Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark
Characters: Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Brock Rumlow, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov (Marvel)
Additional Tags: Alpha/Omega, Alternate Universe - Sugar Daddy, Sugar Daddy Bucky Barnes, Sugar Baby Tony Stark, Alpha Bucky Barnes, Alpha Steve Rogers, Omega Tony Stark, Top Bucky Barnes, Bottom Steve Rogers, Daddy Dom Bucky Barnes, Sub Steve Rogers, Sub Tony Stark, brat tony stark, established stucky, Unhealthy Relationships, Online Dating, Guilt, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Controlling Behavior, Jealousy, Insecurities, Self-Worth Issues, Denial of Feelings, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Power Imbalance, Age Play, Infantilism, Daddy Kink, Phone Sex, Anal Sex, Rough Sex, Dry Sex, No Lube, Masturbation, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Extremely Dubious Consent
Summary:
Tony swears Bucky's not his sugar daddy, but there's no denying he wants Bucky to be his Alpha, and his daddy. The only problem is that going into this he was told Bucky's husband wasn't interested in Omegas, which wouldn't be a problem if Tony wasn't falling for him.
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“What’s that?” Natasha asked nosily, peeking over his shoulder at his screen.
Tony frowned, shrugging.
“No clue, probably a scam.”
Before he could delete the email, a message from Bucky popped up.
I sent you something, it’s in your email, hopefully, not sure it’s something you’d ever use, but it was for a good cause.
Tony’s cheeks lit up, and he quickly clicked on the email, his cheeks only getting hotter when he saw the note attached to it.
Even if you wouldn’t play any of these games, it’s still money for a good cause. I donated for myself, then decided to do it for you too, your alpha Bucky
“Oh my god!” Natasha said, holding back laughter. “I’m sorry, your Alpha? Did this fucking Alpha just claim you as his via virtual gift?”
“Shut up!” Tony whined, grabbing a pillow to smack her with. “He’s just being sweet.”
Natasha rolled her eyes.
“You like that don’t you? Fucking slut,” she teased.
Tony sent her a scandalized look and smacked her again with the pillow before bursting out into a fit of giggles.
“Like you're one to talk,” Tony teased. “You have what? Three Alphas now?”
Natasha grinned and winked at him.
“You can never have too many people wrapped around your finger.”
Tony rolled his eyes, getting up and taking his phone with him.
He locked himself in his room to keep his nosy roommate out, and flopped down on his bed, staring at those words your alpha Bucky.
His cheeks were hot, and his teeth sank into his lip to hold back ridiculously girly squeals, but a giggle escaped anyway.
He clicked back over to Bucky’s message, staring at it for a minute to try to figure out how to respond.
You’re so fucking cute, Tony sent before adding, Your alpha Bucky? Fuck ilysm, you know that, right?
I'm cute? Baby, have you seen yourself?
Tony giggled over the response, and tossed his phone aside, so he wouldn't say anything horribly embarrassing.
Calling his Alpha cute, and then saying I love you so casually, like that was something they said to each other, was already plenty for one night.
He felt like a high school girl with a crush, and it was kinda ridiculous that Bucky could make him feel this way. He'd never even met this man before, and Tony was already fucking lost on him.
He grabbed his laptop and opened up his email, clicking on the link Bucky sent to start scrolling through the games.
Bucky sent him another message explaining that it was basically a bunch of games that developers donated, and so for a small donation, you get a unique link that gives you access to them.
Tony spent a while just scrolling through the games, downloading a few that looked interesting and wasting away his night playing them. He also might have sent Bucky a cute picture as a thank you—not a nude, technically, but showing just enough to tease him.
Tony was not a Sugar Baby, something that he remained adamant about, even though Natasha was definitely encouraging it.
But maybe he did like it when Bucky sent him things and spent money on him…
Okay, who was he kidding?
He fucking loved it, but there was no way in hell he was going to tell Natasha that.
And if he wanted to send a sexy photo to the Alpha he had been dating online for a few months… Well, that was his choice.
And if thinking of this older Alpha as his daddy made him feel all fluttery and ridiculous and so damn wet… Well, that was no one's damn business.
They were probably gonna meet up soon, but so far it had all been long distance, and they had yet to actually do anything other than flirt a little—and yes, that did include some flirty pics, but Tony wasn’t stupid enough to send out nudes to someone he had never even met.
The last thing he needed was for things to not work out and photos of him to end up on the internet—not that anyone knew who he was or anything. He was just some kid from New York working a shitty job to get by and living with three roommates. Still, the idea of strangers jacking off to his nudes was just cringe.
Bucky, though…
Well, Bucky wasn’t really a stranger.
He was basically Tony’s Alpha, and if things went well, that basically would turn into an officially.
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“So… does this Alpha of yours spend money on you a lot?”
Tony blushed.
"What? No! And he’s not really my Alpha! We’ve never even met, Nat.”
“Uh-huh, sure. Do we need to pull that email back up and look at that very possessive claim?”
“He was just being cute!” Tony protested.
Natasha hummed.
“So he’s never bought you anything before?”
“I already said no,” Tony grumbled.
Natasha didn’t look convinced.
“Really? Never? Nothing before that little gift.”
Tony bit his lip.
“No, I mean he has, like, family plans that he adds me to… but he doesn’t, like, send me cash or presents or anything.”
“Family plans?”
“Yeah, I told him I couldn’t afford my music app, so he put me on his plan, and um, then I mentioned I was struggling with phone bills, so he put me on his phone plan, too.”
Tony carefully left out that Bucky had also bought him a new phone. Natasha would just say it was a sugar daddy thing, but Tony hadn't asked for it. Bucky had just bought it for him when Tony had mentioned he'd broken his. He hadn't been asking for it, Bucky had just told him to get one and put it on his account.
“Oh, honey, you’ve got it made! That’s how it started with Pepper and now she pays for everything.”
“Yeah, but you ask Pepper for things. I didn’t ask Bucky for anything. He just offers.”
“But you want him to spend money on you, don’t you? Oh, who am I kidding, of course you do. All Omegas want their Alphas to provide for them, and that’s why Sugar Mommies and Daddies are perfect.”
“Oh my god, please, stop talking,” Tony groaned. “He is not my sugar daddy.”
“Not yet, but this is how it starts. Now here’s what you need to do. You don’t want to start with making demands, you want them to think it’s their decision to give you sugar. So you're just gonna make a suggestion .”
“A suggestion?” Tony said skeptically.
“Yeah, just mention something that you need and wait.”
“Wait? For what?”
“For him to offer it up on a silver platter,” Natasha said like it was obvious.
Tony bit his lip.
“I–I can’t do that.”
Natasha rolled her eyes.
“Okay fine, give me your phone.”
Natasha held out her hand expectantly, and Tony hesitantly handed it over.
“You better not ask him for sex toys or anything like that.”
“Oh no, it’s definitely too early for that. You’re not a sex worker. You need to establish an expectation for receiving sugar before you start offering any sugar in return.”
Tony blushed at the implication, watching anxiously as she pulled up his messages and sent Bucky a message that honestly sounded like something he would say.
Fuck, I hate working. Finally home now but I’m starving and I don't wanna make any food
Within a minute Bucky’s response came through.
You want me to pay for some food to be delivered? You can use my delivery app, just lemme know what you want
Tony's heart raced at the way his Alpha so easily offered to buy him food.
He wants to provide for him, and while that wasn't necessarily new—Bucky had paid his last two phone bills—it was still a shock.
"Gimme the phone," Tony demanded.
Natasha rolled her eyes but handed it over.
Tony was dialing Bucky's number before he knew what he was doing, chewing on his lip anxiously at the first ring, but it didn't ring a second time.
"Tony?"
"Alpha," Tony whimpered.
"Hey, sweetheart, you okay?" Bucky asked softly. "You need help choosing something to eat, sweet thing?"
Tony's cheeks flushed.
He was aware that Natasha was watching him, but he couldn't bring himself to care. His world had narrowed down to the sound of his Alpha's voice in his ear.
"Please?"
"Yeah, okay, baby. You said you've never tried Shawarma before, right? Why don't I order you some? I know a great place."
Tony nodded.
"Tony?"
Tony realized that Bucky couldn't see him and blushed harder.
"Y–Yes, please, Alpha," Tony rushed to say.
Bucky chuckled over the line.
"Yeah, okay. Just hang tight, baby. You wanna stay on the line while I order for you?"
"Yes, please, Alpha," Tony repeated.
Bucky rumbled approvingly at the immediate response.
"Good boy."
Tony could hear some faint noises in the background, but it wasn't until Bucky switched to speaker that he was able to make out what was being said.
"You're on speaker now, baby," Bucky said to Tony but his next words definitely weren't meant for him. "Hey, baby, what's that Shawarma place you love so much?"
"The Shawarma Palace?"
"Yeah, that one."
Natasha's eyes widened.
"Who's that?" she hissed in his ear.
"His husband."
"His husband? Oh my god, Tony! How scandalous!" she said in a way that made it clear she approved.
Two of Natasha's Alphas were married, thank god to each other, but she had started dating Pepper before she started dating Rhodey and became their Omega.
Natasha also had an English Alpha that she sent nudes to in exchange for sugar. She is one hundred percent the reason that Tony had ended up on a dating app looking for an Alpha.
It hadn't been a Sugar Daddy app, specifically, because Natasha said the Alphas on those apps were pretty creepy and pushy.
No, Natasha had told him to find an unsuspecting Alpha to turn into a Sugar Daddy.
Tony had promptly ignored that particular advice, but somehow, he'd ended up here anyway.
"Shh," Tony hissed, blushing a deep shade of red when Bucky chuckled.
"Is your friend hungry, too?" Bucky asked, and Tony just blushed harder at the implication that he had heard them.
"Oh, I'm definitely hungry, Alpha," Natasha said.
Tony growled softly at her, narrowing his eyes and earning a snicker in response.
"I'll get enough for two then," Bucky said easily.
Tony chewed on his lip anxiously while Bucky finished up the order.
"Alright, baby, it should be there in forty minutes. Is that gonna be too long of a wait?"
"N–No, that's, um, that's fine. Thank you, Alpha."
"Anytime, sweet thing."
"Um, Bucky?" Tony said hesitantly.
"What's up, doll? You need anything else?"
"No, I just—I'm sorry that I interrupted your dinner. I shouldn't have just called like that."
"Don't worry about it, Tony," Bucky said softly. "I'm glad you called."
Tony was blushing bright red when he hung up, and he grabbed a pillow to smack Natasha again before hugging it to his chest.
Natasha just rolled her eyes.
"You're welcome," she snarked.
Tony glared at her.
"I hate you," he grumbled. "I can't believe you just made me do that."
"You'll be thanking me when food arrives. And I have officially given you the shove you needed to take your Sugar Daddy relationship to the next level. I take payment in the form of free food and shopping sprees."
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It was later that night when Tony was full and laying in bed that he found himself glancing at the clock and wondering if he should call Bucky again. It was barely ten, so he figured he could probably get away with it.
He just wanted to thank him for the food, and maybe he wanted to hear his voice again because he was fucking lost on the Alpha he’d only seen in photos.
His heart jumped when Bucky picked up.
"Daddy!" Tony heard over the line, but it definitely wasn't Bucky, and Tony came to the horrifying and arousing realization that he was definitely interrupting something.
And fuck, Daddy?
Tony had only ever dreamed that Bucky might like being called Daddy. He hadn’t wanted to get his hopes up, but if Steve was calling him that…
Maybe Tony could get away with it too?
He wasn’t sure he had the guts to do it, though.
"Shh, hold on, Stevie. Lemme see what Tony wants, then Daddy will help you."
Tony shivered at the tone of Bucky's voice, firm but deep with arousal.
He had never heard Bucky sound quite like that, though his voice had dipped low with arousal a couple of times while they were talking.
"Oh, fuck, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt—" Tony started to apologize, scrambling to end the call.
"Tony, don't you dare hang up," Bucky growled, making Tony freeze.
"Alpha?" Tony whimpered, confused.
"Sorry, baby, didn't mean to growl at ya. Just—don't hang up on me, okay? Tell me why you called, little one."
"Just, um, just wanted to talk, but it's not important."
Bucky hummed.
"Tony, I'm gonna suggest something, but it's not an order, okay? I'm not trying to pressure you into nothin' or make you uncomfortable, so you can say no if it's too much."
Tony's heart rate picked up and he bit his lip.
"Okay," he breathed out.
"How would you feel about staying on the line while I take care of Steve?"
Tony sucked in a breath.
"Does–Does Steve want me to?"
"What do you think, Stevie? You want to let a tiny little Omega here you beg like the slutty little boy you are, so fucking desperate for your daddy?"
Tony's eyes fluttered shut and his dick twitched in his pants.
Oh fuck, he definitely wanted that.
Steve seemed to agree because he whined so pretty and begged so sweet, and Tony felt wet and slick between his thighs.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” Tony breathed out. “Fuck, Alpha, I wanna listen.”
Tony could hear the grin in Bucky’s voice.
“Good boy, now you listen well, okay, baby? I want you to hear every sound we make.”
Tony whimpered, clutching at his phone.
“Yes, Alpha.”
“Good, but Tony?”
“What?”
“Don’t touch yourself.”
Tony bit back a whine, rolling onto his back and staring up at the ceiling because this was gonna be the most delicious fucking hell ever.
“Yes, Alpha, I’ll be good for you,” Tony promised.
“I know you will, little one. You’re always so good for me.”
Bucky said that as though they had ever done anything like this before, but they definitely hadn’t.
Tony listened to them, to Steve’s whines and whimpers, and Bucky's grunted curses and his dirty mouth—fuck, the things his Alpha said were filthy enough to make a whore blush. Or maybe Tony just felt that way because he was still a virgin.
He was well acquainted with both his hand and toys—not that that did him much good now. Being unable to touch himself was both delicious and torturous. He had one hand clenched so tight around his phone that his knuckles were white, and his other hand gripping at the sheets to avoid the temptation to touch .
“You being good for me?” Bucky asked and it took Tony a moment to realize he was talking to him.
“Oh, fuck, Alpha, being so good for you. Wanna touch so bad, but m’not gonna.”
Bucky groaned.
“That’s my good boy. Go ahead and grab ahold of your cock, baby.”
Tony whimpered when his hand wrapped around himself, but he didn’t move, waiting for further instructions because he was a good boy and he wanted to be so fucking good for his Alpha.
“Can you hear the sound of me fucking Stevie? You hear the slick slide as I fuck into him, the little gasps and whimpers he makes when I fill him up?”
Tony bit his lip, whining.
“Answer me, baby.”
“Yes! Fuck, yes, I do, Alpha!”
“Good, I want you to stroke yourself, and try to time it so you’re going at the same pace as I am, and I want your hand to rub over your tip every time I bottom out. You hear me?”
Tony’s eyes fluttered shut and he moaned, squeezing his cock.
“Fuck, I hear you, Alpha. I understand.”
“Okay, we’re gonna take it nice and slow, baby. Start you off with something easy, make sure you know what you’re doing. That sound good, doll?”
Even through his haze of lust Tony’s heart swelled at the way that his Alpha was taking care of him, being so good to him.
“Thank you, Alpha, wanna be good for you.”
“I know you do, little one. A good daddy never sets their little boy up for failure, gotta make sure you can succeed, make sure you can be good for me. Always gonna help you like that, baby, okay? Always gonna give you a fair chance to be good.”
Tony whimpered, his hand twitching on his cock.
“Please, Alpha!” he begged.
Bucky chuckled, and Tony could tell the moment that he put the phone back on speaker because Steve’s whining and begging got louder, and then there was some shuffling before Steve’s voice became crystal clear.
Tony knew that meant that the phone was right by Steve’s head.
“Shh, you’re alright, Stevie. Just hold on for me, baby. Daddy’s gotta walk the baby through this, but don’t you worry, Daddy’s gonna take good care of you. Always gonna take good care of my little boys.”
Tony shivered when Bucky referred to him as the baby, and he whimpered, cursing when the phone slipped from his grasp.
“Go ahead and put your phone on speaker, baby. That way all you gotta do is focus on my voice and following my instructions,” Bucky instructed.
Tony blushed when he realized that Bucky had heard him fumble with his phone, but he didn’t hesitate to do as he was told.
“Yes, Alpha,” Tony mumbled.
“You on speaker now?”
“Mm, yeah, on speaker now, Alpha,” Tony said, his fingers flexing around his shaft and making him hiss.
“Good boy, now keep a hold of your cock, but don’t stroke yourself until I tell you to, got it?”
“Yes, Alpha.”
“Alright, baby, I’m gonna guide you through the first couple of times, okay?”
Tony bit his lip.
“Please, Alpha.”
“You hear that, baby?”
Tony whimpered as he listened to the wet sound of Steve’s sloppy ass.
He could only imagine how wet he was, how fucking gorgeous he looked, his ass a greedy fucking mess, loose and open and squelching around Bucky’s cock, dripping lube, thighs slick and skin sweaty as he got fucked good.
“Hear it, Alpha,” Tony managed to get out.
“Good, that’s the sound of me sliding out of Steve, not all the way, though, never wanna pull out, not when his cunt is begging for it. Fucking tease, love your slutty little ass, Stevie.”
Steve and Tony both whined over the filth, and Bucky chuckled.
“When I pull back that’s your downstroke, baby, got it?”
“Yes, Alpha.”
“Good, so you go ahead and stroke down to your base, nice and firm for me, baby.”
Tony moaned, high and whiny, as he obeyed, fisting over his cock and resisting the urge to just start jerking off until he was spilling over.
He was close, he just knew it. It wouldn’t take much to get him there.
“Good boy, now I'm gonna push back in and I want you to follow me. That’s gonna be your upstroke, but don’t forget to flick your wrist over your head when you reach the top, got it?”
“Yes, Alpha,” Tony mumbled, breathing heavily and listening as Bucky pushed back in, his hand stroking up his cock and a whine escaping his throat when he teased his tip.
“There you go, you sound so pretty, baby. Now you follow along, and if you lose your rhythm then you tell me, and I’ll get you back on track.”
Tony did lose his rhythm a few times, but Bucky was always so patient and so very sweet with him, and all it took was his Alpha's permission to push him over the edge.
He could vaguely hear Bucky grunting through his own release as his high washed over him, crashing over him like a wave and knocking him on his ass with the force.
He also registered the sound of a slick hand jerking off Steve before he was crying out for his daddy and joining them in bliss and the deliciously intense post-orgasmic high that had taken them all over.
Tony's mind was drifting, his body tingling as he listened to the sound of Bucky's voice, rumbling out praise and soft words to Steve.
"You still with me, sweet thing?" Bucky asked, and Tony could tell he wasn't on speaker anymore.
"With you, Alpha," Tony mumbled.
"Yeah? You feeling good, little one?"
"Mm, feels s'good."
"Good, that's good, baby. You were such a good boy, Tony, coming so sweetly for your Alpha. Wish I could have been there to see you, to touch you."
Tony whimpered, practically sobbing because he wanted that so badly.
"Shh, it's okay, baby boy. Soon, okay? We'll meet up soon. Right now, it's late, though, too late for good little boys to be up. So why don't you shut your eyes and go to sleep?"
"Yes, Alpha," Tony said, pouting because he didn't want to go to bed all alone.
"Good boy, baby. I'll call you in the morning, okay?"
Tony nodded, not happy about saying goodbye.
"Yeah, okay. Night, Alpha."
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