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From All Sides (P.6)

Title: From All Sides (Part Six) Summary: Fem!Reader x Dark!Pirate Tony. Tony is obsessed with a certain barmaid at port and showers her with gifts to try to bring her to his bed. She is resistant to his advances, her eyes elsewhere, specifically on her coworker, the cook. Although, that love is unrequited and always will be. The reader is forced into close quarters with Tony unexpectedly and sailing the sea, she slowly bends to his will. And he plans to give her all the affection he can to make sure she stays. Words: 2,280 Warnings (for the whole fic): Eventual smut, violence, angst, possessive behavior

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“Where the hell is she?” Tony practically shouted.

They had made rounds around the inside of the cavern for the last fifteen minutes, looking in game rooms and cabins where she might be. Tony had ignored everything Steve was saying up until that point, on a rampage to find her. Much to Steve’s annoyance because he had an idea where she might be and even more so, annoying that Tony himself had left Y/N on the beach and was now mad she had wandered off. He had just wanted to drink and sit on the ship.

Grasping the opportunity of Tony standing still, Steve stepped into his sights.

“I’m sure she’s fine. Vanko said a dark-haired ‘boy’. It was probably Peter!” Steve blurted.

“Peter?” Tony demanded.

Steve saw the jealousy already swimming and he said, “Yeah. Who else would come swooping in to rescue her to make sure that no one took advantage of her? He knows she’s with you and he doesn’t want to piss his captain off. He did it for you! She’s probably with him!”

“Where’s his cabin?” Tony said.

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Peter walked with you down the sandy path. “And he just… left you down here? By yourself?” You nodded and Peter frowned.

“You don’t judge me?” you asked. He shook his head and a sad smile reached you. “I know many are not followers of religion here – myself included – but it seems the mere idea of… being with a woman would cause scorn. Casting me out.”

You had already spilled everything to Tony and telling someone else you felt close to felt now like nothing. You had held it inside for so long. And for how Tony reacted, you thought yourself perhaps wicked for how you had acted and you wanted to be clean with everyone. Peter was reacting far differently than Tony though. And that was not entirely shocking; Peter was not pining after you. He was objective.

Peter shrugged and said, “It does not bother me in the slightest. Eloise was nice.”

Nice. As if that was the only thing that mattered. Nothing else. It was so simple when he put it like that.

“Yes… she was.”

“Is,” Peter corrected, giving you a bump with his shoulder for reassurance.

“Right. Is.”

Peter asked, “Do you really want to go back to our home port? To see if she is still there? I mean… you said yourself that you did not think she would ever return the feelings. So… do you think it would be worth it? To go back to settle for that?”

You sighed heavily. You could read the undertone of his words. You had someone here that actually returned your feelings.

But then he cut you off at the knees of that thought about Tony.

“I mean, going back to port makes sense if you are looking to find Adam.”

Turning your head towards him, you met his gaze. And you could see he could see the remorse in your eyes.

His shoulders slumped and he asked, “Did you… were you never considering him?”

Reluctantly, you admitted, some tears coming, “I didn’t know how to let him down easily. He was so kind. I would feel guilty doing it, but I still felt guilty not doing it.”

“May I have your problem some day of having multiple people after me,” Peter said. Your face fell and he quickly said, “I did not mean for that to come off as crass. I can see it was hard. I was… just trying to make light. It was not the time. Sorry.”

The two of you walked in silence for a while. The waves lapped at the shore, coming close to your own feet. The sand was wet, and it felt good beneath your bare feet, your shoes held in your hand. The moonlight was reflecting off the sea, lighting the beach. You could stay here… truly. Just build a house up further in the rocks and always have the sea to look out at.

Peter was still quiet, waiting for you to initiate again. You cleared your throat.

“No. I know. I had multiple people. Some dropped off after a month or so, but they kept coming. Tony was constant. And… I knew. I knew this whole time if it was anyone, it was going to be Tony. And I don’t mean that in a last resort kind of way. It’s just the one that made the most sense. But like I told you, I’m afraid of being left behind.”

“Maybe he would not leave you behind? He’s already brought you on the ship.”

“Out of necessity. I’m sure that will change. And then I’ll just be left to wait for him.” You scoffed, suddenly angry again about your exchange with him earlier. “And he was so indignant that I loved anyone but him.”

“He’s a jealous man,” Peter commented.

“He is!” you agreed. “He cannot stand it knowing someone else was in my sights! Even Adam! He cornered him you know? I know he was threatening him. I didn’t heart it but I could see it in their body language. I was a prize for him, and he was making sure no one else would win me but him.” You inhaled deeply before admitting. “But what he said was true. I kept him dangling. Because I could not face the fact that Eloise and I were not to be. And I may have fueled his jealous behavior by continuing to flirt and giving him the hope he needed to be persistent.”

Peter looped arms with you and leaned in. “If he really likes you, he’ll get over it.”

You snorted, holding him tighter. “Tony? Get over a slight? I will live to see the day. He could not even handle it when men merely flirted with me at the tavern when he was at port and witnessed it.” You exhaled deeply and said, “I shouldn’t have told him about Eloise. I was pretty far deep in a bottle and thought maybe it would be okay, but I should have known then he would be envious. Even more so now that we have laid together.”

You suddenly blanched, realizing what you had divulged and shot Peter an embarrassed look.

Peter recovered quickly and ran a hand through his hair. “Are you happy though?”

“Mostly.”

“’Mostly’?”

“Yes. He will take care of me, is far too handsome for his own good, and he is kind enough to me. And is not… unskilled in the bedroom.” Peter’s lip upticked at the corner and you elbowed him with the arm looped, causing him to grunt before the two of you laughed. “I just wish he had not gotten so angry with me for telling him my feelings. He is possessive. And his anger is so easily lit. A very short fuse.”

Peter shrugged as if it was simple. “Then let’s just stay out. You and me. We have this whole ocean. And we can go lay on the grass up there when we are done and watch the stars.”

“That sounds romantic.”

“Trust me, Y/N. I’m not after you. Not to insult but I have my eyes set on the sea.”

You rolled your eyes, “Sounds like someone else I know.”

“And there had been a girl at port.”

That piqued your interest. “Who?”

“Mary Jane.”

“The florist?” He nodded and you smiled, grasping his hand. “You two would make a fine match.”

“If we ever go back to port, she’ll be the first one I will look for.”

“Why not request to go back? We both have someone to look for?”

Peter shook his head. “No… I think I was driven from port with events beyond my control. Right now, I need to follow the tide.” You frowned and he shrugged. “If we are meant to be, we will find each other again.”

“I wish I was so easily able to go with the flow as you,” you told him.

Peter snorted now. He pushed you towards the waterline, your feet dipping into the wave that lapped at the sore. “Come on now! Have some fun! You deserve it!”

“We’re both drunk.”

“That’ll make it this much more fun! Come on. Tony was an asshole to you, and you need to blow off some steam!”

He was right.

You dropped your shoes onto the sand, further up away from where the waves would touch them, and he followed your lead. Bending over one foot at a time, Peter pulled his shoes off and tossed them. You tore your gown off, leaving you in your shift. Your gown fluttered to the ground closer but far enough away to ensure it would not be swept away.

The water was up at your waist before Peter swooped at you and drug you under with him. Your scream was lost as you closed your mouth at the last second to make sure you did not swallow any salt water. The water was reprieve, a cold bath.

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“Well, there she is,” Sam commented, stopping on the grassy path outside the cavern. They had been hiking up it to check around the island.

He pointed down the cliffs and found Y/N only yards away from where her and Tony had been down on the beach. And there was a dark-haired boy with her. Peter, it looked like. And they were swimming together.

Tony rolled his eyes to high heaven before turning around and making to go back down.

“We need that boy. The food has been so much better with him the last couple weeks,” Steve hissed at Bucky and Sam. “Please don’t let him do anything rash. He’s still beyond drunk! Be on my side!”

Without waiting for them to answer, he turned and followed Tony quickly.

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Storming up to the edge of the waves, Tony shouted, “Y/N!”

She had just surfaced and had not heard him. He bellowed her name again over the waves and she turned her head towards him.

Her expression darkened as she recognized him, brushing her hair away from her forehead, and she shouted back, “What the hell do you want, Tony?”

Tony bristled at her attitude.

“Get out of the damn water!” he demanded, coming into the waves. “Come to my cabin!”

“No!” she snapped, still holding onto Peter’s arms. Peter was looking at Tony uncomfortably, nervous. “You’ve made your feelings clear! I’m just a whore, remember! I should sleep in any bed!”

Tony started coming through the waves, his legs dragging in the current until he was almost knee deep, stopping again. “I will not have you sleeping anywhere but my cabin! Get. Over. Here. Now!” She huffed disobediently, and he shouted, “Before I lose my fucking temper!”

His shout seemed to get through to her.

She shot Peter a look before pulling away from him. He followed her still all the same and Tony fought the monster clawing away inside his chest. As soon as she was within arm’s reach, he yanked her to him and she stumbled in the water.

“If anything makes you look like a whore, it’s being in your underdress with a man under the moonlight! And not to mention, kissing another merely an hour before!” She opened her mouth to argue and he spat, “Save it!”

He demanded you pick up your dress and shoes. You angrily followed his directions, and he took a tight hold of your wrist again, yanking you close once more. Over your shoulder, he told the men he had brought with him, “We’re going to my cabin. I’ll see you tomorrow. Thank you for your assistance. Please, grab one a bottle from the bar and put it on my tab.” They seemed to perk up that. His eyes fell on Peter and he sneered, “Get yourself dressed, boy. You’re going to be needed for breakfast sooner rather than later.”

With that, he pulled you behind him up the path towards the cavern again. But he was not taking you towards the cabins, he was taking you towards his ship. He was silent, ignoring your questioning. As soon as you were into his quarters again though, he propelled you in front of him, letting go. You stumbled, trying to catch your balance as he turned away and closed the door behind him. You threw your dress and shoes on the ground, pissed off.

He was on you in a second, a finger held up in warning. “I’ve had quite enough of your games, Y/N! I have been patient! I have given you choice and time and—FUCK! All the time in the world! You’re here with me now and that’s how it is going to stay! No more pussyfooting around!”

“I’m not pussyfooting—”

“This is where you stay,” Tony interrupted roughly, his finger pointed downwards at the hardwood of the cabin, his gaze burning into you. “You do not step foot off the ship but also, this room is where you stay!”

“I’m not a pet you can keep caged up!” you protested.

He closed the space quickly, fire burning in his eyes. “Watch me!” Tony snarled, towering over you.

You cowered back slightly, and he noticed. He was firm when he told you, “It’s just me. From now on. That’s all you get. If you really truly have feelings for me, this is your time to prove it. Stay in here! Like I just told you!” He leaned in to hiss, “Don’t test me, love! I’m done playing nice!”

He turned around furiously and strode out of his quarters, slamming the door behind him, and you jumped at the sound.

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Rescue 7/10

Pairing: Alpha!Bucky x Enhanced!Omega!Reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: Not much really

Summary: The Avengers are sent in to rescue a group of omegas from the hands of Hydra. There Bucky finds you, an enhanced omega. Can you ever be fully rescued from what Hydra has done to you?

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You wake up in the morning and give an almighty stretch. Your heat has passed. You look over at a sleeping Bucky. His hair is in his face and the sheet is pulled off, revealing his bare back, muscles rippling down. You move the hair out of his face and a weary eye blinks open. Bucky shifts towards you scooping you up in his arms and burying his face in your neck where he kisses and nuzzles your bond mark.

“Careful there, cowboy,” you say with a chuckle as Bucky squeezes you even tighter.

“Sorry ‘mega, I just can’t get enough of your scent. It's got me done in.” You card your fingers through his hair and sigh deeply. You can’t believe you’re here, with this man by your side. It feels like magic, like a fairytale. Even if it's just this moment, it feels like home.

“My heat’s over,” you say quietly.

“Mmm, I can tell,” Bucky says as he’s being lured back to sleep by your scent and warmth.

“I think I need a shower. Somehow that’s been neglected in the last few days.” Bucky just squeezes you tighter, refusing to let you stray too far. “Come on baby, let me look nice for you,” you try switching tactics. Bucky scoots you in so he’s now lying on top of you, his head on your bare chest and a leg thrown over yours. “You’re going to make me resort to unsavory methods if you keep this up,” you warn. Bucky simply starts peppering kisses along your collarbone. “Alright you asked for it,” you warn and you zap him on the sides with a few sparks from your fingertips. Bucky jumps off you and groans.

“Darlin’ that’s hardly fair,” he says, rubbing his side.

“You use your super strength to keep me from moving, I get to use my powers to escape,” you say lightly as you swing your legs off the bed and stand. Your back is to the window and your naked form is framed by golden light. Bucky decides he’s not letting you out of his sight and he leaps off the bed and holds you from behind as you both move toward the bathroom.

“Will you be joining me, Sarge?” you question.

“You bet your beautiful ass I will,” Bucky replies. You lean over and turn on the water before you turn in Bucky’s arms and pepper his face with kisses. You trail your lips down his jaw to his neck where you timidly kiss and lick his bond mark, eliciting a growl from Bucky. You pull back and look into his bright blue eyes.

“I love you Alpha,” you say simply.

“I love you, my ‘Mega,” Bucky returns, taking your face in his hands and kissing you so tenderly tears spring to your eyes. The bathroom is filling with steam so you turn and step into the shower with Bucky close behind. The two of you linger in this soft world of soap and warm water and passionate kisses for as long as you can. Bucky washes your hair and combs it through with care and you do the same to him. Once the two of you are clean and fresh smelling you turn off the shower and step out.

“Breakfast?” Bucky asks you as you’re both toweling off. You worry your bottom lip and try to think of an excuse to stay in the room. Until your stomach betrays you with a loud growl. Bucky laughs out loud and crosses the room to hold you in his arms.

“Come on doll, I won’t let them tease you too bad.” You roll your eyes and hang your head. You know what’s coming.

You trail down the hallway behind Bucky, holding his hand. As you’re about to round the corner to the kitchen you stop dead and drop his hand. Bucky turns around and takes your face in his warm hands, dropping sweet kisses on your cheeks and nose.

“What’s got you nervous doll.” Bucky asks quietly so the others won’t hear. You fidget with the hem of the shirt you’re wearing, one of Bucky’s.

“I think I’m just a bit embarrassed,” you mumble. “Not of you, just, you know…” Bucky tucks an errant strand of your hair behind your ear, smiling at you fondly.

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed or nervous about. This is a group of mature adults, they’re not going to make a big deal out of anything. Clint gets his heat every month and he and Nat disappear and no one says a thing about it. Don’t you worry, love.” Bucky’s voice is low and reassuring and you let his scent wash over you and calm your nerves. You give him a nod and take his hand again, letting him lead you into the kitchen.

You walk into the room to clapping, whoops and cheers. You hide your face in Buck’s chest and concentrate very hard on disappearing into the floor.

“There she is,” Tony says, clapping his hands, “the woman who turned Cap into a quivering mess.” You will yourself to die at that comment but nothing happens.

“I was fine.” Steve replies tensely.

“You went to your room to “take care of some business” 2 or 3 times a day last week,” Tony persists. Bucky growls in Steve’s direction.

“He’s exaggerating, Buck,” Steve reassures with an apologetic look in your direction.

“Alright guys, let’s leave the lovebirds alone,” Wanda calls, seeing how embarrassed you are. You throw a grateful look in her direction and the team calms down, going back to what they were doing before you walked in.

You and Bucky move over to the coffee pot where Bucky pours you a cup and adds creamer without protest. You settle into your usual seat while Bucky makes you your favorite breakfast. The team chats away and you’re happy to not participate until there’s a voice in your head.

“Hey…” you jump, sloshing your coffee on your hand and look up at Wanda who’s looked eyes with you. “Sorry, I just wanted to chat without certain super soldiers overhearing us.” You give her a shy smile and a nod of agreement. “So? How was it?” You blush deeply.

“It was good,” you reply, “it was really good.”

“That’s all I’m going to get? It was good?” Wanda questions indignantly.

“Ok it was fantastic! I’ve never been with someone like Bucky and it was perfect. Now get out of my head.” Wanda’s clear bright laugh resounded in your head.

“Ok, fine, fine.” And it was quiet once again. Bucky put your plate of food down in front of you and you dug in, ravenous. He sits down in the chair next to you and pulls his seat as close to you as he can. Bucky rubs your thigh with his hand and leans in to pepper your face with kisses when you pull back.

"No PDA Bucky!” you say quietly, hoping the others don’t notice.

“PDA?” Bucky questions “Public Display of Affection,” you explain. "You know I'm shy.” Bucky lets out a groan.

“Are you saying I can’t kiss my omega whenever I want,” Bucky asks, trying to lean in for another peck on the cheek. Your cheeks color at the term and you lightly hold him away.

“Yes, that’s what I'm saying. Just until I'm more comfortable.” Bucky sighs and drops his head to your shoulder in defeat.

"Ok sweet girl, whatever you say.”

The two of you finish up your breakfast amidst laughter and chatter with the rest of the team. You’re more comfortable with most of them now than when you first arrived and it felt good to fit in somewhere. After breakfast you and Bucky wander over to the lab to speak to Bruce. You find him in the lab hunched over a notebook and some ominous looking green liquid in a vial.

“Y/N, Bucky. Hi. I think I know what brings you by,” Bruce says, putting down his pencil and pushing back from his work.

“Yeah, so I got my heat. How is that possible? I thought I was on the strongest suppressants there are.” You question. Bruce fidgets in his seat.

“I honestly have no idea. Those suppressants should have stopped your heat dead in its tracks. The only thing I can think of is the True Mates theory,” Bruce says, rubbing his hands together.

“What’s that, I’ve never heard of that,” you ask looking at Bucky.

“I’ve heard of it,” he says with a far off look in his eyes.

“True Mates basically says that there are Alphas and Omegas that are chemically suited for each other. That they were made to be together. Their scents are usually complimentary and will be very strong to each other. And that the omega’s heat will come whether she’s on suppressants or not.”

“That sounds far fetched,” you decide, wrinkling your nose.

“Does it?” Bucky asks looking at you. “How else do you explain us?”

“I don’t need some secret force driving us together. I love you for you, for all you’ve done for me, and for how you love me.” You blush furiously at your words but you need Bucky to know how you feel.

“Then how do you explain your heat?” You don’t have an answer for that so you simply shrug your shoulders. Bucky can see that he’s not going to win this argument so he drops it, at least for now.

“I’m sorry I don’t have anymore useful information,” Bruce says. You have no reply so Bucky answers for the both of you.

“That’s alright doc. Thanks anyways.” Bucky slings his arm over your shoulders and guides you out of the lab. You can tell Bucky wants to finish your conversation from earlier so you try to steer him in another direction.

“Wanna go watch a movie?” You ask sweetly.

“Avoiding the conversation?” Bucky quips, a patient smile crossing his face.

“Deftly,” you say, winding your arms around his waist and leaning in for a soft peck on the lips. Bucky growls and pulls you closer for a deeper kiss and you open up to him.

“Okay,” Bucky says, pulling himself away from your lips, “a movie. You get to pick.” You smile brightly and take Bucky’s hand, leading him toward the common area.

20 minutes later finds you snuggled up under a blanket with a pile of snacks Bucky pilfered from the cabinets. Bucky just put your favorite DVD into the player and comes to sit beside you.

“Is this ok?” He asks as he winds his arm behind your back, drawing you in for a cuddle. You look at him and nod with a smile, resting your head on his chest as he pushes play. You both watch the movie perfectly contented. Bucky has never seen it before and you’re delighted when he laughs at all your favorite parts. The movie is nearing its end when Steve strides into the room.

“Bucky we’ve got a situation in South America. Active Hydra base. Jet leaves in 30.” He turns on his heel without offering you a glance and walks out of the room before Bucky can protest.

“Hang on, doll, I’ll try to get out of it.” Bucky says as he starts to get up from the couch. You hang onto his hand and pull him back down.

“That’s ok you don’t need to do that.” you say timidly. Bucky looks at you quizzically.

“Tryin’ to get rid of me doll?” He says it as a joke but you watch the fear flash across his eyes. You lean in close and press reassuring kisses along his jawline.

“Never,” you coo reassuringly. “It’s just, you’ll have to go on missions eventually. You can’t stay home with me forever.”

“Yeah but we’ve just mated. I shouldn’t have to rush off just yet,” Bucky says.

“Well maybe I could come with you?” You suggest. Bucky’s eyebrows shoot to his hairline.

“Come on the mission?” Bucky asks, incredulously. “No way.”

“I want to Bucky. Obviously I can’t come on this mission but I want to be a part of the team. I want to come on missions,” you say, timidly but surely.

“No, absolutely not.” Bucky said definitively. It was your turn to raise your eyebrows.

“What do you mean no? I wasn’t exactly asking permission. I’m letting you know I want to pursue this.” You could see Bucky’s frustration building. You could see he wants to assert his dominance in the conversation but he never wants to force you to submit.

“Y/N, it’s not like training with Thor. There’s a lot more that goes into it and you’re not prepared. I don’t want you doing it. No.” At this point you were fuming but you tried to calm yourself and see things from Bucky’s perspective when it dawned on you.

“Bucky, are you scared?” You ask cautiously.

“Yes!” He shouted, throwing his hands up in the air. “The thought of you on missions terrifies me. You’ve been through so much and I don’t want to expose you to that. And if I lost you? I can’t even think about it without feeling sick. I love you and I want to keep you safe.” You can see Bucky’s breathing fast and his anxiety is rising so you hold his face in your hands and press soft kisses onto his lips.

“I’m here Bucky, everything is ok,” you say reassuringly. You let go of his face and hold his hands to ground him. “Bucky this is important to me. I didn’t ask for these powers, there were forced on me. But I’d like to use them to rid the world of Hydra. Otherwise what’s the point. You have to be able to understand that, right?” Bucky nods slowly, not wanting to concede your point.

“It would be hard, Y/N, you’d have to train for a long time. I’m not letting you go out there until Nat clears you. And I’d have to give you weapons training.” Bucky says. You can tell he’s not fully on board.

“I know it won’t be easy, but like I said, this is important to me. I want to be part of the team,” you say firmly, nodding your head. Bucky’s face is difficult to read but you think you may have won him over. Steve pops his head around the corner and you wonder how much he heard.

“10 minutes Buck.” He says before disappearing again.

Chapter 8

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