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Pup pt. 7
Alpha!Steve Rogers x Omega!FReader
Warnings: Talks of abuse , being forced a pound, strong cursing towards a person, talks of guns being pointed at reader.
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Brock growled as he watched from the woods as Y/n. Standing far enough away to not be noted as he watched them with binoculars. His wife was being helped and held close to this alpha. Watching them as the Alpha helped her back into his house. The grip on the binoculars was tight as they even cracked like they were going to break under the alphas grip.
Brock wanted to just forget Y/n. She was worthless anyways. He tried to play the nice guy. As his family is getting looked in hard about some shady business. He needed to make sure Y/n trusted him to not tell about the ways of the group. Its why he held off mating her after their marriage. He tried to warm her up and get her to agree to the mating. But she was holding out too long. Brock had needs and this omega was holding out on him. He was losing his temper. Finding his relieve in other omegas. His breaking point was finally her heat came and she refused to have him around her. Locking herself in a room and denying his claiming attempts. He snapped, yelling at her and trying to hold her down. But she got away and got out of the house running. He was going to let her till his father yelled at him to go after her and drag her back here. Now he's been out here for months trying to get this fucking omega back. But she always got away.
Grumbling again he garbed his state out stuff as he headed back in town. It was time to do something about this alpha who was holding his wife from him.
Unknown to Brock there were eyes on him watching him. Watching as he stormed away. A set of beta eyes as he was scoping out the forest after getting reports of hunters in the woods while it wasn't any season for hunting. The beta watched as the alpha walked away back towards the town. Before he backed up and headed back to the ATV. He graded the radio as he paged into the sheriffs office. "This is officer Maximoff. Paging for Sheriff Wilson.".
"Sheriff Wilson Speaking. What you got Pietro?"
"I have eyes on that Alpha you said to keep a look out for. Spotted him outside of Rogers property. Seeming to be watching or stalking the property. He just cleaned up and headed back to Town."
"Good work Maximoff. Finnish your route and head back.".
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The two days Sam sent the Maximoff twins off to town to check out if the town heard or saw this alpha around. "Got what did y'all get?". Sam asked as he sat down at his desk looking for the small file he started after Steve informed him about the alpha that might become a problem in town. "Most of the town people have seen him. Said he's been walking around asking about an omega. To the description that Steve gave us. He also has been asking about Steve. But most of the towns people said they gave him no information as he seemed very sketchy about the omega.". Wanda read out all the information she wrote down that she got from different towns people. "And I talked to Old Man John. He said that the alpha was asking about the closest store to be able to buy some camping equipment." Pietro also said as he read the reports he got. Sam nodded as he made quick notes about everything. "Good Work you two. Lets keep a close eye out for this guy. I'm not liking how this is sounding.". Sam said as he finished the file before putting it away. "Pietro head back into town doing rounds. Keep an eye out for him and an hear out if anyone has an problems with him." Sam dismisses them both. Pietro heads out to do this rounds. As Wanda makes her way to the desk. Filing reports and doing check up on certin things.
When a bit later she hears the dig of someone walking into the sheriffs office. She looks up smiling to greet the person. Her smile almost flutters as she sees the Alpha but she keeps herself composed. Trying to hold back her shivers as he walks over to the desk. She can just feel he is bad news. "Hi , welcome to the sheriffs office. How can I help you?". Brock smiled sadly at her. "Hi , I was wondering if the sheriff was in or there is an officer I can talk to?". Wanda nodded as she turns to face him more. "The Sheriff is in. I can go get him for you. But can I ask what this is about?". "There is an alpha in town I'm afraid is holding my wife against her will". Brock told her as he looks down very distressed. Wanda slightly pouted playing up being sad for him as she told him she will get the sheriff for him. If he wanted to take a seat while he waited. The smile falling as she turned away. The alpha tried to pay up the vicitm but the anger was still pouting out of him. Poking through the distressed feeling smells he tried to play out.
Wanda walked over to Sam's office knocking lightly before walking in and shutting the door behind her. "Sir He's here". Sam's head looked up at her surprised. "He? As in Brock Rumlow? the alpha that Steve told us about?". "Yes, said he's here to talk to you about an alpha holding up his wife". Wanda informed him. Sam nodded as he gestured for Wanda to go. "Tell him I will be with him in a second I need to make some calls.".. Wanda nodded as she headed back out. Putting the smile back on her face as she told Brock that the sheriff will be with in a bit.
Sam quickly called Steve. Informing him about what is happening.
--Meanwhile--
Y/n was starting to feel better a little bit. The meds were helping and she was getting use to the crouches. Even helping out Steve were she can. Like sitting and cutting up veggies for dinner and so on. Right now her and Steve were packing and going through his office as he was turning it into a bedroom for Y/n. Even though she said not to. He thought it would be good anyways. She had somewhere to stay till she was back on her feet and then he would have a spare room for friends and family. Plus he didn't use the office anyways. Which was made evident as the office mainly only had packed up boxes. Mostly with stuff like old pictures and stuff Steve just hasn't found a place for.
"Whos this?" Y/n asked. She was sat on a chair as she helped Steve go through some of the stuff to figure out where he would store it. When she came across a compass with a picture of a pretty brunette in it in his desk. Steve looked over as his heart fell a bit seeing the compass. He moved over as he gently took the compass and looked at the picture. "Her names Peggy." Steve said as he sadly smiled at the picture. "Shes...an old friend.". Y/n looked up at him as her eyebrows fall in a sadden look. She can see that look on Steve's face that girl was something more. A look of a deep love. One described in those old romance books. "Just an old friend?". Steve looked back at her as he closed the compass and set it down. A confused look as his eyebrow was raised. "Oh come on Steve. Friends don't look at Friends like that.". Steve sighed as he turned away to sort out some other stuff. "Yes... I was in love with her. .. We were high school sweethearts. She was a Beta but I didn't care. Never been an alpha to care about that shit. I thought she was the one. My one and only. But she moved away. Back home to England as she went to a university over there. so we broke up not able to handle the distances". Y/n softly from sadden for Steve as he seemed to have really loved this girl. "Why didn't you ever go after her?". Steve stopped as he looked down. Only knowing each other a few days. But it seems y/n could read him. Able to tell he wasn't one to give up like that. Especially on love.
"I did.". Steve said softly as he moved to face her again. Leaning back on a smaller shelf behind him. As he crossed his arms sighing as he looked down. "we kept in contact. I worked hard in college and took all the classes I could to graduate early. And once I did I bought a ticket and headed off to England. But when I got there I was too late.". "Too Late?" , Y/n asked watching him. "She moved on. Found a nice beta guy. He was in school working to be a veterinarian. Real nice guy. Treated her like a royalty. What she deserved. She felt bad not telling me. But seeing how she looked at him.... I knew. She moved on. and fell in love with an amazing guy. So I let her go. Headed back home and tried to forget her.". Y/n nodded as she watched the emotions go through Steve. After a moment Y/n spoke up again. "Do you still love her?".
Steve's head snapped up as he looked at Y/n. His eyes ran over her face. As he tried to pick up on her emotions. seeing how she felt about it. But she looked a bit relaxed. Happy to see that Steve was happy. And a little bit sad for Steve's heartbreak. He smiled softly as he looked at her. Caught himself as he noted he wasn't really focusing on her feelings about the situation but more wanting to see her be jealous almost. "No....Not anymore.".
Y/n tries biting back the smile as Steve looks at her. That look that he had when looking at her. It was a soft warm look. One that looking into maybe everything feel like its okay. like a warm , safe place.
There go back to working on cleaning out the room when Y/n excused herself to go to the bathroom. While she was gone , Steve's phone rang. Steve looked confused to see Sam calling him. "Hey Sam what's up?". "Red Star". Steve's heart drops as he used to code name They made up. Steve looked out the door to see Y/n barley getting to the bathroom. A bit slow on the crouches. He softly closed the door before he told Sam to talk as the coast was clear. "Your Alpha guy. Brock. He's here in the office. Asking to talk to me. Apparently he is trying to spin the story that his wife is being held against her will. I haven't fully talked to him yet. That's just what Wanda got from him. But I wanted to call to warn you as when I go out there, I have duty as the sheriff to take this serious and check it out.". Sam warned Steve. "I understand Sam. Thank you for calling me...I have an idea to throw him off. But I don't trust that he won't get upset and do something stupid.". Steve told him. "Don't worry about that I'm having Pietro come for back up along with Bucky. Just keep an hear open, i'm sure we will be up there shortly.". "Alright, thanks again Sam.". Steve said before hanging up with Sam. He sighed as he tossed his phone the side as he hung his head low , shaking his head.
"Steve? ..Everything okay?" Y/n asked as she walked/limped back into the room. Steve sighed again taking a sec before looking back at her. Knowing he needs to tell her. "Y/n.. Something happen or is going to happen i need to prepare you for.". Y/n's eyes scrunched together confused at Steve's very serious face as he helped her to sit back down in the chair. Steve crouched down to be face to face with her. "Brock went to the sheriffs saying I am holding you against your will." "What?" Y/n asked as her heart fell as she started to get scared. Steve took her hands trying to clam her. "He's spinning a tale that I'm holding you against your will, The sheriff is a buddy of mine. He told he was there and that he will have to come here to check on you and hear from you that you want to be here. Now I don't trust that Brock will take that and he will try something... So I have an idea to get him to act out and get arrested. But I need you to trust me." Y/n nodded as she took a deep breath trying to clam herself as she listened to him. "I trust you Steve" Steve softly smiled at her as he gently strokes her hands as he holds them. "The fake mark I gave you the other day.... let me scent it up again as it will seem like I just mated you. Which will probably piss him off.". Y/n nodded as she looked down nervously. Steve watched her trying to read her. "I don't have to if you don't feel comfortable.". Y/ns eyes snapped back up to Steve's. "No! .. sorry no, that's not.. I'm not uncomfortable about the fake mark...Its just....I'll have to face Brock won't I?". Steve fights back the smile as he want's to beam hearing her almost, excitement to have his mark on her , even if it was fake. He looked down composing himself. "Yes, but I'll be by your side the whole time. I promise". Y/n looked down for a second thinking before looking back to Steve nodding. As she agree to it.
Steve pulls back from Y/ns neck as he rebite the mark softly and scenting it. trying to hold back his alpha growl as he hers her softly whimper under him. Thoughts again filling his heads of her as a mate. Finally pulling back as he hears a knock at the door. The scents of Sam and that alpha Brock at the door. He looked at Y/n who looked a bit scared but once she looked back at Steve as he still held her face she calmed down nodding that she was ready. Steve told her to stay there till he called her.
Steve made his way to the door taking a breath before he opened the door. Smiling at Sam. "Sheriff , Hi. What can I do for you?". Sam nodded as he stood on the porch of the cabin Brock was stood down the steps of the porch. looking very pissed off as he looked Steve up and down. "Evening Steve. Sorry to bug you but this gentleman here said that his Wife is being held against her will here. So I need to check in. Is someone named Y/n Rumlow or Y/n L/n here?". Steve nodded as he called for Y/n. Who used the crouches to walk over. Setting them to the side as she leaded on Steve a bit. Asking whats going on with a slight smile. Trying to act like she doesn't see Brock. Who at this was fumming. "Evening Ma'am. Are you Y/n?" Y/n nodded as she looked at the Sheriff Sam. He was an alpha. But had the sweetest and kindest smile and look in his eyes. "Well ma'am I have a Mr. Brock Rumlow who said he is your husband and that you are being held against your will. Is that true?". Y/n's eyes cut back to Brocks. Normal his look would scare her a lot. Knowing what he can do to her. But stand next to Steve and meeting the people like Bucky and Nat. She felt more powerful to be able to get away from him. "No I'm not being held against my will. Mr.Rumlow is my ex husband. I am trying to get a divorce from.". "A divorce! Like hell! We arn't getting a divorce! You are my wife! You are mine! Even if you whored yourself out to this alpha you are still mine! Now lets go Y/n!" Brock growled as he made his way up the stairs and over.
Sam turned and pushed him back. "Mr. Rumlow! Back down now!" Brock growled as he push Sam down the stairs as he reached back into his back of his pants. Pulling out a gun as he pointed it at Y/n. Demanding her to come with him now if she doesn't want to really be hurt. Steve pushed Y/n Behind him as he stared Brock down. Who just smirked. "Even better I'll kill you and that sheriff and take mine Omega back." But as he said that he could hear the sounds of guns cocking behind him. He turned as he sees the sheriff standing with a gun pointed at him. Along with a Beta and an Alpha next to him pointing shotguns at him. As he was distracted Steve stepped in twisting his hand back to take his gun and pointing it back at him.
Sam cuffed the Alpha and walking him to the cop car as he read him his rights as he had Pietro take both Steve and Y/n's statement.
After some time Pietro got all that he needed letting Y/n and Steve go. "Pietro, Send the file to Tony Stark after everything is filed"
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I know this was long! I just couldn't stop writing this part! I hope you enjoy. If you wish to be on the tag list for this story please let me know. As well as I am thinking of having Tony , Peter and Pepper in the next one. What do you think they should be? My idea is Omega Tony and Peter and then Alpha! Pepper. -MM
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Mission — Heat | Steve Rogers
// Pairing // Alpha!Steve Rogers x Omega!Female!Reader
// Summary // Your best friend and you are on a mission but when he finds out about your heat he doesn’t let you do the mission — but one night in one bed is still enough to confess the real feelings.
// Wordcount // 6.714 Words
// Warnings // Explicit Content // 18+, Minors DNI, best friends to lovers, alpha/beta/omega, Alpha!Steve, Omega!Reader, Heat, true mates, smut, fingering (fem!receiving), teasing, lots of kisses, masturbation (male!receiving), unprotected p in v, multiple orgasm, squirting, little bit of degradation and begging, dirty talk, praises, fluff
// Request // Hi sweetie and happy 2K, you deserve them!! So I noticed you're doing that fun activist with prompts. I was thinking maybe: true mates who are childhood best friends? (A/B/O) It could be Steve Rogers ( I just imagine him a lot like an alpha😭) ? smut and a bit of fluff? Maybe they were supposed to go in a mission but she's starting her heat ( I think it's written like this?) so she stays behind and he offers to stay with her? they end up sleeping together and him taking care of her? ❤️ Sending you so much love!! @rogersbarber
// Authors Note // Hey, thank you for the request and for the nice words. It wasn’t supposed to be such a long oneshot but it turned out longer than expected. Hope you like it. Biggest thank you goes to my girl @bucks-babe for proofreading for me. You’re amazing and make my work so much better.
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// Masterlist | Steve Rogers Masterlist | 2000 Follower Celebration //
Being on a mission with your best friend was always your favorite kind of mission so you thought it would be like that this time too. Even though you got your heat just before you were getting ready for the mission — but your best friend knows it, he is used to it.
Steve Rogers, unmated Alpha and your best friend since childhood, the two of you grew up together, he always defended you in school, in front of other Alphas and he still does it when he notices that you don’t do it for yourself.
Even though he defends you sometimes still, he loves your attitude, your confidence and with every year the two of you grew older, things changed between the two of you — inside of him. He wouldn’t tell you, at least not yet. Steve loves the friendship the two of you have and he doesn't want to ruin it with his alpha instincts during your heats.
So little does he know that you went on the mission with him while getting into your heat. You smelled different but he was too focused on studying the file to care about your changing scent, maybe it was just another perfume you use?
“Have you read them? Sounds like they are in the hall and we ha—“ Steve says, sitting in a chair opposite you. The room has next to two chairs and a small table also a double bed — you already tested with a jump on it.
You’re currently in a hotel, waiting for the time you have the ‘meeting’ with the weapon dealer. Steve’s arms resting on his thick thighs and you looked at him up and down, while he was focused on the file. But now his blue eyes are piercing into yours, he tilts his head to the side and clears his throat.
“What are you doing there?” He asks, looking at your small construction on the bed. His shirts are placed around you on the mattress, you’re sitting with your back against the headboard and you’re focused on replacing a few of his shirts to make it more comfortable, while you listen to your best friend.
“N—Nothing, just wanted to see what you brought with you,” you say, smiling softly. Steve nods, not really believing what you try to convince him of.
“And you’re doing this by placing all my shirts around you?” His voice is soft but you can still hear a more dominant tone. You whimper quietly, trying to push all your thoughts away, you can’t let the omega inside of you get the control just yet. Not on a mission, not when you’re supposed to sleep in a bed with Steve.
“Yes? That’s a problem?” You ask, trying to sound as sweet as you can. Steve inhales deeply, and then it clicks in his mind, your scent isn’t different because of another perfume — oke at least not only because of that — it’s because you’re in heat and don’t want him to know it.
“Omega,” he growls, earring a whimper from you, knowing that he is right. “Fuck— why didn’t you tell me? Even using another perfume so I won’t smell it immediately? You can’t come on a mission with me, when— Oh fuck!”
“Language, Steve! Don’t use those words and I can! See, I'm here with you, on a mission,” you say, trying to play cool, while he gets up from the chair and paces through the room. Steve runs his hands through his hair, he loves you, he cares about you and that’s why you shouldn’t go on a mission during your heat — and especially not be in the same room — the same bed as the Alpha.
“I’m sorry, princess. But we will call Tony and get you home and I will do the mission alone or with another agent,” Steve says, frustration grows inside of him when he realizes that it’s evening and that you will have to stay the night in the same bed he does. “Or we let Sam and Bucky do that.”
“Stevie, I can do the mission with you, don’t make a big deal out of it please. It’s just my heat, oke?” You try, earning a glare that causes you to flinch and shut your mouth immediately.
“Not a big deal, huh? Do you know that most of the people we are going to meet there are Alphas? They will smell you, and when we do a mistake they will fucking get you and who knows what they are going to do then. With you — sweet Omega, they deal with weapons. Do you think they don’t have their omegas on a leash like a little pet?”
You sigh, maybe Steve is wrong but you two are a good team so they won’t get you and have you as their own personal toy, will they?
“Gonna call Tony now,” he huffs, reaching for his phone before he taps on it a few times before Tony picks up the call. You don’t really listen to the conversation, too frustrated that Steve doesn’t want to do the mission with you.
You grasp one after the other shirts of his, throwing it away. When you can’t go on a mission to him, you don’t want to be close to him. And as much as you crave your little nest with his shirts, you’re too mad to care about you. Luckily, your heat just started so you don’t have too bad cramps and when you get some you can still help yourself, you don’t need Steve or his stupid shirts — really good smelling shirts.
“What are you doing there, princess? First you build your nest with my shirts and now you throw them away, can you at least put them back into the bag?” Steve asks after hanging up and looking at you.
It only needs one look at you and he knows that you’re frustrated, that you’re going to be bratty because you’re always like that when Steve denies you. Sometimes you hate him, he is your best friend and you love him but those moments let you think if it could be a love-hate thing or something. Even though you know he is your true mate but since you’re both best friends you never wanted to risk your friendship for that, especially not because you never felt like you need a relationship just yet.
“Pick them up, ‘mega,” he growls, walking closer to the bed where you’re still sitting. You shake your head, pulling your legs against your chest and causing him to sigh. “That’s childish, you threw my clothes on the ground, now pick them up and bit them back into my bag.”
“Make me, Alpha,” you smirk when his eyes darken. Steve being feral is something you like to see, especially when his Alpha is more present, you have never seen his real Alpha side but the bits he lets slip are something you could get used to.
“Not gonna repeat myself. You’re playing with fire. Coming here in your heat, wanting to sleep in a bed with me—“
“You can sleep on the floor if you prefer that,” you shrug. Steve’s suddenly really close to you, his hand snapping forward and grasping your chin harshly. He tilts your head back, causing you to whine slightly.
“I wasn’t finished. You come here with me for the mission, you are going to sleep in a bed with me — wouldn’t I be used to it by now I would have fucked you into the mattress already and claimed you,” he groans, the thought making his dick twitch in his tight pants and he feels his boxer briefs soaking by his pre-cum.
“Calm down, you called Tony so it’s fine now? But I wouldn’t mind you claiming me, could try it, see if I would be such a sweet little omega and lie there for you,” you say, giggling softly while Steve’s features harden and his jaw clenches.
He doesn’t say anything, just letting go of your jaw and inhaling deeply. Steve turns away from you, making his way to the room into the bathroom. When the door closes a small pout forms on your lips, you never thought being close to someone would affect you like that but your best friend's short touch felt just so good. His warmth and the soft tingle he causes on your skin, you’re craving more but maybe it’s just because of your heat and nothing more.
For a moment you think about sneaking out of the room, getting some food or just for a walk. Or maybe you check out the location for the deal the next day and you will get up early to be there and help Sam and Bucky?
You decide against it, knowing that a whole lot of Alphas would smell you and no matter how confident you are, you don’t want one of them to jump on you. So you’re leaning back, your back resting against the headboard of the bed. You grasp your book, but since you destroyed your nest you feel uncomfortable.
Meanwhile Steve couldn’t stand it any longer, he needed to get out of the situation otherwise he didn’t know if he could have controlled himself any longer to not just ruin you for every other Alpha.
Your smell is so intoxicating, surrounding him like air. He had seen you in your heat so often but something changed, inside of him and between the two of you.
The warm water runs down his body, relaxing his tensed muscles but his cock is still rock-hard and there is only his hand as solution. Steve brings one of his hands to his shaft, immediately groaning quietly when he wraps his fingers around his thickness.
How would it feel if those fingers would be yours? Would your small hand actually fit around his length?
For a moment he tries to bring his thoughts to one of the porns he is watching when he jerks off but his mind doesn’t want to do it like Steve wants and he always has the picture of you in front of his eyes.
Steve slowly moves his hand up and down his shaft, the tip is red and leaking. He runs his thumb over the slit, groaning about the sensation. His hips jerk forward, meeting the movements of his hand. Steve throws his head back, fucking his fist hard and fast while he tries to muffle his groans as much as possible while biting his lip.
He wants — he needs to feel your fingers around his shaft. Or your mouth, your pussy. So warm and tight and all wet for him. Steve knows that he would stretch you like no one did before because you haven’t had many Alphas yet and Steve’s cock is thick and long.
Steve’s eyes immediately open and widen when he hears a soft knock at the door. He lets go of his cock before he mumbles a soft “come in”. You have seen him under the shower often, so it’s nothing new but he never had a hard on or at least just jerked off while thinking about you.
You open the door, walking into the room. You’re not looking at him, you don’t want him to feel uncomfortable, but you just don’t feel like being alone right now. Since you’re kids you’re used to sit in the bathroom with one another — when you were kids you also had a bath together — and just talk or be in silence.
“What’s up, princess?” Steve asks, turning around when you take a seat on the floor. You sigh softly, playing with your fingers in your lap, while Steve starts to wash himself.
“I’m sorry, I know I shouldn’t have come to the mission with you during my heat but I thought it wouldn’t be that bad, you know? And I’m sorry for throwing your clothes away, I just got mad when you said that,” you admit, looking around while you listen to the water of the shower.
“It’s oke, princess. I don’t blame you, but I don’t want you to be in danger and you know it’s easier to smell you when you’re in heat. Just don’t want you to get hurt,” Steve says, rubbing the shampoo into his hair before he continues to clean his body while he talks to you, making you laugh over and over again.
After the shower Steve asked you to look for some movies while he gets dressed, he used the moment to give his hard cock some relief. You immediately agreed and made your way back into the bedroom. Then you looked for a movie and built your nest with his shirts again.
Steve got a few snacks and drinks for the two of you and now you’re cuddled up into his side, his hand caressing your back softly while you watch the movie. It’s almost finished and you can’t wait to get some sleep, the cramps in your stomach getting worse but you try to ignore that and hide it from Steve.
Your best friend feels your tensing, his hand snaking around your waist to your lower stomach and he draws small circles on it, cashing you to sigh softly. The cramps aren’t completely gone but it’s definitely feeling really good when Steve caresses your skin as softly as he does right now.
When the movie ends you’re settling properly in bed, your back turned toward Steve and your knees close to your chest to try to get rid of the cramps. Steve feels your tension and he would love to help you but he won’t pressure you so he just tried to get some sleep himself.
After a few hours where you just tossed and turned around, Steve is still awake, knowing that you’re asleep. Your whimpers are louder as before and your scent is surrounding him, his mind goes dizzy and he can’t focus on anything else than you.
As hard as he tries to push the alpha inside of him to the side he can’t stop it anymore, needs you — needs to comfort you and needs to be inside you to give himself some relief too.
He slowly rolls to the side, you’re curled up into a little ball next to him, whimpering and tears fall down your cheeks but you’re still asleep. Steve reaches his hand out to slide over your arm, causing you to shiver lightly, his fingers brush over the soft skin of your arm to your shoulder. He puts some pressure on you, causing you to turn on your back while he guides his fingers over your breast.
A needy whine leaves your lips and you wake up slowly, noticing the soft touches. Steve smirks when you open your eyes and look at him with your sleepy expression. You look just so adorable and he can’t get his eyes off of you.
“W—What are you doing, Stevie?” You ask, his touch is still soft but intimate already. It’s not like it bothers you but you wonder what happens because he had himself always under control.
A low groan leaves his lips and his eyes are almost completely dark while he stares at you. His tongue poking out, wetting his lips. “Need to comfort you, ‘mega. Fucking need you, ‘m so hard for you and it will help you with your cramps, omega.”
His voice is rough and you shiver when you nod slightly. Steve’s fingers wrap around your breast, squeezing the soft flesh through your shirt before he pinches your nipple slightly. He causes moans to escape your mouth, groaning when he does that, his cock twitching in his pants and he can’t wait to bury his cock in his home — your tight, wet pussy.
Steve’s hand slides lower, over your stomach to the waistband of your panties. He doesn’t have much control anymore, he just needs you so bad. While his hand snakes over your body he sits up to get in between your legs.
“Spread those pretty legs for me, princess,” he mumbles, his big hand now caressing the soft skin of your inner thigh while he pushes them softly apart. He then gets in between them, his thick thighs touching yours and you can feel his tensed muscles, his soft curly hair on his thighs against your skin.
Your best friend towers over you, his veiny hands on your thighs while you look at him. Your eyes roaming over his body, from his handsome face over his broad chest to his highly defined abs before you reach the big bulge underneath his boxer briefs.
“Look so pretty, and you smell so good. Can’t sleep with your soft whimpers and this fucking scent of yours all around me,” the Alpha groans, moving a bit until his chest is on top of yours hand he thrusts his hips forward.
You can feel his hard dick and fat balls through the fabric, rubbing against your already wet pussy and causing you to moan louder.
“That’s what you need, don’t you, omega? Need a cock to fill you. Need my cock to fill you,” he says, voice low and you can’t help but shiver about the tone in his voice.
Steve used to talk to you with such a soft and sweet voice but right now there is nothing left of your sweet boyfriend, instead of him you have a big Alpha towering above you, ready to ruin you for every other man.
“Stevie, please,” you beg, not sure what you’re asking for — probably everything he is willing to give you. He grins at you, his one hand grasping your chin to make you look him deep into his beautiful eyes while he pushes his hips forward.
“What do you want, ‘mega?” He asks, knowing exactly what you need and want but he doesn't want to give it to you just yet. He wants you begging and whining for his cock.
“Need you, please. Alpha, need your cock, please, your knot, fill me with it,” you beg, blushing when those words leave your lips. You have never felt that vulnerable and embarrassed, never begged for an Alpha's cock — and never thought you would beg for your best friend's dick.
Steve smirks, letting go of you to lean back to finally take off his clothes. You follow his movements with your eyes when he gets up and stands next to the bed, leaving you all needy and desperate for him.
“S—“ you want to ask him why he doesn’t give you his cock even though you asked nicely but just when you want to ask, he grasps the waistband of his boxer briefs and pushes them down his legs.
Your mouth drops open when his hard cock springs free. His length is huge, a vein running along the underside of it, the tip read and leaking with pre-cum. His balls are just as huge as his cock and you wanna lick them, want him to stuff them into your mouth. Your pussy clenches at the sight, arousal flowing out of you, causing a wet spot in your panties.
“Stevie, it won’t fit, y—you’re soo big,” you say, pouting softly. He chuckles before he throws his shirt somewhere in the room to get on top of you again.
He plays with the hem of your shirt, pushing it slowly up to reveal your stomach, kissing and biting into your soft skin before he helps you out of it completely. A low groan slips past his lips when he admires your tits, his lips moving from your stomach to the swell of your left breast and he licks a strap over the soft flesh.
You arch your back, pussy pressing against his cock, while Steve sucks at your nipple, his teeth scratching softly over the skin while he twirls his tongue around it. He definitely knows what feels good, and you crave more of the pleasure and of him.
Steve’s hands move to your hips, pushing you down to stop you from grinding against him. You whine, trying to push against him but the alpha is way stronger than you and you end up wiggling underneath him until he raises his head and raises an eyebrow.
“Stop wiggling like a little slut, omega. Or I’m gonna treat you like one, so stay still and let me enjoy your sweetness before I’m going to ruin you,” he growls, bringing his lips back to your chest to continue sucking, biting and licking your soft skin.
Your best friend is already addicted to your soft chest, knowing that you’re going to ruin him for every other woman just as much as he is going to ruin you for every other man. Maybe he will ask you if he is allowed to claim you later or he will do it at another point, maybe making you beg for him to claim you. But he is at least sure that he is going to make you his, with your permission but he is sure you don’t want someone else when you can have your best friend as your Alpha. Just as much as he wants you to be your alpha, he wants to wear the mark of your bond on his skin as well, letting everyone know that he belongs to you.
“Steve, please. Need you so bad, don’t tease me, please,” you whine, pushing your chest up and press it against his face. He growls against you, sending vibrations through your body, while he pins your waist with his hands into the bed.
“Stop the whining or you won’t get my cock at all. Had to wait to get you so long, denying me all the time,” he says, biting into the swell of your breast to underline his words — his desperation.
He slowly moves his lips further down to your stomach, his fingers gliding to the waistband of your panties and he hooks them into it, tugging at it slightly before he lets it snap back against you.
Even though he doesn’t want you to whine and wiggle, he enjoys the soft whimpers and moans that escape your lips — needy and begging for him.
Steve wouldn’t have told you that his Alpha is craving you, he knew you wouldn’t like to ruin your friendship and he didn’t want to do it either. But now? Having you whining and whimpering next to him, during your heat. His anger that you didn’t tell him and tried to hide it from him combined with his Alpha instincts makes him go crazy and feral for you.
Your best friend sits up, sliding the thin frantic down to reveal your dripping pussy. He tried his best to remove your panties without destroying them but the smell of your arousal, your dripping pussy and your fucked out look already lets him forget about his actual plan.
You hear your panties being ripped into two pieces before he throws them somewhere into the room. You want to protest, telling him that they were one of your favorite pairs of panties but every thought disappears when the Alpha places one of his hands on your lower stomach, his thumb finding its way to your clit and he presses down against your sensitive spot.
“Good girl, such a sweet omega. Look at you, dripping for your Alpha,” he says, grinning at you when he moves his fingers lower, parting your soaked folds while he admires your glistening skin down there. “Yeah, so ready for me, look at you, all ready for my cock.”
You feel your cheeks heat up with his intense stare at your most intimate part. Steve brings his other hand to your wet entrance, pushing one of his digits against your tight hole before he circles his fingers around it. You’re moaning underneath his soft touches, trying to close your legs but his thick thighs hold them spread apart.
Steve’s cock is painfully hard, leaking down his shaft and he just wants to thrust into you but he wants to be at least a bit nice and prepare you first, will he? You’re dripping down your ass and onto the sheets already, so maybe he could just push inside of you and enjoy your walls gripping his cock?
“Princess?” He asks, waiting for you to nod your head. When you do, his expression softens and he removes his hands from your pussy and brings them back to your hips. “Do you want me to stretch you open on my fingers first or would you mind me just stretching you open on my cock? I will be careful, but I need you so bad, ‘mega.”
“Split me open with your cock, Alpha, please. Need your cock, Stevie,” you beg, feeling his thick tip against your pussy. Steve groans, he wasn’t prepared for you begging for his cock like that when he offers you to destroy your pussy.
“But you will tell me to stop when you can’t handle my cock. Just say red and I will stop. Yellow when you want me to slow down and green when I can continue, get it, omega?” He asks with his soft voice and you nod, this time it’s not enough of an answer for him and your best friend raises an eyebrow at you. You shiver lightly underneath him, his intense looks and his touches make your mind go dizzy and you can’t focus on anything but him and his cock.
“Y—Yes, Alpha,” you mumble, your fingers digging into the sheet and you buck your hips. Steve’s cock slides through your folds, causing both of you to moan.
With a soft smile he leans down, his lips touching yours for a soft kiss before he snakes one of his hands between your bodies to his cock. Steve looks deep into your eyes while he lines his cock up with your entrance. He pushes slowly into you, his red tip stretching you open and your jaw drops open when you feel how thick he really is.
“Color, omega?” Steve’s one hand is still holding your waist, pushing you into the mattress while he places his other next to you shoulder to hold himself up above you. His lips trailing all over your face, leaving soft kisses while he entered you inch by inch.
“Green! It’s so fucking green,” you moan, arching your back until Steve’s chest is pressed against yours.
He chuckles at you, actually he would tell you to not use that kind of words but your pussy is hugging his cock too well to think about something like that right now. Steve pushes forward until he is balls deep into you, stretching you out like no one else could.
You’re panting, hands gripping his back while you try to ground yourself. Steve doesn’t move, waiting for you to adjust before he’s going to ruin you completely. Your pussy is burning lightly, the stretch still the most pleasurable feeling you ever had and you want him to finally move, finally fuck you.
“St— Alpha, please. Move!” You whine, legs wrapping around his legs and you dig your feet into his thighs. But Steve doesn’t move, he smirks at your desperation, his cock seated perfectly warm and wet inside of your tightness while he feels your slick flowing down your ass and all over his balls.
“You’re so desperate, gimme a moment to enjoy the moment of your pussy before I’m gonna destroy it,” he growls, smirking at you before he presses his lips softly against yours. His tone is the complete opposite of his soft kisses and you whimper.
Steve’s cock is twitching inside of you, you’re sure that you can feel every vein of his length and it makes you want him more. Your best friend bites into your lower lip, causing you to whine before he pulls his cock out of you.
“You’re sure, omega?”
“Wasn’t ever more sure than that, Stevie!”
Those words are all he needs before he slams his cock into you. You almost scream about the sudden pain inside of you. His cock hitting your cervix and your eyes widen when you realize that he is really going to ruin your pussy with his huge cock. Steve thrusts his hips forward and backward, pushing into you with such force that you’re sure you’re going to hit the headboard of the bed when he wouldn’t hold you in place by your hips.
“S-Stevie, p-please,” you beg, not sure what you’re begging for because he fucks you so hard, that you can’t ask for more but you don’t want him to stop either.
Steve chuckles, his fingers brushing through your hair, his lips trailing along your jaw, while he speeds his thrusts up. His balls slapping against your ass, his cock hitting all the right spots inside of you, while you squeeze him tightly, sucking him deeper into your greedy pussy.
“Take it, fuck— take it, omega. Doing so well, fuck, feeling so good. Pussy is gripping my cock and not letting me move easily, princess,” Steve swears under his breath, his knot growing and his balls tightening while he thrusts hard into you.
He needs you to come for him so badly, he wants you to come on his cock twice — one time just one his cock and the second time together with him. Steve wants to feel your pussy clenching even more around him and needs your walls to grip him until he can barely move inside of you.
He smirks mischievously at you, groaning when you squeeze his cock. He then lowers his face to your neck, sucking at your soft skin, he wants to claim you, but he doesn’t want to do it without asking you and he isn’t sure if you could answer properly. Steve loves you, but claiming you would mean forever and he doesn’t want to ask you when you’re cock drunk and in a state you would probably agree with everything as long as he is keeping his cock inside of you.
So he only scratches his teeth over the sensitive skin of your neck, sucking until he leaves dark blue and purple bruises all over your neck. He never slows his pace down, as much as he wants to come already, he learned to hold it for a while.
“Touch yourself, ‘mega. Make yourself come on my cock, fuck— Your pussy feels perfect around me, made for my cock, princess,” Steve mumbles. He feels your hand sliding between your bodies to your core.
He definitely needs to make you touch yourself when he is just watching you. He is sure he would almost come in his pants from just watching when you touch yourself but right now his goal is another one — making you come before he allows himself to come and when you’re just laying underneath him, cock drunk and whimpering you can at least help him to make you come on his cock.
“Stevie, please, need you to come inside of me, need your cum, your knot, please,” you whimper, circling your clit. Your eyes fall shut when you feel the knot in your stomach tightening. Your pussy is squeezing Steve more and he needs all of his control to not come immediately.
“Come, princess. Soak my cock, come all over it,” he groans, speeding his thrusts up. It only needs a few more thrusts against your sweet spot before you come around his cock.
Your cock drops open, your fingers digging into his muscular back, while Steve doesn’t slow down his pace. His cock pulsing inside of you, your walls gripping him more and sucking him deeper, making it almost impossible for him to move.
Steve slides his fingers still through your hair, fucking you through your orgasm. “Look at you, doing so well for your Alpha. Squeezing my cock so well, a feeling so perfect when you come around it, and you’re looking so fucking beautiful when you come, princess.”
Your best friend's praises make you smile softly and you open your eyes, staring into his ocean blue ones, when he slows the pace of his thrusts down.
“Don’t stop, Alpha, p-please, need your cum,” you whimper, pouting. Steve shakes his head, still moving his cock inside of you, while he calms you down.
“Don’t worry, omega. I will give you whatever you ask for,” Steve tells you, kissing you softly before he picks up his pace again. His cock slamming into you, not caring that your pussy is all sensitive from your last orgasm. As long as you don’t tell him to stop he won’t stop fucking you — his sweet little omega.
“Feel that? Feel my knot growing for you? Giving you all my cum, fuck— Princess, you feel so good. Thought I would ruin you for every other Alpha but looks like you’re doing the same with me, Omega.”
You giggle softly before Steve slams his cock back into you again. The tip of his cock kissing your cervix over and over again. Soft pain with much pleasure filling your body and you’re addicted to that feeling — addicted to your best friend and his cock.
“So cock drunk, aren’t you? Come, omega, give me another one, know you can do it, come all over my cock,” he growls into your ear, his breath hitching when you squeeze his cock once again.
You didn’t know you could come that fast after your first orgasm but you feel the pressure in your lower stomach growing once again. Your breath is heavy, your body just as sweaty as Steve’s and your legs start to shake.
“S—Stevie, I’m so close, please. Alpha, need your knot, so badly,” you utter, nails digging into his skin and you’re sure you leave marks on your back.
Your Alpha smirks at your request, but gives it gladly to you. He hasn’t planned to stop fucking you before he comes so your request is just the perfect addition to his needs.
Your walls are pulsing, his cock is twitching and you feel his knot growing inside of your pussy, stretching it even more. “Fuck, come, omega, now!”
Steve’s low voice, his demand and his cock hitting all the right spots brings you over the edge once again. You’re screaming his name, squirting all over him, when he comes inside of you with an animalistic groan. His cum painting your walls and it feels like he doesn’t stop to come at all. His knot holding his cock inside of you, Steve’s not able to pull his cock out — not that he wants to.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Feel that? Feel all my fucking cum? Just for you, princess, giving it all to you, my sweet omega,” he mumbles while you both catch your breath.
Tears fall down your cheeks and only his weight on top of you helps you to ground yourself. The feeling of your orgasm and his cock and cum so deep inside of you is just overwhelming and you can’t help but let the tears fall down your cheeks.
When Steve lifts his head to look at you his expulsion changes immediately into a worried one. His big hands slides to your cheek, wiping the tears away before he presses his lips down to remove the trails of them.
“Color, princess? Too rough? Too much? Aww princess, you were so good for me, you took my cock like a good girl, yeah, squirting all over me, was it too much?” Steve asks, not giving you a moment to answer while he praises you over and over again. You shake your head, whimpering when he moves softly, his cock shifting slightly inside of you as well.
“I— You weren't too rough, I loved it, Stevie. B—But, I-Iloveyou,” you say quietly, muffling your words when you press your face into the crook of your best friend's neck.
You didn’t think that Steve got what you said since you muffled your sounds and tried to speak as fast as possible but he understood it and smirks softly. His big hand is still caressing your cheek, while he swirls a strand of your hair around his thick fingers.
“I love you too, princess. But I understand when you don’t want me to claim you, or want to have another kind of relationship with me than friendship. I love you, as my best friend but also as my omega. But I won’t pressure you into something, princess,” he assures you, letting himself fall down on top of you, to let you feel more of his broad body.
You immediately wrap your arms tighter around his back, inhaling his scent. “Would you also— would you ever betray me when I’m not enough for you anymore? Maybe you will find a better Omega and love her more then?”
“Princess, stop that. Don’t think like that, you’re more than enough, so much love and affection inside of your big heart. Why should I ever want someone else when I can have you?” He asks, pushing you softly back while he looks into your eyes — and you see nothing but love in them, the truth, like a promise.
“Why are you always so fucki—“
“Omega!” Steve warns, raising an eyebrow when you giggle softly. You feel a tingle inside of your body and your pussy clenches when he talks to you like that. Steve growls, throwing his head back. “That’s what you like, huh?”
You nod your head, even though your pussy is answering for you too. “But you were swearing the whole time, Stevie,” you pout, giggling more when he pokes his fingers into your sides.
“That’s a difference, I just fucked you and wasn’t able to focus on something that wasn’t your pussy, princess,” he smirks, kissing you softly when you blush. “I love you, and I will protect you, let me make you mine next time. There is no one I could want when I have you.”
You nod, leaning up to chase his lips for a much needed kiss — no desperation, no roughness, just love and the promise you make to one another. “Oke, but only when I get a bubble bath now, with a lot of bubbles and you!”
He rolls his eyes playfully but agrees, kissing you softly before he turns the two of you around and gets up, his cock still inside of you, when he carries you into the bathroom to run you a warm bubble bath. He doesn’t care how late it is, that you should sleep, his princess needs a bubble bath with him? You get a bubble bath with him plus a massage and as many cuddles as you want.
“I love you too Stevie. And when you already pumped me full you could have asked to claim me already!”
“You were such a little cock drunk slut for me, princess. But I will make you mine before we go home tomorrow, we have all night to make you lose your mind on my cock,” he grins, kissing the top of your head when he slips his cock out of you and places you on the toilet to run a bath.
“I guess you’re the one who is going crazy with his cock in my pussy, Stevie. Or what were you thinking about when you jerked off earlier that day?”
You knew what he did in the shower, you have seen his hard cock for a brief moment but it was enough for you to see it being rock hard. And you’re not dumb, you know exactly when your best friend takes a shower because he needs one or because he has to need one. Steve blushes softly when you mention it, but then he smirks.
“Can’t help myself with such a sweet omega around me. My omega, princess,” Steve utters, picking you up from the toilet to place you in the warm water with a whole lot of bubbles before he gets into the bathtub behind you, pulling you close against him. Steve’s broad chest pressing against your back and you sight softly when you place your head against his shoulder and letting his big hands wander over your thighs and stomach, drawing small circles on your skin.
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event | kinkmas 2023
prompt | knotting
pairing | alpha!steve rogers x omega!reader
warnings | omegaverse elements: knotting, mating press, breeding (and me not knowing like anything about the omegaverse.) unprotected p in v. clit rubbing. multiple orgasms. overstimulation. crying kink. breeding kink (like fr he wants her pregnant lol.) he comes in her. some brief aftercare. alpha!steve is so hot and powerful it's ruining my life.
word count | 859
an | i've wanted to write something substantial for an omegaverse au for sooo long but i've just been so hesitant to bc i don't feel super well-versed in the genre. shoutout to @starksbabie, ao3, and my google images search for teaching me everything i know about knotting LOL. and @brandycranby for teaching me about the mating press lol. if i got anything wrong, please let me know!!
imagine being alpha!steve's prized omega and mate, being fucked and bred by him during your heat 🤤 (nomad!steve is what comes to mind first, but i've also had a soft spot for endgame look for the longest time, so i'll let you take your pick 😉)
steve's the kind of alpha that doesn't let you lift a single finger (in or out of heat); everything's always done for you because duh!! you're his baby!! this is especially true when it comes to sex during your heat. your only job is to be pleasured and bred. your alpha will do everything for you, no need to worry your pretty little head 💕
thinking about him spreading you out on your back, bringing your bottom up to the edge of the bed so he can stand over you and pound into you as you lay there and take it. he gets you nice and comfy, laying a blanket down beneath you and positioning a pillow under your head to make it easier for you to look up and keep eye contact. of course, he knows you'll spend much of the ordeal with your eyes closed or rolled back in bliss 😏
the number one thing you crave during your heat is the feeling of being filled up, and by now steve's fucked you enough to make you crave being filled by him specifically. he's massive, even for an alpha. long, thick, and unbelievably powerful. because of his overwhelming size and strength, he has to maintain a good balance of fucking you hard enough to satisfy you both, but not too hard to prevent injury
the look on his face as he's ramming into you is a mixture of such pure love and authority. he absolutely talks you through it 😔🙏 you're so overcome with pleasure, he understands it's hard for you to do much talking back
sliding in and out of you at a steady speed, watching as your face is washed over with relief as you finally get what you need. "there you go, honey," smiling as he sees your tummy trembling as it's filled up, "gonna keep fucking this pretty little pussy, just keep being my good girl and taking it. let me give you what you need, doll"
bringing his thumb up to swipe over your quivering clit, always a little eager and impatient with how much he loves to see you come. crooning as you whine and wriggle at the burning feeling he's creating, "i know, baby. i know- so sensitive there, aren't you? look at this pretty little clit. so needy for me"
"nng... n-nnn," he loves the soft, weak little noises you're making. and he loves it even more as they gradually grow louder and more desperate, signaling your building climax
he's working his thumb quicker over your slick button to help keep the pressure rising, "c'mon baby, almost there. you gonna come for me? let's see if we rub a little faster-... oh-" he gasps almost mockingly with a smug smile, praising you heavily as you clench down on his swollen length
and god he could never get tired of seeing you coming. watching as your little face scrunches, your toes curling up in delight, your tummy spasming helplessly as you stammer through a string of angelic, breathy whimpers
"goood, so good for me, baby. keep coming for me, that's it," he draws out his words as you're coming down from your first high. your big, watery eyes and soft little squeaks, paired with having just seen you come, and knowing how sensitive and overstimulated you feel now?? it all makes steve's eyes burn as the heat and primal urges within him rise
it doesn't take long for him to near the edge himself. his large hands come down to manhandle you into position, grabbing under your thighs to force them up, your feet splaying out in the air as he leans himself down over you, his speed and forcefulness bringing tears to your eyes
"gonna come, sweetheart. you want me to fill you up? wanna carry my pups in that pretty little tummy of yours? come on, baby-... shit, that's it-.. f-fuck-"
the feeling of his base rounding out inside you has you crying out weakly, your entire body bracing as you feel the pressure in your core reaching its limit. as the heavy band snaps, your poor, helpless form seizes and spasms beneath your alpha. steve's heavy load shoots into you, the tight mass bulging just inside your entrance locking him inside, forcing you to take what you're given
seconds feel like hours. eventually everything fades to soft tingles as the silence is filled by your and steve's heavy breathing. as soon as he's able, he's shifting so delicately hold you against him, his thick knot still pulsing inside you hard enough to let you feel his heartbeat. "shhh, shhh," he's wiping away the tears that escaped down your cheeks, letting you rest your face in the crook of his neck to breathe in his familiar scent. "i got you, doll. just rest now. close your eyes, i'll take care of you"
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Bound Together Part 1
Alpha!Steve x Alpha!Bucky x Alpha! Sam x Omega!Reader
Summary: The Avengers are more than Earth's mightiest heroes, they are seen as one of the mightiest packs bound by years of loyalty, rivalry, trust, and love. When a new Omega joins the team, a friend of Natasha and Clint's as an Ex-SHIELD agent, it causes the trio of mated Alphas to panic and lose sleep. Shes caught not only the eye of the public, but of the alphas as well, and she might just be the key in strengthening the pack further.
Warnings: This is Omegaverse so all the warnings that come with that, I switch POVS twice, 18+ only on this as there is implied 18+content and this series will eventually have smut. This will be a bit of a passive aggressive slow burn.
Word Count: 11,409
Notes: This took me a bit to write and is my first time writing Omegaverse myself. I wanted to have a slower paced yet still getting the reader into the team dynamic as a good lil intro. Feedback is welcomed so are reblogs! Do not repost my work, the only other place i post fics on is AO3. This will eventually get added to a series masterlist/Avengers masterlist. Inspired to write this by the The Sun, the Moon and the Stars series by @crazyunsexycool, go read it!
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In the eyes of the world, the Avengers were more than just Earth’s mightiest heroes-they were Earth’s mightiest pack, years of working together having forged unbreakable bonds rooted in instinct, loyalty, and love for one another. It was no secret that while the strength of the pack was an unmovable force of unity the reason the bonds within the pack were so strong was because of the intricate web of mates and sibling-like bonds, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, and Sam Wilson were a formidable trio and example of the strength of bonds within the pack since all three being Alphas mated to one another, while other known mates were Natasha(Alpha) and Bruce(Omega), Tony(Omega) and Pepper(Alpha) who the pack had come to see as a mom like figure despite her rebuttal she was in fact not the mom friend of the group, and Wanda(Omega) and Vision(Alpha). While mating bonds were a strong presence in the pack, sibling bonds were just as rampant: Nat and Clint(Beta), Tony and Bruce, Tony and Rhodey, Sam and Clint, just to name a few considered each other with a sibling like point of view. Every bond formed within the pack made it stronger and more complex, they were one massive family that the public couldn’t help but to envy for one reason or another but also adore for just as many reasons.
In the eyes of the public the Avengers and their pack had made leaps and bounds in the world that was secondary genders; Natasha was a leading figure in the Alpha female world and Tony in exchange was a leading figure in the Omega male world, both having set up clinics and safe spaces for their designations. Clint was a prime example how Betas still had a place in a pack dynamic as the main person to calm everything down when emotions were rampant on everyone's sides and Steve, Bucky, and Sam were Icons of same designation relationships even if two out of the three didn’t really know to what extent. Everything the Avengers did as a pack from public appearances to missions that had been recorded by bystanders was on observation, life in the compound was their break away from all of it; needless to say the public took notice when a new face popped up consistently with the already gigantic pack.
Whispers and rumors spread like wildfire, “What was her palace in the pack?” or “What designation is she?” to “Do you think she has a mate on the team and if so who?”, speculation went rampant almost overnight about who the new member could possibly be. It wasn’t long before Cap and Tony were making an announcement about the newest member: An Omega, an ex-SHIELD agent like NAt and Clint, who was close with both of the other ex-SHIELD agents. They had announced her hero name as ‘Lynx’, an enhanced individual that was a force to be reckoned with just like the rest of the pack, when questioned about her abilities she had answered questions as minimally as possible, anxious to be put in front of the millions of fans who all wanted to know about her: the nickname had come from Fury as a joke about her enhanced feline like abilities and reflexes that also made her a master of stealth , on top of her ability to withstand extreme cold Fury saw her as an invaluable stealth asset.
When her name went public news articles had begun to pop up left and right about her history, when Natasha had leaked all of SHIELD’s files to the public Lynx’s files had been in there too. Though the public quickly became used to her as an Avenger and a familiar face she was most often with Natasha and Clint at the beginning of her time with the team, though the chatter about her quickly picked back up when it was noticed she had started becoming a regular presence, both in public and on missions, with the trio of mated alphas; chatter and gossip about how the three alphas might have finally found someone to balance their dynamic, though when Steve read the article aloud to the other two in the private darkness of their shared bedroom one night before they all passed out he couldn’t help but to think of just how on the nose that article was. Sam and Bucky had agreed with Steve, it was on the nose and they just had to figure out how to get the Omega to agree to court them, since her presence and scent were nagging on all three of them since they had met her; it didn’t seem that thought about making her their Omega was going to leave any of their hindbrains anytime soon either.
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Natasha and Clint had returned late one night, tipsy and in good spirits, after they had canceled on a pack movie night. They had walked in on a showing of The Hobbit since it was Bucky’s night to pick a movie and he had just found out there was a film adaptation of it, which had resulted in Tony pausing the movie to pick a bone with the two who had walked in coffees in hand and laughing like mad men.
He had perked up from his spot squeezed against Pepper in the corner of the massive double sectional U-shaped couch, turning to look over the back at them as he cleared his throat; the rest of the pack rolling their eyes at his nosiness. “So, where have you two been? I think we deserve a reason as to why you both canceled at the last minute. Even your mate won’t tell us why Nat and that is just plain mean Red.”
Nat laughed, actually Laughed and it had Bruce perking up over the couch from his spot on the floor in front of the couch, he always liked her laugh and it was rare for one to come so unprompted. “We had a friend who came into town late last night, we haven't seen her since SHIELD so we went out for some drinks, grabbed some coffee, and then we walked her back to her apartment. She lives in town but often travels for work so she's rarely here in town at the same time as both Clint and I. If you must know Tony, you nosey omega, that's where we have been.”
Tony nodded satisfied but it had gotten Steve’s attention. “Since SHIELD? I’m assuming she was an agent like you?”
Nat nodded. “Yeah, she's been doing private ops stuff for Fury since SHIELD fell and we have been pestering here about putting in a transfer to join our team, she's an omega who's enhanced, so I figured she would fit right in here.”
All of the Omega’s perked up at the thought of having another Omega around, there was far too many Alphas in the tower compared to Omegas and Betas, though it was Tony who with a sly smirk plastered on his face extended the invitation. “Well, if you think she should be on this team you should bring her around. Introductions should be in order especially if she's gonna keep stealing you two away from pack nights. If we like her we can keep her.”
Clint snorted at Tony’s tone and wording like she was a stray animal in need of a home, in fact he had to take a sip from his coffee to prevent himself from laughing at the image of his friend looking like a stray dog, giving them puppy dog eyes and standing soaking wet in the rain, even though he knew she was fine where she was at and didn't want to intrude on an already heavily bonded pack.
Nat nodded, taking a sip from her own iced coffee. “Then I’ll extend an invitation, when were you thinking Tony since it's your idea?”
Tony hummed, faking that he had to think it over. “Tomorrow night, think of it as a birthday present for myself from you. If I like her, we can keep her. Deal?”
Clint snorted, amused. “She's not a stray to take in Tony.”
Tony tilted his head away, as he settled back into his spot. “We will see about that, if I like her we keep her, Fury be damned. Now deal?”
Nat nodded, placing a hand on Clint’s shoulder as a sign they would not win this argument. “Deal.”
Tony nestled back into the red blanket around him, turning his attention back to the movie, a smug smirk on his face. The rest of the team chuckled amongst themselves, turning back to the movie themselves. Though to Steve, Sam, and Bucky, the latter of which was nestled between the two other alphas, were all on edge; Whatever the cold snow-like scent that hung on Natasha and Clint had made them all perk up, they could only assume it was the scent of the friend the two had mentioned, had their attention and had them on edge for a reason they couldn’t quite place.
Once the movie concluded everyone stood, with some yawns, and shuffled off to their own apartments with some faint goodnights. Steve and Bucky lingered for a moment as Sam slowly stood, rolled his shoulders and popped his neck; he looked over his shoulder at the other two with a worried look, steve offered him a smile and stood while pulling Bucky with him, herding the two men towards the elevator so they could return to their own private apartment. When they had all finally curled up into the oversized bed of the central bedroom they all shared, none of them found fruitful sleep, tossing and turning or finding their dreams haunted by the scent lingering just out of reach.
Sam had given up on getting any sleep when he woke up for the third time in an hour, slinking into the small kitchen while the two giants tossed and turned, his shirt clung to his skin just enough for it to annoy him and with an aggravated growl he pried it off and tossed it to the couch. He was getting short tempered and he sighed in annoyance at the fact, he hadn’t been like this in a while, since he had first started having the PTSD nightmares that would keep him awake at odd hours of the night; he settled on a cup of coffee but the pale light of the stove showing 3 am reminded him it was going to be along day so he settled for setting it to an extra strength brew. Popping the small pod into the machine and pulling one of his cups down from the cabinet left him even more impatient and annoyed. When he finally settled onto the leather couch in the living room and was able to down half the cup in a matter of seconds he flicked on the Tv for some background noise to distract him, barely having the sound up high enough for him to just pick up on it he settled in for a long morning.
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He must have fallen asleep cause he was pulled from his sleep by Friday calling out for everyone to gather in the conference room, by order of Pepper; Steve was in the kitchen with a mug in hand looking towards where the small speaker was set in the center of the island counter looking like he had just got back from a run, Bucky stood in the hallway with a towel over his shoulders, his hair damp, and his boxers slung low on his hips, clearly fresh out of the shower. All three of them groaned, Steve setting the cup back on the counter defeatedly, Bucky turned around back towards the bedrooms to get dressed, and he found where his shirt had landed half under the throw pillow and half over the arm of the couch and pulled it back over his head. He stood from the couch and stepped into the kitchen behind Steve, planting his forehead between the blonde’s shoulders.
“Rough night?” Steve asked him in that concerned tone of his that could make you melt by how much he clearly cared.
“Yeah.” He answered with a half hearted hum, taking in the relaxing apple pie scent of the blonde that always seemed to soothe him.
“Wanna talk about it?” Steve offered, he offered every time even when Sam wanted nothing to do with the particular dreams that often came with episodes like that.
“Maybe.” He mumbled.
“Just because you talk about something doesn't mean it will come back to get you.” Steve offered him that same in every time as well.
“Doesn't mean it will help either.” He sighed, and Steve turned around to pull him into his arms. The same dance they did everytime that these dreams plagued Sam.
“You don’t have to, if you really don’t want to.” Steve sighed himself, saddened to see one of his mates sp distraught.
Sam stayed quiet for a second. “That Omega Nat and Clint mentioned, did you notice how strong her scent was on them?”
Steve nodded. “Yeah, it didn't seem like anyone else on the team did though.”
Sam nodded a yeah with a sigh. “That's the thing, why were we all affected by it so much? It was in my sleep too, but you two wanted nothing to do with me and were too busy chasing after that scent.”
Steve cupped his face and made the shorter male look up at him with a sad smile. “Hey, none of that now. You know I’m not going anywhere, especially just for some Omega tail when I’ve got you and Buck. You two know you’re my world.”
Buck walked back in that moment, Sam’s shoes in hand and dressed in his work out clothes, he frowned. “You guys talking about that Omega that’s coming tonight?”
Steve and Sam both nodded.
Bucky sighed, moving to sit on the couch and gestured for Sam to come put his tennis shoes on, nodding between Steve and Sam as he spoke. “Why is it affecting us so much? Scents haven’t followed me into my sleep since I first saw you after you took the serum and since I first met you.”
Steve leaned against the island as Sam joined Bucky on the couch to slide his shoes on, before the serum he hadn’t even presented yet and he reasoned he probably would have been a beta back then but the serum had kick started the gene into presenting as an Alpha, which he was thankful for since he had two true mates. “I don’t wanna be the one to suggest it but do you think there's a possibility since it has affected all three of us she's ours?”
Buck shook his head as he stood with his arms crossed, shutting down the idea immediately. “An Omega? No. Definitely not. It's probably just because her scent was lingering on a packmate, I mean we haven’t even seen her, how could you confirm something like that from a scent alone.”
In truth Bucky didn’t think that, even if it was true she was their true mate, that he deserved an Omega when it had taken a lot of work between the three of them already for Bucky to feel he deserved the other two. Sam tied his laces and stood, shifting back and forth before leaning into Bucky’s side to comfort the brunette.
“Hey it's okay Buck, just suggesting reasons, you're right we can’t assume anything like that without meeting her first. Sorry. Neither of you need to be worried, I’ll be by your sides all night as long as I have a say in it.” Steve soothed as Friday called out for their attendance again.
Bucky and Sam relented and Steve pressed a quick kiss to both of their foreheads as he ushered them out of the door of the apartment. In truth he had always been the dreamer of the group, he had always had an abundance of hope and an abundance of love to give; he was thrilled to have two mates to share with and when Bucky had mentioned possibly having a third even if it was indirectly mentioned he had to admit he had gotten kind of excited with the prospect especially if said prospect was an Omega of all things. Though he knew Sam was just afraid of losing him and Buck like he had lost his air force pack and that Bucky still had moments where he felt he didn’t deserve any of the things currently in his life and that meant especially his mates, he knew the two would be jumpy with the thought of another mate since it would be something else for Sam to lose and for Bucky to feel he didn't deserve but he almost hoped it was in fact the reason the scent had affected them so much since he reasoned it would give Buck a reason to feel he deserved it and would give Sam somewhere to direct the protective nature without it building up since he rarely got to be protective over Steve and Bucky; and for him he would finally get to satiate that part of his brain that got almost envious if not desirous when he would watch any of his Alpha packmates scent their Omegas in whatever various ways they did it, not that he couldn’t do that with Sam and Buck it just wasn’t the same since his scent didn't stay on them and it never fully satisfied that little voice in his hindbrain.
Steve was pulled from his thoughts as they made it to the conference room, most of the other Avengers were there save Wanda, Vision, and Thor, though they could hear the latter coming as he conversed with Jane on the phone the team had finally gotten him to use and that said female had taught him to use. The three practically fell into their chairs, half exhausted, Steve had probably gotten the most sleep that night since the only issue he was running into was the other two not sleeping well.
It took maybe another 15 minutes for the missing members to appear, Vision had to wrap Wanda in a blanket and carry her into the conference room since it was probably about 2 hours before the woman was normally up, it was seven am now and she normally did not show her face until about nine, and she definitely didn’t look pleased by the fact she was currently awake. As soon as everyone was in their places Pepper started passing around itineraries of how the rest of the day and the night would go. Interviews, a speech from Tony, there would be a makeup crew set up on the lower levels of the compound for those who didn't want to bother to get camera ready themselves, they would meet back up around 2:30 PM for last checks, and to go over limo assignments since Natasha and Clint were splitting off to get Lynx, they would be out the door at 2:30 and the rest of the team would be out the door at 3 to arrive at the conference hall at 3:30 and Natasha had pointed out the three of them wouldn’t arrive till 4, to which all Tony had to say was “Better make an entrance then.”
Pepper passed around bagels and tubs of cream cheese for the team to eat, since that's what Tony decided he wanted for his birthday breakfast and once everyone had eaten Pepper dismissed them all to finish their morning routines and to get ready before herding Tony back up to their apartment. Everyone slowly trickled back out of the conference room till just the three alphas remained.
“I need to shower.” Steve groaned
“So do I.” Sam sighed himself, still feeling the phantom of sweat on his skin from the night prior.
“Seems like I beat you two on that front then.” Bucky teased as he was the first of them to stand. “Guess I’ll try to squeeze a nap in then while you two are in the shower.”
Bucky held the door open for the other two as all three of them filed into the elevator, when they got back to their floor slash apartment he curled up on the couch with the blanket Steve had covered Sam in earlier while the other two crowded into the shower with the excuse they might as well save some water. It was around noon when Happy brought everyone up sandwiches for lunch from one of Tony’s favorite sub places, Steve and Sam had since piled up on either side of Bucky watching some movie Buck had no interest in since he had easily missed the first half of the plot. When they finally finished eating they had finished the movie and then decided they had better start getting dressed for the party now so they could make a good impression on the new Omega and everyone else that would be there of course, especially the interviewers that would be there and for no other reason obviously. They had split up, each retreating into their private rooms to get dressed without further distractions.
Steve had stood in front of his closet for 15 minutes trying to decide on which of the neatly pressed suits he wanted to wear before he finally decided on a navy one and pairing it with a pristine white button up. He sifted through his ties unable to decide on which one he figured would match the best giving each often a few minutes longer of consideration before shaking his head, the cycle repeated till he huffed and settled on a plain navy one as well figuring the tie bar that Bucky had given him with matching cufflinks would suffice; the bar and cufflinks had been made out of some of the vibranium of Bucky's old arm and the brunette had asked Stark to turn it into an anniversary gift for Steve one year. Though at the thought of the cufflinks he couldn’t find them or remember where he had last set them down at.
He stepped back into the shared bedroom and shuffled through the drawers and end tables there incase he had put them there but to no avail, he started to panic a bit and figured he would check his room one more time, though on his return trip Sam’s door was open and he stopped in the other Alpha’s door frame with an exasperated look on his face as Sam was buttoning up the sleeves of a white undershirt. “Have you seen where I put those cufflinks Buck gave me?”
Sam met his eyes in the mirror, “In your office I think, have you checked your desk yet?”
Steve took a few strides forward into his room, placing a quick kiss to the other Alpha’s cheek before stepping back out in a rush, “You're a lifesaver Sam.”
Sam offered him a lopsided grin and shot the blonde a wink. “I know it, what would you do without me oldman.”
Steve laughed and rushed down to his office, a room rarely used anymore, to find the cufflinks on a small glass nick nack tray Peter had given him and sighed in relief as he fastened them on, now all he had to worry about was what to do with his hair. Should he slick it back neatly? Let it be a little messy? Run his hands through it with some pomade to give it a kind of tousled yet neat and slick look somewhere between the other ideas he had?
Prior to Steve’s intrusion Sam had been pacing around his room, two suits held in front of him as he debated between them, holding them up in front of him back and forth on repeat until he finally settled on a sharp burgundy one and pairing it with a white button up. Saying screw it to a tie since he didn't want to even fuss with that or the constricted feeling of them in such a large crowd, he did however out on some nice silver cufflinks his sister had given him years ago though he did noticed he fiddled with getting the small metal pieces just right before Steve’s interruption drew his attention from the cuffs.
Bucky seemed at a lost, why he cared so much he had no clue, he had tried on a couple suits he thought would look fine but there was always something off about it that had Bucky peeling the thing right back off unable to decide if he wanted to keep a rugged look or seem a bit more polished tonight, he had been staring at himself in the mirror for who knows how long, he had struggled to decide on a belt of all things. He kept it simple with black slacks, he could pair any of his shirts and blazers with them and had finally settled on a plain black leather belt with gold hardware but on the subjects of shirts he was absolutely lost on what to wear. In an act of desperation he dug into the pack of his closet towards things he really never wore and ended up forgetting lived, thankfully him forgetting things that got put back there paid off when he found a black and gold corset style vest hung up; the thing was completely black with gold piping and boning, it reminded him of his arm and that was probably why he owned it but he didn’t remember when he got it or if someone had given it to him, he paired it with a simple black undershirt. He slipped into the small attached bathroom and pulled his hair half up, a thing both Steve and Sam had done at some point while playing with his hair.
None of the men had really realized just how long they had taken piecing themselves together to perfection until Friday was practically yelling at them to get their asses downstairs to the pack living room, the team had been waiting long enough for them that Nat and Clint had already left to go get their friend. They all awkwardly piled into the elevator making small compliments about how the others looked, figuring they were due for off-handed comments from the rest of the pack when they made it to the main room it was best to get the nice compliments between eachother out of the way.
Once the elevator dinged the three men shuffled out into the staring crowd awkwardly. The team was gathered in the common room with everyone looking sharp and collected in their party outfits, the room was abuzz with anticipation and excitement. Tony was leaned against the back of the couch in a red, gold, and white tux with a bowtie that mimicked his iron man suit; as the three alphas joined the small group of people he offered them a teasing raised brow and a smirk before he clapped his hands together to get everyone’s attention.
“Alright everyone, listen up please.” Tony began, “First of all,thanks for making an effort to look good tonight. You all clean up well though I am a bit concerned with the Shield cufflinks there Steve, a bit on the branding nose there, don’t you think?”
Steve rolled his eyes but offered the shorter Omega a grin. “They were a gift from Buck, I like them.”
“A gift, sure.” Tony joked back, “but try not to overwhelm anyone with your patriotism yeah?”
Steve rolled his eyes and the room chuckled, the light banter easing any lingering nerves. Tony’s eyes swept over the team, landing on Sam and Bucky, who were both standing close to Steve but looking more anxious than normal. He knew neither male was a big crowd person so they were normally anxious with parties and gatherings but this was unusual even for them.
“Now here's the thing,” Tony continued, his tone shifting to something more playful yet stern. “We have a special guest tonight-Nat and Clint’s friend, you’ll notice they have left ahead of us to go and get her. I’m sure you’re all very excited to meet her as a possible new member to our team and pack. And by ‘you’re all’ I specifically mean you three.” He shot a pointed glance at Steve, Bucky, and Sam. “You three have been acting like nervous highschoolers before prom.”
Sam opened his mouth to protest but Tony held up a finger. “Uh-uh.” He tutted. “Don’t even try to deny it. You three took exceptionally long to get ready, Friday said all three of you were fussing over your suits and hair longer than I do. You’re all acting like you have something to prove, or something you’re showing off for.”
Bucky crossed his arms, a mix between a frown and a pout on his face. “You told us to make a good impression.”
Tony’s smirk widened. “Since when do you listen to me? But on another note: Exactly! I wanted to remind you all- especially you three- to keep it cool tonight. We are here to have a good time and relax, not to scare the poor girl away.”
He paused, letting his words sink in for a minute before continuing with a more serious tone. “Look, I’ve seen her file, and trust me, she’s got some serious skills. If she likes the pack and we like her, I’d actually like to keep her around. So, on that note, no weird behavior, no intense staredowns, and definitely no overprotective Alpha nonsense tonight. Capisce?”
Steve, Sam, and Bucky exchanged looks between each other, each of them a little more self-aware now as Tony called out their tendencies. Steve finally nodded, a small smile tugging at his face as he covered Sam’s mouth who he could feel asking Tony why it was directed at them more so than the rest of the pack. “We’ll behave Tony. Just for you.”
“Good, because I’d hate to see her run for the hills before dessert is even served and before I get to do my big speech tonight.” Tony chuckled, his tone back to its playful lilt. “Now, let’s get out there and show everyone why I throw the best parties and why the Avengers are the best pack. We have a 30 minute drive ahead of us. Separate into your limo buddies.”
With that, Tony gave them all an approving nod and led the way to the elevator with Pepper on his arm. The team followed, the atmosphere not as charged with nerves with Tony’s words lingering in the back of their minds.
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Tony had booked a conference hall in the middle of New York, a 30 minute drive from the Avenger’s compound, that was packed to the brim with guests inside and paparazzi outside. Tony and Pepper were the last ones out of the limos right after Steve, Sam, and Bucky who all tried their best to give the cameras what they were looking for but rushed through so Buck wasn’t in the camera sights too long and the paparazzi could get to the star attraction already.
Inside the room was packed and Steve could have sworn he had seen Hank McCoy talking to Charles Xavier since both men were friends of Tony’s as respected scientists and inventors like he was. The three were tense as they scanned the crowds, almost like they were looking for someone else but Bucky beelined it towards the drink table; not that it would affect him but having something in his hand to fidget with even if he got separated from his mates alleviated some of social anxiety. Sam and Steve are hot on his tail, picking up their own drinks when all three of them get bombarded by some interviewer to comment on same designation relationships, Steve manages to corral the conversation mostly towards himself since Bucky hated being interviewed and Sam didn’t like being put on the spot about this kind of thing; but just as he started commenting on a rather invasive question the attention of the entire crowd was pulled towards the entrance.
Arriving 10 to 15 minutes after the group was Natasha, Clint, and their Omega friend; Nat and CLint flanking her like protective guard dogs as she strolls between them with a graceful confidence that has all three men mesmerized. Dressed in a simply stunning backless of the shoulder draped sleeves, black silk gown that glittered under the lowlights, making her seem practically ethereal to the three alphas.
Tony slides up beside Steve with a knowing smirk as he pours a bit of a drink for himself as he reminds them: “No weird Alpha behavior.” before slipping away back towards Pepper.
The three tensed, at the immediate overwhelming scent like that of fresh snow, vanilla, and sweet juniper berries; their instaints screamed at them and Steve's heart was in his throat, Bucky shifted closer to the other two males to fight off the urge to immediately glue himself to her side, and Sam was in some of the worst shape between the three of them if the heat flooding to his face and his complete freeze up was any indication, glances between all three of them were exchanged to make sure the others are just as affected as themselves and when Steve clears his throat all three of them equally heated in the face hide behind taking a drink.
The room that was frozen lights up with an energetic buzz, the interviewer from earlier scampering off to figure out what the story is about this new girl who was escorted by two avengers. Steve and Bucky are able to pick up on some guests conversations as they whisper between each other and interviewers trying to get the threes attention, with wonders of who she was, what her role was with the grand pack, if she was a new member, why they hadn’t seen her before, etc; it exhausted them to hear the barrage of questions and they could only wonder how she didn’t already seem exhausted by it.
Steve, Sam, and Bucky try to distract themselves from her lingering presence, all parting ways to talk with someone they knew, even if that meant Bucky was in the corner talking to Wanda and Vision just trying to stay hidden, Sam was off talking to Rhodey the two had bonded over war stories, and Steve was talking to another Alpha both males were familiar with, Sharon Carter, congratulating her on her recent bonding with Maria Hill.
Sam can hardly focus on the details of what Rhodey is saying, something about how he was bunkered down on one of his tours, and it bothers him when he realizes the entire reason he is distracted from the conversation is that scent.
Rhodey touches his shoulder softly as he fidgets with his glass, a blank stare as he nodded along to whatever the other man was saying. “You okay Sam? You seem a bit out of it, did I say something that brought back something?”
Sam shook his head and sighed. “No it's not you Rhodes, does anything scent wise smell off around here to you? Like one stronger than the others?”
Rhodey sniffed the air, his nostrils flaring before he shook his head. “No, not particularly, there's too many scents to really pinpoint one unless I was trying to find my mates, why?”
SAm shifted from one foot to the other. “Have you ever had one scent stand out to you so strongly that it haunts you even in your sleep?”
Rhodey gave him a confused look. “Only my wife’s. Why? Steve and Bucky’s scents are a bit too strong in your sleep or something?”
“No,” Sam shrugged exasperatedly. “Nat and Clint brought their friend tonight, the one who is supposed to be joining the team right?”
Rhodey nodded trying to understand the other man’s meaning. “Well they came in with her scent on them the other day and it's been in my face since then, I barely slept last night man.”
Rhodey raised a brow and smirked. “Think ses your mate? That’s a pretty common thing for true mates.”
Sam shook his head. “No I already have two, three would just be absurd.”
“Would it? For the exact same reasons you just said.” Rhodey shrugged, taking a sip of his own drink. “ You already have two, would it really be that crazy for a third?”
“You are not helping the case here man.” Sam huffed, taking another swig from the cup in his hands.
Though he let his eyes wander as Rhodey laughed, finding her nestled between Natasha and Clint talking with Bruce and eagerly shaking his hand. If it was bothering him like this and Rhodey had suggested the same thing Steve had, was it really that absurd the three men might have a third mate out there somewhere, that it might be her?
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Wanda was anxiously yapping away, Vision was trying to calm her but Bucky found it endearing that she was just as uncomfortable in social situations as he was and was trying to calm both of their nerves.
“What do you think of her from here?” Wanda asked, slotting herself between Vision and Bucky.
The three watching her as Tony made himself the first to greet her, Bruce joining them quickly happy to see Natasha again and shaking the other two omega’s hands. Bucky’s hand flexed around the glass, involuntarily, though he's aware that noise of the glass straining is an indicator of his tension and he is quick to swap out which hand is holding onto the drink.
“She seems nice, though she seems to definitely have a presence.” Bucky mutters as he takes a drink.
“You think so?” Wanda asks with furrowed brows and a tilted head.
“If I may put in my two cents, I believe that is only because of the fact the crowds weren’t expecting her and we were.” Vision chimed in, happy to be included.
“No,” Bucky scowled, “that’s not it, cause the attention on her is dying down and she's already been rushed off to meet Pepper, and I guess see Clint’s wife and kids again with how Lila threw her arms around her neck. You could still find her in the crowd without trying, I guess I don’t get how she's good at spy work when she can hold the room's attention like that.” He grumbled watching the new omega squat down to hug Lila before moving over to see Nathaniel with a smile on her face as she cooed at babe in a small baby tux.
Wanda stepped in front of him, a smug smile on her face and her arms crossed. “I think its just you buddy, no one else in the crowd is staring her down as intently as you are. Maybe Steve and Sam but their looks are fleeting. You sir are enraptured, bewitched, enthralled. Vis what are other words quick!”
“Uh, captivated, enamored, hooked, attra-” Vision started before Bucky interrupted.
“Okay I get it.” He grumbled into another drink.
“Soooo?” Wanda looked up at him expectantly.
“So, what?” Bucky asked, confused.
“Why are you staring her down so intently, what about her has you so worked up?” Wanda asked excitedly.
“It’s nothing.” He muttered, trying to find Steve in the crowd.
“Well seeing as how you, Steve, and Sam have all been acting weird I know something’s going on, spill.” She sighed looking up at him expectantly.
Bucky shot her a look that said drop it but only made her smile and her eyes widen.
“Oh my god,” She started.
“No!” Bucky interjected.
“What?” Vision asked.
Wandas eyes darted between the new Omega and Bucky like she had pieced something together. “You think-”
“No! Nonononono. No.” Bucky interrupted, attempting to shut down the topic.
She turned to vision, stepping out of Bucky's reach. “He thinks she’s their mate.”
“Oh! Well that is very pleasant but you haven’t even met her yet, may I ask what it is that makes you believe so?” Vision looked down at his little excited Omega, who was practically vibrating in her place, an amused look on his face before looking back up to Bucky with an interested look on his face.
“I don’t, for that exact reason, but Steve does.” Bucky grumbled, knowing he was stuck in the conversation now.
“Well then let me rephrase that, why does Stece believe that to be the case?” Vision corrected himself.
“Her scent was lingering on Natasha and Barton last night, but it was strong enough none of you seemed affected but all of us barely got any sleep cause it followed us into our sleep.” He mumbled, finding Steve still talking to the two females.
“And you aren’t convinced why?” Both of the mated pair at his side asked him in tandem.
“We haven’t met her in person one, and two is even if she’s Sam and Steve’s mate that would mean she's mine and I don’t deserve an Omega. I’ve hurt enough of them in my time as the Winter Soldier.” He sighed, he was still getting used to opening up to the pack.
“Then, if she is, make up for it.” Wanda gave him a pointed look. “But you won’t know unless you go talk to her. Go on.”
“Maybe.” He mumbled not liking getting called out by Wanda.
“Alphas.” Wanda sighed.
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Steve was off. His entire composure was dangling by a string, he was hardly holding it together and it bothered him; he was trying to focus on the two women he called friends in front of them. He nodded along with a smile, chirping back an appropriate remark when it was necessary with his usual charm and speed; but as time went on he found himself floundering, taking longer than usual to find a word or make a remark, his entire being was just thrown off. He smiled, though it was a closed off one, unlike his usual smiles, and he clenched his jaw at how bothered the vanilla in the air made him; he had purposely put his back to her while talking to the other two women to try and ease his distraction because he really did want to congratulate the two, but in reality he felt it almost made the entire situation worse because of how one part of his brain seemed completely distracted on where she was and if she was okay.
He didn’t need the two women in front of him catching onto what was going on, he knew, he just hoped his two mates were coming to the same conclusion. Oh, how he was thankful when he had to dismiss himself from Sharon and Maria at Tony’s beckon, giving the couple a final congratulations as he stepped away and turned to see Tony looking down at the Omega with a hand on her back as he led her towards the primary group of Avengers.
“Duty calls ladies, again ladies congratulations.” Steve waved himself off, hurrying to find his spot between Sam and Bucky who both seemed just as off as he was feeling.
Tony begins to introduce her before he stops, “What am I doing, I am being so rude, my apologies im sure you want to introduce yourself.”
She smiled, and chuckled, and her eyes glittered in the low light, and Steve felt like he could have melted right there, with how her voice sounded like heaven to him. Sam and Bucky tensed either side of him and he knew they were in the same boat as him, and he could have sworn the sudden wave of protectiveness he felt over all three of them was enough to knock him off his feet but he was still standing.
“Right obviously you know me, Nat, Clint, Pepper, and Bruce but the rest of these guys are the rest of the team and occasional allies depending on the situation. Rhodey a good friend of mine like a brother to me, Scott and his girlfriend Hope two of our bug people and yes we have more, Thor and his girlfriend Jane, T’Challa I think you two would get along with the whole cat motif thing, Wanda and her mate Vision, Carol she stops by occasionally, the kid is Peter our other bug person but ultimately the coolest bug we have,” Tony begins introducing everyone with banter to make everyone laugh as she shakes hands with everyone.
“And these three brooding men are Sam, Steve, and Bucky. Don't worry they aren’t as scary as they seem, despite the staring thing they have been doing all night, I’m sure you felt their eyes on you.” Tony teased and she chuckled, Steve straightened himself out and stepped forward to shake her hand.
“Pleasure to meet you, miss. Steve-” He started, and his heart just about jumped out of his chest.
“I know who you are Cap, you don’t have to go out of your way to give the whole spiel, the pleasures all mine.” She offered him a smile back and the electricity he felt between them was enough for his confirmation.
The slightest dilation of her eyes, told him she had felt it too, it wouldn’t have been enough for anyone else to pick up on but he could have gotten lost in her eyes almost immediately so he had picked up on it.
“Let me introduce my true mates then, although I'm sure you know them too since they are also Avengers.” Steve was floundering and he wanted to punch himself in the face so he would shut up.
She nodded and Bucky and Sam stepped up, each male offering him a small touch to his back or sides. Steve pulled his hand away from hers and gestured to each man as he introduced them.
“James ‘Bucky’ Barnes, my first mate.” Steve started, and Bucky shot him a worried look out of the corner of his eyes at being the first one to be introduced, in all honesty Steve needed to see Bucky react to the inevitable that was there.
“Pleasure to meet you doll.” He forced a small smile on his face as he shook her hand, and Steve’s eyes traced how Bucky’s grip tightened slightly and how his throat bobbed as he swallowed, taking that as the indicator Bucky had also felt the small jolt.
“I’ve heard a lot about you from Natasha and Clint, they both said you were an amazing fighter, I look forward to maybe sparring with you one day.” She smiled at him and he felt like he stopped breathing all together.
“I’d like that doll.” Bucky nodded, passing her off to Sam so he could catch his breath from the constant static of energy between their hands.
“Sam Wilson, pleasure is all mine sweetheart.” Sam winked, shaking her hand, flirting being his go to in situations like this.
She chuckled softly at his flirty comment and shook her head. “Flirting in front of your mates is bad practice Mr.Wilson.”
“I can get them to flirt with you too if you’d like that.” He teased back, trying to not lose his cool as his whole body felt charged with energy, all exhaustion from earlier leaving his being.
“You are terrible Mr.Wilson.” She laughed.
“Sam is fine, hon, no formalities required.” He felt like he was losing it standing here, any longer and he would be practically vibrating in his spot.
Thankfully Steve pulled the conversation back to him and Sam could breathe again, shooting Bucky a concerned look who looked floored and stunned.
“Let’s grab some drinks Buck.” He offered, and Bucky nodded quickly.
“Yeah, I’m just about out, could use a top off.” Bucky agreed joining Sam’s side as they scampered off towards one of the refreshment tables.
+
“Nat and Clint speak highly of you, how did you three grow to be so close?” Steve asked me, his blue eyes made it seem like he was actually interested in what I had to say but in truth he had kept glancing my way all night making sure his back was to me, it felt like he didn't really like my presence being there.
“We were put on several missions together, Clint and I joined at the same time, and I’m sure you've heard of what happened in Budapest though all three of us say different things happened there.” I smiled and nodded just trying to get through the conversation.
I liked the rest of the team, I really did but the three mated alphas had been glaring or staring me down almost all night, like they were uneasy about me. Earlier Bucky seemed like he was uneasy to even touch me and Sam seemed like he was ready to get as far away from me as possible despite the fake flirting.
“I don’t want it to seem like I’m interviewing you or anything because that is not the case, just curious to get to know you, but uh, Natasha mentioned you were …enhanced, what kind of abilities did you …inherit, manifest… Is that a better word?” Steve stumbled; he wasn't good at the enhanced and mutant politics or how to address things when it came to that, even with Wanda.
“You can call me what I am Mr.Rodgers, Yes I am a mutant. It manifested when I was about eight or nine, uh, I have heightened reflexes, I always land on my feet, can withstand extreme colds, and I can walk almost completely silently which makes me good at stealth. My hero or code name or whatever you want to call it was a nickname from Fury I just kept.” I laughed awkwardly, I never liked putting my mutation front and center especially since I tend to blend in with other humans perfectly fine it wasn’t something I felt I needed to push or lead with.
“Apologies if I overstepped there, it's new to me.” Steve rubbed the back of his neck like he was honestly unsure of how he should have addressed it.
“You didn't, I'm just not someone who is normally very forward with the fact I have a mutation.” I smiled back trying to relieve him of some awkwardness.
“What do you do for hobbies? Any interests, a training regiment? How do you unwind?” Steve asked, changing the topic quickly.
+
She smiled and answered but Steve wanted to beat himself up for how uncomfortable he had probably made her asking about her mutation, it honestly intrigued him but he just didn’t know how he was supposed to address things like that. Though the two are quickly separated as Nat shoots him a look, sweeping her back into the festivities.
As the evening progressed Steve couldn't help but to keep tabs on where Nat had swept her off to next, always introducing her to someone else, he settled at a table with Sam and Bucky, not wanting to mention it too much when he noticed both males also keeping tabs on her. As much as they were trying to stay discrete Natasha’s warning gaze had them shrinking back into their chairs like scorned pups, though the second their eyes darted away Natasha had smugly smirked to herself. They thought they were being subtle, she chuckled to herself at their antics.
“Hmm? Everything okay Tasha?” The voice drew her out of her thoughts and looked down at her close friend who had been enthusiastically talking to Bruce about some science thing she wasn’t paying attention to.
“Yeah, everything’s okay, just thought of a funny joke.” Natasha waved it off, but shared a smug knowing look with Clint who was holding Nathaniel on his hip.
The red head took two slices of cake off the table and handed one to her, and one to Bruce, before grabbing her own and taking a bite from her own slice as she ushered them over to where Clint and his family were.
+
As the night drew to a close and the party was beginning to wind down, Tony called everyone over to the small stage to give his normal yearly speech. The avengers all turned their attention to him with smiles on their faces, he adjusted the mic to his height and set his champagne glass on the edge of a glass table beside him. The guests quieted as he cleared his throat, all eyes on the man of the hour.
“Alright, alright, you all know what time it is, the moment where I come up here and blabber about how great I am and all that, but if I could just have everyone’s attention for just a few minutes, I promise this time its not as self-centered.” Tony started, flashing his trademark grin. “First of all, I want to thank you all for coming out tonight. It’s not everyday a guy turns… lets just say another year wiser, alright?” The crowd chuckled and Tony’s grin widened. “But seriously, it means a lot to have all of you here-friends, allies, fans, and of course the best team a guy could ask for, even if we but heads a majority of the time.”
Tony’s gaze shifted to the team, a genuine warmth in his eyes. “You know, when I look back at everything we’ve been through, everything we’ve faced, it still amazes me that we’ve come through it all stronger than before. The battles we’ve fought in, saved the world more times than you could count on your fingers, and somehow we’ve managed to keep our sanity. Well, most of us anyways.” He winked towards the team, earning a few more laughs from the crowd.
“In all seriousness though, I couldn’t have done any of it by myself, without you guys. Steve, Sam, Bucky, Natasha, Clint, Bruce, Wanda, Vision, and everyone who has been a part of this crazy ride; you’re not just teammates, you’re family.” He nodded towards them with a smile on his face.
There was a brief pause as Tony looked down his glasses, his voice softening. “And then there’s Pepper.” His eyes found hers in the crowd, a sparkle in them and the complete adoration in her gaze left him feeling like the only man in the world. “Pep, you’ve been my rock, my voice of reason, and quite frankly the only reason I’m still standing here today. You’ve put up with more than anyone should ever have to, and you’ve done it with more grace and strength than I ever could. So I’m dedicating tonight to you and to all all the amazing things you’ve done, not just for me but for all of us.”
Pepper smiled, her eyes glistening with welling tears, and Tony raised his glass slightly in her direction. “Here’s to you Love, and to many more years of driving you absolutely insane.”
The room erupted in applause and cheers, Tony took a moment to let the noise die down before continuing. “Now, before we wrap things up, there’s one more thing I want to share. You all know we’ve been through a lot as a team and a pack, I’d like to think we’ve grown stronger because of it. Well tonight I’m excited to announce that we’re about to grow a little stronger.”
Tony’s tone shifted to one of pride as he continued, “ We’ve got a new member joining our ranks. Someone who’s proven herself time and time again; who has the skills, the guts, and the heart to be one of us. Natasha and Clint already know her well, and after tonight I think it’s safe to say the rest of us are starting to see why they trust her so much.”
He paused for effect, then smiled warmly. “Ladies and Gentlemen, please join me in welcoming the newest member of the Avengers, Lynx.”
The room filled with applause as Tony turned to beckon her on stage. “Come on up here, don’t be shy, you're part of the family now.”
Bucky, Steve, and Sam watched the way her hips swayed in that dress as she climbed the stairs into Tony’s awaiting outstretched hand.
“We’re thrilled to have you with us,” His voice carried a genuine note of welcome. “We can’t wait to work with you and see what you’ll do next. So here’s to the future, to the newest member of our absolutely terribly dysfunctional family, and a thank you to Fury for giving into my birthday wish. Welcome to the team.”
The applause grew louder and Tony raised his glass one final time. “To Pepper, the Avengers, and of course: Me!” He declared, and the room echoed the toast.
Tony moved to set his glass back onto the table without looking, the room seemed to freeze as the glass started falling off the small side table; Steve about to rush forward before the glass inevitably broke and cut her as it shattered with her open toed wedge heels, but before Steve could even move she had the glass in her hands and not a drop split as she sat the glass back onto the center of the table.
Tony’s eyes widened before he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, she simply smiled back at him as she turned to retreat back down the stairs. “Reflexes, they come in handy.”
The small action had Steve, Bucky, and Sam frozen on the spot, they knew Tony had read her file and said she would be useful but those reflexes had kicked in faster than either of the supersoldiers had. She climbed down the stairs to the waiting Natasha and Clint who patted her on her back, a small smile on her face as she tried to downplay the almost accident. She could feel the sets of eyes on her back and looked over her shoulder to be met with the three alphas staring her down, she shifted and busied herself with the conversation around her.
Steve wanted to punch himself in the face for the way she seemed to shrink in their gaze, making herself smaller between the Barton’s and Natasha; but at the same time knowing him and his mates affected her as much as she affected them almost made him pride himself, then a second later he was beating himself up for thinking like a stereotypical alpha that he tried not to be.
Bucky was impressed, Steve had been the only person he had ever seen move that quickly aside from himself, and he found himself wondering how those reflexes would correlate to other areas like sparring, or sparring. He wouldn’t let himself admit he was already thinking of having her in bed like he did with his other mates on the days regular sparring didn’t take that edge off and he needed a little bit more to keep his nerves balanced.
Sam was in the same boat as the other two but thinking less with his dick and more of how attractive she was in general and how impressive her brief show of skills had be, he could only imagine how she would move and fight on the actual battlefield; he reckoned that since she was a stealth master more so than Natasha or Clint were she adapted based on the circumstances, he would've put money on a bet that in their time at SHIELD the three probably had made their own bets on trying to beat her in stealth drills only to lose every time.
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Steve, Bucky, and Sam retreated to a corner with their tails between their legs. The crowd began to filter out slowly, Steve had begun to talk but it was Bucky who had interrupted him. “We need to talk about this later, clearly we are all being affected by this and we need to straighten this all out.”
The other two nodded in agreement, watching as Tony talked with the alluring female across the conference hall, fighting to take their eyes off her. The rest of the avengers were all regrouping after a little bit of last minute partying that resulted in Natasha being a little too lovey dovey with Bruce and all of Clint’s kids being asleep.
They were so deep in thought they didn’t hear Pepper walk up behind them or even start talking to them. “...to leave? Hey? You three even listening? No, no you are not.” She sighed before clapping between them, startling all three Alphas to attention. “Quit being star-struck by an Omega you have barely met and maybe pay attention. I asked if you three were ready to go? We are getting ready to leave. Please, have your heads on straight, shes coming back to the tower for the night since her apartment is 45 minutes from here instead of 30 minutes from here.”
The boys all scrambled to agree and within the next 15 or so minutes they were squeezing into the back of a vehicle, the other members of their team squeezing into their own.
Steve popped his neck and stretched out in the vehicle as much as he could. “We really need to figure out why this is affecting us so much. When she touched my hand earlier it felt like static electricity.”
Sam nodded. “I felt that too but it was more like my entire body was wired with electricity despite how exhausted I was.”
Bucky growled under his breath, looking out the window at the passing lights. “It’s just ‘cause she’s new and mysterious and is being brought into the pack.”
SAm made a noise in disagreement. “You know that's not what this is Buck, I saw how affected you got especially when we went over to get drinks. You were staring out into space like you were lost in your head again. Whatever this is, it's different than just new, it's way more intense. Admit it Buck you felt something too.”
Bucky shot him a side long glare. “Okay fine, there was a tiny jolt, but not anything like you two were describing.”
Steve tried to diffuse the situation. “Whatever it is we have time to figure it out, it's not like we are in a rush. Whatever is leaving us all so tense and curious will take time to figure out until we get used to her being around and as a member of the pack we wont know if it is just cause she’s new or not. We keep an eye on her till she's used to everything and be there if she needs anything. I don’t want her thinking we don't like her or don’t want her on the team or in the pack.”
Bucky grumbled an agreement and Sam nodded, most of the cars were already here, Thor and Jane were the car ahead of them, and he was helping her out. By the number of cars pulling down into the parking garage there was only one car besides their’s missing from the fleet; probably Tony and Pepper since she had to finish arranging everything with the cleaning crew. The three trudged into the building, exhaustion finally settling into their bones and after shrugging off their party clothes all crashed into the large bed together.
On another floor Clint had escorted Lynx to her guest room on the main team communal floor of the tower. “I’ll be right back, let me go put Nathaniel down and grab Nat, Nat said she put some clothes in here for you earlier.”
“Kay, I’m gonna change then hurry back. I know you and Nat want all the gossip and know of what went on tonight.” SHe had smiled to Clint who nodded and rushed off.
+
I found the clothes Natasha had left for me folded neatly in the bathroom with a hairbrush and bathroom essentials, I changed into the pj set Nat loaned me: a silk set every member of the team probably had because it had little chibi versions of all the members on it and an old Shield training shirt. I brushed my teeth and my hair out, rinsing my mouth out with the sink water just as a knock sounded from the door.
I dried my mouth quickly before rushing over to open the door, a slightly tipsy Natasha leaning against the door frame and an amused Clint with his arms full of extra blankets off to the side of her.
“Hey! Get in here!” I stepped to the side and Natasha immediately threw herself onto the bed. Clint tossed the blankets onto the empty dresser before sitting down in an accent chair.
“Spill! I gotta know what happened when You weren't beside me or Clint.” Natasha mused, fixing a pillow under her chin. “What do you think of the team? How do you think the night went?”
I shrugged. “I dunno, I don’t think Steve, Sam, and Bucky like me that much. Steve seemed really unsure, and Sam while he was flirting it seemed he wanted out of the conversation as fast as possible, and all Bucky did was grumble and stare at me really. I mean I shook his hand and talked with him a little bit but he rushed off with Sam.”
Nat smiled like she knew something no one else did. “Ehhhh, don’t think a thing of it, they like you don’t worry. Bucky wouldn’t have talked with you at all if he didn’t like you in the slightest. And Sam may be a flirt but he never rushes off unless hes actually meaning his compliments, and as for Steve you somehow managed to get under his facade and made him slip up. They like you don’t worry.”
“If you say so, They just seemed to be keeping me in their sights like they were afraid I was gonna turn on someone all night.” I sighed, and Nat ruffled my hair.
“I mean it, they might be acting weird right now just because you are a new person, give it a few days hon, and it’ll be all normal.” Nat pointed out.
“How do you think it went with the rest of the team?” Clint questioned.
“I think it went okay, I liked Wanda, she seemed sweet.” I answered quickly.
“She’s excited to have another Omega around I bet. The Alphas outnumber the Omegas on this team. And seeing as the only other ones here regularly are Tony and Bruce, both of which are males, I think she's happy to have another female Omega around regularly.” Nat slurred slightly, but her point made sense.
“From what I could tell, it seemed like everyone on the team liked you, it seemed like you left everyone with good impressions.” Clint offered.
“You think so?” I asked.
“Yeah, I think so. The fact Bucky even talked to you is a sign of that.” Natasha had her eyes closed on the pillow, her words coming out slowly as she started to drift off.
“I better get her back up to Bruce before she passes out, Have a good night snowflake.” Clint stood. “Oh those blankets are for you, I grabbed them from the storeroom for you since I know Omegas are big on comfort. Feel free to keep them for when you move in.”
He helped Nat up from the bed and the two made their way back to the door. “Thank you Clint, have a good night, you too Tasha.” I smiled at them.
Natasha waved drowsily back. “Night Snow. Sleep well, see you in the morning.”
“Night,” Clint waved back as he closed the door behind him.
I stood and locked the door, picking up the blankets Clint had brought for me and began making a small temporary nest with them so I could get some decent sleep. My nerves were still going haywire at the thought of the three alphas having their eyes constantly on me, I honestly didn’t know how I had made it through the night with the constant heat under my skin at their gaze. I plugged in my phone and finally curled up in the nest of blankets, hopefully tomorrow wouldn’t feel as tense. I watched a few videos on my phone before I ended up falling asleep, thoughts of the three Alphas and their scents following me into my sleep.
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Summary: A lone omega was on the run from a ruthless alpha. Running was all she knew until she bumped to two certain alphas that would change her life forever. Crazy things happen to her once she realizes that they are her mate. Two mates. How will she able to cope?
Characters: Omega!Fem!reader , Alpha!Steve Rogers, Alpha!Bucky Barnes (James Barnes)
genre: omegaverse au, alternative au, love, humor, angst, comfort, yandere
warning: self harm, suicide, dark past, trauma, insecure thoughts
notes: i'm so glad you all really liked the prologue hehe i was so shocked at how many messages i got. you guys are amazing and I'm glad you guys like it so much. Here's the first part which isn't much but it'll soon get better. :) hope you like this. feedback is appreciated! thank you again!
It was black.
Pitch black.
Nothing was to be seen from miles away.
[Y/N] ran as far as her legs could go. Even with the darkness, she forced herself to keep on moving. She wouldn't stop. She couldn't. She wanted to turn into her wolf form but she couldn't. She panicked as she kept moving.
She wondered why.
Why was she here? Why was it so dark? Where was she?
She was focusing on her running that she couldn't focus on her change form. Her breaths came out rapidly and loud as she couldn't control her breathing from all the running she had done. She didn’t know why she felt so weak. Normally, she would last hours running but now she could barely catch her breath. It felt like she was running for hours. She then turned back to see nothing but darkness getting closer to her which scared her more.
Pitch black.
She didn't know why she was running away or from who but she had that gut feeling telling her to keep moving. She had to. There must be a reason why she was here. She slowly started to slow down as she felt her legs giving out. She fell to the ground as she started to take deep breaths so she can breathe again. Calming down her heartbeat since it was beating rapidly. She sighed as she leaned against a tree big enough to hide her entire body which was a mistake as she started to hear voices around her.
Multiple voices that she's never heard before.
She gasped as she looked around, expecting for someone to come out and laugh at her, revealing all this to be a joke like some alphas from the past that would do it to her all the time; but nothing came which scared her even more.
The waiting. The anxiety was killing her slowly.
She suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from her chest, placing her hand where she felt the pain. She slowly looked down, seeing blood dripping everywhere. Her blood. Her eyes widen as she opened her mouth to yell for help.
But she couldn't.
It was like she couldn't speak.
Like her vocal cords were ripped out of her throats.
Then, she heard those voices again.
"You're nothing but a weak omega!"
"You're just weak. Trash to everyone!"
"Just die already!"
Those words that always have made her heart hurt more than everything. She never showed her weakness to anyone but she felt her heart break each time.
Those words that haunt her everyday since she could remember.
Until she heard that voice. His voice.
"[Y/N]…"
She heard it clearly yet it sounded so far away that she hardly heard it over the other voices. She closed her eyes slowly as she felt the cold ground against her back as she soon blacked out. Still hearing someone calling her name but she couldn't open her eyes. She was slowly dying.
[Y/N] gasped loudly as she sat up and looked around, seeing herself in the middle of a street. She gripped her head as it felt like a pile of bricks fell on her until she heard a loud honk coming from her right. She slowly turned to see a few cars coming her way. Her eyes widen as she quickly got up from her feet and ran away as she heard a few curse words coming from behind her. She ran towards a dark alley and fell on her knees as she couldn’t feel her legs. She felt drips of sweat crawling down of her face as fear was written all over her face. She doesn’t remember anything. Nothing at how she got here. In this city. She was about to get up until she felt a sting feeling coming from her chest.
It was time.
It was heat season.
The worst time of the year that she hated so much.
After all, she was an unmarked omega.
Every year it would get stronger and more aggressive that she could hardly bear with it but she managed with it. Sadly, she had to stay away from anyone, hide that way she wouldn't be able to attack anyone or the other way around. The heat was something so vicious and it could turn the innocent to monsters.
She crawled back until her back was leaning against the brick walls as she tried to calm her breathing. Her heart felt like it was about to burst out of her chest but she knew that it'll be over soon. She just had to stay hidden and away from everyone, especially Alphas. She didn't know how long she'll be able to manage since she was in New York. In the place filled with all sorts of people. It was the worst time for her to be on heat. She leaned her head back as she closed her eyes and tried to ease her mind and heart. She slowly calmed her body as she fell into a deep slumber.
Yet, who would ever want someone like her?
Somewhere out of the city
Tossing and turning, sweat dripping all over his body. Words mumbling out of his mouth as the dream was taking over. He had been like this several night. Ever since he started having these dreams of this woman. This woman that he didn't know at all, but he kept dreaming about her.
Her running away from him.
The more he calls for her. The more far she goes.
It makes his wolf howl for her.
Bucky can't stand it. He needed to see her. To be close to her.
"STOP!" He screamed out as he sat up on his bed, breathing heavily as he looked around to see himself in his room once again.
He cursed under his breath as he rubbed his face that was filled with sweat.
It has been several days since he had been having the same dream. The same person every time. It always ended the same too.
Once he would reach her, she was gone. Vanished like she didn't exist at all.
It would make his chest hurt so much that he just wanted to rip out his heart out to stop all the pain. The disappointment.
He leaned back down as he tried to calm himself down. He turned to the side to find the other side of bed empty where usually Steve would sleep. He sighed as he figured that he must of been called for a mission. He was always out helping everyone unlike him that was still trying to deal with everything that has been happening to him. The nightmares. The triggers that would take him back to the past. His horrible past that he just wanted to erase. Now with these dreams, he felt like he was going even more insane. He had the urge to just go out and find their scent.
Their scent filled with strawberries. Sweet strawberries.
It made his mouth watery just by the thought but he shook his head. After everything he has done, he didn't deserve a mate. No one. He felt out of place, but his friends; Steve and Sam would always help him out.
Mostly Steve since he was his mate.
Sam would annoy him and he'd do the same back to him which would always be a rowdy argument.
With them by his side, the cold walls became warm and welcoming.
Even with the missions he would go to weren't helping him at all. There would be times where something would trigger him and he'd black out and remembering what he used to do back with HYDRA.
Steve noticed right away and would help him out of it, but there was times that it wasn't enough.
He knew that now he couldn't go back to sleep. Too much adrenaline and thoughts going thru his head. He got out of bed and walked to his balcony for some fresh air. He has been doing it ever since the dreams happened. Stayed up all night, trying to forget about her.
The woman that has made his wolf and himself go crazy.
"Who are you?" He whispered as he looked up at the dark sky with stars shining dimly back at him. "Where are you? Why can't I ever catch you?"
Everywhere he looked, he would see mates happily living their lives which he wanted. Just wanted to be normal with a mate, living normally like everyone else yet at the same time he didn't. He knew he didn't deserve that life. He was a killer, well used to be.
He was broken and nobody wanted a mate like him, right?
But he wasn't the only one that was suffering with these dreams. Steve as well.
Steve was up in a hotel in Washington after finishing his mission, he decided to stay the night and leave early morning for NYC to see Bucky. He was concerned for him. He worried for his friend and mate. He knew everything Bucky went through and he was there when Bucky laid it all for him. He didn't judge him at all since he couldn't understand the pain he was going thru.
Yet, he was by his side no matter what.
Nothing would change that. He was his mate after all.
They had been mates ever since they were little and the time that they were apart was torture for them. When they met once again, they were so happy to find each other again. So happy yet they still felt incomplete.
Like something was missing. More like someone.
He felt the same as Bucky, not being worthy of being someone else's mate. He felt like he didn't deserve it.
He didn't deserve a mate.
Didn't deserve that woman in his dreams as well.
The strawberry scent filled his nose and his wolf would howl in joy. He didn't understand whom this person was.
Why he had this effect just by the thought of her?
He sighed as he looked outside of his window as he wondered if that woman was real or just a figure of his imagination.
"This is just ridiculous..." He mumbled to himself as he headed towards his bed and turned off the lamp.
Pitch black all over his room as he laid back down on his bed, trying to get some sleep.
He hoped that morning would come sooner so he can go back to Bucky. He admitted that he missed his mate. His friend. He let out a sigh as he closed his eyes, hoping to forget about that woman that's been in the back of his head ever since the dreams started.
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𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ➳♡❥
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𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡➳
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𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡
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40𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡
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𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡
summary - reader pretends to sleep to see what her boyfriend steve would do.
𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 2 ♡
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𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 ➳♡
summary - colin realises how much he needed you when it was too late, several months later. he sees you again, but he wishes he didn't
𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡
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𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ❥ 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧’𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 2 ♡❥
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𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ➳ 𝐦𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 2 ♡➳
summary - the reader finds out everything was all a bet, leading her to confront steve and finally leave them behind.
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𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡
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𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 ➳
summary - sometimes, you just have to let go and put yourself first.
𝐈’𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐫… ♡
summary - you just wanted to look sexy for your man, but instead, he thinks you’re cute.
𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡
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𝐯𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡
summary - just a short drabble of vampire steve and bucky meeting succubus reader.
𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝�� 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡❥
summary - daddy decides it's playtime during the game, and his best friend gets to watch.
𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡➳
summary - there's been a misunderstanding in your relationship, does it get sorted?
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱 𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡➳
summary - your ex-husband interrupts your time with your new man, causing a small fight to break out.
𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 ♡
summary - just something cute.
𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡
summary - you tease your loving boyfriend with photos of you, the only problem is... he's in a work meeting.
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧’𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡❥
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𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡➳
summary - you confessed your feelings to dean and ended up getting hurt, only to find love in a much better man.
𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞… 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ➳
summary - steve compares you to someone he knows you are jealous/insecure about, causing you to become distant. he asks for your forgiveness, but do you forgive him?
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ➳❦
summary - steve was the one that got away... but did he really?
𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲’𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐞 𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 ❥
summary - your stepdad doesn't like how close his friend is getting to you, so the only way to solve the issue is to get inside you.
𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ♡➳
summary - after everything that happened with bucky, you found comfort in steve, slowly falling for him as he becomes your knight in shining armour. when you finally become his, it's the best day of your life.
𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 ❥
summary - steve and you have something in common, he likes pulling your hair, and you love when he pulls on your hair.
𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 ❥
summary - you get steve hot and bothered…
𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ❥
summary - when you agreed to be steve's, you also agreed to be used whenever he saw fit.
𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ❥
summary - you get spanked by steve for what you're wearing.
𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ➳
summary - steve left you for peggy, only to realise five hours in that she was no longer the woman he loved. when he came back, five years had passed. will you ever forgive him for the sake of your son? or is your future with him no more?
𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ➳
summary - you wished you had more time with him.
𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ❥
summary - the moment steve saw you, he knew he needed to have you. so he thought the best way to get to know you… was to stalk you, what happens when he finally makes his move?
𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 ♡
summary - two idiots in love.
𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞 ➳
summary - you are sad and want steve to fuck the sad out of you.
𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐭𝐬 ➳ 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 2 ➳♡ 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 3 ➳♡
summary - morgan gets hurt while at a family/friend gathering, causing all the women's instincts to kick in except yours. which doesn't end well for your relationship with a man from the 40s
summary - after your breakup with steve, you change, no longer wanting to deal with your emotions. after months of your team not hearing from or seeing you, they decide to track you down.
summary - you found your happiness
𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ➳♡
summary - harley's ex, the joker, kidnaps you. causing the two teams to come and save you.
𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ➳
summary - steve cancels another date, this one being for your anniversary, to 'help' sharon.
𝐬𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ➳♡
summary - steve is there for you when you don't feel okay emotionally.
𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡
summary - you've wanted your dad's best friend since you met him, but he seems to pay less attention to you than you would've liked. so, the only thing you could think of was to tease him at a pool party.
𝐛𝐮𝐭, 𝐢 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮… ➳
summary - you love steve, but have to let him go.
𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐦𝐞 ➳
summary - the family you thought you had let you down, so you show up, showing them they didn’t break you.
𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ➳♡❥
summary - your husbands have been noticing something off with you, and they decide to punish you until you tell them what's wrong.
𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡
summary - you are in love with your stepbrother and vice versa.
𝐝𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡
summary - you go on a double date with your man, best friend and best friend's man.
𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ❥
summary - you are friends with benefits with steve, and your favourite position is being on top.
𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡❥
summary - you and steve have spent hours trying to find his best friend, and it ends with him taking his frustration out on you.
𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡❥
summary - you are scared of thunder and quickly find comfort in your stepfather and step-uncle's arms.
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤 (𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧) ➳♡
summary - you haven’t been dating steve for long and you get into a fight, he finally finds out about your past relationship.
𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 ➳❦
summary - steve cheats on you, causing the team to turn against you to save the world from hating him. years later, you finally seek your revenge.
𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡❥
summary - you have some soft sex with the bearded super solider.
𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐲 𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 ❥
summary - breeding kink gone wild, your husbands take it to the next level by forever wanting you to carry their child.
𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐭 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 ➳♡❥
summary - a series following a wife who discovers a betrayal that leads back to her wedding day and even further. with a broken heart, will fate succeed in leading her back to the destiny designed for her or will she forever be alone and broken?
𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ❥
summary - your mum leaves the house, leaving you alone with your stepdad and stepbrother.
𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡❥
summary - steve knew he shouldn’t be feeling this way towards his neighbour, especially since you’re married.
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❄️Candy cane lane❄️
(iPhones don’t have the candy cane emoji I swear they used too but whatever)
☃️⛄️Holiday fic!!!! Happy holidays everyone!🩵
Alpha Steve!rogers x omega!reader, CEO!Steve rogers x secretary!reader, Boss!steve rogers x employee!reader.
Some warnings will not be listed because the fic is not finished yet and I don’t know if there are any specific ones that I will need to add so be aware! (This list will be most of the warnings but just in case I’m letting you know because there might be one or two warnings that might pop up in the fic or in the real fics warnings but it might not be in this list)
Warnings: (minor spoilers, lighter topics/warnings are listed at the top and the father down the more graphic or sexual) readers body type or any physical characteristics/ features (like race) are not included or mentioned! This fic is for everyone except minors!!!!!!!!!! Fluff, Cuss words, boss employee relationship, hugging, holding hands, yelling, reader and Steve celebrate Christmas but no talks of religion!Steve gets angry at one point, other male attention that is not from Steve! Possessive behavior, slight obsession towards reader, Smut!: male masturbation, slight daddy kink, alpha x omega, biting (claiming), breeding, talk of having children! spanking, reader takes on a more submissive role, rough sex, p in v sex, condom is not used, reader is not on birth control, pussy slapping, breast play, oral sex (female receiving) ball play (reader plays with Steve balls) , more to be added I believe 🫣😬
The sings that got me in the holiday mood to write this 🤲💁♀️
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The Sun ☀️, The Moon 🌙 & the Stars ✨
Chapter 9: Stormy skies
Pairing: alpha!steve rogers x alpha!bucky barnes x alpha!sam Wilson x omega!reader
Word count: 5.3k
Warnings: some fluff, some heavy petting, someone is trying to get to reader
A/N: here is the next chapter I’m so sorry this took forever I really didn’t know how to end this chapter but next chapter will be very fun because it’s Steve’s birthday!!!!!
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Ch. 8
It had been a few days since your friends and mates had spent time together. You felt like you were dreaming. It was a nice way to spend your day at work, it made it go by faster. Just like the last few days, Mrs. Levy would get downstairs and wait for you by the door. Usually you would make sure she got home safe but today there was a certain someone waiting for you.
“Hi, honey.” You greeted Steve cheerfully when you were close enough. His eyes snapped up to watch you get closer. You noticed how his eyes traveled up and down your sundress clad figure and heat creeped up your cheeks.
“Hey, sweetheart.”
“This is Mrs. Levy. Mrs. Levy, this is Steve.” You introduced the older woman to your alpha and it was like watching a schoolgirl talk to her crush. When Steve held his hand out and smiled her cheeks were practically crimson with how much she blushed.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you ma’am.”
“No, the pleasure is all mine.” She smiled, then she cleared her throat and scowled in his direction. Using her cane to point at him. “I’m going to tell you what I told her other alpha, if you hurt her you’ll have to deal with me. And I’m worse than Jonah and Ricky.”
“Understood ma’am. Although I would never intentionally hurt her. You have my word.”
“I’ll keep my eyes on you.”
“Yeah you will.” You wiggled your eyebrows in her direction. Your phone goes off. “Ophelia, your Uber is here.”
“Ok, well have a good evening and I’ll see you tomorrow. Remember that’s two alphas and one to go.”
“I’ll make sure you meet Sam soon.” You smile.
“Bye.” Steve waves at her as she gets in the car. “She seems intimidating.” He laughs.
“She can be when she wants too.” You wrap your arms around his waist and bury your face in his chest. His scent brings you comfort. “I missed you.”
“I missed you too.” He kisses the top of your head. “So what do you want to do?”
You look up at him and notice how tired he looks. Like he hadn’t slept for days but you knew he hadn’t been on missions. Maybe some nightmares, like Bucky.
“How about we go back to my place, order something for dinner and just relax?”
“That sounds amazing. But are you sure you don’t want to go out?”
“Nope.” You knew he would take you if you asked. “I’m tired and I really just want to cuddle.”
“Well I can do that.”
“You ordered like three meals for yourself. I didn’t know you could eat that much.” You said as you picked up the empty containers of Chinese food.
“It’s because of the serum.” He says as he helps.
“Or because your stomach is a black hole.”
Steve chuckles as he tosses the last containers in the trash. When he turns around he finds you holding a container.
“A blondie for my blondie?”
Steve laughs again as he grabs one of the sweet treats you had made just for him. He takes a bite and moans.
“Thank you sweetheart. This is really good.”
*******
A movie was playing in the background, you weren’t sure what it was about. You were too distracted by the warmth Steve’s body gave off. The serum, he told you as you snuggled closer into his side. His fingers drew lazy patterns on your skin while keeping his attention on the tv. You however were distracted by him. The curve of his plump lips, the way his hair fell out of place, the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled genuinely.
“You’re staring.” Steve said without looking away from the tv.
“No I’m not.”
“You aren’t?” Steve chuckles.
“No, I’m admiring. It’s different.”
He looks down at you with a smile, his arm tightens around your waist. You make the first move by pulling him down so that you could connect his lips to yours. Steve pulls you into his lap effortlessly without breaking the kiss. Your hands are in his hair and you swear you hear him groan when you tug his silky strands. He fights for dominance over the kiss and the growl that rumbles through his chest is enough to make you want to present for your alpha. It wasn’t until his hands were on your hips that you realized that you were grinding against him. And it was obvious you weren’t the only one affected by the close contact.
“Fuck.” Steve says breathlessly. “Sweetheart we can’t, not yet.”
“Why not?”
“Because if we do I’ll want to claim you and it can be painful for you.” Steve said before kissing the place on your neck where his mark would go.
“But Steve…”
“Nuh-uh starlight, don’t you want to be my good girl?”
“What do I get if I’m bad?” You say as you close the space between his lips and yours.
You felt his fingers dig into the soft flesh of your hips as he laughed.
“You’ll get into trouble.”
“Mmm, trouble with you? Sounds like fun.”
Steve tilted his head up slightly connecting his lips to yours. A small moan escapes you and Steve takes advantage of it. His tongue slips past your lips. He had been dying to feel you pressed up against him like this, to taste you. You were everything he thought and more, sweet like the notes of honey in your scent. Steve’s lips move away from yours and travel down your chin, he nips and kisses along your neck. He finds a spot below your ear that has you preening and tugging at his hair. You feel his teeth on the crook of your neck and your eyes flutter close.
“There we go.” He says softly before kissing the same spot. Your fingers brush up against the area and you feel the bite mark he left although it didn’t break skin. “It’s not permanent, yet.” He sighs “It’s getting late sweetheart and I know you work tomorrow, I should go.”
“Ok.” You say with a pout which he kisses away.
“Call me if you need anything.”
“I will.”
“Oh, Tony is having a Fourth of July party and I put your pack on the list.”
“Isn’t the fourth your birthday?” You ask as you follow him to the door.
“Yup,” he turns to look at you. “Would you consider staying the night with us? Nothing has to happen, we just want to spend a little bit more than a few hours together.”
“I’d like that a lot.”
“Good. I’ll see you soon then.” He kisses you again, his lips soft yet demanding against yours. “Goodnight sweetheart.”
“I’m going to need the coldest shower.” You rest your head against the closed door muttering to yourself.
It was a little after midnight when you were startled awake. You had been in a deep sleep so it took a moment for you to realize what woke you up. A scent. Not just any scent, the one from the hallway a few days ago. It was so strong it almost felt like the person was standing over you. Your apartment was extremely quiet so you hear the jingle of a door knob being turned. Immediately your heart rate picks up. You head toward your bedroom door and open it just a little to figure out if someone broke in. Further down you hear what you’re sure to be the apartment door rattle. Someone was definitely trying to break in. There’s a growl loud enough to make a shiver run down your spine and you scramble to get the baseball bat from underneath the bed. You jump when your phone starts vibrating and when you grab it you see Steve’s face on the screen so you answer.
“What’s wrong?” He says before you’re able to say anything. There’s rustling in the background like he was maybe getting dressed.
“I think someone is trying to break into my apartment.” You whisper.
“Where are you now?”
“In my room.” You gasp when you hear a bang at the door. “I think they’re trying to kick the door down. What do I do Stevie?”
“Can you get out using the fire escape?”
“No, the ladder sticks and won’t go down all the way. It’s too high for me to jump down to the ground.”
“You’ll have to stay in your room, can you block the door somehow?”
“With my dresser.”
“Do that and stay in there we’re on our way ok?”
“Ok.” You cover your mouth with your hand when another bang comes from outside. “Please hurry.” You move quickly to push your dresser against the door. Another bang echoes through the apartment. You were silently thanking Jonah and Ricky for installing the extra locks on your door.
“Darling, what’s happening?” Bucky asked as you moved to the furthest corner of your room.
“They’re still there.”
You were starting to panic. There was a tightness in your chest and it felt like you couldn’t breathe. Tears were starting to form in your eyes. Bucky was talking but you couldn’t hear what he was saying. All of your attention was on the door. The apartment door slams against the wall and you do your best not to scream. It felt like you were sitting there for ages. With shaky hands you hold up the phone to your ear.
“They’re inside.” You whimper at the sound of the bedroom’s handle jiggling. There’s a knock on your window and you practically jump.
Bucky is standing on your fire escape motioning for you to open the window. There’s another bang against the door and it’s strong enough to move the dresser. You feel frozen where you stood, your eyes glued to the door. Bucky knocks again and this time you move quickly and unlock the window. There’s a grunt and something smashing outside of your door.
“Are you ok? Are you hurt?” Bucky looks you over. All you can manage to do is shake your head no. He pulls you into his chest, letting his scent surround you. His presence was enough for you to calm down.
There’s a knock on the door and you jump again.
“Sweetheart it’s me, it’s Steve. Can you open the door?” Steve says from the other side.
Bucky pulls the dresser out of the way easily. He opens the door and Steve rushes in heading straight to you.
“Are you ok?”
“I am now.” You lean into his touch as he checks you over just like Bucky had. “Did you get whoever it was?”
“Yes, we got him. Sam is talking with the police now.” He places a kiss on your forehead. “You can’t stay here for now. Why don’t you pack a bag and you can stay with us for a few days. At least until we get your door fixed.”
“Ok.” You hug him before you turn to start packing.
Sam had his arm around your shoulders, Steve stood in front of you and Bucky was next to you both holding the bags you’d packed in a hurry. You weren’t sure how long you’d be staying with them but you know there wasn’t enough clothing, especially for work. But you’d worry about that later, all you wanted now was to sleep.
Steve and Bucky disappeared further in the apartment while Sam led you to the living room. He sat you down and went to the kitchen, coming back a few minutes later with a steaming mug of something.
“Chamomile tea,” he said as he set the mug down. “Try to drink some, it should help relax you some.”
“Why? Do I not look relaxed?”
He chuckles because he can clearly see how tense you are and because he knows you’re joking. Sam sat next to you and he let you settle into his side. You let your head rest against his chest and you could hear his heart beating. It calmed you more than any tea ever could.
“What are Steve and Bucky doing?”
“They’re getting a room ready for you.” He says as his hand moves up and down your arm absentmindedly. “How are you feeling after what happened?”
“I don’t know,” you answer after a moment. “It still feels like a nightmare. I'm a bit confused.”
“Confused about what?”
“Well when I realized someone was trying to break in, Steve called me and asked me what was wrong. But how could he know something was wrong if I hadn’t even had a chance to call the police?”
Sam smiles as he tilts your head back. His fingers trace the area Steve’s bite mark is.
“He knew something was wrong because he felt it through this. Even though this is temporary it works similar to an actual bond.”
“Oh, that makes sense.”
“What makes sense?” Steve asked as he walked back into the living room. Bucky trailing behind looking upset.
“How you knew I was in trouble.”
Steve sat next to you and placed his hand on your thigh. He squeezed lightly before moving his hand up and down. The whole ordeal had been exhausting and you couldn’t stifle the yawn that escaped you.
“You should get to bed. Let me show you where you’ll stay.” Bucky spoke up. Instead of letting you get up and walk he threw you over his shoulder.
“Bucky.” You squeaked in surprise before laughing. “I can walk, you know.”
“Doesn’t mean you have too.”
“Goodnight boys.”
“Goodnight.” Both Sam and Steve replied.
He set you down once you were inside a bedroom. His scent was all over the place and it was very comforting but it wouldn’t be enough.
“Bucky, would you stay with me?”
“Of course.” He smiles and you head straight for bed where either Steve or Bucky had pulled out the blankets you’d brough with you.
It took you a few minutes but you arranged them in a way that was comforting for you. Once you settled in bed you looked up to see Bucky leaning against the door with a smile on his face.
“What?”
“Nothing, you’re just cute. Can I enter your nest?”
“It’s not a nest it’s just-“ you started saying as you looked around and sure enough it looked similar to the nests you’ve seen pictures of. “A… nest. Yes you can come in.”
Bucky kicks off his boots and jacket before climbing into bed with you. He opens his arms and you settle in next to him. You relax immediately and it doesn’t take long for you to fall asleep.
You wake up first. The bed is a mess of blankets and bodies. It seemed like after you fell asleep Steve and Sam joined you in bed. As quickly as possible you get out of bed, hoping not to disturb the sleeping men. Sam reaches over the spot you were just in and instead of finding you finds Bucky, pulling him closer. With a smile you sneak out of the room and head toward the living room where you left your purse. You check your phone and you’re up thirty minutes before your alarm would have gone off.
In the kitchen you start the coffee maker and begin to rummage around for sugar, creamer and a mug. There’s a slight breeze behind you but you don’t pay attention to it thinking it’s the A/C kicking on.
“Good morning.” You hear behind you in a voice you don’t recognize. A scream rips from your throat and the mug you had in your hand almost falls to the ground. The surprise visitor held out the mug for you. “Sorry I didn’t mean to scare y-“
The man that had surprised you is pulled away by an angry looking Bucky. Your hand is on your chest and once you realize who it is you chuckle. Steve and Sam are right behind Bucky. Looking as if they’re ready to murder someone.
“Buck it’s ok. Let Pietro go.” Steve said, softly putting a hand on Bucky’s shoulder.
Bucky didn’t listen, his eyes still held a murderous gaze. You stepped in between him and Pietro and placed a hand on his cheek.
“Hey I’m fine. I was just surprised, that's all. Can you let Pietro go now?”
Bucky lets go of Pietro and wraps his arms around you instead. He pulls you into his chest and buries his face into your neck as he turns his back to the beta.
“I really am sorry. I didn’t realize your omega was in.”
“It’s ok, Pietro. There was a break in at my apartment and I guess I’m still jumpy. It’s nice to meet you though. I’m Y/N by the way.” You say as you lean to the side to look past Bucky.
“It is nice to meet you as well. The team will be excited to know you’re finally here. These three don’t stop talking about you.”
“Really?”
“Oh yeah. You should hear what they say.”
“Ok and that’s enough. Why are you here roadrunner?” Sam asks.
“Steve was going to train with me today. When he didn’t show up I came to check in. Since he’s so old, you know?”
You giggle and hide your face in Bucky’s chest when Steve playfully glares at you.
“Pietro I’m sorry I completely forgot. Would you be ok if we rescheduled for later today.”
“No problem. See you around Y/N.” He says and runs out, leaving before you’re able to say goodbye.
Even after Pietro is gone and it’s just the four of you, Bucky doesn’t let go. You try to walk away from his grasp but he only tightens his hold on you. He lifts you up and sits you on the counter and hides his face in your neck.
“Uh- Bucky?”
“Just give him a minute. You’re not the only one that’s still one edge because of last night. And when we heard your scream and you weren’t in bed well…” Sam says and motions to Bucky.
Nod in understanding and wrap your arms around him. You play with his hair and Bucky starts to relax against you.
“I didn’t mean to scare you guys.”
“It’s ok. We just want to keep you safe is all.” Bucky mumbles once he finally pulls away.
He’s quickly replaced by Sam who also hides his face in your neck. You feel the tip of his nose move up your neck as he inhales deeply. Steve took his own turn scenting you. He finished by placing a kiss on the temporary bond mark on your neck.
After that the four of you spent the morning getting ready for the day. When it was time for you to go to work Bucky insisted on taking you. You couldn’t deny him the request since you were now aware of his worry over your safety.
You weren’t sure what was worse, your alphas and mates fussing over you because they were worried or your pack mates doing the same thing. Jonah and Ricky hovered, even Mrs. Levy would call down to reception throughout the day to make sure you weren’t in danger. And it went on all week. It was somehow endearing and annoying at the same time.
You were grateful it was Friday and that you wouldn’t have to be escorted from the tower to your job for at least three days thanks to the long weekend. When you get outside though it’s not your alphas that are waiting for you, it’s the Black Widow herself. You’d only met her briefly a few weeks back but still you walked up to her with a nervous smile. Mrs. levy eyed her up and down before saying her goodbyes.
“Hey Y/N, the guys asked me to pick you. There was some incident at training and they had to handle it.”
“Are they ok?” You say as you check your phone, there weren't any unread messages from them.
“Yeah, some recruits got overly confident. Happens every time there’s a new group.” She waves her hand dismissively.
“Oh ok. Well since it’s you here and not them, especially Steve, would it be ok to make two stops?”
“Depends on where.”
“The apartment and an art studio.” You look at her hopefully.
At the end of the day it is in an alpha’s nature to want to make omegas happy and apparently the infamous spy isn’t immune.
“As long as it’s quick.”
“Thank you so much,” you say as you get in the car. “I’ve needed to get a few things, especially a gift for Steve’s birthday but they would not take me back to the apartment.”
“They tend to be overprotective when it comes to something or someone they care about, especially if it’s you. Those three have been a pain in the ass since the break in though.”
You chuckle because it’s true but you appreciate what they’ve done for you. “Still, it’s nice someone cares that much for me. I’ve never had that before.”
Nat takes her eyes off the road for a moment and studies you. From what she knew, which was more than she would ever let on, most of your life had been full of abuse and trauma. She hadn’t really looked into your family but she did look into the hospital visits and reports from school which listed all of the things done to you. She did it to protect her friends and make sure you weren’t trying to hurt them. The more she learned the more she understood why Sam, Steve and Bucky were acting the way they were. It’s why she volunteered to pick you up today. She’d seen the reported abuse but now she was really putting a face to the survivor. And you sat in the passenger's seat humming along to the song playing on the radio with a certain lightness and love for life.
When Nat parks the car you don’t immediately get out. No, instead you take a moment and look around trying to find something or someone out of place. Once you’re satisfied you open the passenger’s side door and step out. Nat follows your lead all the way up to your apartment. The door and lock had been replaced and you fished around your bag to get the new key. The stench from the alpha that broke in still lingered in the air. You still hadn’t been told why he was trying to get in though.
“You can make yourself comfortable if you want. I’m just going to grab a few extra clothes and one of Steve’s gifts.” You say as you walk further into the apartment but Nat follows you and stops at the door, not wanting to invade what was supposed to be your nest.
You move around the room gracefully as you pull out an extra bag and some more clothes. Then you dig in the back of the closet for the present you had bought. It was only one of two but it still didn’t feel like enough.
“So, do you have a mate? Or are you courting someone?” You ask as you open your drawers. “I’m sorry, that’s none of my business.”
“It’s ok, I’m courting Bruce actually.”
“I can see that. You’d totally be cute together.” You say while double checking your bag. “Ok I’m ready to go.”
You stopped at the art studio to pick up Steve’s other gift and now Nat was pulling into a parking spot in the tower’s garage. She leads you to the elevators and the stench from the night of the break in hits you again. Immediately you’re on edge as you look around the parking lot and Nat curses under her breath. One of the elevators opens to reveal two agents and two cops escorting a man in handcuffs.
His eyes snap up to yours and he gives you an evil grin. Your breath hitches as he gets closer and he stops right in front of you. He towers over you and his smile turns into a sneer.
“You stupid fucking bitch.” He spits out. “You just had to ruin everything didn’t you?”
“Shut up.”
“You don’t tell me what to do. You’re a worthless broken omega whore. Always have been and always will be.” He tries to lunge at you but the agents pull him back and toward the awaiting cop car. But he’s too strong for them and he just walks back toward you. This time Nat stands in front of you ready to attack if he tries anything.
“Enjoy being their rut toy while you still can. He’s coming for you and this time he’s going to rip out your throat.”
“I’d like to see him try.” You say through gritted teeth.
The cops and agents pull him away but his eyes stay on you the whole time. Nat turns and blocks your view.
“How do you know him?”
“That’s my brother Daniel.” You say as you wipe away a tear and turn back toward the elevator.
Your heart was practically beating out of your chest. Ignoring the rest of Nat’s questions you turned and headed to the elevators. You wanted to be alone. It had been years since you’d seen your brother and it pained you that his scent was unrecognizable.
When the elevator doors opened your three alphas were already there waiting. You ignored them and pushed through to get into the apartment and into the room you’d been using. Panic, fear and worry were all making your scent sour.
“Y/N? Is everything ok?” Steve had called out but you didn’t answer. “What happened while you were out?”
All three alphas turned their attention to Nat.
“You know the alpha that broke into her apartment?” They nodded. “It’s her brother, Daniel. Said some horrible things. And then said he was going to rip her throat out.”
“Who is he?”
“No idea.”
They looked at each other concerned. Then Sam and Bucky walked back toward the room you’d been using in order to check up on you.
“Can you-“
“Already on it, Rogers. I’ll check in with Tony to see if we can look into the men in her life. Though we don’t have much to go on.” Nat looks up at him and studies his face. “She’s good for all of you. I’m glad you found each other. Make sure you take care of her.”
“Of course. I think her pack would kill us if we did anything to even upset her.”
“She has a pack?”
“Yeah, work friends. One of them has a mate. They made their own pack.”
Nat nods. “I’ll let you know if I find anything.”
“Thanks Nat.”
She leaves just as Sam and Bucky walk back out into the living room. Bucky was pacing back and forth. Anxious and worried for whatever it was that happened to you.
“She locked herself in the room and she doesn’t want to come out. She won’t even answer us. What should we do?”
“I’m not sure, Sam. I guess we'll just wait it out.”
“What? No, she needs us. We can’t just let her feel alone and scared.” Bucky argued. He was getting riled up. Bucky didn’t like to see those he cared about be upset especially if he couldn’t really do anything about it.
“Baby,” Sam walked up to him, effectively cutting off Bucky’s pacing. He takes Bucky’s face in his hands. “I know you want to help her but maybe she just needs a minute to gather her thoughts. It’s just like when you need to be alone sometimes after a nightmare.” Sam presses his lips against Bucky’s and the latter relaxes just a bit. “Let’s give her a moment. Why don’t we go get something for her.”
“Like what?”
“I don’t know, how about some flowers. Something to cheer her up.”
Bucky nods and turns to look at Steve.
“I will let you know the moment she’s out. Go, get our girl something good.”
“Ok.”
Sam and Steve look at each other in silent understanding before they share a brief kiss. Then Sam heads out the door with Bucky and Steve heads in the direction of the room you’ve locked yourself in.
The moment you got to the room you locked yourself in and then you grabbed one of the blankets that smelled just like the boys, wrapping it around yourself. Their combined scents brought you comfort and it’s exactly what you needed even if you wanted to be alone. Bucky and Sam called your name softly through the door but you ignored them. You climbed into your nest and tightened the blanket around you. Everything your brother said to you kept replaying in your head over and over again until you fell asleep.
About an hour later you feel a dip in the bed. Your eyes flutter open and they land on Steve. He smiles and when he reaches out to cup your cheek you flinch away from his touch. His smile falters a little but he doesn’t get upset. At least not with you.
“Sweetheart, are you ok? We’re worried about you.”
“I don’t know. Did Nat-“
“She told us. You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.”
“Ok.” You pushed the blanket off of yourself just enough to reach out for him. “Could you stay with me?”
Steve smiles again and lays down behind you. His warmth is welcomed and the weight of his arm in your waist is somehow comforting. The door opens and you see Sam and Bucky standing there waiting. You pull back the covers and Bucky moves first. Sam sits up against the headboard and winks in your direction when you look up at him.
“I’m sorry if I made you worry.”
“It’s ok. It must have been a shock to see your brother.” Sam answers.
“Yeah, I haven’t seen him in years.” You say as you snuggle into Bucky’s chest. “I think something happened to him. He was never that aggressive.”
“Was he protective over you?”
“Not really but if my dad ever told him to punish me he wouldn’t hit me as hard or whatever my dad told him to do.”
All three of them tense at the information and the way you say it so casually. They had all tried to talk with your brother for a week and he didn’t say a word but they could tell something was wrong. However at the moment their focus is on you and only you.
“We’ll figure it out ok. You don’t have to worry about him.” Bucky says.
“I do, he’s my brother. We were treated differently because he was an alpha but my parents were horrible to him too. I can’t just ignore all of that now.”
“That’s understandable but we don’t want to have you meet him again until we can figure out what’s going on with him. Is that ok?”
“It’s ok. I know you just want to protect me.” You turn in Bucky’s embrace to look at Steve. “I’ve never had this before and I trust you, all of you, so I’ll listen to what you say.”
Steve kisses your forehead as you get more comfortable. You can’t help but think of your brother when he was younger and now. How he tried and failed to protect you. It was his instinct not only as your older brother but as an alpha. Maybe he knew back then that you were an omega.
“I think he was trying to warn me.” You say after a few minutes of silence.
“Warn you about what?” Sam asks from behind you.
“Maybe someone is after me? Danny said ‘he’s coming for you’ when we were little he’d always tell me what was going to happen so that I could at least be ready for it.”
“But who is he?”
“Maybe it’s your dad.” Bucky offered but he was really talking to Sam and Steve. Sam gets up and excuses himself. He quickly goes off to find Nat to help her look into who might be after you.
“We’ll figure it out and keep you safe, Darling.”
“I know you will.”
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Locked In
You honestly don’t know what happened. You went to open your door to run out to your car when the door handle had come off in your hand. You’d stared down at it, dumbfounded, before attempting to pull the door open.
It doesn’t move. You try again, shaking the door and when it still doesn’t move you drop your head to the door with a loud groan. Now you’re going to have to call your super to get the hell out of here.
Of course when you call Drax is out of town. He does promise to fix the door when he gets back but when you ask what the hell you’re supposed to do until then he doesn’t really give you an answer.
“Drax, I can’t stay in here all weekend!” You tell him throwing your weight against the door. It doesn’t budge but you bounce back off it.
“I don’t know what you want me to tell you. Call the fire department I guess.” He offers then you hear a female voice say something and he turns his attention back to you, “I have to go.” He says then hangs up.
So you do what he says and call the fire department. You don’t bother with 9-1-1 and instead look up the number for the building online. It rings twice before a deep voice answers.
“Fire House 178?” A deep voice answers and you feel it in your gut.
“Hi, um, I think this is the right fire house, if it’s not let me know. I’m in the Milano apartments? Over on 19th?”
“This is the right fire house. Is this an emergency?”
“No, I’m locked in my apartment.” You tell him and there’s silence on the other end before the voice says,
“I’m sorry, you’re locked in your apartment?”
“Yes. My super is out of town and he said to call you guys. The door handle literally fell off in my hand.”
“Okay, what apartment are you in?”
“A14.”
“We’ll send a team over.” He assures you and sure enough five minutes later a firetruck rolls up in front of your building. A group of firefighters get out, there are six of them and you never really bought into the hype of firefighters being hot but for a second you’re not sure that these guys aren’t actually models. The five men come jogging over and you head for your door. There’s a knock then a bright blue eye looks into the hole where your door handle once fit.
“Hi there, I’m Bucky. You the one that called?”
“I am.” You can’t help but laugh, “This is insane.”
“So Cap is gonna come around to the window and work the door from that side. You okay with that?”
“He’s a?”
“Alpha. Unmated but you’ve got nothin’ to worry about ‘Mega.”
“Okay,” You tell him, he gives you an awkward little nod and then his eye disappears from the door. You can hear a quick conversation then you hear a pair of boots walk away and then there’s a soft tap on your window. When you turn you’re stunned by the man standing there. He’s tall and brunet with these sea foam eyes that when they meet yours seem to light up. A slow smile graces his features and you’re fairly certain you’ve stopped breathing for a second, but you’re able to pull yourself out of it and make your way to the window. You unlock the windows and the Alpha smiles up at you.
“Hi.” He says softly, “I’m Steve.”
“Hi.” You respond before telling him your name.
“You okay with me coming into your space Omega?” He asks and a tingle races up your spine.
“Just you?”
“Just me.” You nod and he lifts an axe into view and places it gently inside your apartment against the wall. He then hefts himself into your apartment and when he’s standing directly in front of you you can’t help but stare up at him.
“Cap you in?” A voice calls from the door and you both startle, he gives you a little lopsided grin then picks up the axe and makes his way to the door.
“Yea Buck.” He calls back and he makes his way over to the door, “Doll you have any tools in here? I’d rather try to lift the door off than destroy it.”
“I don’t.” You tell him and he looks over his shoulder at you, god he’s a gorgeous Alpha.
“Alright, Buck we’re going to have to bust it open. You and Sam ready?”
“Yea.” A voice calls back, this one doesn’t sound familiar so you assume that it’s Sam.
“Okay Doll, you’re gonna wanna stay back behind me okay?” He says and you hear the sound of movement on the other side of the door.
“Strike!” The following boom causes you to squeak in surprise, “strike!” They continue this a few more times, then you hear, “Drive!” And there are several repeated blows then “stop!” There’s a crack of splintering wood and Steve steps forward to place his axe against the door frame.
“Clear?” He calls and after an affirmation Steve glances back at you, “Stay back okay?”
“Okay.” You agree watching as he lines the axe up and hits the door twice before it cracks lowly and two hands appear from the other side of the door and it’s pulled down.
Overall the whole thing takes just over a minute.
“Damn. That’s the weirdest shit I’ve ever seen.” The third firefighter, says looking at your door.
“What?” You ask making your way over to your front door while Steve talks softly with the one that you assume is Bucky. You don’t know many people with eyes that blue.
“It’s like the lock just broke off inside the door. I’ve never seen something like this happen.” He tells you attempting to pull the deadbolt out of the side of the door.
“Maybe I can get it. My fingers are smaller?” You offer and he steps aside to let you try. You’re able to almost get a grasp on it but even your smaller hands are too big.
“Maybe a magnet?” He offers and you nod as you feel Steve move closer to you. You’re so aware of where he is in your space. He doesn’t say anything but when Sam glances up at him some communication must pass between the two and Sam smirks then follows Bucky out of the apartment.
You sigh softly looking at the door, what in the world are you supposed to do now?
“You have a safe place stay?” Steve asks gently and you turn and look up at him.
“Um, yes?”
“That’s not very reassuring Omega.” He murmurs taking another small step into your space and you can’t help the shiver the runs down your spine at his proximity.
“It depends on if my friend is in heat or not.”
“Can you find out? I’m not really comfortable with you stayin’ here without a door with that Alpha right next door.”
“Who?”
“Dark haired guy.”
“Brock is an Alpha? He told me he was a Beta and if I ever needed help to let him know.”
“Definitely not a Beta.” Steve says with a frown. You text Monica and when she texts back three fire emoji you know that you’re out of luck. You glance up at Steve and he gives you a knowing look.
“She’s in heat.” You’re going to have to find an Omega only hotel and it’s going to cost so much and now you’re stressing out. “Shit.” You mutter.
“I might have a solution.” He offers, “come stay at the fire station.” You blink up at him in surprise, he gives you a soft little smile.
“I,” you don’t know what to say, “Can you even do that?”
“Yea. What do you say Honey? You wanna come stay at the station?” You don’t really have a reason not to so you risk a glance up at him and nod.
“I’ll come stay with you.”
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While collecting fire wood Steve comes across a injured omega running from an alpha who's trying to force mate her. Steve takes her in and helps her in anyway he can. Maybe it was just the goodness of his heart. Or maybe its because seeing her and being around her just felt ...so right. Like she belonged by his side. His skin burning by just a slight touch of her. His heart beating so fast every time she looks up at him like that.
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aiight but this is totally how I see omega Bucky. I mean look at those bitties! Steve motorboats him I just know it
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Oof, he is soooo deliciously dark in this! & then the ending?! Mercy. This was fabulous. Just crushed the whole series, & not I guess go back over it again 😅 obsessed
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Pairing: dark alpha!Steve Rogers x naive omega!Reader
Warnings: smut, dark themes, a/b/o themes, daddy!kink, noncon, dubcon, dark!Steve Rogers, bullying, Steve is really mean in this, jealousy, breeding kink, size difference, unbalanced power dynamic, humiliation, seriously Steve is super mean, and reader is really naive, minors do not interact!
Summary: Steve is the menacing alpha who makes your life at university a living hell every single day. He's cocky, brash and domineering, and you're the complete opposite - quiet, meek and reserved. Ridiculed by him day after day, you're convinced he hates you. But what happens when Steve finds out you have a boyfriend? Based on this ask and the discussion that followed it.
“Look at the little omega, already here bright and early at 9 in the fucking morning.” You flinch when you hear the booming voices floating over from the front of the lecture hall, the pack of loud, domineering alphas making their way in through the entrance. You busy yourself with rearranging your pens in colour order, acting like it’s the most interesting task in the world. You can hear the alphas walk past you, smirking and snickering, a few of them purposefully bumping against your shoulder while you try to avoid eye contact.
“Look how fucking eager she looks, the kiddie pencil case and all those notes. As if her dumb omega brain even understands any of this shit.” One of the alphas named Bucky laughs at his own quip, the rest of them follow suit and you try to hide the bristle of hurt you feel. It’s okay. They do this every single day. It’s nothing new. You can handle it. You’re here to learn. Just ignore them.
“She’s probably fucking the professor, that’s why she’s here so early every day. You know these omega sluts – all the same.” Without looking up, you know it’s Steve who’s spoken, his Brooklyn drawl deep, quiet, confident, but mocking. You can’t help but feel your heart sink deep down into the pits of your stomach – why did he have to be so mean?
The tall, blond alpha hangs back from his friends, who all congregate at their usual seats right at the back of the hall. Steve pauses where you’re sitting, however, and your nostrils are greeted with his now familiar, musky scent. You share this class with him every day, along with the other alphas, but Steve’s scent is the strongest and most noticeable to you. He smells woody like a hot summer day, fresh like soap, mixed with that distinctly musky smell that you can’t seem to associate now with anything other than him.
“Omega,” Steve articulates slowly, as if savouring the word on his tongue before spitting it out like venom. He doesn’t speak directly to you very often, but when he does, he always refers to you as omega. Never your name. Always just omega. As if effectively reducing you to just that. Your hands shake underneath the desk where you’ve got them tightly clasped over your lap, and you feel Steve prod your shoulder. “Look at me.”
You have to look up at him. You have to listen. It’s ingrained in you to listen. And of course, he knows this. From where you’re sitting, Steve looks so big looming over you, blonde hair dark and wet as if he’s just showered, grey t-shirt clinging tight against his muscular frame, the indents of his abs very visible through the material. God. You can’t help but stare. He’s got domineering alpha energy exuding from him, practically radiating out of his pores.
“Where’s my report, omega?” He asks you, looking down at you with those scrutinising blue eyes. The same blue eyes that have sparkled with cruel amusement as he’s made fun of you with his friends, or tripped you over, or threatened you. Really, it all depends on his mood. Today, he seems to be more on the docile side – maybe because it’s so early in the morning.
“Oh. I’ve got it. W-Wait.” You scramble to open your bookbag, rummaging through it before pulling out a neat binder and handing it over to him. “H-Here you go.”
He snatches it from you, flipping through it with his eyes narrowed before looking back down at you. “This better not have anything missing.”
“It doesn’t.” You promise him. You did, after all, spend all night in the library finishing his report for him. It’s due today and luckily you were ahead with your own work, having finished your own report last weekend. Steve, on the other hand, busy with football games, partying and other debauchery, had cornered you last lesson and essentially ordered you to do his report for him. And you can never understand why you said yes, except that you always have trouble saying no to anyone. Especially big, beefy alphas like Steve who know they have some sort of hold over you.
And a part of you knows you just want his approval. It’s absolutely pathetic and shameful, but it’s intrinsically woven into your DNA to crave the approval of the likes of him. And apart from that, it would be nice to have him stop treating you like the dirt at the bottom of his shoe. Or even just sparing you a sliver of a smile, a nod, a thank you, even.
The ‘thank you’ never makes it past his lips, though. Instead, he just walks away to join his friends – making sure to brush against you as he leaves. You shudder, gripping the desk in front of you for support. It’s crazy how nervous Steve makes you. Well, everyone makes you nervous. But especially Steve. You risk a glance back at him, peaking over your shoulder in time to see him bring the binder you just gave him up to his nose, closing his eyes for a second before throwing it on his desk
Your heart skips a beat, but you quickly look away before any of them catch you looking back at them. There’d be hell to pay and a myriad of jokes and insults thrown your way – not that they don’t do that anyways.
Being the only omega in a majority-alpha World Politics class is difficult, to say the least. It’s not a great feeling being singled out and scrutinised every single day – especially sitting alone in the front row like you do, with no friends in the class to distract you from the mocking jeers. You can practically feel Steve’s and his friends’ eyes on the back of your head, always laughing, always making fun of you about something or the other:
“She’s here on a scholarship. A fuckin’ charity case – I wonder what kind of shithole they picked her up from.”
“Who does she think she is, taking this class? As if an omega has any business in politics.”
“She’s probably dumb as bricks; she only gets good grades because she’s probably fucking every professor in this place.”
And you always try and rise above it. Remind yourself to just think of their bullying as white noise. You also find it funny how all of them – with Steve being the ringleader – keep insisting you’re too dumb to take this class, yet he still makes you do his assignments for him. It’s all a powerplay to him, you think sadly. To all of them. And you’re the dumbass who can never say no.
“No fucking way. All ten pages?” You hear Bucky gape at Steve as the blond takes his seat with his friends in the back of the lecture hall. “Bro. You’ve got her on a fuckin’ leash.”
“You gonna give her something in return for doing your work, Stevie?” Sam teases, and you feel your cheeks turning hot, thanking your lucky stars they can’t see your face.
You can hear Steve smirk as he settles down on his seat, “Please. She wishes. I wouldn’t go near that trashy omega slut even if she was the last piece of ass left on campus.”
You duck your head lower, hunching over your notebook to hide the tears welling up in your eyes. Salty droplets fall down onto the paper, smudging the pink ink and making it run down the page as if it were bleeding. You feel like you’re bleeding – you just can’t seem to understand why Steve is so awful, and why the hurt caused by his insults seems to be so amplified.
Why can’t he just like me? You allow yourself to think, letting the self-pity consume you for 1, 2, 3 seconds before shaking it off. Like? Steve made it abundantly clear he wouldn’t even look at the likes you. And it’s a notion that’s made crystal clear after the class ends, and you’re leaving the building.
Steve’s already there, with his girlfriend pressed up against a wall. It’s a crowded corridor and you’re in a hurry to leave after enduring a whole class of aggressive alphas making fun of you, but you can’t help but stare. His muscular frame, the way he’s kissing her, his hand underneath the skirt of her cheerleading uniform. You’re sure she’s a perfectly nice girl, but this unknown force inside you just wants to rip her hair out.
You’re about to scurry away when Steve’s eyes suddenly open, making direct contact with yours. How did he know you were looking? You bite your lip, seeing him smirk straight at you with his mouth still working against hers. He maintains the eye contact, continuing to kiss his girlfriend but his eyes are boring straight into yours. A soft squeak escapes your throat before you rip your gaze away, making a straight beeline towards the exit.
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“I don’t understand. Isn’t there anyone else in the class who you could sit with?” Peter asks you, his head resting on your lap as you brush his brown waves off his forehead, “Maybe they wouldn’t pick on you so much if they saw you weren’t alone all the time.”
You swallow. Wow, the way he put it… Alone all the time. It really did make you sound like the biggest loser. “Everyone’s already in their own little friend groups, Peter. I can’t just go and sit with someone. Most of the people in that class are alphas anyways – they don’t approve of me being there.”
Peter sits up, sighing as he wraps an arm around your trembling shoulders. “For a university that only accepts the best and smartest this country has to offer, a lot of the people there sound like they have the most backward views.”
“Don’t forget the richest.” You add, “The best, smartest and richest this country has to offer. That’s why most of the students who go there are elitist alphas.” You shake your head sadly, “And that’s another reason why they hate me. I don’t come from wealth like them. I’m not like even the other omegas who’ve grown up with money. They look down on people like me. They’ve told me so much.”
You’re grateful for the soft kiss Peter presses onto your lips. This thing between you and him – it’s new. You’ve both been best friends since freshman year of high school, and it wasn’t until you went off to university and Peter began an internship at the local tech company that he realised that he wanted something more with you.
As a beta, Peter is safe, familiar, bursting with kindness and sympathy – literally just everything you’d been missing in your university experience so far. And it’s nice to sometimes leave campus, stay the night at Peter’s house and just relax with him, watch movies and talk things out. Forget all about Steve Rogers and his hurtful insults.
“I don’t know, sometimes I just… I just feel like it isn’t worth it.” You say, cuddling up closer to him. “I mean, I love my degree and I love learning, but… Is it really worth getting ridiculed day after day? Just for existing?” You feel your lower lip wobble, but you’re determined not to cry – not in front of Peter.
Your boyfriend holds you close to him and you inhale deeply. He smells like Axe cologne – seems like he’s doused himself in it. You can’t help but compare it to Steve’s musky, summery scent – the scent so strong and overwhelming that you sometimes feel like you can smell it in your dreams. You clear your throat, pushing any thoughts of Steve out of your head.
“Listen. You’re the bravest girl I know.” Peter says earnestly, snapping you out of your Steve-filled reverie. “I know you think you’re all shy and quiet, but really – you’re brave. You’ve got the guts to step into that class full of alphas day after day, not letting their bullshit affect you, not giving them a single hint of satisfaction. If that’s not brave, I don’t know what is.”
You can’t help but smile at his sweet words, wondering to yourself why all men couldn’t be like Peter Parker. Never mind that Peter has no idea about all the homework and reports Steve has made you do for him, nor the countless number of times he’s made you cry in class. And he certainly has no clue about your unexplainable, intrinsic need for Steve’s approval. But he doesn’t need to know that.
“Next time they’re rude to you, just tell me. I could have a word with them.”
You grimace through your smile. Steve alone could eat the likes of Peter for breakfast. But Steve and his entire pack of alphas? Rest in peace, Peter.
***
“Hey, hey, hey!” You feel a harsh prod on your back. The lecture is in full swing, the professor’s monotonous voice droning on and on and on. You, however, can barely concentrate. Instead of joining the rest of their pack in their usual seats at the back of the room; Steve, Sam and Bucky have decided to sit in the row directly behind you – probably a sick new form of getting under your skin. To say you’re on edge is an understatement, to say the least.
“Hey!” Sam repeats for the fourth time, giving you an even harsher tap on the shoulder. He’s not even bothering to whisper, with more and more students turning around to see what all the noise is about. Warily, you look over your shoulder – locking eyes with the three smug looking alphas. All three of them recline relaxedly on their seats – their books not even on the table, let alone any notes.
“How come you’re always wearing this ugly, oversized shit?” Sam asks, a shit-eating grin on his face. Bucky looks equally as amused, staring at you unabashedly. And Steve… well, you don’t have the guts to look Steve in the eye so you have no idea what his expression’s like. Self-consciously, you adjust your dark green hoodie – one of about five you own.
“I don’t know. Look, please stop. I’m missing the lecture.” You beg.
“I’m missing the lecture!” Bucky mocks you in a high-pitched voice as you’re in the process of turning back around. Before you realise what’s happening, you feel his hand snake up under your hoodie, “What’re you hiding underneath all these clothes, huh? I bet you’ve got a killer body, omega. Why can’t we have a look?” You can feel his rough touch on your waist, hand roaming higher as the panic begins to rise within you.
“Don’t touch her!” Steve growls so loud that students from five rows away turn to stare. The hostility in his tone is so clear and jarring that Bucky drops his hand, and both him and Sam give Steve a peculiar look. Even you look surprised by the sudden outburst, forgetting to straighten down the material of your hoodie as you look back at the blonde.
Steve runs a hand through his hair, “Don’t touch her,” he repeats smoothly, words weighted as if he’s quickly thought through them; “You don’t know where she’s been, who she’s fucked. She’s probably caught something, Buck. You never know with the likes of her.”
Of course. Bucky and Sam relax, and soon the trio is joking around once more. You turn back to your notes, trying to calm down your heart which currently feels like it’s about to beat out of your chest. You try and recall Peter’s words. You’re brave. You’re brave. You’re brave and you can do this.
The rest of the lecture goes by in a blur. You frown down at your notes – they’re not half as good or detailed as you’d like them to be. But they’re the best you could do considering Steve and co couldn’t stop talking and laughing behind you, not to mention making smart ass comments every once in a while.
“I think I might fuck her anyways.” Bucky tells Sam as they both leave their seats and make their way to the exit. Your heart lurches, unable to believe how they’re talking about you like you’re not right there. “I don’t know, man. I think she’s fucking hot. Maybe an STD would be worth it.”
They leave, but Steve hangs back. From your peripheral, you can see him standing next to your seat, his fists tight by his side – a bit too tight considering how white his knuckles look. You risk looking up at him, and dark, dangerous blue eyes stare back down at you. You swallow harshly, already knowing what this is about.
“Omega, you’re gonna have my essay done by next week, won’t you?” It’s not even posed as a question, but more like a nonchalant statement.
You bite your lip. At the end of the lecture, the professor had assigned another assignment. An essay no less than 4000 words long. Steve’s essay plus your own would mean you’d have only a little more than a week to write 8000 words. Not to mention, you’d promised Peter you’d spend more time with him too.
“I-I’m sorry, Steve. I can’t.” You stutter, busying yourself with gathering your stationary and stuffing it in your bag. That doesn’t last long, however, when he grabs your wrist suddenly, his grip so tight and touch so hot, you feel the heat literally radiating off of him and onto your own skin.
“What was that?” There’s menace and clear hint of a threat in his tone. And it’s insane how quickly you awash with guilt. You can practically feel the disappointment radiating off of him – this tiny voice in your head going: you disappointed him. You let him down. Playing over and over again, with another voice cajoling you softly: do it for him anyways. Submit to him. You know you want to do it for him.
“I can’t!” You repeat, forcing yourself to think of Peter. Swallowing, you sling your book-bag over your shoulder and stand up; your eyes being met by his chest, you’re completely dwarfed by his intimidating height. Maybe that’s a good thing, you think – this way you don’t have to look into his eyes. “I’m really sorry, Steve, but I can’t. I have to do my own essay, and I have work on the weekends. And I promised my boyfriend I’d hang out with him this week.”
A pause. And then:
“Say that again.” The edge in his tone is extremely tangible, and risking a peak up at him you see his jaw clenched almost as hard as his fists.
“I, uh, I have work on the weekends?”
“No. The other thing. The lie you just told.” Steve steps closer to you, and you feel so intimidated that you shrink back immediately. He’s looking down at you almost fiercely, “The lie about having a boyfriend.” He spits the word out of his mouth like he’s disgusted by the taste of it.
You almost raise an eyebrow, but think better of it. “Oh. I’m not lying, Steve. I do have a boyfriend.”
“You know you shouldn’t lie to me, right omega?” Now he’s doing it again, getting all close to you, speaking to you with that soft, domineering, alpha tone. You can literally smell his heady scent from every direction – there’s no avoiding it. It’s suddenly so strong, a summer’s day in full blossom: freshly mown grass and sunshine, the smoky smell of fireworks, that strong musk… It’s all tapping into your natural submissiveness, and you have to actually hold your breath for a few seconds before you answer.
“Y-Yes, alph– Steve. Yes, Steve. I’m not lying to you.”
He gives you the most peculiar and unreadable look, his gaze almost fiery as he looks down at you. His hand lifts up, and you can’t help but flinch. But he just runs it through his hair. You let out a breath you’ve been holding in, glancing around the lecture hall to see you’re the only two people left in there – save for the professor who’s packing his briefcase at the front of the room.
Almost as suddenly as he cornered you, Steve turns on his heel and stalks off, his sneakers thudding against the floor echoing across the empty lecture hall. You see him stop in front of the professor’s desk, the two of them beginning a conversation. Weird. You take that as your cue to leave. This entire class has been weird, from Steve’s outburst earlier to now this.
On your way to the exit, you hear the professor call out your name, heart sinking when he beckons you over to his desk where Steve also stands.
“Steve tells me he’s struggling with the work on this unit.” The professor begins. What? Steve? Struggling? Steve never did his work, but that didn’t mean he struggled with it. He just couldn’t be bothered to do it. You’ve seen him in class discussions – always heated and opinionated. You don’t necessarily agree with all his hot takes, but he certainly knows his stuff.
“– because of football practice and whatnot, he tells me he can’t seem to grasp the concepts for this essay.” The professor continues, and one glance at Steve shows him with an earnest look on his face, nodding along with him. “And I recommended he take help from you. You’re one of my star pupils – even if you don’t participate in class discussions, your written work is immaculate.”
You smile at the praise. But what’s he getting at?
“Maybe you could tutor Steve through our buddy-tutor system? Steve thought of the idea, actually, and I think it’s a good one. It’ll help Steve here with his essay, and it could also help you to… expand your horizons and talk to others in this class, maybe even contribute a little?”
You feel your cheeks glowing hotter – even the professor knows you’re a loner. You can see Steve grinning from ear to ear. Why exactly was he doing this? What does he have planned?
“I – uh – I don’t know, professor.” You mumble. “I’m really busy this week…”
“Ah. That’s too bad. But I do hope you reconsider, because I think this could be good for both of you. Plus, the tutoring would look good on your CV. I could put in a great recommendation too.” The professor says.
“And we all know how hard it is for omegas to get good jobs in this current market.” Steve chimes in, looking smug as ever with his muscular arms folded over his chest, surveying you closely. “If I were you, I’d take the deal.” He smirks, but he’s behind the professor so only you see it.
And then suddenly, you get another strong whiff of his scent. Like a gentle but firm summer breeze, it overtakes you, overwhelms your senses. It’s so irresistible, you want to scream. It makes you want to forget all about any essays, any work, even Peter. It seems to clear everything from your mind, everything except this intrinsic, instinctive need to submit. To him.
“Okay.” You barely manage to get the word out, “I’ll do it.”
***
Unknown number: I’ll come over tonight after practice.
You squint at your screen, taking a good few seconds to realise who it is that’s texting you. It’s 11 in the morning, the very next day after you’d agreed to help Steve out with his essay. It still amazes you how his boyish charm had the professor so fooled. Steve did not need any help. He was probably going to just dump his essay on you and make youdo it – while he went out to party or whatever else it is that he did.
You quickly type out a text back.
How did you get my number?
You wait. No answer. Sighing, you text him again. Somehow, it’s much easier talking to him over a phone screen. There’s no distracting scent or formidable aura or intimidating stature to deal with.
I can’t do today. I promised my boyfriend I’d hang out with him. How about tomorrow after the lecture?
Your phone pings with Steve’s response almost immediately.
Steve: No. Today. Cancel your plans.
You swallow. Even in text form, his commands have a hold on you. You feel the strong need to text Peter immediately, tell him you’re sorry, tell him you’ll go on that picnic with him tomorrow instead of today. But after a deep breath and a shake of your head, it’s Steve who you text:
I’m really sorry, Steve. It’s too late for me to cancel my plans with him. Please understand.
You add the “Please understand” part last second, biting your lip because every cell in your body seems to be revolting against you, making you feel guilty for saying no to him. A second later, you feel your phone vibrate, and with horror you see Steve’s name flash up on your screen. Why is he calling you?
“H-Hello?”
“You’re brave over text, omega. Trying to change our plans when you already agreed to do this tutoring thing.” Steve sounds cocky as ever, and considering the jeering and yelling going on in the background, he’s either at football practice or a frat house.
“W-We never agreed on a set date, Steve! And how… how’d you get my number?”
“ROGERS, YOUR GIRLFRIEND’S HERE!” You hear someone yell in the background on Steve’s end. There’s a pause before the blond speaks, his voice now lower and more serious:
“Listen here, omega. I’m gonna be at your dorm this evening after practice. If I find out that you’re not there and you’ve wasted my time – I’ll make sure to make the rest of this year a living hell for you, you got it?”
You swallow harshly, heart beating fast at the threat in his tone.
“I said, you got it? Answer me, omega.”
“I-I got it, Steve.” You squeak, and you can practically hear his pleased smirk on the other end of the line, and it makes your heart do this little somersault thing. It’s your body’s way of letting you know that you’ve done the right thing by agreeing to him. By submitting to his will.
You sigh when he hangs up, staring at your phone screen for a few seconds as you think of what excuse you’ll give Peter when you cancel your plans with him today.
***
Looking out the window, you see the sun has long ago set. It’s dewy outside, a slight mist accenting the darkness of the night. You switch on the lamp that’s on your desk, surveying over everything you’ve set up. You’ve got all your notes, blank papers, stationary, your laptop – with tabs of important information and timelines already open. Everything’s ready for the impromptu tutoring session. The only missing thing being Steve himself.
A worrying thought flits through your mind – what if this is some kind of cruel joke? What if Steve never shows up? A sick prank just to mess with you? Just to waste your time? Oh, you can just imagine Steve telling all his friends how he’d made you cancel all your plans for him. A horrific realisation then hits you: he never even asked where you live! He wasn’t coming!
You bite your lip, glancing at your phone. Maybe you could call Peter and go hang out with him after all? He was so sweet; he’d taken your cancellation very well. Although your excuse had been that you were tired, not that Steve Rogers was coming over to your dorm room for help with his essay. If he was coming.
You’re just about to text Peter when a sharp, loud and incessant knock almost makes you drop your phone. Someone’s banging on your door impatiently like they’re about to break it off its hinges. You hurry across the room to open it.
And there he is, casually standing there and scrolling through his phone; an almost bored look on his face. Steve walks in nonchalantly, as if he owns the place. He looks freshly showered, the ends and tips of his hair still wet, pale skin slightly flushed. A thin white shirt covers his taut, muscular body, paired with grey sweats and sneakers. You’ve never really seen him look so casual, and the look suits him well.
“Hey.” You breathe softly, so softly you’re not sure he’s even heard you. He’s stopped dead in his tracks, his chest rising as he inhales deeply, eyes closing and long lashes fanning over his cheekbones. It’s only the sound of you shutting the door that snaps Steve out of whatever reverie he seems to be in, and the tall blond looks around slowly.
“Well, omega, this place is even more pitiful than I expected it to be.” And it’s true, he looks even bigger than usual, standing in the middle of your truly tiny room.
You shrug, “Well. Yeah. I guess it is. But it’s just me living here, so it’s alright.” You don’t want to admit that compared to your postcard sized room back home, your dorm room is a spacious luxury. Instead, you gesture towards your desk as he begins to walk around. “I’ve got everything laid out and ready. I was thinking we could start with planning your essay, going over all the basic points and –”
“This is cute.” Steve interrupts, and you whip around to see him standing next to your bed, your pink teddy bear – one of the embarrassingly many stuffed animals on your bed – in his hand. There’s an odd glint in his eye, one that’s different from the cruel sparkle you’re used to. “I wonder what you use all these stuffed animals for, huh?” He gives you a knowing smirk, and you can feel your ears burning.
“Please put that back down,” You mean to be more assertive, but it comes out as a squeaky request which Steve promptly ignores. He throws the pink teddy haphazardly on your bed, completely ruining the meticulous way you’ve set everything up, and picks up another, larger stuffed rabbit instead.
“And what about this one? I bet this one’s seen some fun times.” Steve’s got this devilish look on his face, and you feel yourself going redder and redder. He glances at you wickedly as he brings the stuffie up to his nose, “You use this one during your heat, omega?”
You jump to rip the stuffed rabbit out of his grasp just as he’s about to inhale, but he easily holds it out of your reach, laughing at your pathetic attempts to grab at it. From far away, it truly looks like a juvenile bullying scene straight out of a movie. You can’t believe this is your reality. Looking up at Steve again, you see the look of pure glee on his face – how he’s totally thriving off your embarrassment.
“I can smell you on it.” He says, the smirk still on his face but there’s something different in his eyes. It takes all your might to tear away from his gaze, and you swallow the lump that’s forming in your throat. What if he tears it? Destroys it in some way? With Steve, you never know.
“Please,” You whisper, your voice coming out small, “Please, Steve. Put it back. It’s got sentimental value, m-my boyfriend won it for me at the local fair last year, and –”
Steve drops the stuffed rabbit as if it’s made out of hot coals. You clear your throat, quickly rearranging your stuffies to how they looked before he came and disrupted them.
“So, as I was saying. We should start on essay structure. Have you thought of a topic you want to write your essay on?”
“Shut up about the fucking essay structure for a second, would you? I’ve had a long day at practice.” His voice comes out like a bite, and you feel your heart sink. He’s moved on from your bed to your open closet – and you can’t believe his audacity, casually sifting through your clothes as if everything within is his property. He lets out a low whistle, “You really don’t own anything apart from these ugly, oversized hoodies you’re always wearing, do you?”
You regard him carefully – why is he trying to make conversation with you? He probably just wants to put off doing the essay, your mind reasons. Then you remember he asked you a question and you clear your throat.
“I like my hoodies, they’re comfortable.” You really don’t know what else to say.
Steve snorts, “Omegas like you should wear dresses and skirts only, if you ask me. Real girly shit, and for easier access too.” He has one of your hoodies in his hand, and he gives it a lingering sniff before throwing it back in your closet. You wrinkle your nose.
“I don’t really agree with that, Steve.” You say softly, but decide to leave it at that.
“You do agree, deep down.” He meanders his way over to your dresser, aimlessly going through all your strewn out personal belongings. And you don’t know why you just… let him do it. His eyes are sharp and shrewd while he examines your lip balm, your keychains, your perfumes. “All omegas know their rightful place deep down. Especially you,” He glances back at you, eyes so startlingly navy. “You’re more naturally submissive than any other omega I’ve ever met.”
As with many of the things he’s said in the past few minutes, you have no idea how to respond. So, you just keep your mouth shut and stand there in the middle of your room while he goes through your things. The textbooks and notes lie dejectedly on your desk, yet to be picked up and used. You distinctly wonder if you’re going to get any essay work done today at all.
Deep in thought, you don’t notice at first when Steve picks up the bottle of suppressants. You’re only alerted when you hear a low growl that seems like it’s emanated straight from his chest as he rattles the small pills around in the bottle.
“So this is what you use to hide that scent of yours during class.” Steve accuses, as if condemning you for even daring to mask your scent. But being the only omega in a class full of alphas, the suppressants are a strong necessity.
“But they don’t work in here, do they, omega?” His tone is dark, matching the look in his eyes, and he throws the bottle of pills behind him somewhere. “I can smell your sweet scent everywhere in here.” He takes a step towards you and you swallow hard, head all jumbled and more than a little bit scared of him. Why was he acting so odd? Surely, he wouldn’t try anything? No. Definitely not. Steve hates you, he’s practically repulsed by you.
“Steve, please. Please, can we just study? Please?” Your voice comes out shaky, your palms are clammy, you can feel your heart racing. What exactly is he doing to you? You’ve almost forgotten why he’s even here, because suddenly all you can think about is summer nights and the crackling smell of firewood – his scent. It’s so overwhelming that you can almost taste it. But the piles of textbooks and your open laptop remind you why he’s really here.
Surprisingly, Steve shrugs. “Okay, sure. Let’s do it.” The carnal look on his face is replaced by his usual laidback smirk – his expression switching as easily as taking off a mask.
He goes to sit on your bed, but you quickly step in front of him. Having a man who isn’t your boyfriend on your bed, in your nest of blankets, pillows and stuffed animals – it seems dangerously intimate. It might just make you feel things you’d rather not feel while you’re trying to tutor him on World Politics. Plus, it doesn’t seem right, having him on your bed when poor Peter has no clue you’re even with someone else right now.
“I-I was thinking we could work on my desk.”
“Oh yeah? Your desk which only has one chair?” Steve raises an eyebrow at you and once more, you feel your cheeks heating up.
“Oh, uh, sorry I didn’t realise, um…” You quickly survey your room, “I mean, we could sit on the floor. We’d probably have the most room there anyways, plus there’s a carpet and –” Your voice trails off when you see Steve settle down on your desk chair anyways, swivelling around to give you a smile. A smile. He’s never really smiled at you before. You feel your heart swell.
“On second thought, I think your desk is the best idea.” Steve says, leaning back and beckoning you over – and you do walk over, awkwardly standing in front of him.
“B-But, where will I sit?”
“B-But, where will I sit?” Steve mocks you in a high-pitched faux baby voice before reaching out to grab your hand. Before you realise what’s happening, you’ve unceremoniously been yanked right off your feet and straight on top of him, perched on his knee, eyes wide and almost bugging out of your head, with his hand squeezing your waist. “You can sit right here, omega.”
A billion different thoughts rush through your head. Why is he doing this? Steve, who in the past has expressed the most outward disgust at the mere thought of touching you. And now he’s in your room, on your chair with you in his lap? And this shit-eating grin on his face? Is this all a cruel joke? Any second, will he push you down on the floor and laugh in your face?
“Th-This is inappropriate.” You try and shift off him, but the hand he’s got around your waist is like a vice, and instead he pulls you closer to him, till you’re sitting on his thigh with your back flush against his abs.
“Hey, you’re the one who only has one desk chair. I’m just trying to make the best out of the situation.” Steve says in the most easy-going way possible. As if he doesn’t have you trapped on his lap with your heart about to beat out of your ribcage. And it amazes you, how he can switch from domineering to easy-going, from serious to snickering in just mere seconds.
“But this isn’t right. Look, Steve, you know I have a boyfriend–” (If anything, his grip tightens even more when you say that) “– and I’m not comfortable with this at all. M-Maybe I’ll just stand, if that’s okay?” You make another move to get up, but Steve may as well have you chained to him, with how strong his grip is.
“Stay put, omega.” The soft, commandeering order is almost beguiling against your ear, and you cease any struggle immediately. When Steve speaks next, he sounds as casual once more: “There we go. See, now we’re both comfortable. Let’s start.”
Well, you feel like you’re about to spontaneously combust on the spot, but sure; let’s start. You try your hardest to concentrate, pulling out your notes and explaining how you’ve already narrowed down a list of potential essay topics for him to write about – all he has to do is pick one.
But the whole time you’re talking, you’re also hyper-aware of Steve’s arm which remains tightly locked around your waist – as if he thinks you’ll jump up and run away or something (you wouldn’t dare, you’re too scared of him to do that).
“So, why don’t you go ahead and pick an essay topic, Steve?” You ask him softly after you’re done explaining each one in detail.
“It’s really hot in here. Don’t you feel hot?” Is the response you get.
You sigh, “No, Steve, I don’t feel hot. Please can you pick an essay topic?”
“Well, I feel hot. And I can’t concentrate when I feel hot.”
Turning slightly to look at him, you’re met with his blue eyes up close – you’ve never been this close to him before (obviously not since you’ve never been in his lap) and his eyes are absolutely breath-taking – like sky blue speckled with green, sparkling yet shadowed with a peculiar darkness. There’s a hint of a smile on his lips – which look so plump and pink that you have to look away immediately.
“It’s this thing you’re wearing.” Steve says, roughly fingering the material of your hoodie. “It’s so thick and off-putting. You’re gonna need to take it off if we’re gonna continue.”
Your jaw drops open, “What? That literally makes no sense, Steve! How can my hoodie make you feel hot?”
Steve squeezes your hip with the hand that’s holding you in place, “So you do have a sassy side huh? Just remember, I prefer it when you’re docile and submissive.”
It’s a gut reaction for you to bow your head, “I’m sorry. B-But I’m not taking my hoodie off.”
“Take it off. Now.”
You focus on your hands on your lap, trying hard to tune out every muscle in your body which is aching to obey him. “I could… I can open the window for you?”
“I said now, omega. Don’t make me repeat myself again.” Steve’s order is so menacing, you feel a shiver run down your spine. It contrasts with the sudden heaviness of the air in the room. It’s his scent, whiffs and whiffs of it, just radiating off his being. You feel like you’re drowning in it, like it’s the hottest summer day and he’s the sun and, and, and…
You shrug your hoodie off, your body wiggling to get it over your head until he helps you, tugging the material off you in a single pull and throwing it somewhere behind him. And now you’re left with just your tank top, on his lap and at his mercy.
“There we go, don’t you feel so much better now? I know I do.” And now Steve sounds cheery again, and you’re almost floored – it’s giving you whiplash, how fast he’s switching between domineering alpha and cheerful jock.
“I actually feel kind of cold now.” You say softly, hoping that maybe a tiny part of him will be sympathetic and allow you to put your hoodie back on. The truth is – you like your oversized clothes; you feel safe in them. Now, you feel all exposed – especially with him so, so close to you.
“Don’t worry, baby, I’ll keep you warm.” Your eyes widen at the baby and you get another strong whiff of a hot summer’s day. The power and potency of his scent effectively makes you disregard any insinuation in his words, and it also seems to erase away the guilty thoughts about Peter that persist in your head.
Trying to get your thoughts in order, you focus back on the only thing that seems to be making sense right now, and that’s your notes. Since Steve seems to be refusing to pick a topic, you go ahead and pick one for him and continue on to the introduction. “So, this is really basic and obviously you already know this, but the introduction would be like a preview of everything you’re going to argue, as well as introducing key concepts and definitions.”
“Mmhm.”
His response is better than nothing, so you continue: “I’ve got a list of key concepts and theories you can use. In fact, I’ve got a whole lot of notes on the introduction, so I can just give those to you and it’ll be like a cheat sheet, and –”
You feel Steve’s nose graze against the nape of your neck, and it makes you stop short. You almost sigh at the contact. Almost. It’s a peculiar feeling; he’ stroking his nose against your bare skin, inhaling deeply as he does so. At first, you think nothing of it – it’s just a simple graze. But he doesn’t stop – and now he’s full-on rubbing it against you. His grip on you tightens, he pulls you taut against him, and he presses his nose into your sensitive skin, inhaling you almost as if he wants to eat you.
“Your suppressants are wearing off, omega.” He growls, burying his whole face into your neck and taking several deep whiffs as you sit frozen on his lap. Suddenly, you can feel something hard beneath you, something rock hard.
“I-I… I’m sorry.” You squeak out, not knowing what exactly you’re apologising for – he’s literally going to town on your neck; digging his face into it, you can even feel the brush of his lips. But it’s when his teeth graze against your mating gland that you jerk away, cursing your cheap brand of suppressants. “I’m sorry, Steve. I take them every morning but they w-wear off in the evening. Let me… Let me just go take some more.”
“NO!” He practically roars, and you’ve never seen him like this. There’s a fire behind his eyes, and they’re so dark. So blown out and dark. And his body’s so solid behind you, so big – and so hardunderneath you. And all you’ve ever known is Peter’s softness. Shit. Peter.
Steve seems so distracted by your scent that you’re able to loosen his grip and jump off his lap, backing away slowly while he regards you with narrow eyes and a dark gaze. He’s got one hand running through his blonde hair, making it look all dishevelled and messy, the other one dangerously close to his clothed crotch. You avert your gaze.
“M-Maybe I should stay over here, and you should stay over there.” You suggest meekly, going to sit on the edge of your bed. A part of your mind is still hopelessly hanging on to the idea that the tutoring session is going to continue after… after whatever the hell that was. “You can look over my notes and you can… you can keep them. You can take them back home with you.”
“Baby, I think we both know that I’m not ready to go home.” Steve licks his lips.
He stands up to his full height, so tall and big and looming over you, like you’re a puppy, kicked and cornered, and he’s the predator stalking his prey. It only takes him about two strides to get to you, and that’s when you realise what a big mistake it was to sit on your bed.
In a flash, Steve is on top of you, caging you between his muscular body and the mattress underneath. You push futilely against his chest, turning your head to the side so you don’t have to look directly into his intense stare. That proves to be another mistake, because he just nuzzles your neck again, taking another strong inhale of your scent like he can’t get enough of it.
“S-Steve, what are you doing?” You’re not sure you want to know the answer.
“You smell… You smell fucking incredible.” Is all he says, and now you can feel his hardness pressing against your lower belly. Oh God. Oh no, oh no, oh no…
“Steve, please, I-I have a boyfriend, please!”
But he’s already tugging at your leggings, and there’s this carnal desperation to his movements, this unmatched strength that makes your resistance so incredibly futile that it’s almost laughable.
“You really thought you could invite me into your room where you’re smelling all sweet, with your nest and these fucking stuffed animals smelling like your omega pussy, and I wouldn’t react?” He growls, practically rutting his bulge against your quivering body. And it’s so unfair, because you didn’t invite him, he invited himself. You didn’t want this.
Right?
“Just let me put the tip in.” Steve breathes against your neck, your leggings now discarded somewhere on the bed and your panties being tugged off next. You feel hot tears welling up in your eyes, tears of desperation, tears of how the fuck did it get to this? But Steve’s adamant, his hot lips dragging up from your neck to your ear, “It’s your fault… So you gotta help me out. Just the tip, baby. Just to calm me down. Then we can continue with the essay.”
Your eyes pop open at the mere mention of his dick going inside of you. What? What did he just suggest? You shake your head vehemently, even though you can feel your pussy clench at his words. “N-No, Steve, please no!” His words from earlier flash through your mind: “Y-You said you wouldn’t go near me if I was the last person on campus!”
He’s full on thrusting his hips into yours now, effectively dry humping into you; the glint in his eyes similar to that of a man possessed. “C’mon, baby. You know I only said that to keep the rest of them away from you.” Your eyes pop open at this revelation, or maybe it’s because Steve’s sponging kisses on the hot skin of your neck as he whispers darkly, “They all wanna fuck you, baby. And we can’t have that, can we?”
Why would Steve care? You think to yourself momentarily, before you try once more to push him off. “I have a boyfriend, Steve! And you! You have a girlfriend too!”
Steve moves his head back before pressing his forehead against yours, eyes boring into yours, “So? It’s not cheating if it’s just the tip.”
Maybe if you weren’t so drunk on his scent, maybe if he wasn’t currently rutting his hard dick against your panty-covered pussy, maybe then you would’ve been able to recognise the stupidity of his statement. But right now, he’s practically rendered you delirious – you’re a mix of fear and sensations, so you just sniffle through your tears: “R-Really, Steve?”
“Yes. It’s not sex if it’s just the tip, therefore it’s not cheating. So you can relax about your beta cuck boyfriend.” He’s talking to you like you’re a baby, all condescending but it only seems to rile you up further. You’re pretty sure your panties are soaked through and have been for a while now – ever since he pulled you onto his lap – but you don’t want to admit it. Just like you want to push out every thought of Peter from your mind.
“B-But what about your girlfriend?” You ask him, thinking back to just yesterday after class when Steve had his girlfriend pinned against the wall, kissing the life out of her while you watched.
Steve rolls his eyes, “What about her? Just think of it as you helping me out. Just like you helped me out with the essay. Just an omega doing her rightful duty and helping out her alpha.”
Her alpha. The words seem to imprint into your very being, echoing around in your head and making your heart soar. You’re just helping him out – you should help him out, shouldn’t you? You wantto help him out. And that’s your job, isn’t it? As an omega? To help people out?
“O-Okay, Steve.” The person who consents sounds like you, but is it really you? Is that really your voice, so lust-filled and submissive, giving the very man who’s made your life a living hell permission to enter your pussy? But it’s just the tip, it doesn’t count! You persuade yourself over and over again. “But just the tip! A-And then you’ll stop, right?”
The heaving and ragged sigh of relief that emanates through his body is unmissed by you, followed by a devilish smirk that almost covers up the look of absolute carnal need on his face. Almost. He smiles approvingly down at you. “Good girl. Of course I’ll stop. Now I want you on your hands and knees, presenting for your alpha. Now.”
His order has you scrambling to obey, and in your head, you keep reciting: it’s not cheating, it’s not cheating, it’s not cheating.But there’s a tiny voice at the back of your brain that questions whether you’d have cared even if it was?
He gives your ass a hefty slap once you get into position, and the smack resonates straight between your legs, making your pussy practically throb for him. You bite your lip, trying to ignore it: “Steve, please! Just the tip, okay? I’m trusting you.”
“Just the tip.” Steve promises, getting on his knees behind you, pulling you by the hips till your ass is flush against his clothed cock – which is so hard you feel like your heart’s gonna beat out of your chest. You feel his hand caressing your bottom, fingering the soft material of your underwear. “You’ve got such pretty panties, omega. All flowery and cute. I told you girly shit would suit you.”
But then he rips them off, and you’ve got your face buried into the mattress (because maybe that way you can escape the sinful pleasure you’re feeling, you can pretend this isn’t happening). But you can hear him inhale deeply, and you know he’s sniffing your panties, sniffing the scent of your juices that have dampened them.
“You’re so wet for me, omega.” Steve murmurs, rubbing his large hands over the sensitive skin of your ass, before a single finger trails down to your folds, swirling the wetness around lewdly, making your cheeks burn yet you clench at the same time. “This little omega pussy is just crying for daddy, isn’t it?”
“Steve,” You whine, trying to ignore the jolt of pleasure you feel from his sinful words. This whole situation is sinful, no matter what you try to persuade yourself. How will you justify this to Peter? How can you justify this to anyone? “Steve, you said this is just to ca-calm you down! Y-You said–”
“Shut the fuck up, I know what I said!” He snaps, but his finger doesn’t let up, swirling and rubbing at your wetness – doing the most yet not doing enough because he’s ignoring your throbbing bundle of nerves completely. Wait. It’s not like you want him to touch you there, is it? But your wetness is seeping down your thighs, and it’s so abundantly clear:
You’ve never been more turned on in your life.
You hear a rustle behind you, and the dull thud of his clothes hitting the floor. And then suddenly his finger’s gone from between your legs, quickly replaced with the hard, angry tip of his dick. Your body goes completely still, rigid as Steve guides his dick up and down, stroking your folds almost gently.
“Oh, fuck…” You whimper, and he smirks.
“Feels good, doesn’t it, baby?” One look over your shoulder and you see Steve’s gaze zeroed in on your pussy, his dick in his hand as he glides it over your wetness, dipping between your folds and earning a soft gasp from you, his brows furrowed and a look of almost manic concentration on his face, “Tell daddy it feels good.”
“It feels good!” You answer him automatically, and you’re ashamed to admit it to yourself but those words are an understatement. It feels fucking incredible – and he’s not even inside you! Any thought of Peter is effectively wiped out of your mind with each swipe of Steve’s hard cock, the bulbous tip creating delicious sensations that crawl up your body.
“Such a fucking pretty pussy,” Steve growls, pushing the thick tip of his dick into you and earning another breathy cry from you. But then he stills and moves no further, his tip lodged inside you, his fingers digging into your hips so hard, you know they’ll bruise. “Now tell me, baby. Does this pretty little omega pussy want more?”
A long pause, and the word “No” is on the tip of your tongue – you swear it is. But you’re also subconsciously rutting your hips backwards against his dick, and from the way he’s meeting your thrusts as he shallow-fucks you, he’s completely aware of this too.
“Y-Yes…” You cry out, words brimming with shame, “Yes, daddy, I want more... Please!”
You half expect him to pull out completely, laugh in your face and reveal it’s all a sick joke. Instead, it takes Steve less than a second to completely sheath you with his gigantic dick, your pussy squelching noisily as it stretches to take his girth. He’s so big, bigger than anyone else you’ve ever been with – so overwhelmingly big that it burns. But the hurt is so good, because you feel so full once he’s inside you completely, full like how you’ve never ever felt before.
Steve lets out a guttural groan as he bottoms out inside you, his balls slapping against your pussy as he grabs a handful of your hair, pulling you back till you’re on your knees and flush against him. “My pussy.” He says it with a chilling finality, licking the shell of your ear lewdly.
You know it’s wrong, but Steve’s dick feels like heaven even though you know you might as well be in hell. And he’s fucking you hard from the get go, his bruising touch all over you; hands snaking around you from behind to tear off your tank top, tear off your bra like he’s a crazed animal and you’re his prey who’s completely stopped running from him.
“Cute little fucking omega, always acting so sweet and innocent. Bet you didn’t think you’d be on your hands and knees for me, did you?” Steve rips into you with his words just like his cock is currently ripping into your body, tearing you in two. “Fuck, this is the sweetest little pussy I’ve ever had, who knew this was hiding underneath all those fucking hoodies.”
“Oh, Oh, fuck, daddy!” It’s all you can say as he manhandles you over his cock, taking complete control of your body which is quickly going limp in his hands. He’s got a death-grip on your hips, mauling you onto his hard cock as it spears into you again and again, hitting your special spot just right, making you cry out his name as every other conscious thought melts away from your mind.
“Gonna make you dress all nice and pretty, gonna make you my little omega slut,” Steve promises you through gritted teeth, one of his hands slipping up to wrap around your throat. “It’s all me from now on, baby. All me. Not that fucking boyfriend of yours. Just me.” He accentuates his words with a particularly hard thrust, and you feel so dumb, mind void of anything apart from the pleasure he’s providing you, that his words barely register in your head.
“You’re mine.” He growls, hot breath fanning against the back of your neck. And again, you can feel his teeth graze against your mating gland, “You’ve been mine the second you stepped into that class you have no fucking business being in.” He’s tugging hard at your hair, pulling you so flush against him as you writhe and moan in mindless pleasure. “Say you’re mine, baby. Say this little pussy belongs to your alpha.”
Steve has effectively fucked you dumb and delirious, you’re a quivering mass of sensations as you hump back against him, crying his name, calling him daddy, ready to contort your body in every which way for him. But maybe it’s that one semblance of shame inside you, that one part of you that aches for what you’re doing to Peter. It stops you from saying what he wants you to say, and you just shake your head desperately.
“Oh, now you wanna be shy again, huh? After you made me come to your dorm room and practically begged me to fuck you.” Steve’s brazenly bending the truth but you don’t even care, mind too full with the incredible feel of him fucking into you. He gives your ass a harsh smack, the sound echoing around your tiny room. “Fine, you don’t think I can make you say you’re mine? You underestimate me, baby.”
Steve pulls out of you, leaving you gaping as he stands up. You protest weakly when he picks you up, it’s lightweight for him considering just how much smaller you are than him, and you writhe in his arms as he carries you over to your desk. You’re confused, mewling at the loss of contact, “Daddy, please put it back inside. Please…” You whine weakly but unashamedly. And then he sits down on your desk chair and plunges you back down on his dick, his hand snaking forward to grab something off your desk.
Your phone.
Too easily, he waves it in front of your face and unlocks it.
“Let’s give your little boyfriend a Face-Time call, shall we, omega?”
“Steve! No! Don’t, please don’t!” The panic sets in almost immediately, mixing in with the burning sensations in your belly from being impaled by his dick. You scramble to snatch your phone from him, but he’s too quick for you, easily holding it out of your reach. Cruelly, he begins bouncing you up and down on his dick, one hand gripping your hip tightly to control the pace, his other hand holding your phone as he casually scrolls through your contacts.
“What’s his name, baby? Tell me so we can show him that his little girlfriend seduces alphas in her dorm room while he’s not around.”
“N-No, Steve, please! Please don’t do this!” The tears are rolling freely down your cheeks now, your hair’s a mess, and yet he’s still bouncing you up and down, making you ride his dick as you beg for him not to do what he’s threatening to do.
“Tell me his name right fucking now, omega. Or else I’ll fucking record you and send it to all your contacts.” Steve switches to menacing once again, hissing into your ear as he threatens you.
“Peter, his name’s Peter! Steve, I’m begging you, don’t do this!” You cry, heart sinking, and yet you feel the coils in your lower body tightening, the feel of his big dick sliding in and out of you so good that you can’t ignore it.
But Steve is cruel, and it only takes him a few seconds to find Peter’s name on your phone, and you scrunch your eyes shut in pure horror – you really can’t believe this is happening. But you also can’t believe you’ve let Steve of all people fuck you – and you’re enjoying it.
It only rings about twice before Peter answers the video-call.
“Hey, babe, what’s up– WHAT THE FUCK?!”
“C’mon, baby, don’t be shy now. Say hi to Peter.” Steve mocks wickedly, propping the phone up on your desk so it captures everything clear as day: you naked on Steve’s lap, his cock lodged deep inside you as he bounces you up and down, his hand around your throat and the other one squeezing your breast lewdly.
You only cry harder, the tip of Steve’s dick you so deep from this angle, brushing against your g-spot and making you moan between your weeping, “I’m s-so sorry, Peter, I’m so sorry! Oh fuck!” You can’t help but cry out between your shameful apology, as Steve twists your nipple and drives his cock into you even harder.
“She wanted to call you to tell you how sorry she was for cancelling on you today,” Steve explains, sounding so smug and casual and unaffected, as if he doesn’t have you delirious and crying your eyes out on top of him. “She can’t help that she’s an omega slut, you see. She just wanted my alpha dick so bad, that’s why she had to cancel your plans.”
You’re squeezing your eyes shut again, hoping you can zone all of this out. You can’t bear to look at Peter, can’t bare to see his reaction, can’t bare to listen to him as he sputters and calls out your name, as if willing you to put an end to this, to explain yourself, anything. All you can do is blabber ‘I’m sorry, Peter, I’m sorry’ over and over again as you’re manhandled and fucked on Steve’s dick.
“Baby, tell Peter who you belong to, and maybe I’ll make this easier for you.” Steve says before clamping down on your neck, biting and sucking so close to your mating gland that you shudder. “Tell Peter who your little pussy belongs to, tell him how good your daddy’s fucking you. Tell him how fucking badly you want my knot. Tell him, or fucking else.”
“Steve!” You cry, pleasure mounting up inside of you despite everything. “I belong to Steve! My alpha!” You’re delirious, repeating his name over and over again, crying in half bliss and half shame, “Daddy, please! I belong to you. I’m yours! Please! Please give me your knot! Give it to me, please! Need it, I need it so fucking bad, daddy please!”
“Such a good fucking girl for your alpha.” Steve says darkly, and it’s his praise that tips you over the edge. Your orgasm hits you so fast and hard, like a gigantic wave of pleasure that has you completely floored. Everything’s forgotten except Steve and his dick, and he continues to talk you through it, “That’s right baby, squeeze daddy’s dick just like that. I’m gonna pump you full of my fucking babies, you hear me? You hear that?” He raises his voice as if he’s talking to Peter too, telling him everything he plans to do to you.
Steve’s thrusts get more frenzied, and now you’re limp against him, body twitching from the pure bliss of your orgasm. He’s effectively using you like a fuck-doll now, rutting up into you with such a carnal energy, you feel like you’re going to break into two pieces.
“Gonna make you take my fucking knot, fill this tiny omega pussy to the brim with my cum. Get you pregnant, make you walk around this fucking university round with my babies. What’re you gonna do then, huh? Maybe finally learn your fucking place as an omega. Drop the fuck out and just be my personal little cumdump omega. Have my fucking babies and know your fucking place!”
Steve lets out a guttural growl, clutching you tightly against him. If he was insane before, it’s nothing compared to how crazed he’s acting now. Like an alpha owning you in every sense of the word, you cum again, whimpering at his dark promises. And his knot expands, locking him inside of you snugly as his dick twitches, and then ropes of his hot seed release inside of you, burning you, claiming you. Spurt after spurt, so much cum that you feel like your poor abused pussy is drowning in it.
“Fuck, such a good little omega.” Steve groans through gritted teeth as he continues to spill inside of you.
And you rut back into him, Peter forgotten, embarrassment forgotten. Only pure bliss, this full feeling, and Steve himself on your brain as you both moan out in utter ecstasy, Steve clutching you close as he empties inside of you.
It takes you a few minutes to catch your breath and open your eyes. You’re still on Steve’s dick, he’s still holding you close, breathing hard with his arms around you. Your phone lies on your desk, screen black – Peter understandably having hung up. You can’t even think of Peter right now, with how full you feel. With what you’ve just allowed to happen.
“Don’t think.” Steve commands you, as if he can read your mind which feels like it’s about to break in two with all the thoughts rushing inside of you. And so, you stop thinking, allowing your alpha (wait, what?) to carry you back to your bed, holding your cowering, quivering body with one muscular arm while he uses his other hand to swipe away your stuffed animals.
“I’ll get you new ones.” Steve says, and you’re too dumbed down by the sheer fucking you’ve just gone through to even detect what kind of tone he says it in. “You don’t need anything he got for you. Not anymore.”
He puts you to bed – the same man who’s made you cry and ruthlessly bullied you in front of everyone – he puts you to bed and even gets in next to you, pulling you close, his semi hard dick pressing against your back and making you whimper.
“S-Steve…” You say softly, not knowing what to say but wanting to say something. You suddenly feel so tired. So tired and so confused.
“Quiet, omega.” He instructs you, and immediately you close your parted lips. And you let him wrap his arms around you and pull you even closer. You don’t understand what’s going on but it feels nice to be held by him.
“I wasn’t lying when I said you’re mine, omega.” Steve says, “From now on, I’ll make sure everyone knows it. Make you act like a proper omega, dress you up real pretty, fuck you good and make you take my knot every single fucking day. So, you can forget about Peter. Or anyone else for that matter. From now on, it’s all me. Got it?”
“Yes, alpha.”
“Good girl.”
*Part 2*
(A/N: Alright, so whoever made it till the end, thank you so much for reading! This took me ages to write! Please, please leave any feedback, and do reblog and tag anyone whom you think might be interested! I honestly would love any and all feedback, as I do want to write a part 2 and continue to explore this pairing plus address certain questions raised in this one shot! But please, do let me know what you think! As a writer, I would genuinely love your insight! Also, this was my first time writing a/b/o so I get that it's perhaps not accurate or perfect. Apart from that, I hope you enjoyed!)
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Only For Them | Prologue
Summary: A lone omega was on the run from a ruthless alpha. Running was all she knew until she bumped to two certain alphas that would change her life forever. Crazy things happen to her once she realizes that they are her mate. Two mates. How will she able to cope?
Characters: Omega!Fem!reader , Alpha!Steve Rogers, Alpha!Bucky Barnes (James Barnes)
genre: omegaverse au, alternative au, love, humor, angst, comfort, yandere
notes: hello everyone ! my old account got hacked so I had to make a new one sadly *cries* anyway, I hope you guys like this! i had to edit it and make some changes. if you are interested and wanna get tagged just comment below or send me a DM. Feedback is appreciated. Hope you guys enjoy this little peek lol
Footsteps echoed through the dark city as rain poured even harder. Slight winds getting bolder as they came stronger by the second. A soft thud echoed in a dark alley as heavy breaths were heard. [Y/N] tried to catch her breath as she was on her knees in a puddle. She had been running for the past hour from him. He had finally found her. After so long trying to get away from him, he found her once again.
In the back of her mind, there was this small little voice that kept nagging at her that he would always find her no matter what. Her whole body shivered as she managed to get up.
Chills ran thru her whole body as she walked deeper into the dark alley.
"I need to keep moving.." She mumbled to herself as she kept her feet going.
If she stopped then he will catch her again. She couldn't let that happened. She already caused a lot of trouble for everyone.
Especially two men that hold her heart so deeply.
Steve and James.
Tears rolled down her face at the thoughts and memories of them. She was only with them for a couple of months and it had been the best time she's ever had. She wouldn't let him hurt them. She would never forget herself if they are hurt because of her.
Even her wolf is hurting. Clawing and howling at her to get back to her mates.
Well, now her ex-mates.
Her heart was tearing so much at the last moments she was with them. How she had to hurt them to get away.
She couldn't move anymore as she leaned against the wall, sobbing her heart out.
"Stupid [Y/N]…I'm sorry Steve…James. So sorry." She mumbles as she slides down to the ground, exhaustion winning the game. "I'm so pathetic..such a pathetic omega."
Her vision was slowly getting worse as she was seeing double now. As she sat there, memories of her time with them flashed in her mind once more. Her lips curved into a smile at all the love and care they gave her. Even the rest of their so-called family. They welcomed her with open arms which she wasn't used to. She felt like crying even more from losing them to him. Fear of him hurting her new family. She would rather give herself to him than have him hurt her family.
Her mates.
The thought of her mates was killing her even more. She gasped for air as it felt like someone had punched her so hard that she couldn't breathe.
She wrapped her arms around herself as if she could just turn invisible. She wished all this ended. All the pain. All the running.
Just everything to stop.
She sniffed as she tried wiping her tears or so called rain. She knew that she had to keep moving. She couldn't stay here. She slowly managed to get up on her feet as she was about to be on the move until something stopped her.
More like someone did.
"Doll…?"
Her eyes widen at the soft, broken tone that she's very familiar with. Her body froze for a slight second before she kept moving.
"Take one more step and you'll get it."
Another familiar voice that she knew.
She shook her head as she kept her legs moving.
"Leave…me..alone." She says out loud, trying to sound confident yet it sounded like a cry for help.
"Like hell! Doll stop this!"
His yell made her shake in fear at his alpha tone as she gripped on her head, trying to forget all about him.
"Please…just stop…" She mumbled to herself but loud enough for them to hear her.
"We will never stop."
That voice sounded closer which caught her off guard. She cursed under her breath as she was about to make a run for it until she bumped into a hard body. A warmth that she knew very well.
She gasped as she backed away and looked up to see blue eyes looking at her.
It was Steve. He looked so broken and hurt.
"It's all your fault that he's like that." A small voice echoed in her mind.
She shook her head as she backed away from him, hoping that she can outrun him but as soon as she turned around, she noticed someone in front of her. Someone she knew very well.
"Doll…please stop this. Just come home with us."
It was Bucky. James as he would always tell her to call him.
He was the most emotional one of the two and she could easily tell that this was hurting them two. Not just her.
She shook her head as she backed away from both of them. If she ever got too close to them both then she'll give in to them. She couldn't do that. She had to leave and fast.
"I…I can't go home. He'll…find me. He'll kill you to get…to me."
Steve and Bucky looked at each other before looking at her, getting closer to her.
But the closer they tried to close the distance, the more she'll open it.
"We can protect you, love. You know that we can protect you. You're save with us." Steve tried to reason with her.
She shook her head.
"No, if he hurts you then…I..don't.." She couldn't even finish the sentence.
She kept looking away as she tried to find a way to escape them.
But there was no way.
She was weak and tired. Also an omega. Unlike them that are alphas.
She didn't know how long the silence was but it suddenly stopped once she felt rough hands cupping her face as he made her look at him.
"Bu..Bucky…"
Rough lips smashed against her as she couldn't help but moan at how bad she had missed him. It had only been a week since the last time she saw them. Now, they were here in front of her and Bucky was kissing her with so much passion. She could feel the burning sensation thru his body pressed against hers.
"Don't you dare leave us again, Doll. I don't care about him. I only care about you." He mumbles against her lips before kissing them again harder. "It's been only a week and I'm this crazy looking for you. I'm not letting you handle this alone that's why we are here. That's why we are your mates. We are in this together."
[Y/N] gasped as she looked up at him, staring into his beautiful, brown eyes that she grew to love, but that quickly changed as she felt another pair of arms around her waist. A different type of warmth behind her. She glanced back to his blue eyes staring at her with so much love in them.
"S-Steve…"
"Love, we've told you before. Whatever happened in the past with you, don't worry. Me and Buck will protect you. No matter what. It doesn't matter whom or what. We will always protect you." He said with a stern look on his face while he leaned down and gave her a passionate kiss.
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I was just in my English class and the lesson ended early so we were all talking as a class. and some how mail order braids got brought up with the conversation and how straight men in America still fetishize young brown/immigrant women. And that even today when a man is rich enough, and he still can’t find a wife, he’ll just get a Mail order bride. Now I personally don’t know much about this topic and don’t know the specifics and statistics so don’t come for me, this isn’t me saying this I just want to get others thoughts on it. But someone in the class said “not that being Chris evans” 💀 do y’all see it? Like do you think that’s what he did? I need to hear what team PR has to say about this, Or the people who are dropping out the his fandom.
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The Sun ☀️, the Moon 🌙 & the Stars ✨
Chapter 8: Clear skies
Pairing: Alpha!Steve Rogers x Alpha!Sam Wilson x Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader
Word count: 5.5k
Warnings: some fluff, mentions of nightmare,
A/N: look who finally decided to update this series. This is a bit of a filler chapter. Trust me when I say next chapter will get spicy 👀👀👀👀
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Ch. 7
The date with Bucky was spent dancing, drinking wine and being completely honest with each other. He told you of his fears of losing you when you realized that he was a monster. That fear had bled into him losing Steve and Sam if he messed something up between the two of you. It was a bit of a heavy topic but it was a conversation that had to happen and you were afraid that you wouldn’t get another opportunity. You on the other hand explained your own fears, what if you weren’t a good enough omega. HOr they realized they didn’t need you. By the end of the night you both realized you had nothing to really worry about. You reassured Bucky you weren’t afraid of him and he assured you that neither him nor Steve and Sam would ever make you feel less than. The date ended with Bucky dropping you off at Mrs. Levy’s apartment and him giving you a sweet kiss.
That had been a week ago. Now you’re still adjusting to having a better relationship. This moment for example in which you stand in the dark in your room while someone knocks on your door. It was around 1:00 am and you know it’s not any of your neighbors, you barely even knew them. Still you can’t help but make your way to the door to check and sure enough you see Bucky standing on the other side.
“Bucky? What are you doing here? Is everything ok?” You ask as you open the door.
“I’m sorry darling. I tried to call you and it was going straight to voicemail and Sam and Steve are out on a mission so I started walking around the city..” he started to ramble, he looked so tired. You noticed he was wearing sweatpants along with a gray t-shirt, his leather jacket and boots.
“Hey it’s ok, come on in.” You open the door wider to let him in before shutting it again. “Do you want something to drink?”
Bucky shakes his head as he walks toward the couch in your living room.
“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have just shown up, you were probably sleeping.” He sighs. “It’s just I’ve been having nightmares.” He admits.
“It’s ok, you can always come find me, no matter what time it is.”
You sit next to him and place your hand on his back and start making some soothing circles.
“Are you tired?” He nods again and you take his hand in yours. Bucky moves when you tug his hand and follows you down the hall to your room.
“What are you doing?”
“We’re going to bed. You’re tired and I have to work. We need sleep.”
“I don’t think this is a good idea, darling. What about my nightmares? What if I hurt you?”
“I trust you. Now come on.” You pull on his hand but he doesn’t move.
“It’s your nest. Are you sure?”
“It’s just my bed, I don’t have a nest. And yes I’m sure.” Bucky stands in the doorway as he watches you sit at the edge of your bed, still unsure of what to do. But then you look at him and give him a sweet, tired smile and he almost melts.
Once you’ve checked your phone and plugged it in to charge you get comfortable in bed. You pat the empty space next to you but he still hesitates. You don’t rush him, instead you pull back the covers on that side and sink down further until you’re laying down. Bucky finally moves, taking off his leather jacket, boots and gloves, he finally sits at the edge of the empty side.
“Come on, hun. You need to rest.” You coo sweetly and he finally gives in. Bucky settles between your cool sheets, his head on the pillow and he sighs.
“Your bed isn’t too soft, I like it.”
“Good, now C’mere.” You open your arms to him and this time he gets closer willingly. His nose brushes up against your neck and he takes in your sweet, calming scent while one of your hands makes its way into his hair. The more you play with his hair the more he relaxes against you. “Good night, honey.” You say as you kiss his forehead.
“G’night, darlin’”
You smile as Bucky’s breathing finally evens out.
The smell of coffee wakes you up. You sit up suddenly alert, worried that someone was in your apartment before you remember that Bucky showed up during the night. His gloves are still where he left them and so is his jacket. You stretch before getting out of bed and head to the kitchen.
Bucky stands at the stove with a spatula in one hand and a plate in the other as he serves up whatever he made.
“Are you going to stand there and stare all day?” He teases without looking at you.
“How did you even know?”
“Your scent, and I heard your footsteps. Also your breathing gave you away, you’re being too loud if you’re trying to sneak up on someone.”
“I wasn’t trying to sneak around.”
“So you were just ogling me?” He turns around to finally look at you while sending a smile your way.
“Maybe, and I’m not even sorry about it.”
Bucky laughs as he sets the plate down on the counter.
“Eat.”
You look at the clock on the stove and realize you have a few minutes to spare before you have to get ready for work so you dig in. Bucky walks up behind you and places his hands on your hip as he looks over your shoulder to make sure you’re eating everything. You grab a forkful and offer it up to him, he hums in approval of his food.
“This is really good. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome darling.” He says before he peppers kisses along your shoulder and neck.
“Ok I have to go get ready for work.” You turn in his arms and pull him down to give him a quick kiss.
“I’ll drop you off at work, if that’s ok.”
“I’d like that.” You smile and disappear into your room.
“Ophelia you’re back.” You take quick steps toward her so that you can enter the building together.
“Yeah, I was going crazy in my apartment and the doctor cleared me.”
“That’s good. The second floor is a mess without you. Are you ready to start some shit?”
She looks up at you and her smile turns into a scowl. “Hell yeah I am.”
You laugh as you both reach the door. Both Ricky and Jonah are standing close by. Ricky pushes the door open and Mrs. Levy walks in first.
“Morning Ricky.” She smiles up at him and pats Jonah on his arm as she walks by. “Morning Jonah.”
“Good morning, Mrs. Levy.” They reply in unison before looking at you confused.
“Hi boys.”
“Hey. We have a meeting this morning before we open. Conference room B.” Jonah says to both of you.
“Do you know what it’s about?”
Ricky and Jonah look at each other and step closer to your desk, waving Mrs. Levy over as well.
“Don’t say anything to anyone but someone tried to break in last night.” Jonah whispers.
“What for?”
“No idea. Mr. Burke is going to give us some rules while the police investigate.”
“Could it have been the same person that attacked me?” Mrs. Levy asked, she looked scared.
“Honestly we aren’t sure. But don’t worry, we won’t let what happened last time happen again.” Jonah reassured her. “Why don’t I walk you up to your desk?”
“I’d appreciate that, thank you.”
Jonah offers her his arm and she gladly takes it before walking down the hallway. You turn and start putting your purse away before getting ready for the morning meeting.
“Should we be worried?” You asked Ricky. He sighed as he leaned against the countertop.
“I think everyone needs to be more aware of their surroundings. I would even suggest you ask your alphas for more self defense lessons, just to be safe.”
“You could have just said yes.” You say while pulling out your phone and messaging Sam, Steve and Bucky in the group chat.
“Sorry, sweets. Now come on, let's get to this meeting.”
“Good morning everyone.” Mr. Burke said from the front of the room. “I know this is a last minute meeting and I appreciate everyone for being able to join.” He clears his throats before he continues. “Last night our alarm system went off and I, along with Jonah our head of security, were called in and met with some police officers. They made us aware that someone tried to break into our facility. Now I know we had an attempted break a couple of years back and it was really nothing to worry about. This is different. Both Y/N and Mrs. Levy were physically assaulted and that is unacceptable. So until the cops are able to make an arrest we will have some ground rules that Jonah will explain.”
“Thank you Mr. Burke. We have spoken with the local precinct and they have agreed to have a couple of uniformed officers at our doors in the mornings before we open and the evenings after we close. If you have to leave at a later time please let me know so that we can have a security guard stay behind. We also want to put in place a buddy system, someone that you can walk in and out of work with until this is resolved. Does anyone have questions?”
“What if they don’t catch whoever did this?” Someone asks from the back of the room.
“Well our hope is that someone is caught soon. Jonah and myself are working on a plan to keep us safe. Any other questions.”
No one said anything but there were whispers among the staff. Mrs. Levy leaned into you and asked if you’d be her buddy and you of course agreed.
Other than the meeting and the worry about someone trying to hurt another coworker or trying to get some type of information the day was uneventful. At around noon you received a text from Bruce asking if you’d come to the tower after work.
“Hey, Sweets. We need to talk.” Jonah says while he walks towards your desk with Ricky right behind him.
“What’s up?”
“Well, Ricky and I have been talking. Since everything with Bucky went well I think it’s time.”
“For what?” You look up at him in confusion.
“For the pack dinner. You know it’s a tradition.”
“Oh come on are you kidding me?”
“We agreed to this a long time ago. If one of us gets into a relationship we have some type of get together to make sure they’ll treat you right. We always do it with Ricky.”
“Yeah well it’s because he made dumb choices until he met Jules.” You smile.
“We’re doing it and that’s final,” Ricky pipes up. “And I have Sam’s number so I can just text him about it.”
“Ok, I’ll tell them but I get to pick what we do.”
“Fine. We just want to keep you safe, sweets. No need to get upset.”
“I know and I will always appreciate you for it.”
“Ok well now that that is settled we have to go do a perimeter check. Tell us what you picked.”
“I will.” You grumble.
When the day was done you accompanied Mrs. Levy back to her apartment before you headed to the tower.
“So you just wanted to do a check up?” You ask as you sit on the stool Bruce had pulled out for you.
“Yeah, your case is extraordinary and I’d like to record a few things as time goes on.”
“How extraordinary are we talking about here?”
“There aren’t a lot of documented cases like this. Most of them are really old and they didn’t have the technology we have at our disposal. This could be a great step in the right direction to help other people that are undesignated.”
You purse your lips as you think about it. On one hand you hated being in labs and anything that reminded you of doctors and medical procedures but on the other you remember what it feels like to think something is wrong with you.
“Will it be anything invasive?”
“No, just some scans of your neck and blood work. If we ever find something worth looking into we can sit down and talk about it then.” He informs you as he pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
“Ok, I’ll do it.”
“This is great Y/N you have no idea how many people this could help.”
“I hope it really does.”
Bruce moves to another station and you follow him, sitting on the chair he points at. He moves around grabbing whatever supplies he needs. The glass doors slide open behind you and the scent is an all too familiar one. You look over your shoulder to see Sam still in his tactical gear and a large case in his hands. He hasn’t realized that you’re there yet, it’s obvious he’s focused on finding someone.
“Banner?”
“In the back, Sam.”
You turn around completely and are met with Sam. His eyes light up when he realizes it’s you. He puts the case down on one of the tables before walking up to you and kissing you in that way that says I missed you.
“This is a nice surprise, what’s going on? Everything ok with you?”
“Yes, everything is ok. It’s just a check up and Bruce wants to do some research.”
“And you’re ok with that?” Sam looks over at Bruce.
“Yeah, it’s just a quick check up. It could help other people like me so why not.”
“Ok well, don’t leave when you’re done. Steve has been dying to see you too.” He gives you another quick kiss. “I’ll go shower and come back to get you ok.”
“I’d like that. I missed you.” You smile up at him.
“Miss you too sunshine.” Sam tells you before kissing your forehead. He turns to leave and says over his shoulder. “Take care of my girl Bruce.”
“Will do.” He pushes his glasses up his nose. “Shall we get started?”
You only nod in response.
“Oh wait,” you say just as Bruce was going to start drawing blood. “I’ve been meaning to ask you, Since Bucky and Steve both have the serum, do you think regular birth control would work? That’s probably a stupid question.”
“No it isn’t. The short answer is I’m not sure. But I can run some tests and maybe develop something just for you.”
“I’d really appreciate that, thank you.”
“It’s what I’m here for.” He smiles at you.
Sam walks through the sliding doors of the lab freshly showered. His scent wraps deliciously around you the closer he gets.
“Are you done sunshine?”
“Yes, take me away from this horrible place.” You say before hugging him.
“I heard that.”
“You were meant to.” You could hear Bruce’s chuckle. Look up at Sam you say. “Ready when you are.”
“Let’s go.”
Sam intertwines his fingers with yours when he grabs your hand and pulls you out of the lab. In the elevator he stands behind you and wraps his arms around your waist. As the elevator moves up higher you can feel him scenting you. His nose moves along the top of your shoulder and toward your neck. You shiver when he gets to your mating gland.
“Sam.” you whine as you push yourself into him. The elevator dings and the doors open, effectively popping the little bubble you had created.
Sam smiles as he takes your hand and leads you down the hallway. He opens the door to his apartment and lets you walk in first. You shouldn’t be but you’re surprised how nice their apartment is. The decor is simple and the color palette is mostly neutrals or dark blues but the space is inviting and warm.
“There you are.” Steve says as he gets up from the couch and wraps his arms around your waist.
“Steve,” your arms wrap around his shoulders and you hide your face in the space between his neck and shoulder. You could feel how tense he was with how tightly he was holding on to you. “I missed you.”
“Miss you too sweetheart.”
“Hey darling, why didn’t you tell me you had an appointment? I would have picked you up.” Bucky says as he walks down the stairs to join the rest of you.
“Well Bruce messaged me around lunchtime and there’s this whole mess at work.” You say as you let Steve lead you to the couch. He pulls you onto his lap.
“What’s going on with work?”
You sigh and explain everything from the break in to the investigation and the buddy system they had put in place.
“I don’t know, it's just weird. We don’t keep a lot of money in there so why would anyone want to break in?”
“Do you have a lot of anything?”
You think through the services provided at the center. “Mostly information. We have our own type of social workers to help people fill out benefits or get help they need.”
“Maybe whoever broke in is looking for someone’s information. Especially if you keep paper copies.” Bucky offers.
You pull your phone out and you send Jonah a quick message.
“Have you had dinner yet?” Steve asks.
“Nope, I didn’t think you’d be back today so I was actually going to ask Bucky if he wanted to go out. But since you’re all here can we have dinner together?”
“Absolutely, sweetheart.”
“Alright let’s go make dinner boys, our cute omega is joining us.”
All four of you head to the kitchen, your offer to help is shut down immediately. Instead Steve picked you up with ease and sat you on the counter. The three alphas worked together effortlessly, moving around the kitchen like they’ve done it a hundred times before. They would stop in front of you and steal kisses or make you try something. Music played from a speaker they had set up. You joked and teased each other and for the first time in a long time you felt like you had a place in the world. When dinner was served Sam had pulled you into his lap instead of you sitting in your own chair.
“You’re just going to have to get used to being in our arms sunshine.” He said with a smile.
“Oh no, however will I cope with such a horrible fate.” You deadpanned and the three alphas chuckled. Clearing your throat you get their attention. “Actually there is something that I wanted to talk to you about.”
Sam, Bucky and Steve look at each other and then back at you. All of them straightening their postures.
“So you know that Jonah and Ricky and well Jules now too, they're my best friends and pack.” They nod along. “Well we have this thing where whoever is dating someone, we together to meet them just to make sure they’ll treat our friend right and fit into our pack.”
“But we already know each other.” Steve says both slightly confused and nervous that Jonah, Ricky and Jules might think they aren’t good enough for you.
“I know but it’s our tradition and it would mean so much to me. It’s like if you were meeting my family for the first time. It’s actually where I left from when we met Bucky. Jonah and I were meeting Jules for the first time. I get it if you can’t make it because of work. This was really dumb of me to ask you probably have more impor-“
“We’ll do it, Sunshine. Especially if it’s pimportant to you.”
“Absolutely.” Steve and Bucky agree and smile at you.
“Really?”
“Of course we’re sure. Just tell us when and where and we’ll be there.” Bucky sends a wink in your direction.
You sigh happily and start eating unaware of the three alphas with dopey grins. They were happy because you were happy and they couldn’t ask for anything more at the moment.
“So what is laser tag?”
“Buck, I have no clue.”
You were listening to the conversation happening in your living room and trying to stifle your laugh. Sometimes you’d forget that Steve and Bucky are literally almost 100 years old. So something like laser tag wouldn’t make sense to them.
“It’s not nice to make fun of our elders.” Sam walked up behind you. His strong arms wrapping around your waist. You laughed at his comment.
“They’re the hottest senior citizens I’ve ever seen.”
“You know we can hear you right.” Bucky leaned over just enough so that he could look at you.
“We know, and it’s time to go or we’ll be late.”
Steve and Bucky were out the door first, followed by Sam and you were last so that you could lock the door. As you step out into the hallway you tense up immediately and they notice. The spike of fear in your scent. There was a scent in the air that you didn’t necessarily recognize but still caused you to panic slightly. There was something about it that reminded you of your childhood.
“Hey sweetheart, look at me will you.” Steve’s hands cupped your face softly. He guided you so that your eyes would meet his and he could see as well as smell your fear. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
“I-I don’t kn-know. The sc-scent?” You stuttered through what you were trying to say.
“Ok, it’s ok. Maybe it’s a new neighbor or someone visiting. But let’s calm you down first ok.”
You nod. Steve pulls you into his chest and you inhale his familiar and comforting scent. He tells you to take another deep breath while Sam locks your door. Bucky was already walking down the hallway trying to decipher where that scent was coming from but even with his enhanced sense of smell he couldn’t find the source.
“Do you want to cancel today? We can call Jonah and let him know.” Steve offered but you shook your head. “Ok, let’s go then. It could be good for you to get out of here.”
“Ok.”
Steve kept an arm around your waist as you left your apartment building. He didn’t let go until you reached the car and he opened up the door to let you in. You took the back seat with Bucky. He pulled you into his side and you buried your face into his neck. You stay cuddled up with Bucky until you reach your destination. The three alphas kept you entertained while Sam tried to explain what laser tag was.
When you get out of the car Jules rushes over. She had a beaming smile that faltered just for a moment when she saw you. It was still obvious you were shaken up and she immediately glared at the three men behind you. You welcomed her hug, it seemed like the presence of another omega calmed you down enough. Jonah and Ricky stand behind both of you, their arms crossed, ready to defend you if necessary.
“We’re going to the restroom first, we'll be right back.” You say with a soft smile for your alphas. All five alphas watch you and Jules walk into the building, which used to be a warehouse.
“Why was she upset?”
“We were leaving her apartment and when she stepped out into the hallway there was a scent that really affected her. Bucky searched to see if he could find where it was coming from but nothing.” Sam explained.
“And you thought bringing her here was a good idea?”
“We told her we could call you and cancel but she didn’t want to. Maybe this will be good for her, we promise we would never hurt her.”
Both Ricky and Jonah seemed unconvinced and their postures remained the same. It wasn’t until you came back out that they relaxed, but slightly.
“Hey guys, are you ready to go?”
“Yeah. Do you want to do teams or solo?” Jonah asked as he turned to you.
“Solo, why is that even a question. I don’t want any of you to drag my score down.”
You all entered the repurposed warehouse. While the outside looked old and weathered, the inside looked brand new. The place was huge and it was divided up to have an area for arcade games, a bar and your favorite thing of all, laser tag. Jonah and Ricky had been the ones to introduce you to the game when you first started. It seemed that having to learn to sneak around in your childhood did come in handy.
Once you got to the counter and paid for a 15 minute group session one of the teenagers behind the counter explained how the game works to Steve and Bucky. You pulled out your phone and even recorded them a bit, the confusion on their faces was incredible. After they were done and understood it a bit better you received your gear and the other teenager led you to the maze-like room you’d be using.
The room was dark, with only black lights lighting up the crazy patterns on the wall and carpet. There were a few low glowing lights that lined the floor so that you could move around without hitting the walls but other than that you were on your own.
“Have fun.” The kid at the door said before closing it.
“Your time starts now.” A voice said overhead and then music started to play.
All hell broke loose as you grabbed Jules’ hand and disappeared further into the room. Not before pointing your fake gun in the direction of the alphas and hitting two of them. You knew it because of the way the vest attached to the gun lit up. It was very hard for you to not laugh, considering you now had two super soldiers in the room. Before agreeing to play laser tag you had talked to Jules and planned out your strategy. It was you two against the alphas but they didn’t know it. She heads in one direction and you head in the other. You put your hand over your mouth trying to keep your giggles from giving away your position. You slowly turn a corner and run into Jonah first, you point and shoot. The. You’re running around a corner while he lets out an annoyed huff.
You’ve run into all of them except for one, Bucky. It’s the one person you’re now determined to find. Slow measured steps take you around the less crowded section of the room. You can feel him before you see him but you know he’ll shoot you and you want to win.
“Ow.” You say as you double over and suddenly Bucky has walked out from the shadows and is at your side.
“Darling are you ok? Let me see where you’re hurt.”
You stand back up and smile before pulling the trigger on your laser gun. Your arm wraps around his neck and you pull him down for a quick kiss.
“Sorry honey.”
You start to walk away from a stunned Bucky.
“Hey, that’s not fair.”
“All is fair in love and laser tag.” You call over your shoulder as you run off to find Steve again.
You find him about to turn in another direction and you shoot. He looks your way and lets out an annoyed huff. Steve stalks his way over to you and he wraps an arm around your waist.
“You’re not being fair omega.” He growls in your ear and it sends a shiver down your spine.
“Your time is up.” The same voice from earlier says and the round is over.
“Let’s go.”
You grabbed his hand and started walking toward the exit. Everyone met up just outside the door and waited for one of the people working the laser tag area to come get the equipment.
“Room three. Here are your scores.” One of the teenagers pointed toward the board.
“Seems like you keep your title as the undefeated queen of laser tag.”
“You’re damn right I do, Ricky.” You say as you hand over the vest and gun. The board still had the scores up and other than you being first, everyone else was off by a point or so except for Steve who was dead last. “Wow Stevie, that is a horrible score.”
His strong arms wrap around your waist and he pulls you into his chest.
“Well I didn’t know you were a cheater and my gun wasn’t working.”
“Sure, old man.” You smirk up at him. “We just found what you suck at.” You kiss his cheek before turning around to everyone else. “Drinks?”
*************
Jules had been a lifesaver, she had called ahead to the bar and reserved a table towards the back of the bar area. She sat on one side of the table between Ricky and Jonah while you ended up between Sam and Bucky. Steve had an arm around the back of Sam’s seat and you could feel his fingers gracing your back slightly. Apparently it was a staring competition and Jules looked the meanest.
“So…” you tried to get someone to talk but no one would say anything. “Anyone else hungry? They have really good mozzarella sticks here.”
Sam is the first to break his gaze away from your friends and his eyes soften when they meet yours. They did that a lot you had realized recently. The way they looked at you and each other was different from the way they looked at the rest of the world.
“What else do you want, sunshine?”
“I’d like for the staring contest to be over.” You kissed his cheek. “Come on, let's go to the bar and put an order in while they do whatever this is.”
Sam is more than happy to follow you. Once you’re at the bar he stands behind you, his hands caress your waist as you both wait for the bartender. Sam gives his drink order along with Bucky and Steve’s while you do the same for you and your friends. As you wait you turn in Sam’s arms just so that you can look up at him.
“Do you think they’ve calmed down?”
“Not yet, but if it makes you feel any better we are very nervous.”
“What, why?”
“Because we don’t want to mess this up. It's important to you so it’s important to us and we don’t want to disappoint you.”
You pulled away from him slightly. “You could never disappoint me.”
“I hope so, sunshine.” Sam gave you a quick kiss just as the bartender set down your order in front of you. When you walk back to your table everyone is still staring at each other.
“Ok can you cut the shit already.” You said as you placed a beer in front of Ricky.
“Sweets, this is the first time you bring someone for the pack to meet. It’s our job to make sure they’ll treat you right and do all the things alphas are supposed to do for omegas.”
“Yeah but you do that by talking, not by staring at each other.”
“Fine,” Jules says as she sits up and stares at your alphas. “If her life were in danger would you sacrifice yourself to save her?”
“Jules!”
“Yeah.”
“Absolutely.”
“Without a doubt.”
All of them answered without hesitation. You looked at each of them bewildered.
“Would you kill someone if it meant keeping her alive?”
“Yes.” Again they answered as if it was obvious they’d do anything for you.
“Works for me.” Jules says as she takes a sip of her drink.
Ricky and Jonah nod in agreement and you’re still sitting there with your mouth hanging open. No one else seemed fazed by the questions or the answers except for you.
“Is that really it?”
“Yeah.” Jules replies. “I mean let’s be completely honest, they’re avengers sweets. We were just worried someone might want to hurt you to get to them. We want to know they’ll keep you safe. Personally they’ve had my approval since the day at the park.”
“We know you’re good men. All three of you. But she’s our little sister, we just want the best for her.” Jonah added.
“Also Mrs. Levy threatened us if we didn’t make this a bit difficult for them.” Ricky added at the end. “She’s really taken a liking to you, sweets.”
“Well that’s because I’m fucking awesome. So cheers to me.”
You raise your glass and take a sip. The others snicker at your response before taking a sip of their own drinks. For the rest of the night everyone relaxes and you’re able to enjoy the company of your friends and mates. You smile to yourself because of the warm feeling in your chest. One you had felt only once before, whe. You met Jonah and Ricky.
You felt like you belonged.
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Alpha!Steve Rogers x omega!reader
Steve Rogers x plus size reader
Steve finally comes home
Warnings: fluff, implied Sambucky, I had to throw in a couple surprise characters because I love them so much, a/b/o dynamics, pregnant!reader
WC: 950
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Steve sighed as he climbed the stairs to his apartment. Today had been exhausting. He had meeting after meeting with people who he didn’t like about things he could care less about. Bucky and Sam were off canoodling somewhere so he had to train with the recruits which resulted in him not being able to burn off the steam he normally could with the other super soldier.
Then, Pietro had run into him and made him spill his coffee all over the shirt you had given him which you doused in your scent. The final straw was the broken elevator in your building so he had to do the 8 floor walk-up hauling all of the groceries for that week. His senses were very overwhelmed and it made him feel sick and sluggish.
He dragged his feet as he reached your floor, broad shoulders slumped, eyes tired and a tight ache in his head that could only be cured with your touch. A big weight lifted from his chest when his key slid into the lock and the dark wood door opened to the warm and cozy apartment.
The smell of cookies and flowers were ever present among the overstuffed sofa and fluffy rugs. A basket of extra blankets and pillows sat in the corner by the gas fireplace, the senior cat, aptly named Fluffmaster, who had been adopted a few months before, sleeping soundly on them. A large pot sat on the stove, the smell of Steve’s favourite stew wafting towards him.
With a deep exhale, his entire body relaxed, a smile overcoming his face. He dropped the canvas bags on the counter, quickly putting away all the food so he could go find you. You were probably taking a nap in your nest, waiting for him to come home. Slipping off his shoes, Steve tiptoed further into the apartment, careful not to wake you if you were sleeping.
You were his safe haven, the one person he wasn’t scared to be himself around. Since the moment you came into his life, he knew you were it, his forever, his omega. And ever since you had gotten pregnant, his heart felt so full, more than he ever thought possible.
Slowly opening the door, his smile widened at the sight before him. Completely surrounded by blankets, you were sound asleep, hand resting on your extended belly, heavy breasts barely contained by the soft cotton bralette which was the only thing that your sensitive chest could handle. Pulling off his shirt and shucking off his jeans, the alpha sighed happily and crawled into the bed behind you, careful not to disturb your nest as he settled on the mattress.
You chirped as you scented him, your unconscious mind seeking out his warmth and comfort. “Go back to sleep ‘mega. Get some rest.” A strong arm wrapped around you, his hand spanning over your stomach, his absolute favourite part of your body. He wedged his muscular thigh between your chubby thighs, taking some of the pressure off your back. You sighed happily, giving a purr that sent a warm feeling through your bond.
Steve kissed your head and allowed his blue eyes to shut, a calmness overcoming him as he drifted to sleep.
“Good evening alpha.” A little voice stirred him from sleep. His arm tightened around what he thought was his perfect little omega but as his eyes fluttered open, he realised he was just holding your body pillow that you used when he couldn’t be next to you. “Omega?” “Right here alpha.”
You were sitting on the edge of the bed, bowl of soup in your hand, his shirt covering your frame. “Long day my love?” “Like you wouldn’t believe.” He grumbled, scooting closer to you, resting his head on your chest. You ran your fingers through his blond hair, immediately soothing the pounding headache. “How can I make it better?”
“Tell me about your day.” You motioned for him to sit against the headboard with you, handing him the stew. “Well, Layla came over today with Marc and we had a nice cup of tea together and I gave them those books I found for Steven. Then I started cooking and I watched that new oceans documentary with Fluffmaster and then had a shower and took a nap. The pup was kicking a lot today, they obviously missed their papa a lot.” Steve leaned against you, savouring the food you always made perfectly, the soup warming his belly.
“I missed my babies too. Wish I could’ve stayed home with you both.” “You were out saving the world my love.” You kissed his forehead and took the empty bowl back, placing it on the side table. Steve huffed and placed his head on your large stomach, smiling when the baby gave a small kick right under his ear. “You are my world though.” He whined. “Oh pup.”
He nuzzled in closer to you, needing the comfort of your scent. “I love you.” He whispered to your unborn child. “We love you too alpha.” Your thick arms wrapped around his shoulders, laying a small kiss to the top of his head, “We’ll always be here for you when you need it.” “Do you think you could stop Sam and Bucky from blowing off work to go hookup in their offices?”
You giggled, the sound he loved most in the world, and gave him a big squeeze. “We used to be just as bad my love, give them some slack.” He grumbled but didn’t respond. “How about you take the day off tomorrow and we’ll spend it together. How does that sound?” “That sounds perfect.”
And just like that, Steve was home.
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