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plasmas-arcade · 16 hours ago

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Bucky Had Peter at Werecock (18+)

Part 1/?

(This is my first RP fic posted ever, written by both me (bucky) and @over-usedlittlespoon (peter). let me know if theres a better way to format this or if theres better tags to use, my dms are always open for feedback. This will be posted on AO3, as soon as our account gets approved.)

Summary: Bucky Barnes and the Winter Soldier are separate, and Bucky plans on keeping it this way. The Winter Soldier being a werewolf that prowls the night, and Jim Barnes being a hard working New Yorker, just trying to make it through the day. But all that changes when Spiderman finally accepts an invitation to be mated.

Themes/Tags/Warnings: Winterspider, Werewolf!Bucky, Smut (18+), couch sex, mating, impregnation, secret identities.

Word Count: 4.6k

Bucky Barnes, otherwise known by society as the Winter Soldier, keeps himself locked away at night. His latest place to live was a small apartment complex in Queens, where he finds himself as the sun starts to rise. He picks up the kitten on his floor, padding around the apartment and looking upset at the sight of the heater he had destroyed.

Bucky sighs, realizing if he didn't want him and Alpine to freeze all day while unpacking, they'd have to ask a neighbor for help. He tucks Alpine into his coat, shivering as he steps out into the hallway and over to the apartment across from his. He knocks lightly on the door, looking anxious even though it's daytime and there's no way for him to possibly transform back into the monster he does at night.

Peter opens the door, already smiling as he does. He's bundled in a soft sweater and slippers, and he looks Bucky over quickly. He looks a bit apprehensive, but not unfriendly. "Hey," he says with a tiny wave, and he peers his head around the larger man.

"Are you moving in? I heard we were getting a new neighbor!" He says, his smile widening. "I'm Peter!" He declares, then waits, cuing his new friend.

“Uhm… hi.” Bucky looks entirely awkward, Alpine poking her head out and purring against his chest to calm him. He sighs. “I’m Jim. Was wondering if you knew anyone who could fix the heater in my room. It’s freezing out and I don’t want my cat to get sick tonight.”

Peter lets out a tiny gasp as the kitty emerges, and he holds his hands to his chest to keep himself from touching a total stranger.

"Ohmygoodness- oh, yeah!" He nods quickly. "I can fix it!" He says confidently, despite his rather... Twinkish... Bookish... (you get it) appearance.

"Let me grab my tools." He says brightly, darting back into his apartment. He returns with a pretty disorganized bag of tools, but it seems like it has all the right components. "Lead the way!"

Bucky chuckles softly, his gruff demeanor broken slightly by the smaller man. “You some sort of wonderkid?” He looks around the empty apartment. “Where are your parents?” He leads Peter back to Bucky’s apartment, showing him the beat up heater. Alpine hops down, rubbing against Bucky’s legs.

Peter chuckles. "Don't inflate my ego, I'm just good with this kinda stuff." He says, waving his hand dismissively.

He turns a bit pink at the assumption that he's a kid. "Oh, uh... I live with my aunt, but I'm in college - finishing up my masters." He looks a little proud, and he takes a moment to crouch down and offer a hand to Alpine.

Alpine smooshes her head against Peter’s hand, mewing softly.

Bucky approves of Peter so long as Alpine does. “Want something to drink? Water, soda, beer?” He had at least thought to stock the fridge when he had gotten there.

The apartment is littered with moving boxes, but already the place had piles of white fur. Mixed in with Alpines fur is thick dark brown fur that looks like it came from a big dog. It also smells slightly like dog in the apartment.

Peter looks delighted that Alpine seems to like him, and he gives her some pets before settling down at the heater, pushing up his sweater sleeves and prodding at it.

"Not a fan of beer, honestly, but I'd love a soda!" He says, peering around a little as he talks. He digs in his tool bag, tilting his head. "You got a dog too?" He asks, digging his fingers into the project.

Bucky pops himself open a beer, and cracks a cola open for Peter, “I don’t have a dog.” He states bluntly, holding the drink out to the other man.

Alpine purrs, rubbing against Peter’s side.

Peter takes the can with a smile, unfazed by Bucky's bluntness. "I always thought about getting a dog, but my aunt's allergic." He sighs a little, taking a quick break to sip the soda and pet Alpine.

Once he gets back to work, he's back to asking questions. "Where did you move from? Are you from New York?"

“…Brooklyn.” Bucky answers with a bit of hesitation.

The only thing Bucky likes about his nightly transformation is that as long as he’s secretive about coming home, Bucky Barnes (or Jim Barnes in this case) and the Winter Soldier are completely different people.

Peter looks interested. "Brooklyn, huh? Decided to come where the grass is greener?" He chuckles a little.

He grabs a wrench, his hands moving almost expertly as he navigates the heater.

"I can tell you all the best spots! For one, Luigi's has the best pizza, you have to try it. It's cheap too, just gotta get past the unlicensed dental office in the back."

“Cheaper here. Couldn’t afford it back in Brooklyn anymore.” Bucky lies, picking up Alpine as she tries to clamber into the open heater. For someone who doesn’t own a dog, he sure does smell like it, and his clothes have fur on them.

Peter nods a little, giggling as Alpine is scooped up and teleported away.

"Did you live with a dog?" He asks, unsure why he's so curious to know. He's sure there's a dog somewhere, he can smell it.

He turns a knob, using the back of his hand to feel the heater and test it as he checks his work.

“No, I don’t live with a dog.” Bucky’s firm about this, entirely telling the truth. Alpine sounds offended by Peter’s words, swatting at Peter’s face. Bucky sips his beer, trying to drown out his anxieties.

Peter smiles at Alpine. "I'm sorry! You aren't a doggy, huh?" He coos, scritching her chin before getting back to work.

Soon, Peter has the heater up and running, his hands covered in dirt and grease. "Ta-da!" He says proudly, packing away his tools. "Told ya I could do it."

Bucky looks relieved, relaxing as his apartment starts to heat up. “Thank you. What can I do to pay you?”

Peter shakes his head, standing up. "Don't worry about it! Mind if I use your sink?" He asks, pointing to the kitchen sink and walking towards it.

Bucky nods. “Go ahead.” He starts unpacking his things with Alpine’s help, her holding the boxes open while he pulls things out. She sometimes bats at his empty left sleeve, and he shoos her away.

Peter cleans himself up, then wanders back over to Bucky. "Want some help?" He asks, chuckling as Alpine tries to attack the empty sleeve. "I don't have class till later, I don't mind."

Bucky nods, glancing at his watch every so often. “Sure. I just need everything laid out. I don’t have much.” Most of the boxes are just full of blankets and pillows, things he had brought for his own comfort.

Peter helps set out the blankets and pillows, and once he's nearly finished he ends up playing with Alpine, moving one of his hands under a blanket swiftly. "Get it!" He tells her, giggling as he wiggles his fingers under the fabric.

Alpine pounces at Peter’s fingers, and Bucky watches him with interested eyes.

Bucky can’t stop thinking about Peter until he heads out at night, looking for his favorite New York Spider to mess with.

Peter is perched on the rooftop of his favorite hoagie hole-in-the-wall, and has his mask pulled up halfway so he can munch on his late-night snack. He's stuck himself precariously on the edge of the rooftop, and he has a police scanner next to him, droning quietly.

Bucky drops down next to Peter, wrapping his furry arms around Peter and leaning over him to take a bite out of the sandwich. “Mayo? Really?” He huffs, disappointed. His voice is much deeper when he’s in this form, a wolfish growl to it. His metal arm wraps around the spider he had grown so fond of, his paws gripping at Peter protectively.

Peter perks up as he feels the strong arms around him, and he leans into the hold. "It keeps it from being dry!" He says in playful defense, taking another bite out of spite.

"Would have gotten you one, but I never know when you'll find me." He says, tilting his head back and smiling up at the wolf. "You're kinda mysterious like that, y'know."

The wolf, who everyone knows as the Winter Soldier, nuzzles his snout against Peter’s cheek, taking in the other man’s scent. “Have to keep you on your toes, little spider.” While he doesn’t wear a shirt in this form, he does wear a black pair of heavy duty cargo pants, modified to work for his hound legs.

Peter giggles as he's nuzzled by the soft snout, relaxing in the soldier's arms. He had grown to look forward to seeing the Winter Soldier- It was exciting, feeling almost as if they were getting away with something.

'Unit 504, report of a burglary on 45th, can you check it out?' The police scanner garbles.

Peter quickly sets down his sandwich and pulls down his mask. "Want a lift?" He asks the wolf, holding out an arm for him.

Bucky snorts, huffing warm air against Peter’s cheek. “Petty crime. Do we have to?” He holds onto Peter tighter, wanting the boy all to himself.

He’s not sure what had made him grow so attached to the small spider. Maybe it was his twinkish nature, or the fact that he was so much better of a person then Bucky is.

Peter chuckles softly. "Uh-huh. That's the whole point, remember?" He wraps an arm around Bucky, holding him close. "If you help, we can spend more time together. Deal?"

Bucky pouts, but relents, wanting to have his night with Peter. He holds on tightly, mentally preparing himself for the ride. “Fine. But I get to have sex with you this time.” He’s been… asking for sex for weeks since their first rooftop date, wanting Peter’s pretty little body under him.

Peter pauses for a moment in thought. "... If you don't kill anyone, I'll consider it." He says with a teasing cackle, "I'm kinda curious about..." He glances down briefly at Bucky's crotch, "Just a little bit."

“No killing. I can do that.” Bucky’s face lights up, and he nods rapidly, “You don’t care that I’m part wolf?” His tail wags rapidly, thumping against Peter’s leg.

Peter shakes his head. "I don't mind," He says, "I think you're sexy... and cuddly." He snickers, shooting a web with his free hand and launching them in the air.

It doesn't take long for things to be wrapped up, literally. Peter leaves the burglar for the cops wrapped in a web cocoon, and a note saying 'Web will dissolve in four hours. Sincerely, your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man'.

Peter takes them back to the roof, and he plops down, catching his breath.

Bucky looks proud of himself for not only not killing anyone, but also not firing any guns. He wraps himself around Peter, pawing at Peter’s body to feel him up. “Find us a place. Now.”

Peter giggles as he's felt, his heart already racing from the adrenaline from before. "Okay, okay!" He laughs, "I know a spot."

He pulls the wolf towards the rooftop door, and he leads him down the stairs. He takes him to an empty apartment, only containing a couch and some construction items.

He kicks the door shut, before shoving Peter against the wall, his paws starting to strip Peter’s suit off, leaving the mask on. “When I go in heat, all I can think about is you. Filling you up. Claiming you.”

Peter's chest heaves as his suit is removed, exposing his body, smooth, toned, unmarked.

He nods rapidly. "Please," he practically whines, "I'm yours..."

His cock is already hard, and he reaches out to touch the wolf, gliding his hand along the fur on his chest.

Bucky shivers as his chest is felt, wrapping his paw around Peter’s cock, the calloused pads scratching a bit. “Lube, baby. We’re gonna need it.” He guides Peter’s hand down to Bucky’s pants, urging Peter to unbutton them.

Peter whimpers a little as he feels the calloused palm against the sensitive skin, and he nods a little, pointing to the couch. "I... Put some in there earlier." He admits, eagerly unbuttoning Bucky's pants and pulling them down.

He gasps a little at what he sees, carefully caressing the wolf's cock with his fingers. "Holy shit."

A bead of precum forms as his cock is touched, and he reaches down to pull back the skin around the head of his cock. The head is slightly more pointed then a cock would normally be, and the bottom of his shaft features a bit of fat which would stretch Peter’s hole even after he’s taken in the majority of Bucky’s cock. “Is that a good or a bad holy shit?” He moves away to pad over to the couch, digging out the bottle of lube.

Peter leans against the wall, unable to resist touching himself just a little as he waits. "Good, definitely good." He clarifies, "Just... Maybe be gentle?" He laughs a little, knowing he wouldn't mind if the wolf wasn't gentle in the slightest.

“Here. Now.” Bucky sits down on the couch, patting his lap. He slicks the lube over his cock, his large paw easily wrapping around the fat cock.

Peter obeys, coming over and sitting on the wolf's legs. He moans softly as his cock rubs up against Bucky's massive one, and he holds his hands to his chest shyly.

“You humans need preparation, do you not?” He pretends to be only a half-wolf.

Peter nods, taking Bucky's slicked hand and guiding it towards his ass. "Can you help?" He asks sweetly, his voice surprisingly innocent despite the dirty request.

“I can.” He retracts his claws, slipping a thick digit into Peter. “Tell me if I ever hurt you.”

Peter groans as the thick finger slips inside him, and he falls forward, resting on the wolf's chest as he's toyed with. "Mhm..." He acknowledges, his smaller cock starting to leak precum onto Bucky's.

“Excited already, baby?” Bucky coos, licking and nibbling at Peter’s delicate neck. He wraps his free arm around Peter, slipping another digit into Peter’s hole.

Peter nuzzles into Bucky, whining as another large finger enters him. "Mmm..."

He tilts his head so that the wolf has plenty of access to his neck, and he reaches down to delicately stroke his large cock.

Bucky chuckles softly, biting down a bit harder to leave a mark. “I want everyone to know who owns you now.” He groans softly as his cock is toyed with, moving the fingers inside of Peter.

Peter moans as he's bitten, then rests his head on Bucky's shoulder, smiling happily under his mask. He wanted to belong to the wolf, to be his to use.

He wraps his hand best he can around Bucky's cock, pumping slowly as he's finger-fucked. "Oh god... More, please..." He pleads.

“To think you could be so easily reduced to this. I think you’d let just any wolf around fuck your pretty ass.” He lands a firm spank to punctuate the point. He pushes another girthy finger into Peter’s tight hole.

Peter shakes his head vehemently, clinging onto Bucky. "No... only you..." he breathes, then gasps as he's stretched out further. "Fuck... mnn..."

"You really want to belong to me, huh?" Bucky pushes the digits further in, stretching Peter out the best he can, before removing them fully.

Peter nods, looking up at Bucky with big, trusting eyes. He whines as the fingers are removed, squirming in the wolf's lap. "Please... fuck me..."

Bucky pushes Peter down onto his back, slicking up his cock with the rest of the lube from the bottle. "Spread 'em." He pats Peter's thigh with his metal paw.

Peter lets his arms fall back over his head, and he looks at Bucky's cock longingly. He obediently spreads his legs, grabbing them behind the knees and pulling them back, surprisingly far and with ease. This leaves his pretty ass totally exposed, his stretched hole waiting.

Bucky gives Peter a quick spank, before pushing the very tip of his cock against Peter's hole. "Flexible. I like it."

Peter whimpers as he feels Bucky's wolf cock enter him, and he holds his legs back, his body tensing. He tries to relax, and he grabs one of Bucky's paws and places it on one leg. "You won't hurt me," he says, "I promise."

“If I do, you need to tell me.” Bucky blinks at how messed up Peter looks only from the tip of his cock breaching the man’s sensitive hole. He smirks, pushing a bit more in as he pushes Peter’s thighs down as far as they can go, folding them against Peter’s sides.

Peter nods quickly, groaning as he feels the cock move further inside him. "It's so... big..." He pants, now effectively pinned down with his ankles by his head. His cock leaks onto his stomach, sensitive from excitement.

“I’m barely even two inches in, baby boy.” Bucky chuckles, letting out a shaky breath as Peter takes in more of his cock. He wraps his big paw around Peter’s dick, squeezing it lightly.

Peter moans loudly, his head craning back. It doesn't hurt, but damn is it stretching him. "I dunno... if I can take all of it..." He whimpers, then gasps as his cock is squeezed.

Bucky grabs Peter by the throat. “You’re taking all of it. I didn’t come here to half-ass this.” He snarls, slobber dripping down onto Peter’s chest. He pulls out, before pushing back in, forcing Peter to take more.

Peter lets out a garbled groan, his arms pinned at his sides underneath his legs. His back arches as he takes in more of the massive wolf cock, a bulge starting to form in his belly. "Hnnnn..." The small human moans.

“Look at that.” He rubs the spot with his paw, pushing down on it and thrusting his cock against it. “Already a mess.”

Peter whines softly, squirming at the touch. "Mmm... daddy..." The nickname slips without him meaning it to, and he hopes it isn't too much.

“Such a good boy for daddy, huh?” He pushes more in until he’s a little more then halfway, adoring the way his cock visibly fills Peter up.

Peter relaxes as Bucky uses the nickname for himself, and he nods. "Uh-HAHH-" He cries out as he's filled further, and he glances down to see the bulge in his abdomen. "Uhnn... fuck..."

Bucky leaves his throbbing cock inside to allow Peter to adjust. “You think you can take more, baby boy? I want you to have my puppies, little spider.” Bucky coos.

Peter is in heaven. He is pretty sure he'd say yes to anything the wolf asked of him.

"Uh-huh, yes daddy," He pleads, panting eagerly. "Please... please more..."

Bucky takes the chance to thrust the rest of his cock in all at once, all that’s left outside of Peter being the knot at the end of his cock.

Peter cries out, then shudders all over, letting himself go limp as he takes all of Bucky's cock. He breathes heavily as it bulges inside him, his chest and neck flushed red. Even if he could speak, he can't seem to form a coherent thought, so instead he babbles softly.

He doesn’t give Peter a chance to adjust, starting fast and rough as the sound of his hips slapping against Peter’s ass fills the room. “Not even a word from my little spider? You’re so useless like this.” He punctuates the words with a firm spank.

Peter whines as he's called useless, his cock twitching at the degradation. He couldn't be insulted, he didn't care. All he wanted was to be the wolf's toy, chewed up and spit out again. "Mnnn... daddy..."

“Yeah, that’s it. All you can think about is daddy.” His cock tenses as it’s pleasured for the first time in so long. He only ever jerks off during his heats, and it does nothing to rid him of the desperate need he had to fill the mutant’s hole. “You’re daddy’s now. You’ll have daddy’s puppies and be nothing but my little housepet.” He coos.

Peter nods along, totally melting underneath Bucky. He figures that when he says 'have his puppies', it's not serious. He assumes he just means cumming inside him, which he desperately wants.

"I'm... daddy's..." He pants out.

“How badly did you want this? How long have you been waiting for me to fill your pretty hole?” He somehow manages harsher thrusts, his cock practically splitting Peter open.

Peter practically howls, his breathing turning into little sobs as he's pounded. He feels himself getting close to orgasm, already knowing he would likely cum far before the wolf did. "Ever... since we... met.." He sobs, his cock twitching against the bulge in his belly.

“I bet you became friends with me just so you could get a taste of this cock, huh?” He thrusts hard enough where the knot at the base of his cock is pushed into Peter, effectively locking Bucky’s cock inside and requiring him to start more forcefully pulling it out.

Peter lets out a combination of a scream and a moan, his little body trembling as he is stretched further than he thought he could be. He is helplessly moved back and forth as the knot pops out, then goes back in. He sobs incoherently, his mask wet with tears and spit.

“Beg for my cum. Beg for me to fill that pretty body of yours.” He growls, speeding up as he feels himself getting closer and closer.

Peter uses what little thought he has remaining to beg, his cock spurting cum onto his bulging abdomen as he does. "Pl... Please... Please cum in me..." He pleads, "I want it... please..."

Bucky stares at the wet spots on Peter’s mask, before leaning down to bite at Peter’s neck. “When you beg so sweetly like thAT-!” He gasps as his release hits him and he starts to pump hot seed inside of Peter’s waiting body.

Peter groans as he feels himself filled, shuddering as his orgasm is prolonged. He gasps for breath as his belly expands, rounding out as he's filled with hot, sticky cum.

Bucky resumes his thrusts once his cock has hardened again, knowing he can fill Peter up so much more. “Look at you.” He pants out. “Like a Christmas ham.” He pats Peter’s stomach, chuckling softly as he toys with Peter’s cock.

Peter whimpers as Bucky starts to thrust again, his hole already feeling sensitive. "Mmmn!" He whines loudly as his twitching cock is teased. "Daddy!" He cries, groaning as he feels the cum inside him shoved further in with each thrust.

“Yes, baby boy?” He coos out, his cock already starting to twitch as he nears his second release. They always have hit him rapidly. He can’t wait to see how many rounds he can fill Peter up with.

Peter moans at the nickname, and he gasps between sobs. "Don't... stop... please..." He manages to get out, before losing himself to blissful oblivion again.

“I don’t… plan on it!” He groans loudly as he cums again, hot spurts of cum stretching Peter’s stomach out, leaving him gaping at how big he’s made the boy.

Peter trembles as he's filled again, gasping as his belly expands further. "Oh... hnn... daddy..." He squirms underneath the wolf, but the large cock and knot have him stuck in place.

“No more, baby? I’m sorry, that’s not an option.” He resumes his thrusts quickly, powered with newfound lust for the man under him.

Peter whines as the thrusts resume, his cock spurting out what little cum it has left. "I... I can't... too full..." He sobs out, shaking as he's overstimulated.

Bucky smirks, keeping Peter pinned down. “I think you can, baby boy.” He presses the pad of his paw against the tip of Peter’s cock.

Peter moans, almost gratefully, as his cock is given attention once again. He garbles something about it being sensitive, and it twitches under Bucky's touch. The knot at the base of Bucky's cock is moving in and out with a bit more ease as he is stretched, and cum starts to leak between thrusts from his overused hole.

Bucky figures Peter can fit some more, letting his cock spurt another load into Peter’s thoroughly abused hole. “Such fragile things you humans are.” He pants out.

Peter groans as his belly is pushed to the limit, and he starts to choke on the cum pushing all the way up to his throat. He is completely stuffed - It would be a miracle if he DIDN'T get pregnant. "D...daddy..."

“Yes, baby boy?” He coos, thrusting harshly to push the cum deeper inside.

He's nearly choked into silence as he's plugged by the wolf's massive cock, and he slightly squirms. "Full..." He manages to whimper.

“One more round, baby boy. One more.” He leans down to bite at Peter’s chest, leaving marks all over him.

The poor boy whines, feeling like he might burst if he's filled any more. He lets out tiny cries as he's bitten, shuddering as he feels the wolf's teeth graze his sensitive nipples.

“All mine, baby. No one else gets to have this pretty body.” He laps and sucks at Peter’s nipples, leaving slobber all over Peter’s chest.

Peter shakes his head. "Mm-nn... daddy's..." He pants, then lets out a high-pitched moan as his cock spurts, but releases hardly anything.

With his last few thrusts, he’s pushing his final load into Peter, watching the way his stomach stretches to fit it all in. “Oh, baby. You look so cute like this…” His cock goes soft and he finally pulls it out, leaning back to look over Peter’s wrecked form.

The bottom half of Peter's mask is soaked as cum leaks from his lips, and he gurgles as Bucky pulls out, his ass gaping. Cum dribbles from his red, stretched hole, and his legs fall down limply.

“Was I too rough, baby?” Bucky chuckles, admiring the sight, before moving to find a towel to help clean up some of the mess.

Peter shakes his head in reply, pawing at Bucky weakly, wanting to be held. "Nuh-uh..."

Bucky sits down on the battered couch, pulling Peter up and into his arms. His paws hold Peter protectively, cradling him against his fuzzy chest.

Peter curls up in the wolf's strong arms, nuzzling his head into his chest. "Mmm..." He vocalizes, still catching his breath. He gingerly touches his full belly, groaning softly.

“Do you think you can get yourself home?” Bucky doesn’t want to leave his poor boy here. He rubs Peter’s back, gently cooing praises at him.

Peter thinks for a moment. "... Home with you?" He asks hopefully, not wanting to leave his new daddy.

Bucky shakes his head. “I have to keep my identity a secret, baby boy. I’m sorry. Even from you.”

Peter nods a little, understanding. He can't help but feel disappointed, though, and he nuzzles closer. "Can I see you tomorrow?" He nearly pleads, "Here again?"

“Of course.” Bucky sets Peter down on the couch, finding a blanket to wrap around him. He searches for his pants, pulling them on and tucking his cock back into them. He knows he still has to do his nightly mission before the sun rises, so he presses a kiss against Peter’s mask. “Tomorrow.”

Peter holds the blanket around him, planning on getting a little rest before he goes home. "Tomorrow..." He mumbles.

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