#alpha!bucky barnes

[thatsmzbitchtoyou]

My Alpha

This is kind of a long one shot (5619 words!), but I thought I'd try my hand at the ABO!/Omegaverse. Hope you like it!

Being an omega wasn’t always a bad thing.  At least that’s what she told herself repeatedly as she religiously took hormone blocking birth control pills and wore scent blockers on the daily.  Y/N hadn’t had a heat in years and wasn’t planning on letting up any time soon.  She had started working as a personal assistant for the Avengers under Tony Stark years before, going through the Sokovia Accords debacle, surviving the Blip, losing Natasha, Tony, Steve, T'Challa, and all the other strange and traumatic things that happened during her tenure.  She had denied her biology to get this job, not wanting it to affect her performance or be a target while being surrounded by literal super Alphas in this field.  And as hard as the job was, she loved it.

One of the greatest highlights was gaining Bucky Barnes as a friend.  While other Alphas she had come across were domineering, he was compassionate and kind.  He very rarely lost his composure like others did during high pressure situations in missions, and never fought over who was in charge.  He was incredibly careful to make sure everyone around him felt comfortable in his presence.  After finally shaking the Winter Soldier programming he didn’t want to ever lose control of himself again, and with the super soldier serum messing with his hormones to the extent that he was nearly feral during ruts, he would isolate himself away to keep her and others safe.  

Y/N felt like she could talk to him about anything, and he felt the same.  She was his sanctuary after rough missions, one of the few people that could break him out of a deep depressive state or the nightmares that still plagued him.  He knew she was an Omega but could barely smell her because of her blockers, which he both loved and hated.  Loved because it made it so they could be friends without the weird biological dynamics getting in the way, and hated because he was super curious about what her scent was.  They had fallen for each other long ago, but were both too afraid to do anything about it.

As they both relaxed during a rare weekend off they got on the topic of Omega versus Alpha traits.  “I get it, Alphas can be rough, but don’t you want to mate someday?  Find someone special to settle down with?  Maybe have a family?”

She sighed.  “Of course I do, Buck.”

“Then what are you afraid of?” he asked gently.

“Not having a clear choice,” she answered simply, giving him a sharp look.  “I don’t want my biology to decide my fate.  So many Omegas get stuck being mated with bad Alphas because their heats were uncontrollable and the Alpha wouldn’t take no for an answer.  I know that I’m predestined to be a nurturer.  Hell, that’s what my job is now, taking care of all of you guys!  But I should get to choose who I end up with based on love, not by body’s reactions.” Bucky nodded in understanding, looking down at his intertwined hands.  “Do you want to settle down someday?”

“Yeah,” he said quietly.  “I just don’t know how it would work out.  This job…my past.  It all points towards disaster at any given time.”

She slid over to him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders awkwardly as she sat next to him.  “You deserve a happy ever after, Bucky.”

“You do, too, you know,” he reminded her, resting his head on top of hers.

“Mmh, maybe someday,” she said wistfully as she undid her embrace and leaned back against the couch.

“So, anyways,” he cleared his throat.  “Is it true that Omegas have a better sense of smell than Alphas or Betas?  Like you can pick up on others’ scents and identify them really well?”

She laughed.  “Yes, it’s true.”

“Really?  Okay, what does…” he scanned the room as other Avengers milled in and out.  “Peter.  What does Spidey smell like?” He tested her, watching her expectantly.

She took a look at Peter across the room, her nose slightly flaring as she took in a whiff from his direction.  “He always smells like fresh bagels to me.  You know the smell of just-baked bread?  Kinda like that.  Mixed with a little bit of hazelnut.”

Bucky looked at her in awe.  “Yeah I kinda get that off of him.  Alphas can smell and track scents but not to that level.”

“Hm, that’s interesting,” she said as her eyebrows furrowed.  

“Now how about Sam?” he asked excitedly, hoping it would be something not so pleasant he could tease him about.

“Ha, Sam is Cajun seasoning with a sweet lemony undertone.  Like really well done seafood,” she answered quickly with a smile on her face, knowing Bucky would be disappointed in that answer.

Bucky frowned as he thought about who to ask of next.  “Okay, how about…Steve?” He knew it was a long shot.  Steve had been gone for a few years now, so she probably wouldn’t remember.  But she gave him a soft smile.

“Steve was smoky, like fireworks.  A summer night that ends with warm apple crisp and melting vanilla ice cream on top,” she said as she stared out the window, a dazed look in her eyes as she remembered him.

“Wow…” Bucky whispered.  “I always got the fireworks, and something like a picnic.  But now that you say it, yeah, apple with vanilla.”

“Yep, he was truly all American,” she winked at him.

He laughed as he turned towards her on the couch.  “How about, um…me?”

She gazed at him, her expression softening as her nose flared again and she huffed out the breath she’d taken.  “Smoky, like Steve, but different.”

“Like gunpowder?” he asked suddenly, his eyes searching hers.  He had been told that before and was hoping they were wrong.

“No, not gunpowder.  More like…” she sniffed again but frowned.  “Do you mind if I…?” she gestured her finger from herself to him.

“Yeah, go ahead,” he said, opening himself up for her to scoot closer to him.  She leaned in towards his neck, the best place to scent someone, and breathed in a slow sniff of him.  She closed her eyes.

“Campfire.  A campfire on the beach.  And the smell of the ocean after it rains,” she said resolutely, opening her eyes to look at him.  Their faces were close as he stared at her.  “But no, not gunpowder,” she reassured him.

“That’s good,” he breathed, his eyes shifting from her eyes down to her lips and back.

Her eyes suddenly widened, her brow furrowing and she pulled herself away quickly.  “I, um…I need to go…excuse me,” she said hurriedly before she jumped off the couch and power-walked down the hall towards her room.

“Wait, Y/N, are you okay?” Bucky stood from the couch as he watched her leave.

“Yeah!  I’ll talk to you later!” she yelled back without looking, her voice sounded strained.

“What the hell?” he asked himself quietly, looking around him like something had jumped out and spooked her.

Once she was out of sight she ran to her room and had Friday bolt the door.  She doubled over in pain and clutched her stomach.  “No way,” she moaned as she reached for her phone and called for help.

“Hey you, how are ya?” Bruce asked when he answered the call.

“Bruce,” her voice was pained as she held in another moan.  “I need help, something’s wrong.”

“What?  What’s going on?” he sounded worried, the rustling of papers and beeping from a screen by him going off.

“It feels…like a heat?  But that’s not possible, right?  We made sure of it,” she grunted as another cramp shot through her abdomen, and just as suddenly as it all started, it suddenly stopped, leaving her gasping.  “Wait, now it stopped?  What the hell is happening?”

“Come down to the lab, right now.  We’ll get you tested.”

She didn’t need to be told twice as she hung up and crept out of her room towards the elevator.  She was able to get in and down to the lab a few floors away without being caught by Bucky or anybody else.  She ran into the lab in a panic.  Bruce was already setting up the medical bay in the back with everything needed to do a check-up, some vials next to the other instruments.

“Hey, let’s take some blood and see what’s going on,” he called out to her when he heard the doors slide open.  She jogged to the bed and hopped up on it, taking off her cardigan so he could access the veins in her arm better.  After a quick routine check up he took a few vials of her blood then stepped out towards all the equipment he had for medical and scientific tests.  

He worked silently as she sat there deep in thought.  It can’t be, she tried to reassure herself.  I’ve been so careful.  Not missed a single pill ever.  This can’t be happening.  After about an hour Bruce came back with a screen in his hand, his eyebrows hung low over his eyes and a frown on his face.

“Y/N, it’s…it’s not working anymore,” he said softly, his eyes sad and confused as he looked at her.

“What do you mean?” she asked hesitantly, her eyes widening.

“The hormone blockers, the pills…your body isn’t responding to them anymore.  Your hormones are syncing back to normal Omega levels.  Your heats are going to come back.”

“No, no no no no no…NO Bruce!  I can’t.  Please, there’s gotta be another pill to try, a shot, an implant, something?  Anything, please?” she began to cry.  

“I’m sorry Y/N.  We already got you the best blockers that are available out there.  If your body is weaning off of them it means your biology is taking over, probably because you’re getting older and it’s fighting back to have a chance at mating.  I’m so sorry,” he showed her the hormone levels on a chart on the screen, pointing out the differences and then setting it down.  “There’s nothing I can do.  Nothing you can do but prepare yourself for it to start again.  And your first one is probably going to be brutal after avoiding them for so long.  You’ll need help–”

“NO!  No, I can’t do this.  I can’t ask some random Alpha for help.  This isn’t fair!” she cried harder, hiding her face in her hands.  Bruce patted her on the back, trying to help ease her pain by giving off a calming scent.  He was also an Omega and knew how much this meant to her.  

“It will be alright, Y/N.  You have friends here who will help you without making it awkward between you and them, or won’t immediately try mating with you during your heat.  They’re good Alphas.  They won’t hurt you or take advantage of you,” he promised.

She tried to calm the loud beating of her heart that was wringing in her ears, a panic attack trying to settle deep in her bones that she was fighting back.  “How long do I have until it comes?” she sighed as she sniffled.

“I don’t know, I’m sorry.  With it being so long since you last had one it could be next week or it could be in a couple of months,” he answered gravely.

“Ugh, great,” she laughed as she wiped her tears away.  “No choice, whatsoever.  My body ultimately got to decide for me after all.  Wonderful,” she spat as she jumped down off the bed.  “Thank you, Bruce, for testing.  I just…I need to go sleep this off, I don’t know,” she said, giving him a quick hug and then leaving the lab.  

She took the elevator back up to her floor, her eyes stinging from the hot tears still slowly falling down.  Her heat was coming back, and with a vengeance.  She would need help.  Who would she ask?  Any of the unmated superhero Alphas would probably say yes, though she knew she only wanted one.  But how could she ask this of him?  And if he did help, how could she go on with their friendship as if nothing had happened between them afterwards?

The elevator opened and she trudged into the common room.  The floor was already dark as twilight set in and everyone had split off to their rooms.  She slipped into the kitchen since she missed dinner while down in the lab to grab something to eat, although she wasn’t particularly hungry.  As she made herself a sandwich she turned to grab a knife then saw a figure in the corner at the dining table.

“Jesus!  Fuck, Bucky you scared me,” she gasped, holding a hand over her heart.

“Sorry, honey,” he grunted as he sat watching her.  “Why are you crying?”

She stiffened as she looked at him, trying to act nonchalant as she grabbed the knife and turned back to her sandwich.  “I’m not, I’m just tired,” she waved him off, quickly cutting the sandwich and putting the ingredients and dishes away to escape.

“Don’t lie to me Y/N.  What’s wrong?” he stood, walking towards her.  She reached for the refrigerator door to get a drink, which he quickly shut and stared her down.  She wouldn’t look him in the eye.

“Come on Buck, I just need a drink,” she complained as she tried to open the door again, reaching for the handle.  Bucky grabbed her wrist firmly and leaned in towards her.

“What’s wrong Y/N?  You ran away earlier and now you smell…off,” he said, searching her eyes as his nose flared at the scent she was radiating.  His frown deepened and his eyes looked worried.  “Why are you afraid?  Was it me?  Did I do something wrong?”

“No!  Oh no, Bucky, it’s not you,” she said, her eyes widening.  “It’s me, it’s just…” her eyes welled up with tears again, spilling onto her cheeks as she sucked in a sharp breath.  “It’s me,” she sobbed, leaning forward til her forehead rested against his chest.

“Oh honey,” Bucky sighed.  He put his hands under her armpits and lifted her onto the counter so she was eye level with him.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and hid her face in his shoulder, crying harder as he enveloped her, his hands rubbing up and down her back as he whispered reassuring words to her.  They sat holding each other for a while, Bucky letting her cry it out and Y/N relishing the comfort.  As her cries died down and her grip loosened around his neck he pulled back.

“Tell me what’s wrong, please?  You’re breaking an old man’s heart,” he pleaded, hating to see her hurting so much.

Y/N chuckled at him calling himself an old man as she wiped her nose with her sleeve.  Bucky held her face in his hands and wiped her tears away with his thumbs.  She let herself enjoy his touch before she sniffled and finally looked up at him.

“When I was talking to you earlier, I felt this weird pain,” she explained quietly.  Bucky nodded, listening intently as he held her face still.  “That’s why I ran out.  I went to Bruce’s lab to test me because it felt like…like a heat,” she sniffled again, looking down at her lap.  Bucky nodded again, his hands releasing her face and reaching for her hands to hold.  “I haven’t had one in years.”  This surprised him.  He knew there were new ways of birth control for Omegas now, giving them a lot more options than to just mate and reproduce and take care of their Alphas and pups like the old days, which he thought was great.  He just didn’t realize it could be for so long.  “And now, apparently, the hormone blockers aren’t working anymore,” she gripped his fingers tightly.  “My body is rejecting them, weaning off of them and reverting back to normal hormone levels.  My heat is coming,” she sucked in another sharp breath.  “I don’t know when, but he said it’s going to be brutal since I’ve been avoiding them for so long.  He said I’ll need help and…and I don’t know what to do.”  Her voice shook as she looked up at him again.  “I’m scared,” she whispered.

Bucky could feel her panic and gave off what he hoped was a calming scent.  It seemed to help as her eyes fluttered shut and her shoulders visibly relaxed.  The Alpha in him hummed in satisfaction as he swept his thumbs over her knuckles.  “You don’t need to be scared, Y/N.  It’s going to be okay,” he tried to placate her.  “Listen, I know earlier you said you wanted a choice, and now your body’s not giving you one.”  She nodded, a few more tears slipping out the sides of her eyes.  “I…I can help you,” he said, gulping back the lump in his throat.  Her eyes snapped up to him, a look of shock on her face.  “I know that I’m offering something kinda crazy.  But I promise you I won’t hurt you, I won’t make you court me if you don’t want to, and I won’t forcibly mate with you.”  He looked her deep in her eyes to try to get her to understand.  “But I’d be honored to help you.”

Y/N couldn’t quite believe what she was hearing.  She had wanted to ask him and now he was offering himself for her to get through this first heat.  She licked her lips and contemplated it.  “I just don’t want it to ruin our friendship,” she sniffed again, her eyes searching his face for hesitation.

“It won’t,” he said earnestly.  

“...Okay,” she agreed.  

Bucky smiled as he squeezed her fingers.  “Okay.”

“Thank you, Bucky.  You’re a good Alpha,” she thanked him, lifting his hands up and kissing his knuckles.

His eyes fluttered shut and he cleared his throat.  “You should probably not call me that, at least not right now.”

Her eyes widened.  “Oh!  God, I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean–”

“It’s okay, honey, it’s fine,” he chuckled.  “Whenever it hits you, just call me, and I’ll be there.”

She gave him a warm smile in appreciation.  They were playing with fire, and they both knew it deep down, but were denying it heavily.

***

Y/N could feel her hormones changing her body and mind.  Bruce had advised against wearing scent blockers as well to help her body fully adjust and hopefully not cause as much pain during her upcoming heat, and that was the first thing she noticed.  The Alphas around her, who would normally just give her a friendly greeting or a smile, now watched her hungrily through narrow eyes, giving tight smiles as their noses flared as she passed by.  It made her self-conscious enough to ask Bucky one day, “Do I smell bad?”

Bucky looked away from the book he was reading as she plopped next to him on the couch in the common room again, lifting her feet up to rest on his lap.  She was touching him a lot more lately.  “What do you mean?”

“Do I smell bad?  Omegas can’t really smell themselves very well, and since I took off the scent blockers I’ve been…watched,” she looked around the room warily.  Bucky’s eyes swept across the other Alphas in the room, noting how they were all giving off territorial scents as they tracked her.  He sat up straight, facing each one until they caught his eye and gave off a warning rumble deep in his chest, his eyes flashing dangerously.  They each quickly retreated, shamefully turning back towards their previous tasks.  The air around Y/N seemed to lift and she felt like she could breathe again.  “Thank you, Bucky.”

He sat back on the couch, grabbing his book with one hand and mindlessly rubbing her feet with the other.  “No need to thank me, honey.  And no, you don’t smell bad.  You smell like chai.”

“Chai?” Y/N scoffed.

“Yeah, chai with…” he reached a hand out and grabbed her wrist, bringing it up to his nose and inhaling deeply.  Her eyes widened comically at his brashness in scenting her so publicly.  “Pumpkin.  Chai and pumpkin.  Like Autumn,” he concluded, setting her wrist down and then rubbing her feet again.  He said it so casually that she just stared at him dumbfounded.  

It got worse as the weeks went on.  Her emotions were haywire, one minute she was calm and cool and the next she was agitated and easily crying at anything.  She was nesting anxiously, rearranging her room and her desk in her office, constantly carrying around a large fuzzy cardigan or blanket with her.  Her joints were sore, especially in her hips.  She found herself eating all the time.  Bruce had her come down to the lab each week to check her levels, each time warning her it could happen any day now.  

A month and a half later on a Friday night the team got together for a movie night.  They decided on watching the first Avatar, a movie Bucky hadn’t yet seen.  As it played Y/N kept fidgeting next to him, adjusting her sitting position, wringing her hands in her lap, taking deep breaths periodically.  A scene began of two of the characters connecting in a tree garden and Sam yelled out, “Alien tree sex!”  Everyone laughed but Y/N bolted out of the room.  Bucky watched her run down to her room and shut her door.

He quietly got up and followed her.  He could tell just by her scent changing these last few weeks and how it was getting stronger, the chai smell getting spicier, that her heat was fast approaching.  She had been very touchy with him, following him around and staying close whenever they were in the same room.  He had no claim to her, but it was evident to everyone to stay away from her, otherwise they’d get a growl from him.  He was growing more excited by the day, trying to remind himself that he was just helping out a friend, not staking any claim or bond.  

When he reached her door he pressed his ear against it, listening for her.  He heard her heart rate picking up and her breathing became labored.  He could also smell her, more potent, spicy, the scent of unmated Omega making his hormones sing and call out for her.  A deep rumble emitted from his chest as he felt his cock hardening.  He knocked on her door.

“Y/N,” he called out, just loud enough for her to hear.  A soft moan came from the other side.  His eyelids shut tight at the sound.  It was time.  “I’m coming in,” he warned before opening the door.  He stepped inside and was hit with the scent full force, making his eyes and mouth water simultaneously.  Y/N was laying in the nest she built on her bed in the fetal position, one hand on her stomach and the other in between her legs, not yet touching herself but keeping pressure against her core.  “Honey…” he groaned as he locked the door behind himself and walked towards the bed.

“Alpha,” she breathed, her brow furrowed and eyes shut tight.  A cramp wracked through her whole body and she yelped in pain.  “It’s starting.  It hurts…hurts so bad,” she cried as she could feel a small gush of slick pour from her pussy as her body recognized the Alpha in the room.

“It’s gonna be okay, honey, I’m here,” he cooed at her, reaching his hand out and running his fingers along her leg from her ankle to her thigh.  “Let’s get you out of these, huh?” he said while lifting the hem of her shorts up slightly.  She nodded and blindly started pulling at her clothes.  Bucky helped her strip out of her layers then undressed himself, giving her naked body an appreciative glance.  He lay behind her on the bed, cocooning her in his arms and leaning his head into the crook of her neck and scenting her.  He could feel himself getting drunk off of her heat.  She was sending him into an early rut as his hips rocked against her ass slowly.  Y/N keened at that, her back arching and pushing her ass into his crotch further.  He moaned at the sensation, his arms tightening around her.  “Shh, Omega.  I got you,” he said as his voice dropped further, the Alpha coming through more prominently now.

“Bucky…” she sighed, her hands gripping his arms around her.  “Please…Alpha please,” she begged, her legs shaking as another cramp hit her.

Bucky moaned at the sound of his name said that way coming from her lips.  He started to lick and suck and kiss at the scent gland on her throat, making her gasp loudly.  His scent mixed with hers, and they quickly got lost in each other.  His hands found her breasts and massaged them firmly, his fingers tweaking her nipples and making her hips buck back into him again.  He twisted her body around to face him.  She quickly molded herself back to him, hiking her leg up and over his hip, her hands scratching down his chest.  He tried to remind himself one last time that this was just a friend helping a friend.  Then she kissed him.

The kiss broke the dam of hesitancy he was holding to desperately.  He quickly responded, his mouth opening and their tongues tangling as they tasted each other.  Bucky climbed on top of her, his knees forcing hers apart.  His fingers probed her lower lips, finding her clit and giving it all his attention.  Y/N’s hips writhed as he riled her up.  She watched his fingers dip into her, making her breath stutter.  She was already dripping for him so he plunged two fingers into her, thrusting them in and out while his thumb rubbed and flicked her clit.  

“Fuck Alpha,” she groaned.  “Just like that, shit!”

Bucky smiled as she cursed, her legs shaking against his.  She reached down and took his cock in her hand, giving him lazy pumps as he got her closer to her release.  He huffed a sharp breath.  “Damn, honey, oooh that’s good,” he said lowly.  “Give it to me, love, come on, you can do it.  Be such a good Omega for me,” he encouraged her as he curled his fingers as deep as he could reach.  

The tension in her core finally snapped, her first orgasm ripping through her at lightning speed, squirting slick all over his hand and his hips.  She let out a guttural moan, the sound reverberating through the air, making the Alpha inside of him scream to claim her.  He had to physically restrain himself as he pulled his fingers out of her.  She smiled as she watched him with hooded eyes.  He put his wet fingers in his mouth and licked them clean of her slick, his eyes rolling back at the taste.

“Alpha please, I need you.  Bucky, I want your big cock inside me…please!” Y/N begged again.  Normally it would embarrass her to be acting like this, she would have never dreamed of speaking to Bucky this way.  But they were beyond the point of no return.

“Condom first, Omega,” he reminded her in his authoritative voice.  “As much as I’d love to fill you up, I don’t think that’s what you want just yet.”

Y/N pouted, but the first orgasm had helped clear her brain a little bit, and pointed to the nightstand next to the bed.  Bucky quickly reached over and pulled open the top drawer, finding the box and pulling a few of them out.  He unwrapped one and slipped it on himself before settling back between her legs, backing up a little bit.  “Present, please, Omega.”

Y/N twisted herself onto her stomach, lifting her hips high and pressing the side of her face into the bed.  Bucky almost whimpered at the sight of her sweet pussy, seeing the way he had made her drip with slick, the skin softly puckering in anticipation.  “Prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen Y/N, goddamn,” he whispered huskily.  She preened at his praise, her ass raising a little higher.  He gave her ass a quick slap, making her yelp and shiver.  “You ready?” he asked, making sure she was still wanting this.

“Yes, please Alpha, Bucky…please!”

“You’re so sexy when you beg,” he slapped her ass again, then grabbed her hips and aimed himself at her entrance.  He slowly pushed in the tip of his cock, the fat head catching just past her lower lips, making them both groan.  He kept pushing until he was fully seated inside her, letting her adjust to his size.  Y/N was keening again, a high pitched tone ringing through the air.  After a moment she wriggled her hips, silently asking him to thrust.  A deep growl emanated from Bucky’s throat and he pulled back until it was just the tip inside, then snapped his hips back into her hard. 

Y/N was making the sweetest noises he’d ever heard as he pummeled his cock into her.  She whimpered and moaned, making him hook an arm around her hips and lay his stomach across her back, quick huffs of his breath warming her shoulder.  He could feel her walls fluttering around him, making the rhythm of his hips stutter.  “Fuck, honey, you gonna cum?”  She nodded as her moans got louder.  He flipped her back over onto her back so he could watch her release, leaving barely any room between them as he hovered over her.  Her hands wound around the back of his neck, scratching his scalp with her nails.  “Goddammit, do that again,” he heard himself whimpering this time.  She scratched from the top of his head down to his neck and pulled him in for another kiss.

He reached between their bodies and started flicking her clit as he chased his own high.  “Bucky, oh my God,” she squealed against his lips as her back arched and her legs clung to his hips.  “Yes, yes, yes, shit…mark me.”

Bucky didn’t stop thrusting but tensed at her words.  “No, Y/N, you don’t want that.”

“Yes, I do, with you, Bucky,” she gasped.

“Omega,” he warned her, his eyes flashing.  “We can talk about that when I’m not balls deep inside you.”

Y/N tensed at his Alpha command, her legs loosening around him.  “I want you to be my Alpha, my mate.”

“God fucking dammit,” Bucky stopped thrusting and leaned on his elbows above her.  “Y/N, listen to me, you don’t want that.  You said you wanted a clear choice, remember?”  Y/N was silent and wide eyed as she watched him, slightly nodding her head.  “This isn’t a clear choice.  Your first heat in how many years?  It’s your hormones talking, honey.  And believe me, I’d love to mark you, claim you, bond and mate with you.  Stuff you full of me,” he thrust again, making her eyes roll back, “and breed you with my pups.  But we can talk about all that later.  Right now, I’m here to help you through this, because you’re my best friend, and…I’m ridiculously in love with you.”  He finally said it.  “I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine.  But when it’s both of us with clear heads and a clear choice.  Okay?”

Y/N’s eyes were watery as she listened to him.  “You’re in love with me?”

Bucky huffed a laugh, “Is that all you got out of that?”

She shook her head, “No, but it’s the most important thing.  I’m in love with you.”

He smiled wide and leaned down to give a quick kiss to her nose.  “Can I continue now?”

She nodded again, and he gave her another thrust to get her going again.  Her slick started to make squelching noises as he picked up the pace again, his knot starting to catch at her entrance, his hand reaching to her clit again and trailing kisses down her throat to her scent gland, licking and sucking at it again.

“One day, if you’ll have me, I’ll bite this pretty neck,” he moaned in her ear as her fingers dug into his back.  “Make you mine.”

“Yours, all yours, Bucky…Alpha,” Y/N groaned, leaning her head up and scenting him back.  Her soft lips and her tongue against his gland had his eyes rolling in his head again and his fingers gripping her hips harshly.  “That’s right.  Mine.  Mine…mine,” he thrusted harder and faster, angling her hips up to hit deeper.

Y/N screamed his name as she finally came, her hands digging into the flesh between his neck and shoulder, scratching his scent gland and making him see stars as he came with a yell, his knot fully inflating and latching him to her as she nearly squeezed the dear life out of him.  He fell on top of her, and she held him as he calmed down, both of them panting and sweaty.  

A heady scent filled the air, a smell that screamed satisfied mates.  Bucky pulled himself to his side, holding her close so it wouldn’t hurt her to move with him, and covered them with the blankets from her nest.  Y/N was delirious after this first round of her heat, her head lolling with exhaustion.  “Rest, Omega.  We’ve still got a few days, and forever after that.”

She smiled sleepily, “Hmmm, my Alpha.”

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[black-cat-2]

Okay, so lately I’ve been thinking. Cause I may or may not be a sucker for the omegaverse with Bucky… but in my opinion it’s a little difficult to get this together with the way things actually are - obviously, since those are two different universes.

Anyway, let me walk you through a hypothetical:

Imagine the whole Alpha/Beta/Omega thing to be something normal and natural back in the 40s. But with the things eventually really went (fighting for equal rights and the changes of dynamic in relationships), nature and genes continued to evolve, so the natural ranks are basically distinct nowadays. In the back of their mind people still know what they would be, but that’s it. No heats, no ruts, no claiming or scenting, no knotting, no need to reveal the rank to others, even true mates are rare at this point.

And then there’s Reader. Feeling all those almost ancient things much more than anyone else, thinking that maybe it’s just an oddity of nature. And then comes Bucky into Reader’s life - the guy from the 40s whose body has this whole thing very much in his blood and his genes because back then it was normal. The guy that didn’t find his mate back then before HYDRA got its hands on him. You see where I’m getting…

Anyway, just a thought I’m gonna leave y’all alone with 👀

Have a nice day ^^

If anyone would want to write that, it’d be awesome 🥹💖

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Would Bucky be happy working with an omega reader?

A badass omega who can keep up with the alphas and betas and doesn't take shit from anyone?

An omega with a scent that drives him wild, even with your blockers?

A person who sees the good in him?

Someone he could bond with and spend forever with?

Bucky would love it, nonnie. He would love it.

Love and thanks! ❤️

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Heal - IV

Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader (female)

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🫁 Summary: Your health is declining quickly, and only Bucky can save you. That is, if he can bring himself to.

Warnings: General sickness, vomit, seizure, hallucinations, angst, non-con, smut

Word count: 2,329

👣Part III

Things were deteriorating quickly. At first, you knew night was coming as dusk settled through the window, but pretty soon after that you had no concept of time. Your brain ricochet around your skull and moving your head sent you spiralling into dizziness. The nausea was overpowering and at times you passed out because you just couldn't catch your breath between bouts of throwing up pure stomach bile. Other times it was the dreadful pain that tipped you over the edge into the blackness. It was as though you were void of all your internal organs, and the hole was growing larger and larger. Your body was begging to be taken care of, something which you couldn't even attempt to do yourself seeing as you were drained of all energy. Your pussy throbbed so bad it was over sensitive just to touch, and your thighs were starting to burn from the sheer volume of slick seeping into the skin. You knew this wasn't good, and you knew it wasn't going to get better on its own. Any idea that the bond would break itself without Bucky's pleasure had gone out the window and you were now starting to wonder that this was more a matter of life or death now.

At some point, light flooded the room, and you groaned as you pried your eyes open. The room was spinning and your mouth was dry but you still managed to call out to your alpha as a large figure loomed in the doorway. You reached for him with floppy arms, unable to focus but begging for his knot. Strong hands seized your arms to steady you, but you cried out as it stung your fevered skin. Someone was talking, but you couldn't make out who or what they were saying. In the haze of confusion, all you wondered was why wasn't your alpha helping you right now? Why was he just standing there above you, not touching you when you needed his touch so bad? A surge of pain exploded within you as the figure turned away and fled out the door, and you panted as you attempted to crawl after him before flopping onto the floor once again encased by unconsciousness.

-

Steve knew Nat had checked up on you earlier, but after his conversation with Bucky, he had to see you for himself. After checking the coast was clear to try and not rouse suspicion, he knocked gently on your door and called out to you.

He wasn't surprised when no one replied. As he cracked the door open, the could feel his heart thudding in his chest. The smell that hit him instantly was over powering and almost made him gag. It was the sour smell of vomit mixed with the bitter stench of sweat - but worst of all, it was the horrific, nauseating inhale of pain. The usual odour of an omega in heat was intense, but this was something else; it had gone further than that, past the point of needing to be sweet to attract an alpha. It smelt dangerously close to death.

Steve was by your side in an instance, reaching to your flailing arms. Your face was flushed a bright red and drenched in sweat, and the heat radiating off you even made him shy away for a second. You clearly had very little control over your body as you rolled around in your own vomit, pupils huge and unable to focus on him. But what made the colour drain from his face most was the way you cried out for Bucky, desperately reaching for relief in your delirious state.

"Bucky, please, oh god it hurts Bucky, fuck me Bucky please. You're here, Bucky, my alpha, you're here."

Steve looked around the room, desperate for something to help. "Y/N, it's me, it's Steve. You're hallucinating sweetheart, but I need you to focus on me. I'm going to get Bucky, it's going to be alright, I promise."

He left your side for a split second having spotted a towel you'd used to ease your fever in your brief coherent hours, ran it under cold water from your bathroom, snagged the thermometer from the side, and sprinted back to you.

"Here, sweet, this should help." You had grown slack as you briefly slipped into unconsciousness again, and he used the opportunity to run the towel across your body, feeling it warm up far too quickly, before steadying your face by cupping a hand against your jaw and softly guiding the thermometer into your mouth.

"Oh god..." whatever colour was left in Steve's face promptly left as he squinted at the reading.

"Alpha...Bucky..." you groaned again before gagging, the feeling of the item in your mouth triggering another bout of sickness which you barely reacted to as it spat from your mouth and trickled down your chin. In a hurry, Steve pushed you on your side to stop you from choking, shoving pillows behind your back.

"I'll be back in a second, sweetheart...just...just stay with me, okay? I'm going to get Bucky." Tears pricked his eyes as he left, running at light speed down the hallway, vaulting the stairs until he reached The Cube.

"Bucky," he panted, slamming his hands on the glass and making his friend's head snap up.

"What do you want, Steve. You gonna tell me I need to leave? That I need to get as far away from her as possible? Cause I know, man, and trust me, as soon as I can stop feeling her heat, I'm out of here."

"No, Buck. You need to listen to me. It's bad, it's really bad. Y/N needs you right now, because whatever you thought would happen to this bond, however you thought it would just go away, it isn't. She's sick, man. She's really sick, her temp is 106° right now, and she's barely conscious."

Bucky's face dropped and he froze. "No no it - it's just the bond disintegrating man..." He gulped as he really took in Steve's face. He trusted his friend, and this was a look of horror he'd never seen on him before.

"Bucky, it's not. You have to help her. She's going to die if you don't."

Bucky held his head in hands, shaking it back and forth as he gripped his hair. "I can't do anything Steve, I've already hurt her enough. Get Tony, or Bruce, or an actual doctor...I'll only make things worse -"

The thud against the glass as Steve threw his weight against it made Bucky jump.

"Barnes, you need to straighten up. You did this, you're the only one who can fix it. You have to save her."

Bucky had never experienced Steve's captain mode, at least not directly. But the way his best friend was standing over him, eyes wide, tone demanding, he knew this was an order. And if Bucky knew anything, it was when to obey an order. Only then did the seriousness of the situation really hit him. Yes, he had caused this pain, he had put you in this position. But it hurt even more to know that he would once again have to commit the same violation in order to take it away.

Any anger towards himself, any fear that he would hurt you further went out of the window the second he reached your room. All he felt was pain and protection, and the tremendous need to save you.

You were lying slumped on the floor at the side of the bed, tangled in soaking and soiled bedsheets. Bucky dropped to his knees in a heartbeat, scooping your limp body up and cradling your head.

"Hey, hey, wake up. Y/N, wake up, c'mon please." He brushed the hair from your forehead, fumbling with shaking hands to find a pulse. At the sound of his voice, your eyelids flickered.

"Al-alpha?"

The use of his title gave him some relief - at least you were accepting of him being there.

"I'm here, doll, I'm here. And I'm so, so sorry, for hurting you then, and for hurting you now...god doll, what do I do? How can I make this better?"

He knew, really, but he just didn't want to admit it.

"I need you, alpha...please..." Weakly, you gestured down below, and for the first time Bucky took in your naked body. Your breasts were swollen, your nipples cracked and tender. But your pussy, your beautiful, welcoming pussy was red raw from where you'd desperately tried to ease the need for attention. It shimmered with slick, and the sight of it all opened up and flowering had Bucky hard within an instant.

He felt the panic attack loom as conflicting feelings bombarded him. How could he be turned on by you in so much pain? You were practically dying and he was aroused? Plus, it was his horniness that had partly driven him to do this to you in the first place - had he not learned his lesson?

But at the same time, he knew why he was turned on. That was the whole point - you were dying because he had bonded with you, whether he meant to or not, and then he had abandoned you. Your survival was dependant on his horniness right now.

Bucky's thoughts were interrupted as he felt your slack body go rigid. As he whipped his head round to look at your face, his heart dropped as your eyes rolled back into your head and you grunted, your chest heaving and your back arching. Time was running out, and it was running out fast.

Careful not to hurt you further, he manoeuvred your seizing body onto the bed, constantly whispering words of reassurance to you.

"It's alright, sweetheart, I'm going to make it go away, I promise...doll I'm so sorry, but I have to do this...oh god, please forgive me."

Tears were streaming down his face as he cupped your cheek with his metal fingers and kissed your fevered forehead. Slowly, he reached down with his right hand and started to caress your begging hole, feeling your body tense as he circled your aching clit before starting to relax slightly. Although you'd stopped seizing, you were still unconscious, and Bucky wept as he used his fingers to prepare you for his knot. This was not about pleasure or enjoyment; he needed to get this over and done with and pray it saved you.

Bucky cried silent tears the whole time as he gently entered you, rocking slowly but with enough attention to satisfy you. His eyes stayed glued shut the whole time, and he relied on hovering above your chest to make sure he could still hear your heartbeat.

Within minutes, you had calmed down. The cramps seemed to have eased up, and you weren't fighting your own body anymore. But even as his knot tightened and you drank up his cum, without the renewal of the bond, Bucky couldn't be sure he had done enough.

"I'm sorry, doll. This isn't how it was supposed to be...I...I love you."

As he held your hair away, he lent over the marred scar on your neck and bit down again, feeling you shake slightly at the action. As he pulled away, he felt you shift beneath him with a groan as you started to come to.

"Bucky?" it was barely a whisper, and your eyes remained closed, but you found the energy to raise your arms slightly and feel his familiar body above yours. It was like coming up for air; everything was heavy and foggy and you couldn't feel your limbs, but the room was gradually starting to reemerge and your body didn't feel like it was spinning anymore.

"D-doll?" He wasn't sure what to do now. Would you hate him even more? Almost every fibre in his body was telling him to run, but there was something that told him he had to stay, that he needed to stay, that you needed him to stay.

Your eyes finally peeled open and you gave him a lopsided smile. "You-you came...my alpha..."

Bucky gulped and shook his head. "No I...I did this to you. I'm so sorry Y/N, I don't know what to say..."

"I love you too." Your fingers had found his jaw and started to stroke his overgrown stubble but Bucky pulled back.

"No, no doll you don't. Oh god what have I - no you don't love me, you can't love me, not after what I did..."

Your eyes falling shut again, you groaned without his touch and flailed to pull him in. As you managed to get a hold of his hair, you dragged his head down to yours, gathering just enough energy to mumble, "I loved you before that, Bucky. I've always loved you...just lie with me...please..." you gasped for air and he panicked, instantly getting closer to cradle your broken body.

"We can talk...tomorrow...please just...lie with me?"

He couldn't say no even if he wanted to. He knew he couldn't be forgiven, and he wouldn't accept it anyway, but it felt so right to lie there with you and keep you safe, even if that meant keeping you safe from himself.

So Bucky carefully manoeuvred you to the far side of the bed so he could slip in, tucking his flesh arm behind your head and guiding you as you nuzzled into his chest. He rested his metal hand on your forehead first, then in various places on your body to help reduce the fever quicker. He could hear your heartbeat start to settle, and your breathing became regular again as you drifted into the abyss.

Bucky didn't know what the morning would bring, but right now, he just wanted to stay up with you, making sure you were safe and feeling your body against his. And so no matter how tempting sleep seemed, he remained awake and alert through the rest of the night.

🪡 Part V

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The Sun ☀️, the moon 🌙 & the stars ✨

Chapter 13: Cloudy Skies

Pairing: alpha!steve Rogers x alpha!sam Wilson x alpha!bucky Barnes x omega!reader

Word Count: 3.2K

Warnings: Little bit of angst, fluff, the boys being the best alphas, smuttiness at the end (not super detailed),

A/N: I love these four so much. This is a bit of a day or week in their life.... More plot coming in the next chapter.

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The front door slams shut. You huff and stomp your way further into the apartment leaving three confused alphas in your wake. They can feel the mixed emotions through the bond but you don’t seem to be in a talking mood. Loud music comes from the ensuite bathroom in the shared bedroom so the boys know you’re going to be in there a while. 

“I’ll text Jonah and Ricky to see if something happened.” Sam mutters as he pulls his phone out of his pocket. 

“I’ll go check up on her.” 

“And I can start dinner. I’ll make her favorite.” Bucky offers before all three of them split up to do as they said. 

Sam and Bucky watch as Steve heads toward the shared bedroom. The ache in their chest doesn’t seem to lighten up though and they worried that someone might have hurt you. 

“Ricky and Jonah said that work was really busy. Maybe she’s just overwhelmed.”

“Hmm, maybe.” 

“Come on, let’s get dinner started.” Sam says as he moves towards the kitchen. 

A few minutes later Steve joins them with a defeated look on his face. 

“She just said she needed some alone time.” 

“Well work has been busy for her.”  

“Ok, so then let’s just try and give her a relaxing evening.” Steve says. Bucky and Sam nod their heads in agreement. 

Eventually you come out of the bathroom dressed in their coziest clothes. Instead of sitting at the dinner table the boys had brought dinner to the living room. You gave them a little thank you and wrapped yourself up in a blanket before getting comfortable in Sam’s lap. They give each other concerned looks but still try to give you a nice night. You end up eating a little while watching an episode of your favorite comfort show and falling asleep before it’s over.

 The same thing happens for the following two days. 

Bucky, Sam and Steve get out of the car in front of your job. They’re determined to figure out what exactly is going on at work so that they can better help you at home. If they find out that someone is making your life difficult they’ll deal with whoever it is too. 

“You three, come over here.” Mrs. Levy calls them over from her place at a bench. She has her signature scowl in place as she watches all three men head in her direction. 

“Mrs. Levy.” Steve says with a small nod. 

“You must be Sam.” She looks straight at him. 

“Yes ma’am.”

“Hhmm, I would have preferred to meet you before you sunk your teeth into Y/N’s neck but oh well. I’ll still give you the same talk I gave these two.” She motions towards Steve and Bucky as if they weren’t super soldiers that could handle anything thrown at them. “You better not hurt her, you hear me. And neither of you better get all controlling alpha on her either. You know she’s a tough cookie but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t have people that care about her.” 

“I would never dream of it. It’s actually why we’re here. Y/N’s come home upset and we’re trying to figure out why so that we can help her.” 

“Yeah, the end of the summer programs tend to get overwhelming for everyone. I bet it can’t be easy for her when she’s also dealing with being a new omega and being bonded recently. Just make sure she has her favorite things for her nest.” 

It was like a lightbulb went on at the same time for all three of them. They felt dumb not realizing what it was you needed until now. 

“We absolutely will. Thank you Mrs. Levy. Now if you’ll excuse us we would like to take Y/N out to lunch.” Bucky says.

“Remember what I said. You take care of her.” 

“Yes ma’am.” All three of them say in unison before going inside and taking you out for lunch. 

**** 

“Surprise.” Steve says as he pulls his hands away from your eyes. He had ambushed you at the door and covered your eyes until he took you further into the apartment. 

You blink slowly a few times as you look at what you’re being shown. 

“An empty room?” 

“Your empty room.” Bucky says as he stands to your left leaving Sam to stand to your right. 

“Ok?” 

“Well it’s yours.” 

“Thank you?” You turn to look at them, still confused. “Did you want me to clean it or something?” 

“What? No. It’s for you to do what you like. It’s the room you had your first heat with us in so we thought you might like to make it yours.” 

“Isn’t this your personal room Steve?” You say as you walk in and take a look around. 

“I took my things and I’m going to redo the study since I’m usually in there the most. We just wanted to give you a space that was just for you. You can do whatever you want with it and we can’t come in unless you ask us to. Or if there is an emergency.” 

“Really?” Your eyes seemed brighter immediately and they now know how dumb they had been for not realizing sooner. What you had needed was an alpha free space. Somewhere you could relax without the overwhelming presence of anyone. Most omegas had a room like this. 

“Yup. And even more importantly we’re going to take you shopping tomorrow so that you can get anything and everything you want for your room.” 

“You’re kidding.” 

“We wouldn’t joke about this, sweetheart. We want you to be happy and comfortable, this is your home too. ” 

You launch yourself into Steve’s arms and bury your face into his chest as you thank him, then repeat the same actions for Sam and Bucky. 

“This is perfect, I can close out my lease at the apartment and just finish bringing my stuff over.” You murmur as you turn back to the room and start making plans. First you call Jules and Wanda and they agree to meet you in about an hour to help you plan what you should do with the room and what you’ll need. 

“What about a bed?” Bucky asked as you walked through the store focused on omegas and their needs. 

“It’s on my list and they have one here I want to check out. It’s circular. Just imagine all of these pillows and blankets on it. I’m going to make it so comfortable.” 

Bucky smiles as you walk ahead with the cart that’s already half full of pillows and blankets. He tracks your movement through the store as you stop by Steve who shows you something he had been holding. You scrunch your nose but shake your head and then kiss his cheek so that he doesn’t feel bad. Next you make your way over to Sam who holds up a diffuser. You nod and Sam places the item in the cart. 

The three alphas are more than happy to follow you around the store like love sick puppies. Grabbing everything you point at. When you get to the register they don’t even let you think about paying for a single item, they handle everything. The car ride back to the tower is filled with ideas and requests for help with putting everything together. You’re seated up front while Steve drives and Bucky sits in the back with Sam. You miss the way their eyes light up as you pull up another inspiration picture on Pinterest. How their smiles are soft as they agree to do whatever it is you ask of them. The fondness and love within the bond that connects the four of you as mates soothes your soul. 

After a few days of painting and moving and organizing your room, your nest is finished. It’s perfect in every way and it looks better than you had imagined. There are various shelves for all of your current and future books. The bed is a pile of soft and delicate pillows and blankets arranged in a way that provides the most comfort. It also helps that you took some of your alphas’ shirts and hid them in there. You also have a reading nook against the floor to ceiling window. 

Seeing everything in its place exactly how you wanted it to be and knowing that it’s all yours causes some emotions to come bubbling up. It was so sudden it almost knocked you off your feet as you began to cry silently. Just as suddenly as the wave of emotion hits you, your alphas are at the door to your room. The feeling  is too much for them to handle and they open the door but don’t come in. They don’t have to since you rush towards them and bury your face in someone’s chest.

“Are you ok?” Bucky asks as he runs a hand up and down your back in an effort to soothe you. 

“I’m sorry.” You say between sniffles. “It’s just so much.” 

“What’s so much sunshine?”

You just motion back to the room that’s filled with the things they’ve bought you and some of the things from your apartment. 

“Do you not like it?” Steve asks cautiously as you move to wrap your arms around him next. 

“I love it, it’s just no one’s ever given me so much. It’s always been me looking out for myself. I mean Jonah and Ricky have been there since day one but no one has ever done this for me. Nobody has ever cared this much.”

You don’t need to say who you were referring to. It’s always been obvious to them that you’ve never had a constant protector in your life. Now there are three. 

“I know this is still all new to you and you’re still figuring yourself out but we hope one day you see that we’d give you the world if that’s what you wanted.” Sam says as he comforts you. 

“I know that. It’s just difficult to accept sometimes. I was made to feel like I didn’t deserve anything.” 

Sam places his hands on your cheeks and tilts your head back. He leans down and kisses you softly. 

“You deserve everything. Not just the things in your room but all the love and care and attention.”

“And we’re going to give you all of that and more.” Bucky adds. “You’re just going to have to get used to it, Moonbeam.”

 It had been a few days since your nest had been finished, the words your alphas had said played over and over. They were willing to give you everything you wanted but still there were times when it was difficult to ask for something. Your first instinct was to not say or ask for anything but you had to be open to change. You found your alphas hanging out in the living room. 

You clear your throat to get their attention. When their eyes are on you, you give them a small smile.

“So, every year at work they have an end of the summer party. Well it’s like a party and a fundraiser event at the same time to try and raise money for events that will happen during fall and winter. It’s next Friday.” You inform them. “I mean I understand if you have missions but if you don’t I’d like you to go with me.” 

“You wanna show us off, sweetheart?” 

“Maybe.” You smile as you move to sit on Steve’s lap. “So?”

Steve looks over at Sam and Bucky who nod.

“Of course we’ll go.”

“This is going to be great.” You kiss Steve’s cheek and get up. “Jonah told me he was going to ask Wanda to go with him. Now I’m gonna go and figure out our outfits.”

Word quickly got to Tony about your job’s small fundraiser and he reached out to your boss Mr. Burke to make the most of the event. He seemed impressed that you knew Iron man and you realized that he had no idea how many times your mates and Avengers came by the lobby of the community center.

Friday night had rolled around and you had your arm hooked around Bucky’s. The ballroom of the hotel Tony had chosen was decorated in such a beautiful and elegant manner that it had your jaw on the floor. It was definitely far nicer than any end of the summer party your boss had tried to put together. Then again most of the guests were very wealthy people and before you even arrived at the venue your boss’ secretary had messaged you that the community center had surpassed the donations goal. It was great news because that meant that more programs could be held during the fall and winter months and more families could be helped too. 

“This is amazing.” Your eyes travel from the people to the venue. 

“You should see what Tony can do with more prep time.” 

“Mr. Burke would lose his mind if Tony had more time.” You lean into Bucky as you talk. 

“I think he’s losing it at this very moment.” He nods toward the direction of your boss who is shaking hands with the Mayor. 

Mr. Burke nods and smiles and has no problem talking the Mayor’s ear off, poor sap. It makes you smile though, the community center does a lot of good work and it deserves to be recognized. Bucky leads you to the bar where Ricky, Jules and Jonah are ordering drinks. 

“Jules you look amazing.”

“So do you.” She says as she gives you a quick hug. 

Wanda soon joins you and everyone begins to have a small conversation. Then Sam and Steve join. It was just the beginning of the evening but you knew this would be the best party the center has ever had. 

****

Your alphas take turns dancing with you. First Sam then Steve and now Bucky. He swayed with you. A dopey grin on his face as you stared into each other's eyes. You hum along to the song but Bucky is so into it. He sings along happily but only loud enough for you to hear. 

“Just the two- four of us. We can make it if we try.” Bucky mumbles with a chuckle. “Just the four of us. You and I…and Sam and Steve.” 

You laugh as Bucky dips you and pulls you back up. The song ends as you pull Bucky in for a kiss. Then he escorts you off of the dance floor. You lean into Steve once you reach him. Steve along with Tony and Nat are having a conversation with Richard and Jules.

“You ok, sweetheart?” Steve whispers into your ear.

“Yeah.” you look up at him and smile. “I’m more than ok. Are you?”

“Just a bit tired but I’m good.”

“We should get out of here then.” 

“No, I don’t mind staying a bit longer.” 

You smile and look around and shake your head. “We should go anyway.” You nod toward the hallway where the bathrooms are. Sam is pulling Bucky by his tie into the darkened hallway as they kiss. Steve rolls his eyes but takes your hand and leads you down the same hallway. 

“Let's go get them and leave before they get banned from this place forever.” 

You giggle as you follow Steve through the crowd. Following Sam and Bucky’s intertwined scent is easy enough and soon Steve stops around the corner of where Sam has Bucky pushed up against a wall as they make out. Steve brings you to stand in front of him and you both lean forward and watch as Bucky and Sam get handsy with each other. 

“Don’t they look so good together, sweetheart?” Steve whispers in your ear. It sends a shiver down your spine as you nod. “They can’t keep their hands off each other. What do you think they would do if they saw us watching them like this?” 

Steve’s hands sit on your hips as he pulls you back against him. He kisses you from your shoulder to his mark on your neck. His hands slowly bunching up the skirt of your dress and then disappearing into your panties. Your eyes flutter closed as you whimper at the contact of Steve’s finger on your clit. When you open them again you meet the darkened eyes of Bucky as he watches you and Steve. He murmurs something and soon Sam looks in your direction. 

As quickly as he started, Steve stops. You whine at the loss but he’s moving again and taking you with him. Sam and Bucky are right behind you. Soon enough the four of you are in a conference room. Steve pulls you up onto the table but it’s Sam that kisses you until you’re breathless. Bucky focuses on undressing you and giving attention to your breast. Behind him Steve and Sam are sharing a kiss of their own. It always turns you on to see your mates together like that. It didn’t help that they knew this and loved to put on a show for you.

The mixed scents of the four of you is intoxicating as it fills the room. Steve slots himself between your legs and pulls you closer. Next to you Sam and Bucky were already semi undressed. It wasn’t uncommon for the four of you to get wrapped up in each other. Just four people chasing pleasure and a connection deeper than physical.

 It was total bliss as Steve thrusts into you and Bucky kept your moans and his quiet with a kiss. Sam groaned from behind Bucky, his forehead resting against Bucky’s back as he rolled his hips. Soon enough you tense as your orgasm washes over you. Steve follows shortly after with a few stuttered thrusts. He leans forward and captures your lips with his. 

“You were so good for me.” He mutters against your lips. 

“We should go before someone finds us.” 

“You must be joking.” You say as you look at Bucky, still breathless. “My legs are jelly.” 

“Yeah, Steve tends to do that.” Sam chuckles as he starts to get redressed and then helps Bucky. 

With a groan you sit back up but you wouldn’t change the delicious ache you feel between your legs. Steve helps you fix your dress up. With lasting touches and giggles the four of you sneak back out to the party. Sam pulls you back onto the dance floor.

“I can’t wait to get you home ‘mega.” Sam whispers against your ear. 

“Mmm, maybe we should leave.” 

“Yeah?” 

“Yeah, I don’t think it would take a lot to convince Steve and Bucky.” You reply and you both look over to them and they’re all over each other. 

“Let’s go get them.” 

You take Sam’s hand and you make your way through the crowd. When you get to the other two alphas you tell them how you would really like to go home and they all but sprint to the front doors. Hand in hand with Sam you follow them. You were more than ready to spend the rest of the night in a tangled mess with your filthy alphas. 

Ch. 14

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[harryspet]

the alpha’s trophy [2] s.rogers

[Warnings] dark!alpha!steve rogers x reader, omega!innocent!reader, reader is the last omega, military!steve to the max, non-werewolf a/b/o dynamics, heavy on the praise kink, agegap, size difference/size kink, spanking, oral sex (male/female recieving), inexperience reader, teacher!steve, manipulation

A/N: a little conclusion to the story :)

In which you fall deeper under Steve’s influence. 

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part one

For the first time in weeks, you were able to clear your head. Steve wasn’t inside you or lapping at you or massaging your breasts. He was gone on an emergency and, although you craved him, you were beginning to remember the circumstances that led you here. How Steve had carefully and calculatingly planned all of this. You dressed yourself, wearing clothing for the first time in too long, choosing a black t-shirt of yours and a floral midi skirt.

You almost didn’t have the courage to face the house staff, knowing they’d been hearing your desperate mewling for hours on end. You put on the bravest face you could as you pushed through the swinging, kitchen doors. Cynthia, the chef, was peeling boiled eggs by the sink and you slowly made your way around the island so you could face her. Her smile widened when she saw you and you felt an instant relief. 

She was a woman who you guessed was in her late forties, with curly blonde hair and dimples on both sides of her mouth. 

“Hi.”

“Hi, honey. Are you hungry?”

You shook your head, your hands tightly gripping the counter, “I was wondering if there was a telephone I could use.”

“Do you need to speak to Captain Rogers?” She further questioned and you were glad she didn’t seem taken aback by your request. 

“Maria Hill,” You responded, “Do you know her?”

“Not personally, honey. Do you know her phone number?”

“Well … no.” You went on to ask her about the various ways one could find someone’s phone number. That led to a history lesson on phone books and how Cynthia basically hadn’t seen one in a decade. Besides that, Maria Hill was too important of a figure for her personal phone number to be just found online. 

It wasn’t a hard task for Steve to keep you hidden away. All he had to do was rely on the fact that you didn’t know anyone else, knew way too little about the outside world, and that it would always be his word against yours. 

“Maybe you can ask Captain Rogers to help you get in contact with her,” It was your only option. Unless she found you herself, you’d probably had to go through Steve to get to her. 

You were silent for a moment, “When do you think he’ll be back?”

“He’s making the talk show and roundtable runs all day so I wouldn’t expect him to be back until late night.”

“Talk show?” Your eyes widened, “W-What do you mean?”

She rinsed off her hands, implying that you should follow as she made her way to the living room. “People have been wondering about you and Captain Rogers after the senate meeting. I think he wants to make sure there aren’t any rumors out there.” You watched her grab one of the remotes and flick on the flat screen television. 

Immediately, you saw one of the photos of you standing beside Steve inside the capitol. Your doe eyes were looking up at him and it didn’t seem like you were scared but in awe of him. The picture faded away and Steve appeared, all smiles, as he sat next to a dark skinned woman with pin-straight, perfectly styled hair. Her hot pink, peplum dress contrasted against her skin and the blue background. Across the bottom of the screen you saw the words GMA and “CAPTAIN STEVE ROGERS TELLS ALL ABOUT LAST OMEGA”. 

“Oh my stars,” You thought out loud, your eyes wide with fear. 

“The entire country – excuse me, the entire world has been reeling ever since the news broke. We all had no idea what we’d be seeing, what this Omega would like, what they would be like, how the government would choose to react. I mean, we all knew how important this woman is going to be in the grand scheme but it's safe to say we were all still a little caught off guard by the situation. What was your first reaction to seeing her?”

“My first reaction to seeing Y/N,” Steve repeated the question and you sensed he was faking sincerity, “Well, I felt what any Alpha might feel in that sort of moment. Seeing the sea of reporters and cameras following her, knowing that every eye was on her, I felt she needed protection. She didn’t ask for any of this. She didn’t ask to be treated like a celebrity nor did she choose to be in the care of people that didn’t have her best interest.”

A picture of Bruce appeared on the screen and you completely lost all the air in your lungs. 

“What do you think Bruce Banner’s ultimate plan was? A lot of people are confused as to why such a respected man like him would engage in this kind of behavior.”

“I believe he thought there was an evolutionary reason for why no more Omegas were being born. He believed that as a society, we didn’t need them, and eventually we wouldn't need a ranking system. If it was up to him, Y/N would die as the last Omega. I’m not sure what or who radicalized him but dangerous ideas like that … they serve no place in our society.”

The woman feigned shock, “Wow, the world without a ranking system? I can’t even imagine that. More reason to thank our brave federal agents for rescuing her. Now, I’m sure as much as the world is confused by this situation, I’m sure Y/N was even more baffled herself. It’s even been rumored that she developed some sort of Stockholm syndrome while living with Dr. Banner.”

“I’d say there was a lot of confusion, at first, and I completely respect her feelings towards Dr. Banner. To her, she lost a father figure which I wouldn’t wish on anyone,” Tears pricked your eyes at his words. It was like he was using this entire situation, manipulating it, so he’d come out as the understanding and compassionate, good guy, “But I’m sure everyone would be happy to know she’s adjusting well.”

“And there’s no point in beating around the bush anymore. Apparently, your relationship with Y/N has changed quite a bit. I have to admit, after seeing you two together, I was hoping sparks would fly. Is it true that she’s chosen you as her mate?”

Steve closed his eyes for a moment, like he was attempting to choose his words with the utmost precision. It was like he was trying to come off as humble as possible, “It’s true. But the details I’ll leave for her to share in the future. I just want the world to know how much of a special person that she is and getting to know her these past few weeks, I do believe she represents a bright future for this country.”

“Thank you for sitting down with me, Captain,” It seemed like the reporter was looking you right in the eyes as she turned to the camera, “We’ll be right back in a minute.”

Who knew how many people were tuning in to watch the famous Alpha on TV. He wasn’t even finished telling this false story, Cynthia had said he’d be making that rounds all day. And implying that you’d tell your own story eventually? He expected you to lie to the world too and you decided right then that you wouldn’t let him parade you around the news. He could keep you locked in the house, touch you until you couldn’t remember your own name, but you wouldn’t help him put up this façade of you. 

“Honey-”

“Don’t call me honey, please,” Steve’s pet names were enough. You didn’t want Omega or honey or sweetie or baby. You just wanted to be yourself. You wiped your tears as they fell,  “I-I’m sorry. I’m going upstairs. Please don’t send any food up.”

You walked away, making your way through the pristine home, up the stairs, and sadly to the only place that made you feel comfortable. A bed covered in Steve’s scent. 

Steve’s raised voice woke you from your hibernation. You couldn’t hear what was exactly said but you recognized another female’s voice as Cynthia’s. You sat up in bed as you heard heavy footsteps approaching the door. You pulled the covers over your head, balling up your limbs into the fetal position, and shut your eyes tightly. 

You heard a sigh leave his lips as the door opened. He moved relatively quietly but you picked up the sound of glass being placed on the nightstand. The bed dipped beside you and you began to whisper to yourself, praying that you’d be reunited with Bruce and that you could have the room you loved back. 

“Y/N?” You ignored him, continuing to pray, “You have to eat three meals a day. You can’t order Cynthia to not fix your food.”

As you continued to not respond or move, Steve finally grew frustrated and pulled the comforter away from your body. Instantly, you pushed your body away from him, settling in on the other side of the huge bed, “I need you healthy-”

“I want to talk to Maria,” You stated plainly.

“Y/N-”

“If you’re not a cold hearted liar, you’ll at least let us have a phone call. I want to speak to her. And soon.”

“Why the name calling, Omega?” It was meant to bruise my ego and you didn’t know why you expected him to not fight your fire with his own, “We’ve been doing so good lately.”

“Because you lie to the entire world like it’s nothing.”

“The world wouldn’t care about the truth, Y/N. What I say out there doesn’t actually affect our personal lives. I just have a certain reputation to maintain.”

“I want to speak to Maria.”

“Fine. I’ll arrange a call for you two. I don’t know what you’re expecting her to say. She doesn’t have the power to reverse any of this.”

“I have no doubt there’s someone out there, more powerful than you, that sees through your lies,” You spat, your back still turned to him. 

“You’re more naive than I thought then,” You felt like a hand was wrapped around the heart in your chest, squeezing it. His words had struck you deep and had hurt your Omega even more. Yesterday, she was begging him to call her a good girl and now he was practically calling you stupid. 

You rose from the bed vehemently. “I’m not naive,” You seethed. 

“You are,” Steve stood, his voice completely stern, “You’ve only really known two people well throughout your whole life. You never went to school. Never had the chance to make friends. You’ve never really traveled. You have no idea who you are yet.”

“I do.” Your voice came out in such a whisper that you could barely recognize it, “Don’t . . . don’t say that-”

“People have lied to you your entire life, I’m not sure you know what’s really fact and fiction. You’re the only one of your kind and you’re lost.”

His words piled onto you like heavy weight and you felt your knees buckling until you were on the ground, “Please,” You whispered, your face wet with tears that you hadn’t realized started falling. His words were on top of you, crushing you, but soon you were weightless as he lifted you into his arms. 

He pulled you back to the bed, resting you on his lap, as you whimpered into his shoulder. Soothing hands petted your hair, slowly coaxing the sadness out of you, “One thing I can tell you that you are is mine. I’m going to show you your true purpose, little girl. I know you can behave better than this.”

“I can’t-” You hiccupped, “I can’t, I can’t–”

You weren’t shocked by your own tears or the turmoil you felt inside. Your emotions had never been so up and down since meeting Steve. He’d insist it was because you were still resisting your true nature. 

Steve shushed you, “You can be exactly what I want. My perfect mate. You want to be a good girl, right?” 

Your body tensed, fingernails digging into the fabric as your throat became tight. You were trying to hold the words inside you back, to push them down into the pits of your stomach. No longer could you distinguish between Steve’s real voice and the voice used to control you. It was all the same now. He’d discovered the first time you’d been intimate that you craved his approval and praise. 

Steve rubbed your lower back, placing soft kisses near your ear, “Good girls get lots of privileges.”

“Privileges?” Your voice was a whisper. 

“They get to feel good, all the time,” You peeled your face from his shoulder and the two of your eyes met. It was like you hadn’t truly looked at each other till now. There was always anger and frustration, at first, and then you two ended up crumbling. He could be just as gentle as you when he wanted to. 

“What if they want you to feel good?” You asked not very nonchalantly, “Wouldn’t that be the … kind thing to do?”

“You want your Alpha to feel good?” Steve’s hands traveled up your waist, caressing you like you were velvet. His strong hands were gently with your breasts, exploring one of your sensitive peaks with his fingertips, “Well, that’s a little bit of a  predicament. Because Alpha’s always put their Omega’s first.”

“We can feel good together,” Steve grinned wickedly at your words.

“Of course,” The hand on your breasts moved to your face and he easily pulled your lips to his.

Steve felt so young with you in his arms. Your movements were always so eager, never taking a break to breathe when your lips were on each other. The dry humping, your bouncing hips, made him feel like a teenager but he liked how the tension built this way. It drove him crazy until the Alpha had to flip you over and taste what he’d been missing all day. This time, however, it was you that wanted to taste him. 

It was only when Steve was laid down on the bed and you were gripping him in your hand that you lost a bit of your confidence. Although Steve had pleased you plenty in these past few weeks, you hadn’t gotten personal with him in this way yet and you soon realized you really had no idea what you were doing. Steve seemed to notice, sitting up until you were face to face again. 

“It’s okay, you’re doing good. Hold it exactly like you are, just a little tighter, honey,” You did as he instructed, applying more pressure to his shaft, “Now move your hand up and down, stroke it. Good girl.”

Steve leaned back on his elbows, “Now, put your mouth around me. Get it wet.”

You started with your tongue, tasting his tip and licking around it. Although his size was intimidating, you felt your desire increasing, “Let me see those eyes, Y/N,” You felt your cheeks heat up but you did your best. As you took him fully in your mouth, it was easier to tell what he liked by the expressions on his face. 

With every praise from his lips, you were even more enthusiastic and even more wet than before. You went faster, using both hands and your mouth to pleasure your Alpha. Steve’s head tilted back suddenly, “Wait, Y/N,” It was the most desperate his voice had sounded, “Wait-”

You knew you were sending him over the edge, and despite the fact that you were meant to let him guide you, you needed to fully taste him. Steve finished in your mouth and you weren’t hesitant to taste him or swallow it. Sitting back on your own knees, a smile formed on your lips, as some of his cum dripped down your chin. Steve was smirking evilly as he admired you, “Don’t you think for one second that this means we’re done.”

Still breathing heavily, Steve grabbed you, pulling you in before pinning you beneath him, “I’ll be ready again soon,” He said, “In the meantime, I’m gonna taste you until you're begging me to stop.”

Later

The neighborhood you and Steve lived in was military housing for Fort Meade. Like Steve had said, being a good girl had its privileges. Guarded by several armed men, Steve showed you around the base, even allowing you to meet some of the military wives that lived in your cul de sac. Surprisingly, other than the giant planes and huge tanks, the location was quite boring. There were only a few activities servicemen could do for entertainment and one of them was bingo at the community center.

You didn’t win your game but Steve promised to bring you back, surprised by how entertaining you found it. 

Steve was right about Maria Hill. There was really nothing she could do. You could still tell the woman was genuine and wanted to help you. Part of you wasn’t really listening as she began to list the politicians and people she was in contact with. Maybe you’d become weaker but what Steve said earlier in the week was still sitting with you. Maybe you didn’t truly know what the world was. Maybe he was the best thing for you. 

“Y/N, what are you most excited about when it comes to your future?”

The woman in front of you seemed disappointed when she met you at first, probably because you didn’t gush over her or know exactly how popular she was. Steve had only told you the name of her show thirty minutes before she walked into your house. There was an entire TV crew inside and several cameras pointed at you currently.

“Traveling,” You answered truthfully, your hands neatly folded in your lap, over your white dress. Steve was dressed nicely as well because you were meant to do a full photoshoot after the interview. The interview would air and you and Steve would be plastered on magazine covers soon afterwards, “With Captain Rogers,” You added. 

“There’s so much Y/N hasn’t seen and I know the people of the world want to meet her. People are losing faith in the ranking system and we’re proof that it’s still alive and well. It’s a special thing we have to preserve,” Steve said in his much more detailed and eloquent answer. If you looked past the interviewer, you could see a monitor showing exactly what the camera was seeing. Steve was so much larger than you that you were afraid it might appear that you were sinking into the couch beneath you. 

You suddenly felt insignificant despite the words he was saying.

“How long do you guys plan on traveling?”

“Only a few months. We want to make sure everything is perfectly safe for Y/N,” You felt a hand on your waist, snaking around your hips, and you were reminded of where you were, “Fortunately, we have a good excuse.”

“I know you guys have breaking news,” The reporter smiled so wide you were sure she was going to hurt herself, “Y/N, is there something you would like to announce?”

Steve looked at you and the air in the room seemed to thicken. Your lips parted but no words left. You hadn’t completely wrapped your mind around the news and yet you were still announcing it to the entire world. Steve was patient and seemed to notice your hesitancy. 

“We’re expecting,” Steve announced instead, “She’s three months along…”

In that moment, as you began to tune the rest of the conversation out, you realized that you were trusting Steve not only with your life but with the life of the baby inside you. By the time the interview was over, you were back on earth, with an adoring Steve holding you to him. He placed a soft kiss on your forehead, one of his hands roaming on your belly, “You were perfect, honey. Perfect.” 

The anxiety left you at his words. You leaned into his touch, your body knowing that when you were good for him, everything in your world was good too.

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》 honey baby: ceo!bucky wants to have some fun during an online meeting.

》 kitten: dom!bucky reminds you your place.

》 bloody: bucky loves watching you carry his marks, so he gives you some.

》 angel face: some drunk shenanigans happen. the next day brings sober confessions with it.

》 unexpected relief: bucky writes a website’s name wrong, but he’s not unhappy with the results.

》 pleasure: daddy!bucky needs to relax, and you’re there to help him.

》 wicked tongue: you have a one night stand with a very handsome, older guy and you get surprised at the end.

》 what you need: you need money and your roommate is there to help you in every way.

》 intentional: alpha!bucky sends you a shirtless pic and then offers to spend your heat with him. feelings ensue.

》 abyss: hades!bucky falls in love with you in the first sight.

》 pour some sugar on me: rockstar!bucky sees you in the crowd and wants to get to know you. natasha helps him.  

》 fade out: serialkiller!bucky thinks he was created to make wrongs right, and that’s exactly what he does to you.

》 pretty: bartender!bucky flirts with you, and you end up in an alley next to the bar he works in.

》 been like this: mob!bucky is possessive and makes sure you’re owned and bred.

》 i was made for lovin’ you: rockstar!bucky wants another baby, and you indulge him into his wish.

》 for your love: tfatws!bucky reminiscing his times with his soulmate. his family is there to support him.

》 the knowing: watching your soulmate have a life with someone other than you hurts way more than one can imagine.

》 vanilla: without knowing, you slept with your dad’s best friend who happened to be the best smelling alpha.

》 hush baby: crushing on your best friend and learning that he was crushing on you back had come with a package, and you couldn’t be happier and hornier.

》 let the feeling come take you: you come across to this rockstar at the bar and your life changes from there.

》 wildfire: you connect with a beautiful man on the beach, and things progress from there.

》 underworld: a demon finds you being lonely in his bar and decides that you need a good time.

》 red flags and long nights: three months isn’t long enough to get to know someone, especially if that person had different... tastes.

》 freak in the sheets: dilf!bucky is a flirts and he knows what he wants: you. thankfully, you want him back.

》 baby it’s you: omega!bucky has finally found his potential mate through beyoncé songs.

》 snatch my soul: ceo!nick finds a different way to make you forgive him about something that was not real. 

》 supermodel: rockstar!bucky wants to make things right after his big fuck up in the past. 

》 touch my soul from outside: dadsbestfriend!bucky knows exactly how to love on you.

》 i wanna be yours: rockstar!bucky loves and cherishes you to the point of annoying his best friend who happnes to be your brother.

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[sailorkamino]

While You Were Sleeping

relationships: alpha!buckynat x enhanced!omega!reader

summary: When you start sleep teleporting into your teammates room's Bucky and Natasha are jealous to say the least. When you finally end up in their bed there's less romance and more head injuries than they imagined.

word count: 2.1k

warnings: abo dynamics, protective/jealous buckynat, nightmares, reader gives herself a concussion, embarrassment, bed sharing, making out, pain medication, reader sleeps with a stuffed animal, platonic!steve x reader, some nsfw thoughts, beefy!nat

translations: zayka- bunny, malyshka- baby, dorogoy- darling

a/n: (me, unable to find an alpha buckynat fic) fine, i'll do it myself

Steve is animatedly talking to a barely awake Sam when the blonde is suddenly spun around by a strong hand on his shoulder. He had just enough time to recgonize the scent of his best friend before he threw a punch. “Buck, you can’t sneak up on me like that,” he groans. He tenses up again when he notices the brunet’s anger.

“Woah, did you fight with Nat this morning or something?” Sam asks, now perked up. Steve sighs loudly at his teammates' lack of filter as Bucky scowls. “No. I was noticing Steve’s scent,” Bucky answers darkly. Sam sniffs the air. “He smells the same to me. Is your super nose picking up something weird?”

Steve shuts his eyes in exasperation. “Sam. Just go get a coffee or something.”

“What? You practically dragged me out of bed at the ass crack of dawn and now-”

He stops abruptly at Bucky icy glare. “You know what, I am getting coffee. It’s too early for your drama,” he decides, exiting the gym with a non committal wave goodbye.

“Didn’t know you and Y/N were so close,” Bucky practically growls. He approaches a punching bag to keep from breaking his best friend’s face. Steve blushes, only adding fuel to his friends' anger. He raises his shirt to nose. “Do I smell like her? I took a shower this morning,” he wonders outloud. 

Bucky punches the bag so hard it goes flying from the ceiling, raining sand on the floor. Steve's eyes widen when he realizes Bucky didn’t even use his metal arm to do it. He quickly raises his hands in a surrendering position “Woah, it wasn’t like that! She sleep teleported into my room and I wasn’t gonna kick her out!”

Bucky turns to face him. “Sleep teleported?”

“Yeah, you know, like sleep walking but─"

“I get it Steve!” He snaps, running a hand through his dark locks. “I just don’t understand why she went to your room,” he mumbles, voice now much softer and a little insecure. He thinks of his and Natasha’s attempts to get you closer that he was sure were working. They even googled courting tips for fucksakes. Natasha is much better at flirting but Bucy is a good listener, remembering every little thing about you. If you liked Steve you would tell him… wouldn’t you?

The blonde raises a brow at his friend’s sudden vulnerability. “What do you mean?”

“I mean in this huge tower, with hundreds of places to end up, why did she go to your bed?”

Steve sighs in frustration, realizing the real reason for the brunet’s behavior. Jealousy. “I don’t know, Buck. She was asleep when it happened, it was probably completely random. I’m just glad she didn’t end up in the street or something.”

Bucky freezes at that, all the worst thoughts of where you could have teleported flooding his head. He’s suddenly grateful you wound up in bed with his best friend. How could he have been so selfish? And how can he protect you from your powers? Bondage? No, that’s just kinky. Maybe cyro? No, he won’t let you in one of those freaky test tubes. Too many bad memories.

“Buck? Buck?”

He’s snapped from his thoughts. “Huh?”

“I asked how long you and Nat have been sweet on Y/N?” Steve smirks.

Bucky feels himself blush. “What makes you think we’re sweet on her?”

“Well you tried to kill me a minute ago because you were jealous, did you forget about that?”

Bucky’s jaw ticks. Sometimes he forgets how much of an ass his best friend really is. “I wasn’t gonna kill you.” He shrugs, playing innocent. “I was gonna tell Nat you slept with Y/N and then let her kill you.”

“Steve what?” Natasha’s deep growl has both men freezezing in terror. Steve sends the brunet a pleading look. Bucky reaches out to his mate hesitantly, “now malyshka, it’s not what it sounds like.”

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You’re having a nightmare but the pain is what wakes you up.

You’re on the floor and your head is throbbing and your heart is racing but wait, this isn’t your room? Where are you? Suddenly Natasha is in front of you, gently cupping your wet face. That’s when you realize you are in fact, crying. Well this is embarrassing. A sense of comfort washes over as you recognize the two familiar scents.

“Zayka, where are you hurt?” She asks as Bucky turns on the lamp so they can scan you for injuries. You shut your eyes at the sudden light. “My head.” The alphas share a panicked look. “Friday, health scan,” the redhead demands.

“Ms. Y/N has hit her head on the nightstand and is suffering from a grade one concussion. No emergency healthcare is needed. I suggest pain medication, rest, and icing the area of injury.” The AI answers in a soft volume.

“I’ll get the pills and ice,” Bucky decides, rushing out of the room. Natasha pulls you against her chest, mindful of your head. “It’s alright omega. We’ll take care of you,” she soothes. She suddenly raises from the floor without warning, making you cling to her in surprise, before she deposits you on the bed. She smirks at your dumbstruck expression. Despite the pain you’re in you feel your stomach churn at the show of strength.

“How’s the pain, baby doll?” Bucky croons, approaching the bed with full hands. You sniffle as he hands you some pills to take, washing it down with your favorite juice “Thank you, and not too bad. I’ve survived worse,” you answer, wiping your face. They look at you unconvinced.

The brunet sits on the bed beside you, “it’ll be easier to ice your head if you’re laying down.” Natasha is there to pull back the blankets for you even and tuck you in. Your heart flutters at their sweetness. Bucky gently places the ice pack on your head. You wince at the contact but sigh happily at the numbing effect. “Not too bad my ass,” Natasha scoffs.

You pout, trying to look serious but it’s hard in your current position. “It really isn't though. I’m just embarrassed I concussed myself. Plus I’m not wearing any pants.”

“That’s what you’re worried about? Your pride?” Bucky asks incredulously.

“Yes I am. Frankly, I don't have a lot to lose.”

Natasha shakes her head as she sits on the other side of you. “As much as I love your sense of humor, we were a little too worried about your head injury to notice your underwear.” That’s a lie. They both got a flash of your pastel cotton panties. “I can get you some pants if it would make you more comfortable though.”

You shrug. “No it’s fine, I’ve changed in front of you on missions before. I’m not really body shy.”

They share a heated look. They’re very familiar with your confidence but now is not a good time to tell you that they regularly fantasize about said body. Natasha holds back any sexual comments, remding herself that you’re only in their bed hald dressed because you’re injured.

“Well if it makes you feel any better you have great legs,” Bucky mumbles, eyes widening at his own admission. Natasha is shocked but somewhat proud of her awkward boyfriend. He needs to work on timing but baby steps. You grin teasingly, “really? This coming from Mr. Muder thighs?”

Natasha, who’s now slipped under the covers beside you, lets out a deep chuckle. Bucky’s face burns an adorable shade of red making you smile once again. “Yeah, get in bed, murder thighs,” Nat teases. He scoffs but lays down beside you anyways.

Sandwiched between the two most gorgeous alphas you’ve ever seen you resist the urge to do a little celebratory dance. As much as you don’t want to leave you also feel like you’ve bothered them enough. You sigh before forcing the words out of your mouth.

"I guess I should be going back to my room now.”

They look at you as if you’ve just suggested committing a war crime. “Printsessa, you’re hurt. Don’t you think you should just rest here for tonight?" Natasha coos, gently taking your hand in her’s. The small affection is enough to make you momentarily forget your argument. Then Bucky is shuffling beside you, retrieving something from the floor.

“Plus you can't go anywhere without this little guy, right?”

To your horror, he’s holding your favorite stuffed animal. The one you fell asleep holding. “That’s… not mine,” you lie very convincingly. Nat raises a brow teasingly. “Really? ‘Cause it’s not ours.” You put on a show of fake concern. “Oh no, it’s… a bomb! I’ll defuse it!”

Bucky moves the plushie away from your reach. “If I give it to you, you have to promise not to teleport away.”

“You want me to stay here with a bomb?” You ask, determined to stick to your story.

“Omega, we both know it’s not a bomb,” Nat interjects, cupping your face so you’ll meet her eyes, effectively making your brain short circut. Your face burns under her touch. “I’ll stay,” you softly promise. The alphas smile triumphantly as Bucky hands you the toy.

“We’d never make fun of you, zayka. Everyone has their comforts,” Bucky soothes. “Really?” You ask, looking between them. “Of course. I have a safety blanket that I won’t let anyone use,” he confesses. Natasha hums beside you, "and I do ballet."

“Really? Could you teach me?” You ask, looking up at her with excited eyes. She thinks of the way she was taught and clenches her jaw. No, she’ll make it fun for you. “Whatever you want, pretty girl.” You beam at her sweet words just as a yawn escapes your lips.

Bucky places a large hand on your waist. “I think the pills are making you sleepy, doll. Why don’t you get some rest?”

“Wait, I need to ask you guys something.” You focus on the green dinosaur in your hands but you can feel their gazes burning into you. “I don’t think I can embarrass myself anymore so I’m just gonna come out and say it… do you want to go on a date with me?”

There’s a horrible silence for a moment. Bucky looks at his girlfriend with pure happiness but she’s more hesitant to accept your confession, considering you just suffered from a head injury then took strong pain medication. She sighs deeply. “Zayka, we should talk about this in the morning─”

You barely notice Bucky pressing himself against you, afraid you’re going to leave. You look at Natasha defiantly. “No. I might have a concussion, and be on drugs, and not wearing pants, but I know what I want! So if you’re going to reject me just go ahead and─”

Before he can stop himself, Bucky cups your jaw and turns your face to him, smashing his lips against yours. Nat raises her brow, hardly surprised by her mate’s impulsive behavior. Still she can’t help but groan at the two of you kissing. It’s even hotter than she imagined. When he finally pulls away your chest is heaving and you’re looking up at Bucky with big glassy eyes. You already look so wrecked from just a kiss.

“Did that feel like a rejection to you?” He teases in a gruff voice, bumping his nose against yours. You shake your head breathlessly. “Um, no, but I think I should get Nat’s opinion too.”

The red head smirks, leaning in slowly just to tease you. Just as you begin to pout she surges forwards and takes your bottom lip between her teeth. You gasp at the light sting but she quickly soothes it with firm kisses. Bucky squeezes your waist from behind, gently mouthing your neck. You shiver as she pulls back, blinking slowly. You clear your throat,

“Yeah. That checks out.”

They both grin at your dazed reply. “You’re adorable, pup,” Bucky coos sweetly. Natasha hums in agreement, cupping your cheek. “You should rest now, zayka. We can talk more in the morning.”

“And kiss?” You ask drowsily.

She smiles, gently running her fingers along your jaw. “Of course, omega.”

You clutch your toy in your arms and nuzzle against Natasha’s breasts, pulling Bucky’s arm around your waist. Your bare legs are intertwined underneath the warm blankets. The last thing you say is a soft and sweet, “night alphas,” before drifting off.

Both of their hearts pick up at the title. You had never called them that before. Bucky tucks his head into your neck. He inhales your scent to remind him that this is real and not a dream. The two most amaizng woman he’s ever known in bed with him just seems too good to be true. He feels Natasha moving and look to see her texting with one hand.

“What are you doing?” He whispers against your skin. “Just telling Steve that the three of us will be taking a sick day.” She responds quietly. Bucky smiles at the prospect of a lazy day with his girls. “You think of everything, malyshka.”

“I know.” She brags, placing the phone on the bedside table. “Friday, cancel all alarms and don’t let anyone in unless the world is ending.”

“We should order her some fancy stuff for her nest, you know, like from one of those special omega websites. Oh, and lots of stuffed animals,” Bucky excitedly plans as he looks at your peaceful face. Natasha reaches over you to stroke his arm,

“Relax, dorogoy. We’ll have our whole lives to spoil her.”

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A parted land (5)

Summary: Alphas are almost extinct, and omegas rule the new world.

Pairing: Nomad!(Alpha)Steve Rogers x Omega!Reader, Feral!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader

Characters: Stephen Strange

Warnings: dystopian world, language, a/b/o, Steve is smitten by you, mentions of extinction and death, a hint of fluff, possessive/protective Steve, scenting, feral Bucky

A/N: It's been a while, huh...

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“Bucky?” You ask while keeping an eye on the alpha chained to the ground. “You know that man? How?”

“He’s…” Steve doesn’t know how to explain to you how much the man chained to the ground means to him. “I guess you know him as the Winter Soldier. But before all that, he was my best friend. James Buchanan Barnes.”

“Oh—OH! Sorry, I didn’t remember the name,” you crouch down to get a better look at Bucky. “I think I read an article about him some years back.”

“Buck, what happened,” Steve crouches down next to you, to make sure that Bucky doesn’t see him as a threat. “Can you hear me, my friend? It’s me, Steve.”

Bucky lifts his head. He sniffs in your direction and purrs low in his throat. His eyes glow scenting an omega after what feels like ages.

“Omega,” he growls. “OMEGA!”

“Y/N, maybe you should leave. I don’t think your presence will help—” Steve huffs when you slowly crawl toward his friend. “Y/N! What did I just say?”

“Your presence won’t help him,” you shush Steve. He’s a possessive and jealous alpha and doesn’t want to share you with his friend but this can’t be helped.

“Y/N…omega…” Steve licks his lips. “Be careful. He won’t remember that he used to belong to my pack and that he's my best friend.”

“Well, I’ll make him part of my pack then,” you scoot closer to Bucky. “I won’t hurt you.” You softly speak to the alpha who flinches when you lift your hand. “Hi there.”

“Omega,” Bucky snarls.

“Look at you,” you coo and carefully run your hand over his metal arm. “A strong and wild alpha right in front of me.”

Bucky tilts his head.

“What’s your name,” you move even closer, earning a snarl from Steve. “I’m Y/N, and you know the grumpy alpha watching us. It’s Stevie, your friend.”

“Stevie,” Bucky repeats. “Omega.”

“We won’t hurt you, Bucky,” you sit next to him to inhale his scent deeply. Just like Steve before, Bucky’s scent makes your toes curl, and you purr low in your throat.

“Fuck,” Steve curses loudly watching your reaction when you catch his friend’s scent. “Y/N, be careful.” He says again, afraid you will turn your back on him.

“What does a pretty alpha like you do in this cell?” You move closer again to run both of your hands over Bucky’s chest and up to his neck. “Don’t you want to join my pack?” You lean closer to whisper in his ear. “I wouldn’t mind having two alphas.”

Steve grits his teeth. He puffs his chest and snarls in your direction.

“Y/N.”

“Shush, Steve. He’s slowly relaxing,” you stop Steve from dragging you out of the room to show everyone he laid claim on you. He may be an alpha, but you have been the leader of a pack for longer than him.

Bucky allows you to touch his chest, he hums and watches you run your hands over his body.

“What are you doing?” Steve asks. “You’re my omega.”

“I think you got something wrong,” you look over your shoulder to size Steve up. “You’re part of my pack. My alpha. This doesn’t mean my pack cannot grow. Bucky needs a pack, and I’m the one in charge.”

Steve crosses his arms over his chest. He looks away and sniffs.

“Are you pouting?” you smirk at Steve. “Aw, you’re still my favorite alpha, okay. Why don't you come over here and allow Bucky to scent you too? Move slowly and lower your head. We don’t want him to lash out.”

“Captain Rogers, I don’t think this is a good idea. I needed months before he stopped snapping at me. He’s still a feral alpha. Your friend or not.”

“We need any help to rebuild this world or set your plan into motion. If we want to fix the mess our world is, we will need this alpha,” you snarl in Strange’s direction. You still don’t trust him. Maybe it’s because of his powers or the fact that you can’t scent him.

“Buck, it’s me,” Steve follows your order. He slowly moves toward you and his friend, head bowed to not scare or anger his friend. “Steve. You remember me, right? We are friends. No. We are family.”

Bucky breathes heavily. He grits his teeth and starts fighting the magic chains holding him in place. The alpha growls loudly and tugs at the restraints.

“OMEGA!” He gets impatient because you stopped touching him. “MINE!”

“She’s mine, Buck,” Steve growls, making you flinch. Great. That’s the last thing you need. A feral alpha versus Captain America. “MINE!”

“Miss,” Stranges claps his hands. You are suddenly outside the room, and the door is back in its place. “You need to stay away from them. They haven’t seen an omega in years. Your scent is driving them up the wall, and they will kill each other if you remain inside the room.”

“Dr. Strange,” you sigh and place your hand on his shoulder. “I know you had a hard time protecting this place and finding a way to undo the events leading up to this point. But I was the leader of a pack for longer than five minutes. Alphas and Omegas followed my lead. So, leave this to me.”

“They will hurt you or worse,” worry flashes in his eyes when he looks at you. “What if they team up to mate you? What if I can’t save you?”

You chuckle. “Doc, that wouldn’t be the worst way to go down.” You grab his hand, squeezing it tightly. "If this goes awry, I have a diary in my backpack. I noted the location of the survivors I met. Maybe it helps.”

“Y/N don’t do this,” he tries to stop you, but you touch the door, and it disappears. “If you need me, just think my name.”

You nod and step inside the room, immediately catching both alphas' attention. They look your way, eyes glued to you as their chests heave up and down.

“We need to talk this out, guys,” you look over your shoulder at Strange. “Release him. If he attacks us, I’ll scream, and you can get us out like you did with me before.”

Strange nods and claps his hands. The door reappears, and the chains holding Bucky to the ground disappear. The alpha cocks his head. He looks at you, purring low in his throat.

You expect him to pounce on you and scent you, but he sits back on his heels, just watching you and Steve for a moment. He tilts his head, eyes zeroing in on Steve.

“St-“ you shriek when Bucky pounces on Steve, not you. You’re ready to help Steve but the feral alpha sniffs at Steve’s neck, growling low in his throat. “Steve.”

“Buck,” Steve tries not to give in to his instinct and pushes the alpha off him. He lies stiffly under his friend, allowing the alpha to scent him. “How have you been?”

 “Guys, that’s not what I had in mind,” you chuckle nervously. “Is there something I should know? How close are you and Bucky?”

“We are friends. No – after all we’ve been through together, we are brothers,” Steve looks up at Bucky, a content smile on his lips. “He used to protect me when I was still the sick and small boy from Brooklyn.”

Bucky considers Steve’s words. He looks at you, eyes darkening as his eyes land on your marred mating gland. “OURS?” He asks, eyes searching Steve’s.

“Ours,” Steve confirms without missing a beat. “Only ours…”

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[readingandwritingandreading]

Long Time Coming ~ Part 9

My Blurb: This is a longer one. I could have done two chapters but you guys have been so patient and waited long enough!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story. You own nothing, I don’t give anyone permission to post this anywhere. 

Summary: Bucky had waited a long time to find an Omega. When Pepper introduces the team to her new assistant he knows shes the one.

Pairing: Alpha Bucky Barnes X OFC Omega Carina Rivera

Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics

Status: In Progress

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“Make sure the door is locked, keep your cell phone on you, not in your purse, on your person. If you need something off the compound, have it delivered to security, don’t leave…” 

“Don’t leave the compound. Bucky, I will be fine. There’s nowhere safer than this compound right?” Carina kissed him after cutting him off. “And you’re only going to be gone a few days right?”

Bucky sighed, but nodded his head. They had spent the past two weeks holed up in Bucky’s, well now both of theirs apartment. The others had nauseatingly called it their honeymoon phase. The morning after he had claimed her, Carina woke up alone in bed to a bang and whispered cursing. Pulling on one of Bucky’s shirts and some sweats she had left their bedroom to find Sam rubbing his thigh while Bucky and Steve moved boxes around the living room. Upon closer inspection the boxes had been haphazardly packed with the contents of her apartment. 

When she had mentioned that she could have helped if he had woken her, he had simply shrugged and mumbled something about “Tony needed the other place” before heading off to get the rest of her stuff. That night she had marked him and he had worn it openly and proudly at every opportunity. 

They had heard the news the day before that Brock had somehow escaped and been spotted near a suspected Hydra facility in Venezuela. Bucky hadn’t been on a mission since he had claimed her but Brock’s escaping and joining Hydra had been an “all hands” call that he couldn’t ignore. He didn’t like the idea of leaving her but she should be safe here. He waved his hand at Fury who was yelling at him to get on the Quinjet, before kissing her and jogging over to the entrance. She stood with Pepper on the helipad and he watched her until she was out of sight. 

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Waving to one of the tech's walking the opposite way, Carina stretched her arms and followed the trail. Waking up without Bucky by her side, combined with feeling the physical distance through their bond made her anxious so she had opted to try out the walking trail that wound around the compound. It had recently been extended and she had been itching to try it out. 

Breathing deeply she enjoyed the fresh air as she continued on. Despite it being a nice day, she had only seen the tech on the path. Checking her phone, she smiled at the background picture of her and Bucky before sliding it back into the pocket on her leggings and continuing onward. As she approached an area where she could just make out the tall concrete and barbed wire fence that surrounded the compound, she heard a yowling sound accompanied by a low whine. It was coming from the edge of the treeline just off the trail. Looking around, Carina couldn’t see anyone nearby.

Her phone felt heavy in her pocket, Bucky would want her to let someone else take care of it, not go charging into the forest on her own. Biting her lip she looked up the trail again, still no one. Pulling her phone, she frowned when she saw the no service signal flash. Tony must not be aware of a dead spot on his compound. The poor animal made another pitiful moan and Carina’s omega instincts kicked in. She scented the air carefully, she couldn’t let whatever it was suffer the time it would take to run back and find someone. Not smelling anyone but herself and a mix of animals and nature she slowly headed towards the sound. Eyes focused on locating the injured animal she didn’t see or hear the shadow until it grabbed her, one arm covering her mouth while the other plunged a syringe straight into Bucky’s mark on her neck. 

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“Lower level clear. Ow, fuck.” Bucky yelled, one hand leaving his gun to clutch Carina’s bite. 

There was a mutter of sounds on the coms before Steve’s voice rang out. “Buck! You good? On way to your location.” 

A few minutes later Steve rounded the corner to find Bucky leaning against the wall, hand still pressed to his neck, a look of pain and worry etched into his features. “Bucky, what’s wrong?” He yelled, looking for injuries.

“It’s our mating bond, something’s wrong.” Bucky grunted, pushing himself off the wall. “It feels like lava is being injected into the mark. I have to call Carina.” He accepted Steve’s help as they headed towards the jet. 

Once outside, Natasha met them looking uncharacteristically worried. “There’s nothing here, we’ve run all the scans. The perimeter is fortified but that’s it. It’s a dud.”

Tony appeared from the jet, pausing before meeting Bucky’s eyes, “It was a distraction. Carina’s missing. Pepper said she went for a walk on the trail but her phone is going straight to voicemail and the location isn’t pinging anywhere. I launched a search of the compound but no one has found any sign of her yet.”

“We’re leaving now.” Bucky whispered but the coldness in his tone made everyone glance at each other nervously as he stalked towards the jet.

“Bucky, we need to figure out a plan.” Steve tried but Bucky whirled around cutting him off. 

“Brock has my mate Steve, my omega, he set all this up to get me away from her.” He took a deep breath before continuing. “Where I wouldn’t be there to protect her.” His voice cracked at the end and Steve nodded, gesturing everyone to the jett. 

The jett was a flurry of activity as Clint pushed it as fast as it could go and calls were made to the compound and surrounding area to track down any footage in the area. 

“We don’t know for sure it was Brock, do we? Bucky should be able to use their bond and find her anyway, right?” Pepper’s face was worried on one of the screens.

“Who else could it be? We were called away because we thought he was out here, who else would know the best way to get her from the compound?” Bucky snapped, ignoring the warning look Tony shot him.

“Normally yes, Bucky would be able to use their bond” Dr. Strange interrupted, “But what he described sounds like they injected her with something to start dissolving the bond. It will immediately start weakening their conn….” he was cut off by Bucky’s roar of anger as he stalked towards the weapons.

“I made Brock a promise.” His voice was lethal as he loaded a gun. 

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Carina groaned as she slowly came to. There was a bright light shining in her eyes but when she went to shield it, she realized her hands were bound. Turning her head to the side she whimpered as pain erupted from her mark. 

“Ah good, you're awake.” Carina blinked again, squinting to see a figure step into the light, shielding her eyes but making him hard to see. He reached to a table off to the side and grabbed another syringe. “Just in time for another round.”

This woke her up and she tried to move away but found her feet bound as well. Thrashing to try and loosen them only caused him to laugh. Stepping fully into her line of vision she gasped when she saw Brock standing over her. “This isn’t possible, you were in Venezuela. They saw you there.” 

“They saw my very convincing body double there. But he’s long gone. In fact you’re little friends are probably encountering our surprise right about now.” Brock laughed, leaning over her and catching her neck as she tried to thrash away from him. He was too strong though and she stifled a scream as he jabbed the needle into the mark, injecting her quickly with what felt like molten lava.

“What…what is that?” She gasped, gritting her teeth against the pain. 

Brock smiled, tossing the now empty syringe on the table before taking a seat. “Well, with Bucky out of the way thanks to the little surprise we left them at the empty compound, I thought it would be easier for us if I started dissolving your bond to him.” 

“What little surprise?” The way he said “us” made her skin crawl but her mind caught on to his earlier statement.

“A completely unidentifiable bomb, none of their scans will pick it up but it should be enough to take out a super soldier…or two. He tacked on with an evil grin. 

A sob broke from Carina before she could stop it as she desperately searched their bond for Bucky. She had been able to feel him the last couple weeks, almost like his heartbeat was right next to her own but now she felt nothing as a wave of sadness overwhelmed her.

“There there now, just a few more injections and all this pain will be replaced with our bond. None of this would have happened if Bucky hadn’t stolen you away in the first place. But I will fix all of it. We can grow old together happily carrying out Hydra’s wishes.” Carina was horrified at the conviction in his voice, as if her relationship with Bucky was a minor inconvenience that he could sweep away. 

“Where are we?” Carina stifled her emotions and sniffed the air, trying to get an idea of where he had taken her. She had no idea how long she had been out and there were no windows in the room.

“Far away from New York, where those pesky Avengers won’t be able to find you.” Brock smiled before standing and heading out a door. The click of the lock bolting filled her with dread. Bound in a locked room, far away from home, Carina hung her head as tears escaped down her face.

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It had taken three days for them to find any hint of where Carina could be. It was like she had vanished into thin air. Three days of feeling the agonizing burn through their weakening bond. Strange had informed him, from a distance, that every time he felt it meant she was likely receiving another dose. That thought had pushed Bucky harder than anything to figure out where she was. He has scoured the trail, finding the spot her location had last pinged from had uncovered a small speaker along with her crushed phone. Guessing she had been drawn off the trail by sounds from the speaker they searched the nearby area and discovered a tunnel made under the fence.

Much to Tony’s chagrin the area had managed to be cloaked from their radar, creating a dead spot that went undetected. Tracing the equipment had led them to the only break in the case. The company that made it was suspected Hydra so they pulled all the surveillance they had from the company. Combing through it they found a video of a man who, while heavily disguised, they were pretty sure had been Brock. 

Tracking a trail of information on the vehicle had led them to a cabin nestled in a secluded forest in Idaho. Despite his desire to go in guns and fists blazing, Bucky had let Steve and the team do a sweep of the area. With their knowledge of the cloaking device Brock had left behind they were able to get through it and realize the cabin was just for show. It led to an underground bunker, where they assumed Carina was being held.

Knowing they had surprise on their side gave Bucky enough patience to wait as well. When they had left Venezuela, another team was sent in to destroy the base so it couldn’t be used in the future. They had found a bomb that would have taken out the whole team. Hoping it would cause Brock to lessen his security, Pepper had made a public statement that the former Winter Soldier, James Barnes had perished in the blast.

“Heat signatures look like a handful of mercenaries, they aren’t expecting us.” Natasha lowered the binoculars, turning to look at Steve and Bucky. Bucky had wanted to go alone but had finally relented and allowed Steve and Natasha to join him. 

Cocking his gun Bucky nodded, “Take out whoever you want. Brock is mine. If anything happens, get Carina out.” He locked eyes with both of them before proceeding towards the cabin. 

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A series of thumps above her head drew Carina out of her head. She had become aware at some point that she must be in a basement and that Brock wasn’t the only one in residence. She wasn’t sure how long she had been in this room but it felt like days. Brock came regularly. He refused to untie her after she had lashed out when he let her use the restroom. Since then he fed her by hand, it made her skin crawl but she had to keep up her strength somehow. He had offered to let her shower if he could join her but she had adamantly refused even though she was filthy.

The room was sparse including only a bed, table and chair. Most of her time was spent in the bed since her feet were still bound and the pain from the injections usually made her exhausted. She was glad for the sleep though, the agony of being awake knowing that Bucky was gone was overwhelming. Brock had barged in triumphantly slamming a newspaper down in front of her. A picture of Bucky on the front along with a release from Pepper’s office. She had sobbed, not even fighting Brock when he had injected her again. 

Carina shuddered as she heard footsteps outside the door, jumping when Brock burst in looking pissed and waving a gun. He pulled her to her feet, practically dragging her out the door, a string of curses tumbling out of his mouth when he realized she couldn’t climb the stairs with her feet bound. Pulling a knife from his pocket he cut the ropes and pushed her up the stairs.

She stumbled up them as his gun dug into her back, she couldn’t use her hands and her legs were sore from being bound for days. Reaching the top, he shoved her into a small room and she gasped seeing Steve and Natasha taking out two guys, there were several other bodies on the floor. They must have heard her because they both turned and stepped towards her but stopped when Brock pressed the gun to her temple and pulled her back against his chest. 

“Let her go Brock, we aren’t letting you take her.” Steve’s voice was full of authority.

“She belongs to me, I was going to make this nice for her. But you two have forced my hand.” Carina tried to resist as he pushed her head to the side with the gun and lowered his mouth to her neck. She felt his hot breath and saw the shock on Steve & Natasha’s face but then a loud shot rang out. Brock went down, pulling her with him. Natasha and Steve were there in a flash, Steve was pulling Brock off her while Natasha pulled her away from him, quickly slicing the ropes on her wrists. Her eyes were locked on the door as a figure stepped through and headed straight towards Brock. 

“You don’t have to do this, we can take him in.” Steve said it softly, as if he felt he needed to but didn’t agree with the sentiment. 

Brock growled through clenched teeth and fury flashed in his eyes as Bucky pulled a pistol from his hip holster, “I made him a promise once, touch my omega again.” Bucky aimed and pulled the trigger, everyone but him flinching as the shot echoed and Brock dropped with a thud. 

“Bucky?” Carina sobbed as she tried to get to her feet, her legs giving out immediately. He dropped his gaze from Brock and hurried over to her and pulled her into his arms.

“I’m here,” he kissed her forehead as her face crumpled and she fell into his neck, breathing his scent in deeply. “Let’s go home.” Carina nodded in his arms and wrapped herself around him. 

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Heal - III

Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader (female)

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👣 Summary: Steve and the others return to the compound to find it in disaray.

Warnings: Descriptions of sexual assault and forced knotting/bonding, self-hatred, angst, vomit

Word count: 1,724

🫀Part II

That afternoon, the others returned. At first, nothing seemed out of place, and the Avengers went about their usual business unloading the quinjet and cleaning themselves up. But it was after that when things started to feel a little different.

It wasn't unusual for Bucky to be keeping to himself, so Steve wasn't expecting to see him instantly. After a few hours he checked the gym, expecting to find his old friend there, but it clearly hadn't been touched since he'd gone away. He wasn't overly concerned; he hadn't seen you either, and usually you were hanging around the living area and would normally have at least welcomed them all back and asked about what exciting things had happened on the mission. Sure, you weren't necessarily close, but it wasn't implausible that you had gone out for the day together.

Alarm bells didn't ring until a good few hours after their return, when Nat made her usual silent entrance into the kitchen where Steve was reading a paper and Bruce was ruining a perfectly basic pasta dish.

"Hey Bruce, did Y/N go out today?" She tossed an apple in the air absentmindedly and slid onto the counter to watch him fumble about the stove.

"What? Er, no, I mean, I don't think so. I haven't seen her. Clint might have."

"Clint might have what?" The inquisitive archer piped up as he entered room with burning ears.

"Seen Y/N today."

He shook his head with a shrug. "Now you mention it, I haven't actually. Or Tin Man, but let's be honest that's not exactly a surprise. He's not exactly Mr Social."

Steve rustled his paper and set it down on the table. "I haven't seen Bucky either. I assumed him and Y/N had gone somewhere."

Nat and Clint both looked over at each other and snorted as Bruce jumped into action as the water boiled over the sides of the pan.

"Together? I'm not sure about that Steve. But hell, you know the guy better than any of us." Taking a bite out of her apple, Nat pushed herself off the counter and made her way to the door. "I'll see if Y/N is in her room, that's probably the best place to start."

-

Whilst you were in your room, it wasn't quite the scene Natasha was expecting. Your curtains were pulled tightly closed, and you were curled up in the sheets shivering.

"Y/N? Hey, you alright?" She peered round the door, frowning at the strange odour that wafted around. You grunted, and she took that as a sign to come closer.

"Christ, you look like shit. You sick or something?' Concerned, she reached out to rest a hand on your burning forehead but you shied away.

"Er, yeah. Just a bit under the weather, but I'll be fine. How was the mission?" Despite the fever that had started to ravage your body, you pulled the duvet up around your chin as though to seek warmth.

"Fine, easy. Look, are you sure you're fine? No offence but it kinda smells weird in here...are you due a heat or something?"

You gulped and squeezed your eyes shut. Engaging in conversation was the last thing you wanted to do right now.

"Yeah I guess so. Got new suppressants, maybe I'm reacting badly to them." The lie came out too easy.

She nodded, not entirely fooled but not willing to push you. It might have been dark in the room but she could tell you didn't look your best and probably needed to rest.

"Okay, well I'll come check on you in a bit. Call if you need anything, yeah?"

"Yeah, yeah sure. Thanks, Nat."

You waited until you heard the click of the door close before you rolled over and lurched for the bin tucked under your bed. Your stomach was beyond empty now and you thought that perhaps you were literally puking your guts up at this point, but it didn't stop the nausea from consuming you. You had no clue how much time had passed since you'd gone to see Bucky, but you knew the crew were due back that evening so it couldn't have been long. Most of that time you'd spent swimming in and out of consciousness, the fever slowly rising and the pressure in your head expanding. But it was the pain in your stomach that was the worst. Your body was craving your alpha's touch and suffering without it. Your weak legs were sticky with slick and your pussy was crying out for attention. Whenever you were conscious, you tried your hardest to satisfy yourself, but it barely helped. Orgasm after orgasm only relieved the pain for an hour or so, and each time seemed shorter than that before.

You knew what this was. You'd heard of it, but it was rare because when most omegas bonded with their alpha, it was part of something bigger and something meaningful. Sex was a huge part of that, and usually lasted for days after. A physical bond in your gland might be the sign of a bond, but it needed to be cemented with passion and knotting. For some omegas, just the first knot that accompanied the bonding was enough, but for most it took a few in the days after for the mark to settle.

Clearly, that was the case for you. Except you hadn't had Bucky's knot since the incident, and he certainly wasn't going to give it to you any time soon. Which meant the bond was starting to fade and your body was freaking out. Your hormones had dramatically changed the second you had been marked and now you were reliant on your alpha's knot to keep them in balance. Yes, there were suppressants to help for periods when an alpha and omega were apart for prolonged periods of time, but that wasn't exactly an option right now. So everything was going crazy and your body didn't know how to handle itself. Neurons were firing in all the wrong places, and your body was reacting in strange ways. Sometimes your muscles contracted into spasm, sometimes they locked and became rigid. And you guessed it was only going to get worse.

All you could do was ride it out. You couldn't exactly tell the others what had happened, or Bucky would be done for and you were hardly in a condition to defend him. So you just had to handle yourself until your body settled down and realised it wasn't going to get the knot it wanted and the bond faded. Seeing as you felt like utter shit, you figured it couldn't get much worse so you were probably at the peak of it. You could easily spend the day in bed claiming to be sick or having a bad heat, and in the morning you could try and talk to Bucky about what had happened.

In your delirious state, it never crossed your mind that the Avengers might question why he had locked himself in The Cube.

-

Bucky hadn’t answered any of Steve’s texts or calls, which wasn’t unusual seeing as neither of them had quite got to grips with 21st century technology. But his bike was still in the garage, and nothing seemed to be missing from his room, so Steve knew something was up.

He didn’t want to check The Cube, because he didn’t want his best friend to be there. If he was, it meant something truly awful had happened. But it was the only place he hadn’t looked, and if Bucky was there, Steve was sure he would need his support.

That didn’t stop his heart from breaking at the sight of his comrade.

"Oh man...what happened?" Steve was slow with his approach, but as soon as he heard Bucky whimper and his chest stutter, he knew he wasn't facing the Winter Solider.

"I fucked it man, I really fucked it." Steve could tell by the rawness in his voice that this was the first time he'd spoken in a few hours.

"Y/N..." it all made sense now. You hadn't been around the compound either that evening, and if Bruce and Clint didn't know what had gone on, that meant it had to be between you and Bucky.

Steve's oldest friend looked up at him like a lost puppy. His stringy hair was greasy and hung lifelessly, mirrored by his purple bags cushioning sunken eyes. Track marks ran down his cheeks from crying, but it was clear he was all cried out now. Sitting like this, curled up on the floor in the corner of an isolated room made Steve's blood feel like ice. He had vowed Bucky he would never be in this position again, and yet somehow here they were.

"What did you do, Buck." It was more a statement than a question.

"It was just a nightmare. Just like it always is. But you weren't there, Steve. And-and she was. And it felt so good, man. She was comforting, ya' know. I actually felt safe.

But I let it go too quick. He-he still had me in his grasp and he didn't want to let go...I don't know what happened, but I hurt her. I really hurt her Steve."

He really didn't want to ask. "Is she alive?"

The nod was small but it was there. That was all Steve needed to let the breath out he was holding.

"But I bonded with her. I forced myself on her. I marked her."

The silence that hung over the pair spoke a thousand words. Steve knew sometimes Bucky didn't know how to control his alpha side, and he knew that often the lines were blurred between the Winter Soldier and his innate alpha. So he knew how big this was.

"But it wasn't you, Buck. You were him, right?"

With a snort, Bucky turned away. "What difference does it make? The Solider is gone now, Shuri made sure of that, so whatever traces he leaves are just memories. You can't blame him anymore. Only me."

"We'll fix this, Bucky. I swear. But you can't stay here."

"Steve, I'm not leaving this cage until the bond has worn off. And then I'm getting as far away from here as I can, before I do even more damage. And you cannot stop me."

🫁 Part IV

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The Sun ☀️, the moon 🌙 & the stars ✨

Chapter 12: the sun doesn’t shine as bright.

Pairing: alpha!steve Rogers x alpha!sam Wilson x alpha!bucky Barnes x omega!reader

Word count: 2.2k

Warning: mentions of smut, implied smut, implied oral m/f receiving, little bit of angst, some fluff, poly relationship,

A/N: so something that I always see in stucky x Sam series is that Bucky and Steve’s trauma is always addressed or mentioned but we never really see that for Sam. We’re going to take a look at that a bit here and the little ways stucky x reader help Sam!

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“Focus.”

“I am focusing.” You shoot back at Bucky.

You really weren’t. Not when he was standing in front of you with no shirt on, some slutty shorts and sweaty. You couldn’t help but watch the way his abs, chest and arm flexed as he moved.

“Yeah, my eyes are up here, darling.”

You rolled your eyes before looking up at him. A mischievous glint in your eye and smile to match.

“I’m paying attention now, alpha.” You call him by his destination which always gets him riled up.

“Behave omega. You have to be able to defend yourself. I know Steve gave you a lesson or two but I want to make sure you can really protect yourself if we’re not around.” He was serious but there was also a bit of pleading in his voice.

“Ok, I’m sorry. You’re right.”

“Now, if you do a good job you’ll get a reward.”

“What am I 5?” You quip.

Bucky walked up to you, crowding your space. His face was unreadable and then he leaned down and whispered all the filthy things he’d do to you if you got the next move right.

“Oh.” You felt heat rush to your face and slick ruin your underwear. “Ok.”

Bucky smirked before he stepped back.

“Alright, let’s do this.”

He moved towards you, faster than you anticipated but you ducked under his arm and then kicked his ribs.

“Good. Next time, hit harder.”

“But I don’t want to hurt you.”

Bucky chuckled. “You won’t be able to hurt me, darling.”

“Fine. I’ll hit you harder.”

Bucky lunged forward even quicker than last time. Again you ducked under his arms and put some real force behind your kick. He stumbled and sucked in air sharply.

“Ok, maybe you can hurt me. That was a damn good kick.” He says proudly.

“I’ve been working on my kicks with Sam.”

“You know what this means right?”

“What?”

“It’s time you get your reward.” Bucky says as he walks to you and then tosses you over his shoulder. You can only laugh as he carries you out of the gym.

Since your heat and their ruts the four of you have been insatiable and inseparable. You loved to be on your knees for Sam. In between his thick thighs and bringing him pleasure with your mouth. He was breathtakingly beautiful as he moaned your name. Bucky loved to eat you out anywhere he seemed fit. He’d lay you down on the table and have you legs over his shoulders. It didn’t surprise your other mates anymore, they just joined in. If it wasn’t at the table, Bucky would pull you into whichever room was the closest and he’d have his way with you there. Steve loved to bend you over any surface and take you. If it wasn’t that he was pinning you against the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist as he pounded into you. It didn’t matter where or when, they had to have you and you didn’t mind one bit. The others in the tower did and they limited your access to certain floors to avoid any accidental discoveries of you and your alphas in compromising positions.

You didn’t care though. The whole situation made you realize how much they had been holding back just because you were there. Now though it didn’t matter you were happy and so were they.

Things couldn’t be better.

“So How are things going with you?” You asked Bruce as he handed you a pillow.

“Everything’s fine.”

“Just fine?”

“Yeah, work keeps me busy. We’ve been able to add a lot more information to the people with no designation thanks to you.”

“A certain alpha is trying to court him.” Wanda adds from her side of the living room.

“Oh, who’s courting you?”

“Natasha. But Bruce here is being stubborn.”

“But she’s so hot.” Jules says as she lays down a blanket. “If I weren’t with Ricky, I’d totally let her court me.” She giggles.

“Same.”

“Me too.”

You and Wanda say at the same time.

“Male omegas are just more hard headed when it comes to courtships with a female alpha. They’ve been told all their life that men should only be alphas and women should only be omegas. It’s bullshit.” Jules ranted as you continued to turn the living room into a giant nest. One that would fit the whole team plus a guest or two.

“I say you take it slow and see where it goes.”

“Hulk likes Nat, she’s the only one that can calm him down.”

“Really?” You turn to look at Wanda.

“Yeah, she even has this cute little lullaby she sings for him.”

“Ok that’s enough about me. Jules is right. Being a male omega isn’t easy, it didn’t help that my father was absolutely disappointed and disgusted when I presented.” Bruce admits.

“Oh, Brucey!”

“I think this calls for a group hug.” Jules announces.

The three of you are on Bruce before he can protest. All he can do is stand there in a pile of blankets and pillows and accept the affection. After a few seconds though he’s preening under the attention.

“We’ve got your back now Bruce.”

“Yeah, I mean I like to think I helped Y/N a lot with omega related things so maybe I can help you.” Jules says as you all pull back.

“By help she means going shopping. So sign me up.”

“There is that new store opening up soon that has omega only products. We could check it out.” Wanda suggests.

“That’s a great idea. What do you say?” Jules looked over at Bruce. He gives her a halfhearted smile.

“Sure, we can start with that.”

“It’s going to be great.”

****

The team eventually got back from their mission. They all went to their separate apartments and showered and changed before going into a debriefing. When they were finally done everyone ventured into the living room which was now made into a huge nest. Dinner, which was made by Wanda and Jonah, was ready to serve and you had been in charge of dessert.

“What is going on here?” Tony sauntered in looking in between the living room and dining room. “Are those my blankets?” He said when he noticed a very luxurious set in the corner of the living room.

“Maybe. We ran out of them and we wanted to surprise you guys with a movie night.”

“But it’s my blanket.”

“And it’s your corner. So only you’ll use it. Besides, Pepper gave us permission.” You say as you move to welcome your alphas back.

“I used to like you.” Tony shoots over his shoulder.

“And now you love me.” You shoot back.

“Hi, Sweetheart. I see you were causing havoc while we were out.”

“I am not.” You give Steve a kiss before moving to greet Bucky and Sam. “We wanted to do something with everyone together but knew you’d be tired. You’re welcome.” You sass as you wrap your arms around Sam who seemed a bit distracted.

He took a deep breath and looked down at you. His brows furrowed in confusion as he took you in.

“Are those our clothes?”

“Yeah, Wanda used magic so they would fit me the way I like.” You smile up at him. “Don’t worry they will still fit you too.”

He smiled at that. “I like you in our clothes.”

You smiled up at him before leading him to the dining room. At the table Sam pulled you into his lap as everyone sat together and talked amongst themselves.

“Are you ok, baby?” You asked in a hushed tone.

“Yeah. I'm fine. Why?”

“I can’t feel you.” You murmur as you rub your chest.

“I’m sorry, just give me some time. It was a hard mission.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.” You say before kissing his temple. “What can I do to help?”

“You’re already doing it.”

You smile at him before turning your attention back to the table. Everyone is having their own little conversations or talking over each other. Steve and Bucky are beside you, leaning into each other and stealing kisses. The scene before you is sweet and you can’t help but think about what it would have been like to have this as a child.

After dinner everyone moves to the living room and nest that was created in order to enjoy a movie night. The desserts you had made were sitting on the coffee table as well as other snacks for later on. It doesn’t take long for everyone to find a spot to get comfortable in.

Ricky and Jules cuddle on an armchair. Wanda and Jonah take the one next to them with Pietro sitting close by in order to keep an eye on them. Surprisingly Bruce and Nat also cuddle up on one side of the couch while Tony and Pepper take the other end. That leaves Clint sitting off on a beanbag chair by the couch. While you and the boys take up the other couch. Steve pulls you into his lap while Bucky cuddles up next to Sam. You can see Bucky, peppering kisses and scenting Sam as the movie starts to play. Slowly you begin to feel your bond with Sam opening up again and it feels like you can finally breathe.

Dinner was a success and so was the giant nest. So much so that Tony had commented about taking one of the other living rooms in the tower and turning it into a permanent nest. He pointed at you and asked you to be in charge of the project which you accepted.

In the elevator Steve had pulled Sam into his arms while you had wrapped your arms around Bucky. You pressed your cheek against his chest as the elevator ascended toward its destination. Once you were all in the apartment Steve and Bucky headed to your shared room to get ready for bed but Sam headed to his own room. It broke your heart to see him so disconnected so you followed him just to make sure he was alright.

You respected his space even though the door was open, you didn’t just walk into his room. Instead you leaned against the doorframe and watched as he sat on the edge of his bed.

“You don’t have to worry about me, sunshine. I’ll be ok, just need to unwind.” He tells you.

“I know. Is it ok if I stay anyway or do you prefer to be alone?”

It took him a moment but eventually asked you to stay. You walked over to him and stood in between his legs, placing your hands on his shoulders.

“What can I do to help? I hate seeing you like this.”

“I don’t know.” Sam shakes his head.

“What is making you feel like this? Did something happen on the mission?”

His beautiful brown eyes that were usually bright and happy are now filled with worry and sorrow. “I don't want to bother you with it.”

“You’re not bothering me. I want to help. You’re always there to help us, making us feel better when Steve, Bucky or I have a nightmare. Let me do the same for you.”

Sam took a deep breath and then nodded.

“During the mission there was a few minutes no one could contact Steve and Bucky. I had my eyes on them and then they were gone. I was trying to keep my calm for those few minutes but I thought they were gone.” Sam sniffles. “It brought back memories of when I had to watch my best friend die.”

“Oh baby.” You pull him in so that his head is resting against your chest. “I didn’t know about your best friend, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s ok. It’s been a while since it happened. I felt helpless in the field again and I never want to feel like that. It’s my job to have their backs and I failed.”

“You didn’t fail.” Steve said from the door. Bucky stood behind him, worry evident in his gaze. “Can we come in?”

Sam nods and Steve and Bucky sit on either side of him.

“Baby, why didn’t you tell us?”

“I just didn’t want to bother you. I’ll be fine.”

“We know,” Bucky says as he wraps an arm around Sam’s back. “But you don’t have to do it alone. You’re always there for us and we want to be there for you. And before you say anything, it doesn’t matter what any of us went through. Our trauma isn’t worse than yours. You deserve the same support you give us.”

“If you want to be alone we understand and we’ll give you your space. But we are more than willing to sit with you, talk or not talk about it. It’s whatever you need, baby.”

“I’d prefer if you stayed.”

You smile down at him before kissing his forehead.

“Now that’s my job.” Sam says.

“Everyone deserves forehead kisses.”

Sam pulls you into his lap and you yelp as he then stands up. You have no option but to hold onto him.

“Let’s get some rest, I’m exhausted.” He says as Steve and Bucky follow him out and into the shared room.

In bed you, Bucky and Steve doted on Sam. Giving him all the love and affection he could ever need and letting him know he was not alone. Never again would any of you have to deal with any of your past trauma alone.

Ch. 13

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I just love your alphas Steve and Ari! They way you write omegaverse is so interesting. My little Bucky loving heart would love if you wrote alpha Bucky please 🥺🙏🏻

Maybe someday I will, dear Anon 😊 Not in GOT universe, since Bucky there is a very powerful Beta, but in another universe sure.

I imagine Alpha Bucky as a very quiet one, almost gives you the cold, always angry vibe. And he's not into heated discussions and arguing. Oh no, if you step out of line, he's slamming you down right away. No threats growled out, just his physical power overwhelming you and his teeth at your neck. Calmly, patiently waiting until your body follows its natural instinct and completely surrenders.

Maybe you're a stray omega who always lived on her own and you were fine with that, moving around so that no pack would demand you join them. But then you venture into Bucky's territory and unfortunately you have a small accident as you try to run away from the patrolling wolves. Bucky decides on your fate right away - picking you up and carrying you himself to his den, to take care of your twisted ankle and because now you're his. Your reasoning isn't accepted. In Bucky's eyes you're a lone omega who needs protection. And since he's an alpha, you being an omega means you belong to him now.

He would spoil you, treat you like a queen, but he never loosens the figurative leash he has on you and always demands full submission.

#someday it may happen! but for now I have too many WIPs 😅 #bucky barnes x reader #alpha!bucky barnes #alpha bucky barnes x omega reader #bucky barnes x you #writing inspiration

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I’ve been looking for a fic for the longest time now... 18+ A/B/O

Alpha!Bucky, catches a scent in a crowd and follows it to Omega!Readers office. It has a lockdown protocol for feral alphas but the heavy metal door is no match for this super soldier alpha and he gets in and takes her right there on her desk and/or couch

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