha’s. “I don’t even think these two would notice right now.” Tony quips.

Bucky leans in, gripping your chin. “That right ‘mega? You getting floaty already?” You subtly nod your head. “Want me to kick everyone out or do you want them to truly see who you belong to?”

“Depends on who’s staying.” You whisper out.

“Apparently just Thor and Tony” He quickly scans the room. “Everyone else seems to have found their way somewhere else.”

“Probably to go work out all the sexual tension you guys have been putting out.” Tony snarks.

“Most certainly. I saw Natasha practically dragging Bruce behind her.” Thor agrees with a chuckle.

You look up to see the room clear of everyone but the Demi God and the Billionaire Playboy. “What do you think Captain? An audience of two, okay with you?”

He nuzzles into your neck. “I don’t care either way. I just really need to have you squirming on my cock.”

“I need a verbal yes or no, Alpha.” You respond. “I’m not about to have you get all possessive and violent because someone other than Bucky is getting turned on watching you split me open.”

You feel the growl emanating from his chest deep in your core as he leans back and looks you in the eye. “Yes, Omega. They can watch how good you take my cock.”

“You heard the man.” Bucky addresses the two men. “Don’t take this opportunity for granted.”

Zoning in on the Alpha you’re sat upon, you lean forward, running your hands through his shaggy hair, kissing him deeply. You're granted the taste of the whiskey and Asgaurdian liquor he’s been sipping throughout the night on his tongue. The scent of him around you combined with his current taste has you grinding your slick soaked thong all over the font of his pants. Making quite the mess.

A devilish smile appears on his bearded face as he wraps his fist in your hair and pulls your head back. Forcing you to look him in the eyes. "Unzip my pants and pull me out." He quietly commands.

Without hesitation you undo his pants and pull out his thick length. Subconsciously licking your lips at the sight of his precum already leaking out of the tip.

“Pull that flimsy piece of fabric to the side and sit on my cock, Omega." Eyes glazed over, hindbrain kicking in at the order you lift yourself up enough to pull your thong to the side, exposing your leaking slit. You place his tip at your entrance, sliding down onto his thickness, filling yourself up inch by inch.

Hand still in your hair he pulls you down into a heated kiss, tilting his hips up as your pelvis’ meet, getting as deep as he can. Pulling away, he wraps a hand around your throat, groaning as you involuntarily clench around him. "Now be a good girl and hold on to my shoulders."

Once your hands are securely placed, Steve begins to piston his hips up into you. Practically using your body like his own personal ‘rutlight’. You start to bounce along with him, meeting in the middle with a grind of your hips.

His hand tightens around your throat, the sweet pressure muffling your screams as you notice cool metal fingers trail along your spine. "That's it Omega. Look so pretty taking your Alpha’s cock.” Bucky whispers in your ear. “Fuck. I bet you're squeezing his dick real good, huh, baby girl?"

You can feel yourself ready to explode, his words adding fuel to the fire. You feel more than see, his flesh hand traveling down your torso, stopping at your mound. He takes the opportunity to play with your clit, rubbing tight little circles against the sensitive nub. You bite your lip from the overwhelming sensations of being surrounded by your Alpha’s, right on the knife edge of control, rapidly hurtling towards the cliff of your climax. Not to mention the fact that you have an audience, witnessing your destruction.

"Oh baby you're so close. Can feel your sweet little pussy trying to pop my knot.” Steve grits out. “Gonna cum all over my fat cock?"

You moan and nod your head yes, lost in a haze of lust. "I can’t hear you, Omega. Use your words. Do. You. Want. To. Cum. On. Your. Alphas. Cock?" He punctuates with his thrusts.

"YES! Please, Alpha. Want to cum all over your cock. Want to make a mess just for you." You manage to whimper out.

Bucky groans, nipping your shoulder. "There's our sweet ‘mega. Always so good for her Alphas." He increases the pressure and speed on your clit. Making your grind against Steve all the more.

"Now! Cum for us right now, Omega. I want to feel this little tight pussy of yours clamping down on my dick like a vice." Steve commands, setting off your orgasm. Throwing your head back, you let out a deep guttural moan, writhing on his dick, as you ride out the climax.

Unwilling to knot you and have you stuck on this couch for who knows how long, but still needing to remind the room who you belong to, Steve removes his hand from your throat. Within seconds each Alpha has latched on to their respective marks and bit down, freshening up their claims.

Like the turning of a switch, you melt into Steve, losing yourself to the lovely feeling of Omegaspace. Floating in a haze of pheromones, enveloped in the safety of your Alpha’s arms. You could care less who was left in the room other than Steve and Bucky.

“You can put your tongues back in your mouths now boys.” Steve addresses the awestruck duo frozen to their seats. “Thank goodness you didn't pull your dicks out at least.”

“I was tempted to.” Tony blurts out.

“If I had, I would not have been able to refrain myself from trying to partake in the festivities.” Thor confesses.

“Been there.” Steve agrees with a chuckle. “Anyway, have fun getting rid of those, boys. We’re going to go knot our sweet little omega til she passes out. See ya in the morning.”

“You’re staying here?” Tony asks.

“There is no way in hell I can last til we get to our place before I knot her properly.” Bucky growls out. “So yeah, we're staying in our apartment here. That a problem?”

“Not at all. I'll have Friday double the soundproofing and warn Sam.” He squeaks out.

“Thanks Tony.” Steve responds, scooping you up and walking down the hall to the apartment they keep on the compound.

You're undressed and placed down on what you know to be Steve’s king sized bed, based on the scent wafting up from the sheets. You sense them on either side of you as you burrow your nose in the pillow beneath your head.

“Feeling good, Omega?” Bucky asks.

“Mmmhmm” You nod your head in response, opening up our eyes and catching the steel grays to your right.

“Need more? Or are you good for the night?” Steve queries.

“More. I know you both didn’t come.” You quirk a brow at them. “Can’t have that.”

“That right ‘mega?” Bucky teases.

“Yup.” You pop the ‘p’ for emphasis.

“Okay.” He caresses your chin. “Can’t disappoint our sweet little Omega now can we. What do you have in mind, babygirl?”

“I want to ride my Captain while you fuck my ass from behind Sarge.” You calmly state.

The supersoldiers let out simultaneous growls at your request.

“I want to be stuffed full. Need you both to use me for your pleasure. Please.” You can’t help but pout as you plead for what you want.

Bucky runs his metal thumb across your bottom lip. “No need to pout, sweet ‘mega. You’ll get what you want. Stevie, toss me the lube I know you keep stocked in your nightstand. You heard what she wants. Let her ride you some more while I prep that glorious ass.”

You smile triumphantly as you throw a leg over Steve’s naked waist. Somehow you just now realized that you’re all undressed, naked flesh on full display. You tease his turgid length, re-coating him in the fresh slick leaking from your cunt until you feel the vibration of his growl against your thighs as he stills your hips with one of his massive hands. With the other, he grabs his dick, teasing your clit with the tip, pulling a whine from you that is cut short as he lines up and thrusts, sinking his cock deep inside you.

Your head falls back and your spine arches as you push yourself up and undulate your hips, burying him even deeper. Your Alpha’s following your every move, entranced by the way you swivel and bounce, losing yourself in the ebb and flow of your own little private show being put on for their eyes only.

Worked up and ready to be inside you himself, Bucky, having sufficiently lubed up his cock, climbs between Steve’s spread legs. Placing a hand to the middle of your spine he kisses up your throat until he reaches your ear.

“Be a good Omega and lean forward for me so I can join in on the fun. You don't look stuffed enough yet.” The cool palm in the middle of your back helps push you down until you're laying flush against Steve’s chest.

He then proceeds to run his lube covered fingers along your stretched out lips, gathering the slick that continues to pour out of you with one hand as the other grabs a cheek and spreads you out, exposing your puckered little hole. Running his coated fingers around your hole teasingly, slowly adding more pressure until he is able to get the first one, then two fingers inside you. Opening you up little by little, as you gently roll your hips back and forth, grinding down on the Alpha beneath you.

“You’re doing so good for me ‘mega. Gonna add another finger. Open you up a bit further so you can take me nice and deep. Want you to focus on how good my fingers feel.” Bucky instructs you.

He works his third finger into you and proceeds to scissor them all and open you up further until you can take them with ease and are a whimpering mess. As he pulls them out, you whine at the feeling of emptiness left behind.

He grabs a cheek in each hand and spreads you out, signaling Steve to still your hips. Lining himself up he breaches your tight little hole. “Relax, ‘mega. Take a deep breath for me.”

You do as you're told and on your exhale your tight ring of muscle relaxes, allowing Bucky to sink right in. “Fuck. So tight. How ya feeling, Omega?”

“Full.” You moan out.

“Good.” Bucky grits out.

That is the last thing you are able to comprehend, as they begin to pull out and thrust into you, never leaving you empty. As one retreats the other pushes in, playing you like a well strung violin. Pulling moans, whimpers and orgasms from you like notes on a page. Creating a sinful melody to feed their carnivorous appetites.

You can feel the haze of overwhelming pleasure start to take over your body. Your senses are so keyed up and overloaded, that it doesn't take long before you are crying out and clenching down on the cocks lodged inside you as you crest over the edge into a blissful climax. Head buried in Steve’s chest as tears begin to flow from your eyes at the overpowering ecstasy.

“That’s it, Omega. Love it when you squeeze me so tight, trying to make me pop my knot, lock me in place.” He lifts your head from his chest and places a tender kiss to your forehead as they slow their thrusts, allowing you a moment of reprieve.

He wipes a stray tear away with his thumb. “How are you feeling?”

You’re just coherent enough to get out a few words. “So good. Need more. Want your knots.”

“I couldn't dream of denying her anything right now.” Bucky states.

Your pussy and ass squeeze around your Alphas, as you imagine being filled with their hot cum, causing them to start to lose their rhythm. Pounding into you erratically as they chase their own highs.

“Fuck. That’s it ‘mega.” Steve grunts out. “Take my cock. I’m so fucking close. Gonna pop my knot and paint your insides white. Gonna lock you to me as you take every drop.”

As Steve’s words hit your ears, you instinctively squeeze around Bucky, setting off a frenzied pace in the Alpha as they race to the finish line.

“Fuck Steve, you make her clench around me like that again and her pussy wont be the only thing getting filled.” Bucky groans out.

Having them talk about filling you up like you're not even in the room is the spark that lights the match on the fire that is your impending orgasm. You detonate in a blaze of pleasure, almost blacking out from the sheer force of it, taking both of them along with you.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Bucky loses it first, hips stuttering until they still, popped knot resting against the outside of your ring of muscle as he groans and empties his balls into your abused little hole. Gripping your ass cheeks so hard you're sure he left bruises behind.

As he slowly pulls out his still hard member, your hole clenching trying to pull him back in, Steve lifts his hips and lodges himself deeper into your cunt. He pulls you into an intense kiss just as his knot pops, making good on his promise, as he shoots rope after rope of his seed deep into your womb, coating your walls white, triggering a minor orgasm of your own. “Can’t get enough of filling you up. Especially when it sets you off again like that. Come on, ‘mega, milk your Alpha dry.”

He grips your hips, grinding your clit along his pelvis until you come one last time for him, biting down on his shoulder as you undulate against his chest.

You feel cool metal and warm flesh dance along your spine as you come down from your final high. Removing your head from the crook of Steve’s you turn to look upon the satisfied face of your head Alpha.

“Hey there sweet Omega.” You smile at the softness in the rough Alpha’s voice. “You did so good, baby. Made your Alpha’s feel amazing.”

You preen at the praise, cuddling closer to Steve’s chest. “So so good. Go ahead and rest, doll. You’ve earned it.” He whispers in your ear.

You’re starting to drift off, listening to your Alpha’s speak around you.

“You know, last year, I knew you had her locked on your knot while we watched Scream.” Steve confesses. “Even though you were trying to be quiet, I heard you going at it before I came out. Might have even gotten off to it so I wasnt coming into the room hot.” He chuckles.

“Steven!” You jolt upright, to smack him on this peck.

“You dirty fucking dog. Just couldn't help yourself could you?” Bucky shakes his head. “Bet that wasn't the last time you jerked it to us.”

“That night wasn't even the first.” He replies with a shit eating grin as he pulls you back down, locking you in his arms. “Certainly won't be the last.”

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Keep Your Eyes On Me... (Affinity Series)

Alpha!Steve x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader

Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader x Alpha!Steve

Wordcount: 1465

Summary:

Rainy days have a tendency to work you up. You don't know if it's being cooped up indoors or what but something just comes over you. And there’s only one way to soothe this ache.

Warnings:

Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Steve Rogers, Alpha Bucky Barnes, Smut, Gratuitous Smut, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Shameless Smut, Phone Sex, Mutual Masturbation, Voyeurism

Notes:

Another fun little snapshot before we get back some serious plot heavy installments. Happy reading!!

Bannner by @cafekitsune Divider by @firefly-graphics

“Rogers” He speaks into the phone.

“Hi Stevie.” You husk out.

“Well hello there my sweet little Omega.” You can almost hear the smile in his voice.

“Can you do a favor for me Alpha? I need your help.” You innocently inquire.

“Sure Doll. What do you need me to do?”

“Are you in your office?”

“I am.”

“Good. Can you video call me please? It’ll be easier to show you what I need that way.”

“Okay. See you in a moment doll.”

He hangs up and proceeds to video call you on his computer. You answer wearing nothing but his open and unbuttoned dress shirt on the couch, exposing your nude flesh. Laptop sitting on the coffee table, giving him the perfect angle of your crossed legs.

He arches a brow. “Omega. What is this?”

“I’m so horny Stevie. I can’t get anything done.” You squeeze your thighs together, seeking relief to this ache. “I wanna watch you jack off. I really need an orgasm so I can focus."

His cheeks turn a light pink as shock and a bit of lust begins to cover his face. “You want to watch me do what, doll?”

“I want you to take out that big dick of yours and stroke yourself as I play with my little pussy til we both cum. Please Alpha. I need it so bad.” You state with conviction as you run your fingers up your legs.

“I shouldn’t be doing this.” He shakes his head, trying to clear his mind of dirty images running through his head.

“Please. I know you’ll enjoy it” You pout, slightly jutting out your bottom lip.

“I’m at work, Omega.” His Captain's voice slips out as he tries to maintain some semblance of control. It’s only turning you on all the more.

“That makes it more exciting. Come on. Please Alpha. My slick is practically dripping out of me. See?” You uncross your legs and shift your hips to the edge of the couch. Opening them wide, you show off your glistening folds and drenched thighs.

That’s all it really takes for his resilience to just fly out the floor to ceiling windows.“Look at you. Mmmm. You’re trouble wrapped up in an innocent package. You know I can't resist when you beg and are so clearly needy.”

He gets up and heads to lock the door. Undoing his pants on the walk back to his desk. Standing proudly in front of the camera he makes a show of pulling out his hardened member from the confines of his boxer briefs before he sits down. Giving his thickness a few slow strokes until a pearly bead of precum emerges, to which he spreads around his head with the aid of his thumb.

“This what you want, Omega? To watch what just the sight of that sweet little pussy does to me?” He gives his base a firm squeeze.

Mesmerized by the sight of his large hand sliding up and down his turgid length, you begin to trail your fingers up your inner thighs, capturing your slick along the way. You proceed to bring your drenched fingers to your mouth, staring straight at the camera, legs spread wide as you wrap your lips around the digits and clean them of your essence.

Those ocean eyes your love so much, zone in on mouth as you taste yourself, a low growl emitting from his chest. “ Fuck . That’s how it is, Omega? Gonna tease me? I thought you wanted to get off?” He arches a single brow as you watch the blue of his eyes recede as they dilate with lust. “Take those wet little fingers of yours and rub your clit for me. If you want to watch me pop my knot, you better hurry up. Who knows if someone will come knocking on my office door.”

You slowly caress your damp fingers down your exposed torso until you reach your hooded little nub and proceed to lightly circle it.

“Good girl.” You mewl and apply a bit more pressure at his praise as you watch him continue to stroke himself. “That little pussy is just drooling waiting to be stuffed.”

“I wish you were here, Alpha. Your knot would fill me up so good.” Your greedy pussy decides to clench around nothing at the thought of being stuffed full of a knot. It does not go unnoticed by hungry Alpha on the other end of the screen.

“I can see just how bad you want it, Omega. Poor little pussy has nothing to squeeze around. We’re just going to have to fix that.” He gives the camera a mischievous grin. “I want to watch you ride your fingers like you would my cock doll.”

An idea pops into your thirsty brain. Before you can think better of it, you stand up and turn towards the couch, back facing the screen. You place your knees wide on the cushions and lean forward on the pillows. You arch your spine and present your dripping folds to your Alpha.

"Always look so pretty when you present for me, Omega. Bout to pop my knot already just thinking about how warm and fucking tight you feel wrapped around me when got that glorious ass in the air. Fuck. Don't even get me started on how deep you can take me." You can hear the subtle sound of his hand speeding up along cock.

You reach down and slowly slide two fingers inside you as his dirty tirade continues. The heel of your palm stimulating your engorged clit, turning you into a moaning mess. You're so turned on, it won't take much to send you over the edge.

"Add another finger, Omega. I know you can take it." He grits out.

"Yes, Alpha. Want you to filling me up instead." You add a third finger and begin to pick up the pace as you tease against that spongy sweet spot inside. "Fuck."

"Just look at that greedy pussy sucking in those tiny little digits of yours. You close, Omega?"

"So close. Wish it was your knot. Need your knot Alpha." You moan out.

"Turn around, Omega. Wanna see that beautiful face as you fall apart watching me pop my knot and begging for it." There’s that Captain voice again.

With a quickness you didn't think your delirious state would allow, you turn around and lean back.

"Heels on the couch, Omega. Spread those thighs wide and go back to stuffing yourself with three fingers wishing it was my cock." He orders.

With your eyes locked on your Alphas leaking and angry cock encircled in his large hand you push three fingers deep inside you. With your other hand you draw little infinity symbols against your overly sensitive clit.

As you're thrusting your fingers to the same rhythm of Steve's strokes. You notice his knot slowly to begin to swell as he picks up the pace.

"Wish you were home Alpha. Need to be stretched out on your thick knot. Need to feel you filling me up Stevie." You speed up your fingers, dancing along the knife’s edge of an impending climax.

He growls so deep within his chest that you swear you can feel it vibrating your own through the little laptop speakers. "Fuck doll. Too bad you're not here. I'd have you bent over this desk, screaming my name for the whole compound to hear as you took my knot like the perfect little omega you are."

That does it. His words send you over the edge. You turn into a breathing, whimpering mess as you ride out your high. "Please Alpha. Need your knot. Feel so fucking empty. Want to be full of your babies. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please."

No longer able to hold back as he watches you come undone at his words, his knot pops and thick ropes of his milky white seed proceed to cover his hand and abs. "Fuuuuuuccckkk." He groans out.

Unbeknownst to you, Bucky has returned home during your little video call. Quietly watching you from the hall as you begged for a knot. He sneaks up behind you and whispers in your ear. “Oh I’ve got a big knot for you to ride Omega.”

Kissing his mating gland, he turns his gaze on his best friend catching his breath. “Say goodbye to Stevie, Omega. He needs to clean up so he can get home before he misses out on all the fun.”

You give a quick “Bye, Stevie” as you are already undoing Bucky’s pants to get to his cock as he continues. “Don’t keep us waiting too long, pal. I don't think my knot is gonna be enough for this little one today. You know how she gets when it rains.”

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I'll open the sky for you. Set the rain on fire. (Affinity Series)

Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader

Wordcount: 2159

Summary:

Quick little interlude of Bucky confessing his love for the first time.

Warnings:

Fluff, Light Angst, Non-Graphic Smut, Mild Smut, Implied/Referenced Sex, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha Bucky Barnes, Alternate Universe, Sweet Bucky Barnes, Protective Bucky Barnes, Bucky Barnes Feels

Notes:

Hello Heathens! Here's a nice little pre-bond moment between Bucky and his sweet little Omega to tide you over while I work on what's next for our Throuple. Happy Reading!

Bannner by @cafekitsune Divider by @firefly-graphics

Today could not be over fast enough. What started out as a typical Tuesday, developed into chaos come lunch time. All afternoon you've hid away from your co-workers, counting down the moments until you could get home, take a hot bath and curl up in bed with Netflix, shutting the world out for the night.

Finally home, you got to work on your agenda for the night ahead. Soaking in the hot water with a lavender bath bomb have worked their magic on not only your body but your frazzled emotions as well. You’re moisturizing your soft warm skin, when your phone pings on the counter. Picking it up you see a text from Bucky.

Hey, Doll! Come open the door. My arms are full of your favorite take out and I can’t knock or ring the bell.

You quickly throw on your robe and go open the door to a smiling super soldier, arms laden with takeout bags and a bottle of rum. You move aside so that he can come inside and set everything down.

"What's the rum for?" You inquire.

"You seemed a little off when I texted you this afternoon. Thought you might need a pick me up or a forget the day, kind of night so I took a chance. How'd I do?"

Warmth spreads through your chest and you can feel your eyes begin to water as you take in the Alpha before you. You can’t help it. Your emotions are all over the place tonight. Even without knowing you had the worst lunch ever, he instinctively came over to fix whatever might be the problem. It was things like that, that had you falling so hard for him. Not to mention the man smelled fucking divine.

"Perfect Alpha. You did perfect. Thank you for this. I'm just gonna slip into something comfy. I was just finishing up my post bath ritual. You can set everything up in the living-room. I'll be right back."

You give him a quick kiss and head off to your bedroom to get dressed, not even bothering to shut the door while you change. Completely forgetting about the fresh bruises marking your upper arms and back.

You really should have shut the door.

"Omega?” You hear his concerned voice call out behind you. “Why are you covered in bruises? I just saw you last night and I know I didn't leave those. Who did this to you?"

You swallow and the memory of lunch hits you…

You’re sitting at a table with your best friend Arlo, a proud Beta who has been by your side since grade school. If it weren’t for his designation and the fact that you both have the same taste in men he would fit the bill for your perfect mate. Alas that is not the story and that’s okay because you have Bucky now. Who would have thought that the former Winter Soldier would be your True Mate. Neither of you have said those three little words yet, but you both can feel how strong the pull of your bond is. It’s a matter of time before it happens and you’re just enjoying the new relationship energy while it lasts.

Arlo is giving you the rundown of how his date the night prior went, when a scent hits your nose that has your breath halt in your chest and a look of panic cross your face.

No, no, no, no, no. Please be a coincidence. Don’t be him. Please. Please. Don't let it be him.

Seeing the look of terror in your eyes, Arlo stops his story. “I’ve only ever seen that look on your face when it involved that fuckface Caleb. What’s going on?”

As he’s speaking, the scent gets stronger. You shake your head slightly to try to rid yourself of it. Just when you're about to open your mouth and tell him what you think is going on, you spot movement in your periphery. Arlo turns in the direction of the movement beside your table. “Oh you have got to be shitting me. That fucker is not only here, but he’s walking right this way.”

He reaches your table just as you decide it’s best if you leave before he can try and interact with you. Just my fucking luck.

“Well, well, well, fancy running into you here.” His eyes scan your form with a look of hunger that leaves you feeling grimy. “You’re looking really good. Too good to be having lunch with this weak Beta chump.”

“Hello to you too Jackass.”

The last thing you want is to let Caleb see how being in his mere presence is affecting you. It’s best to remove yourself from the situation before it can escalate. “Excuse me, Arlo. That water is just zooming through me. I’m going to head to the restroom real quick.”

Not giving Caleb a second thought or look you make your way to the restrooms to try and compose yourself. Hopefully by the time you get out he will be gone.

After relieving your bladder, taking a couple deep calming breaths and splashing some water on your face, you feel settled enough to return to your table. Upon leaving the restroom you smack into a wall of muscle that quickly cages you in against the wall.

“You wouldn’t be trying to avoid me would you Omega?” He whispers against your ear. Way too close for comfort for you. You say nothing as your body slowly begins to tremble. You know first hand what this man is capable of and all you just want is to get out of here and back to Arlo unscathed.

He runs his nose along your neck and takes a sniff, scenting you. He halts his movement and lets out a low growl as he pulls back and looks you in the eye. “Your scent is different. Almost like it’s mixed with an Alpha’s. Has another Alpha had a taste of what’s mine, Omega?”

You shakily get out the words, “I’m not yours Caleb. I never will be. You know that. We broke up a long time ago.”

He grabs your biceps in his large hands and squeezes hard, pulling you close to his chest. “Bullshit.” He spits out.

You continue to stand your ground. “I’ve moved on. You don’t actually want me. You just want to own me.”

He slams you hard against the wall, where the back of your head lands with a thwack and your shoulder blades burn. Yeah, your back definitely is going to be mottled in shades of purple later. Just one last reminder from your former abuser.

He’s seething in anger now. “You. Are. Mine. Omega.” He punctuates each word with another slam against the wall. “Or do I need to remind you?”

Unbeknownst to him, you’re not that scared little omega he once took advantage of. You’ve found someone who truly cherishes you and would never put his hands on you in anger. He can’t intimidate you anymore.

Pulling on every reserve of strength and pent up anger in your body you look him straight in the eye. “Let. Go. Of. Me. Right. Now. Caleb. Or you’ll regret it. I promise you.”

He chuckles. “You promise me? Please. Like you could ever d-.” His sentence is cut short by your knee jamming into his groin. He quickly lets go of you to grab his aching balls. You waste no time pushing past him and heading back to your table.

You're slightly out of breath and running on adrenaline by the time you reach Arlo. You pull some money out of your purse and place it on the table. “Let’s get out of here. I’m no longer hungry.”

Being the best friend that he is, he gets up with no question and leads the way out into the city to escort you back to your work safely. Where you take two Advil for the pain and fake it through the rest of your day.

The coolness of Bucky’s metal fingers gliding lightly against your bruised back brings you back to the present. You shake your head of the errant thoughts and feelings that linger.

He lays a soft kiss on the back of your neck. “Your mind just went somewhere else. I need to know what happened, Omega. Please, tell me who hurt you. I can’t fix it if I don't know who to point my rifle at.” He mumbles against your skin.

You let out a little chuckle. “Always ready guns blazing, aren't ya Alpha?”

He spins you, so you can look into his Steel Grays that you daydream about on the daily. “I’d set the world on fire for you, Doll.”

There’s nothing but sincerity and adoration in his eyes as the words leave his mouth. You know you’re safe with him and with that knowledge you give him your answer. “I ran into my ex Caleb while out at lunch with Arlo today.”

He nods his head. “Okay.”

You swallow and just blurt everything out. “He was always a bit of a hot head. Let his temper get the best of him more than once while we were together. He’s extremely possessive as well. Still thinks I belong to him. He cornered me after coming out of the restroom and caged me against the wall. He scented me and noticed yours mixed in with mine and was not happy about it. He slammed me against the wall a couple times before I kneed him in the balls and got out of there. I went straight back to work after that. I just wanted the day to be over so I could come home and lick my wounds.”

“I’m going to kill him. When I get a hold of him, he’s going to wish he never laid a finger on you.”

You run your fingers along his clenched jaw. “Bucky. Don’t be ridiculous. He’s not worth the hassle. I’m okay. It’s just some bruises. They’ll fade. Plus I got a good lick in myself, remember.”

“Alpha’s like him are not worth the air they breathe. He deserves to suffer for what he’s done to you.”

“Alpha.” You chastise. “Why are you so adamant about this?”

He squeezes your hips. “Because I love you god damn it!”

You freeze at his declaration. “You what?”

He presses his forehead against yours. “I love you, Omega. Have for a while now. And it’s not just cus your scent is the thing wet dreams are made of or because I can’t get enough of this crazy body that drives me feral. I love you because you’re you. My sweet little Omega mine.”

Your heart is racing and your chest is full of so much warmth, you feel like you're about to burst. Those damn tears are back in your eyes too. “I love you too, Alpha.”

He closes his eyes and inhales deeply. “Tell me that again.”

You place your hands on his cheeks and lift his face until your eyes meet. “I love you Alpha. I’m all yours if you’ll continue to have me.”

The smile that stretches across his face is almost blinding.You get to bask in it for only a moment before those lips are pressed against yours as you are being lifted up and carried over to your bed.

You come up for air and watch as Bucky begins to undress. “Oh my sweet little Omega. I’m gonna show you just how much you’re mine. I’m gonna make love to you like never no one ever has before. Then, I’m going to make you forget all about your ex and the shitty day he caused. Gonna stuff you so full of my knot, I’ll be surprised if you can even walk tomorrow. You have no idea what those three little words just opened you up to, Doll.”

You bite your lip, lean back on your elbows and spread your now slick covered thighs. “As I said. I’m all yours, Alpha. Do your worst.”

With a growl he drops his pants and pounces on you. “With pleasure Omega.”

He spends the rest of the night making good on his promise. Your take out food, along with the days events, is long forgotten and left to grow cold. It isn’t until the sun is peeking through your curtains that he finally seems to have had his fill of you.

Before you pass out he hands you your phone so you can let your boss know that you need to take a sick day. There is no way you’d be able to function after your night of loving debauchery.

You're slowly drifting off to sleep, lulled by the sound of Bucky's steadily beating heart and his calming scent, as he lightly kisses your forehead. “Goodnight my sweet little Omega, mine. I love you.”

You mumble out an “Alpha mine” before the darkness of slumber takes over you.

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On The Line (Affinity Series)

Alpha!Steve x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader

Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader x Alpha!Steve

Wordcount: 4208

Summary:

Life has been sweet and simple the last couple of months. This week, Steve and you have been enjoying some time together as a couple while Bucky is off Avenging. The day he is headed back on the Quinjet, your heat begins. Being the head of the pack and knowing how you get right at the beginning of your heat, Bucky urges Steve to officially make their pack complete and claim you before he makes it back home. Who could deny a request from their head Alpha?

Warnings:

Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Steve Rogers, Alpha Bucky Barnes, Smut, Gratuitous Smut, Shameless Smut, Porn With Plot, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Knotting, Biting, Claiming Bites, Voyeurism, Threesome - F/M/M, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex

Notes:

Hello, Hello, Hello! I have so many ideas for this series and I felt a naughty but crucial interlude was needed for I could continue on documents the lives of this little pack. Also, the story of Bucky claiming reader for the first time will be told at some point in the future. I swear I have a rhyme and reason to all this nonsense! Without further ado, Happy Reading!

Bannner by @cafekitsune Divider by @firefly-graphics

The feel of something soft and wet gliding across your bare folds slowly rouses you from your deep slumber. Movement and a weight applied to your hips has you lift the covers to peer underneath. The sight that greets you is downright sinful. A head full of golden locks and a scruffy beard tickle along your pelvis and thighs as Steve feasts on his breakfast in bed.

“Morning, Doll. You were making such pretty little noises in your sleep and your scent was so damn sweet that I just needed to get a taste of it on my tongue. I can not only smell but taste how close to your heat you are Omega. Lay back and let your Alpha take care of you.”

“You’re not going to get any objections from me, Alpha. Have your fill.”

With a smirk and a muttered “as you wish”, he sets off on gorging himself on your essence. Right as you're closing in on what is sure to be a fantastic orgasm, Steve’s phone begins to ring on the nightstand. Now normally this wouldn’t be an issue. He’d just let it ring and continue on bringing you the utmost pleasure on his tongue.

Seeing as though, it was his ringtone set for the Compound he couldn’t just ignore it. “Hold on a moment, Doll. I have to take this real quick.”

He pulled himself up, reached over to grab his phone and answered. It was quick and to the point it seemed. Time to get back to the good stuff. Or so you thought.

Still sitting on his heels between your legs he lets you know what is happening. “There’s something that needs my attention, Doll. So I’ll have to log in from our office here and handle it.”

You try not to let the disappointment show, but your hormones are on a thousand thanks to being so close to your heat. Without your consent, your traitorous eyes begin to water. “Ok, Stevie. I’m just gonna lay down a bit longer.”

“Oh Omega. Don’t cry baby. It won't take long. And I planned to have you coming on my tongue before I walked down the hall to the office. Have you nice and relaxed while I got work done so I could get back to my best girl.”

You sniffle. “Are you sure Stevie? I don’t want to get in the way of your work. I can take care of myself if I need to.”

He leans over you and places the sweetest most sensual kiss to your lips, teasing his tongue along the seam, parting them just enough to sneak in and give you a taste of yourself still on his tongue. He pulls back and slides back down your body, placing your thighs over each shoulder.

“Hold on, Doll. I’m gonna have you coming faster than you can say Yes Please, Alpha.”

Before you can even blink he’s diving in, devouring your pussy like it’s his last meal. Circling his tongue around your sensitive little nub and parting your swollen folds with his thick digits, zoning in on that sweet spongy spot that has you seeing stars.

He wasn't kidding about this being fast. In under two minutes that orgasm you were nearing before his phone rang has come back with a vengeance. Sooner than you anticipate your crying out and coming on your Alpha’s tongue. Coating his beard and fingers in your honey sweet nectar as you ride out your orgasm.

An orgasm that was wonderful and took some of the edge off, but with being on the cusp of a full blown heat all you want is more.

He gives a kiss to your hip bones and rises up from the bed, walking around to your head, slick still coating his face. “Relax and rest up Omega. I won't be long. Would you like me to run you a bath so you can soak for a bit. Your scent is getting stronger and you’re running a little warm. I can guess the cramps will be coming soon.”

“You’re not wrong. I’m feeling good right now but who knows how long that will last before my heat decides to ramp up. A bath would be lovely, thank you.”

“Anything for you, Omega.” He heads into the ensuite and starts your bath, pouring in some lavender essential oil and your favorite bath bomb. He returns to the bed and scoops you up, carrying you into the bathroom and softly placing you in the steamy water.

“Alright, Doll. You try to relax. I’m going to go handle this work shit and then I’m all yours. I promise.” He presses a kiss to your lips and your forehead before he heads out of the room down the hall to the office.

You're able to relax for about 20 minutes before you feel the tightening in your abdomen begin. Deciding to get out of the bath before you're too weak to really want to move, you dry off and hurriedly throw something on.

As you grow more and more uncomfortable with the increasing cramps and the slick leaking down your thighs, you seek out the only Alpha who is home. Finding him in the office, where he said he’d be, now on a video call with Bucky in the Quinjet on his way home from a mission with Sam, Clint and Nat.

You’re getting needier by the moment and just want to soothe the ache in your womb. You stand there on the threshold of the door, clutching the frame as another wave hits you, coating your thighs further in slick.

This catches Steve’s attention, curling two of his fingers in a come hither fashion. “Come here Omega.”

Your body moves on autopilot, climbing onto his lap and nuzzling up against Steve’s neck, seeking out his calming scent. Uncaring of the camera pointed in your direction in your half dressed state. You threw on one of Bucky’s tank tops that does not hide much of your body underneath as the arm holes reach down past your ribs exposing side bood. Curled up in Steve’s lap the bottom has bunched up over your hips, exposing your bare bottom as well.

Slowly losing yourself further to the heat, you sit back and pull Steve’s shirt off his body, seeking out his warmth to soothe your aching muscles. Whimpering and whining until your exposed skin meets his.

“Is my Omega going into heat already?” You hear Bucky croon over your shoulder. You peek around and see that he has moved into the back of the Quinjet, away from prying ears and eyes. You just nod your head and wiggle against Steve’s lap, squeezing your slick coated thighs together, feeling him begin to harden beneath you.

Watching you all cuddled up on Steve’s lap is oddly calming for him. Knowing that you’re not alone, that your other Alpha is there with you, helping you deal with the pain as your heat begins to ravage your body, is settling the protective nature that usually overtakes when you start a heat and he is stuck away.

“Need a knot to make that ache go away huh baby? I’m sure Stevie could help you out with that.”

“I would love nothing more, Omega, than to fill you up with my knot.” Steve burrows his nose into your hair and pulls you closer.

“Go on Omega, let your Alpha make you feel good. I’m gonna be right here wishing I was in his place. Steve, take your dick out and lower her on that massive thing, nice and slow for me. Make sure the camera catches it all.”

Steve does just that, not needing a reason to deny himself from being buried deep inside you. Driven by your heat you slowly begin to rock back and forth, undulating your hips to get the maximum pleasure you can stand.

“That’s it, Omega. Take what you want from me. Your cunt feels so good squeezing me like that. Fuck. C’mon. I can feel your close baby. Come for us and I’ll give you my knot. Just stuff you full.” The Captain can't seem to control his mouth as he gazes upon you giving in to your heat on his lap.

“You heard him, Omega. Come for your Alphas.” Bucky commands, never one to be left out, even if he isn’t physically here. He is the head Alpha of this pack, after all.

You throw your head back and release a silent scream as you come apart on Steve’s dick, triggering his knot to inflate and lock you together as he licks against the opposite side of where Bucky’s mark lies against your neck. Where he will be placing his own claiming mark soon enough. You tilt your head to allow him more room to explore and suck a bruise as a temporary claim.

“You look so good coming undone like that Omega. Still need that bite though don't ya? Stevie just took the edge off for a bit. Is that what you want, little one? For us to fuck you sensless through your heat and claim your over and over again.” You hear Bucky’s soothing tone come through the speakers.

You whimper and squirm on Steve’s knot as he growls and buries his face deeper in your neck. “Please Alphas. I want to finally be both of yours.”

Bucky is getting all kinds of worked up hearing those words. He’d give you anything in the world if he could. It’ll be a bit before he can get home after landing, debrefriefing, and letting Tony know that Steve and him will be out for the next couple of days taking care of their heat addled Omega. Hell Steve’s rut might just get triggered too.

Claiming marks are special and if possible, should be done without an audience, even if that audience is your other Alpha. “Here’s what we’re going to do. As soon as your knot is down Steve, you are to take her back to bed and finally claim our little Omega as your own. I want you to keep her stuffed and lost to her hindbrain until I can get there and we can ride out the rest of her heat as a pack. She won't be going a moment without being filled up by at least one of us. I’ll handle letting Tony know what’s going on. You just give our girl what she needs and complete our pack pal.”

Your quickly losing yourself to your hindbrain the more Bucky talks and Steve is inside you. “Want your bite Stevie. Need it. Make me yours Alpha.”

“Well I can’t argue with that now can I?” He kisses your forehead and looks to the screen in front of him. “We’ll see you soon Buck. Get home safe. Rest up if you get a chance. You’re gonna need it. Say goodbye to Bucky, Doll.”

You turn your head over your shoulder and blow a kiss to the screen. “Bye Alpha. I love you. Hurry home. We miss you.”

“See you soon my sweet little Omega. Steve, take care of our girl. Don’t fight your instincts. She wants this as much as you do. Remember that.”

“I won’t let ya down Buck.” With that he ends the call and stands up from the chair, your body still locked to him and gently carries you back to your room where with some finagling he is able to get his sweats off so you can lay skin to skin and rest up while you wait for his knot to deflate.

You’re awoken about an hour later to a dull ache in your womb while lying in a puddle of your own slick. Steve has recently left the bed based off of the still warm sheets next to your prone frame.

You can hear him walking down the hall and with your head Alpha’s request for Steve to complete the pack fresh in your mind you decide you’d help him along a bit. In turn appeasing your hindbrain and the demands of your heat at the same time.

With all the strength you could muster, you arch your back and lift your hips high into the air. Presenting your glistening folds and slick thighs to the door that your Alpha will be walking through shortly.

You remain where you are, focusing on breathing through the cramps, as you await your Alpha’s return. You’re not left waiting long as you here to knob turn and the door slowly opens.

Steve stops in his tracks upon seeing his Omega presenting before him on the bed. Your thick and sweet scent engulfing the room. His dick hardens immediately in his sweats and the thin hold he had on his impending rut is obliterated.

“Oh Omega. Look at you presenting so beautifully for me. Fuck you look so damn beautiful like this. Waiting for me to fill you up with my knot so I can finally sink my teeth into you and make you truly mine. I went to go get blankets so you could make a nest but that’ll have to wait until after I make you mine.”

He moves towards the bed, discarding his clothes along the way. Standing behind you and stroking himself a couple times before palming your ass and spreading your cheeks to expose your swollen lips even more to the cool air of the bedroom. He can’t help to sneak a quick lick in from clit to hole, growling at the immense taste of you on his tongue.

“Grab on tight to the sheets, Omega. You’ve triggered my rut, there is no way I can hold back. It’ll be rough. But I know you can take it, cus you're made for me. Just like you are for Buck. I’m gonna make this so good for you baby, promise.”

“Please, Alpha. It hurts.” You try and wiggle your hips in his iron grip, seeking out some relief.

“I know, baby. I got you. Take a deep breath for me.”

You take in a lungful of air that is quickly punched out of you by Steve thrusting in to the hilt and grinding his pelvis against yours while you adjust to him. His long thick cock, kissing your cervix immediately, setting you off on a quick orgasm from the pleasured pain. Your eyes roll back in your head as you let the aftershocks take over.

“Fuck! Did you just come from me sliding in, Omega? Your Alpha’s cock feels that good to your greedy little pussy you couldn't help yourself?” He pulls back until just the tip is still inside you.

Starting to come down your just coherent enough to form the words. “Yes Alpha. Feels so good when you split me open like that and use me.”

All you hear is a deep growl before he begins a brutal pace. Pulling you back on to his cock by your hips while he pummels your cunt with ferality. There is sure to be bruises adorning your skin from his possessive grip. You’ve never experienced Steve in rut before, but you are all for it. Who knew America’s Golden Boy could be so unhinged.

He’s crude and intense. Spouting out filth and vulgarity as he absolutely destroys your pussy. He has you so cock drunk that even your hindbrain can’t formulate anything other than guttural moans and screams, as you continue to come over and over again.

His stamina is great under normal circumstances. Clearly his rut takes the cake though because this stamina is of epic proportions. You’ve lost count of how many times you’ve gushed on his cock at this point. The sheets are most certainly ruined from not only your nails shredding them, but from the pool of slick that has accumulated.

Just when you think you’re going to pass out before he ever reaches his end, Steve picks up the pace once again, reaching around to tease your engorged and over sensitive clit. With his other hand he wraps it around your throat and pulls you back against his chest so he can whisper in your ear.

“Give me one more Omega and I’ll fill you up. Wanna feel your tight little pussy choking my knot while I finally claim what’s mine. I can feel how close you are, baby. Come on. Be a good girl. Come for your Alpha.”

That was all you needed to plunge headfirst over the edge into a mind numbing orgasm. Shattering into stardust as Steve’s knot inflates and he grinds against your ass. Your eyes roll into the back of your head and you let out a primal scream as he sinks his teeth deep into your neck, laying his claim for the world to see, setting you off once more. Your pack is not complete and you can feel both Alpha’s through the bond you now all share.

Steve removes his mouth from your neck, licking the blood off of his bite and turns to lay you both on your side. You turn your head back towards him, gazing into those ceruleans you love so much with new eyes. He leans over and kisses you. Entangling his tongue with yours so that you may sample the evidence of his claim.

He pulls back with the most magnificent smile adorning his face as he caresses your cheek. “I love you my little Omega. Now the world will see that too.” He kisses your forehead. “Get some sleep, Doll. You need to rest up. Buck will be back soon and you have not only your heat but my rut to contend with. We won’t be leaving this bed for much.”

Still feeling floaty and blissed out, you just nod your head and snuggle in deeper against his chest. The exhaustion quickly catches up with you, drifting off to sleep surrounded in the warmth of a new bond.

This time when you wake up, it’s to a pair of steel grays and a satisfied grin staring back at you.

“I see my order was carried out dutifully. I could smell you both from the garage. The house is saturated in combined heat and rut. So much so that it triggered mine as well. Who knew the scent of you two mingled together would do that to me. Now it’s time for me to reaffirm my place as head Alpha.”

He swaggers over to the bed and pulls you from a still sleeping Steve, dislodging you from his semi hard cock and kisses the life back into you with a possessive kiss. And just like that, your heat is flaring, pussy drooling slick to prep you for his massive knot.

“Strip me, Omega.”

With hands shaking from the surge of adrenaline in your system you remove Bucky’s clothes as quickly as possible.

“That’s my good little Omega. I’m gonna lean against the headboard and you are going to be a good girl and ride my dick. I want to watch you lose yourself on my knot before reaffirming my claim babygirl.”

You whimper at his dirty words. He knows what talking like that when you're in heat does to you. But you also know that when he’s in rut he gets off on torturing you with pleasure. You watch from your spot kneeling on the bed as he climbs up and leans his large body up against the headboard, right next to Steve.

“You better hurry up and get that dripping cunt over here Omega. I’ve been needing to be buried inside you for hours now. If I have to come over there to get you, you won't be sitting right for a week.”

You squeeze your thighs together as you turn to head over to your Alpha. Crawling along his legs until you settle with your straddling his glorious six pack abs.

“Good girl. Now you know what you need to do to get what you want. Better get to it quick. My knot is on a heir trigger as it is just looking at your slit leaking all over me.”

“Yes Alpha.”

You bite your lip as you reach between you and grip the thick base of his cock with your tiny hand. Placing his tip at your entrance, teasing your slit once before sliding down and engulfing him into your body. Clenching once your pelvis’ touch and you give a little circle of your hips.

He hisses out. “Fuck. Trying my patience already I see. That’s ok. I have plenty of time for payback. Now show me how bad you want my bite Omega. Make my knot pop as fast as you can.”

Wanting nothing more than to wipe that smug look off his face you begin to bounce with vigor on his fat cock. Placing your hands on his chest and throwing your head back as you ride him for all he is worth.

“Fuck Omega. Just like that. Coat my dick in all that slick baby.”

You look back down at the strong Alpha below you and slowly glide a hand down behind you and one up to his collarbone. You give a squeeze to his throat at the same time as you do to his balls, granting you a growl and jerk of his hips.

“Playing dirty are we, Omega? Okay.”

Before you can respond he has sat up and has your arms pinned behind your back with his metal hand. Your breasts are thrust up in the air as he latches on to one nipple and pinches the other with his flesh hand. He begins to pound into you from below.

At this point Steve has awakened and is laying back, hand wrapped around his cock, just enjoying the show.

“Nice of you to join us pal. I was just getting ready to reclaim her myself but now that you're up I think we can do one better. Get behind her Stevie.”

Without hesitation Steve plants himself between Bucky’s legs behind you.

“Now I dont think she’s quite ready to take two knots at once yet. We’ll have to work up to that. But for now she can for sure take two bites at once. I want you to keep stroking your dick Steve while I take her for a ride. Once she comes I know my knot will pop and I’m sinking my teeth in that perfect little throat. I suggest when you do the same. I want her nothing but an incoherent mess laying on my chest by the time we’re through. Got it, Captain.”

“Roger that Sarg. Now let’s show our sweet little Omega who she belongs to.”

Sooner than their words could take root in your heat-addled brain, Bucky returns to his brutal pace while Steve places soft kisses and nips along your shoulders as he continues to jack off, keeping pace with Bucky.

Your skin is just one massive erogenous zone at this point. Every kiss, every touch, setting off sparks of pleasure deep within your core. You begin to feel the stirring of an intense orgasm on the horizon. There is no place you would rather be, than right here, sandwiched between your two Alphas, taking any and everything they have to give you. Just thinking about them claiming you at the same time as you clenching around the girth slamming into you.

“Fuuuuck. You’re loving this aren't you Omega? Your Alpha’s drowning you in pleasure so they can claim you together. You want that dont you Omega? Want us to biting you at the same time.”

You begin to plead while grinding down on his lap. “Please Alphas. Please. It’s everything I want.”

Steve leans over your back and nibbles your ear lobe. “Then you know what you need to do, Omega. Come for us like a good girl and it’ll all be yours.”

They both chose this moment to use their free hand and pinch a nipple each, setting you off like a firework. There’s a kaleidoscope of colors dancing before your eyes as you feel two sets of teeth sinking in on either side of your neck. Bucky’s knot pops, releasing his seed deep into your womb while Steve groans out, spraying your back in milky white ropes.

It’s like a power surges through the three of you as the bond solidifies and seems to grow stronger, tying you all for life.

They unlatch their plush mouths from your throat and cover you in gentle blood tinted kisses. Bucky lowers himself back to the bed with you clutched closely to his chest. Steve leaves to retrieve a damp washcloth to clean his seed from your skin, after rubbing it in with his massive hand first, marking you further.

Cock drunk and tongue loosened your eyes wander over your Alphas. “That was phenomenal. 10 out of 10 would do it again.”

They both chuckle at your antics. “Noted Omega. And don’t worry. Before your heat is over you’ll be stuffed full of our knots at the same time. What a better time to work up to it than now.”

Bucky gives your ass a smack and your groan into his chest.

That Super Soldier serum is going to be the death of me one day.

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Oh, I'm A Mess... (Affinity Series)

Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader

Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader x Alpha!Steve

Wordcount: 7243

Summary:

You and Bucky have officially bonded! So why does Steve still smell so damn good to you? After getting injured on a mission, Bucky connects the dots and is able to shed some light on the situation. What could this possibly mean for the three of you?

Warnings:

Angst and Fluff and Smut, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Smut, Shameless Smut, Gratuitous Smut, Fluff and Angst, Fluff and Smut, Domestic Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha Bucky Barnes, Alpha Steve Rogers, Shower Sex, Naked Cuddling, Breeding, Protective Bucky Barnes, Bucky Barnes Is a Good Bro, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug, Steve Rogers Feels

Notes:

Hello, Hello, Hell-O, Once again I started out writing with one plan in mind and well my characters just said "NOPE. This is where we're going. Don't fight it." And thus this, a bit plot heavy, fic was born. Have no fear though, there still we be snapshots of just Bucky and his Omega, as well as some with just her and Steve. What can I say, the characters have officially taken over and I'm just here to transcribe it all to you. Happy reading! This snapshot was heavily inspired by GUESS IM IN LOVE by Clinton Kane. Give it a listen to set the mood if you'd like. Also the lyrics used are from Tears Dry On Their Own by Amy Whinehouse. I do not own any rights to this song and you should give it listen!

Bannner by @cafekitsune Divider by @firefly-graphics

The hearth is filled with a crackling fire, it’s soft amber glow filling the space with warmth as you lounge in your favorite pj's, wrapped up in a blanket cocoon. A pint of Ben & Jerry's in your lap and Supernatural playing on the flat-screen. Dean Winchester is truly the best distraction. Currently you're all alone in the house as The Avengers have been called away on a quick mission.

Having recently made your bond official, you decided to stay at Bucky and Steve’s for a while, so you can remain close to your mate. You had some paid time off you needed to use or lose at work anyway and this seemed the most appropriate way to utilize it.

Your phone goes off, alerting you of an incoming text.

My Alpha 🐺: Hello my sweet little Omega. The mission’s over but it’s gonna be a bit before I get home. I have to go to the infirmary when we land. I got injured protecting a group of children. Just got struck with a stray bullet or two and a cut to the forehead. Nothing too serious that my Super Soldier serum can’t heal quick enough, but it’s protocol to get checked out after any injury in the field. See you soon babygirl. I love you 😘 Me: 😲 Oh my goodness Bucky! You better be okay! Get here as soon as you can so I can see for myself that you are still in one piece! I love you too ❤

This news turns your calm energy to one of anxiety. You begin to seek out items to make yourself a nest. A place you can find comfort and safety as you nervously wait for your Alpha to return home.

With your mating bond being still a little new, he can feel just how out of sorts you are and although he’s trying to send calming vibes down the bond you're still out of sorts. It’s increasing his need to protect you and is starting to put him on edge. He knows he can't get to you until he’s cleared by the doctor.

Steve hasn’t left his side since they boarded the Quinjet. He didn’t sustain any injuries himself and is perfectly fine to leave. He’s only still here because he wants to make sure his best friend is alright.

He turns to Steve sitting in the seat next to the exam table he is laying on. “Hey, would you mind heading home ahead of me and making sure my Omega isn't scared and alone while she’s stressed out over me. I can’t stand knowing she’s in that house by herself right now. I'm afraid my instincts will take over and I’ll bite someone's head off the longer I sit here feeling her anxiety through the bond and I can't get to her.”

The blonde agrees of course, wanting to make sure you're okay himself. “Yeah, no problem Buck. I’ll make sure to try and keep her calm as much as I can. You just get checked out and hurry home as soon as you're able to. I’ve got her til then, pal.”

“Thanks Stevie. Now go take care of my girl.”

Upon entering the house, Steve finds you sorting through the blankets in the living room. “Hey there, Doll. Buck sent me to check in on you. Said he could feel your anxiety through the bond. He’ll be here soon. He’s just waiting for the all clear from the Doc once she’s done with anyone with major injuries first.”

You drop the blanket in your hand and rush to him, wrapping him up in a giant hug, happy to no longer be left alone with your treacherous thoughts. You just need to be held for a moment and he smells like Bucky since somehow his blood is on his undershirt. Seems he had taken off the top half of his uniform at some point.

The urge to take his blood stained shirt is increasing the longer he holds you. You must have it for your nest. Taking a step back, you thrust your hands underneath the fabric, running them along his abs and up his chest until you can pull it off him.

Steve stands there motionless, in shock from the unprompted groping you just gave him. He watches as you inhale a big whiff of their mixed scents through your nose, as you clutch the shirt to your chest and face.

It starts to actually calm you. Which is interesting since you're newly mated and Steve is not your bonded Alpha. Maybe it's because Bucky’s always with Steve and they’ve known each other so long. Maybe it’s because you know what his dick tastes like on your tongue. Or it can be a whole other thing entirely. You’ll have to figure that out another time though, because right now all you care about is trying to stay calm until you lay eyes on your Alpha again.

Yes, Bucky reassured you it’s just surface wounds that’ll easily heal within the day but until you can visually check that he’s okay you're going to continue to feel unsettled.

A now shirtless Steve, shakes himself out of his stupor and begins to try and relax, releasing calming pheromones into the air. You just want to go back to your nest and continue to perfect it until Bucky is back. So that’s just what you do. “Thanks for coming home to check on me Stevie. It means a lot. Really. I’m gonna head back into the room now though. Holler if you need me for anything.”

From time to time, Steve ducks his head into the bedroom to check on you. He watches as you fidget with your nest, trying to get it just right. Seeing you like this is doing something to him he can't quite understand. It’s making him feel all warm and content, but also a bit melancholy.

He’s really struck out in the love department throughout his life. No one seems to just fit for him. He’s very happy that his best friend has found his Omega though. You two really are perfect for each other. Even now, mated to Buck, your scent is still mouthwatering to him. Just your mere presence can soothe his overactive brain. He’s drawn to you like a moth to a flame and even though he’s not quite sure why that is, he truly enjoys the feeling. But that’s a secret he’ll have to keep to himself.

You lose yourself in constructing your nest until you hear voices filter in through the hall, right as Bucky’s thick scent hits you. “Where’s your shirt pal?”

You run out of the room, pausing once you reach the end of the hall and spot Bucky. Taking a visual account that he’s all in one piece. Other than a cut that is already healing on his forehead, he looks disheveled, but perfectly fine.

“You're okay.” You whisper and run into his arms. Soaking the bond in relief and love. Burying your face in his neck, saturating yourself in his sandalwood and whiskey scent. You pull back to gaze into those soulful baby blues.

“Hi, babygirl.” He kisses your nose.

“Hi, Sarg.” You kiss the cut on his head. “I’m so glad you're back. But you look a complete mess.” He chuckles at you and squeezes your ass that’s cradled in his hands. “That so Omega?”

You bite your lip and nod your head. “Mmhmm. Let’s go get you cleaned up.”

“As you wish, sweet girl. Night Stevie. Thanks again for checking in on her” You wave goodnight as your Alpha carries you off into the hall.

Steve watches your retreating forms with longing in his eyes and an ache in his chest until you're out of his sight.

Someday I’ll have that.

Bucky carries you through his room to the en suite, noticing the nest you made on his bed along the way and smiling to himself.

He places you on the counter as he reaches in and starts to warm up the shower.

You take your time undressing him and kissing every bump, bruise and healing laceration. “Keep that up Omega and we won't even make it into the shower. Now lift your arms up so I can help you out of these clothes.”

You raise your arms and he steals a kiss after he removes your shirt. Tracing his fingers down your torso til he reaches your hips and taps them to let you know to lift them so he can remove your bottoms. He leaves a trail of kisses up your calves and thighs as he makes his way back up. With one more tortuous kiss he lifts you up and carries you into the large walk in shower, now filled with steam and sets you down underneath the waterfall spray.

You reach over and grab the shampoo off the built-in shelf on the wall. “You’re too tall for me to reach you all the way up there so I’m gonna need you to either bend down or kneel so I can get my hands on that scalp of yours.”

He kneels before you.

With your breasts level with his face, he can't help but sneak a little kiss to your sternum as he wraps his arms around your hips. As you begin to massage and lather up his scalp, you feel the tension leave his body. The content purrs emanating from his chest send vibrations through your lower abdomen. You continue on this way for a few more minutes until it’s time for him to rinse. “Up and at em Alpha. Time to get all these suds out so I can clean the rest of you.”

With a dazed and tranquil look in his eyes, he pulls himself back up. Keeping eye contact with you until he tilts his head back and let’s the water wash away the white lather. As he’s rinsing his hair, you prep the loofah with his favorite soap. Once his head has returned to the upright position you begin to cleanse your Alpha.

You run the loofah along his strong torso and shoulders. Down his large biceps and forearms. Over his thick thighs and defined legs. Purposely ignoring the hardening length rising from his patch of curls.

Kneeling before him you look up into the handsome face of your Alpha. “Turn around for me please, so I can continue on.” He gives you a little mischievous smirk and takes his time turning towards the wall, giving you his back side.

You start at the bottom and make your way to the top. Soaping up his calves and the back of his thighs. Skimming over his taut buttocks. Taking your time to worship his strong back and lay kisses across his shoulder blades and scars before you lather them up. You slide the loofah down his arms, pulling yourself closer until your chest rests against his back.

You bring the suds to the rigid thickness standing proud between his legs. Taking your time to cover every inch and making sure you don't miss a single spot.

You drop the loofah, to aide him in rinsing off his body. Your tiny hands wander over every dip and valley of skin you can reach until you wrap them around his girth and begin to stroke his length. He can't help but moan out at the feeling of you taking such good care of him.

He places his hands against the wall to maintain his balance as he gives in to the pleasure you're giving him.

You deepen the pressure but keep up the languid speed as you feel your Alpha’s breath begin to quicken, groaning out. “Fuck baby that feels so good.”

“Good. You deserve it Alpha. You’re a good man who does amazing things and will put his life on the line for others. Making you feel good is the least I can do.” You lay a kiss between his shoulder blades and increase your speed.

His breath hitches in his throat and he lets out a deep growl, shaking your chest with its powerful tremor. Before you can even comprehend what is happening your back hits the shower wall and in one solid thrust, Bucky is deep inside you.

You scream out from the stretch and utter uncontrolled ferality your Alpha just showed.

“You wanna make me feel good Omega?”

“Always.”

“Well nothing feels better than your tight little cunt wrapped around my cock as it takes a pounding.”

Your eyes roll into the back of your head at his dirty words and deep strokes.

“You have no idea how desperately I want to bury my knot in you right now, Omega." He skims his lips across the sensitive flesh of your exposed throat. "Unfortunately the shower is not the greatest place to be stuck together. What I can and will do though, is fuck you so deep and hard you cant help but turn into an incoherent mess.”

All you can do is whimper, wrap your arms around his chest and hold on to his shoulders.

You Alpha is nothing if not a man of his word. He starts fucking you so deep your seeing stars. Pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you, over and over again. You’ve lost track of how many times you’ve fallen over the edge. You have no idea how he’s lasted so long. Damn super serum.

He couldn't be happier with himself, seeing that cock drunk look in your hooded eyes.

“Look at you, Omega. All pliant and fuzzy headed. Hind-brain taking over. Too bad were not in your nest, otherwise I would for sure be stuffing you full of my knot and fucking a baby into you.” His hips begin to speed up. “Fuck just thinking about you all round with my child growing inside you is making me wanna pop my knot right now and get a head start on our family. Would you like that, my sweet little Omega? Want your Alpha to breed you and keep you full until there’s no way you aren't pregnant with my child.”

“F-f-fuck please Alpha. Please. Fill me up.” You mumble and slur out as your walls begin to clamp down on him as you reach the precipice of another climax.

“Fuck. You really do want that don't ya, Omega? Your little pussy is squeezing me so tight. Trying to milk me for everything I got.” His rhythm starts to falter. “That’s it baby. Fuck . Need you to come for me one more time and I'll fill you up. You can do it. Come on pretty girl. Come for me Omega. Come. Now.”

That command was all it took for you to shatter and explode in tidal wave of pleasure. Taking Bucky along the ride with you. If it weren’t for your Alpha pinning your thighs to the wall and your arms wrapped around his shoulders, you surely would have collapsed to the floor. All you can do is cry out as he pulls back at the very last second and pops his knot against the outside of your entrance.

Your greedy pussy milks what length remains inside you for every last drop. Draining him dry as he bites down on your neck, reclaiming his mark into your supple flesh. Chest heaving up and down from the sure willpower it is taking him to not bury his knot deep inside you and making sure not a drop of his seed is wasted.

You take a moment to collect yourselves as the warm water continues to cascade down your skin. You’re placed back on your feet with a gentle kiss and satisfied purr. “Looks like we're both dirty again. You wash my back and I’ll wash yours. Deal?”

You lightly nod your head and laugh at your Alpha’s antics. “Deal. But no funny business. It’s been a long day and I just want to get clean, crawl into my nest and fall asleep wrapped up in your arms.”

“That I can do Omega.” He begins to clean you up as you do the same for him. Trading sweet kisses along the way. Once you’re both fresh and clean, you turn off the shower, dry off quickly and head off to bed.

It’s time for some skin to skin snuggles, just how you like them. No blanket could ever be as warm as your Alpha’s chest.

You’re starting to drift off when you feel Bucky move his arm as if he’s grabbing something. "Omega. What's Stevie’s shirt doing in here?"

You freeze for a moment before burying your head in his chest and rambling. “It smells like you even though it's mixed with his scent because your blood is on it and I don’t know why but I just had to have it in here. It just felt right, okay.”

He runs his flesh hand lightly up and down your back feeling you begin to slightly panic. “Omega, it's okay. I do have a question for you though.”

You swallow. “Yes, Alpha.”

He kisses the top of your head, sending reassurance through the bond. “Please answer me honestly if you can. I'm truly just curious. I know we're mated now, but has Steve’s scent changed for you since I placed my mark on this pretty little neck?”

You shift nervously. “Umm. No it hasn't. Every other Alpha’s has, but not his.”

He continues to rub your back. “Do you like the way he smells?”

You take a deep breath and answer honestly. No sense in lying to your Alpha. “Yes. I do. Even more so when it's mixed with yours. I can't explain why either. I'm so sorry Bucky. How can I be bonded to you and his scent still smells so good to me. I’m the worst Omega.” You can feel a panic attack coming on.

He pulls you in closer to his chest, lifts your chin with his metal finger and makes you look him in the eye. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, babygirl. You are not the worst Omega. And quite frankly, I’m not even upset. Rather intrigued, actually. If you're up for it, I wanna test something out.”

You shakily nod your head. “O-okay. What do you have in mind?”

“I’m going to ask Steve to come in here. I’d like to have him join us in the nest, if you're okay with that of course, and see if he’ll sleep here tonight. I know he’s a bit shaken by today’s events too. Is that ok with you Omega?”

Your brows begin to furrow as you think of him sleeping all alone after such an exhausting and your sure, emotional day. “Oh poor Stevie. I don't want him to sleep alone. Of course he can come in here. Technically his scent is already in the nest. Do I need to get fully dressed though? Our skin to skin contact is kind of important to me right now.”

He can’t help but smile at how adorable you are. “That’s all up to you babygirl. I mean the man’s dick has been in your mouth and he’s watched me fuck you more than once. I’m not going through the effort of getting dressed for the little jerk. If he’s uncomfortable he can figure it out.”

You shake your head and laugh at his antics. “You really can be an asshole sometimes. I’ll keep being naked then and just stay under the blanket cuddled up against you for now.” You kiss his chest. “You can go ahead and call him in.”

Bucky calls out and Steve peeks his head through the door. He's a bit taken aback by the feeling of happiness, lust and underlying longing he has as he gazes upon you two cuddled up in your nest.

“You rang?” He hits you with that mischievous little smile of his.

“I found where your shirt went punk. It’s right under her pillow. Apparently our scents combined does something to her. Go figure. Anyway, I know you’re probably feeling out of sorts after today's mission and we don't feel like you should be sleeping alone. Wanna hop on in the nest and help me keep this little one warm and cozy?”

His eyes widened and his brows scrunch up. “What!? You just recently mated and you want me in your nest? Shouldn't my scent bother you now?”

You start to fidget in Bucky’s arms and look at the blonde. “I can't explain it but it's never changed for me when it comes to you. And he wasn't lying. Your scents mixed together makes me feel calm and safe. I’d really like it if you slept here tonight Stevie. No pressure though if it’s too weird for you.”

He scoffs. “Weird for me. My dick has been lodged in your throat. This is pretty tame.”

“See told ya” Bucky laughs out as you smack him along his ribs.

Shaking his head at his best friend he responds to you. “I’m more than happy to join you. There’s only one problem. I sleep in the nude and I’m sure you won't appreciate that.”

A coy little smile lights up your face. “I prefer skin to skin. Your level of comfort is up to you.”

He turns to your mate. “You sure about this Buck?”

Rolling his eyes at his best friend he replies. “Stop being a scaredy cat and just get in already Stevie. You can be awkward about it in the morning, alright pal.”

Not wanting to risk Bucky's temper, he undresses and climbs in behind you as you curl up tighter against your Alpha's chest. He keeps his distance though, laying on his back and staring up at the ceiling.

Bucky can feel your distress thinking you’ve freaked Steve out. “You got something against cuddling up against my girl with me?”

“Huh?”

“You got in the nest, but are way the fuck over there. I’m not gonna bite your hand off.”

“Buck...”

“Fuck this.” He leans over you, grabs Steve’s hand and places it on your bare hip.

You stiffen at the touch, until Steve scoots closer, his chest flush against your back, wrapping his arm around your waist.

“There. All better now. Get some sleep babygirl.” Bucky lets out a low purr along with Steve that begins to lull you right to sleep.

The next morning…

Bucky rouses first, as the sunlight reaches his eyes and sneaks out of bed to start some coffee. When he returns to the nest he finds you cuddled up against Steve with your head on his chest, a serene look across your face. He watches as Steve cracks his eyes open and just stares in awe at the sight of you curled up against him.

“You could wake up to that view more often ya know?”

Surprised by his words, Steve looks at his best friend. “What on earth are you talking about Buck? She’s yours. It’s your bite mark on her neck, not mine. This is the only time I’ll ever have this view. I’m just trying to savor it and imprint it in my brain, so I can revisit it when I’m all alone again.”

He softly strokes your cheek and hair.

Bucky can’t stand this pity party any longer. “You’re an idiot ya know that? She clearly has two mating glands and apparently two True Mates. How else would her scent not have changed for you when we mated like it did all the other Alpha’s on the team. And your scent hasn't changed for her either. She told us that just last night.”

Steve can feel himself starting to get agitated. “That’s ridiculous Buck. An omega with two Alpha’s is extremely rare. Don’t patronize me thinking I have a chance here. She’s yours, okay. I get that.”

“And I’m telling you that she might be yours too. What’s so wrong with that?” He inquires.

“Yes please do tell me what is wrong with that, if that's the case?” You speak up.

Neither of them had noticed that you had awoken.

Steve looks down at you lying on his chest. “There’s nothing wrong with that IF that's the case. I just don't believe it is. I think my best friend and his omega are just feeling guilty that I’m all alone and keep catching them in the various stages of love. It’s ok guys. Really.”

You abruptly sit up.

“You think I pity you? That I'm just humoring you by letting you get close to me when I'm feeling vulnerable. That your scent doesn't provide me a sense of calm and safety just as much as my Alpha’s does. That I haven't been confused and trying to figure out why the fuck you still smell so damn good when I’m now mated to Bucky.”

Your eyes begin to water. “You think I chose to have somehow fallen for my Alpha’s best friend too.” You slap your hands to your mouth with your outburst and turn to Bucky.

“I’m sorry. This is just all too much. Excuse me.” You scramble out of the twisted bed sheets, running straight into the bathroom and locking the door, uncaring of your current state of nudity.

Steve stares after you, mouth agape, as he processes your confession. Bucky just pinches the bridge of his nose. “Way to go, Stevie.”

The taunt shakes him out of his stupor. “How are you so calm right now? Your Omega just basically said she’s also in love with your Alpha best friend.”

Bucky just looks at him with a deadpan expression. “Keyword there pal…ALSO. She isn't any less mine or in love with me because her biology gifted her with two mates instead of one. We’re not typical Alpha’s, so it’s not that much of a stretch to think we wouldn't attract a typical Omega. Unless you're telling me you aren't drawn to her and want to be with her just as badly as I do.” He glares at him. “Now that would most certainly raise my temper.”

Steve lets out a huff. “So you’re telling me, that if I admit to you that I’m drawn to her. That her scent literally calls to me. That I’ve replayed that night we all hooked up together over and over and wish I had gotten a chance to at least have kissed her. That I live for the moments when it’s just the three of us here in the house, locked in our own little bubble, and I hate that I have to go to bed alone while she’s wrapped up in your arms. You're telling me, that saying all of that, doesn't make you want to punch me in the face?”

Steel Gray eyes meet the Cerulean ones of his best friend. Making sure that he focuses on what he is about to say.

“If I hadn't seen first hand how she reacts to you and cares for you, yeah, you admitting all that shit would make me crazy. But I know my Omega. I see the sadness in her eyes that she tries to hide from me when you go off to bed alone when she’s here. Or the pure joy in them when you compliment her cooking after we’ve shared a meal. Hell she takes care of you as much as she does me. I’ve never seen her do that with Sam. Not that the asshole deserves it any way. He openly flirts with her just to piss me off.”

He stops himself before he gets too far off track. “I’m not going to tell you what to do here Stevie. Especially not with her most likely crying in the bathroom right now. What I will tell you though, is that I’m not willing to let her go even if she does have two True Mates and the other happens to be my best friend. I love her. She’s worth it.”

You’ve heard their entire exchange so far through the door you're resting against. Your tears have dried up and breath returning to normal. A warmth has spread through your chest at Bucky’s declaration. Even though you want to stay in here and protect yourself from further rejection you need to let your Alpha know how much you love and appreciate him.

You stand up and grab one of his shirts from the hamper and throw it on. You’re feeling exposed enough and need a barrier to further protect yourself. You open the door and catch his gaze as he turns to you. Without sparing a glance to Steve you walk up to him and wrap your arms around his neck.

“God, I love you.” You pull his mouth to yours and lay a soul-deep kiss on him. Resting your forehead against his as you pull apart. “You’re worth it too, ya know. And I’m not going anywhere. You’re stuck with me Alpha. Whether or not that includes some excess baggage. I’ll have to get back to you on that front though.” You place a soft kiss to his chin and turn around in his arms, you need his strength at your back for the next part.

You take a deep calming breath and stare into the ocean eyes of the golden Adonis sitting on the bed before you. “I’m sorry for my emotional outburst, Steven. It wasn't fair of me to do that. Your feelings and desires are your own and I respect them. No matter how much those words stung I shouldn’t have reacted that way. Again, I’m sorry.” You turn back around and look up at Bucky. “Smells like the coffee’s ready. I’m gonna go get a cup and start breakfast. Eggs and bacon okay or do you boys need something more after the day you had yesterday.”

He knows what you’re doing. Trying to take care of him and take your mind off of the rejection you feel without distressing either of them about it. Damn sweet little omega. Even when she’s clearly hurting inside because of him she’s still taking care of both of us.

“Eggs and bacon sounds great babygirl. Anything else you feel inclined to make is a bonus.” He kisses your forehead and you shuffle out of the room. Leaving the awkward situation before Steve can even really respond to your apology.

“She could barely look at me other than when she said she was sorry. Which was unnecessary to begin with.” Steve barely manages to get the words past his lips.

“Yeah, well. She’s trying to protect herself from feeling rejected further. I can bet she doesn't want you to feel obligated to try and make this work because she was upset. She would never want that.” Bucky clarifies.

This shocks him. “What? Rejected? I didn't reject her. I would never reject her.”

As coff escapes the brunettes lips. “Stevie. You told us that you think we're just feeling guilty and sorry for you instead of the possibility that she has two mates. Sounds like a rejection to me, pal.”

“No, no, no. That’s not…I didn't mean it that way. I just meant that I wasn't lucky enough to have something like that be true. Of course I want her as mine. I’d be a fool not to.” He can feel himself start to panic.

“Well you're a fool who put his foot in his mouth and made her upset. Figure out what it is you want before digging your hole deeper. I’m going to ask you point blank and I want an honest answer. Do you want to be with her?”

Without hesitation he responds. “Yes.”

“Do you think she could be your true mate?”

“Yes”

“Does the thought of her being mine first bother you?”

“Surprisingly, no. You deserve someone like her Buck. She really is perfect for you. I would never want to mess that up. That’s the main reason why I hid my feelings.”

“Okay. Would you want to make us a bonded pack instead of just a bonded pair?”

“Yes. I would. I’d feel honored to be in a pack with you. It feels right.”

“Alright. Then you need to tell her that. I’m not the one who needs reassurance. Make it right with her and we’ll go from there.” He turns and heads out of the room.

Steve quickly grabs his boxers from the floor, slips them on and follows Bucky out to the kitchen where they find you cooking, hips swaying as you sing along to Amy Whinehouse playing from the Bluetooth speaker on the island. Cant beat cooking and good music to brighten your mood up.

“Even if I stopped wanting you A perspective pushes through I'll be some next man's other woman soon I cannot play myself again I should just be my own best friend Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men He walks away The sun goes down He takes the day, but I'm grown And in your way In this blue shade My tears dry on their own”

You can feel their eyes on you as you finish cutting up the fruit and placing it in a bowl. You spin around to check on the bacon cooking on the stove. “You gonna stand there all morning gawking at me or are ya gonna help out?”

They scramble to get into the kitchen. Steve beating Bucky just barely. “What can we do?”

You’re still having a hard time looking at him right now but you can get through this. “Um. Why don’t you grab me the eggs from the fridge Steven so we can get them cooked up and Sarg you can set the table while I finish up the bacon. Good?”

Bucky saddles up behind you, wrapping his thick arms around your waist and pulling you close. He runs his nose up your neck and whispers in your ear. “I know you're feeling some type of way right now babygirl, but please just try and let him remove his head from his ass. He’s just scared. I have a feeling you’ll be pleasantly surprised if you hear him out. Plus I’ll be right over there if you need me.” He kisses your temple and heads off to set the table, swatting your ass on the way for good measure. Cheeky Alpha.

As you're flipping the strips in the skillet, Steve hesitantly moves up next to you, an egg carton clutched to his bare chest. “Need a hand with cooking the eggs so you can focus on the bacon?” he tentatively asks.

You turn to look at America’s Golden Boy and find an awkward and somehow withdrawn man standing next to you. Is this my doing? He looks so sad. Oh Stevie.

You give him a small smile. “Sure. I’d love the help. Hey Sarg, how do you want your eggs?”

“Are we having toast?” He queries.

“Only if you're making it.” You quip back.

“Then I’ll take ‘em sunny side up, extra runny please. Steve can manage not to screw that up.”

“Ha ha. Very funny Buck. What about you, Doll? Any particular way you’d like yours cooked?” He’s got all of his focus on you as he patiently waits for your answer.

“Scrambled will be just fine for me, Steve. Thank you.” You can feel that warmth starting to spread through your chest again the longer he stands beside you, bathing you in his citrus and cedar scent.

“You got it, Doll.” He gives you that devastating smile of his and you can feel the threads hanging on to your bruised ego starting to fray. Stupid handsome Alpha messing with my hormones.

You continue to cook in silence. The only sound coming from the speaker on the island. You exchange small subtle touches as you pass over one another for this or that as you finish making breakfast and place it on the table. The tension has slowly built and you have no idea when or if it will break.

Bucky sits at the head of the table with you to his right.

Surprisingly, Steve chooses to take the seat next to you instead of across the table. After a couple of awkward silent bites Bucky pipes up. “This is perfect, Omega. You're always taking such good care of us.”

You feel heat rise to your cheeks at his praise. “I can’t take all the credit this morning. Steve helped out.”

“Well it wouldn't have felt right if you did it all yourself. I’ll always help you out whenever I can, Doll.” He’s gazing at you with such an earnest look in his eyes.

He reaches for your hand. “Doll, there’s something I need to say before I lose my nerve.”

He has all your attention now. “Go ahead. I’m listening.” You give his hand a little squeeze just as Bucky slides his hand onto your thigh and gives a squeeze as well. Just letting you know he’s right here with you if anything goes wrong.

“I need you to know that I wasn’t rejecting you. I was feeling sorry for myself and on the defensive. I spoke out of fear and you got hurt because of it. It’s killing me inside that you could believe, even for a moment, that I wouldn't want you.”

He intertwines his fingers with yours.

“You’re everything I’ve ever wanted in an Omega and it just so happens that my best friend got to you first. I’ve been harboring feelings for you for a long time now and had just come to terms with the fact that I would most likely end up a lone Alpha forever when your scent didn't change after Buck claimed you. That night we all hooked up was the closest I thought I would ever get to having you. And I didn't even get to kiss you.”

You cock your head to the side. “You wanted to kiss me that night?”

“Oh little omega, I always want to kiss you.” There’s that confidence you love so much rising back to the surface.

“I just wasn't allowed to. I knew my place and I would never do that to Buck. You're made for each other. So when he suggested that the one thing I crave for, could very much be a real possibility, I felt like a joke was being played on me. How could I be so lucky to not only have found a true mate but share her with my best friend. An omega with two mates was rare even in our day. I didn't want to get my hopes up for it to all come crashing down and I lose not only you but my best friend in the process.”

You push back a blonde lock that had fallen into his eyes back into place. “I get it. I do. That’s why I apologized for my outburst.”

He squeezes your hand in his and places the other against your cheek. “No, no, no. You didn't need to apologize. You had every right to feel that way. I’m just an idiot who was lost not only in his head but in the past as well. I might be this big strong Alpha now, but some of those old insecurities of the smaller me make an appearance from time to time. That was one of those times.”

He runs his thumb along the apple of your cheek. “What I’m trying to say, is that I’ve fallen for you too. It’s more than just being drawn to your scent. No matter how mouthwatering it is. You're sweet and caring. You never exclude me when you’re around and you treat me like a real person not some Superhero to be adored. You keep me grounded and I have never seen Bucky more like himself than when he started seeing you. If you're willing to try and Buck is truly okay with it, I would like to see where this goes. Ultimately I would like us to become a pack. I would want you to be mine as much as you are his. What do you say, Doll?”

You stare into those deep pools of cerulean, full of nothing but adoration and a hint of fear. Placing your hand against the nape of his neck, you pull him forward into a kiss. It starts off slow and sweet, quickly morphing into an inferno of need and passion. You pour everything into this kiss, uncaring that your Alpha is watching, until you pull apart, desperately in need of air.

His eyes are lust blown and he’s sporting a dopey lovesick grin. “I take it, that’s a yes then.”

Bucky busts out laughing. He can’t help himself. “Oh, man. You really are still that skinny little awkward punk. All dopey eyed after one kiss from a Dame ya like.”

Steve rolls his eyes. “Oh shove it, asshole. I remember you wandering around the house all love drunk when she kissed you the first time. You have no room to talk.”

You turn to Buck with a slackened jaw. “You got all twitterpated after I finally let you kiss me goodnight? Awww, Alpha.”

Not embarrassed by it in the slightest he leans in towards you. “Damn right I did. That kiss was fucking magical. I’d never felt anything like it before.”

You place a sweet kiss on his lips and then turn to Steve and do the same. “I’m sure this back and forth ribbing between the two of you will never truly die down. So who’s up for movies and snuggles? I might even be willing to be talked into a little heavy petting.”

You get up from the table, starting to clear the dishes, when Bucky stops you. “Omega let us do that. You are to relax the rest of the day.”

You place the plates back on the table. “Does that mean my movie marathon is a go?”

Steve wraps his arms around your hips and pulls you close, laying his head on your stomach as he gazes up at you. “Yes, little omega. We can have a lazy day full of movies, snuggles and most certainly some heavy petting. Buck and I just have to check in for a quick debrief with Tony, but we can do that over video in my office after we clean up breakfast. Why don't you go make the living room all cozy for the three of us and pick out the movies you want to watch and as soon as we’re done with business we’ll be all yours.”

You’re smiling from ear to ear, thankful this morning has turned around and excited to explore this new dynamic together. Who would have thought you’d have not one, but two True Mates. Best friends at that. You’re sure this ride is gonna be full of twists and turns but you can't wait to get started.

“Just don’t keep me waiting too long.” You kiss his forehead as he releases you and then place one on Bucky’s cheek as he passes by, taking the dishes to the sink.

You begin to walk into the living room, grabbing the hem of Bucky’s shirt you're still wearing. “Oh and boys. Clothing is optional.”

You pull the shirt over your head and continue on your way, sauntering over to the couch, two sets of blue eyes locked on your bare bottom. You hear them both mutter simultaneously “Fuck” before a flurry of movement is heard.

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Best Served Hot (Affinity Series)

Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader

Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader x Alpha!Steve

Wordcount: 4033

Summary:

Family dinner at the compound for the rest of the team to formally meet you. After an encounter with Thor, Bucky decides to make sure that every alpha in the room has no doubt who you belong to. You find out some interesting information about your Alpha and one Steven Grants Rogers that leads the night down a surprising path.

Warnings:

Fluff and Smut, Mild Smut, Alpha/Omega, Alpha Bucky Barnes, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Sweet Bucky Barnes, Soft Bucky Barnes, Oral Sex

Notes:

Hi, hello, how are you? What can I say except that I started writing this intending for it just to be possessive Alpha snapshot of before they were officially mated and well the characters took me a different route this time. I'm not sure yet if this will impact the rest of the snapshots I have planned but we'll see what happens. Enjoy your reading!

Bannner by @cafekitsune Divider by @firefly-graphics

“Damn Buck, it smells good in here. When did you learn to bake?”

“I didn't. That would be my sweet little Omega’s handiwork.”

You softly chuckle to yourself listening to the two supersoldiers banter back and forth, as you finish getting ready in the mirror, applying a nude velour lip to the very simple makeup you are going for tonight. Just a light golden eyeshadow, winged liner and mascara. Along with just a touch of highlighter to your cheekbones and cupid's bow. Your hair’s smoothed out and up in a top knot, leaving your neck exposed.

It pairs well with the off the shoulder long sleeve Cranberry mini sweater dress you were wearing. You decided that understated sexy was the way to go when formally meeting the rest of the Avengers at dinner tonight. Granted, yes, technically you have met most of them in some capacity, be it at parties your Alpha brought you to or in passing when you would visit or video call him. But tonight you would actually be meeting them in a more official way, as Bucky’s Omega. Butterflies began to flutter in your stomach from the excitement and tiny bit of nerves you had. You knew Steve and Sam of course. They were your Alpha’s best friends after all, but you wanted to make a good impression with the others too. You loved Bucky too much to let him go now.

With one final look in the full length mirror you make your way into the living room to put on your thigh high boots and check on the sweet potato pie cooling on the stove.

“You better not be trying to sneak a piece of my pie Captain.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it, Doll. Buck is so wound up about tonight he’d...” He begins to say but stops short when he turns around and sees you leaned over the coffee table, leg propped up, as you zip up your thigh high boots. He tilts his head to the side, admiring the view before the wind is knocked out of him by a vibranium hand to the chest. “Put your tongue back in your mouth Stevie. She’s mine. She might not be wearing my mark yet but I have no problem showing you just how much she still is mine. Isn’t that right omega?”

You shake your and stand back up. Sauntering over to your growly Alpha. You run your fingers up his chest and along his throat. “Be nice Alpha. The Captain knows I’m all yours. He would never touch me without your permission. No matter how good I smell. You know that.” You place a sweet kiss on his adams apple and turn to grab the pie and put it in the container for transport to the compound.

You don't make it far before he is grabbing your hand, spinning you around and planting a soul stealing kiss on your lips as he dips you. You can’t help but let out an unbidden whimper at the show of possession your Alpha is displaying before his best friend. You can feel your slick start to dampen your panties as he releases your mouth and begins to pepper your neck with open mouth kisses, teasing your mating gland with his tongue as you turn your head and allow better access to him.

Before he can get too carried away, he gives one last sweet kiss to your gland and pulls away, bringing you back up with him. Your chest is rising and falling from the surge of hormones now coursing through your body. Eyes locked on to the dilated Steel blues in front of you. Steve clearing his throat shakes you both from your lust filled daze.

“We better get going, Omega or we’ll never make it to dinner on time.” He turns his head towards Steve. “Need a minute there buddy.” At his words you glance down, eyes widening as you spot a prominent bulge in Steve’s grey dress pants.

“Oh fuck off Buck. I can't help it, okay. You know it’s been a minute since I’ve been with anyone. And here you are soaking the apartment in your sweet little unclaimed omegas pheromones. If you went any further I may have popped a knot or challenged you myself. Be thankful I have control over my urges” He states.

“Language, Captain.” You tease with a coy smile, quietly laughing. “Bucky you shouldn't be so hard on him.” You laugh harder.

“Go on. Laugh it up. I’ll be in the damn car.” Steve huffs. Adjusting his hard on in his pants and heading out the door.

Bucky shakes his head. “Alright Omega. Grab your pie and let’s go before I have those boots wrapped around my waist.” He slaps you on the ass and sends you on your way to the kitchen to grab the pie.

You make it out to the car without incident, a grumpy Captain awaiting you, and make your way to the compound.

When the car stops in front of the back entrance to the living quarters your nerves take a quick spike. Bucky squeezes your thigh. “You’ll be fine, baby girl. You’ve got me and Stevie here. Not to mention Sam. They’re all eager to formally meet you baby and I can’t wait for them to get to know my best girl.” You start to relax.

“He’s right, Doll. You’ve got nothing to fear. They’ll fall in love with you, just like the rest of us hopeless fools.” His ocean eyes meet yours in the rearview.

“Thanks Stevie.” You take a calming breath. “Here goes nothing.” You reach for the handle and let yourself out of the car. Time to charm some Avengers.

You enter the common area to the sounds of light chatting and laughter. You spot Sam right away and make your way over to him chatting with Natasha and Clint.

“There she is. I thought ya’ll were never gonna make it. I’m honestly surprised he let you out the house, around all these Alphas, dressed like a damn snack.”

“I will gladly take her back and lock right up Sam. Don’t tempt me.” Bucky taunts Sam.

“We almost didn’t make it out of the house. You should have seen the little show he put on marking his territory.” Steve interjected.

“I love your boots. You’ll have to tell me where you got them. I’ve got a little omega I’d love to see in some” Nat stated.

“Why thank you Natasha. I’ll be sure to give you the info before we leave. I love knowing I'm contributing to an omega getting spoiled.” You reach your hand out and properly introduce yourself to Clint and Nat. Quickly followed by Bucky taking you around and introducing you to the rest of the team.

From the doorway a booming voice proclaims. “What in the nine realms is that mouth watering smell. It's like the sweetest honey and something else I can’t quite place.” Thor has now entered the common area.

Bucky’s grip on your waist slightly tightens and you can feel the vibration from his chest as he lets out a low growl. You place a hand on his chest and get him to look down at you. “I’m sure he’s not talking about me, Alpha. We are here for dinner.”

Just as you seem to have calmed your Alpha down, Thor joins the group you're chatting with and notices you with Bucky. “Good evening Barnes. Is this the lovely Omega you have been telling us about?”

“You would be correct. It’s nice to meet your acquaintance, God of Thunder.” You give him your name and he lightly grasps your hand, kissing your knuckles. “The pleasure is all mine, Milady. I must say James is lucky to have found such a beautiful smelling Omega.”

You can feel heat rise to your cheeks and Bucky pulls you closer. “Why, Thank you Thor for your generous compliment.” You’re starting to feel a bit overwhelmed as everyone now seems to have eyes on you. “Will you excuse me, I’m just going to freshen up before we eat.” You kiss Bucky on the cheek and head straight to the guest restroom.

Watching your retreating form Tony can't help but to tease Thor. “Way to go Point Break, you ran off Manchurian Candidates only chance at getting a mate and Peps chance to finally have a non superhero Omega around.” Pepper slaps him in the arm. “Tony stop.”

“Did I do something wrong Barnes?” Thor turns to Bucky who is still watching the entrance to the hall you just walked down.

“Yeah you did you big oaf. You talked about how good she, an unclaimed Omega, smelled in front of everyone.” Clint responded.

“Was I not supposed to do that? On Asgard complimenting an Omega on their scent, especially if you find it very appealing, is a sign of respect. I meant no harm by it. My apologies, Barnes.”

“It’s alright Thor. I’m just going to check on her. We’ll meet you all at the table.” He turns and follows the path you took to the restroom and knocks twice.

“Baby girl, it’s me. Let me in Omega.”

Your breath hitches at the gruff tone of his voice and you quickly unlock the door for him and take a step back as your Alpha enters the small restroom, enveloping you in his musky sandalwood and whiskey scent that has you salivating. Your head is already a mess from being in a room full of new Alpha scents and being unclaimed; your hindbrain is having a field day. Your inner Omega just wants you to find the biggest baddest Alpha in the room and present for them.

Thankfully the biggest and baddest of them all, in your opinion, was standing right in front of you, looking like he was ready to devour you whole.

“It took everything inside me not to knock Thor in the jaw when he kissed your hand, darlin’.” He pulls you close to him and turns you so that your back rests against the sink.

“I can't fully blame him though. You do smell like heaven.” He traces his nose up your neck, grips your waist and hoists you up on the edge of the sink, spreading your thighs so that he can slot himself between them. “And you look good enough to eat tonight.”

He teases the skin between the top of your boots and your hot center. Lightly stroking your lace covered clit. You bite your lip and let out a soft mewl as he continues to tease you along the waistband of your panties before slipping his flesh hand underneath the fabric. You squirm as he circles your clit a couple times and with the quick reflexes only a supersoldier can have sinks his middle and ring finger deep inside you, eliciting a moan as he hits that sweet spongy spot on the first go.

“Mmmm. Always so responsive for me, little one. I can’t wait until I properly sink my teeth into this beautiful neck and the world will always know who you belong to.” Your moans start to get louder. “Yes. Alpha. Please. I want you to claim me so bad.”

“I know you do Omega. And I will when the time is right. For now, I want you soaked and hopelessly begging for me to be deep inside you. I want every Alpha in that room to have no doubt you're mine. Ruin these panties for me and I promise. I'll fucking destroy your tight little pussy when we get home. Fill you up real nice with my knot.”

His pace never falters and before you know it you are in fact ruining your panties while he muffles your scream with deep kisses. You panting and dazed as you watch your Alpha bring his glistening fingers up to his mouth and lick your essence clean off each digit. “The sweetest honey I’ve ever fucking tasted. I could drown myself in you Omega and it would never be enough.” He grips your throat and gives you one last toe curling kiss before he adjusts himself in his pants and places you back on the floor.

“Take 5 minutes to situate yourself. But don’t do too much. They’re gonna scent me all over you anyway and that’s the way I want it.”

“Yes, Alpha.” You're still a bit floaty from your orgasm.

“Once you're done we’ll head to the table together.” He kisses your mating gland and turns you toward the mirror so you can quickly fix your lipstick and make sure your hair is still looking right.

When you're finished touching up, he grabs your hand, kisses your knuckles where Thor did and leads you out to join everyone at the dinner table.

All eyes are on you both as you enter the room to find your seats nestled between Steve on your right and Sam on Bucky's left. Steve is looking at you with a smug look on his face. He leans in and whispers so only you (and Bucky with his Super hearing) can hear. “Based off he dopey look in your eyes and his scent mixed with yours I said someone was doing a further mark of his territory I see.”

Shocked at his bluntness once again tonight you pinch him in the thigh. “Steven Grant Rogers. You better watch yourself before he makes good on that threat from earlier.”

The most mischievous smile you have ever seen crosses his face. “Oh I’m sure he would love to follow through on that threat. I’ll try and behave, Doll. Though I can't quite make any promises. You really do smell fucking delicious tonight” He turns to Bucky over your head and winks.

He shakes his head at him. “You always were a little punk Stevie.”

You're shaken from your shock of the exchange that you just witnessed when conversation starts to pick up around the table. You are asked the normal getting to know you questions, what you do for a living, are you close with your family, how long have you lived here, how’d you meet Bucky, is him living with Steve a problem, etc, etc.

It was overall a very enjoyable dinner and you can’t wait to hang out with the team again soon.

The ride home is charged with sexual tension. Bucky seems adamant to get started on his promise of destroying your little pussy and can’t keep his hands to himself while Steve drives you all home. You’re trying to be quiet as he kisses along your neck while his hands roam all over you. He grazes his hand up your dress and proceeds to rip your drenched panties from your body as he sucks on that one spot on your neck that makes you weak in the knees. He pushes your dress up exposing your dripping folds to the car. Your heart starts to race.

“Bucky. What are you doing? Steve could totally see if he looks back in the rearview.” You whisper yell.

“And? You’re mine. He can look and listen all he wants. Without my permission or yours that’s all the little perv can do.” He states between kisses along your collarbone.

“You sound like you two have done this particular sort of thing before. Are you telling me America’s Golden Boy likes to watch. Is that true Stevie? Are you an undercover freak?” You moan out the last word as Bucky begins to finger you in the back seat.

You meet the cerulean gaze of the Alpha driving you home as he shifts in his seat and responds. “I wasn’t always this size Doll. Bucky used to let me watch or share from time to time since I had no luck with women and he didn't want me to go crazy without a release.”

“Is that, oh fuck right there Alpha, is that true Bucky? Did you used to help him out?”

“Sure did. Couldn’t leave my best friend high and dry.”

“So is that what you are doing now? I heard him say it’s been a long time earlier tonight. Are you offering to share me with your best friend Alpha after what you just displayed at that dinner?” You gripped his hair and turned his face towards yours as he continued his onslaught on your pussy.

“I’m not offering to share you little one. The only knot this sweet little pussy will be taking is mine. I am willing to let him watch as I ruin you and if you feel so inclined to help him out in any way that does not involve his dick in your pussy I’m open to that if that's something you want. I know how needy and submissive you can get when that hindbrain takes over.”

You look at Steve once again in the mirror. “Is that something you want Stevie. To watch Bucky ruin me and possibly get the chance to cum down my throat.” You moan out once again as Bucky speeds up hearing you tease his best friend.

“Fuck. Yes. Yes I do, Doll. I want that so very much.” He declares in a husky voice you’ve never heard him use before.

“Then you better hurry up and get us home then Captain. And you,” Bucky gets down into the foot well and licks a stripe up your slick covered thigh, “Better come on my tongue before we get there.” He lets out a growl before he begins to feast on your pussy like it's the one thing he needs to survive.

From the driver's seat you hear. “Fuck. Come on that’s not fair at all Buck. You know how hard it is to drive with raging hard on. And all those sweet little noises she’s making.”

Bucky stops his ministrations for a moment. “Quit your bitchin punk and hurry up and get us home then so you can relieve that ache in your dick.” He returns to his task of taking you apart before you reach the house.

He’s pulling out all the stops, even slipping a finger in to attack your g-spot while he sucks the life out of your clit. Just as your pulling into the garage he hits your spot just right and combined with the figure eights he’s been making against your clit you come screaming his presentation and pulling his hair.

“Fuck that was hot.” Steve proclaims.

“You haven't seen anything yet. Omega. Head inside and strip out of your clothes. I want you in nothing but these sexy as hell boots. Once you are down to your boots only I want you to bend over the back of the couch and present like the perfect little omega you are for me.”

“Yes Alpha.” You nod your head, give him a kiss and head inside.

You quickly lose the sweater dress and bra. Your panties are lost somewhere in the back seat still. You make your way over to the couch that faces the garage door and has an armchair adjacent to it and bend over. Ass high in the air, drooling folds on full display, ready and waiting for your Alpha to destroy you. You don't have to wait long until you hear their footsteps enter the room.

“Mmmm. There’s my girl. My perfect little omega, all ready and waiting for her Alpha to come fill her up. Your thighs are a mess just covered in your slick. I won't even need to warm you up further. I bet I can just slide in.” He walks up to you and caresses your backside before laying a quick slap to your right cheek. You moan out at the pleasurable sting.

Before you know it he has stripped naked and is entering you in one languid thrust. The stretch feels amazing as you accommodate his size. He wastes no time setting a brutal pace. All the pent up tension throughout the night being released and you love every second of it. He grabs your hair and pulls your head up so you're staring at Steve watching you get your back blown out as he strokes his thick cock.

“Just look at what watching you get pounded by your Alpha is doing to him Omega. Should we leave him to finish off with his fist or would you like to help him out?” He starts to increase his pace.

“He...help...him...out. Fuck I’m so close Alpha.” You whine and moan out.

“You gonna help him out Omega? Gonna let him see what that mouth can do and come down your pretty little throat while you take my knot and I fill you to brim with mine?” He asks.

“Yes. Please Alpha. Let me suck him off while I come on your knot. Please.” You beg.

“Fuuuuuck. I’m really not going to last much longer.” Steve pants out, speeding up his strokes.

“Then get the fuck over here and give my Omega what she wants already.” Bucky growls out as his hips start to pound unto you faster.

Not having to be told twice Steve steps up to you as you open your mouth wide and stick out your tongue. He places the tip of his dick on your tongue and the moment his precum hits your taste buds you wrap your lips around the head and groan in pleasure, taking a breath before hollowing out your cheeks and taking him down to the back of your throat.

“Oh Fuck Doll. That feels fucking amazing. Just like that Omega. I’m right there. Fuck.” He groans out.

Seeing Steve lost in the magic that is his Omegas mouth Bucky grips your hips and really goes to town. Fucking you so hard you know he’s leaving bruises behind and you just dont care. Your hindbrain has kicked in and all you care about is pleasing these two Alphas.

With a swivel of his hips Bucky strikes the detonate button on your g spot and you come screaming around Steve’s dick. A kaleidoscope of stars explodes in front of your eyes as you hear the sound of Steve roaring as he pulls out just enough so his knot rests against your lips and spills rope after rope of hot come down your throat. “That’s it Omega. Take it all. Fuck.”

He slumps back against the armchair as Bucky grips your neck and pulls you up flush against his chest as his hips start to lose rhythm. You know he’s close and so you squeeze your walls tightly around his girth. That tight warmth does the trick and you feel his knot inflate just as he tightens his metal hand around your throat, setting you off once again as he sprays the walls of your womb white with his seed.

He releases your throat and leaves a trail of sweet kisses up your spine. “You did so good my sweet little Omega. Look how blissed out Stevie is. You did so good, pleasing both of us. Such a good little Omega”

You being to purr and melt at his praises, still flying that endorphin high and wanting nothing more than to curl up against your Alpha and crash.

“Hey, Hey don't crash out on me yet little one. Let me get you to the room first. Steve, can you help me spin her around so I can carry to bed?”

Without a word, still a bit dazed, Steve helps Bucky turn you around without pulling on the knot, keeping you tied together, so that you can wrap your legs around his waist and be carried off to bed.

“Goodnight Buck, Goodnight Doll. Thank you for letting me join in. She truly is perfect, pal. Hold on tight to her or I’m swooping in and taking your place.” The Captain chuckles.

“In your dreams Rogers. You’re welcome. See ya in the morning punk.”

“Night Stevie.” You mumble as Bucky carefully carries you to bed, where he lays on his back and lets you drift into slumber, warm and safe on his chest.

“Goodnight my sweet Omega. I love you. Rest up because tomorrow I’m not letting you out of this bed.”

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