#Stucky x female reader

[buck-star]

Little perv | Stucky

Co-Written with @lanabuckybarnes

// Pairing //

Stepbrother!Bucky Barnes x Stepsister!Reader x BestFriend!Steve Rogers

// Summary //

You didn’t mean to walk into Steve but when you do and he tells your stepbrother about it, they will teach you a lesson how to be a good girl.

// Wordcount //

4.956 Words

// Warnings //

18+, Minors DNI, dubcon, stepcest, smut, threesome, both boys are dicks and cute, they are both huge, fingering (fem!receiving), oral (male!receiving), deep throating, choking, crying during sex, degrading, unprotected p in v, anal play, unprotected anal sex, double penetration, spitting, slapping, praises, pet names (sweetheart, babygirl), aftercare

// Authors Note //

This oneshot is co-written with @lanabuckybarnes, I wanna say thank you bbg, for listening to all the ideas, coming up with your own ideas. And especially for helping me to write it while I freaked out. This wouldn’t be as filthy and it wouldn’t even exist with your help, so thanks for writing this together with me.

// Events //

Build-A-Bucky-Bingo | BABB055 | December | Sensory Play | @buckybarnesevents | LGBTQ+ Bingo | G4 | Bisexual Threesome | @lgbtqbingo | Stucky Bingo: Round 5 | 5089 | B2 | Kink: Double Penetration | @stuckybingo

// Masterlist | Stucky Masterlist //

You groaned as you heard the shower running; your body was aching and you were in dire need of the relaxing feel of the water over your body—low and behold just as you’d grabbed your towels Bucky’s friend Steve had stolen the shower from you.

To say you were irritated was an understatement, you’d been dealing with shit like this ever since your dad’s new girlfriend moved in with her man-child son. Bucky was the quarterback of your college football team, a complete catch for any stupid girl silly enough to believe his charming eyes and wicked tongue, which you found out was quite a lot of girls; almost every weekend he’d hop out to a party and either come home reeking of sex and booze or with a girl clung to his hip, sucking dark marks into his thick neck as his large hands ran over her body— they would barely make it into his bedroom before she was moaning like a pornstar and he was growling like a fucking animal.

You suspected all that fucking booze and constant bashing into other burly men had gotten to his brain because he had a teasing, arrogant, don’t-give-a-fuck attitude that rolled off his body in waves. And by god did he love making you squirm.

The first time it happened you brushed it off, after all, he was probably so used to walking around in only his sweatpants; they hung low, the waistband of his briefs easily visible, accentuating his Adonis belt and soft happy trail that sunk below his pants.

You thought you’d stopped your gawking quick enough but Bucky had caught you—and you were in for it now.

Ever since that day Bucky had been more relaxed in the clothing department when he was around you, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d worn a shirt around you; his corded muscles rippling under his tanned skin, biceps bigger than your head bulging as he brought his water bottle up to his plush lips, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he gulped down the cold liquid. He tried his best to bite back the shit-eating grin threatening to plaster over his face as he shuffled by you, tall frame looming over you, your ass rubbing against the front of his sweats ‘accidentally’. After a quick glance your way the smile broke free, you’d stopped stirring your tea, head dipped to hide your reddened face behind your locks of hair but no amount of effort could wipe the mortification you felt and Bucky was loving it.

And now he’d even roped his friend into this absurdity.

Noting that the shower had finally stopped you gathered your towels and other toiletries in your arms and shuffled down the hall, bare feet slapping against the hardwood as you walked. Bucky’s room door lay adjacent, shooting noises and cursing flowing through the crack as he played whatever goddamn game that had him up at 4am most nights.

You were so distracted by Bucky you neglected to knock on the bathroom door to make sure it was well and truly empty.

“Well, what do we have here?” Steve’s cocky voice broke you from your trance, his hair pushed back and a towel hung low on his hips showing off his washboard-like abs; he wasn’t as wide as Bucky but definitely just as built. His blue eyes watched you from the mirror above the sink.

Your mouth gaped and shut like a fish out of water as you stuttered over your words, your brain shutting down at the worst possible time ‘Stupid fucking brain’.

“Never knew Buck's new step sis was such a fucking perv” he turned, hand gripping the waist of his towel as he stalked forward until you stumbled over your own feet, your items falling as you reached out instinctively to grab at something close to you— unfortunately that happened to be Steve’s towel.

“Wow! Tryna strip me now huh?” He chuckled, thick fingers gripping your wrist, his towel remaining in place thanks to his earlier hold.

“No-I” you tried to speak but his stormy eyes shot you down quickly.

“Sureee” he smirked, tongue poking against the inside of his cheek “We’ll see what Bucky has to say about this” he finished and before you could react he’d dragged your body down the hall and into Bucky’s room.

“I—I don’t think Bucky wants to know anything about it. And I— uhm I’m it was an accident to walk into the bathroom while you are still in here,” you mumbled, every thought washed out of your mind.

Steve chuckled, pushing you away from him causing you to stumble through the room until you were standing in the middle of it, facing Bucky with widened eyes and slightly parted lips.

“Didn’t know your sister is such a perv, Buck. Came into the bathroom and when I asked her about it she wanted to take away the towel around my waist,” the blonde-haired man laughed. He walked closer to you, his hands gripping your waist before he pushed you closer to Bucky who was sitting on the bed.

Bucky’s legs were dangling down off the edge of it, he smirked at you with that shitty knowing and arrogant smirk. You blushed softly when he held his hands out for you to grab, when you didn’t take his hands Steve pushed you closer until Bucky was able to grasp at you and pull you closer to him.

“Are you that much of a needy girl?” Bucky cooed, pulling you down until you were seated on his thigh. His thick muscles were pressing perfectly against your throbbing cunt and you couldn’t help yourself, your hips slowly grinding you on his leg. “Oh, you really are a needy little whore, say it, babygirl, tell us that you’re such a horny little bitch for us.”

You whimpered, his thick thigh pressed against your pussy was too much for you to think straight. Bucky laughed darkly, his hands making their way to your waist and he helped you to grind on him.

“Stevie, look how fucking desperate she is, such a fucking whore for us. Say it, babygirl! Say it!” Bucky said in a stern tone. When you still didn’t answer his demands he stopped your movements. You whined, throwing your head back and hitting Steve’s lower stomach. You didn’t even realize he was so close to you but your head was resting against him now. “Fucking say it, bitch.”

“I—“ you cried out when Steve grasped your throat, his fingers were digging into your soft flesh and your eyes widened immediately. He didn’t let go of your throat, his fingers were digging more into your soft skin and you gasped. “I’m a whore for you.”

Both men chuckled, Steve loosened his grip and you inhaled deeply. Bucky still didn’t let you move on his thigh, he was looking up at Steve, nodding towards him and before you could have asked something you were turned around and tossed onto Bucky’s bed.

“Good girl, now ask daddy to let you suck his cock,” the brunette smirked, he was now standing next to Steve, both admiring you shamelessly. It felt a bit like you were nothing but a piece of meat for them, and maybe you were right now.

You didn’t answer him, your eyes just looking at them while you were placed on your back. “Think she wants to be punished, what do you think, Buck?”

A low groan left Bucky’s lips, he placed his hands on the waistband of his sweatpants, pushing them slowly down. Your eyes wander over his toned chest and abs to his hands which were going to reveal his hardening cock. Steve was making his way around the bed, one of his hands on his cock, palming himself and feeling himself getting harder underneath the towel.

Bucky pushed his sweatpants down eventually, his boxer briefs following and his cock sprung free. The tip was red, leaking with pre-cum and you whimpered once more. Your mind was too dizzy to care what both men were going to do with you, you just needed them, needing them to help the ache in your pussy.

“Open your mouth and suck daddy’s cock like the fucking little whore you are,” Bucky groaned, walking a step closer. He lowered himself slightly, his hand tapped your cheek lightly and you did as you were told. With a grunt he pushed his cock into your mouth, immediately thrusting forward when the warmth of your mouth surrounded his cock. Bucky couldn’t — he didn’t want to hold back his thrusts, he wanted you to take him completely into your sweet little mouth.

Steve who had settled on the bed, spread your legs apart, he’d taken off your pants already, the only fabric between him and your pussy was the thin sopping material of your panties. Steve ran his fingers up and down your inner thigh, inching closer to your soaked pussy. “Fucking soaked, making a mess in her panties.”

You moaned in response, Bucky’s cock moved in and out of your mouth, causing you to gag around his length. He didn’t care how much you sputtered and pushed his cock deeper into you, tears were streaming over your face and you quietly sobbed when he hit the back of your mouth over and over again.

Steve’s fingers were now circling your pussy, the fabric still covering your wetness but the intensity of his movements made you go crazy. He pinched your clit through your panties and you tried to move away from him but he held you in place. Steve then slipped his fingers under your panties, before deciding it wasn’t good enough and ripping the fabric into two pieces and throwing them away.

Any type of protest was muffled by Bucky’s cock, his pre-cum leaking onto your tongue and you hummed your satisfaction. “Yeah, that’s what you like, huh? Fucking desperate slut needs to be punished for your being so needy.”

Bucky guided his cock in and out of your mouth, loving the way your tears fell down your cheeks while he hit your throat with every push of his cock into your mouth. He groaned, his hand making its way around your throat and he squeezed your soft flesh slightly. Your eyes shot open, terror written in the color when he squeezed more and more.

You wiggled, trying to pull away from him but your stepbrother held you in place. He beamed down at you, then he loosened his grip around your throat and removed his cock, giving you a moment to breathe deeply. With a rough laugh he brought his hand to your jaw, and with a bit of pressure he made you open your mouth. Bucky was then spitting into your mouth, looking at the way you involuntarily swallowed his saliva.

“Fuck, you little bitch. You’re so fucking desperate, swallowing my spit like you’re gonna do with my cum,” he groaned, placing his cock back in your mouth, thrusting harshly and fast in and out of you.

Steve worked one of his fingers into your tight cunt, his fingers were moving between your folds for a while, gathering your arousal. But now he just needed to stretch out so he would be able to fit his huge, veiny cock into you. “You’re so fucking tight. Bucky didn’t know your little stepsis felt like a virgin.”

“Oh don’t worry, she might’ve not fucked a boy yet but I know she fucked herself, haven’t you, babygirl?” Bucky cooed. Steve chuckled, removing his finger before he was pressing his finger against your entrance once again. His thick finger entered you and he immediately pushed another finger into you, causing you to moan loudly — or at least as loud as possible with your stepbrother's cock down your throat. “Have heard you moaning my name like a desperate slut, fucking yourself with your small fingers, not even comparable to my cock, babygirl.”

You moaned around his huge length. Steve curled both of his fingers inside of you, hitting your sweet spot over and over again. The attempt to throw your head back was stopped by the bed and you only arched your back, pressing more against the blonde-haired man’s fingers.

“Don’t you dare to cum you fucking whore,” Bucky growled, his hand back around your throat and squeezing once again. Your eyes rolled back, pleasure growing inside of you especially when you felt Bucky’s cock twitch in your mouth, his balls slapping against your face.

You whined when Steve slipped his fingers out of your tight entrance, pushing one of his digits back into you so he felt you clench around him. “So tight, sweetheart. Can’t wait to fill you with my cock.”

Before you could respond in any way Bucky removed his cock, smirking at Steve like he got the best idea he could ever get into his mind. His tongue was poking out, gliding across his lips when he took a step back and grasped your hair, causing you to hiss. Bucky made you sit up, your front to Steve while your back was towards Bucky.

“Take off your shirt, sweetheart. Let me see your pretty tits, poor things, hidden by your clothes,” Steve mumbled, sitting on his knees in front of you. Your hands shook when you brought them to the hem of your shirt, slowly taking it off and revealing your bare body to the men.

Steve’s hands immediately reached out to place them on top of your breast, squeezing the soft flesh. A low moan escaped his lips the moment he saw your lips parting and a quiet moan leaving your perfect, pink lips. He played with your nipples, twirling them between his fingers until you were nothing but a whimpering and moaning mess.

“Get on your knees, sweetheart. Be a good girl, huh?” You moved a bit, getting on your knees and giving Steve better access between your wet folds. Bucky undresses himself as well, getting on the bed behind you, his big hands caressing your smaller frame.

Bucky and Steve were huge compared to you, and you between them made you feel even smaller. Their hands were roaming over your body, arousal was dripping out of your cunt, slowly wetting your inner thighs. You squirmed slightly, you wanted them to touch you properly, you needed them to fuck you.

“Impatient, babygirl? Do you know that bad girls get punished?” Bucky whispered into your ear, nibbling at your earlobe. He kissed down your neck, biting into your flesh before he licked over it and kissed the spot. “Are you going to be good for us?”

You nodded your head, letting it fall back against Bucky’s shoulder. Steve stroked his cock slowly, his thumb brushed over his plush head and he groaned while he smeared his pre-cum all over his tip and shaft. He then got closer to you, his cock placed in between your legs and he pushed his hips forward. Steve was grinding his length through your folds, your pussy clenched around nothing while his rock-hard cock pressed against your clit and he brushed his cock over it with every movement.

“Doing so good, sweetheart. Do you want my cock?” He asked, grinning at you when you nodded. Your head was still resting against Bucky’s shoulder. Just a moment after you nodded Steve’s hand flew across your face. Your eyes widened and tears built up in them, slowly rolling down your cheeks. Steve’s handprint appeared on your cheek, red and burning. “Shhh— I’m sorry, sweetheart. But you need to use your words.”

Steve mumbled before he pressed his soft, plump lips against your burning cheek. You hissed, but Bucky’s broad body behind you held you in place. To make it up to you, Steve grasped his cock and pushed it slowly into you, his cock stretched you out and you whined.

“Too big, Steve. Please, too big,” you mumbled, shutting your eyes tight. Your hands gripped whatever was close to you, his thick shoulders. Your fingers were digging into his flesh when he bottomed out inside you.

“Doing so good for us. Fuck, you’re right, sweetheart. Could immediately come in your pussy, you’re squeezing me so much already,” the blonde-haired man said, smirking when he looked at you.

Steve gave you a moment to adjust to his size, playing with your nipples. He twirled them between his fingers, squeezed your breasts and sucked softly at your sensitive skin. His cock was resting deep in your pussy, walls clenched violently around him and he needed to focus to not come immediately inside of you.

Meanwhile, Bucky was looking for some lube in his drawer, squirting some of the cold liquid on his fingers. He then placed his fingers on your even tighter hole, smearing the lube around before he pushed one of his digits against your tight muscle ring. You shake your head, not sure if you want him to fuck your ass but when Steve slowly moved his cock you melted into their embrace and let Bucky work his finger into your puckered hole.

Whines and moans were all that left your lips, desperate and needy to be fucked like a slut — exactly what both men did, at least when you were prepared for Bucky’s cock in your ass.

Bucky pushed his digit into you, and you welcomed him immediately, sucking him deeper inside you. A low chuckle left his lips and he looked at his best friend. “Fucking slut is sucking my finger into her ass like she is made to be fucked. Like to be fucked by two men, huh?”

You didn’t answer, too deep into the pleasure both of them gave you. Steve’s cock was twitching in your tight pussy, the feeling of him in you, making you still feel like he would rip you apart and Bucky’s finger moving deeper into your ass before he added another didn’t help your fogged mind.

“B—Bucky, please. N—Need you.” You weren't sure what came over you, your pussy was already hurting with Steve’s cock inside but Bucky would ruin your ass. It would hurt a lot more would he push in especially when you’re not stretched out with his fingers, but the pleasure you felt was just too good to wait for him to work you open for his pretty but huge cock.

“He has to stretch your tight ass before he can push into you, sweetheart. We don’t want you to have too much pain when we fuck you, it’s not just about us, it’s also about you,” Steve told you, his hips slowly moving against yours but just so slightly that you could cry out frustrated. The tip of his head was hitting your sweet spot with every movement and you felt the knot in your belly already tightening but he stopped his movements once again.

Bucky worked three of his fingers into your ass, he scissored them, stretching you out for his cock. And then he pulled them out of you, smirking about the frustrated whine that left your lips. “Needy, aren’t we, babygirl?”

You rolled your eyes, feeling the tip of his cock against your entrance. You wiggled your ass, trying to push against him but Steve grabbed your waist and held you in place.

Bucky grasped the lube once again, this time he squirted it onto his hard cock. Without warning he entered your puckered hole. Your eyes widened, your breath hitched and you felt the pain appear in your ass. This wasn’t quite comfortable, especially not with Steve’s cock pressing against the thin wall between his and Bucky’s cock inside of you.

“No— too—“ you got interrupted by another harsh slap but this time on your ass and Bucky was the one who brought his hand down against your skin.

“It will fit, we will make it fit and you will take us like the good fucking whore you are!” His voice was stern and not even Steve’s soft touches against your breasts and cheek didn’t help against the pain in your ass.

You nodded, letting him slide his dick inside of you. Both men were balls deep inside of you, giving you a moment to take a deep breath. It felt at the same time good and bad, you wanted to get off their cocks but at the same time, you needed them to fuck into you and destroy your holes in the most delicious way possible.

Steve was the first one who pulled out of you before he slammed his cock back into you. Bucky and his best friend were groaning just as loud as you moaned when Steve started to fuck you. Bucky followed his movements, and so you were kneeling between those broad men, two cocks inside of you while they slammed into you with such force.

The pain you felt quickly turned into pleasure and the desperate moans that left your lips showed that. Bucky was kissing along your neck, while Steve couldn’t stop himself any longer — his lips were pressing aggressively against yours but instead of pulling away you kissed him back.

The knot in your lower stomach was growing, their thick veiny cocks inside of you, stimulating your sweet spot and themselves made your mind go dizzy. “Please, please.”

“What do you need, babygirl? Do you want us to stop?” Bucky asked sweetly and you shook your head, lips parted when Steve used the moment to fuck even harder inside of you. The only sound that left your lips was a cry and your eyes rolled back. Bucky laughed, his hand sliding to your neck and he held it in a loose grip.

“Guess she wants us to make her come before we fill her up with our pretty babies,” Steve growled. “You’re doing so good, sweetheart. Fucking love that clenching pussy.”

Bucky hummed, agreeing with his best friend. Your walls were clenching around them and both could tell you were just as close as they were. With a harsh thrust from Bucky into your tight ass and a sloppy thrust into your pussy — which was still hitting your sweet spot — you came all over Steve’s cock. You were clenching around them painfully, sucking them even deeper into you while you squeezed them and it caused them to come inside of you.

Bucky’s hot breath hit the sweaty skin of your neck, and his grip around your throat tightens while he pumped his cum into your ass. Steve dug his fingers into your hips, rutting into you, groaning and throwing his head back.

“Fuck, so fucking tight. Take my cum, take my babies,” Steve moaned and you bit your lip when you thought about his words. Your mind was still dizzy and you could feel their heavy breaths on your skin, their sweaty body pressed against yours and their cum slowly dripping out of your holes.

“Taking our cum like a good little slut. Yeah, that’s what you are, our good slut. You look so beautiful when you come,” Bucky grinned and bit your neck slightly. Both were fucking you through your orgasm before they pulled out of you.

They had their hands still on your body, holding you in place while they watched your mixed cum dripping out of you and flowing down. Bucky dipped a finger into the mixture, bringing it to his mouth, and sucking on it before he repeated, only this time he held his finger in front of your mouth.

“Suck it clean, it tastes good. You taste so fucking good baby girl. Especially mixed with our cum,” he chuckled when you let him push his finger into your mouth, you sucked at it, moaning about the salty taste — it was delicious, and sucking Bucky’s finger was just as delicious as the cum.

You were so fucked out; so high on the aura of the room, both boys panting around you, trying to find a sliver of air around the sex-filled space.

“Fuck” Bucky groaned out as he stood from the bed, slightly pushing your form forward until you collapsed onto Steve’s awaiting body.

“There we are sweetheart you did so well, so good for us…took your punishment like a champ baby” Steve cooed, his thick fingers combing through your matted locks, separating the sweaty knots gently.

Bucky watched the pair as they settled against his headboard, smiling softly at just how fucked out you were, a bubbling mess on top of Steve and soaking up his praises like a sponge.

“Mmm Buck” you croaked out, eyes barely cracking open to watch the man as he slid a pair of briefs up over his legs before adjusting himself. His heart clenched at the sound of your raspy voice just barely forming any words, he wanted nothing more than to dive into the bed with you and Steve and snuggle close to you but he was well aware that you needed to be taken care of.

“I’ll be right with you babygirl ok” he squatted down to look at you, a soft smile pulling on his lips and wrinkling the corners of his eyes before he planted a soft kiss along the bridge of your glistening nose and disappeared into the bathroom.

When he returned Steve had pulled you up into his lap, his legs dangling off the bed as he spoke to you about nothing in particular, keeping you awake long enough for them to look after you.

“Come on sweet girl” Steve spoke smiling at the appearance of Bucky “Let’s get you all cleaned up”.

He stood; lifting you like you weighed nothing, a wide palm on your ass while his other cradled your waist making sure you didn’t slip from him, physically and mentally.

The warm sudded water was a welcoming touch, your muscles tensing as your lower body stung lightly but it quickly subsided into a soothing feeling that left your eyelids heavy. A groan sounded from behind you followed by the sloshing of water as someone settled in; his firm arms pulling you close until your back hit his soft chest.

“Still with us babygirl?” Bucky’s breath fanned against your ear as he leaned in close, his plush lips running from behind its shell to the nape of your neck.

You hummed, but the sound wasn’t enough for the boys. Steve leaned over the tub, his index finger curling under your chin and his thumb pulling at your lower lip.

“Come on sweetheart, use those words…you wouldn’t want poor Buck and me to worry all day about hurting you” he murmured, his thumb drifting over the soft pink of your mouth.

“Mm mm, you didn’t hurt me Stevie—just feeling too good and tired” you mustered, your brain still short-circuiting and swirling in that deep subspace.

“That’s ok baby as long as you’re feeling good” He leaned forward, kissing you gently before accepting the bottle of body wash and loofah Bucky held out to him.

“Gonna wash you up, that ok?” The blonde man asked, already squirting a heady amount of the sweet-smelling scent into the sponge.

“Uh huh” You responded meekly, suddenly the thought of Steve touching you all over so intimately had you feeling all shy—something that made Steve’s heart swell as he noticed the soft blush perching over your cheeks.

His hands worked softly, lifting each arm and scrubbing away the sweat and heavy scent of sex from you while Bucky took his time massaging over your hips and thighs, thumbs pushing into the tight knots.

You were almost completely unconscious by the time they’d deemed you clean; the water had gone cold and Steve had scrubbed the same spot on your tummy a thousand times yet none of you wanted to leave the loving coils of the other. Bucky broke first and brought you up with him as he stood, turning you and lifting you out before wrapping you in a huge fluffy towel. He scooped you up again and walked back down the hall to his room, leaving Steve to clean himself and the bathroom up.

“Shit” Bucky cursed, stopping suddenly in the middle of his room. Through all the fussing over you, he’d completely neglected the fact his sheets were covered in your combined juices.

You turned your heavy head to look over your shoulder, a soft chuckle leaving your lips as you realised just what exactly had Bucky grumbling.

“It’s alright we can sleep in my bed” you whispered against his temple, lipsing the spot softly and earning a playful spank in return as he turned on his heel and down to the opposite end of the corridor to your room.

Bucky dried you off quickly, eager to get under the sheets and you in his arms; your soft giggles music to his ears as the fabric ran down your sides and over your breasts.

Finally, Bucky got his wish as he tucked you under your sheets and rounded the bed to the other side, his naked frame curling in beside you, his arm snaking over your waist and pulling your back into his front. Steve joined soon after and slipped into the bed in front of you, his hand running up your arm before cupping your cheek and kissing you softly.

“I couldn’t have asked for a better little girl tonight, can’t wait to do this more” he mumbled against your lips, paying no mind to the fact you’d drifted off to sleep as soon as he’d joined you and Bucky.

“Mhmm” Bucky agreed, blue eyes meeting the stormy colour of his friends “But next time I get her pussy” The growl in Bucky’s voice left no room for argument, but Steve only chuckled.

“Sure man, sure”

// Taglist //

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[angelkhi]

friend of a friend - b.b, s.r

pairing: steve rogers x f!reader x bucky barnes

summary: steve’s girl is feeling needy, maybe bucky can benefit from it too.

warnings: SMUT 18+ (minors DNI), oral (m+f), masturbation (m), wet humping, cum play, praise, steve calls her a whore like once? language, exhibitionism, voyeurism??? slight oral fixation on readers part??? yeah okay that’s it.

word count: 2.7k

a little note: i missed the boys and felt particularly unhinged. also endgame ending doesn’t exist. anyway, it’s fuckin nasty and i’m going to hell xo

You like seeing Steve like this. Boisterous and carefree, sipping a beer on the couch. It's normal. He deserves it.

Bucky sits across from him, detailing his recent mission with Sam. Their weekly chats often turned out like this, in between a short period of reminiscing and talking about whatever game had been shown that week, it always comes back to work. There's a hint of longing in Steve's voice when they talk like this. You know he misses it, how couldn't he? Its all he's ever known. But he insists he's done, and you believe him.

You're not entirely sure where their conversation is now, having zoned out some time earlier. Sat between Steve's legs, head rested on his thigh your mind had easily drifted.

You can't help your slight obsession with Steve's thighs. Even in a simple pair of joggers, the stiff outline of his toned muscles are fully on display. Each expertly sculpted ridge shifts between your cheek each time he moves or laughs. It's distracting, more than that.

You often find yourself nuzzling into the soft material just to get closer to the part of him you love so much. Steve’s fingers catch a lock of you hair, twisting and pulling on it every now and again, the action both soothing and adding to the deep tension threatening to boil over in your stomach.

His booming laugh filters through the room, his thigh flexing beneath you once more. It’s not normal, you think to yourself as you not so subtly press your skin against him, the fabric swallowing your helpless whine.

You sit like this for most of the afternoon, until it slowly turns to evening. Desperate and whining quietly to yourself. Your thighs clench periodically, and you have to stop glancing at the clock, secretly hating yourself for wishing it was time for Bucky to leave.

You’re so wrapped up in keeping your arousal at bay, in the warmth of Steve’s thighs you don’t notice the slight lull in conversation, nor do you notice Bucky leave the room to get another beer.

Steve strokes your head for a moment, his fingers igniting your skin as they slowly trail across your jaw. He tilts your head until you’re looking at him, a small knowing smile on his face.

“You doin’ okay down there?” He smiles, his thumb strokes your chin ever so gently, but the touch alone is enough to make you want to cry. Your need for him is far beyond your control and at this point, you’d take what you can get.

You nod, sandwiched between his calloused fingers and warm thigh. He tsks quietly and releases your chin, shifting back in his seat to widen his thighs. He watches quietly as your wide eyes glisten, immediately fixating on his clothed crotch.

“I’ve been neglecting my girl.” He shakes his head a little, smile turning to a smirk as he marvels in how transfixed you are. “Does my baby need some attention?”

His thumb traces your bottom lip, your mouth opening instantly desperate to taste him. You nod slightly, lips wrapped around his thumb, fingers clutching his calf tightly. He pushes down on your tongue, slipping deeper into your mouth, groaning quietly when your throat vibrates around his digit as you moan.

That slight bit of relief is enough to calm you for a moment, but your need rears it’s desperate head and you know you need more. Steve doesn’t move when Bucky walks back in and hands him a fresh beer. He just thanks him, eyes never leaving you.

Bucky isn’t phased returning to his chair without question. The idea of Bucky spectating your desperate state should be embarrassing enough to make you snap away from Steve. Instead you suckle on his thumb even harsher, looking up at him as he sips from his beer like it’s the most normal thing in the world.

Steve pulls his thumb free, pressing it against your shining lip and more leans forward, the malted beverage heavy on his breath.

“M’gonna fill that pretty mouth up, just like you want me to.”

Your breath catches in your throat. Surely he isn’t being serious. Not with Bucky watching you both. Somehow the thought doesn’t deter you as much as it adds to the growing arousal, your cunt clenching around nothing.

Your eyes flick to where Bucky is now seated. You'd believe he's as relaxed as Steve if it weren't for the beer bottle clutched between his white knuckles. His lips are slightly parted in curiosity, pretty blue eyes dark with promise, watching you and Steve.

“Go ahead.” Bucky says it so simply with an encouraging nod, taking a languid sip from his beer.

“You gonna show him how good you are for me?” You nod hurriedly, watching as he puts his beer down, and does only that.

“Gotta hear the words honey.” His hand rests on waistband of his sweats, waiting.

“Please.” You speak through your the foggy haze clouding your brain. “Let me suck your cock, Stevie.”

“Attagirl.” He pulls down the elastic, letting it rest just below his knees. He knows how much you love his thighs, and secretly loves the way you mark them up, claiming another part of him that he gives to you so willingly.

Unsurprisingly, you press your lips to his inner thighs the first chance you get. The light dusting of golden hair tickles your lips when you suck dark bruises onto his unmarred skin, lightly tracing them with a light scrape of your teeth, earning an illicit moan from him.

When you’ve had your fill of his broad thighs, they’re littered with tiny marks and the slightest indent of your teeth in certain places.

Your finger lightly traces the underside of his cock, trailing up to the head and stroking over the slit. It shines brightly under the dim light and you actually salivate knowing you get to taste him. You marvel at Steve’s dick each and every time you see it, it’s curve feels perfect inside of you, the slight girth stretching you out so fucking good, length hitting all the right spots.

You wrap your hand around him in a tight fist, squeezing at the base just how he likes. His head rests back on the couch cushion, exposing his neck. His muscular chest begins to rise and fall slightly quicker as you stroke him.

Finally, you sink your mouth onto him, not bothering to tease him any further, this is for you after all. He’s letting you suck him off in front of his best friend to satisfy your needs, the least you can do is make it worth while.

You bob your head, alternating between long slow strokes and quick harsh suckles. Your hands tug at him, twisting around what you can’t take, revelling in his slight reactions. The way his thighs tense beneath your fingers, the way he sucks in sharp breaths and shudders out increasingly loud groans.

You wonder for a second if this isn’t the first time they’ve done something like this. It spikes a sense of jealously in your chest and you swallow him down even further, not caring that it burns your throat. Pride blooms in your chest when he grips your hair, holding you in place, groaning deeply.

"So good. So good to me." His hips flex, pushing himself against that spot again. "You gonna be this good for Buck? You gonna suck his cock like a fuckin champ?"

You moan around him when he speaks, doing your very best to take him as deep as you possibly can. Your throat closes around him as you gag slightly, the slight brush of his hair ticking your skin.

"That's my girl." His hand rests over yours, hissing when your nails dig into his exposed thighs. He thrusts slowly into your warm mouth, hitting the back of your throat softly, watching as tears gather in the corners of your eyes.

His thrusts grow harsher, as does his grip on your hair, but that hand covering yours, the way his thumb strokes reassurance into your skin keeps you grounded. You feel that familiar twitch in your throat as you prepare to take his load, but then he’s tapping you hand and pulling you away from him ever so gently.

You find yourself pouting, desperate to have him fill your mouth again, but then he looks behind you and speaks.

“Go see Buck, looks like he could use some help.” He swipes his thumb through the spit on your chin, and nods to his friend.

The carpet is plush beneath your burning knees and you find yourself crawling between the other man’s thighs. Bucky strokes himself slowly, watching you quietly with that predatory gaze.

He’s not as long as Steve, but where he lacks he makes up for it in girth. Soft veins protrude from beneath his weeping head and you’re sure if you look close enough, you’d see them pulsating with need.

You cover his hand with your own, watching him twitch in your palm, stroking him a few times in a tight grip. You lean forward and swipe your tongue across the rosy head, eyes solely on him. He sighs, shoulders relaxing, his cheeks flushed all sweet and red.

Your tongue is so warm and wet against him as you swirl it across his skin for a few moments before you finally take him in your mouth. It’s vastly different to Steve, the way your mouth stretches wider around him. His head prods the back of your throat slightly quicker, but the thickness has the same effect on your gag reflex.

You get lost in the unfamiliar taste, the slight musk that’s just so Bucky. Steve comes up behind you, tugging at your leggings, keeping you steady with one hand as he pulls them off with the other. He swipes them down, taking your ruined panties with them, discarding the soaked cotton and gripping your thighs, spreading you wider.

“God Steve, she’s a fucking pro.” Bucky’s usually deep voice is instead breathless when he speaks Steve over your shoulder. Steve chuckles knowingly, his hand caressing your bare skin.

“You hear that honey? You’re being so good for us.” You hum in acknowledgement, the praise going straight to your core.

For a moment he just stares at the slick coating your thighs, drawing small patterns across your skin. The moment is strangely intimate, made so by Bucky’s thumb brushing your cheek as he slowly starts to thrust into your mouth.

You feel Steve’s hands resting on your ass before he spreads you open, cool air against your warm wet heat causing you to sigh. He licks a single stripe from your clit, right to your dripping hole, pausing to hear you moan around Bucky’s cock before he does it again and again and again until he’s nose deep in your pussy.

You brace your hands on Bucky’s thighs. breath coming in short pants out of your nose. Steve’s lips wrap around your swollen nub, suckling harshly as he shakes his head, the friction making your eyes roll. His nose prods at your hole, and your nerves are on fire.

You suck harder on Bucky’s cock, alternating between stroking him whilst you lick and suckle on his heavy balls. You feel the ghost of Steve’s fingers against your slit, whimpering when he slides a single finger in right to the knuckle. He works you open slowly, stretching your wet cunt around his finger before adding a second, hooking them inside of you.

Between Bucky fucking your throat and Steve lapping at your cunt like he hasn’t eaten in weeks, you’re not sure you’ve ever been so aroused in your entire life. You want to whine when he pulls his mouth away from you, but the fullness of his fingers satisfies your simmering need.

“Look at you, letting my friend fuck your throat right in front of me.” His fingers don’t let up, bordering on the sweet side of harsh.

“Stevie, fuck that’s so good.” You sound as desperate as ever, lost in Steve and Bucky’s touch.

“Bet you’d let him fuck this pretty cunt if he asked, huh.” Of course you would. The thought alone is wildly arousing. Steve chuckles through his quiet grunts when you clench around him, curving his fingers ever so slightly.

“My pretty little whore.” He half chuckles, though it’s mostly a groan.

He sucks at your clit once more, fingers hooked inside of you and you’re a goner. You pull your mouth away from Bucky, stroking him instead as you gush slightly against Steve’s face. Bucky thrusts up into your hand at your loud moans that only spur Steve on, the orgasm so intense it makes your body slump against Bucky’s thigh.

You find the energy to take Bucky back into your mouth, letting him thrust against your tongue, taking what he needs.

His hips jut harshly, prodding the back of your throat. His hand moulds around the curve of your skull, fingers threaded through your hair guiding your movements. He’s quiet compared to Steve, not speaking unless it’s a quietly muttered fuck, or so good. Sometimes he’ll groan, deep and guttural, but others he’ll catch himself on the edge of a whimper.

Those are your favourite. Making a man as stoic and quiet as him whimper is soon to be your greatest triumph.

You brace yourself on his thighs, shifting one of your hands to wrap around his thick shaft. You work quickly against him, twisting and flicking your wrist, running your thumb just below his weeping head, pressing stray kisses to the bulging veins.

“Buck, put her on your lap” Steve speaks from behind you, squeezing your thigh before Bucky helps you up, manoeuvring your near boneless body on top of his thighs. The bright tip of his cock, smooth with a mix of precum and your spit, nudges your sensitive slit.

You flatten your palm on the underside of his dick, caging him in, grinding your slick cunt against him. He thrusts against you, chasing his release, resolve depleted as he whimpers into your neck. The sound alone is enough to send you over the edge. You keep your eyes on Steve as he watches your cunt writhe against Bucky. There’s a new hunger in his eyes, something you’ve never quite seen before.

Steve sits back on his calves, his fist working over his pretty dick as he watches you cum for a second time, only this time it’s against his best friends cock. He looks so pretty, with his hooded eyes and flushed cheeks all traces of his dominant nature drowned out by his desperation.

Bucky’s whimpers grow louder and his teeth brush against your skin. The hold he has on your hips tightens as his thrusts grow sloppy, and his teeth dig into your shoulder, a truly broken moan shattering through him as he cums. Ropes of white land on your mound, dripping down your slit. You can’t help but moan when he thrusts one final time, his sticky spend and your slick making a near diabolical sound

Moments later Steve, pushes himself up onto his knees, fucking his fist harshly, pushing himself over the edge with a deep, almost growl. You watch through tired eyes when he cums all over your messy cunt, faint droplets of white mingling with Bucks.

He leans back, taking in the sight of your ruined cunt, chest heaving. His fingers prod at your puffy slit one final time, swirling around in the mess three of you had made before he extends his hand to your already open mouth. You suck at them like a woman starved, tongue lapping at the digits until they’re instead slick with your spit.

A silence stretches between the three of you for a moment, before Steve stands, and ticks himself into his sweats. He presses a kiss to your forehead.

“So proud of you. You did so well.” His large hands cup your face, eyes searching yours for any discomfort. He finds none.

You watch him leave to retrieve a washcloth from the bathroom whilst Bucky presses small kisses to your marked skin and thanks you. You hum, too dazed to speak. When Steve returns, Bucky disappears into the kitchen for a few moments, returning with three bottles of water.

As you slump against the chair, Steve running a warm cloth over you and Bucky holding the water bottle to your lips, you look over at the clock again watching it tick, willing it to stop, hoping that Bucky doesn’t have to leave.

i think we all know by now everything i write sets back feminism a few hundred years. i’m very sorry and i will do it again.

[hellsenthero]

Kinktober Day 4: Sex Pollen

Stucky X Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, obviously. Swearing, dub-con (reader clarifies she was consenting the whole time at the end. But you know-sex pollen.)

AN: Thank you anon for the request! I really need more ideas for kinktober so keep them coming!

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The mission went to shit in record time. An easy task of locating files turned into you drugged out of your mind from some chemical dust you touched.

You were thankful that your boyfriend's were on the mission with you, that they were there to hold you down as you writhes in pain and whisper words of encouragement to you, but you couldn't tell them that. All you could do was scream and moan and beg for the burning of your insides to stop.

"What the fuck is it?" Bucky growled out at Bruce. You were strapped down to a cot in the infirmary, crying for someone to make it stop. It was killing both Bucky and Steve to see you like this. To see their girlfriend in such pain and not be able to help.

"Shit." Bruce cursed to himself. If it weren't for their enhanced hearing neither Steve nor Bucky would have heard him over you.

"What?" Steve demands.

"The contaminate is a Hydra produced chemical agent. A pollen, essentially. A sex pollen."

Silence filled the room."Okay," Steve said, breaking the tention in the room. "What does that mean for Y/N? Is there an antidote?"

"It means that Y/N will be insatiable and in incredible pain. There's no antidote, but I can try to sedate her. My only worry is that the sedation will lower her consciousness and not actually eliminate any pain."

"Then give her pain meds!" Bucky bit out.

"I would if I had anything for this kind of pain." Bruce argues back. "We've had a few agents deal with this chemical and so far we have yet to find any medication that helps with their pain. Whatever Hydra created just burns through any medications we inject into the patients."

"Fuck," Bucky hissed just as you let out another pained moan.

"So what can we do to help her?" Steve asks.

"The only thing that's worked in the past is to have intercourse."

"What? While she's drugged out of her mind?" Steve barked. "She can't consent, Bruce!"

"I'm just telling you what's worked. Intercource has been proven to help aliviate the symptoms of this drug and reduce the amount of time the patient is contaminated significantly."

"So, we're supposed to have sex with our girlfriend and she'll be better?"

"Essentially, yes."

"And if we don't? Does she die?"

"No, however she will be in pain for many hours."

"Baby," Bucky cooed to you at your bedside. He ran his hand along your arm, gently stroking. "You with me?"

"Make it stop!" You moaned. Your pupils had grown to twice their size, nearly covering the colour of you irises.

"I want to, baby, I really want to help you. Do you know what's happening? Who I am?"

Bucky prayed you were with it enough to answer. To give some form of consent in order for him and Steve to help you.

"It hurts!"

"I know. I know." Bucky cooed.

Steve stepped up to your side, pressed up beside Bucky. "Y/N, do you know who we are?"

Despite the straps holding you down, you tried to worm your way to the edge of the bed, closer to your boyfriend's. "Please, make it stop hurting." You begged. Fat tears slid down your cheeks.

Bucky looked to Steve. "We should get her to our room, she might be more comfortable there."

Steve looked back at Bruce.

"Is that okay? Can we bring her back to our room?"

"Yes. I trust you'll take care of her. If you need anything just get Friday to notify me." As soon as Bruce speaks, Bucky is ripping you free of the straps and lifting you up into his arms. You're quick to burrow yourself as close to him as possible, nudging your face into the crook of his neck. As soon as you do, your whimpers quiet significantly.

Steve leads the way to your shared bedroom. All the way there Bucky tries his best to ignore your sweet mouth on him. You're nipping and sucking at his neck and if you weren't drugged up, if this was a normal evening then Bucky would take you right then and there. But it wasn't a normal evening, and you were in pain and drugged.

"Make it better!" You whined.

"We will, baby. We will." Bucky promised.

"I don't feel good about this, helping her like that." Steve says as he opens the door to your bedroom. Bucky is gentle as he lays you down on the bed, but you cling onto him, unwilling to let go.

"Please! Please." You beg, your head tossing and turning in pain.

"Shhh, we're here." Bucky tells you, crawling onto the bed beside you and wrapping himself around your body.

Your hands grab roughly at his own, bringing them to your center. "Make it better. Please! It hurts!" You wreath in pain, humping your boyfriend's hand.

"Y/N, do you know who you are?" Steve tries again. He's desperate to help you, to aliviate the pain, but he wants to make sure that you're even semi conscious of what you're asking of them. You don't answer, instead just pushing yourself closer to Bucky.

"I'll make it better." Bucky says as he undoes the zipper of your pants.

"Bucky." Steve warns. The blondes eyes are focused on you.

"What, Steve. You think I'm doing this for my pleasure?"

"No!" Steve's quick to answer. "No, I just," Steve pasies before continuing. "I don't want her to hate us for this."

"I don't either, but you heard what Bruce said. If we don't help then she'll be in pain for hours."

If possible, Steve's frown deepened even more. "I know."

That was all that was said before Bucky brought his fingers to your core.

"Here you go, pretty girl." Bucky cooed as he slowly thrust them inside of you. You moaned, and Steve could tell that there was a little less pain behind it than before. Your blonde boyfriend stepped up and kneeled on the bed.

"Is Bucky helping?" Steve asks.

"More, please!" You beg.

Bucky added a finger, thrusting them in and out of you at a faster pace.

"Look here, baby." Steve cups your chin and guides you to look at him. "Her pupils are still huge." Steve tells Bucky.

"Fuck." Bucky curses. He settles his focus on you, pumping his fingers in and out, trying to help your pain. He can tell when he gets you near your climax, your legs tense and you go quiet for a moment before blowing out all the breath in your lungs. Steve kisses you as you meet your end, petting back your hair as you fall apart around Bucky. Your boyfriend's give you a moment to catch your breath before speaking.

"How do you feel?" Steve asks softly.

"More, please God. I need more!" You choke out. You grab onto Steve's shirt, nearly ripping it in your effort to pull him towards you. "I need more." You moan out just as you bring your lips up to meet Steve's. "Please."

Steve shares a look with Bucky and they're quick to switch places with each other. "Okay, pretty girl. You got it." While Bucky strips you of your clothes, Steve takes his own off. You're both quickly naked and Steve moves to situate himself between your thighs. "Gonna make it better."

Steve is slow to push his cock into you, giving you time to adjust to his size. It's too slow for you, though, and you're quick to push yourself further down on his length. "Need it." You tell him breathlessly. For the first time since being drugged, your gaze meets your boyfriend's on your own accord. "Please Steve!" Steve and Bucky can't hold back the uptilt of their lips.

"You with us, Y/N?" Bucky asks.

"Yes! Please! It's helping!" You cry as you fuck yourself on Steve's cock.

"I got you." Steve says before grabbing your thighs and pulling you down on his cock as far as you'll go. The two of you moan together at the delicious feeling.

With each thrust inside of you, Steve's pace quickens. "Gonna make the pain go away." Steve grunts.

"Bucky!" You cry as you reach out for your other boyfriend. "I need more. Please!" You beg. That fat tears from earlier still roll down your cheeks, but Bucky suspects they're more to do with pleasure now than pain.

Bucky brings his thumb down to your clit and rubs softly. "Need this?" He asks.

"Yes!"

Together, Bucky and Steve work to bring you to your second and third orgasm. Just as you're coming down from the third, Steve warns you of his release.

"I'm gonna come." Steve grunts.

"Come inside!" You order. "Need it! Need you!" Steve groans as he follows through on your order. His release barrels through him as he slows his thrusts. You feel his seed spurt inside of you, and finally, after God knows how long, you're entirely pain-free.

Steve rests a moment before slowly pulling his softening cock out of you and flopping down beside you. "You okay?" He asks, looking over at your face. Your pupils seem to have gone back to normal now.

"Yeah."

"Are you, do you know what happened?" Bucky asks.

"You mean do I know that you guys fucked out whatever fucked up drug was in my system? Yeah."

"And you're okay?" Bucky asks again. "That we did that?"

Finally, you lift yourself up onto your elbows and meet Buckys, worried gaze. "I'm okay, Bucky. You guys helped me."

"We were worried." Steve says. "Worried that you couldn't consent properly. That you'd rather suffer through it than have sex."

"Oh baby, no." You say before leaning down to kiss both Steve and Bucky.

"So you're okay?"

You shrug your shoulders, and instantly, Bucky and Steve are back to being worried. "I can still feel it. A little."

"The drug?" Steve asks. A rather dumb question, but you don't reprimand him for it.

"Yeah, the pain is gone, but I feel..."

Bucky fills in your answer. "Horny?"

You laugh lightly. "Yeah."

"Still need us, then?" Steve asks.

"Please." You beg softly.

Both Steve and Bucky smile. "We got you," Bucky tells you as he and Steve switch places. "I'll take care of you now, let Stevie cool down."

You spread your legs with a smile and both Bucky and Steve groan as they see Steve's seed drip out of you. Bucky fists his cock out of his pants, pumping his dick twice before slowly pushing in. "Let's not let Stevie's come go to waste, baby."

"Of course." You agree.

The three of you spend practically all night fucking. Taking some time to rest in-between. By morning, you're all exhausted and sore, but you're happy.

"Thank you for helping me." You tell you boyfriend's. "I know you two were worried if I'd be mad or not with you, about helping me."

"In the end, we didn’t want you to be in pain." Steve says. "I'm glad we could help."

"Let's go get you checked out. Make sure you're all better. Then we can spend the rest of the day in bed." You raise an eyebrow at Bucky. "In bed and sleeping." He clarifies.

Both you and Steve laugh. "Okay, baby. Sounds like a plan."

[imtryingbuck]

Choices

~ gif not mine credit to owner ~

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader. past Bucky x fem!Reader x Steve Rogers

Summary: Steve’s in a relationship with reader and Bucky and goes back to Peggy when he comes back he regrets it

Word count: 1,963

Warnings: angst. stupid Steve. pregnancy. fluff. swearing.

Masterlist

Walking into the wooden area that Bruce had the portal set up for Steve to take back the stones, hand in hand with both Bucky and Steve you noticed the brunette giving glances to the blonde to your left, when you gave him a questioning look he just smiled. A smile that looked forced and didn’t reach his eyes.

You should have realised something was wrong when Bucky whispered in your ear to go and talk to Sam whilst he spoke to Steve, you should have noticed the hushed argument between your two boyfriends but you were distracted by Bruce’s explanation of the portal and Sam’s million questions.

You should have realised something was wrong when Steve kissed you deeply or when Bucky only gave him a quick kiss before stepping back to be behind you instead.

Or that his last words before he disappeared back into the past was ‘I love you’ to you and your other boyfriend.

“Bruce where is he?” You asked nervously as he hadn’t returned.

“I-I‘m not sure”

Looking at Bucky who refused to look at you, finding the twig he was kicking lightly with his foot more interesting. “Buck? Bucky where is he?”

“I-Y/n/n-“

“Bucky”

At Sam’s voice you both turned to face where your closest friend was looking, on a stone bench sat an old man that was most definitely not there to begin with. Sam slowly walked over to the man leaving his friends behind.

“He’s gone back…back to Peggy”

“N-no-no he wouldn’t! James…he-he wouldn’t do that!”

“Baby he’s already done it, I’m so sorry” he hates the way your eyes filled with tears and the way you clutched at your chest.

“B-but why? Did I do something wrong? Was I not good enough for him? It’s my fault Buck, it’s my fault he went back to her and left you”

“God no baby! Baby he didn’t leave because of you I promise you that, I-I don’t know why he left us but we’re not alone we still have each other, right?”

“W-what? You still want to be with me now that St-he’s left”

“Of course I do, I love you just as much as I love him”

“I love you Bucky”

Though you meant every possible meaning of those words you couldn’t help but feel partially to blame for Steve abandoning the brunette in front of you, the same one he fought so hard to save, protect and defended. Steve cried in your arms when he confessed he had feelings not only for you but his longest friend, he was so confused and ashamed, not of his sexuality but at the fact that he was in love with two people at the same time. When you whispered to him that you had fallen for both super soldiers he blushed and gave you the most shyest smile you had ever seen. And unknown to the pair of you, the other missing piece of your hearts was standing outside of Steve’s office. Bucky’s heart soared when he heard his two loves saying that they loved him back.

It took a few weeks after the confessions before you three started dating, none of your friends-family was bothered as long as you were all happy. 

And yes even though Steve hadn’t left Bucky behind in a world where he was still learning how to operate in on his own because he had you and of course Sam but it still upset you, he left the pair of you for some woman who he kissed once, some woman who had moved on with her life - marriage and all, the same woman who had a niece that he kissed a few times. It made no sense to you.

“Baby…Y/n-“

“I need to talk to him, I need to understand why he left us for a woman who told him to move on and be happy, she told him that Buck! I was right there when she said it!”

“I know doll but-shit”

You were already out of his grasp and was walking over to Sam and the old version of your former boyfriend, your feet faltering when you saw Steve handing the shield over to Sam. Shaking your head you stood next to Sam, eyes slanting as you got a proper look at Steve.

“Y/n/n-“

“Are you happy?”

“What?”

“Did she make you happy? Did you have a great life? Did you even think about me and Bucky?”

“Of course I thought about you and Buck, doll you both mean the world to me”

“Did she make you happy?” You repeated the same question.

“Yes” he answered hesitantly with his eyes closed.

“Did you have a great life?”

“Doll-“

“Did you Steven, yes or no?”

He hesitated once again before answering “yes”.

“Good. Good. Well goodbye Steven” 

“Y/n-“ Steve tries to stop you from backing away by reaching out for your hand, with a shake of your head you move away and walk towards Bucky who took your hand in his as soon as you reached him.

Heading back to the home you three once shared not knowing how empty the place was going to feel now it was just the two of you.

The bed felt bigger and colder now that Steve wasn’t cuddled up on the right side of the bed - his side. Every night without fail you three would lay in bed all snuggled up and one by one you said ‘I love you’ Bucky always went first, then you and then Steve but now that he wasn’t lying next to you, you both waited with bated breath for his response which never came.

You found yourself calling out for Steve whenever you heard the front door open and close, only to find Bucky standing there with a frown etched on his face. He was the same though, one day he walked into the kitchen where you were, saying “Stevie, remind me to pick up milk. Steve-shit. Y/n I’m sorry”.

Of course neither one could blame each other, Steve had been a huge part of your day to day life. You both understood that this new life of yours would take time to get used to.

Since he had left you both for Peggy you both started questioning yourselves, wondering if the other was going to leave next. Not that you told each other your worries and doubts, terrified of coming across as needy, insecure. Beyond terrified of thinking that the other would only stay because you had mentioned it.

As the months went by and the seasons changed so had you and Bucky.

Three months after Steve had left, you had settled down in to bed waiting patiently for Bucky to finish his nightly routine, you frowned lightly when you didn’t hear any noise or movements coming from the joint bathroom.

“Buck? Have you fell asleep on the toilet…again? Bucky?” There wasn’t even a grumble of a response, not like last time when he had gone into the bathroom to do his nightly routine and Steve ended up going to check on him, the blonde bit his lip to stop himself from laughing he went back into the bed room to get Y/n, going back into the bathroom together they saw Bucky in his pjs sitting on the toilet fast asleep. It was lucky that Steve also had the serum because he was able to carry Bucky to bed.

Getting out of bed you went to check on him, frowning when you saw him standing in front of the mirror holding something in his hands. “Buck?”

“I-I found this” this being Steve’s razor. “I-he left us Y/n/n”

“I know bub, I know.” Your heart ached when he turned to face you with tears in his eyes. Seeing Bucky cry was something that always tugged painfully at your heart, he had gone through so much pain in his long life it wasn’t fair for him to be still going through it all because Steve decided he wanted a fantasy instead.

“I-it isn’t fair baby”

Finally getting Bucky to put the razor down after twenty minutes of trying, you managed to get him into bed, he clung to your body tightly whispering how much he loves you. He fell asleep hearing your voice softly telling him how much he means to you, how much love you have for him.

You decided it was time to move out of the apartment and find somewhere new to call home after that night. It wasn’t long until you both found a forever home. Plus you needed to find a bigger place as you had found out that you were pregnant two weeks prior.

For five years you and Bucky lived in the perfect haven, a four bedroom cottage with a few acres of land behind it that Bucky absolutely loved tending to. Bucky had built his own greenhouse with the help from Sam, he was so proud of everything he had grew in there ranging from cucumbers to tomatoes to potatoes and everything in between, the chillies however weren’t turning out like he wanted which made him a little defeated.

He loved his greenhouse. It became his happy place.

Whilst you and Bucky were getting your four year old twins sons and one year old daughter ready for a fun day of activities Sam was standing at his front door staring at someone who he thought he would never see again.

“What are you doing here?”

“Are Y/n and Bucky here?”

“No. Again what are you doing here?”

“W-where are they?”

“Steve, what are you doing back?”

Sighing, looking down whilst placing his hands on his hips “I made a mistake okay, I went to our apartment and someone else answered told me that they had been living there for four years, so I came here”

“Why? You can’t really expect to leave your partners whilst living a fantasy just to come back five years later.”

“It was a mistake, I miss them, it’s them I love”

“But you didn’t love them enough to stay, right?” Sam retorts, wanting to laugh at the man who didn’t just abandon his partners he claims to love but also him.

“I-I made a mistake okay Sam! Just tell me where they are so I can explain to them”

“I don’t think thats a good idea”

“Why not?” The blond snapped.

“Because they’ve moved on from you Steve, they moved on.”

“B-but I can make it right between us, please Sam”

“You can’t just show up and-“

“Please Sam!”

“Fine, but just remember that I did tell you that they’ve moved on.” Sam told him the address and slammed the door in the man’s face, rushing to grab his phone to ring his friends.

The car pulled to a slow stop outside the gate, checking the number on the mailbox he got out of the car he had “borrowed”. His heart twitched at hearing children’s laughter ringing out in the summer evening, walking up the driveway his heart dropped at the scene in front of him.

Due to both Bucky and your phones being inside neither one received the many miss calls or messages from Sam to warn you both about the man who broke both of your hearts was on his way to yours, you didn’t know that he was standing at the side of the house watching you and Bucky playing happily with your children.

Steve smiled sadly seeing what he had missed out on for a fantasy like Sam had said. Slowly walking back to the car a few stray tears fell from his eyes.

He only had himself to blame for his heart aching the way it did by making the worst choice of his life.

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[holylulusworld]

Indecent Proposal (7)

Summary: Your boyfriend wants to be part of their empire. You are the pawn he’s willing to sacrifice.

Pairing: Mobster!Stucky x fem!Reader

Warnings: angst, language, tension, sexy mobsters, fluff, first date, talk about sex, making out, fingering, oral (fem rec), voyeurism, a little nipple play, dirty talk

Indecent Proposal (6)

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Last time on Indecent Proposal…

“So, sweetness,” Bucky gets bold and moves his hand between your spread thighs, “are you on the menu for Bucky tonight?”

Now, …

Your breath hitches in your throat. Bucky’s fingers pull your panties aside to get access to what he’s craving. 

“Bucky asked you a question doll,” Steve stands behind your chair to whisper in your ear. “Tell him if you want him to eat that sweet pussy of yours for an appetizer. We will have dinner after you come at least once.”

“Say yes and I will make you feel so good, sweetness.” Bucky flicks your clit, once, twice, three times. You grip the armrests, fighting to hold back a moan. 

“Baby don’t hold back. Let us hear all the sweet noises you can make.” Steve purrs in your ear. He runs his hands up and down your arms while his husband toys with your little nub. “Do it.”

“Oh…shit,” you wrap your hand around Bucky’s wrist to guide his movement. You rock your hips, humping his fingers. “Please…I need to cum…please…Bucky…”

“Bucky, give her what she’s craving,” the blonde jerks his head toward the table. “If she’s on the menu, we should present her like the most delicious meal you’ll ever eat.”

“No, don’t stop,” you growl as Bucky tries to remove his hand. “I wanna cum on your fingers first.” 

Both men chuckle as you rock your hips, desperate to fall over the edge. You don’t care that anyone outside the room can hear your needy moans or that your cat jumps onto the table to lie next to Bucky’s plate.

“Fuck, she’s so perfect,” Steve licks his lips. He pants heavily, hot breath fanning over your shoulders as you grip the edge of the table. “Baby, slow down. Take your time. Bucky won’t take his hand away.”

“I wanna…I’m gonna…fuck…” you gasp and moan. “His fingers…I want them inside…please.”

“Christ, she’s going to be the death of me.” They make quick work. Steve pulls the chair for you while Bucky easily lifts you to place you on the table. “Stevie, get me a pillow for her head.”

“What are you?” You squeak when Bucky carefully pushes you down on the table. Steve is quick to put a pillow under your head as his husband is busy sliding your panties down your legs. 

“Give them to me,” Steve purrs and catches your panties. He sniffs at the soaked fabric, making a guttural noise.

Bucky leans over your body, to press a searing kiss to your lips. “Just relax, sweetness. Bucky is going to give you all you need.”

“Please excuse my needy husband,” Steve chuckles darkly. “He hasn’t been in charge for a while. And we didn’t see such a pretty pussy in ages.”

“You mean like ever,” Bucky purrs as he kisses his way down your body. “She’s the prettiest girl I ever saw. I bet she’ll love me.”

Steve rolls his eyes at his husband’s words. Bucky always had a thing for dirty talk and praise. “Buck, stop making her wait. She’s getting impatient.”

“Aw, my pretty girl. I’m going to give you what you need.” 

You whimper when his lips press against your exposed sex. “Bucky…please.”

“Fuck, she smells so sweet,” Bucky nuzzles your cunt. “I will enjoy eating you, sweetness. I just don’t know if I’ll be able to stop.”

He bends down a little further and throws your legs over his shoulders. Bucky grips your ass to bring your glistening sex closer to his face. He takes a moment to inhale your scent before burying his face in your pussy.

“Oh—fuck…yes!” You exclaim loudly. Out of instinct, you grasp for Steve’s hand to bring it to your chest. “Please…shit…”

“He’s going to eat you alive,” Steve taunts and rips your dress open. He looks at your bra for a moment, considering his next step. “And I’m going to breed this cunt.”

He removes his hands to grab a knife from the table. You gasp when he carefully cuts your bra open. “Stevie,” you purr his name. “Touch me. Please touch me.”

“Touch her,” Bucky grunts against your pussy. He looks up at his husband from between your legs, nodding. “We wanted this both. So…make her ours too.”

“Fuck.” Steve’s hands shoot toward your chest to gently knead your breasts. He’s a little reluctant at first but slowly relaxes. “Look at you all spread out for my husband, you little slut.”

You shudder at his crudeness. “Yes, his slut.”

Steve slaps your tit at your reply. “Our slut,” he grunts. “You belong to us from now on. You and your pretty cunt.” The blonde leans over your body to take one of your nipples in his mouth.

“Bucky…Steve,” you gasp at the sensation of their mouths on you. “Please…I wanna cum.”

“You will,” Steve purrs against your plush flesh. He eagerly flicks your nipple with his tongue while his husband wraps his warm lips around your clit. “Bucky, give her a little more.”

You fist Steve’s hair the moment Bucky shoves two thick fingers inside your cunt. You can feel his wedding band against your heated flesh. It should be a turn-off but oddly, it’s the opposite. 

Knowing these two men who are in love with each other desire you so much they want to share you, turns you on like nothing before.

Bucky curls his fingers, fingertips searching for the spot making you squirm. 

“Yes…right there…” You’re already breathless. Your lips part and you stop squirming as the next flick of his fingers sends you over the edge.

“Fuck, she’s squeezing my fingers so tight it hurts.” Bucky laps at your pussy. “I can hardly wait to feel her wrapped around my cock.”

“Same, baby,” Steve bites your breast to leave a mark. “I will mark this body, and then I’ll fuck you while you fuck her cunt. We are going to make her our perfect whore.”

“How do you feel?” Steve feeds you with another bite of the most delicious chicken parmesan you ever ate. “You good?”

“Very good,” you feel boneless and weak as you sit in Steve’s lap. After Bucky made you cum for the first time, he didn’t stop. Steve had to drag him off your cunt after your third orgasm. “A little tired but hungry.”

“For cock?” Bucky chuckles as you stare at him with wide eyes. “Later then…”

“You know that this was all dirty talk, right? I don’t think you are a slut,” Steve pecks your hair. “You are precious to us.”

“I like dirty talk…and praising,” you look at Bucky. “Maybe we can explore this together.”

“We will sweetness. Now,” Bucky claps his hands. “Let Stevie feed you. After you eat, we will bring you to our bedroom. The one we will share from now on.”

“I thought…I mean…uh…what about the guest room?” You shyly glance at Bucky.

“You didn’t think we would let you go after tonight…” Steve whispers lowly. “Not after we had a taste of you…”

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[ro-is-struggling]

Let Me Help || Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: You, Steve and Bucky have been friends since childhood, always there for each other in the important parts of each other's lives. However, it was undeniable that what you three shared was more than a friendship, even if you refused to admit it. That was until one night you gave in to your desires and started a secret friends with benefits relationship with Bucky. The problem was that you also liked Steve. So when you woke up next to him one morning, feeling his hard on pressed against your ass you couldn't resist your urges to help him. 

Warnings: Set in the 40s (just cause I imagined this with pre-serum steve), SMUT MINORS DNI, inexperienced!steve x softdom!reader, somnophilia kinda so dubcon maybe? (Steve is asleep and the reader rubs against him), handjob, dirty talk, pet names (baby, good boy), there's literally no plot just smut ;)

English is not my first language

Word count: 2900

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You awoke to the smell of freshly brewed coffee wafting in through the crack in the door, announcing that a new day had begun. You stretched out in bed, slowly waking up your muscles as you gathered the strength to get out of bed. You were comfortable and warm which made the task of opening your eyes that much more difficult. However, when you heard a grunt behind you your eyes opened immediately. It took you a few seconds to adjust your gaze to the morning light as rays of sunlight slipped through the slits in the blinds, but eventually you realized that you were not in your room and this was not your bed. 

You remembered then that Bucky, Steve and you had stayed up late talking and you realized that at some point you had fallen asleep in Steve's bed. It wasn't the first time something like that had happened. You three were close friends and you tended to sneak into your friends' beds in the middle of the night more often than you'd like to admit. 

What was new, however, was the firm bulge you felt pressing against your butt.

At first you weren't sure what you were feeling —maybe there was something in the bed or maybe it was just Steve's bony leg that was making you confused—, so you subtly pushed your ass back to try to figure out what was going on. Then Steve's arm pressed against your waist, drawing you closer to him as he let out a breathy gasp. That told you two things. First, Steve was definitely pressing his hard cock against your ass. And second, he was fast asleep. You knew that if he were awake he wouldn't be pressing himself on you like that, he was too shy for that. He'd probably be apologizing, stumbling over his words as his cheeks reddened.

You couldn't deny the tingling you felt in your stomach, blood traveling to your little bundle of nerves as you felt Steve pressed against your back. You couldn't help but feel a little bad for him, you knew how much he needed some relief even though he denied it. He didn't have much luck with women —which is something you'd never understand, he was a wonderful man—, and he was too proud to admit that his hand wasn't satisfying him as it should. The walls of the small apartment you shared were thin and you could hear his moans of frustration as he tried to relieve himself. You knew he craved the warm touch of a woman and you wanted to give it to him —God knew how much you wanted it—, but you knew he wouldn't let you, too concerned about ruining your friendship over something as dumb as his sexual frustration.

But now that he was asleep he had no way to object and you couldn't help but press yourself against him once more, feeling his cock twitch through the thin fabric of his pajama pants. His grip on your waist tightened and you had to bite your tongue to keep from letting out a moan as Steve grinded his hips against you, awakening a fire inside you that would be hard to extinguish. 

You tried to be careful with your movements, creating enough friction to slowly bring him closer to the edge, but not enough to wake him up. You wanted to know how far you could push him before he woke up, wondering if you could make him cum in his pants while he slept. The very thought of that made you feel powerful, as if you were Aphrodite herself and he a mere mortal surrendered at your feet. Suddenly you were determined to give him the relief he so desperately needed. 

However, before you could accomplish your task, a loud noise coming from the kitchen echoed throughout the apartment. You stopped your movements, your body stiffening as you strained your ears for any sign that Steve was still asleep. You prayed to god that he was, even though you knew it was highly unlikely. 

"Good morning to you too, Buck." He muttered under his breath, annoyed at his friend for waking him up. You stood still for a few seconds, waiting for him to pull away from you immediately, embarrassed by the situation you were in. You were ready to pretend that nothing had happened, however, when he didn't move you couldn't help but giggle. It was as if his mind, still clouded by sleep, was unable to register the tent in his pants.

"Good morning, Stevie." You greeted him in an amused tone. "I'm glad to know that you're happy to wake up next to me." You teased him. He frowned in confusion, but then you wiggled your hips and he understood with horror what you were referring to.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry, darling, shit, I didn't mean to-" Steve panicked, pulling away from you as far as he could without falling off the bed. You interrupted his nervous rambling with a laugh, finally turning to look at him. He was as red as you imagined, looking at you with wide eyes full of embarrassment.

"It's okay, Steve. I don't mind." You tried to calm him down, letting one of your hands rest on his shoulder, stroking its way down to his chest. "It's a completely normal reaction of your body, I'm not mad."

"I know, but still, it must be really uncomfortable for you. I- I'm sorry, let me go to the bathroom to... I- just wait."  Steve tried to excuse himself to get out of there, but before he could get up you put pressure on his chest with your hand, using your free one to support your head as you looked down at him.

"I can help you with it, if you want." Your voice was low and seductive, barely a whisper that had Steve wondering if he had heard you correctly. It couldn't be, it had to be some kind of hallucination or part of a very realistic lucid dream. "You need some relief, baby, I know... I've heard you late at night, whimpering in frustration cause you can't get there. Your hands are not enough anymore, aren't they? You need more and I can give it to you."

"B-but what, umm, what about our, umm, our friendship?" Steve struggled to form a coherent sentence, overwhelmed by your words and the effect they were having on his body. His cock throbbed in his pants at the very thought of feeling your hands on his body, god knew he had fantasized about it many times in the past, but he couldn't let his arousal ruin your friendship. He loved you too much and he couldn't lose you. "W-wouldn't it be weird for us to... do... it?" he added, trying not to lose himself in the tingling that the gentle caresses your fingers provided on his chest awakened.

"It doesn't have to be weird. Think about it as me doing you a favor, as friends, just like that kiss, remember?" Of course he remembered! It had been his first kiss. He was tired of waiting for the right girl to find out what it felt like to be kissed, and after discovering that you had asked Bucky to be your first kiss as a favor between friends, he had done the same with you. You had been able to continue being friends after that, although he had to admit that a kiss was a lot more innocent than what you were proposing to him now.

"I just wanna help you, Stevie." You whispered in his ear, giving him goosebumps. He felt like he was living one of his dirtiest dreams, and it was getting harder and harder for him to resist your charms. "You don't even have to get naked in front of me. I can just... slide my hand down... and help you out." You dragged out the words as you spoke, timing your sentence with the movement of your hand. Your fingers slowly slid down his chest, past his abdomen to the bulge in his crotch. You applied the slightest amount of pressure on his member, but even that was enough to make him gasp. "You need this, Steve. Let me help you."

Your hand remained still on his erection as you waited for his consent, your eyes never leaving his. You could see reflected in them the internal debate in his mind, doubt and embarrassment slowly being consumed by desire. When he gave you a slight nod, you got to work. You didn't waste a second, pushing your hand inside his pants to make direct contact with his cock already wet with precum. 

Steve let out a high moan of pleasure as he felt your gentle fingers closing around his aching hard cock, throwing his head back on the pillow as he let himself get carried away into pleasure. You were right, it was so much more than his hands. It felt a thousand times better, even though there wasn't much difference between your hand and his.

"Does that feel good, baby?" Your seductive voice broke through the mess of thoughts and feelings that was his mind, bringing him a little closer to the edge. He wasn't going to last long, of that he was sure.

"Mhm," Steve nodded weakly, opening his eyes to look at you. "So good, f-fuck, please don't stop."

"I won't, baby, I promise. But you have to keep quiet. Bucky is right outside that door and you wouldn't want him to interrupt us, right?" You increased the pace of your hand as you spoke, almost as if you were daring him to keep quiet while you imposed a punishing rhythm on his cock. 

The very thought of being interrupted before reaching the relief he so desperately craved brought tears to his eyes. He needed to cum so badly and he needed you there with him to help him. If you were interrupted and forced to separate, and his mind had time to cool down, he wasn't sure if he would dare give in to his desires like that again. Steve needed to have you right then and there, otherwise he didn't know if he would ever get the chance again.

“N-no, I don’t want that, s-shit. I-I’ll be quiet, I promise.” He managed to say between ragged breaths and moans of pleasure. You found the desperation in his voice arousing, every sound that escaped his lips went straight to your core, which throbbed with need. You could feel your wetness beginning to drip down your thighs as you squeezed your legs together, seeking a bit of friction to ease the ache.

"Good boy," you praised him and felt his cock throb against your hand, letting you know how much Steve liked that nickname. 

A smile tugged at your lips, enjoying how powerful it felt to hear the soft moans of pleasure escaping your friend's mouth as you circled your palm over the sensitive skin on the tip of his cock. Being with him was very different from being with Bucky. Steve's shy and submissive personality allowed you to explore your dominant side, and you had to admit that you loved the way it made you feel. At that moment you knew there was no one more important to him than you. You had the power to give him immense amounts of pleasure until you pushed him over the edge, but you also had the ability to take it away and leave him crying for more. Not that you were going to do it —you weren't that cruel—, but knowing that you could made you feel special.

When Steve began to thrust his hips in rhythm with your movements to meet your hand, you knew he was close to his orgasm. So you picked up the pace, determined to give him the relief he craved. Steve's face contorted in pleasure, eyebrows slightly furrowed as his parted lips let out endless sounds of pleasure that became more desperate with each passing second. It was one of the most arousing sights you had ever seen and you couldn't help but feel proud to be the one who had brought him to that state.

"You're getting close, baby?" You asked him and he simply nodded, letting out a string of moans that bordered on being pathetic. "Are you gonna cum for me like a good boy?"

"Yes! F-fuck, please, don't stop." Steve whined, looking at you with half-closed, glassy eyes. 

"I won't, baby. I got you, just let go for me. Give into the pleasure, honey. I got you." Your sweet voice encouraged him, warm breath tickling him as you whispered in his ear.

Steve took your words as an command, and only a couple of seconds later he was cumming in your hand with a grunt of pleasure that echoed throughout the room. You should have been worried about it since your apartment wasn't very big and Bucky was only a couple of feet from the bedroom door, but in the moment you couldn't concentrate on anything but Steve's beautiful expression as his orgasm took over. His cock twitched in your hand as rope after rope of warm pearly white cum stained your skin. You helped him through his orgasm, moving your hand gently over his member until he let out a whimper from the overstimulation. Only then did you pull away from him, removing your hand from his pants as he struggled to get his breathing back to normal. 

When you saw your fingers covered in his release you had to resist the urge to taste it, opting to wipe it off with a piece of paper on the bedside table. You figured maybe that would be too much for Steve, and while there was nothing else you wanted more at that moment than to know how he tasted, you understood that your friendship with him was far more important. If you were lucky, you would have more opportunities in the future to satisfy your curiosity. So for now you would have to wait for it. 

"Feeling better?" You asked him when you noticed that his breathing had returned to normal. He didn't even open his eyes to answer you, just nodded his head as a smile formed on his lips. He was adorable.

"I feel great. T-that was amazing." You let out a chuckle at the expression of pure bliss on his face, proud of yourself for having managed to bring him to that state.

"I suggest you take a shower before you go out to the kitchen to get breakfast." You spoke as you got out of bed, fixing your hair before leaving the room. "And maybe don't smile like that, you don't want Bucky to find out what we did, do you?" Steve took a few seconds before answering you, debating whether it was really so terrible that someone found out what you had done. Sure, it would probably ruin your friendship, but at this point he wasn't sure that was a bad thing. Not if it meant he could feel your hands on his body again. 

However, when you looked at him with a raised brow, he was forced to shake his head. "I'll behave."

"Good boy. "You gave him a playful wink before disappearing out the door, leaving him alone in the room with his thoughts.

You headed straight to the bathroom to wash up before following the scent of coffee coming from the kitchen. Bucky was sitting at the small breakfast table when you entered, a cup of coffee in his hand and an open newspaper in front of him. You greeted him with a smile, but you were too distracted to notice the firm tone in his voice when he greeted you back. Your mind was still occupied with images of Steve melting under your touch, your core throbbing with need as a constant reminder of your little adventure.

You made your way to the coffee pot to pour yourself some, stretching over the counter to reach the cupboard where the mugs were kept. You missed hearing Bucky's footsteps behind you. You didn't even realize he had left his place at the table until you felt his muscular torso pressing against your back, one hand on your waist as he reached the other out to get you the cup you were having so much trouble grabbing.

"Jesus, Buck! You scared me!" You exclaimed, flinching a little and bringing a hand up to your chest, feeling your racing heartbeat. He didn't answer you and that should have been your second hint that something was wrong. However, he let you pour a cup of coffee and take a sip before making his intentions clear.

"You've been a bad girl." He whispered in your ear, tightening his grip on your waist. Your body immediately froze as you finally realized what was happening. "You thought you were being smart, huh? Keeping quiet as you had your fun with Steve in bed?" Bucky pressed his body against yours harder, the edge of the marble countertop digging into your hips to the point where you had to bend over it to release some of the pressure. The new position left your ass exposed to Bucky, who took the opportunity to press his semi-hard cock against you. "You thought I wouldn't catch you two, didn't you, doll? Well, you thought wrong and now you'll have to answer for your actions."

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[lunarbuck]

Kinktober Week 1: Table/Threesome/Sensory Dep

header by @jen-with-a-pen

Pairing: Stucky x f!reader (any race)

WC: 1.4k

Prompt: Table sex/threesome/sensory deprivation

Warnings: blindfold, ear plugs, gag, oral (m and f receiving), smut (p in v), threesome, pet names [princess]

a/n: I refuse to apologize for how much stucky y’all are gonna see this month 😤 not beta’d, all mistakes are my own

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“Okay, show me again,” Bucky instructs, watching your face carefully. You pick up the dog trainer clicker and run the pad of your thumb over the button.

Click. “One click for good or green, two for slow down or yellow, three for red. Stop.” Bucky glances at Steve, catching him grinning down at you. This is a big moment for the three of you; it means so much to them that you’d trust them enough with this. To let them push your boundaries and test your limits. 

“And we’ll do check-ins by tapping you here,” Steve says, reaching out to your wrist and pressing on the sensitive skin on the inside of your arm. “Are you ready?” You nod, clicking the button once. 

Bucky takes a deep breath, then he and Steve begin moving in unison. While Steve helps you press the plugs into your ears, Bucky wraps the blindfold over your eyes, tying it at the back of your head. Together, they secure a soft gag in your mouth. If you try hard enough, you know you can get it loose, but it’ll take a lot of effort.

When they’re done, you can’t see or hear a thing. Perched on the dinner table and dressed only in your panties and a bra, you suddenly feel incredibly exposed. You can feel the moment they step away from you, losing the heat of their bodies. 

Suddenly, hands cup your cheeks, tipping your face up. Lips connect with your forehead, and you know Steve is kissing you. His usual soft demeanor is slipping, excitement bleeding into his actions, and you drink it all in. 

Metal fingers trace down your arm, sending shivers down your spine. Bucky undoes the clasp of your bra and tugs the garment off your body. His hands cup your breasts, rolling your nipples between his fingers. The difference in temperature between flesh and metal heightens the pleasure, and you feel a whimper escape your lips. 

You’ve seen Bucky and Steve work together enough that you know they’re exchanging glances, guiding each other to find a way to draw the most pleasure out of you. They work in tandem, so in synch, you sometimes think they can read each other’s thoughts. 

Lips trail down your neck to your tits. A tongue swirls around your nipple before teeth graze over the bud. You gasp, arching against the cool wood of the table. Those teeth continue their descent, dragging over your stomach before latching on to your panties and tugging them down your legs. 

You can tell it’s Steve as he settles between your thighs, his familiar bulk warming you. You can practically feel his eyes as they roam over your exposed pussy, and you arch for him, silently begging for him to give you what you want. 

Steve drags his tongue up your pussy before pressing it against your clit, causing you to moan, the vibration rattling your chest. Metal fingers tap on the inside of your wrist, asking for a check-in.

You press the button in your fingers and nod, a smile tugging at your lips. Bucky taps again, confirming that he knows you’re okay before letting his hand trail across your body to your neck. He wraps those fingers around the column of your throat and squeezes gently, just enough to give you a taste. He withdraws and comes back a moment later, shifting the gag to drag the head of his cock against your lips. You open wide, taking him in hungrily, and let him use your mouth. 

Steve eats you out in earnest while Bucky fucks your mouth, and all you can do is hold on to the table as tightly as you can. Without being able to see and hear, your other senses are dialed up to 1000. You know you’re making noises; you can feel them leaving your body in heavy breaths and whimpers, but the fact that you can’t hear them is so strange. 

You run your tongue along the soft skin of Bucky’s dick and relish the salty taste of him. He hits the back of your throat, and you can nearly hear the groan he releases at the feeling.

Bucky angles your head so you take him even deeper as Steve drives you right to the edge of an orgasm. Your fingers tangle in Steve’s hair, keeping him right where you want him, and Bucky’s hand squeezes your throat. 

Steve hooks his arms around your legs, pressing his hands down on your lower belly as you come. You shake in his hold, arching against the table. Bucky’s grip on you eases, but he keeps fucking your mouth as you come down from the high. You can tell he’s close by the way his hips stutter and lose their rhythm, so you try to relax even more for him, taking more of his cock into your throat. He’s big, so it’s no easy feat, but you feel incredible knowing that you’re making him come undone. You’re the one making him feel so good. 

You can imagine the way Bucky is probably grinding his jaw, the way he’s probably wound so tight, ready to snap. He shudders and comes, filling your throat and mouth. You do your best to swallow what you can, but you can feel some leaking out the side of your mouth and down your cheek as he pulls out. Bucky’s calloused thumb swipes along your face and presses against your lips so you lick his finger clean. Once he’s satisfied, Bucky puts the gag back in place.

Another tap to your wrist, this time from Steve, pulls your attention back, and you grab the clicker, pressing the button once. He acknowledges the check-in before grasping your hips and flipping you over. He pulls you to the edge of the table, your legs hanging over the edge, and you shiver in anticipation. 

You feel Steve’s hands as they run down your back, anchoring themselves on your waist. Bucky must have moved to stand near him because his hands join in, caressing and teasing every inch of your skin. Hands hold you steady as Steve positions his cock at your entrance. Normally, he’d be whispering sweet, filthy words in your ear, and you’re sure he’s still saying it all even though you can’t hear him.

He sinks inside of you slowly, inch by inch. You try to wiggle back against him to take more of him, but Bucky holds you down, halting your movements. Steve takes his time, pulling out slightly before giving you another inch. It’s agonizing, tortuous. When he’s finally fully inside of you, you writhe against Bucky’s hold, begging for Steve to end his tormenting and just fuck you. 

You know you’re begging. You know they’re probably grinning ear to ear at the sound of those wanton whimpers muffled by the gag. They’ve always loved to hear you beg, and it seems to do the trick.

Steve pulls all the way out before slamming back inside of you, making your hips dig into the table. The bite of pain makes you ache for pleasure, and Steve gives it to you. He gives it to you hard and fast, hitting spots inside of you that make you see stars. You know Bucky is probably teasing Steve while he fucks you, goading him on to fuck you like you deserve, and you love it. 

You love the way Steve is pressing you down and making you take his cock. You love the way Bucky’s fingers slide down your ass to where you’re connected to Steve, teasing both of you at the same time. You love the way that they know exactly what you want without you having to say a single word. 

Your orgasm blooms in your belly, and before you know it, the wave is crashing over you. Your legs buckle, but your two men hold you steady. You moan around the gag and shake as Steve follows you over the edge. Heat floods your pussy as he comes inside of you. When he pulls out, Bucky lifts you from the table and sits down with you in his lap. 

Together, Steve and Bucky bring you back to the real world. The gag is undone, and the earplugs are plucked out. Finally, they remove the blindfold. You rub your eyes as they adjust to the light, your vision blurry and fuzzy. 

“How’re you feeling, princess?” Steve asks, rubbing your back. You grin up at him and see his bright eyes shining back,

“Incredible.” Bucky kisses your cheek, and the two of them help you to the bathroom, where they run a bath. Never in your life have you trusted someone enough to take away your senses and control, but Bucky and Steve are just so… different. They make you feel so safe, so protected. You can’t wait to see what the three of you try next.

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[bubblessunshinehoney]

STUCKY X READER

A little fic about reader having her periods and suffering a lot (hi, I'm reader)

Drabble of this AU: roommates

You couldn't remember the last time you were in so much pain. The last few months, all went almost smoothly, your cramps were manageable and you could carry on with your life.

But not this time, no...today you felt like someone wanted to rip you guts out. You couldn't feel your legs, or breath normally with how much your cramps were torturing you.

You took meds, but they weren't strong enough. You felt like puking and fainting...in what order you had no idea. You tried to focus on your laptop, but you felt dizzy and your vision was blurry. You wished you were home and not at work, but you didn't expect them to arrive now. Fucking periods...how you loved to me a woman...

You whimpered quietly as you got up for your lunch break. Your legs felt like jelly and you focused hard on to get to the elevator to get to the cafeteria.

"Doll!"

You turned in the corridor to see your boyfriend...no boyfriends. Steve was there too. You wickly smiled at them.

"Did you forget we have lunch together ?" Steve asked with a little smirk.

"Kinda ?" You whispered, you weren't able to talk louder with how painful and tired you were.

They both frowned and walked quickly to get to you. Bucky gently took your face in his hands and you leaned into his touch.

"Sweetheart? What's wrong?" Asked Steve worriedly.

"Got my periods this mornin...", you started to tead up. "Sorry, its just...I... hurt so bad"

Bucky took you in his arms gently, kissing the top of your head.

"No work for you this afternoon. You're going home with us.", declared Bucky.

"I'm calling your boss now to tell him you're sick.", said Steve while taking his phone out.

"No, I can work...I ne--" you stopped because a bad cramps shut you up.

"No, doll. You need to rest, take the strong meds and have a warm bottle on your tummy. We'll take care of you".

Steve talked quietly and quickly into the phone, while Bucky led you out. He ordered an uber, not wanting you to be in the public transport.

When you all arrived home, they made you change, dressing you up in one of their shirts and jogging. Steve laid you down on the couch, while Bucky warmed up your water bottle, before asking you want you wanted to eat.

"Not hungry", you mumbled.

"You need to eat for you to take your meds, sweetheart", said Steve gently while stroking your hair.

"What about some soup and a Grilled cheese, doll ?"

You nodded and they got to work. Adding some herbal tea. You ate and took your meds. After a while you fall asleep on the couch.

When you woke up, you were in your bed, engulfs in the warmth of your boyfriends. Bucky was massaging your back, while Steve was stroking your hair.

"Hey there princess", they murmured in unison.

You hummed and nuzzled closer to steve, while bringing bucky closer too.

"Spoon" you mumbled groggily.

They smiled and took care of you for the rest of the day.

[navybrat817]

Navy, what type of qualities do you think Stucky would value most with their captive wife?

Bucky and Steve want someone compassionate. Both have been through differing degrees of hell and showing sympathy and wanting to help others would certainly get their attention. Someone like that, they may try to say others would take advantage of you and your big heart. You're better off with them because they'll take care of you and you'll take care of them.

Going back a bit to the time where they're from, they would appreciate a clean home and food on the table. They take turns picking the meals and get you cute aprons to wear while you cook. If you're dolled up once it's time to eat, even better because you wanted to look pretty for them.

They also expect you to listen. They're in charge. If you break any of the rules set or try to run away, they'll have to punish you. You're not sure what's scarier at first, Steve's authoritative voice or Bucky's silence. It's for your own good though.

You'll learn to accept that in time.

Love and thanks!

[howlingscarlet]

Steve and Bucky who are both in love with you and each other so they start hooking up with each other and are still pining over you. You catch them hooking up

"Can I join?"

🤭

I see your “catching them hooking up” and raise you “them moaning your name and talking about you while they hook up”

Cw: fleshlight use, oral sex (f & m receiving), vaginal fingering, double penetration, cum eating

It’s something they do pretty regularly. Bucky’s thrusting the fleshlight up and down Steve’s cock, pretending it’s your pussy. He’s saying to Steve, “She feels so good doesn’t she? You know wanna come inside her? Fill her up?” while Steve clutches onto the bedsheets and moans your name. Then you come in, completely forgetting to knock. You just wanted to ask them about a mission report when you see them. The words just fall out of your mouth. Steve’s a little embarrassed but Bucky’s just fucking smirking and says “what are you waiting for doll?” You’ve never undressed so quickly in your life and they’re both just staring at you with hearts in their eyes as they take in your naked form. Steve’s face is flushed red when you go to him first. He’s so hard and when you ask him if you can take him in your mouth he nearly faints. Bucky watches intently as you bob your head on Steve’s cock. He touches himself as he watches, until watching isn’t enough and he comes up behind you. He teases you with his fingers making you whine around Steve, which then makes him moan in return. You pull off Steve for a moment to beg Bucky to stop teasing you and he’s quick to relent, plunging two of his thick fingers into your soaking cunt. He curls his fingers into you with such skill as he tries to prep you to take his cock. He makes you come at least once on his fingers before he decides you’re ready. Steve’s barely holding it together when Bucky finally thrusts into you, forcing you to take Steve deeper. They both moan loudly when you gag around him. Bucky strokes your clit to make you come again, telling Steve to come down your throat. He does so, chanting your name like a prayer and you’re not far behind him. Your orgasm washing over you as he spurts into your mouth. You pull off of Steve, your head coming to rest in his lap as Bucky picks up his pace, rutting into you to chase his own release. You notice then that he’s babbling on, talking about how good you feel. How much better the real thing is. Steve’s stroking your hair tenderly while he praises you, telling you how good you’re taking Bucky. Bucky’s hips start to stutter the closer he gets and Steve pulls him in for a kiss as he comes in you. When he pulls out his release runs down your thighs and you’re suddenly manhandled onto your back while Steve maneuvers himself between your thighs and cleans up the mess Bucky made. Bucky kisses you as Steve makes you come on his tongue. You’re completely disheveled and exhausted when they took you into their arms, Steve spooning you with his chest to your back while Bucky faces you so you can lay your head on his chest. They let you rest knowing the three of you have quite the conversation ahead of you.

[notinthislife50]

Chapter 1

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Not Mrs Walker

“Agent fury?” You whispered from the door way. Interrupting his meeting with agent hill. His head shot up and you understood the shock and confusion on their faces.

“I take it you know who I am" you smiled nervously.

“Yes, Mrs walker I do” he confirmed.

“Y/n please and my last name is y/l/n, I don’t go by walker anymore” you stated.

“In that case y/n what can I do for you?” He questioned.

“I need agent Coulson," you confirmed.

"I'm sorry y/n, but agent coulson is on a mission" maria apologised. "We don't know when he will back"

You tried to remain calm and smiled "did he ever tell you about project hide and seek” you asked meekly not sure if they knew what that was.

"Yes" fury answered harshly looking at you "it's a very classified mission y/n" looking at you accusingly, wondering how the hell you knew.

"I am project hide and seek" you whispered.

“Come in y/n” fury jumped up immediately.

“No” you snapped “sorry, no thank you" you smiled not trying to sound offensive "I can get away a lot quicker from here. Thank you though” trying to not sound harsh.

“I’m sorry y/n but agent coulson is underground at the minute but I am aware of the situation, what do you need?” He insisted.

“I need protection” you lifted up your arm showing a brief case attached to your wrist with a handcuff.

“In this case, I have the files on my soon to be ex husband and members of shield who are working for hydra, but they ARE coming too close to finding me, I don’t think I can last much longer on my own” you said sadly

[buck-star]

Not one, but two | B.B / S.R

Your best friends have another fun idea for a party than people usually have.

Pairing -> College!Bucky Barnes x College!Fem!Reader x College!Steve Rogers

Wordcount -> 1.022 Words

Warnings -> Minors DNI, 18+, smut, fingering, breast play, breast worship, multiple orgasm, sex tape/filming, semi public sex, masturbation (m!rec), allusion of double penetration, allusion of unprotected sex, best friends to lovers

Request -> Freakytober / Bucky Barnes x Reader x Steve Rogers / Best friend / public sex, semi public sex, sex tape, masturbation, breast worship / “So tight, feels so fucking good!”, “Let me hear you.” / anon

Authors Note -> Thank you for the request. Hope you like it.

Events -> Stucky Bingo: Round 5 | 5089 | G3 | Friends to lovers | Hot Bucky Summer | Week 13 | FREE WEEK, Optional Prompts: "M", (Mutual) Masturbation, Masochism, Medical Play | @buckybarnesevents

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You’re not sure how you could end up in the bathroom with your best friends, but there you are, exposed in front of two men who look at you with hungry eyes, licking their lips. While Steve is standing in front of you, you have Bucky standing behind you, his big hands wandering up and down your sides.

A soft moan escapes your lips as Steve’s rough hands wander over your stomach up to your chest. He is holding your hips while Bucky kisses and sucks the soft skin on your neck, but now it’s his turn, and Bucky is the one who brings his hands to your waist, pulling you flash against his broad chest.

Steve growls, leaning forward to take one of your nipples into his mouth and pinching the other between his fingers. Your moans get louder, and you immediately place your hand on your mouth, muffling your moans and whines. Your best friend sucks on the soft skin of your nipples, changing every once in a while from left to right chest and back to left.

While Bucky’s hands slip down to your already dripping cunt, you try to keep quiet as best as you can — even though it’s hard with both of your best friends all over you to turn you into a whimpering and whining mess.

“Don’t hide those pretty sounds; let us hear you,” Bucky growls into your ear, his finger slipping through your wet folds, parting them to expose your clit. He slowly inches his thick digit to your clit, circling it and sending a wave of pleasure through your body. You arch your back, pushing your chest further toward Steve, who chuckles against your already bruised skin.

“Way better than the party outside. The bathroom isn’t the most romantic place, but we can take you out on a date tomorrow. What do you think, babydoll?” Bucky smirks against your neck. Kissing your soft skin while he plays with your clit.

With Steve playing with your breast, pinching your nipples and nibbling at your soft skin, and Bucky rubbing your clit as well as kissing your neck, you can’t help the coil that tightens in your lower stomach. Your best friends bring you closer and closer to the edge while you turn more and more into a whining mess in their arms.

The whole situation with your best friends casually talking about taking you on a date while they fuck you in a bathroom where everyone could walk in. It’s unlocked, but sometimes the lock doesn’t work or the people hear you, so it’s such a risky situation you’re in while your best friends are all over you, touching you and pleasuring you.

“Look at her, coming from just this bit of touch, such a filthy little girl for your best friends,” Steve says, chuckling as you nod. Bucky increases the pressure and speed of his fingers, getting soft moans out of you. The coil tightens even more until it snaps, and you come, your pussy clenching around nothing as Steve lets go of you and takes a step backwards, smirking at you. "Fuck, you look pretty when you come for us, sweetheart.”

Steve takes a step backwards, fishing his phone out of his pocket and letting you stare at his exposed chest and abs. He is just as muscular as Bucky, whose bare chest is pressing against your back, his fingers moving closer to your entrance, teasing your hole a few times while Steve starts the camera and ankles it so your whole body with Bucky behind is visible.

Bucky grins, dipping one of his thick fingers into you and pushing it as far as possible into your tight cunt. You moan, throwing your head against Bucky’s shoulder. Steve unbuckles his belt with one hand, trying to hold the phone as much as he can in you, as he slides down his pants and boxer briefs to free his rock-hard cock.

Bucky does the same behind you, letting you feel his weeping tip against your lower back. He thrusts forward, causing some friction. Your best friend groans into your ear. Both of them wrap their large hands around their cocks, rubbing them slowly as they watch you, while Bucky fingerfucks you. His speed increases, and he adds another thick digit and starts curling them inside of you.

The coil in your stomach tightens once again. You whimper, trying to press your thighs together, but Bucky thrusts his fingers still in a steady rhythm into you, feeling your walls squeezing him tight.

“Come, babydoll. You’re so tight; it feels so fucking good,” he groans, kissing your neck once again. He hits your sweet spot over and over again, earning whines and moans from you while you stare at Steve, who films the two of you and jerks himself off.

“If you’re good and come on Bucky’s finger now, we're gonna give you not just one cock but two, princess,” Steve says, grinning at you. The moment those words leave his lips, you come all over Bucky’s finger, grasping his arm as your knees feel suddenly weak and your legs shake.

Immense pleasure rushes through your body, and you pant heavily. Steve immediately comes closer and holds your hips, helping to steady you. Bucky’s finger thrust a few more times, fucking you through your orgasm.

You haven’t noticed that you’re staring at Steve’s shoulder and biting your lips until his rough thumb moves across your lips and you meet his ocean blue eyes — filled with lust and desire. And you know, you’re already shaking and sweating, but getting both of your best friends cocks sounds like the best idea. You need them so bad; you are already cock drunk without having one just yet.

“Look at our good girl, Bucky, panting and already so cock drunk for us,” Steve smirks, pressing his lips onto yours. Bucky kisses along your neck, humming in agreement with Steve’s statement, before they both lift you up and lower you on their hard, leaking cocks — hard and leaking just for you, ready to be buried deep in your pretty pussy.

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[hellsenthero]

Stressed Out

Written by: hellsenthero

Stucky X Reader

Back to back missions have gotten everyone stressed, but no one is quite as stressed as Captain America. What happens when he takes that stress out on his girlfriend?

Warnings/themes: Angst, fluff. (1.2K Words.)

MASTERLIST

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With back to back missions came sore bodies, tired minds and a mountain of paperwork.

Y/N didn't mind it for the most part. The paperwork gave her a chance to sit down and mentally digest her missions as she sipped her coffee. Bucky didn't mind either, it was the organization of it all that helped him, something he never had with Hydra.

But Steve, Captain America, had more paperwork than Y/N and Bucky combined. He had reports detailing missions that he wasn't even on. With his finished pile about the size of one sixteenth of his to do pile, Steve was fucking stressed, and it was getting to him. His normally mile long thread of patience was shorter than his fucking pinky nail. God help whoever comes into his office next.

God help his partners.

God help you, as you knock on your boyfriend's office door before quietly peering in. "Hey baby, how's it goin'?" You say softly. Steve doesn't give you an answer, doesn't even look up from his paperwork. His lack of response has you stepping further into the office, walking up to the side of his desk. You lay a gentle hand over Steve's shoulder and you can feel how tight his muscles are with stress. "Baby?" Finally, you catch Steve's attention.

"What?" Steve growls. It's shocking enough that you pull your hand away, recoiling away from your boyfriend.

"Excuse me?"

Steve pinched the bridge of his nose as he let out a heavy sigh. "I'm busy, Y/N, what do you want?"

A scoff escaped you before you could hold it back. "I wanted to check in on you. You skipped lunch and I made dinner for everyone."

Steve waved his hand at you before looking back down at his papers. "I don't need dinner right now, I'm busy working."

"Steve, you need to take a break-"

"Y/N! I'm busy! I have more paperwork than you or Bucky combined!"

"Fuck! Steve! You need to-" your heated words were cut off by Steve slamming his hand down upon his desk. You were surprised it didn't collapse from his strength.

"Fuck off!"

It was now, as his words hung in the air, that Steve's gaze finally met yours and your eyes stayed locked. Those two words felt like a physical blow to your chest, enough that you stepped back, once, twice, before Bucky came into the room unannounced.

"What's going on? What's with the yelling?" Bucky asked as he came to stand by you, his blue eyes flicking between you and Steve.

"Ask Steven," you bit out. Truthfully, you didn't know what to say to Bucky, you didn't know what was going on, not with you and Steve, he had never spoken to you like that before.

"Steve?" Bucky asked as he took a step closer to his desk. He's not stupid, he knows his boyfriend and girlfriend have just been in a blowout, but about what, he hasn't a fucking clue. Steve’s cheeks are tinged red, his knuckles are white with his grip on the table and you look like you've seen a ghost. Your eyes are wide and your stance is ridged, ready to flee at a moment's notice.

Before Steve can answer his boyfriend, you're speaking up again. "I'm going to go," you say to no one in particular before facing Bucky. "Maybe you'll have better luck getting Steven to pull his head out of his ass," you throw a hard look at the blond male before walking towards the office door, still open from when Bucky barged in. "Or perhaps he'll just tell you to fuck off as well." With that, you shut the door to the office behind you.

Bucky turns to Steve, whose head is now hung, his shoulders deflated. "What the fuck is she talking about, Steve?"

Steve shook his head, already feeling the self hate bubble up inside himself from how he'd treated his girlfriend. “I fucked up-”

“Clearly.” Bucky bites out.

“I took my stress out on Y/N, yelled at her.”

“Fuck, Steve,”

“I know!” Steve's voice raises again and Bucky shoots him a look that says, really, you wanna take that tone? Steve huffs, blowing out a long breath before he repeats his earlier words, this time in a softer tone. “I know,” Steve says, “I fucked up.”

“Then go find our girl and apologize.”

Steve nods once, twice, before standing from his seat and walking around his desk. He stops in front of his boyfriend for a moment, putting a gentle hand on his wrist. “I'm sorry.”

Bucky shakes his head for a moment before he leans forward and presses a kiss to Steve's forehead. “I know, but I'm not the one you need to be apologizing to.”

—

You were curled up in your bed, hiding beneath a mountain of blankets when Steve finds you. You're in your old bed, what was now only used as a spare room. Just that told Steve that he'd fucked up.

“Baby?” Steve's voice is hesitant, in turn, he receives no answer from you. “I’m sorry,” Steve goes on. He pauses again, waiting for a response from you, for a huff or some yelling, but all he receives back is silence. “Thank you for making dinner,” Steve tries again. “I didn’t mean to be such a jackass, especially when you were just looking out for me.”

Finally, you turn around and Steve is met with your sullen expression. Your cheeks feel hot and you don’t know if it’s from your fight or from being curled up in your bed. “You’re right Steven, I was just trying to look out for you before you reached a burn out and you fucking exploded at me.”

Steve's silent for a moment, thinking over your words before answering you. “I think,” He pauses for a moment before carrying on. “I think I’m already burnt out, baby. I never should have reacted to you like that, and if I was in my right mind, I wouldn’t have.”

Shame fills Steve like hot acid, coiling in the pit of his stomach. “I'm so sorry. I wouldn't ever want to hurt you, Y/N. Being burnt out isn't an excuse for my lack of stress management. I'll try to manage my work and stress better from now on, baby.”

Pushing the covers back you sit up in bed. “Yeah, I think you are.” You pause, adjusting your position in bed before continuing. “You hurt me, yelling at me to fuck off.”

It's then that Bucky enters the bedroom with a gentle knock. “Are we all made up?” He asks.

Steve looks to you for the answer. “Yeah,” you smile softly, “we’re all made up. Stevie is just burnt out.” Before Steve can sag in relief at hearing his nickname slip from your lips, you point your finger at him. “But pull that shit again and you can go sleep outside for a fucking week.”

Quickly, Steve nods his head up and down, up and down, and up and down. “Can I hold you?”

“Yes,”

“Thank fuck,” Bucky interrupts. The both of you look at him with raised brows. Bucky shrugs his shoulders at the looks the two of you give him. “Just glad Stevie has his head out of his ass finally.”

A small chuckle escapes you as you shoot your boyfriend's a wink. “Yeah, but he still has some making up to do.”

[jen-with-a-pen]

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Dirty Dishes

Bucky x F!Reader (CATWS/CACW time periods)

You and Bucky share an apartment in Bucharest. Some nights are fine, others are tough. Nights with storms are especially tough.

WARNINGS: Angst, Bucky having flashbacks, panic/anxiety attacks

18+ Impressions On the Inside of Your Thigh

Beefy!Cowboy!Bucky Barnes x F!RanchHand!Reader

Head Ranch Hand James "Bucky" Barnes has had a very, very long day. Only way to remedy it is to make you squeal.

WARNINGS: grinding, pet names/name-calling, making out, dirty talk, oral sex (f!receiving)

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18+ FOXHUNT

WS!Beefy!Bucky Barnes x F!Avenger!Reader

Not only has HYDRA successfully executed their infiltration on S.H.I.E.L.D., but they have also reclaimed their finest weapon. Your safety isn't the only thing that's compromised.

WARNINGS: being hunted, implied non-con elements, violence, cursing, blood, bruising, beating, passing out, forced nudity

18+ Chains Around My Feet

Bucky Barnes x F!Reader; established relationship/friendship and most of work is told out of Reader's POV.

Being held captive and experimented on definitely wasn't in your job description. After what seems like months in HYDRA captivity, rescue finally arrives– but what is rescue if not relief from the suffering?

PLEASE SEE POST FOR FULL LIST OF WARNINGS major warnings: graphics horror elements, blood + gore, whump, hurt and absolutely ZERO comfort, major character betrayal, major character death, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT

18+ FILTHY, IMPETUOUS SOULS

parings: Protective!Avenger!Bucky Barnes x Sniper!Agent!Curvy!F!Reader

After what you assumed would be a successful mission, things veer off-course and you're stuck with Bucky Barnes in Istanbul with no way out until morning. The tension between you comes to head and nothing will be the same again.

warnings: enemies to lovers, angst, canon-level violence with just a bit more blood, guns, reader is a sniper/sharp-shooter, hate-making out, degradation, fighting, insults and cursing, teasing/banter, reader and bucky don't know how to talk about their feelings (or to eachother), spanking, doggy, angry-horny, rough-ish sex, pent up anger, pent up sexual tension, power dynamics, protective!Bucky, vague hinting to Bucky's PTSD, no use of y/n, reader is tagged as curvy and is described as such but body description is kept to a minimum

Honeysuckle

Bucky x F!Reader

The adventures of one James "Bucky" Barnes and our reader, Honeysuckle, mixed with a lot of mutual pining, with some help from Sam 'Wingman' Wilson. No real story line, just a mix of one shots that might end up loosely connected one day.

WARNINGS: mutual pining, requited love, idiots in love, slow burn, tooth-rotting fluff, maybe a little angst, established friendship, yes this takes place in the Tower

This House Had Swing In It - Coming Soon/Being Rewritten

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If You Go, I Go

CAFTA!Closeted!Pre-Serum!Steve x CAFTA!Closeted!Sergeant!Bucky Barnes

It's Bucky's last night before deployment. The evening does not go the way Steve, nor Bucky, thought it would.

WARNINGS: angst, loneliness, pining, closeted feelings, messing with canon

Dancing in the Kitchen

slightly possessive!Best Friend!Steve Rogers x Best Friend!F!Reader

Tony dumps you. Steve picks you up and puts you back together again.

WARNINGS: fluff and angst, insecurities, verbal abuse and insults/language, VERY SLIGHT possessiveness, emotions™

18+ ALL TIED UP (IN A BIG RED BOW)

Art Student!Frat Brother!Steve Rogers x Film Student!Sorority Sister!Reader

Inexperienced and still freshly-traumatized by his first heartbreak, Steve Rogers decides to finally move away for college after taking two gap years to work, save, and help his Ma around the house. It’ll be good for him. Away from his ex. Away from his hometown. He's excited to finally chase his dreams and begin again as a promising fine arts student at Richards College. Well, almost. Thanks to a generous scholarship spanning the next four years of his life, Steve is required to participate in on-campus Greek life. It’s simple: join a frat. They shouldn't be too intimidating. At least they're not as bad as they are in the movies, right? Right..?

general series warnings: frat bros being frat bros, sorority sisters being sorority sisters, manipulation, coercion, blackmail, fluff, angst, whump, explicit forced s3xual acts, slow burn, dissociation, nud1ty, dubcon (bordering noncon), forced drvgging, mentions of kidnapping, emotional damage, Steve's just trying his best, Bucky and Sam are major frat bros, Tony and Clint are somewhere I swear

18+ ALL WRAPPED UP (IN A BIG RED BOW) - COMING SOON

The Weight

Modern!Avengers!Stucky

Steve betrays Bucky in the worst way possible.

WARNINGS: angst, cheating, emotional damage/hurt, no comfort, swearing, mentions/desc. of vomiting

Coming Soon

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[holylulusworld]

Indecent Proposal (3)

Summary: Your boyfriend wants to be part of their empire. You are the pawn he’s willing to sacrifice.

Pairing: Mobster!Stucky x fem!Reader

Warnings: angst, language, shitty boyfriend, the reader doesn’t take shit from no one, tension, sexy mobsters, slow burn (kinda), talk about sex, horny mobsters, possessive mobsters

A/N: This is a shorter, interlude chapter. I wanted to go straight for the smut but decided against it because...I'm a tease :)

Indecent Proposal (2)

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In your youth, when you made a scrapbook for your future self, you never imagined ending up despising someone so much that you wished they were dead. It wasn’t in your plans that you end up between two mafia bosses who are about to kill your boyfriend.

“Do you want us to do it fast or slow?” Bucky nuzzles your cheek. He purrs your name, his intentions clear. “Name it, and we will do it.”

“I want him out of my life,” you sniff, and drop your gaze, “but…” You take a deep breath. “I don’t want to be responsible for his death. I can’t live knowing you killed him because of me.”

“Scott Lang will never come back to this town, and you’ll never hear from him,” Steve casually says as if it’s the most natural thing in the world to make people disappear. “If you don’t want us to kill him, he’ll live.”

You look away when Steve drags your now ex-boyfriend out of the room. Scott screams your name, begging you to take your words back.  You choke out a sob but don’t stop the mobster. Scott sold you to the mobsters without a second thought.

“He’ll never bug you again.”

“I don’t want him dead,” you lift your gaze to look at Bucky. “For tonight, I want to go home and…” You shake your head. “I can’t just…this is not how this will go. If you want me, you have to earn it. I’m not going to be a breeder.”

“You’re a lady after all,” you can hear the smirk in Bucky’s voice. It’s hard to ignore his piercing blue eyes, and the darkness in them. “I understand that you want to get to know us better before you go on your knees for me.”

You gasp at his crudeness. No man ever talked to you like this. “Maybe I want you to go on your knees for me first. I like me who can lick my pussy good.”

He flashes you a smirk and gives you a wink. You know better than falling for his charms and playfulness. Bucky is still one of the men holding your life in his hands.

“Aw, baby doll. Stevie and I can eat cunt for hours. If you are a good girl,” he says and cups your face with his metal hand, making you gasp, “I’ll let you ride my face one day.”

“Did you get started without me?” Steve walks back inside the room, as you try to find your voice. These men truly know how to make a woman nervous. “Just you know, my beard and face make a perfect throne for you, doll.”

“Stevie, she wants to get to know us before we go down and dirty,” Bucky whispers as runs his thumb over your cheek. The cool metal against your skin is a stark contrast to his fiery gaze. “Do we want to give her the chance to get to know us or do we want to have our way with her right here and now?”

“We are gentlemen, my love,” Steve runs his hand over Bucky’s back, making the mobster shudder. “Maybe she likes to watch.” The blonde flashes you a smile. “What do you say? Do you want to watch me taking Bucky apart? He makes the most beautiful noises for me.”

“I—”  You lick your dry lips. This must be a dream. The most beautiful men you ever saw fight for your attention and want to breed you. Even though you have to admit, that they are both scary as shit you can’t help but feel attracted to these men.

“Stevie don’t overwhelm her,” Bucky tuts. He brings you into his arms, shamelessly roaming your body with his hands. “Hmm…so soft and warm. I will love marking your body as mine.”

“Ours,” the blonde corrects. “We can’t let you go home, doll. You’ll only overthink things. How about you sleep in our guestroom? I promise nothing you don’t want will happen.”

You take a deep breath to calm your nerves. If you don’t stand up for yourself tonight, they will rule your life completely. “No,” you confidently say. “I will go home and think about everything happening tonight in the morning.”

“Doll,” Steve warns.

“You are allowed to drive me home, though,” you flash Steve a smile. “Gentlemen always make sure that their date comes home safely. Right?”

“Steve,” Bucky looks at his husband. Steve’s cheek twitches, just like his hands. He had other plans and now you want to go home. “It’s a great opportunity to have a look at her home. We can check on security and stuff.”

“Hmm…no good.” Steve pokes your window with his finger. “I could break into this death trap within two minutes or less.”

“Steve,” Bucky tries to stop his husband from throwing you over his shoulder to run away with you. For months, they have been watching you. Now that they finally got you in their clutches, Steve cannot wait to make you theirs completely. “Be nice.”

“Uh-the landlord just repaired the window, and I got a new lock,” you point out. The men are not convinced. Your small apartment cannot compare with their mansion, you know that. But watching them inspect your home makes you feel uneasy. “I know it’s not much, but it’s mine.”

“No, no, doll,” Steve turns his attention toward you, and away from the lock. “It’s a nice apartment. We know Scott didn’t help you pay for shit.”

“While you are here, we should talk about a few rules,” you try to sound confident. “No talking about Scott. Not now, not ever.”

“Noted, doll,” Bucky calls from inside your bedroom. He got bold and opened your drawer to look at your underwear. “Hmm…silk, cotton…oh…woo-hoo…”

“Hey! That’s…” You gasp as Bucky twirls an open-back lace panty around his finger. “I found the naughty stuff, Stevie. She will look so good wearing these only for us. I bet,” he licks his sinful lips as he throws the panties at his husband, “she’ll look even better wearing these while full of cock.”

“Buck, relax,” Steve laughs as he can see the prominent erection strain against Bucky’s pants. “Y/N wants to take things slow.”

“I want to know if I’m only going to be a body you can use or part of your life. If you want me to carry your child, give me more than dick…”

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Chapter 3: Stuck-y in another universe

Pairing: 40s Stucky x reader

Word count: 3.0k

Warnings: angst, kissing, Steve and Bucky being in love, implied smut m/m, Steve and Bucky figuring out their sexuality (kind of), guns, bullets, if I missed something let me know

A/N: I am so excited to be part of this project. I hope you like this chapter and make sure you check out the previous ones!

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Ch 2

Feeling a light in your eyes you groan loudly turning you frown “Oh no…” You manage to open an eye and realize it happened again, your heart sunk as you realized you were not in the hotel room with Dean, but where were you now?

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The room you found yourself in was dark, with just a sliver of light coming from above you. But that’s not what scared you. The shouting, gunfire and explosions outside did. It felt like a war zone, or what a war zone in a movie sounded like. You felt around until you found a wall, then you moved until you felt metal and hoped it was a door. With the door handle in hand you take a deep breath and twist it open.

The noise was a lot worse in the hallway. Above you the lights flickered and the building shook. There were two options, stay in the room you were in or walk out and hope to find someone that was willing to help you. After talking yourself into it you step out into the hallway. Another explosion rocks the building. The further down you go the more the chaos comes into view. People were shouting at each other but you couldn’t make out what they were saying. It wasn’t until you were just about to round the corner that you could hear better. They were speaking another language, was that German?

An ungodly shriek was ripped from your lips when a bullet hit the wall beside your head. Some soldiers surrendered while others went down fighting. When the smoke cleared you were left in awe. Standing in front of you in a ‘V’ formation were the Howling Commandos. Captain America was front and center with his shield in one hand and his gun in the other. His eyes landed on you as the last of the enemy soldiers hit the ground. He turned his head and said something before he lowered his weapon.

“Hello, my name is-“

“Steve Rogers.” You cut him off.

Behind his cowl his eyes go wide and he shoots another glance over his shoulder.

“How do you know that?”

“I uh…” you stare at him for a moment. How are you going to explain this situation to him? “It’s kind of complicated.”

“You’re in the middle of an enemy base. You’re either with them or their prisoner. Which one is it?”

“Neither.”

“Doll, we really don’t have time for your mind games here. The people in this building are dangerous. Are you with them or not?” Bucky stepped forward and looked at you.

“No. Absolutely not. I could never.”

“Ok, then why don’t we get you out of here so that you can explain how you got here.” Bucky stretched his hand out for you to take which you did.

He pulled you towards him as he looked you up and down to check for any injuries. Being satisfied he didn’t find any but confused by what you were wearing, Bucky escorted you out.

Outside the smell of gunpowder and blood hangs in the air. There are destroyed cars and tanks all over the place. The building looks like it’s falling apart and the banners that hang on the side of the building are black. The insignia being a red skull and tentacles. You gasp as you take it all in. This is the third place you've been pulled to and you still weren’t used to it happening. The ‘jumping’ was exhausting. It didn’t help that you’re not sure how long you’ve been gone either. Has it been a few hours or a few days?

“Ok, let’s start with the basics. What’s your name and what are you doing here?” Bucky asks. Steve stands beside him and eyes you cautiously. The starry eyed look in your eye throws him off.

“My name is Y/N and I don’t know.”

“What do you mean you don’t know?”

You sigh and explain to them how you had gone out to get food and when you walked into the restaurant you were in a different universe. Then you explained how you were getting help and it happened again and then one more and now you were standing in front of them.

“That’s impossible.” Steve shakes his head.

“More impossible that you going from 90 pounds soaking wet to this.” You gesture at his much larger frame. “With the help of the serum that Erskine injected you with. Or the fact that you’re fighting hydra lead by a guy named Red Skull, which by the way is such an unoriginal and stupid name.”

Bucky bites back a smirk.

“How do you know any of that?”

“Because the universe I’m from, you’re comic book and movie characters. All of this is just a story.”

Steve and Bucky look at each other completely confused before they look back at you.

“If it makes you feel any better you two are my favorite.”

“I’m not sure if that does, doll.”

“Well we have to get you out of here. In this universe this is a real war. Do you know when you’ll jump again?” Steve asks softly.

“Unfortunately no, it just happens. That last time it happened, I was sleeping.”

Steve nods as he looks around trying to come up with a plan.

“You’ll have to come with us for the time being. Have you ever been on a motorcycle?”

“Nope.”

“Well it’s your lucky day.” Bucky says as they guide you toward a few motorcycles just outside the base entrance. He throws his leg over his motorcycle and offers you his hand. “Alright, you’re going to have to hold on tight. We’ll be driving for a while and the paths aren’t smooth.” You smile and take his hand before you realize it’s his left hand. The smile you had falters slightly but you move quickly hoping he doesn’t notice.

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It had been hours since you found yourself in the middle of Germany in the 1940s. Now you were on the back of a motorcycle hanging on to Steve for dear life. Every so often he would place his hand over yours as a way to keep you calm. They had been sweet, both Steve and Bucky had ensured your comfort even in such a horrible situation. Finally after riding for so long the commandos came to a stop in front of an abandoned cabin. If it were with anyone else you would feel uncomfortable that they’d veered off the main path and into the forest but you felt safe with them.

“We’ll have to camp out here for the night.” Steve says as he helps you off of the motorcycle. “We still have a day's journey before we meet up with our contact. He’ll take you somewhere safer than this place is.”

“And who is he?”

“You’ll meet him soon enough.”

“You mean Howard Stark?” You ask.

Again Steve looks at you bewildered but nods.

“Don’t freak out on me. I just want to know if things here happen the way they do in the movie version.”

“Yeah Stevie don't freak out on her, punk.”

“I’m not freaking out, jerk.”

You smile as you look between them and they stop their bickering to look back at you.

“What?”

“Nothing, you’re just doing the thing.”

“How much do you know about our lives?”

You think and then tell them everything up to them both of them being in the howling commandos. Without knowing how revealing the future could affect them you leave out the things that haven’t happened yet. The nervous glance they gave each other completely escaped you.

“Wow. That is a lot of information. Not all of it is correct though.” Bucky murmurs before he opens the door to the cabin that has been checked out by the other Howlies. He motions for you to walk in first.

“Sorry, again I don’t mean to freak you out. But honestly I’m such a huge fan. You guys are great.”

Steve gives you a small shy smile as he places his shield against the wall. Two Howlies stand guard outside while two start a fire in the chimney.

“We’re going to see if there are any blankets for you but seeing as this place has been abandoned for a while we’re not sure what we’ll find.”

“It’s ok, I appreciate that you’re even accommodating me.”

Bucky winks at you before walking up the stairs with Steve following. The wooden structure creaks under their weight. Without much to do you sit and lean against the wall near Steve’s shield and close your eyes.

****

You woke up suddenly, startled and afraid that you were in some other universe. After wiping the sleep away from your eyes you looked around and were surprised to find that you were still with the Howlies. There was an old tattered blanket draped over you and you knew it must have been Steve or Bucky that had covered you up. As quietly as you can, you get up and peek out of one of the windows. From there you can see Falsworth standing guard, in the rest of the room are the Howlies except for Steve, Bucky and Morita. You wondered if they were all out in watch but then you heard footsteps above you.

Without a second thought you walk quietly up the stairs and toward the end of the ill lit hallway. You open the door thinking you’d find Steve and Bucky trying to sleep but what you see is much more interesting.

Steve has Bucky pinned against the wall, their lips meeting in a frenzied and desperate dance. Hands moving gracefully to remove clothing. You must have stayed there longer than you realized because Bucky pushes Steve away. There’s a panicked look in his eyes when he looks over at you. Steve’s cheeks flush pink when he realizes they’ve been caught.

“I am so sorry.” You whisper before you start closing the door.

Steve holds it open and gently pulls you inside. Behind you Bucky is trying to redress himself.

“Please, you can’t say anything. Our careers would be over, we would get thrown in jail or asylums over this.” Steve held your hands and squeezed. His eyes were full of fear as he looked from you to Bucky.

“What? No I won’t say a word. Your secret is safe with me I promise.”

“Really? Just like that?” Bucky asks cautiously.

“Yes, just like that. Might I remind you I’m from a different universe and different time period. Two men being in love isn’t punishable by jail time or being thrown into an asylum. I mean there are still people that won’t accept it but for the most part you have the freedom to love who you want to.”

Bucky’s eyes soften as he looks at Steve. A sad smile plays on both their lips. A silent understanding that they’ll never get to be together freely passes amongst the three of you.

“I’ll go and give you guys some privacy.”

You smile when you watch them hold hands before you walk out Bucky speaks up.

“Thank you. It feels good that someone knows and doesn’t hate us for it.”

You give them a little wink and shut the door behind you.

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The following morning after a quick breakfast you find yourself holding on to Bucky while you ride through Germany. At this moment you have to wonder if you’re dreaming or something. Things like this don’t happen in your reality. More importantly you’re still debating on whether to tell them the truth about what’s going to happen in the very near future.

The roar of the motorcycles begins to die down as you make it to a small mostly untouched town. It’s filled with allied soldiers running around. At the end of the road the Howlies all park their bikes at what seems to be a small hotel.

Once everyone is off their bikes they’re met with Colonel Phillips, Howard Stark and Peggy Carter. All eyes were on you but you couldn’t be surprised you stuck out like a sore thumb.

“And who do we have here?” Howard stepped forward first, his hand stretched out in order to shake yours. “Name’s Howard Stark.”

“Y/N.”

“That’s a lovely name.”

“Laying it on a bit thick there aren’t you, Stark?” Bucky walks up and stands beside you.

“Where did you find her?”

The question came from Peggy. Her gaze moved from your feet all the way up as she scrutinized your very existence.

“At a hydra base.” Steve says as he also stands a bit closer to you.

“So she could be the enemy. We have to lock her up.”

“Like hell you will.”

“You’d have to go through me.”

Bucky and Steve both speak up at the same time.

“I’m sorry gentlemen but we can’t let someone that was in a hydra base and we know nothing about, run free.”

“I will take responsibility for her.”

Everyone’s eyes were on Steve.

“I’m sorry but I can’t take your word for it.”

“Seriously?” You speak up. “You have the literal worst track record for not listening to Steve and he’s proved you wrong time and time again dude.”

“Dude? Do I look like a dude to you?”

“Well actua-“ your response is stopped by Bucky’s hand over your mouth.

“Sir if you don’t mind we’ve been out in the field for weeks. We’d really like to clean up and have something to eat.”

“Fine. But she’s staying in your room so that you can keep an eye on her.” Phillips huffs before turning around and stomping away.

“Steve, might I have a word with you?”

“Of course Peggy.” He says before looking over at you and Bucky. “Why don’t you go ahead, I’ll catch up with you.” He sends a small smile your way before following Peggy into what seemed to be the makeshift office.

****

“I’ve never missed a bed so much in my life.” You mutter as you fling yourself on the full sized bed.

It wasn’t the best thing in the world but sleeping on the floor and then sitting on the back of a motorcycle for two days was taking a toll. You sigh as you close your eyes. Bucky chuckles but moves to lay down beside you.

“So is there someone special that’s worrying about you back home?”

“The only special person waiting for me is whoever answered the phone when I placed my order for takeout.”

Bucky turns his head to look at you with a smile.

“So no special guy or gal?”

“Nope. Just lil old me all on my lonesome.”

“Hhm, seems like the future is full of idiots.” He says, making you smile.

“If I make it back home I’m putting that on a t-shirt.”

Bucky chuckles as the door to the room opens and Steve steps in. You prop yourself up on your elbows and study him. His cheeks are rosy and he has a pout.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing important, just needed to set up some time to prepare for the next missions.”

Bucky sat up and extended his hand toward Steve who took it gently. They smiled at each other and it felt like you were suddenly intruding on a very intimate moment. You tried to move away without being noticed but that was difficult.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Bathroom. I thought I’d give you some privacy and freshen up.” You say as you walk backwards into the bathroom. They both smirked but let you go.

****

You took a long time in the bathroom. At this point you weren’t sure if it was even ok for you to walk back out into the main room or just stay there for the rest of the evening. A knock on the door startles you out of your thoughts. With a sheepish smile you open the door and Steve chuckles.

“You can come on out. We brought dinner.”

You walk out to find Bucky sitting on the floor with a makeshift picnic waiting.

“Was the bathroom as interesting as you’d thought it’d be, doll?”

“You’d actually be surprised at how different bathrooms are in the future.”

They both chuckle and you sit down. Steve and Bucky give each other knowing glances before Bucky clears his throat.

“Well we wanted to thank you again for last night.”

“There’s no need.”

“But we do. It’s not easy to have to hide how we feel for each other from the world. We actually had a question.” Steve said.

“Ok, what’s the question?”

“In your universe and your time, is it possible that someone can like men and women?”

“Absolutely.”

“So it wouldn’t be weird if I said I wanted to kiss you?” Bucky asks as he shifts closer to you, his hand coming up to cup your cheek.

“Wh-what? What about Steve?”

“Sweetheart, I want to kiss you too.”

“Oh.”

Bucky chuckles as he leans in, his lips brushing up against yours. “So?”

“So?”

“Can I kiss you, doll?”

“Please.”

Bucky smiles into the kiss. His lips soft, the kiss sweet. As much as you can feel him trying to hold back his resolve breaks and he deepens the kiss. You can’t help the moan that escapes you. But it doesn’t last because Bucky pulls away and you turn just in time to have Steve crush his lips to yours. He doesn’t hold back either.

You pull back that dreaded and familiar chill runs down your back. The change in your body language alerts the boys that something’s wrong.

“It’s happening again.” You say frantically.

“What’s happening?”

“I’m going to jump.” you shiver as the sensation gets stronger and you look between Steve and Bucky. Their worried gazes move from you to each other and back. “Whatever happens don’t get on the tr-“

The air shifts around you, a chill runs down your back again and you’re no longer sitting on the floor of a beaten down hotel room in the middle of Germany in the 1940s. The last thing you heard was them calling out your name. This time you feel exhausted. These jumps are draining you and yet again you’re in a universe you don’t recognize. A tear rolls down your cheek as you finally look around to try and figure out where you are.

Most importantly, will you figure out a way to get back?

Ch 4

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