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𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 | 𝐉.𝐁.𝐁

Pairing ♕ Mafia!Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!F!Reader Word Count ♕ 2.0k Warnings ♕ Swearing, pet names, fluff, omegaverse, unspecified age gap, smut (car + public sex, gunplay + clitplay, thigh riding, praise + degradation + daddy/alpha kink) Author's Note ♕ Well, let it be known that when I try something new, I never half-ass it. My first ever omegaverse fic, and my first gunplay. I have to yell and preach to the rooftops just how helpful @smutconnoisseur and Amber were on helping me with the lore and dynamics of this, thank you both so much. Welcome to Alpha and Bunny. Beta'd by ♕ @sgt-seabass

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An unplanned emergency while out with Bucky for the day left you between a posturing alpha who bared his teeth – a flash of a warning to any bypasser that dared venture too close – and the experience of your first heat with the mafia boss.

It was a rare occurrence – a day out with your alpha, especially due to his extensively booked itinerary. Nonetheless, you were giddy with excitement as you walked next to him, holding his hand and swinging it in uncontainable glee; black ink contrasted like a shadow over the blank canvas of your own hand, untouched.

Just how he liked it.

“Where are you taking me today, honey?” Bucky asked, and the genuine interest in his tone made your heart soar.

You hummed and skipped a little, and he looked at you, a fond smile teasing the corner of his lips. “I think–I think we’ll go…” Listing off the many shops you had planned on visiting, each one made Bucky’s smile grow wider.

“You sure know what you want, Bunny, huh?” His tone was teasing, and you nodded. “Good girl.”

The stores passed in a blur – each more expensive than the last, but Bucky encouraged you, swiping his card only after he made sure you had got all of what you wanted. It had taken a long while to get used to the lifestyle, spending so frivolously after working back to back shifts just to make ends meet was a huge adjustment.

You never thought you would have fallen for an older alpha, but Bucky had been a surprise, as you were to him.

Bucky only took it in his stride. You were envious of his ability to adapt, but he never led you astray, not since you had found one another. His sense of control and dominance evident in his hardened stare and aged wisdom.

As you ventured from store to store, holding Bucky’s hand and allowing your wrists to brush against each other, you noticed that passersby kept sending you furtive glances or cleared from your path, and it made you anxious. You thought back to that morning as you got ready – Bucky was at his dresser, putting on his watch and rings, when you felt feverish, a small surge of heat that prickled over your skin.

Something didn’t feel right – not now, as you walked next to Bucky, and stepped closer to him.

“Bunny?” Bucky asked quietly, his hand releasing yours so he could place it on the small of your back. “Honey, what’s wrong?”

You blinked. “I- Um, nothing. Nothing’s wrong.” Liar, your instincts screamed. Bucky only looked at you through his sunglasses, face void of expression. “Nothing is wrong, I promise.”

“Okay,” Bucky said slowly, and he guided you into the next store, his hand still on your back and presence looming. He was standing much closer as you browsed the shelves, and you glanced over your shoulder to ask him something when his nostrils flared.

“What do you think of this–?” You held up the necklace that had caught your attention – the diamonds glittering in the bright lights overhead. Sweat started to bead over the back of your neck and you made a point to ask Bucky to stop for ice cream, or something cool after you left this boutique.

Bucky smiled tensely, his nostrils still flared. “It’s beautiful, baby–just what my ‘mega needs, yeah?”

The words, innocent and innocuous in their delivery, made you freeze. You blinked owlishly, unable to move as another surge of that feverish heat flooded you.

He reached over and gently plucked it from your hands. There wasn’t a concerned glint in his eyes, rather, they had dilated and left a slim ring of blue where there would have been an ocean. “Let’s move on, Bunny, c’mon.”

“But–”

“Enough,” Bucky growled, the sound low in his throat. You whimpered and Bucky grabbed your hand, kissing your palm. “You feeling okay, baby?”

It was like he knew, but he was choosing to coax it out of you rather than demand it. The dynamic of an alpha and omega was certainly new to you – you had no idea whether he could sense the feverish prickle over your skin, or the way the boutique had suddenly turned into a sauna.

“I- I don’t know,” you whispered. Bucky’s nostrils flared again. “Why do you keep scent-”

“We need to go.” The command was sudden and fierce, the growl of it low in your gut and you found yourself stepping closer to his body. His arms wrapped around you, and you realised he seemed to grow bigger, more brooding and volatile in his scent.

The scent was strongest at his neck and you nuzzled closer, when it hit you. A blinding fever, scorching in its intensity, settled over you like a blanket and you whined.

“Move.” Bucky pulled you along, leaving the necklace long abandoned as he stalked to the door. A clerk came rushing over and Bucky growled low in his throat, the sound made you tilt your head back to expose your throat, but he grasped the back of your neck and forced your head back down. “Easy, Bunny,” he murmured as the clerk neared.

“Sir, is everything-”

“Yes, thank you,” Bucky snapped, his hands still all over you as he forced you out of the store and into the street. Much quieter, he whispered to you softly, “Alpha’s here, Bunny, it’s alright.”

The people scattered away from the two of you and stared as you panted and whined quietly, still clinging to Bucky’s chest while he walked you to a car that’s tires squealed as it pulled up to the curb. “Get in,” Bucky ordered just as the back door swung open automatically. When had he called for it–?

You clumsily slipped onto the back seat, blissfully ignorant of the way Bucky growled and snapped at the remaining spectators while he threw your bags into the trunk, before he followed behind you. The door slammed with the force he exerted. “Back home. Now,” he barked, and the car peeled away – you couldn’t even see who the driver was.

“Alpha,” you rasped, your hips twitched as you tried to sit still and stop squirming. “What–? I need-”

“Daddy knows, Bunny–breathe for me,” Bucky soothed, and you took a deep breath. “That’s it, good girl; doin’ so good for alpha. There’s a good girl.” You whined breathlessly and watched as Bucky shifted slightly, his back flush with the seat. “C’mere, pup. Come sit in daddy’s lap.”

You scrambled from beside Bucky to sit in his lap, your thighs on the outside of his – pressed slacks and tidiness forgotten as you mindlessly rubbed your clothed heat over them. Instinct was screaming at you to go faster, to beg for something, but you didn’t understand. “What’s happening?” you managed to gasp around a hiccuped sob.

“Oh, baby girl,” Bucky cooed. His right hand went to your hip to coax your rhythm, and his left rested over the back of your neck, almost cupping it. “You’re goin’ into heat, sweetheart. You’ve not had one with me yet, remember? Think for me, go on.”

Sifting through memories whilst amongst the desperation for something you didn’t understand wasn’t something you could do, and you whimpered, pawing and grabbing at his shoulders before forcing your head close to his neck; gulping at the air like a starved woman for his scent of woodsmoke, whiskey, and leather.

Bucky’s hand tightened on the back of your neck and you exhaled, the pressure seeming to alleviate all control you had over your limbs. “Answer me, Bunny–think for me. Think for daddy, I know it’s hard.”

“Dun’ know, alpha,” you whispered, fisting his shirt in your hands. “It hurts, please-”

“What hurts, honey?” Bucky asked, the hand on your hip squeezing. “Tell alpha, baby.”

You gulped and rubbed your clothed cunt over his slacks faster and harder, desperate for friction. To your shock, his thighs felt wet and you pulled back to glance down, only to find the seat and thighs of his slacks soaked with- “That’s all you, Bunny. You that wet for daddy, huh? That pussy aching to be filled?”

“Oh, fuck,” you breathed, and you moved your hips faster. “Alpha, please, I don’t know-”

“That’s alright, pup.” Bucky pulled you closer by the back of your neck, his lips dancing over the skin of your neck before he breathed heavily into your ear. “Get off on daddy’s thighs like a whore, then you can think–so fuckin’ desperate and it’s gorgeous, pet.”

Fire burned through your veins and you sobbed, chasing a high you’d never felt before. It was true, this was your first heat with an alpha, and while you had experienced a heat on your own, it was incomparable to the pleasure and pain of what was happening now.

“So fuckin’ pretty, ‘mega, using me. Go faster, you can take it, honey,” Bucky purred, both hands on your hips now. His grip was tight and unrelenting in its pace as he helped you grind over his lap. “I want you to make a mess, pup.”

Your hands slipped from his shoulders to his chest, and your fingers brushed over the straps of his concealed shoulder holsters – a thrum of danger joined the throbbing in your cunt at the implication of those handguns used otherwise. “Daddy…”

“You want me to fuck you with my gun, Bunny? That it?” Bucky prompted, a wolfish smirk showing his canines. “Force it into your pretty pussy like it’s my cock–make you take it?”

“Please!” Your hips moved faster as your climax began to crest, the pleasure blinding.

“Oh, I will, pet. Daddy will make you take more than you can handle, that pretty pussy will be begging for more,” he promised, and you whimpered. “Now, alpha needs you to cum. Do you think you can do that, pup? Make daddy proud?”

Words failed you and you nodded fervently, desperate for the release. Suddenly, Bucky’s right hand left your hip and pulled out one of his twin handguns. “I think you can make alpha proud, Bunny.”

The muzzle of the gun travelled from your collarbone down your chest, between your breasts. “This turns you on, doesn't it? Daddy usin’ his guns on you.” He clicked his tongue when you moaned. “You like the danger, pretty whore." He forced it through the waistband of your panties and the cold metal of the sights brushed against your slick lips.

“Daddy, daddy, please–wanna cum,” you moaned, the last syllable ending with a whine.

“I will make you cum, Bunny, don’t you worry ‘bout that. And you know what’ll happen when we get home?” The words startled you; you forgot you were in a moving vehicle, Bucky’s gun between your legs. “You’re gonna present for your alpha, and I’m gonna fuck and knot you. Would you like that?”

“Yesyesyes,” you chanted, shuddering. “‘M close!”

“So pretty, so sweet,” he mused, his hand squeezing the back of your neck with a hum. The grip sent you lax and you slumped a little in his hold. “This is only a taste for what I’m gonna do to you, shlyukha.” The gun pressed hard into your clit, and you shivered. “Cum for me, Bunny. Soak daddy.”

Your back arched and you howled to the roof of the car, shaking violently through the waves of release that pulled you under. Through the dull roar of blood in your ears, you could hear Bucky’s soothing praises.

“There’s a good lil’ ‘mega for me, good fuckin’ girl,” he whispered, tucking your face into his neck where his scent was even stronger than before. “So good for me, takin’ it so well, baby.”

Whining pitifully, you squirmed closer, your chest flush with his as you heaved for breath. “Alpha, alpha,” you murmured.

“I know, pup. I know, you did so good f’me,” he praised, his hand tight on your neck again. “When we get home, alpha’ll take care a’you, alright? Love on you–got everythin’ ready for this moment, sweetheart.”

You nodded weakly and squirmed in his lap again, wanting to become one with your alpha. “Wan’ more,” you tried, but Bucky hushed you.

“You’ll get more, pup,” he promised as the car took a sharp turn. “We’re almost there, then daddy’ll give you his knot, yeah? You want that?”

“Mhm,” you hummed. “Wan’ that, alpha.” The heat haze settled heavily over you – it was like you had too much to drink and all of your thoughts were muddled and slow, centred on one thing, and one thing only: getting your alpha’s knot. “Alpha- Daddy, did I do good?” you slurred, burrowing closer.

“You were such a good girl for me, such a good pet,” Bucky whispered, and he kissed your sweaty temple.

The affection made you purr quietly, and Bucky growled lowly in response, the deep rumble a soothing balm to the ache that had started between your thighs again. Not long now, you managed to think as you scented the air, the heavy scent of slick and sweat made your mouth water.

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