#Incubus!Stucky x Enhanced!Female Reader

[americasass81]

Oh now Navy, just how did you come up with this little gem? I mean Ready To Comply was and still is a joy to read, but damn this is just a superb addition. Even with what you did to Brock. Did I like that? No. Will I get over it? Absolutely. It just all played out so perfectly. You're totally amazing and these two fics together make for one outstanding read. Thanks so much for sharing.

Mission Report

Pairings: Incubus!Stucky x Enhanced!Female Reader, Incubus!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Incubus!Steve Rogers x Female Reader Summary: After a night with the two demons, Brock comes to collect your body and faces the fury of all three of you. Word Count: Over 4k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, threesome, unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, spitroasting, blood, violence (shooting, stabbing, and more), physical and mental torture, dark elements, death, revenge, implied noncon, possessive behavior, supernatural elements, Incubus Stucky (that's a warning, lovelies!). A/N: Fic #10 and final fic for Navy's Trick or Treat Nonsense! I had to revisit my incubi the day before Halloween and this is a direct follow up to Ready to Comply. ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @firefly-graphics. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

Less than a day passed since Bucky and Steve claimed you as their own, but it felt like you always belonged to them. You were their eternal award for their capture. They were your reward for the pain you endured. The three of you would scorch the earth together.

Your captors weren't strong enough to endure the flames.

As you lay naked on the floor as instructed, you counted the footsteps as the squad members got closer. There were three pairs of heavy boots, one set which belonged to Brock Rumlow. You almost pushed yourself up when fiery anger coursed through your veins. You wanted him turned to ash just so you could watch the wind blow him away into nothingness. It would be glorious to smile in the face of his demise.

“She feels your rage, Buck. Reign it in,” Steve ordered from where he sat in the corner.

“No,” Bucky spoke in an almost laidback tone from the opposite corner. “Let her feel it.”

In the very short time they bound you to them, you figured out that Steve was the more assertive of the two. It didn't mean Bucky wasn't forceful when he had to be. At the moment though, he wanted you to feel a bit more of his impulsive side.

“Now isn’t the time,” Steve chastised, making Bucky scoff in reply.

You lost the concept of time the day you were unwillingly taken under Hydra's wing. Counting down the hours, minutes, and seconds did you no good as you waited for whatever horror they decided to unleash upon you. The days were no longer a precious gift, but a stark reminder that you were closer to death.

A sound reminiscent of a snarl escaped as you opened your mouth. “Hydra took everything from me,” you grumbled as angry tears sprang to your eyes. “I want their blood to stain the ground. I want it to paint the walls.”

Thanks to the demons in your cell, your demons, you would get your revenge. You would live to fight again. And you would live to serve them. You promised them forever, after all.

An odd sense of comfort surrounded you and allowed you to breathe a bit easier. “We can feel your pain, sweetheart,” Steve whispered.

Bucky hummed, the warmth doubling within your chest. “We can also feel your strength, doll.”

“We'll spill their blood,” the blonde promised as you blinked the tears away. “But not if you're impatient. We need you to act docile when they take you out of the room.”

“Stevie's right. We know you're angry. We all are. They'll pay. Trust us,” the brunette agreed. “And we'll have lots of fun along the way.”

Demons were many things and played lots of tricks, but one thing they wouldn't do was lie to you. It allowed you to let the hurt go for the time being. “I'll behave,” you whispered when the footsteps stopped in front of the door.

“That's our girl,” the incubi said in unison, the words wrapping around your heart and reminding you that you weren't alone in this fight.

The bond crackled between the three of you as the door swung open. It allowed you to remain still, just like they told you to. You made no move to cover yourself as the men observed you on the floor. Your demons also made no move to go toward them. With the symbol above the doorway, there was no way for them to escape.

Yet.

“Well, well, well. I thought we’d find a corpse when we opened the door,” Brock smirked. Instead of snapping back the way you wanted to, you made a wounded sound instead. “But I guess they fucked the fight out of you after all.”

“She was a lot of fun to play with,” Bucky said, the phantom touch of his claw moving along your back easing you. “Really does go pliant with a cock in her.”

You had to bite your lip to suppress your moan. They wrung so much pleasure out of you that you stopped counting the orgasms. You were certain their seed was still dripping out of your holes.

“She was stronger than most,” Steve added, one of his claws joining Bucky’s as you made another small sound. It was arousing as much as it was calming. As fun as it would be to beg for their cocks in front of these men, now wasn’t the time to play. And the guards weren’t an audience who deserved to watch you get off. “Feel free to bring her back.”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Fucking freaks,” Brock sneered, his hand tightening around the taser prod on his hip. “Get up, bitch. We don’t have all day.”

You slowly lifted your head and held a hand out. All you had to do was pretend just a little bit longer. “Help me,” you whispered.

His lip curled in a dark smirk as he stayed in place. “You really think I’m dumb enough to go in there? Nice fucking try. Crawl if you can't walk.”

Bucky growled in your mind and Steve’s fury simmered in your core as you began to drag yourself across the cold floor, both of your demons itching to attack when the men laughed at your “weakened” state. You let them have their fun. It would be one of the last things they ever did in this world. And it would be your laughter ringing in their ears once their souls went to Hell.

Soon.

Once you crawled far enough out of the room, the guards finally moved to grab you. They each took an arm and yanked you to your feet, uncaring of your discomfort, as your head lolled from side to side. Brock’s eyes lewedly dragged along your shivering frame before he grabbed your chin and forced you to look into his dark eyes. There was no mercy in his gaze.

And you felt none in your heart for him.

The fingers on your chin tightened painfully, but you didn’t give Brock the satisfaction of whimpering. “Did you learn your lesson?”

“Yes, sir,” you answered before he forced you to look over your shoulder, your neck straining from the angle. Bucky and Steve’s eyes glowed a furious shade of red as they moved to the center of the room and stared you both down. It would’ve frightened you if you didn’t know that they were yours.

“I think they miss you already. Slut,” Brock taunted, saliva hitting your cheek as he roughly released you and walked down the hall. “Bring her to my office. Let’s see her fight back when she can barely stand on her own two feet.”

Steve whispered one word as the men began to drag you away. “Now.”

A surge of energy flowed through you as you harshly shoved the guard to your right away with enough force that he smacked the wall. Before the other guard could react, you grabbed his gun from his holster and aimed at his head. “Safety first,” you said, firing a bullet through his skull.

“Stupid bitch,” the first guard snapped as he straightened up. You grabbed his wrist when he reached for his gun, his skin warming under your touch as he gasped air. Just as quickly as his skin grew hot, he grew deathly cold.

“You feel that?” Bucky moaned.

“I feel it,” Steve confirmed. “She's giving us his energy.”

You didn't know how you were doing that since Bucky and Steve used sex to drain life force. Were you a conduit now thanks to your bond? Just how powerful had they made you?

“Help,” the guard gasped before you pressed the gun to his forehead and fired. You smiled when his body hit the floor. It felt like minutes, but happened in the span of seconds.

The blood along the walls also brought an unexpected moan out of you.

Blood. Red. Lust.

“That’s our girl,” Steve praised.

“Good fucking girl,” Bucky added, their pride in you making you whimper.

“Really?” Brock muttered from the end of the hall as he turned to face you, his gun in hand as you shrugged. “I should’ve known you’d do something stupid. Now I need to hire two more men.”

“Actually, you’re the one who did something stupid by giving me to them,” you said, gesturing behind you. “And we’re going to kill you.”

Your captor’s scoff made you smile more. He didn’t believe you, but you couldn’t wait to prove him wrong. “Just because you have the serum doesn't mean you're not expendable,” he said, aiming the gun at your heart. “Let's see you try and kill me with a bullet in your chest, bitch.”

“You’re not going to shoot me,” you spoke in a low and hypnotic voice. It wasn’t your own. Your demons were speaking through you. “You’re going to shoot the symbol above the door until you run out of bullets and drop your weapon.”

A bead of sweat rolled down Brock’s forehead as he slowly raised his arm higher, the veins in his neck straining as he tried to resist the order. He had every reason to be afraid. The marking was the only reason Bucky and Steve hadn’t killed him yet. Once they were free, he’d have to answer for his sins.

“What the fuck?” he asked.

“Doesn't feel good to not be in control, does it?” you replied, taking great pleasure in knowing he couldn't stop himself. “Shoot.”

You stared him down as he fired the first shot, watching him grit his teeth. Your nipples hardened as he fired again and you couldn’t help but dip a hand between your legs as power continued to move through you. It shouldn’t have aroused you so much with two dead bodies nearby, but revenge was exhilarating to say the least.

“Don’t get started without us,” Bucky called out, even as you envisioned him wrapping a hand around his cock. With a whine, you grudgingly stopped touching yourself. “I wanna taste you while he begs for his life.”

“Oh, he’ll beg,” Steve smirked, his claws scratching the wall by the door. “And we won’t listen to his prayers.”

“Shit,” Brock groaned, his arm trembling as he took his last shot.

The hall went silent as you dared to look behind you. Whatever marking that kept the demons trapped in that cell was gone now, lost in a pile of rubble and dust on the ground. “It’s time to play,” you said, urging them to come out.

The gun fell from Brock’s hand as Steve took the first step. He sighed happily when nothing prevented him from walking through, but the glow of his eyes was anything but comforting as he looked at Brock. With unnatural speed, he flew toward him as he reached for his radio. The snap of his wrist breaking was one of the best sounds you’d ever heard.

“Mmm. Break his other wrist, Stevie,” Bucky suggested as he stepped out of the room and joined you at your side. You gasped when he pulled you in front of him to grind his hips against you, his cock hard and hot against your skin. “Make him scream.”

“Fuck-” Brock screamed as Steve snapped his other wrist, his hands useless as the blonde demon grinned.

Steve brought his finger to his mouth and licked a drop of blood away. “You taste bitter,” he taunted before he lifted his head. “Another guard is on the way.”

Bucky chuckled as said man entered the hall a moment later. “All alone? That's brave and stupid.”

“Oh, my God,” he said as he surveyed the scene.

It had to be quite the sight. Blood and brain matter along the walls, the man's boss on the ground in pain, you and your demons naked and unafraid. Haunting and beautiful.

“There's no God here,” Bucky smirked as he lazily rocked his hips against you. “But feel free to pray anyway.”

“Do something!” Brock ordered through his pain.

Bucky spoke a command in his natural tongue as the guard dropped his gun. Fear radiated from him as he took a knife from his belt and turned the edge toward his throat. “I don't wanna-” he shoved the blade deep in his neck with wide eyes before he could finish his statement, gurgling as he collapsed.

“Die,” you whispered, completing his sentence.

You had to bite back a moan as Bucky turned your head to meet your lips in a filthy kiss, Steve smirking as he looked back at you two. The carnage fueled their need as much as yours. As the coppery scent of the blood continued to fill your nostrils, you justified that this was the right thing to do. The men made their beds.

They could die in them.

“Come in,” a voice on Brock's radio rang out.

“Shh. Don’t make a sound,” Steve ordered, grabbing Brock’s radio as the operative went eerily silent. His eyes bulged as the demon began to speak with his voice. “Go ahead.”

“Thought I heard commotion in the hall. Sent David in to assist. Do you need more backup? Over.”

“Negative. Subject tried to escape and we subdued her. All clear. But no one is to go in the South Wing, no matter what you see or hear. And tell all S.T.R.I.K.E. members to gather in the debriefing room and await further instructions. Over.”

“But sir-”

Steve's eyes flashed as he continued to speak like Brock. “Did I fucking stutter? Get the men there and stay the fuck out of here. That's a direct order. Over.”

“Roger that.”

Bucky chuckled when Steve crushed the radio in his hand. No alarms rang out. No soldiers ran down the hall to recapture you. There were no lockdowns. Brock knew he was fucked.

And not in the way you would be.

“You know, Rumlow. You truly are a dark soul with a penchant for pain,” the brunette began, nipping your shoulder as his hands roamed your body. “We could’ve worked out some sort of deal with you. Given you true power. But you just had to lock us up.”

Something dark surfaced from the depths of your mind as you listened. You saw yourself curled up, naked and trembling, in the corner of a cell similar to the one they kept your demons in as Brock advanced on you. “Make yourself useful or you’ll die choking on my cock,” he threatened. It was a memory you kept locked away after they captured you and shot you up with the serum. One they thought they erased for good.

The anguish was almost enough to drown yourself in.

“And you just had to hurt our girl,” Steve snarled, swiping his claws across Brock’s cheek when you whined.

“No one hurts our girl,” Bucky growled over his cry as blood sprayed from the open wounds.

You no longer felt like you were drowning as they fed you strength, allowing you to see clearly again. You always wanted someone protective by your side. Someone to fight for you. Now you had two beside you.

“He can’t hurt me anymore,” you said as the blonde grabbed him by his hair and pulled him back down the hall toward you. He may have yanked a few strands out along the way. “Would you like to hear my mission report, Rumlow?”

His chest heaved a bit as he lay on the ground, trying to breath steadily through the pain. “Yes,” he lied, knowing better than to smart off again.

You arched your back when Bucky covered your breast with his hand, squeezing it gently as Steve joined you and began to play with the other. “You tossed me in their cell with the hopes they’d drain my energy, but I came out stronger. You know why? Because I gave myself to them. All of me,” you explained. A gunshot rang out before Brock screamed and grabbed his knee, the pistol you stole from the dead guard now in Steve's hand. “Their power flows through my veins and my soul belongs to them. We’re bound to each other.”

“And her energy is delicious. Just like her cunt,” Bucky smiled as he turned and shoved you into Steve’s arms. He sank to his knees and winked before he tossed your leg over his shoulder, nosing at your slit. “Hold my horns if you need to.”

“I supposed we should thank you,” Steve said, tossing the gun away. He brought a hand back to your breast, pinching your nipple as Bucky licked along your folds. You grabbed his horns and squeezed when his wicked tongue got to work. “Whatever you injected her with helped her survive what would've killed a normal human. And the more we fucked her, the more she needed us.”

“Such a greedy, pretty thing when she takes our cocks,” Bucky spoke against your pussy, the image of him fucking your throat while Steve took you from behind shimmering in your mind. You could feel them inside you, claiming you as theirs. “Didn’t even take much for her to come when we took her ass.”

Your holes clenched, desperate for them to fill you again. “You tried to turn me into a weapon,” you moaned, smiling as blood dripped from Brock’s leg. “I guess, in a way, you succeeded. Because we’re going to destroy Hydra.”

Bucky flicked the tip of his tongue against your clit as you squirmed. It wasn't enough. You needed more. “Three guards down.”

Steve smiled as he kissed along your neck, his lips lingering on your pulse. “And you’re next, Rumlow.”

“No,” Brock breathed, pushing himself up with his elbow. Fire filled your eyes when he met your gaze, his face going pale under your stare. Were your eyes glowing? “I-I can still join you. I can help.”

“I don’t think you can help us,” Steve said, nodding down to Bucky. His tongue stabbed deep with a moan as he swiped his hand along Brock’s thigh, his claws tearing through the tactical pants and skin. More blood splattered as he screamed in agony. “But you can bleed.”

“Beg. I want you to beg for me to save you,” you moaned, grinding against the brunette’s face before your expression twisted with anger. “I was innocent, you piece of shit.”

Where was your innocence now? Gone. Destroyed. But you made a choice. You allowed yourself to slip into darkness by joining forces with the incubi they captured. And you didn't regret it for a second.

“Please,” Brock said above a whisper, trying in vain to cover his wounds. How much had it taken for him to say that single word? “I-I was just following orders. I'm sorry. Save me.”

You regarded Brock with an unsympathetic gaze. You could show him compassion that he never bestowed upon you and let him see that there was still good in you. But where was the fun in that? What kindness did you possibly owe him?

You glanced back at Steve as you considered it, who merely smiled and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. You felt Bucky smile, too. They encouraged your fury, fueled it. These demons truly were glorious. Horrifying.

And they were yours.

“You're not sorry and you know the orders were bullshit. So as far as saving you?” You asked, smiling when the realization of his doom crossed his face. “No, I don’t think I will.”

Brock's hands flew to his head as he let out a cry of anguish. It filled the hall, like a song of agony as the lights flickered. The sound almost shook you to your core, but it fed into your growing darkness. You embraced it with a smile.

“Do you know who those screams in your head belong to?” Steve asked evenly as Brock continued to yell and thrash around. “That's the suffering of every person you ever hurt. All the pain you caused.”

Bucky pulled his mouth away to glare at him. “Including our girl.”

How many bodies had Brock and his men left on their path of destruction? How many lives had they ruined? It was only fair to return the favor.

“Stop it! Make it stop!” Brock cried, slamming the back of his head against the ground with enough force to crack it. “Stop!”

You cried out when Bucky shoved two fingers inside you, his claws careful not to cut you as he thrust deep. “You're close, doll. Dripping down my fingers,” he said, the sound of your wetness blending in beautifully with the wail of pain.

“He's close, too,” Steve said in your ear as he reached down to toy with your clit, playing with the sensitive bud with a grunt. You hardly paid any attention to Brock now, even as his body twitched and blood from his skull stained the floor. He was inconsequential to you as the light began to fade from his eyes. He was nothing. “It's the end for him.”

Bucky twisted his fingers with a smirk, your pussy quivering as you were ready to fall apart. “Come while he takes his last breath. Let go. Let it all go.”

Your vision swam as you did as he commanded, your entire body throbbing with pleasure. You felt the air leave Brock's lungs as bliss flooded you, Bucky's groan obscene as he brought his mout back to lick up your essence. Steve held onto you as you lost yourself, every part of you inside and out owned by their touch.

In that moment, you were invincible.

“Good fucking girl,” Bucky said, his mouth and chin wet from your release as he took his fingers out and lowered your shaky limb from his shoulder. “Damn. I thought he'd last a little longer. I wanted to shove his taser rod up his ass.”

“You still can,” Steve said, kissing your shoulder. “You did so well, sweetheart. You okay?”

The praise from both of them made you preen as you looked at the surrounding carnage, slowly coming down from your high. “I'm better than okay,” you exhaled, reaching out with your foot to nudge Brock's body, relief hitting you square in the chest when he didn’t move. Your tormentor was dead. And you wouldn't shed a single tear for him. “He's gone. He's really gone.”

“He is. And we're free, thanks to you, doll,” Bucky spoke, licking his fingers clean before he stroked himself, a cool shade of blue flickering from his red eyes. “Our mate.”

I'm theirs and they're mine.

And as their mate, you had to thank them. Take care of them. Worship their hard and aching cocks the way you were made to.

“Fuck me,” you breathed.

“With pleasure,” Steve smiled, putting you on your hands and knees before he sank down behind you. He shoved his thick cock inside you with no warning, the head of it practically kissing your cervix as you screamed. “This is just the beginning. We have more lives to destroy when we’re done fucking you. For now.”

Bucky tapped his cock against your cheek affectionately before he pushed inside your eager mouth. “Alexander Pierce. Jasper Sitwell. Everyone. We'll kill them all,” he promised, snapping his hips in time with Steve as you moaned, letting them use you like a ragdoll between them. But you didn't feel used in the slightest.

You felt complete.

“You're free,” Steve grunted, bringing his palm down on your ass with a sharp slap. “We're free.”

He was right. You were finally free from the shackles Hydra tried to put on you. And you couldn't wait for the carnage the three of you would continue to spread, once you could form a coherent thought. All you wanted for now was for them to paint every hole of yours until there wasn’t a drop left.

Bucky's head fell back with an excited moan, as if he read your mind. “And we have so much time to make up for. So take our cocks and let us fill your holes before we burn this place to the ground.”

That was a mission you were more than happy to complete.

So, THAT happened and I'm not sorry. Hehe. Love and thanks for reading! 🧡

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Another month, another rec list! Please make sure you give these gorgeous stories and writers the love they deserve. As always, you are responsible for your own media consumption. This blog along with the majority tagged are 18+ only and contain adult themes.

Sam Wilson ✨

Clubs and things by @samwilsonsbabymama

Sam Wilson x Reader

Heat by @fluffyprettykitty

Sam Wilson x female reader (no other specifications)

Naughty list by @lunarbuck

Sam Wilson x f!reader (any race)

Bucky Barnes & Steve Rogers ✨

Ready to comply by @navybrat817

Incubus!Stucky x Enhanced!Female Reader

Lee Bodecker ✨

Your guilty pleasure by @sweeterthanthis

Stepdad!Lee Bodecker x 18+F!Reader

Bucky Barnes ✨

Sunrise by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

boyfriend!bucky barnes x fem!reader

Red, white and you by @breakablebarnes

DILF! Bucky x MILF! reader

Marked by @jadedvibes

Beefy!Bucky x reader

Wrapped in red by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

Beefy!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Steve Rogers ✨

Tomorrowland by @onsunnyside

nomad!Steve Rogers x reader

Spoils of war by @navybrat817

Gladiator!Steve Rogers x female!reader

Sick little games by @cockslutpadalecki

Steve Rogers x Reader

Soldier Boy ✨

Fangirl crush by @targaryenvampireslayer

Soldier Boy x female reader

Lloyd Hansen & Nick Fowler ✨

Flying dirty by @jobean12-blog

Lloyd Hansen x reader, Nick Fowler x reader

Andy Barber ✨

Innocent by @jadedvibes

Andy Barber x reader

Off the clock by @straywords

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Ari Levinson ✨

We'll get there by @worksby-d

dad’s best friend!Ari Levinson x fem!Reader

Curtis Everett ✨

Together forever by @syntheticavenger

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Destroyer!Chris ✨

Something in the way by @sweeterthanthis

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Fall Masterlist - 2021

Hey, lovelies! These were my fics from the Fall season of 2021. Hope you enjoyed!

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9/2 - Not Stopping (Dean Winchester x Reader)

9/3 - Behave or Else (DBF!Scott Huffman x Reader)

9/11 - Quitting Time (Chris Beck x Reader)

9/12 - Remind Me (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

9/24 - Freshly Picked (Beefy Florist!Bucky Barnes x Reader) Beefy Florist Universe

9/26 - The Start of Something New (Mechanic Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader and Carpenter Alpha!Hal Carter)

10/3 - Ready to Comply (Incubus!Stucky x Enhanced!Reader)

10/10 - This Is the Hunt (Dark!Ransom Drysdale x Soft!Dark Female Reader)

10/19 - Tuesday Thots - Sunbeam (Ranch Hand!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader)

10/20 - Easy Access (Scott Huffman x Female Reader)

10/22 - Eternal Brand - Part 2 (Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers x Reader, Stucky x Reader) - Howling Commandos Tattoo AU Masterlist

10/24 - Husband and Wife (Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader)

10/26 - Tuesday Thots - Study Session (Alpha!Professor Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader x Alpha!Professor Hal Carter)

11/2 - Tuesday Thots - Riding It Out (Steve Rogers x Reader)

11/7 - Honeymoon Suite (Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader) - Sequel to Husband and Wife

11/9 - Tuesday Thots - Petal (Beefy Florist!Bucky Barnes x Reader) Beefy Florist Universe

11/23 - Budding Romance (Beefy Florist!Bucky Barnes x Reader) Beefy Florist Universe

11/26 - Home Again (Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader)

11/29 - A Proper Welcome (Mechanic Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader and Carpenter Alpha!Hal Carter) Alpha Neighbors Universe

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Mission Report

Pairings: Incubus!Stucky x Enhanced!Female Reader, Incubus!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Incubus!Steve Rogers x Female Reader Summary: After a night with the two demons, Brock comes to collect your body and faces the fury of all three of you. Word Count: Over 4k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, threesome, unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, spitroasting, blood, violence (shooting, stabbing, and more), physical and mental torture, dark elements, death, revenge, implied noncon, possessive behavior, supernatural elements, Incubus Stucky (that's a warning, lovelies!). A/N: Fic #10 and final fic for Navy's Trick or Treat Nonsense! I had to revisit my incubi the day before Halloween and this is a direct follow up to Ready to Comply. ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @firefly-graphics. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

Less than a day passed since Bucky and Steve claimed you as their own, but it felt like you always belonged to them. You were their eternal award for their capture. They were your reward for the pain you endured. The three of you would scorch the earth together.

Your captors weren't strong enough to endure the flames.

As you lay naked on the floor as instructed, you counted the footsteps as the squad members got closer. There were three pairs of heavy boots, one set which belonged to Brock Rumlow. You almost pushed yourself up when fiery anger coursed through your veins. You wanted him turned to ash just so you could watch the wind blow him away into nothingness. It would be glorious to smile in the face of his demise.

“She feels your rage, Buck. Reign it in,” Steve ordered from where he sat in the corner.

“No,” Bucky spoke in an almost laidback tone from the opposite corner. “Let her feel it.”

In the very short time they bound you to them, you figured out that Steve was the more assertive of the two. It didn't mean Bucky wasn't forceful when he had to be. At the moment though, he wanted you to feel a bit more of his impulsive side.

“Now isn’t the time,” Steve chastised, making Bucky scoff in reply.

You lost the concept of time the day you were unwillingly taken under Hydra's wing. Counting down the hours, minutes, and seconds did you no good as you waited for whatever horror they decided to unleash upon you. The days were no longer a precious gift, but a stark reminder that you were closer to death.

A sound reminiscent of a snarl escaped as you opened your mouth. “Hydra took everything from me,” you grumbled as angry tears sprang to your eyes. “I want their blood to stain the ground. I want it to paint the walls.”

Thanks to the demons in your cell, your demons, you would get your revenge. You would live to fight again. And you would live to serve them. You promised them forever, after all.

An odd sense of comfort surrounded you and allowed you to breathe a bit easier. “We can feel your pain, sweetheart,” Steve whispered.

Bucky hummed, the warmth doubling within your chest. “We can also feel your strength, doll.”

“We'll spill their blood,” the blonde promised as you blinked the tears away. “But not if you're impatient. We need you to act docile when they take you out of the room.”

“Stevie's right. We know you're angry. We all are. They'll pay. Trust us,” the brunette agreed. “And we'll have lots of fun along the way.”

Demons were many things and played lots of tricks, but one thing they wouldn't do was lie to you. It allowed you to let the hurt go for the time being. “I'll behave,” you whispered when the footsteps stopped in front of the door.

“That's our girl,” the incubi said in unison, the words wrapping around your heart and reminding you that you weren't alone in this fight.

The bond crackled between the three of you as the door swung open. It allowed you to remain still, just like they told you to. You made no move to cover yourself as the men observed you on the floor. Your demons also made no move to go toward them. With the symbol above the doorway, there was no way for them to escape.

Yet.

“Well, well, well. I thought we’d find a corpse when we opened the door,” Brock smirked. Instead of snapping back the way you wanted to, you made a wounded sound instead. “But I guess they fucked the fight out of you after all.”

“She was a lot of fun to play with,” Bucky said, the phantom touch of his claw moving along your back easing you. “Really does go pliant with a cock in her.”

You had to bite your lip to suppress your moan. They wrung so much pleasure out of you that you stopped counting the orgasms. You were certain their seed was still dripping out of your holes.

“She was stronger than most,” Steve added, one of his claws joining Bucky’s as you made another small sound. It was arousing as much as it was calming. As fun as it would be to beg for their cocks in front of these men, now wasn’t the time to play. And the guards weren’t an audience who deserved to watch you get off. “Feel free to bring her back.”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Fucking freaks,” Brock sneered, his hand tightening around the taser prod on his hip. “Get up, bitch. We don’t have all day.”

You slowly lifted your head and held a hand out. All you had to do was pretend just a little bit longer. “Help me,” you whispered.

His lip curled in a dark smirk as he stayed in place. “You really think I’m dumb enough to go in there? Nice fucking try. Crawl if you can't walk.”

Bucky growled in your mind and Steve’s fury simmered in your core as you began to drag yourself across the cold floor, both of your demons itching to attack when the men laughed at your “weakened” state. You let them have their fun. It would be one of the last things they ever did in this world. And it would be your laughter ringing in their ears once their souls went to Hell.

Soon.

Once you crawled far enough out of the room, the guards finally moved to grab you. They each took an arm and yanked you to your feet, uncaring of your discomfort, as your head lolled from side to side. Brock’s eyes lewedly dragged along your shivering frame before he grabbed your chin and forced you to look into his dark eyes. There was no mercy in his gaze.

And you felt none in your heart for him.

The fingers on your chin tightened painfully, but you didn’t give Brock the satisfaction of whimpering. “Did you learn your lesson?”

“Yes, sir,” you answered before he forced you to look over your shoulder, your neck straining from the angle. Bucky and Steve’s eyes glowed a furious shade of red as they moved to the center of the room and stared you both down. It would’ve frightened you if you didn’t know that they were yours.

“I think they miss you already. Slut,” Brock taunted, saliva hitting your cheek as he roughly released you and walked down the hall. “Bring her to my office. Let’s see her fight back when she can barely stand on her own two feet.”

Steve whispered one word as the men began to drag you away. “Now.”

A surge of energy flowed through you as you harshly shoved the guard to your right away with enough force that he smacked the wall. Before the other guard could react, you grabbed his gun from his holster and aimed at his head. “Safety first,” you said, firing a bullet through his skull.

“Stupid bitch,” the first guard snapped as he straightened up. You grabbed his wrist when he reached for his gun, his skin warming under your touch as he gasped air. Just as quickly as his skin grew hot, he grew deathly cold.

“You feel that?” Bucky moaned.

“I feel it,” Steve confirmed. “She's giving us his energy.”

You didn't know how you were doing that since Bucky and Steve used sex to drain life force. Were you a conduit now thanks to your bond? Just how powerful had they made you?

“Help,” the guard gasped before you pressed the gun to his forehead and fired. You smiled when his body hit the floor. It felt like minutes, but happened in the span of seconds.

The blood along the walls also brought an unexpected moan out of you.

Blood. Red. Lust.

“That’s our girl,” Steve praised.

“Good fucking girl,” Bucky added, their pride in you making you whimper.

“Really?” Brock muttered from the end of the hall as he turned to face you, his gun in hand as you shrugged. “I should’ve known you’d do something stupid. Now I need to hire two more men.”

“Actually, you’re the one who did something stupid by giving me to them,” you said, gesturing behind you. “And we’re going to kill you.”

Your captor’s scoff made you smile more. He didn’t believe you, but you couldn’t wait to prove him wrong. “Just because you have the serum doesn't mean you're not expendable,” he said, aiming the gun at your heart. “Let's see you try and kill me with a bullet in your chest, bitch.”

“You’re not going to shoot me,” you spoke in a low and hypnotic voice. It wasn’t your own. Your demons were speaking through you. “You’re going to shoot the symbol above the door until you run out of bullets and drop your weapon.”

A bead of sweat rolled down Brock’s forehead as he slowly raised his arm higher, the veins in his neck straining as he tried to resist the order. He had every reason to be afraid. The marking was the only reason Bucky and Steve hadn’t killed him yet. Once they were free, he’d have to answer for his sins.

“What the fuck?” he asked.

“Doesn't feel good to not be in control, does it?” you replied, taking great pleasure in knowing he couldn't stop himself. “Shoot.”

You stared him down as he fired the first shot, watching him grit his teeth. Your nipples hardened as he fired again and you couldn’t help but dip a hand between your legs as power continued to move through you. It shouldn’t have aroused you so much with two dead bodies nearby, but revenge was exhilarating to say the least.

“Don’t get started without us,” Bucky called out, even as you envisioned him wrapping a hand around his cock. With a whine, you grudgingly stopped touching yourself. “I wanna taste you while he begs for his life.”

“Oh, he’ll beg,” Steve smirked, his claws scratching the wall by the door. “And we won’t listen to his prayers.”

“Shit,” Brock groaned, his arm trembling as he took his last shot.

The hall went silent as you dared to look behind you. Whatever marking that kept the demons trapped in that cell was gone now, lost in a pile of rubble and dust on the ground. “It’s time to play,” you said, urging them to come out.

The gun fell from Brock’s hand as Steve took the first step. He sighed happily when nothing prevented him from walking through, but the glow of his eyes was anything but comforting as he looked at Brock. With unnatural speed, he flew toward him as he reached for his radio. The snap of his wrist breaking was one of the best sounds you’d ever heard.

“Mmm. Break his other wrist, Stevie,” Bucky suggested as he stepped out of the room and joined you at your side. You gasped when he pulled you in front of him to grind his hips against you, his cock hard and hot against your skin. “Make him scream.”

“Fuck-” Brock screamed as Steve snapped his other wrist, his hands useless as the blonde demon grinned.

Steve brought his finger to his mouth and licked a drop of blood away. “You taste bitter,” he taunted before he lifted his head. “Another guard is on the way.”

Bucky chuckled as said man entered the hall a moment later. “All alone? That's brave and stupid.”

“Oh, my God,” he said as he surveyed the scene.

It had to be quite the sight. Blood and brain matter along the walls, the man's boss on the ground in pain, you and your demons naked and unafraid. Haunting and beautiful.

“There's no God here,” Bucky smirked as he lazily rocked his hips against you. “But feel free to pray anyway.”

“Do something!” Brock ordered through his pain.

Bucky spoke a command in his natural tongue as the guard dropped his gun. Fear radiated from him as he took a knife from his belt and turned the edge toward his throat. “I don't wanna-” he shoved the blade deep in his neck with wide eyes before he could finish his statement, gurgling as he collapsed.

“Die,” you whispered, completing his sentence.

You had to bite back a moan as Bucky turned your head to meet your lips in a filthy kiss, Steve smirking as he looked back at you two. The carnage fueled their need as much as yours. As the coppery scent of the blood continued to fill your nostrils, you justified that this was the right thing to do. The men made their beds.

They could die in them.

“Come in,” a voice on Brock's radio rang out.

“Shh. Don’t make a sound,” Steve ordered, grabbing Brock’s radio as the operative went eerily silent. His eyes bulged as the demon began to speak with his voice. “Go ahead.”

“Thought I heard commotion in the hall. Sent David in to assist. Do you need more backup? Over.”

“Negative. Subject tried to escape and we subdued her. All clear. But no one is to go in the South Wing, no matter what you see or hear. And tell all S.T.R.I.K.E. members to gather in the debriefing room and await further instructions. Over.”

“But sir-”

Steve's eyes flashed as he continued to speak like Brock. “Did I fucking stutter? Get the men there and stay the fuck out of here. That's a direct order. Over.”

“Roger that.”

Bucky chuckled when Steve crushed the radio in his hand. No alarms rang out. No soldiers ran down the hall to recapture you. There were no lockdowns. Brock knew he was fucked.

And not in the way you would be.

“You know, Rumlow. You truly are a dark soul with a penchant for pain,” the brunette began, nipping your shoulder as his hands roamed your body. “We could’ve worked out some sort of deal with you. Given you true power. But you just had to lock us up.”

Something dark surfaced from the depths of your mind as you listened. You saw yourself curled up, naked and trembling, in the corner of a cell similar to the one they kept your demons in as Brock advanced on you. “Make yourself useful or you’ll die choking on my cock,” he threatened. It was a memory you kept locked away after they captured you and shot you up with the serum. One they thought they erased for good.

The anguish was almost enough to drown yourself in.

“And you just had to hurt our girl,” Steve snarled, swiping his claws across Brock’s cheek when you whined.

“No one hurts our girl,” Bucky growled over his cry as blood sprayed from the open wounds.

You no longer felt like you were drowning as they fed you strength, allowing you to see clearly again. You always wanted someone protective by your side. Someone to fight for you. Now you had two beside you.

“He can’t hurt me anymore,” you said as the blonde grabbed him by his hair and pulled him back down the hall toward you. He may have yanked a few strands out along the way. “Would you like to hear my mission report, Rumlow?”

His chest heaved a bit as he lay on the ground, trying to breath steadily through the pain. “Yes,” he lied, knowing better than to smart off again.

You arched your back when Bucky covered your breast with his hand, squeezing it gently as Steve joined you and began to play with the other. “You tossed me in their cell with the hopes they’d drain my energy, but I came out stronger. You know why? Because I gave myself to them. All of me,” you explained. A gunshot rang out before Brock screamed and grabbed his knee, the pistol you stole from the dead guard now in Steve's hand. “Their power flows through my veins and my soul belongs to them. We’re bound to each other.”

“And her energy is delicious. Just like her cunt,” Bucky smiled as he turned and shoved you into Steve’s arms. He sank to his knees and winked before he tossed your leg over his shoulder, nosing at your slit. “Hold my horns if you need to.”

“I supposed we should thank you,” Steve said, tossing the gun away. He brought a hand back to your breast, pinching your nipple as Bucky licked along your folds. You grabbed his horns and squeezed when his wicked tongue got to work. “Whatever you injected her with helped her survive what would've killed a normal human. And the more we fucked her, the more she needed us.”

“Such a greedy, pretty thing when she takes our cocks,” Bucky spoke against your pussy, the image of him fucking your throat while Steve took you from behind shimmering in your mind. You could feel them inside you, claiming you as theirs. “Didn’t even take much for her to come when we took her ass.”

Your holes clenched, desperate for them to fill you again. “You tried to turn me into a weapon,” you moaned, smiling as blood dripped from Brock’s leg. “I guess, in a way, you succeeded. Because we’re going to destroy Hydra.”

Bucky flicked the tip of his tongue against your clit as you squirmed. It wasn't enough. You needed more. “Three guards down.”

Steve smiled as he kissed along your neck, his lips lingering on your pulse. “And you’re next, Rumlow.”

“No,” Brock breathed, pushing himself up with his elbow. Fire filled your eyes when he met your gaze, his face going pale under your stare. Were your eyes glowing? “I-I can still join you. I can help.”

“I don’t think you can help us,” Steve said, nodding down to Bucky. His tongue stabbed deep with a moan as he swiped his hand along Brock’s thigh, his claws tearing through the tactical pants and skin. More blood splattered as he screamed in agony. “But you can bleed.”

“Beg. I want you to beg for me to save you,” you moaned, grinding against the brunette’s face before your expression twisted with anger. “I was innocent, you piece of shit.”

Where was your innocence now? Gone. Destroyed. But you made a choice. You allowed yourself to slip into darkness by joining forces with the incubi they captured. And you didn't regret it for a second.

“Please,” Brock said above a whisper, trying in vain to cover his wounds. How much had it taken for him to say that single word? “I-I was just following orders. I'm sorry. Save me.”

You regarded Brock with an unsympathetic gaze. You could show him compassion that he never bestowed upon you and let him see that there was still good in you. But where was the fun in that? What kindness did you possibly owe him?

You glanced back at Steve as you considered it, who merely smiled and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. You felt Bucky smile, too. They encouraged your fury, fueled it. These demons truly were glorious. Horrifying.

And they were yours.

“You're not sorry and you know the orders were bullshit. So as far as saving you?” You asked, smiling when the realization of his doom crossed his face. “No, I don’t think I will.”

Brock's hands flew to his head as he let out a cry of anguish. It filled the hall, like a song of agony as the lights flickered. The sound almost shook you to your core, but it fed into your growing darkness. You embraced it with a smile.

“Do you know who those screams in your head belong to?” Steve asked evenly as Brock continued to yell and thrash around. “That's the suffering of every person you ever hurt. All the pain you caused.”

Bucky pulled his mouth away to glare at him. “Including our girl.”

How many bodies had Brock and his men left on their path of destruction? How many lives had they ruined? It was only fair to return the favor.

“Stop it! Make it stop!” Brock cried, slamming the back of his head against the ground with enough force to crack it. “Stop!”

You cried out when Bucky shoved two fingers inside you, his claws careful not to cut you as he thrust deep. “You're close, doll. Dripping down my fingers,” he said, the sound of your wetness blending in beautifully with the wail of pain.

“He's close, too,” Steve said in your ear as he reached down to toy with your clit, playing with the sensitive bud with a grunt. You hardly paid any attention to Brock now, even as his body twitched and blood from his skull stained the floor. He was inconsequential to you as the light began to fade from his eyes. He was nothing. “It's the end for him.”

Bucky twisted his fingers with a smirk, your pussy quivering as you were ready to fall apart. “Come while he takes his last breath. Let go. Let it all go.”

Your vision swam as you did as he commanded, your entire body throbbing with pleasure. You felt the air leave Brock's lungs as bliss flooded you, Bucky's groan obscene as he brought his mout back to lick up your essence. Steve held onto you as you lost yourself, every part of you inside and out owned by their touch.

In that moment, you were invincible.

“Good fucking girl,” Bucky said, his mouth and chin wet from your release as he took his fingers out and lowered your shaky limb from his shoulder. “Damn. I thought he'd last a little longer. I wanted to shove his taser rod up his ass.”

“You still can,” Steve said, kissing your shoulder. “You did so well, sweetheart. You okay?”

The praise from both of them made you preen as you looked at the surrounding carnage, slowly coming down from your high. “I'm better than okay,” you exhaled, reaching out with your foot to nudge Brock's body, relief hitting you square in the chest when he didn’t move. Your tormentor was dead. And you wouldn't shed a single tear for him. “He's gone. He's really gone.”

“He is. And we're free, thanks to you, doll,” Bucky spoke, licking his fingers clean before he stroked himself, a cool shade of blue flickering from his red eyes. “Our mate.”

I'm theirs and they're mine.

And as their mate, you had to thank them. Take care of them. Worship their hard and aching cocks the way you were made to.

“Fuck me,” you breathed.

“With pleasure,” Steve smiled, putting you on your hands and knees before he sank down behind you. He shoved his thick cock inside you with no warning, the head of it practically kissing your cervix as you screamed. “This is just the beginning. We have more lives to destroy when we’re done fucking you. For now.”

Bucky tapped his cock against your cheek affectionately before he pushed inside your eager mouth. “Alexander Pierce. Jasper Sitwell. Everyone. We'll kill them all,” he promised, snapping his hips in time with Steve as you moaned, letting them use you like a ragdoll between them. But you didn't feel used in the slightest.

You felt complete.

“You're free,” Steve grunted, bringing his palm down on your ass with a sharp slap. “We're free.”

He was right. You were finally free from the shackles Hydra tried to put on you. And you couldn't wait for the carnage the three of you would continue to spread, once you could form a coherent thought. All you wanted for now was for them to paint every hole of yours until there wasn’t a drop left.

Bucky's head fell back with an excited moan, as if he read your mind. “And we have so much time to make up for. So take our cocks and let us fill your holes before we burn this place to the ground.”

That was a mission you were more than happy to complete.

So, THAT happened and I'm not sorry. Hehe. Love and thanks for reading! 🧡

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Pairings: Incubus!Stucky x Enhanced!Female Reader, Incubus!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Incubus!Steve Rogers x Female Reader Summary: You're given to two demons when you refuse to comply... but they may just be your salvation. Word Count: Almost 2.7k Warnings: Dubcon elements (do not read it this upsets you!), explicit sexual content, threesome, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it) vaginal sex, possessive behavior, threat of death, talks of violence, branding (reader is cut briefly), Incubus Stucky (that's a warning, lovelies!).

A/N: I can't participate in Kinktober and haven't had a lot of time to write, but I've been wanting to do something with a couple of our favorite boys. I hope you enjoy my take on Incubus demons. I'm proud that I was able to share this. ❤️

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Hydra should have known not to mess with forces they didn't understand, but they played by their own rules. And you? You refused to obey when they gave you the serum against your will. You would never fall in line. And that was why they considered you a failure… the experiment went wrong. 

Failures weren't tolerated with Hydra. The mistakes were either erased or corrected. You still came back swinging, no matter how many times they came close to making you shatter. Even after they destroyed everything you knew and loved.

Maybe your fighting spirit was the reason they kept you around… until now. 

"No mind wiping for you today, sweet cheeks," Rumlow smirked as guards dragged you to the cell at the end of the hall. The symbol above the door seemed to glow as he opened it. "Though I wouldn't mind strapping you back down."

"Fuck you," you hissed. 

"Oh, they will. Don't you worry. They haven't fed in days. All you had to do was follow orders, you dumb bitch," he taunted as the guards shoved you inside. "Enjoy, boys!"

The door slammed shut behind you as you righted yourself, the figures on the other end of the room slowly getting to their feet. You never saw the demons up close until this moment and it felt as if time stood still. Their presence was domineering, especially in the small space. The darkness didn't shield their muscular frames… or the fact that they were naked.. 

To this day, you weren't sure how the organization lured the demons here. What you did know was that they fed on energy… life force… and most of the soldiers and agents who entered this cell didn't leave alive. Those who did survive didn't last long much after. Incubi. That was the word whispered in the halls. 

"Look, Buck… brought us a pretty one today," the blonde said, the timber of his voice making you shiver as he stepped forward. He would have looked human if not have the two small horns… or the glow in his eyes.

The other, the brunette, didn't utter a word as he moved closer. How did a being so large move so sensually? They didn't frighten you the way he should have. Perhaps fear died with you the moment the serum entered your veins. 

"Stay back," you still whispered, unsure of how exactly you could bargain with them. 

"I don't think you're in a position to give orders. So be a good girl and tell us your name," the blonde urged with a false smile.

You said it above a whisper, unable to ignore the rich sound of his voice. 

"Beautiful. I'm Steve. That's Bucky. Our human names are much easier to pronounce," he smirked as his eyes raked over your body. "Bet you're a screamer. What do you think of her, Buck?"

The gleam of his metal arm drew your attention until you felt warmth on your breasts and between your thighs. Your knees buckled as you felt hands and tongues move along your heated skin, even as they stood feet away. Your nipples hardened against your shirt and you felt the urge to rip the fabric away. 

What the fuck?

"Very pretty, Stevie… responsive."

"And… strong," Steve cocked his head as he considered you. "The others fell to their knees quickly. She's still standing… struggling, but standing."

"Been some time since we've had a challenge."

You felt bile rise to your throat as you thought of the others in their clutches. "What… are you doing to me?" you asked through your teeth, struggling to keep your breathing steady as you felt pressure against your throbbing cunt. 

"We haven't done anything yet. That's just…" Steve pondered for a moment. "Oh, what do you mortals call it? Foreplay."

Obscene images flashed in your mind of your body trapped between the two of them. You could hear their grunts and growls as you felt your holes being stretched, as if they were doing so with their cocks. You covered your mouth to smother your cries, even as pleasure quickly rose in your core. Were both of them feeding you these images? What else could they do?

"Whatever you're doing… stop," you ordered with more confidence than you felt as you lowered your hand, visibly trembling when you saw how hard they were. They were unashamed, proud. How long did most last before they succumbed? What good were your strengths and reflexes if you couldn't stop this from happening? "Get out of my head."

"And get inside your cunt instead? Can smell how wet you are and we haven't laid a finger on you," Bucky pointed out as he watched you try to stay in control. "Don't ignore your… natural instincts."

You should have felt humiliated as blood rushed to your cheeks, but you managed a glare. It wasn't your fault your body reacted this way and you refused to beg for mercy. Was your pride that important?

"A stubborn one," Steve smiled. "It's okay. You won't feel any pain. Only bliss when we let you leave this world."

"But, Steve, she could keep us fed for days… weeks. Can't you feel her energy?" Bucky questioned as if you weren't about to drop to the floor and writhe as you felt a phantom touch circle your clit. "Fuck, I've never felt anything like it. I need more."

"Then let's take it."

"No, I don't want this," you snapped as you straightened up, seeing their nails extend to small claws. Would they cut you open? Claw you to pieces?

"You think we wanted this?" Bucky asked, his voice dropping an octave as his hand shot forward. He easily tore through your top, but was careful not to break your skin. "To be prisoners? To be studied?"

The symbol above the door. That's what was keeping them there. "I'm a prisoner, too," you swore as Steve moved behind you and tore through your remaining clothes, leaving you as bare as they were. 

"And why should we believe that?" he whispered in your ear, hearing his quiet fury. You understood his anger. Demons or not, they didn't ask to be here.

But their rage… could work in your favor.

"They took me… changed me. Why do you think I'm stronger than the others you've met?" you didn't wait for them to respond. "I hate them as much as you do. I'll find a way to get you out if you let me live. You can leave… or you can kill them for keeping you here."

Bucky brought his nose to your neck, dragging it along your skin. "She is strong, Steve. And she's telling the truth. Let’s keep her."

Steve moved a claw down your shivering spine as he contemplated his companion's words. "I wouldn't mind keeping you," he said to himself as you tilted your head back. "Why did they send you to us?" he asked curiously.

"I refused to follow their orders," you said easily, staying still as you felt another claw trace your hip.

"You are stubborn. I admire that," Steve's voice was almost fond. "If we let you live… you will follow our orders and behave," he added. Something about how he said that made you want to submit. "Be a good soldier so you can get us out of here."

"And if we let you live… you'll belong to us," Bucky added, his voice filled with the promise of a dark reward as dragged his tongue over your racing pulse. "Is that clear?"

Were you trading one prison for another? At least with them, you would feel something besides pain. "I swear it."

Bucky groaned as he yanked you away from Steve and dragged you to the bed, depositing you on the mattress. "Mmm. Not good enough."

"I promise," you swore as you recovered and got your knees. It almost looked like you were praying, but God wouldn't save you tonight. Or any other night. 

"Humans know nothing about promises," Bucky mocked as he joined you and brought his hands to your breasts. "We need more than that."

"I swear. I give you my word," you moaned, as your nipples brushed his palms, more images playing in your mind. Were they toying with you? Playing with their food before they devoured you?

"Words mean nothing," Steve growled as he appeared behind you again and rocked his cock against your ass. "You have to give yourself over completely. Your body? Ours."

"Your soul? Ours," Bucky said against your lips. 

"And your pleasure?" Steve moaned as you began to pant. "All ours."

This was why Hydra shouldn't have messed with forces they didn't understand. Because you had no loyalty to them. But these creatures? You could have a place with them. "I'm yours."

"Not yet," Bucky rumbled, cutting into your chest without warning.

You cried out as both began to speak in a language you didn't understand. The pain blossomed into ecstasy as they chanted, your head falling back as colors danced behind eyes. The wound healed in seconds, but you felt something close over your heart… and your womb. 

"You feel it, don't you? The burn… the binding. Let it take over,” Bucky explained as you began to relax. “That’s it. You're doing so well," he praised, spreading your knees further apart as he slid his hardness along your soaked folds.

"A little more and she'll be ours. She needs to be owned, Buck," Steve said as he lightly bit along your neck. They were going to mark you from the inside out. "But she also needs to beg a little, don't you think?"

"She does," he agreed, gripping your chin with his metal hand. His glowing eyes bore into yours and you wondered how many saw them as they took their last breath. "Beg to be ours. I know you can."

You swore to be good and follow their orders. It was a test you wouldn't fail. "Make me yours… completely. Please."

Being owned wasn't a gentle thing. 

Bucky's cock stretched you beyond your capacity as he sheathed you, your mouth open in a silent scream. Desire swept across his handsome face as you tried to adjust to his size. Your walls felt hot around him, on the cusp of an orgasm that had been building since their powers touched you. But you didn’t come. Your body wouldn’t allow you to slip into euphoria yet.

"Humans..  all the same. Go pliant as soon as they have a cock in them. But you… you're special."

You clung desperately to Bucky as he began to rock his hips, capturing your mouth as the coil tightened in your stomach. Even the taste of him seemed to brand your tongue. Steve, not to be ignored, brought his hands to your hips and guided you. 

You tried to keep your bearings even as you were slick with need, your body fitting between their frames in a way you weren't prepared for. You hadn't planned to be possessed and taken when you were thrown in here, but life was full of surprises. If this was the price you had to pay to be free of this hell, you were more than willing to pay it.

“Taste her, Stevie,” Bucky ordered when he allowed you to breathe. “Never had an aura like hers.”

Steve bent your head back, his kiss just as feverish as his tongue invaded your mouth. His growl reverberated through your entire being. If you survived them, it would be a miracle.

“More,” he snarled against your lips. 

“They haven’t fed in days.”

Bucky’s cock slipped free of your soaked hole, immediately replaced by Steve’s as you cried out. His girth was just as massive, making your cunt burn as he drove into you. You didn't bother to hold back your sounds as his cock thrust in and out of you, uncaring if anyone outside of the cell heard. They would know soon enough who you belonged to. 

"You love being filled by us, don't you?" Bucky teased, chuckling when you nodded. 

Steve pressed a deceptively gentle kiss behind your ear as he rutted faster, gripping him tighter. "That’s how it’s going to be from now on. Every hole… every inch of you will be ours. You won't know anything outside of us."

Each thrust drove the breath from your lungs, reminding yourself to breathe. You couldn’t recall the last time you were taken like this. Did you ever know the true meaning of pleasure before?

“Think you’ll make her come first?” Bucky asked, nipping along your jaw with a moan.

“I may not let her come,” Steve threatened as he pulled out.

“No… please!” you begged as Bucky slipped back inside you. 

“Don’t be mean, Stevie. Look at her,” he praised, pushing you back against Steve’s chest as he kept a steady pace. Your chest heaved as he bent down and ran his tongue along one of your aching nipples. “Feel her. Never had a cunt like this. Dripping and begging for more.”

“She hasn’t screamed yet. I’m not letting her come until she fucking screams,” Steve snarled.

“Fuck! Let me come, please!” 

“Better… but you can be louder than that, sweetheart. Give us everything.”

Tears filled your eyes as you screamed louder, your body aching for release as they took from you. They continued to slip their cocks in and out of you, taking turns carving out a home inside you. The longer it went on, the heavier your eyes got. You were shocked you still had the strength to yell. 

“Fuck, you’re beautiful when you’re cock drunk,” Bucky grunted as he moved faster, starting to chase his release. “So fucking good for us and this is just the beginning.”

“This is forever,” Steve moaned, reaching around to find your clit. Tears finally fell when he firmly rubbed it, but you still didn’t come. You were so close. “I told you… your pleasure is ours. You don’t come until we let you.”

“Pl… Please. Need… to be yours,” you pleaded, your vision swimming in a sea of red as each thrust hit that sweet spot dead on. You didn’t know how much more you could take. 

“That’s our good girl. Come,” Bucky said, his words buzzing in your head as the coil finally snapped.

The scream that ran out in the room was unrecognizable. It was torn from your very soul as you came harder than you ever thought possible. You pulsed and pulsed around the cock inside you, your essence coating him as pleasure kept hitting you. 

“Fuck… that’s fucking it. Give it to us,” Bucky groaned as he tipped over the edge. 

You gave another weak cry as he painted your walls, the feel triggering another orgasm. Your walls quivered as your head fell back, panting as you tried to ride it out. How was it possible to come again so quickly?

“Give us one more,” Bucky smirked as he took himself out.

“I… I can’t,” you whimpered as Steve pushed back inside, the lewd squelching sound making your body heat up all over again.

“Yes, you can. You’re ours. You gave yourself to us. So if we say come… you fucking come.”

“Fuck!” you sobbed, your pussy tightening as he growled out his release. You nearly passed out as seconds passed, the sounds of heavy breathing soothing you as you suddenly felt cold. But you were alive. More than ever before.

“Oh, doll. We took a lot, huh?” Bucky asked as he kissed your forehead. “But you took us, too, didn’t you?”

“Yes,” you mumbled, feeling a hand around your neck to keep your head upright. 

“And you’re ours, aren’t you?” Steve questioned.

“Yes,” you said again, a blissful smile on your face. “I’m yours.”

“Good…” Bucky smiled, bringing his mouth back to your lips. “We’ll let you rest for a few minutes. We still have two other holes to fill.”

A smirk formed on your tired face, thinking of the carnage the three of you would cause once Rumlow came to collect you. “I’m ready to comply.”

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[potatothots]

Ready to Comply

Pairings: Incubus!Stucky x Enhanced!Female Reader, Incubus!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Incubus!Steve Rogers x Female Reader Summary: You’re given to two demons when you refuse to comply… but they may just be your salvation. Word Count: Almost 2.7k Warnings: Dubcon elements (do not read it this upsets you!), explicit sexual content, threesome, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it) vaginal sex, possessive behavior, threat of death, talks of violence, branding (reader is cut briefly), Incubus Stucky (that’s a warning, lovelies!).

A/N: I can’t participate in Kinktober and haven’t had a lot of time to write, but I’ve been wanting to do something with a couple of our favorite boys. I hope you enjoy my take on Incubus demons. I’m proud that I was able to share this. ❤️

Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog​ for new fics and notifications. Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please comment and reblog if you’re inclined! 18+ please!!! - Banners by the lovely @its-just-may​ and moodboard by yours truly.

Hydra should have known not to mess with forces they didn’t understand, but they played by their own rules. And you? You refused to obey when they gave you the serum against your will. You would never fall in line. And that was why they considered you a failure… the experiment went wrong. 

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[girl-lost-not-found]

Ready to Comply

Pairings: Incubus!Stucky x Enhanced!Female Reader, Incubus!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Incubus!Steve Rogers x Female Reader Summary: You’re given to two demons when you refuse to comply… but they may just be your salvation. Word Count: Almost 2.7k Warnings: Dubcon elements (do not read it this upsets you!), explicit sexual content, threesome, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it) vaginal sex, possessive behavior, threat of death, talks of violence, branding (reader is cut briefly), Incubus Stucky (that’s a warning, lovelies!).

A/N: I can’t participate in Kinktober and haven’t had a lot of time to write, but I’ve been wanting to do something with a couple of our favorite boys. I hope you enjoy my take on Incubus demons. I’m proud that I was able to share this. ❤️

Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog​ for new fics and notifications. Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please comment and reblog if you’re inclined! 18+ please!!! - Banners by the lovely @its-just-may​ and moodboard by yours truly.

Hydra should have known not to mess with forces they didn’t understand, but they played by their own rules. And you? You refused to obey when they gave you the serum against your will. You would never fall in line. And that was why they considered you a failure… the experiment went wrong. 

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[pigwidgeonxo]

Oh holy b-jebus. Navy, what are you doing to us!?

This! This was really something else ... even for Stucky 👀

I'm ready to sign over my body, soul and pleasure. I'm ready to comply, just point me in their direction please? ... And thank you 💋

Ready to Comply

Pairings: Incubus!Stucky x Enhanced!Female Reader, Incubus!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Incubus!Steve Rogers x Female Reader Summary: You’re given to two demons when you refuse to comply… but they may just be your salvation. Word Count: Almost 2.7k Warnings: Dubcon elements (do not read it this upsets you!), explicit sexual content, threesome, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it) vaginal sex, possessive behavior, threat of death, talks of violence, branding (reader is cut briefly), Incubus Stucky (that’s a warning, lovelies!).

A/N: I can’t participate in Kinktober and haven’t had a lot of time to write, but I’ve been wanting to do something with a couple of our favorite boys. I hope you enjoy my take on Incubus demons. I’m proud that I was able to share this. ❤️

Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog​ for new fics and notifications. Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please comment and reblog if you’re inclined! 18+ please!!! - Banners by the lovely @its-just-may​ and moodboard by yours truly.

Hydra should have known not to mess with forces they didn’t understand, but they played by their own rules. And you? You refused to obey when they gave you the serum against your will. You would never fall in line. And that was why they considered you a failure… the experiment went wrong. 

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[slothspaghettiwrites]

Ugh Navy yesssssss I'd happily let them feed from me all they want. 🤤

Ready to Comply

Pairings: Incubus!Stucky x Enhanced!Female Reader, Incubus!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Incubus!Steve Rogers x Female Reader Summary: You’re given to two demons when you refuse to comply… but they may just be your salvation. Word Count: Almost 2.7k Warnings: Dubcon elements (do not read it this upsets you!), explicit sexual content, threesome, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it) vaginal sex, possessive behavior, threat of death, talks of violence, branding (reader is cut briefly), Incubus Stucky (that’s a warning, lovelies!).

A/N: I can’t participate in Kinktober and haven’t had a lot of time to write, but I’ve been wanting to do something with a couple of our favorite boys. I hope you enjoy my take on Incubus demons. I’m proud that I was able to share this. ❤️

Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog​ for new fics and notifications. Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please comment and reblog if you’re inclined! 18+ please!!! - Banners by the lovely @its-just-may​ and moodboard by yours truly.

Hydra should have known not to mess with forces they didn’t understand, but they played by their own rules. And you? You refused to obey when they gave you the serum against your will. You would never fall in line. And that was why they considered you a failure… the experiment went wrong. 

Keep reading