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buckys-wintersoldier · 2 months
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Alpha and Omega | Steve Rogers
Pairing -> Alpha!Steve Rogers x Omega!Female!Reader
Summary -> You give your Alpha the first taste of your talented tongue.
Warnings -> Minors DNI, 18+, Smut, A/B/O-Dynamics, wax play, nipple play, oral (male!receiving), deep throating, bit of praises, sub/dom-dynamics
Wordcount -> 1k.
A/N -> This is written for the “Blind-Date Writing Challenge” hosted by @targaryenvampireslayer. I got the prompt “No one’s ever touched me like this, fuck” and “A/B/O. Divider made by @firefly-graphics. My requests are open, feel free to send and ask or join my 1k-Followers special.
Prompt -> AFG Fluff Bingo | G2 | BDSM | @anyfandomfluffbingo | Fandom-Free Bingo: Frosty Edition | I1 | Nipple play | @fandom-free-bingo | Bingo of your own | G1 | Wax play | @thebo3bingo
Masterlist | AFG Fluff Bingo | Fandom-Free Bingo | Bingo of your own | Steve Rogers Masterlist
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When your parents told you the first time about the system of alphas and omegas, you weren't really happy with it. Being submissive wasn’t something you wanted to be, but in just a short time, you understood that you had to be the way your Alpha wanted you to be.
Luckily, you found an Alpha who accepts your bratty side, who loves that side, and who doesn’t want to dominate you every time. Just in bed, in bed, you’re his little omega, his little cock slut, and nothing more.
“Mhm, like it?” Steve asks and looks at the wax dripping from the candle onto your stomach.
You nod your head, looking at him, before your gaze wanders to your stomach. Some of the wax is already hard and stuck to your skin; your stomach is slightly burning, but you don’t want your Alpha to stop with the dripping wax.
Your arms and legs are tied to the bed. Steve kneels between your spread legs, his one hand on your thigh, while he looks at the wax on your body. Then he blows it out and places it next to the bed.
He leans down to kiss your breast, sucking at one of your nipples. He bites softly into the sensitive skin of your breast. Steve’s hands find their way to your breasts, playing with your nipples, twirling them, and squeezing them softly. The pleasant moans he gets are music for him, and he latches his lips to your other nipple.
It’s not the first time the two of you have had sex, but Steve always takes care of you and makes sure that you feel as much pleasure as he can give you.
“Steve, please,” you whimper, trying to get your hands out of the handcuffs. “Please, I want to make you feel good.”
The grin on Steve’s face widens when the words leave your lips. You arch your back, pressing your cunt against this body. His hand snaps from your thigh to your stomach, and he presses you down.
“Be a good girl for me; can you do this?” Steve asks and furrows his eyebrows while he looks into your eyes.
“Yes, but please let me make you feel good,” you say, pouting softly until he chuckles and nods.
“What are you thinking about, Omega?” he asks, leaning closer to your face and capturing yours with his for a short but passionate kiss.
When he lets go of you, you’re still not answering his question; you're just looking at him with a smirk on your lips. Your Alpha rolls his eyes playfully, inhaling deeply. His eyes darken when he smells the scent of lust in the air, something he adores.
With one movement, he frees your hand and helps you sit up. His dick is already rock-hard in his pants, and you smirk, moving your hand to his member and squeezing it through the fabric of his boxers.
“Don’t tease me; otherwise, I need to handcuff you, Omega,” he says sternly, his eyes meeting yours, and you whimper slightly.
“Put your boxers off, Alpha. Please,” you say, and follow his hands, which push the fabric down.
Steve then sits on his knees again; his hand is around your throat, and he presses you down again. His legs are on both sides of your upper body, and he has his other hand wrapped around his length, giving it a few strokes. The tip is leaking with pre-cum, and when he smears it along his dick, you already open your mouth.
“That’s what you want?” Steve asks, making sure you really want it.
He knows he could have full control, and you would have to obey. But when he met you the first time and you were willing to talk to him about your likes and dislikes, he fell head over heels in love with you. It’s an unwritten rule in your relationship that you can have as much control as you need to feel safe with him.
Steve lowers his body on yours, his dick not even an inch away from your lips. He holds the base of his member, tapping the tip of it against your lip.
“You’re sure, Omega?" he asks again. You're nodding your head.
Your Alpha smirks and pushes the tip of his dick into your mouth. Your tongue immediately twirls around his tip, and you taste his pre-cum. It’s the first time you take him into your mouth. Steve never puts pressure on you and gives you the time you need for every sexual thing you two are doing.
When you lick along the underside of his dick, he shoves it deeper into your mouth. Your fingers are searching for something to ground yourself, and you grip his thighs. Steve pushes his dick into your throat, making you gag around him, and tears are in your eyes when he hits the point in your throat. His hand slowly caresses your cheek, and he smiles softly.
“You’re so tight, but relax, babe. If you can’t, you know your safe word,” he tells you.
You shake your head slightly, then swallow and make Steve groan. He smiles and slowly moves his hips to slide his dick in and out of your mouth.
You use one of your hands to move them to his balls, kneading them in your hand. Steve groans and moves his hips faster, thrusting his dick deeper into your mouth.
“No one’s ever touched me like this, fuck,” he groans. You feel him twitching in your mouth. “I’m so close; can I cum in your mouth?”
You nod, and he pushes his dick into your mouth, groaning loudly. His cum flows down your throat; the white liquid tastes better than you thought, and you swallow everything of his cum when he pulls his dick out.
“You did so well for me, babe. Let me give you a reward for sucking my dick like a good girl,” he says with a smirk and places himself between your legs again.
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missacidburn928 · 4 months
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It's that time of year again. I wrote this beauty two years ago and it still is my most read fic on ao3. Need a distraction today? Give it a read or re-read.
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Best Served Hot
Family dinner at the compound for the rest of the team to formally meet you. After an encounter with Thor, Bucky decides to make sure that every alpha in the room has no doubt who you belong to. You find out some interesting information about your Alpha and one Steven Grants Rogers that leads the night down a surprising path.
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Mrs Barnes-Rogers Writes Masterlist
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A Second Chance Is A Better Chance
Marvel AU
Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader; Alpha Steve Rogers x Omega reader; Alpha Steve Rogers x Omega Witch reader; eventual Alpha Steve Rogers x Omega witch reader x ?
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Summary: Rejected by your true mate at 21, you’ve given up on the Fates and the Moon Goddesses giving you a second chance. Being a Roamer for the last 9 years, you’re an Omega hardened by the world. You’re safe on your own because of your witchcraft, but it doesn’t stop Alphas and plenty of others sniffing around, especially when you’re an unmated Omega witch, who’s wolf also happens to be white, the rarest kind. You don’t need anyone, but why do you keep coming back to Brookville and why do you keep walking into trouble and helping people that you don’t know but for some strange reason feel like family. And where is that smell of apple pie coming from?
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Marvel AU
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader x Steve Rogers
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“Never tell Natasha Romanoff she was right” - Clint Barton
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Marvel AU
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader x Steve Rogers
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Summary: 18 months ago you were a mess but with the help of your close friends you start to rebuild your life. Your soul friendships maybe chaotic but they're your family, just as you're theirs. With one of them about to have a baby, you and your misfit friends are here to visit. But will you stay? And what will the small town think of you having two soulmates and why do you keep finding yourself in the same place as a bunch of hot bikers.
"Sometimes families are assholes, sometimes your soul connections mean far more than family ever can. Sometimes your soul family is the only family you need." - Nurse Maggie
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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year
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Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.
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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.
೫˚🖤❀ *ૢ🥀೫˚🌑
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— lumberjack! alpha! steve rogers x omega! reader
summary || When Steve saves you in the middle of a snow storm, he doesn’t expect to meet such a witty, quirky and beautiful omega. He also doesn’t expect to fall head over heels in love you. Though he doesn’t know much about you, especially the secrets you carry in your trunk.
warnings || dub con (due to heats). unprotected sex. alpha/omega dynamics. knotting. details of murder (no body no crime lmaoo). mentions of assault. breakdown. lots of sexual tension. horny thots. SMUT. ANGST. FLUFF. (the holy trinity). DARK THEMES — MINORS DNI 🔞 if any of this makes you uncomfortable then please do not read!
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I know I have rushed this, but I didn’t want to leave y’all hanging. I had more planned, but I can’t find the inspiration to write the elaborate story anymore and I hope you understand this. So this is the end of this story and I hope y’all like this!!
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Steve curled into his comforter as he woke up from his sleep to a sweet scent permeating the room. He sniffed as his eyes blinked open and it took him a moment to realise the potential origin of the scent. You.
He sat up straight on his bed and furrowed his brows in confusion. Why was your scent so strong? Were you okay? Just then, he heard a pained little moan come from the other room.
His worry turned to panic and he pushed his duvet aside as he rushed out. Your sweet aroma hit him like a brick wall when he opened the door. But the instant he saw the state you were in, he stood still and the realisation dawned upon him.
You were in heat.
“Alpha!” You mewled when you saw Steve come over. You pushed aside the blanket which you had pressed to your face as the alpha’s scent slowly mingled with yours in the room.
You could feel his gaze travelled down your body and the coherent part of your brain seized up with shame as he eyes locked at your fingers pumping into your dripping pussy.
You had woken up in heat and the desperation had made you fuck yourself with your fingers. Though it wasn’t enough. You needed your alpha. He was here now. And you knew he’d make it better.
“Alpha..!” You once again moaned in a broken voice. “Fuck!” Steve growled. But that seemed to push you both out of your trance and he cleared his throat as he turned away and you quickly covered yourself with the blanket.
“Steve.. I..” it was difficult to think straight, but you had to. You wiped off your slick soaked hand and winced as he clenched his jaw. Steve looked back at you, but he didn’t seem angry.
“I.. I could go out.” He said sheepishly. Your jaw fell open at his unexpected reply. He didn’t go insane with lust after seeing you in heat, instead he was asking if you wanted privacy.
Steve truly was one in a million… No, he was the only one.
“No. Stay.” The words slipped out before you could really think about it. His blue eyes were piercing you with their heavy gaze and you felt yourself get enthralled. “What?” He spoke softly.
“You could…” you felt your face heat up before you could speak further. “You could help me.. only if you want to… it’s just… it feels too much to be alone.” You coyly replied. You looked on with expectant eyes as you waited for his reply.
He chewed on his lip as he thought and you couldn’t help but think just how plump his lips were. How broad his shoulders were and how thick his arms were and his veiny his fingers were.
Steve still didn’t reply and you feared you’d said the wrong thing. “I didn’t do this on purpose I swear… the last few days were… hectic and I didn’t know…” you nearly had tears in your eyes. “I’m sorry.” You mumbled.
“Please don’t be sorry. It’s not your fault. I just… I just don’t wanna take your advantage.” If you didn’t have before, you definitely had heart eyes for him now. His fist was clenched and you could see he was restraining himself.
“You won’t be taking advantage. I want this. I want you.” His nostrils flared when you said this and he shook his head as if to clear it. By controlling himself, Steve was really changing your perception and you were suddenly glad you’d met him and not some asshole.
“Pleasseee….” You whimpered as another cramp whacked your body and you curled upon yourself. You breathed hard as you calmed down a little, but instantly squealed when Steve picked you up.
“I’ll help you out.” He whispered into your hair and a relief you hadn’t felt before spread through your body. You clung to Steve as your brain sang, alpha is so strong.
You inadvertently moaned out when he deposited you on the bed as it was much softer than the couch. Wrapped between the covers, you were drowning in the scent of Steve and your hindbrain was preening in it.
“Are you sure?” He asked again and you enthusiastically nodded. You stared with wide eyes as he stripped his layers of clothes. You knew he was handsome, but damn, that body was a masterpiece.
Taking the hint, you got up on your knees on the bed and began removing your clothes. Steve’s eyes zeroed down on your breasts and you could feel the taut tension as he was still restraining himself.
He sucked in a sharp breath before laying down besides you. And before you could argue further, he held your lips and pulled you up such that you straddled him. “Steve…” his name sounded like a prayer on your lips.
“Go on.” He groaned out. And honestly, you didn’t have much patience left in you. A low moan escaped your lips when you touched his hot cock. It was thick and even bigger than the average alpha.
Drops of precum had collected over the head and you rubbed your thumb in it before dragging down the moisture below. Steve closed his eyes tight shut and curled his fingers in the mattress to the point you thought it’d tear.
You had already stretched yourself out on your fingers. You rubbed your wet pussy over his twitching cock and you both moaned at the friction. “Oh fuck!” Steve groaned as you sank down on his cock.
He still didn’t touch you, but instead he looked at you as if he was enchanted. You bit your lip as you tried to stuff his thick length into you. You couldn’t take all of him in a single stroke, so you slowly thrusted down until he was nestled deep within you.
You kept your hands on his wide chest and you whined with effort as started riding him. You were feeling so full, that the feeling was indescribable. And the only thing you wanted was, more.
Sweat covered your bodies as your fucked yourself over his cock. “Oh Steve!” He grunted from below you and the sound was like music to your ears. “Yeah… just like that.” He growled as you grinded down on him.
No matter what you did though, it wasn’t enough, you needed more. You needed intimacy and warmth that Steve was refusing you. “Steve please! Please touch me!” You moaned.
Steve shook his head adamantly. You knew what he was doing, he was letting you take your pleasure from him while he controlled himself, but you didn’t want that.
“Alpha please!”
Steve’s eyes snapped open and something integral changed within. He flipped you quickly on your back and you let out a squeal. His warmth covered your body as his arms barricaded your sides.
His lips descended upon yours and you eagerly kissed each other. His scent was surprisingly comforting and you never wanted to leave his embrace.
He held you tightly as he began fucking into you and your eyes rolled back. The omega in you preened at the alpha taking the control. The room was filled with squelching noises and your combined moans.
His face looked utterly beautiful scrunching up with concentration. His eyes were intent on you as he gauzed your reaction; his blue orbs brewing up a storm. Your eyes dropped down to his lips which were wet from just kissing him.
His thrusts were hard and unrelenting, nearly animalistic. Your body writhed beneath him as he nailed your special spot perfectly. You were in heaven when you felt his knot form, stretching your walls.
You threw your head back and Steve took the chance to bury his head in the crook of your neck. He lewdly mouthed at the base of your neck where you were the most sensitive and it felt as if he’d zapped you with electricity.
You felt his knot grow within you and lock you two together in a perfect fit. You back arched as you came hard and you nearly saw stars behind your vision. He was still giving short aborted thrusts as you felt his hot seed fill you up.
A faint droopy smile spread across your lips as you were satisfied. You circled your arms around Steve’s broad chest as you couldn’t fathom the thought of being away from him for even a second. Surrounded in the warmth of your alpha, you drifted into deep sleep.
~~~
You nuzzled the pillows which carried Steve’s scent as you blinked your eyes open. Dim sunlight was seeping through the clear windows and landing on the bed, warming it up through the heavy snowfall.
“Good morning!” You sleepily mumbled when you saw Steve sitting on a stood besides the bed. You frowned when he didn’t reply and rubbed off your eyes. His jaw was clenched tight and the look on his face wasn’t soft, he looked angry.
You got up on the bed and covered your nakedness with the blankets. Before you could ask further, your eyes widened at the sight of a knife in his hands. You flinched back and quickly crawled on the other side of the bed.
“Holy fuck Steve! I knew it! I knew I shouldn’t have trusted you. You’re a killer and I was ri….” His eyes snapped to you and gulped the rest of your words at the burning intensity. “Drop the act.” You could feel his anger in his soured scent.
“Huh?” Your eyes frantically searched the room for any sharp object to defend yourself. “I said drop this act. You don’t have to pretend anymore, I know. Thank goodness I got up before you, or who knows? You would’ve killed me in my sleep.”
“Wha… what are you talking about?” You curled yourself into a ball, afraid of what was to come next. He scoffed dryly, “You sold your act well. I mean all this drama of being afraid that I might hurt you, when you yourself are out there murdering people. You truly fooled me there.”
“Steve please…” Tears prickled your eyes and a heavy feeling permeated in your chest at Steve’s words. “Enough!” He growled. “You have a dead body in your car, stop acting so fucking innocent!” All your fears came true and you couldn’t stop the sob that slipped past your lips.
“Please just listen to me…” you wailed, but it fell on deaf ears. “I don’t want to listen to your pathetic excuses. What if you manipulate me again?” Your sadness suddenly turned into cold anger. Why wasn’t he giving you a chance. “STEVE STOP!”
He flinched at your suddenly raised voice and you stopped cowering. “At least give me a chance to explain myself!” Steve looked out of the window as to compose himself before looking back at you. “Okay go on.” He sounded utterly dismissive.
“Have you called the police?” That was the first question that came into your mind. “That is your explanation?” He raised his eyebrow and you shook your head. “Just answer me goddamnit.”
“Yes.” His voice broke and he sounded unsure. “Don’t lie Steve. Please tell me, have you already called the police?” He considered for a minute before shaking his head into a no. Relief spread through your veins and you sighed. “Thank you!”
You gulped before continuing further as he waited expectantly. “It’s not what it looks like. I mean I do have a body in my car, but.. I’m not a murderer.” You said it more for yourself than him.
“His name is Brock and he is… was a good for nothing idiot who bullies people. I had arranged a Christmas party in my house, and everyone from my job and neighbourhood came.”
You breathed in before speaking up. “I didn’t invite him, but he attended anyway and I didn’t have it in me to stop him. I was an idiot to let him inside in the first place. After the party was over, everyone went their way, everyone except him.”
The tears started again, and you saw Steve get up to comfort you before deciding otherwise. “He just began saying how much he… he wanted to claim me. I didn’t even have an idea that he liked me.” You tried rubbing off your tears but it was useless as they just kept flowing.
“It was too late and everyone had gone away and I couldn’t even scream for help. He began chasing me through my house and I… I ran upstairs for my phone to call the cops.” Just remembering the next part made you break down into sobs.
You jerked when you felt a hand on your back, but you felt better when you realised it was Steve. You wanted to blame it on your instincts, but you knew it was solely you, when you buried your face into the crook of his neck and inhaled his scent.
Steve gave you comfort like no other and you were too last caring anymore of what he thought of your actions as you nuzzled him. “He followed me… and.. and he caught me too. He was about to bite,.. but I.. I hit him with a vase and pushed him down the stairs.”
Vivid memories coloured your brain as you remembered everything, scene by scene. “And he just… stopped moving. I checked on him and he wasn’t breathing…. He was dead…. I killed him.. Steve! I killed him!”
You didn’t even realise that Steve was cooing at you while reassuringly rubbing your back. You were lost in the feeling you’d first felt when you had realised Rumlow was dead, by your hands.
“Shhh… it’s okay. Calm down, sweetheart. Calm down for me.” You couldn’t tell for how much longer you cuddled Steve, but you slowly parted yourself as you came back to your senses a little. Steve rubbed off your tear tracks and took in your swollen face.
“Maybe you’re right. You shouldn’t trust me Steve, call the cops and tell them. I’ll confess and you can….” Before you could speak further, Steve pressed a finger to your lips to shush you. “We aren’t doing anything like that.”
“Just tell me where is his phone?” You stared at him owlishly as he spoke. You pointed your eyes down at his finger still pressing on your lip a faint smile covered his lips as he withdrew his finger.
“In a lake.” You had thrown his phone far away from your house, while on your way here. “And where’s your phone?” Steve didn’t seem as angry as before, instead he looked determined, and you didn’t know what did. “In my house.”
“Good girl. You can’t have the police tracking down your phones.” A quizzical look crossed your face, “Are you trying to help me?” Steve’s answer was just a word, yet it made you glad. “Yes.”
“Really?” You couldn’t believe your luck. “Yeah… I’m sorry I made assumptions. I just woke up early, and the snow’s mellowed down a little so I thought of checking up on your car and I found it… honestly, scared the shit out of me.” He giggled a little.
“I’m not a killer, Steve. I swear.” You looked down dejectedly and realised you were still naked and sitting on his lap. “I know. Because if you were, you would’ve killed me last light when I was balls deep in you.”
“Umm… Steve, can I wear clothes?” You muttered in a low voice. Even he forgotten that in all this mess and allowed you the courtesy. He waited outside while you freshened up and you gasped when you went outside as he was sitting on the sofa was an ace and a shovel.
“What else have you done to cover up your tracks? We need to use all our brain to get you out of this, we can’t do this shit half assed.” Steve somehow looked more determined than you.
“Well, I have covered as much as I could. Like I parked his bike back at his house and cleaned up the blood stains in my house. Also I don’t think there’s a single person who would miss him and file a complaint in the first place, but still.”
Steve nodded thoughtfully, “So now only the body’s left.”
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“Are you sure?” You screamed so that Steve could hear you over the whipping wind. The storm didn’t seem like it was going on anytime soon and you held Steve’s jacket close to yourself.
“I’ve lived here long enough to know this is the perfect plan.” He responded as he dug out his shovel from his truck. You had put Rumlow’s body in this truck and Steve had driven you over here.
“Please be careful!” You shouted and Steve gave a mock solute. You could see the ice was thin where he was standing over a frozen river, while you stood safely on a land. He raised the shovel and you could hear the ice crack under it.
You nervously chewed your lip as Steve came back up while a sizeable hole was creating on the sheet of ice. The water beneath was fast, much faster than you would’ve expected.
“Come on.” He grunted and you followed as you two picked up Brock’s body. You took one last look at his face before depositing him through the hole in the ice. You saw the way he was carried away rapidly by the currents.
“Whoever finds him will think he fell down the ice by himself. And they don’t give much attention to such cases here.” Steve stated matter of factly as you two walked back to his truck.
“Thank you. And I can’t stress this enough, thank you Steve. I just don’t know what I would’ve done if you would’ve called the police. I was so panicked that day, I drove straight here without a thought.”
Steve held you by your shoulders and you looked up into his eyes. “It’s okay. It wasn’t your fault.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead and you hugged him tightly.
Your sweet moment was ruined by a shining flashlight. You stood stock still as you looked up and saw a police car and a man waving the flashlight towards you. This was a trap,.. Steve had already reported you,.. you shouldn’t have trusted him…
“Calm down. I’ll handle this.” Steve whispered in your ear. “Hey bodecker!” He shouted out to the officer. “Oh hey Steve!” The officer waved back and walked closer to you two. You were shaking like a leaf and hid behind Steve to hide your fear.
“You got yourself a ‘mega?” Bodecker shamelessly asked. This time, Steve moved in front of you out of possessiveness. “Yeah. Came over for the holidays. Was just showing her the scenery.”
“Ay, there’s not much during winter. Should come during the spring darlin’” he lewdly replied and you felt Steve go stiff. “I could show ya some good spots too.” He said as he tugged on his belt.
Steve gave a warning growl and it was enough for bodecker to understand that the alpha wasn’t having it. “Calm down big boy. I was just teasing. Anyway, you enjoy ya time here,.. just not too much or you’d freeze ya balls.” He laughed as he went back to his cruiser.
With a drawn out wave he drove away and you finally let yourself breathe again. “I can’t believe our luck. If just minutes before he had come, we would’ve been caught.” You said with evident disbelief.
“Hmm. I’m sorry he’s such an asshole. He’s the sheriff though, so can’t really do much against him.” You nodded in understanding. You rubbed your hands together as the cold began seeping through your clothes.
“So… umm, what are you gonna do now?” Steve asked awkwardly as you two sat in his truck. “Means?” He started the engine and the truck roared back. “Now that the body’s disposed.. what are you going to do? Are you gonna go back?”
“You’d let me?” You were surprised. You had honestly thought that Steve would want you to be with him as he helped you. “Why wouldn’t I?” He shrugged. “I just… I just thought that you’d make me stay.”
“Are you serious? After all this, that’s the impression you have of me?” He looked a little annoyed. “No Steve. Not like that. I mean what else would you want out of helping me?”
“I didn’t help you because I wanted you in return, I just helped you because I wanted to. I didn’t expect anything out of it, and you don’t owe me anything. Just helping you was enough for me…. But if you do stay, it’d make me happier.”
You looked at him with a wide smile for the first time. “You know what? Looking at the condition of my car, I have to stay for a few more days. We’ll decide the rest after that.” Steve hummed in agreement. “Yeah. A day at a time seems nice to me.”
You kept your hand on Steve’s free hand and just basked in his warmth. He was right, one day at a time, but deep down you knew that for as long as you had Steve, life would be good.
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Surprise, Surprise
AN: It took me a while @navybrat817 but I did something with this little thot you sent me back in June for my birthday. This serves as a follow- up to my kinktober fic Need you now.
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Relationship: Alpha! Nomad Steve x Omega! Reader
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CW: Angst, Attempted assault, Misogyny, Mild Violence, Fluff and Feels, implied sexy times.
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Steve leant forward, his weight shifting on to his arms as his hands lay flat against the control panel. It was just a reflex. Getting closer to the view screen wouldn’t change what it was saying, wouldn’t change the fact that he didn’t know where you were.
“I’ve gotta find her, Tony.”
“Chill your boots, Capsicle. She’ll be somewhere.”
Steve ground his teeth, biting back an angry retort.
“I haven’t seen or heard from her in months. She’s overdue her heat. Her apartment is all packed and cleared out. If she’s hurt, or in danger, I’ll never forgive myself.”
A firm hand came down on Steve’s shoulder.
“We’ll find your girl, Stevie. I’m sure Stark and I can put aside our differences long enough.”
There was a derisive snort from Tony’s workstation but Steve chose to ignore it.
“Thanks, Buck. I appreciate it.”
“It’s the least I could do, you know, considering that helping me is what got you into this in the first place.”
Steve gave Bucky a small smile.
“It wasn’t your fault, Buck. Blame the Accords.”
“But they’re rescinded now,” added Tony. “So now we’re a happy family once again, let’s find Cap’s errant Omega, shall we. Then Cyborg and I can go back to ignoring each other.”
Steve sighed and shook his head.
Where could you be?
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You made your way down the busy sidewalk, trying your best not to get jostled by everyone else who seemed to be going in the opposite direction. It was cold and dark out, and you had on your big winter coat, but just the act of going against the flow was getting you all hot and sweaty. You didn’t dare undo it though.
It had been 5 months since you’d last seen Steve, when your one word missive via text had brought him out of hiding for a brief few days during your heat. A few days in which you could forget that he was a wanted man on the run. A nomad. He’d just been Steve. Your mate. Your Alpha.
But it was getting hard now. His scent had almost completely faded from his shirt, the one you currently wore. You were desperate to have the vestiges of him on your skin, not only because you missed him, but for safety.
You may wear a mating scar on your neck, but you barely had any Alpha scent lingering on you, meaning that some Alphas, unmated ones, saw you as fair game. An abandoned mated Omega was just a single Omega in their eyes. You’d already suffered some harassment in the last few weeks, cat calls and the such like, but you needed to keep yourself safe.
You pressed on. It was only another couple of blocks until you got back to your shitty apartment. You missed your old one, but after Steve’s last visit, when clarity had hit you a few weeks later, you knew that for his and your safety you couldn’t stay there. You’d packed up only the most precious of your belongings and hit the road. 
Suddenly someone bumped into you with surprising force and you spun, your bags dropping to the ground, before you inelegantly joined them. You breathed a sigh of relief when you realised you’d landed on your backside. 
You were just reorientating yourself, a part of you frustrated by how everyone was just passing you by, when a shadow fell over you.
“Need a hand?”
You looked up, and saw two men standing over you. The one who’d spoken had his hand out.
You accepted, tentatively, and let out a small gasp as he easily hefted you to your feet. He smiled at you, but there was something off about it, the way it didn’t quite meet his eyes.
“You ought to be careful, omega. Being out here, in the dark, all on your lonesome.”
His friend thrust your belongings into your arms and you gripped them tightly so as not to spill them again. You were feeling uncomfortable and just wanted to get home.
“I’ll be okay. Thank you for stopping to help.” You made to step around them and carry on your way, but the pair shifted, caging you in against the side of the building behind you.
“Never a problem for a pretty omega.” His smile turned into a predatory grin and you tried to school your features and not let your discomfort show.
“Well, thank you again…” You took another step, but neither of them moved.
“We’re you going in such a hurry? Thought we could get to know each other better. Maybe you thank us properly.”
You steeled yourself for the inevitable confrontation and tried to nonchalantly catch the eye of a passer-by. Any passer-by.
“Look. I’m appreciative. But I’ve got to get home to my Alpha.” You tilted your head to show your mating scar, but the man just dropped his head slightly, and scented you. You couldn’t repress the full body shiver such an invasion of privacy the act elicited.
“The thing is, ‘mega, I see the scar, but you barely have any of your alpha scent on you. Makes me think you’ve been abandoned, sweet thing.”
You glared before trying to push your way between them.
“I don’t want any trouble.”
He grabbed your upper arm, jerking you to a halt.
“Then come with us nicely, and you won’t have any.”
“No. I’m not going with you. I owe you no other thanks than what I’ve given. And even if I didn’t have an alpha, which I do, I wouldn’t want to go anywhere with either of you.”
The grip on your arm tightened and you couldn’t stop the small cry of pain you let out.
“Ungrateful, omega bitch. Let’s see if you change your tune when you’ve got a knot in you.”
His friend took hold of your other arm and between them they started to haul you towards the mouth of an alley. You dropped your bags again so you’d have your hands free and dropped your weight to make it harder for them to move you. Also, it was now time to make a scene.
“Get off of me. Let me go, you creeps!” You shouted at the top of your lungs, squirming and twisting their grasp, but in the time you’d been interacting with them, the massive crowds that had been your bane earlier on had now disappeared. 
You turned your head and latched your teeth onto one of the hands holding you, feeling a burst of pride in your chest when you broke the skin and the man cried out. He dropped you as he let go, and you sank to the floor. Your joy was short-lived though when he back-handed you around the face, and you went dizzy from the force of it. Your vision was cloudy as they pulled you back up.
“Just think, sweetheart. We were willing to be nice. Could have made sure you enjoyed it, but now? Now it’s just for us.” He turned to his buddy. “When did omegas get so uppity? Was a time when as an alpha you just had to say jump and omegas would ask how high.”
Your panic was rising, along with the bile in your throat, but then you smelt it.
Smelt him. 
Your salvation. 
For a moment you thought your brain was playing tricks on you, but then your hindbrain started whining excitedly and you knew it was true.
“Let. Her. Go.”
A deep growl sounded from the street end of the alley, and your would-be assailants dropped you and turned at the sound. You caught yourself on your palms, scrapping them on the hard, filthy ground, but you didn’t care.
“Steve!” His blue eyes flicked over you, no doubt checking to see how much you’d been hurt, as he stalked forward towards the two men. 
“How dare you touch my mate. How dare you touch any omega like that.” His voice was unsettlingly calm and you saw the two men look towards each other, a silent conversation about fight or flight. They didn’t make their decision quickly enough though, because suddenly Steve was in front of them, knocking them out with one punch each, then walking past them, already forgotten, as he focused on you.
“Are you okay, baby?” His voice was full of trepidation as he scooped you up against his chest. You rubbed your face into the crook of his neck, covering your skin with his scent and allowing it to calm you.
“‘M okay, Steve. Just lost my stuff.”
You felt his chuckle rumble through your body.
“I’ll get you some more stuff, Omega. Let’s get you home.”
You allowed him to carry you, your fingers curled into the lapels of his brown suede jacket. You inhaled his scent deeply, and realised after a few minutes that you were purring. Steve pressed a kiss to the top of your head and you were sure you could hear him smile.
“Missed you too, sweetheart. Missed you too.”
You didn’t tell him where your apartment was, but you weren’t surprised that he knew. Of course he’d found out, otherwise he wouldn’t have been in this neighbourhood anyway. He let you back on your feet outside your door, and you were glad that you’d put your keys in your pocket and not your bag. You opened the door and walked through, flicking on the light and illuminating your meagre accommodation.
You could tell Steve wasn’t impressed. If the scent of his dissatisfaction wasn’t obvious enough, the way he went around the whole place, scoping out locks on all the windows would have let you know.
“Baby, why are you living here? Why did you leave your old apartment?”
You pulled your lower lip between your teeth. You couldn’t get away with not telling him, so sooner rather than later was obviously the best strategy. You walked up to him, wrapping your arms around his waist and hugging him. You still had your coat on, and with how much heat Steve pumped out, you were starting to sweat within a few seconds.
“I was scared, Steve. And I felt vulnerable. My mind was telling me that I had to go somewhere safe. Somewhere unknown. What if someone had followed you the last time you had visited. Then we…I wouldn’t be safe.”
“You’ve neer felt like that before, Omega. I’ve visited you for your heat there lots of times.”
Laughter bubbled up your throat, and you shook your head, a wry smile on your face.
“Yeah, but last time was sort of different.”
Steve looked down at you, confusion on his face, as you stepped away from him and unzipped your coat, pulling it off and tossing it aside. 
Your mate looked at you. 
Frozen still. 
Mouth agape. 
Then he dropped to his knees in front of you, wrapped his arm around your thickened waist and pressed his cheek to your swollen belly, which was barely covered by his worn black t-shirt. You let him have a moment, and just ran your fingers through his dirty blonde locks, humming gently and letting out a soothing scent.
When he pulled his face away and sat back on his heels he was looking up at you in awe. His eyes were red rimmed and you could see the tracks of a few silent tears on his pinked cheeks.
“You’re having my pup?”
You smiled at him and put out your hand to pull him up.
“Yes, silly. Although, I have a feeling it might be pups. Two.”
Steve stood, only to stagger a few feet to your worn sofa, before dropping down into it and pulling you with him to sit across his lap. One of his arms was around your back, supporting you, and the other lay across your stomach, long fingers splayed over your bump. He gave you a soft, lingering kiss, before pulling back and shaking his head, still in disbelief.
“You’re having my pups. Pups. You. Me.”
You couldn’t help but giggle at him, how shocked he was by it all.
“Well, that’s generally what happens when an Alpha and an Omega love each other very much and have a special cuddle…oww!”
You let out a cry as Steve playfully nipped at your neck, just above your mating scar, before running his tongue over it.
“Okay, just stop teasing me, baby. It’s a shock, alright? I knew it was a possibility, but I just didn’t think it would happen. Not yet.”
“Steve, it’s not like we were doing anything to prevent it.”
“I know, I know. It’s just…it’s just part of me thought it wouldn’t happen until we were properly together again.”
Your heart sunk in your chest, as he reminded you of the current state of your relationship.
Resting your head on his shoulder, you resumed toying with the hair at the nape of his neck.
“When do you have to go?”
“Well, I was thinking that we’d stay here tonight, then pack you up and move you to the compound tomorrow.”
You sat back up with a start.
“What? Compound? What do you mean?”
“Well, now I’m back, I have a big apartment at the Compound, and if you’re there with me, then we can get you the best medical care and…”
You scrabbled off his lap, chest suddenly tight.
“Back? You’re back? When? How? I’m…oh my god, I can’t breathe.”
You sank to the floor, leaning over and dragging air into your lungs. Steve knelt down beside you rubbing your back, letting his scent flow in an effort to soothe you.
“My turn to shock you, ey, Omega?”
You nodded, still unable to speak and feeling a prickling in your eyes.
“I don’t know how you missed it, but the Accords were rescinded. I mean I still gotta have a long ass meeting with some high up folk, but I’m no longer a wanted man. Tony and I have even made tentative steps to get our friendship back on track. Brought Bucky back with me too.”
You threw your arms around his neck and pressed your lips to his, uncaring at the tears rolling down your face.
“You’re back, you’re back. Oh god. And I’m having your pups and I can move out of this shitty apartment. Pinch me, I’m dreaming.”
Steve chuckled, and then for the second time in as many hours scooped you up into his arms.
“How about you show me where you sleep in this awful place, and I’ll bite your neck instead, Omega…”
His words were almost a growl as he rubbed his face up against yours, and you felt heat suffuse your body.”
“I’d like that very much, Alpha…”
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prettyinpink350 · 4 months
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❄️Candy cane lane❄️
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(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)
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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 🫣😬
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The sings that got me in the holiday mood to write this 🤲💁‍♀️
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wiypt-writes · 9 months
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Rawhide
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Epilogue: Until The Cows Come Home
Summary: Five years post the final battle, Life at Avengers Ranch is pretty sweet
Warnings: Language, smut (NSFW) 18+
Pairing: Cowboy Alpha Steve Rogers x Omega Reader. Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction and classified as 18+. Please respect this and do not read if you are underage. I do not own any of the characters contained within this series bar the Reader and any other OCs that may or may not be mentioned. I do not give permission for this to be translated and/or reposted on any other platforms. Reblogs are fine: Sharing is caring.
By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer.
A/N: So here it is! The epilogue. I hope you enjoy. As of now, I have no plans really to continue but…perhaps if the muse strikes we might see a few one shots to follow up.
Rawhide Masterlist // Main Master-list
 Part 14
W/C: 5.4k
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“My grandad told me about a cowboy he knew, once. We’re going way back to the forties here. He rode into town and stopped at a saloon for a drink. Unfortunately, the locals always had a habit of picking on strangers, which he was. When he finished his drink, he found his horse had been stolen. He went back into the bar, pulled his gun, and fired a shot right into the air.”  Clint made a gun motion with his fingers and mimed the action.
“Way to make friends an influence people.” Pete rolled his eyes.
“Well, it was his horse, ya know, valuable commodities in those days. They still are.” Clint shrugged, “So, he goes back into the bar, kicking off, demanding to know which snake had taken his horse. No one answered, so he says that he’s gonna have one more beer, and if his horse ain’t back outside by the time he finished his drink, that he’s gonna ‘do what I dun in Texas, and I don’t like to have to do what I dun in Texas…’” Clint mimicked a southern accent and cleared his throat. “Some of the locals start shifting a little, ya know, nervous like. Anyway, true to his word, he has another beer, heads outside and his horse has been returned.”
“So, that’s it?” Bucky frowned, “that’s the point of this story?”
“Pretty much.” Clint shrugs, “he saddled up, and started to ride out of town. He hasn’t got more than a few yards though, when the bartender comes out and asks ‘say, partner, before you go…what happened in Texas?’ Dude tips his Stetson as he looks back and says, ‘I had to walk home’.”
There was a moment of silence, before the group groaned collectively, as Clint laughed. Bucky threw the crust of his sandwich at Clint’s head.
“That is the stupidest joke I’ve ever heard.”
Steve snorted, listening to the guys banter as he leaned back against the tree trunk, his hat pulled down over his face. It had been a busy few days, moving the herd back down to the summer pastures and getting ready to bale the hay and silage that would see them through the winter. But he wasn’t complaining. In fact, he hadn’t complained about much over the past 5 years or so.
 Well, bar Bucky being a persistent pain in his ass, but what else was new?
In the months that followed the battle, Fury had been appointed interim president of the WSC and had been permanently installed following a term of elections, for two terms running now. As such, the World Security Council had made good on its promise. Each state had their own elected representatives, and the divide which had separated red and blue states had been torn down.
 Of course, some states still held conservative views, but even in those areas things had gotten much better for Omegas. Because their basic human rights had been secured through the Omega Rights Act at a federal level, something they failed to do the first time round due to the WSC preferring the appeasement method. Now, violation of those rights was punishable by law, no matter where you were, although how much it was enforced was anyone’s guess and varied, again state to state.
It wasn’t perfect, but then again nothing was. And it had been met in some instances with violent opposition, but that had been quashed pretty quickly. Some had been in favour of a more gradual overhaul, suggesting that each state should be allowed to install their own laws around Alphas, Betas and Omegas, as a sort of half-way house with a view to eventually changing the overall attitudes of people.
But, as Tony said in his speech when he was elected as the Senator for Montana, “sometimes you gotta run before you can walk.”
Essentially, it was all that they could have hoped for, and whilst it wasn’t perfect, it was a damned site better than it had been. Steve's shield and suit, and indeed the rest of the Avengers’ weapons and kit remained untouched, gathering dust in the armoury. 
Things had even taken a turn for the better at the ranch. It was bringing in good money, both from the cattle and the sudden tourism boost, people flocking to see the battle grounds where the latest Civil War had taken place. This, in turn, had seen an expansion to the ‘Dude Ranch’. Although Steve hadn’t been particularly on board with that idea at first, he’d quickly been talked around.
As such, life for all the Avengers Ranch and everyone else in Stark Wood was good. In fact, life all round was good, but from a selfish point of view, the former was all Steve really gave a damned about now.
His mind strayed to you, and a soft smile spread across his face. Married now, you bore his name and his rings. More symbolic than anything, given the fact you were bonded beyond the normal ties of a bond anyway. But he’d wanted to show you exactly what you meant to him. Following his casual proposal, the night you’d returned home to the ranch, he’d done it properly a few weeks later. The pair of you had taken a ride up to the top of the hills and he’d gotten down on one knee at sunset, offering you his Mom’s ring. Which you’d tearfully accepted.
You’d married in the same place, the following summer, Thor overseeing the ceremony in his ordained state as Sheriff, and then you and your friends had partied long into the night in the huge tent on the grounds of the ranch.
Steve had kept good on his word too. Once he felt it was safe, the pair of you had gone to Texas where you’d visited your mama’s grave and told her you were okay, laying a bunch of her favourite wildflowers by her headstone. And then, you’d located Colin’s. Tactfully, Steve kept his distance there and allowed you to say a proper goodbye to your previous alpha. You’d told Colin (or at least you’d spoken to his modest headstone) all about your job at the ranch, how you worked shifts at the Vet clinic with Banner. You’d chuckled when you’d explained how you were still the one doing the books because your Alpha was just as bad at it as he had been…and you’d finished by thanking him for his sacrifice which meant you were alive today, and living the best possible life you could. Whether Steve believed in the afterlife or not, it had clearly made you feel better having said a proper goodbye, and who was he to deny you that?
He’d deny you nothing. He’d give you the moon and the stars in the sky to make you happy.
A boot kicking at the sole of his foot jerked Steve from his daydream, and he tipped his hat to look upwards.
“Ready to kick on?” Sam asked. 
“Yeah, yeah I am.” He smiled. With a groan, he pushed himself up and dusted down the seat of his well-worn wranglers before he mounted Star.
Together, the five men herded the longhorns down towards the pastures which surrounded the ranch, where the work would start over the next few weeks to tag the calves and conduct the health checks needed on the females. When the last one was in the correct pasture, Clint closed the gate with a click.
As they turned the final corner towards home, Steve couldn’t help the smile as he saw you in the riding arena. You leading Quin around, your Stetson sat on your head, a grin on your face as you walked. And upon Quin’s back sat a smaller figure, whose head was covered by a safety helmet.
Your daughter, Serenity Clara Rogers, known as Seren. It was a name chosen for its various meanings. In its full form her first name meant peaceful, which was what your lives had been since the battle and what you both hoped it would be for the rest of your lives. In its shortened, it translated as star, a small tribute to Steve’s emblem.
Her middle name was a payback to your Southern roots, and it meant bright and clear. And when it was all put together, it was exactly what she was to you both, a shining, bright star of peace and love and hope.
Getting Star up into a trot, and then a loping canter, he was pulling into the main grounds of the ranch a few minutes later.
“Daddy! Looks! I wides Quin!”
Steve grinned as he hopped off his horse and strode towards the paddock fence, looping the reins around the top rail. “I can see that!”
“Cans I has my own?”
Steve laughed, “you think you’re old enough?”
“I’m free!” A tiny handheld up three fingers as Steve faulted over the post and rails and strode towards you both.
“Hi, Cowboy.” You beamed as he kissed you softly.
“Hi, Doll.” His lips brushed yours before he turned to look at his daughter. She was much like you, same eyes, same hair, same attitude, and excitement to life. But, very much with the Rogers attitude and, funnily enough, his cheekbones and nose. 
“Good day?” 
“Yup, all cows present and correct. Did that new family check in?”
“Yeah, all good.” You nodded. “Oh, Banner called. He asked if I could cover the on call shift tonight at the surgery. Apparently Natasha has come down with that bug that’s going round, and he doesn’t want to leave her to take care of the baby Danny alone. Think they’re all still adjusting, ya know, after the adoption…”
“I think that’s okay, don’t you, Wren?” he playfully poked Seren’s tummy, speaking his nickname for her and she giggled.
“Cans we watch Toy Story? Wivs popcorns?”
“Toy Story? Again?” Steve groaned and Seren narrowed her eyes.
“I wikes it. Is my fave-rite.”
“Really, I’d never have guessed.”
Her Daddy’s sarcasm went right over Seren’s head, and you chuckled. “We got everyone coming for dinner tonight, baby, so you might not get chance.”
“After dinner?”
“We’ll see.” You smiled, “you ready to get down? I think Quin could do with a drink before we pop him out.”
“Otay…”Seren sighed, dramatically. She held her arms out and Steve reached up to pluck her out of the saddle. Her little arms wrapped around his neck as he kissed her cheek. “Daddy, your whiskers are scratchy!”
“Are they?” Steve frowned, before he rubbed his cheek against hers, causing her to squeal. Her hands pushed at his face as she giggled. With a laugh, Steve pulled back and she cupped his face, her fingers threading into his beard as she smushed his cheeks together.
“I wobes you, daddy bear.”
“I love you too, sweetheart. More than all the stars.”
Your heart swelled, the way it always did when you watched Steve with your daughter. She was the apple of his eye and he doted on her in all the right ways. He indulged her, let her be her own person, but wasn’t afraid to dish out the discipline when needed.
In contrast to Bucky, who pretty much let her get away with anything and everything.
Steve carried her out of the paddock, and you followed, leading Quin.
 “Unca Buck!” Seren squealed as she spotted her favourite uncle and she wriggled. Steve let her down and she took off towards him.
“Hey, Squirt!” Bucky grinned as he picked her up. “You had a good day?”
“Yips. Me and Mama took ‘Mando for a walk, dens we made lunch, and I rides!”
“yeah, I saw you on Quin. Bout time daddy got you a pony of your own, huh?”
“Dass what I saids!” Seren held her hands out to her side and Bucky laughed, ignoring the death stare Steve was shooting him.
“She might have a point, Alpha.” You smirked as you passed him by and tried not to chuckle as his head whipped towards you.
“huh?” he followed you into the barn. “Really? You think she’s old enough?”
“It’s not like she’ll be going on cattle drives.” You smiled as you undid the girth to Quin’s saddle. “But what harm can it do? A little pony or something she can love and cuddle. You’ve seen what she’s like with every animal she comes across.”
“Yeah, which is how we’ve ended up with a damned cat that lives in the house now and not the barn, much to Commando’s disgust.”
“Hey, Barney would have died otherwise…”
“And the guinea pigs? Were they on deaths door too when Bucky and Sam bought them for her?”
“Sparkle and Cookie live outside, well in Summer anyway…”
“The tank of goldfish?”
“She won one at a fair. Thor was right, it was mean to keep him in a bowl on his own. He needed friends.”
Steve scoffed and you snorted.
“Stop being a grouch.” You teased, “make the most of her being like this. Because give it ten, twelve years she’ll be out dating and chasing boys instead.”
“Over my dead body.” Steve glowered.
“You can’t fight her growing up.”
“No, but I can fight any punk that comes within a three mile radius of her.”
That made you laugh, as you placed Quin’s saddle on the rack. “Oh, Steve.” You turned towards him, stepping into his arms. He groaned, his face pressing into his neck.
“Stop it…”he whined. “I don’t want her to grow up, ever. Where’s our baby gone?”
“Okay, I’m sorry.” You kissed his cheek. 
“What time are you on call from?”
“Seven-ish.” you stroked the hair at the nape of his neck, which was a little damp with sweat. Not that you cared. “I might not be needed but, you never know.”
“Okay, so if we grill for dinner at sixish, you should be okay?”
“Counting on it.” you smiled, “sides and fixings are all ready.”
“You’re too good to me, to us.” He smiled, his lips pressing back to yours.
You hummed into the kiss, allowing him to pull you closer. The smell and feel of your Alpha, your soul mate, your husband washed over you as his strong arms wrapped around your back. You allowed yourself to get lost, giving into that Omega part of you that you now loved as much as Steve did. 
“Mama and Daddy is smoochin’!” A loud giggle came from behind you and Steve gave a small groan as he pulled away.
“Ewww!” Bucky wrinkled his nose, “do they smooch a lot?”
“Aaaallls da times!” Seren said, dramatically. “Unca Tony says mama wobes daddy’s animal maganatism…”
“I’m gonna kill Stark.” Steve muttered as you, and the rest of the gang laughed.
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As was customary post the cattle drives, you hosted the guys, plus their partners for dinner. Thor and Tony also joined you, along with his daughter, Morgan and Pepper who was sporting a pretty large bump as Baby Stark number 2 was very much about to make an appearance.
Morgan and Seren, separated in age by less than a year spent the spring evening playing in the garden, and by the time everyone was leaving they were both exhausted. Steve took this as a win as he didn’t have to sit there and watch Buzz and Woody for what felt like the hundredth time that week.
After bidding everyone goodbye, after clearing down the dishes and table, you headed off to take a call which had come through from the surgery.
Steve scooped his daughter up, “bedtime, baby.”
“I nots tired…” Seren protested, as she yawned and blinked hard.
“Sure…” Steve chuckled, “well let’s get you bathed and then we can discuss this, huh?”
Once bathed, dried and in her little set of cowgirl themed pajamas, Seren had given up the fight and was, indeed, half asleep. Steve tucked her into her little bed, chuckling as Commando took up his usual place on top of the comforter, by her side. Her little hand curled into his fur as she yawned.
“Story?”
“You bet.” Steve smiled, “which one tonight?”
“Spinderella.” She grinned. “I wikes dat one.”
“Spinderella it is…” Steve crossed the room to her bookshelf and then looked as you wandered into the room.
“I gotta go in.” You sighed, “one of Mr. Craft’s horses has injured itself, pretty badly in its stall. He said it can’t wait until tomorrow.”
“That’s okay, we got things here, huh Wren?”
“Yups.” Seren yawned again.
“I give her two pages, tops.” Steve chuckled, waving the book at you.
“I bet its four.” You smiled, leaning over to kiss her head. “Night baby, momma loves you so much.”
“Wobes you too, momma.” she hugged you before you stood up, ruffling commando’s fur. You then turned to Steve and kissed him quickly.
“I dunno how long I’ll be.”
“It’s okay’ Mega.” he smiled. “Drive safe, okay?”
You winked before you pulled away, his hand squeezing yours and you turned and left.
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Seren actually fell asleep after three pages. When Steve heard her breathing even out, he glanced down and saw her eyes closed as she snuggled into him.
With a soft chuckle, he gently moved, his hand curling the back of her head. He lay her down, made sure she had her little bunny teddy with her and tucked her in.
“Night, my little star. Sweet dreams.” He whispered as he kissed her head.
Commando followed him as Steve headed down the hall after quietly shutting Seren's door. He padded his way down the staircase and found refuge at the wet bar for a drink before he settled up on the couch. His faithful dog hopped up next to him, resting his rather large head on Steve's lap. Flicking through channels, he found the mundane drone of the news filled his ears.
He watched the report and the panel as they chatted over a high profile court case that was filling the news at the moment, an actor versus his ex-wife who was accusing him of having jars of cocaine and ‘mega pints’ of red wine or some bull shit like that.
It was frivolous. And really, Steve had no idea why it was news. But the fact it was, meant there was nothing more worthy of the airtime, meaning things with the WSC and senate were calm.
Which was fine by him.
He sighed contently and brought his whiskey to his lips. He'd nearly finished the glass by the time he'd heard your truck pulling up toward the porch.
He checked his watch, all in all you’d been gone just over an hour. Which meant whatever it was can’t have been that serious. Hopefully, you wouldn’t get another call that night. It was rare that you did when you were covering the emergency shift.
Commando grunted and slipped off the couch to greet you at the door.
“Hi…” you bent down to give him loves, “hi, fella…”
His tail wagged and wagged happily. And when Steve snapped his fingers, the dog walked off. The simple command allowed you to get back inside and shut the door.
"That was quick," Steve spoke gently as he stood from the couch. He made it a point to never, ever have his back to you in conversation if he could help it. You were his equal and you deserved  equal respect.
“Oh, daft animal had been rearing in his stable and got his leg stuck. Nasty cut but I managed to clean it and pad it. Gave him a tetanus booster and that was it, said I’d check back in tomorrow.” You smiled, “I just need ten minutes to type up the notes before I forget.”
"Alright," Steve nodded. "Can I get you a drink. 'Mega?"
“I’ll take a tea, please.” You smiled, “best not drink anymore in case I gotta go back out.”
You took your tablet from your bag and headed to the couch. By the time Steve was placing your drink down, your notes were done.
You shut the device down and placed it on the coffee table, picking up your drink and getting yourself comfortable as you swung your legs up beside you.
Steve picked up your leg from the ankle and set it in his lap, his strong hands rubbing over your calf through your jeans.
"Seren go down okay?"
“Three pages.” Steve chuckled.
You smirked as you blew a little over the rim of your mug, "new record."
“Think today tuckered her out. And I did a little thinking…”
He watched you wince a little as he dug into a knot, "what's that?" You looked at him.
“Maybe a pony of her own ain’t such a bad idea.”
“Okay, that…that didn’t take much convincing at all, Alpha.”
Steve chuckled then he sighed, "I think she's ready. I could make a few calls, see who's got one available."
“No need…” you bit your lip. “The Crafts have one…their youngest has outgrown him. I said I’d talk to you…”
"Oh," Steve nodded, "that works then."
“Yeah, convenient…” you agreed. And then Steve noticed the smirk on your face.
He gave a groan and a snort. “Was I actually going to get a say in whether or not she got a pony or was this just something you were gonna do regardless?”
"I mean I was just making it known that we'd discussed it. Formalities of checking with my mate and all that."
Oh, checking with your mate? Don’t you mean asking permission from your Alpha?” Steve teased.
"Details, details," you sniggered.
Steve rolled his eyes and took a sip from his drink. “So, what is it?”
“A male Shetland pony. Called Coco.”
Steve merely nodded as you continued.
“And. Let’s face it, it’s an investment.” You continued, “because when Seren has outgrown him, well…hopefully there’ll be another little one who’s ready to take the reins so to speak.”
Steve's face softened. "yeah?"
“Yeah.” You looked at him, a smile on your lips. “I thought that maybe when my next heat is due to hit, I don’t get my shot…see what happens.”
"Don't, don't do it." He sat forward, "I'm ready, darlin'."
You bit your lip, “me too.”
Steve held your ankles on his lap with one hand and leaned forward toward you more, "I want as many pups as we can, while we can."
“Woah, slow down there cowboy…” you chuckled, “I’m absolutely happy for two, I could be persuaded for three…”
Steve pecked your lips, "I'm teasing. We talked about two, but I'd be alright with three."
You smiled, your hand running through his hair, and then you moved to press your fingers to your mark.
I love you… your voice echoed in his head.
“I love you too," he whispered lowly. "So much, 'Mega."
“Kiss me Alpha.”
It took a tiny growl from his chest before his lips slowly, tenderly melted against your own. His soft kiss fluttered your insides and without though to it, you were in his lap.
Your hands cupped his bearded cheeks, the pads of your fingers softly brushing against his bristles as your lips allows his to lead them in a slow, sensual dance.
"Lemme love on you, 'Mega."
“Always…” your nose brushed his, “take me to bed.”
Steve needn't say another word, nor make any extra moves. He simply stood as he settled you into his arms and began his way towards the stairs. Blindly, yet expertly, he carried you up and up, to your bedroom where your bed awaited.
With a tenderness he reserved especially for you, he laid you down in the middle, on top of your pale blue comforter and positioned himself over you. One knee nestled between your thighs, his left hand planted by your head whilst his right hand cupped your face.
"My beautiful 'Mega," his voice whispered as his breath gently fanned your face.
Your own hand reached up, fingers gently tracing the curve of his jaw as he closed his eyes.
“My handsome, strong, protective Alpha.” You purred.
Time stood still when the two of you were like this. The intimacy so pure, that it squeezed at the heart in your chest that now beat for only he and Seren.
Steve dipped his head and captured your lips in a soft kiss. The feel of his lips on yours made you hummed against him. You parted your lips as the tip of Steve's tongue tickled at the pucker lines of your bottom lip.
Your hands dipped, finding the hem of his shirt and you gave a tug.
Steve's kiss barely stopped as you pulled the shirt up and over his head. The material pooled at his wrist by your ear. His fist curled together in his right hand, and he knuckled the mattress to flick away his tee. His lips were quickly back on yours trailing across your jaw and down your neck.
You sighed, happily, an Omega trill rolling in your throat which made Steve grumble a chuckle in response.
He sat back on his knees and pulled at the hem of your own tee as he did so, taking your body with him. With a light giggle you fell back with a little bounce to the mattress.
"That's better," Steve rasped as he bent back over you. He continued his trail of bearded kisses down your décolletage, to between your breasts and descending towards your navel.
He smiled against your skin as your belly twitched, always the same. So sensitive and ticklish in areas. He found it cute, and sexy.
He gave a nip to the skin below your belly button at the tip of your scar that gave him his daughter. Then he kissed the sting away tenderly. Those glittering, cerulean eyes looked up at you and he smiled against your skin.
You felt as if you blinked and then suddenly you laid naked before your Alpha, bar the bra that covered your breasts.
You chuckled and Steve looked at you, his chin resting on your sternum.
“What?”
“Nothin, just the speed at which you undress me always amuses me.”
"You make me very impatient, doll."
“I bet you say that to all the girls…”
"Just you," he smirks as his beard began to tickle the inside of your calve.
“Good to know…” you sighed.
"Mmhmm," he kept his lips to your leg.
You trilled again as whiskers tickled the inside of your thigh.
“Oh, Mega…I love those noises…” he worked his way up.
He nudged that joint where hip and thigh came together, scenting you. Your hand automatically tangled in his hair, your breath hitching in your chest.
Tentatively, Steve nosed your mound, the tip of his tongue tickling your swelling, sensitive bud. You whined, your back arching off the bed.
A low rumble sounded in your ears as Steve tasted you. He locked at you like a kitten to milk.
You whimpered and moaned softly, your knees caging his head in at his ears as your alpha gave you what you craved, what you wanted.
He'd eat away at you with fervor, then he'd slow to a near stop and  make love to you there like it would be the last time.
And you loved every single moment.
Your orgasm was growing close, and you felt your body teetering on the edge of bliss. Tingling through your body felt like soda bubbles in your nerves.
"S'close, Alpha..."
He growled a little, before just as you knew he would, he slowed down. Leaving you mewling and begging for more.
"Please, Alpha..."
With a final grunt, Steve pulled away and wiped his face on the comforter. With a quick movement, he was up, out of his jeans and then back over you.
You were breathless, your body aflame. A sheen of sweat was beginning to cover your skin as you burnt hot from within.
“I got you, mega…” he whispered.
Steve held himself as he slipped right into you, a moan from you and a groan from him filling the airy space of the room.
Your hands flew to his broad back, curling round his shoulders as you dug your fingers into his muscles.
"You feel so good, doll." Steve's voice tickled your ear.
“You too…” you whimpered, your voice barely a whisper over your panting.
Steve pulled back and slowly thrust back in, a rolling tide to his hips as he set the pace of loving on you.
His hands reached for yours, fingers lacing through your own as he pressed them either side of your head.
You sighed as his body melted into yours. The weight of him felt like a warm blanket, comforting you and securing you. It gave you a never ending sense of security. And to lock your bodies together tightly; you raised your hips and brought your ankles up to settle the heels of your feet against his lower back.
“Shit…” he grunted, his eyes closing for a moment before they opened, locked back on yours.
"There you are, Alpha," you sighed as he kept rolling those hips into you. "Don't ever hide." His eyes flashed a little as you arched into him even more. “Let go, Steve…”
"No....not 'til you...."
Always putting you first, that never changed. No matter what, you were his priority in your moments together. 
You preened your neck, stretching out for him. You felt his nose dip along your mark, and he shuddered. Your lips parted in a sigh as you started to tilt your hips again to meet him.
His teeth nipped softly at your mating gland, enough for you to feel it, but not enough to break the skin.
"Oh shit," you rasped. "Alpha...."
“Mega…my mega…”
"I'm...." you needed just a little more, you were so damn close.
Steve knew, he always knew. His hips picked up the pace, but somehow he kept the same depth and rhythm. 
His lips claimed yours, the kiss deep yet soft. A juxtaposition. Just like your alpha himself. So strong, get gentle. So firm, but soft.
"Alpha...." you whined as you tightened around him, your nose buried right against his mark.
“Cum for me, mega…” his voice was deep, his instruction clear. It was an alpha command, the only time he ever used them in you was in moments like this. 
And you craved it.
"Oh my....fuck, yes," you came with a cry.
“Good girl…” Steve panted, his lips back at your mark.
You whined, whimpered then whined again at the praise.
“My beautiful Omega…” Steve’s words were almost whispered, a strain in his voice. 
He was close.
"Steve....let go, baby," you cooed.
“Fuck…” 
You nudged at him with your nose, bringing his eyes back to yours.
Like times before there was the fleck of gold that flashed in his eyes, and you knew he saw it in yours. For the room went black and beyond the gaze of your connection a galaxy swarm around you.
When you finally found yourself again, Steve’s face was buried in your neck. He was panting, deeply. The rise and fall of his chest pressing against you and then releasing you from its hold.
Your fingertips danced up his spine and into the hair at the nape of his neck.
He gave a soft hum.
"I love you, my Alpha," you whispered.
“I love you too, my Omega. And I always will. Until the cows come home.”
“Until the cows come home,” you kissed his neck, before he moved and captured your lips with a soft, sweet kiss. “Until the cows come home.”
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milk and sugar
pairing: alpha!steve x alpha!bucky, alpha!steve x artist!omega!reader x alpha!bucky (poly) - omegaverse!au part two
word count: 5.1k
summary: “Are you nervous?” Steve asks, voice soft and caring. His hand settles on your arm, and Bucky appears beside you to place his hand on your back, as well as take one of your hands in his metal one. And despite your earlier anxiety, you mean it wholeheartedly when you say, “no.” or - it’s your first date with your alphas.
warnings: fluff fluff and more fluff, reader has insecurities, steve and bucky are adorable and caring, steve is very nervous bc he’s a romantic, like it’s almost unbearable how much of a pure puppy he is, bucky is extremely fond and a little teasing (bc of course he is), omegaverse, kissing, there are bits where it’s just steve and bucky
a/n: this fic doesn’t contain smut, however, due to the nature of my blog this is strictly 18+
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‘Good morning, darling.’
That’s the text you received from Bucky at nine that morning - in the group chat he’d made with Steve and you. And while you normally sleep in on Sundays since your studio is closed, you’d woken up early - seven to be exact -  due to the anxiety you’ve been feeling ever since your art class ended yesterday.
Truthfully, you didn’t really sleep well anyway. Going on a date with not just one, but two Alphas at the same time has you on edge - though, not in a bad way. No, not at all. These are the good kinds of nerves, the exciting kind.
Well, okay, not all of your nerves are positive. Being naturally shy and reserved has caused you to overthink every single interaction you’ve had with the Alphas, both together and separately. And now that you’re going on this date, you can’t help the way your insecurities come creeping in faster and faster as it gets closer.
Because what if they decide they don’t like you after they actually get the chance to know you? What if they don’t even pay much attention to you and treat this as a date with just them since that must be what they’re more used to? What if you say or do something wrong and they get scared away?
Now, logically, you know those first two outcomes are absurd. Over the past few weeks, they’ve each shown extreme interest in getting to know you, they show how much care they have for you, and oh boy does that knowledge make your heart flutter. It makes you feel good, really good about yourself.
But that last point? Well, that is a big insecurity of yours. As a child, you weren’t that open and didn’t have many friends. And it was hard to make new ones when you would always stutter and trip over yourself, causing many of the kids you’d gone to school with to laugh at you. You were so shy, always the shortest kid in your class which made you an easy target for bullying, especially since you couldn’t hold a conversation well and you’d constantly accidentally bump into someone. It’s honestly a surprise that Tori had stuck around this long.
And, to be completely honest, you think you could deal with them maybe not finding you as interesting as they probably thought, maybe even them telling you that it just wouldn’t work out. Yes, it would hurt for a while, but you would deal with it. However, you absolutely could not live with the Alphas finding you annoying. Because this whole thing already feels like a fever dream, and if you were to fuck it up by doing or saying something embarrassing it would only serve as proof that you aren’t fit for Alphas like them.
It’s nine-fifteen when you respond with ‘good morning :)’
And not even a minute later, Steve texts back. ‘how are you feeling about today?’
Well, isn’t that a good question? Because you want nothing more than to go on this date, you want this to work out so badly that you feel like your heart might burst out of your chest. But, again, those fucking insecurities are messing with your mind.
It’s maybe a few minutes later when you reply with ‘Feeling okay, you guys?’
A bubble pops up at the bottom of the text thread, Bucky typing for a good thirty seconds before it disappears. And it stays like that for another full minute, your heart hammering in your chest as your anxieties are jumping to the worst possible outcome. What if they cancel? What if they-
Your phone screen comes to life when Steve calls you. He’s calling you. And for a moment you want to let it go to voicemail, you don’t want them to hear how nervous you are. But you also don’t want them to think you’re ignoring them, so you answer with a timid, “Hello?”
“Hi, honey,” Steve says calmly, his smooth voice doing a good job of soothing some of your worries.
“Hi!” You hear Bucky yell in the background, causing you to giggle.
“Hi, guys.”
You hear a thud in the background before Bucky yells “Put her on speaker, punk!” And then you can hear both of them clearly, Steve laughing as Bucky huffs in what you assume is a fake annoyance.
“So, uh, I’m just wondering. Um, where are we going today?” Mentally, you curse yourself for being so awkward, for tripping over your words while talking to the two most handsome Alphas you’ve ever met.
“That’s a surprise, honey,” Steve says, the smile on his face is evident in his tone. “Just wear something comfortable.”
“And warm!” Bucky adds, coming closer to the phone. “We don’t need you getting cold, okay?”
The hint of authority in his voice makes your heartbeat pick up speed and the care that’s so evident in just the way he speaks kind of makes you want to cry a little. When was the last time any potential partner showed even these small acts of concern for your well-being? Too long.
“Yes, sir,” You joke, having to bite your lip to keep your smile from widening even further when both Alphas laugh. Butterflies are swirling in your stomach, forming a tornado of anticipation and nerves for the day’s festivities.
“Alright,” Steve says with a hint of laughter. “We’ll let you go get ready and we’ll pick you up in two hours, okay?”
Two hours? That seems like too long yet not long enough. You’ve already showered, all you really need to do is find something to wear and then fix your hair - maybe throw on some mascara. But, still. Two hours seems like the perfect amount of time to have a full-on breakdown over this date. But at least that should also give you some time to recover from said breakdown.
“Yeah, that works!” Internally, you cringe at how eager you sound. Because even though you’re nervous beyond belief, and a tiny part of you wants to cancel the date out of fear of anything embarrassing happening, you don’t think you’d be able to live with yourself if you let these two slip through your fingers without giving it a fighting chance. 
“Great,” Bucky says, clearly smiling. “Just send us your address and we’ll be there.”
Once you bid your goodbyes to each other you make sure to send them your address before deciding to freak out over what to wear. Luckily for you, and as though the universe knows you need the help, your doorbell rings soon after. Confused as to who would be at your door this early, you make your way to the door, and when you open it you see Tori standing on the other side with a wide smile.
“Alright, girl,” She says happily, ignoring the incredulous look on your face as she pushes past you to walk into your apartment. “We have to get you ready, where are they taking you?”
“Hello to you too, Tori,” you say with a slight roll of your eyes as you close the door.
“Hey, babe!” Tori grabs your wrist and all but yanks you towards your room, not really caring about the fact that you’re nearly tripping over yourself in an effort to keep up. When you both get to your room she lets go of your arm and heads for your closet.
“So, where are you guys going?”
“I don’t know, they just said to dress warm and comfortable.” Your shoulders shrug, fingers nervously fiddling with each other. You’re not too sure what exactly to wear based on those being the only two requests. Sure, you have plenty of sweaters and jackets and scarves - it’s New York after all - but you don’t know what will impress the Alphas.
You want to impress them so badly. You don’t want them to regret asking you out, and while clothing choices aren’t a ‘make or break’ type of thing it’s still important to you that you look the best you possibly can. After all, anyone who’s seen Steve and Bucky in person would agree that they’re most definitely the two most handsome men to ever exist.
Something soft hitting you in the face knocks you out of your thoughts.
“Hey!” You yelp, looking at the ground to see the thing that hit you - your light brown sweater with a cute graphic of a pumpkin patch on the front. Seconds later, a pair of leggings hit your chest. “Tori!”
Tori simply laughs, then heads to your shoe rack next to the closet door.
“How do you know this will be good for the date?” You ask as you pick up the sweater to inspect it as though you haven’t worn it hundreds of times. But, again, today needs to go perfectly so any stains you might’ve missed would not go down well with you.
“I don’t,” She admits with a shrug of her shoulders. “But that sweater accentuates your boobs and the leggings make your ass look great.”
Your whole body goes hot, the implication of them looking at those parts of your body doesn’t make you shrink away like it normally would, though you can barely stop your insecurities about your body from throwing the items to the side and picking something else to prevent that from happening.
“I-I don’t know, Tori…” You sigh, going over to your bed and sitting down on the edge. “What if they don’t like it? I mean, they’re-”
“Stop it,” Tori says forcefully, walking over to stand in front of you. “You’re beautiful and kind and wonderful and they’re going to love you. And if they don’t, then that’s not your fault. As long as you give it your all, everything will be fine.”
Coming closer, she places her hands on your shoulders so she can shake you a little bit. “I love you, girl. You’re my best friend and I want to see you happy. And it seems like they make you happy, but you make them happy too. I’ve seen it in the way they look at you, how they talk to you. It’s going to be fine, babe. I promise.”
After a long pause where you think over her words, you decide that she’s right - at least about your feelings. You like them so fucking much, so it wouldn’t be fair to them or yourself if you didn’t try your best.
“Okay… Okay, then. Let’s get me ready.”
And with that, Tori smiles brightly, leaning down to squeeze you in a tight hug before releasing you.
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It’s a few minutes before eleven when Bucky and Steve park out front of your apartment building. Steve is practically vibrating out of his skin, Bucky even had to convince his mate that he should drive to pick you up since Steve could barely keep his knees from bouncing.
“Baby,” Bucky says, shutting off the engine and twisting in his seat to face Steve. “It’s going to be okay. We’re going to just be ourselves and treat her like she deserves, there’s no way she’s going to not like us.”
Steve nods, though he doesn’t look super convinced. It’s clear from how he spent fifteen minutes this morning in the flower shop picking out the perfect bouquet for you that he really, really wants this to work. And even though he doesn’t show it, Bucky knows Steve would be heartbroken if it didn’t. His mate’s always been a softie, and there’s something about you that makes him feel different - better than any other omega ever could.
Bucky knows exactly how he feels. Because, although he’s not as outwardly anxious, he just knows that you’re perfect for them, and he wants to do everything he can to make you see that they can take care of you, they can protect and love you. Your smile and sweet giggle haunt his dreams, his nightmares have long been replaced with his memories of him and Steve - and now you. He can’t help but imagine what it would be like to wake up next to you and his Alpha, to cuddle with you two in your nest as you all trade kisses and talk about anything and everything.
“You’re sure?” Steve asks with a timid voice, fiddling with the flowers in his lap. “I - we really like her.”
Bucky sighs, then reaches over the console to place his hand on the back of his mate's neck in a comforting manner. And even though it’s uncomfortable, Bucky leans over and presses a soft kiss to Steve’s lips.
“I’m sure, Stevie.”
Steve sighs too, leaning forward to kiss Bucky again before pulling back.
“Okay, Buck.”
With that, they both share a small smile and then get out of the car. It’s about a minute-long elevator ride up to your floor, Bucky holding his mate’s free hand the entire way and sending him feelings of calmness through their bond. It works until they get to your front door because now Steve is practically fumbling with the flowers as he figures out the best way to hold them while Bucky knocks.
It’s about a minute later when the door swings open, but it’s not you. It’s Tori with a wide, knowing smirk on her face.
“Hello, boys,” She says, crossing her arms over her chest. “Those for her?” She nods towards the sunflowers and daisies Steve is holding.
“They are,” Bucky says with a smile of his own. Glancing at Steve to see him nod. “Is she ready?”
“Yes!” You say, quickly running up behind Tori to gently push her to the side and give her a side glare. You’re fiddling with your clothes, tugging at the bottom of the sweater in order to smooth out the fabric.
However, in the Alphas’ eyes, there’s no need for you to do so. Through their bond both of them feel the other go kind of dumb - you always look pretty but today’s outfit just hits them differently. Your eyeliner makes the color of your eyes pop, and the shiny lipgloss makes your lips nearly impossible to not kiss.
They don’t, though. Not yet. The last thing either of them wants to do is make you uncomfortable, especially with Tori standing behind you. So, instead, Bucky smiles and elbows Steve to get him out of his trance.
“Hello, honey,” Bucky says, his smile turning into a smirk when you fail to suppress a squeak.
“H-hi, guys,” You say nervously with a small smile. “Are those for me?” You ask when you notice the flowers in Steve’s hand.
“Oh, um, yes,” Steve stutters ever so slightly, reaching out to hand you the bouquet. “You once said you love Sunflowers.”
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“You once said you love Sunflowers.”
Something about this gesture makes you want to tear up. Flowers may not be a big deal to some people, but they mean everything to you. Receiving gifts from partners has been rare for you, so the beauty of the petals and knowing that they’re for you just makes you preen a little bit.
“I do,” You say softly, almost like you can’t believe he remembered. “They’re beautiful, thank you. Really.”
“Just like you,” Steve blurts out before a redness covers his cheeks.
And you absolutely cannot be blamed for the embarrassing squeak you let out. You try being called beautiful by Steve fucking Rogers and not want to bury your face in his neck to inhale his scent.
“Th-thank you,” You say with a giggle, handing the flowers to Tori and giving her a grateful smile as she gives you a quick kiss on your cheek.
“You guys have fun,” She teases, waving you off with a smile. “Treat her well or you’ll have hell to pay.”
“Of course,” Bucky says with an assuring nod. “Wouldn’t treat her with anything but care.” He says this while looking at you though, the twinkle in his eyes making you want to bare your neck to him.
When the door closes behind you, you step closer to the Alphas.
“Are you nervous?” Steve asks, voice soft and caring, though clearly a little anxious. His hand settles on your arm, and Bucky appears beside you to place his hand on your back, as well as take one of your hands in his metal one.
And despite your earlier anxiety, you mean it wholeheartedly when you say, “No.” How can you be nervous now when the feeling of the men’s warm hands on you and their clear concern for your wellbeing makes your heartbeat quicken in anticipation?
“Let’s go?” You ask, face growing warm in slight embarrassment for your enthusiasm.
“Let’s go,” Both Alphas say in unison. And then all of you are off to the truck - a very nicely kept, sleek black truck. Steve opens the back door for you before, to your surprise, sliding in next to you.
“We agreed he could sit in the back with you on the way there as long as I could sit next to you on our way back,” Bucky pipes up at your questioning glance.
Feelings of warmth fill your entire being, and you already know that today is going to be the most fun you’ve had in a while.
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It’s about a thirty-five-minute drive before you finally arrive at a park - a beautiful stretch of the greenest grass you’ve ever seen with orange and red-leafed trees surrounding two sides of it. It’s big, but if you look close enough you can make out a trail off to the left. That half hour was, surprisingly to you, filled with pleasant conversation. Now, your previous interactions with the men proved that they were wonderful company, but you’re surprised that you’re not as nervous as you thought you’d be. Everything was moving smoothly, there wasn’t even a single moment of awkward silence.
“We’re here,” Bucky says, pulling into a free parking spot closest to the entrance of the trail. Steve opens the door as Bucky gets out as well and goes around to the back of the truck. And Steve, ever the gentleman, holds your hand as he helps you climb out of the backseat, only letting go when you begin smoothing out your clothes.
“Are we ready?” Bucky appears next to you holding a large blanket and a stereotypical wicker basket.
A small smile forms on your face, and your heartbeat increases ever so slightly. How are they so fucking sweet?
“Yes!” Immediately, your face goes hot, self-conscious of your enthusiasm. But the Alphas don’t seem to mind, in fact, Steve takes the blanket from under Bucky’s arm and tucks it under his own, then grabs your hand and intertwines your fingers together.
“Let’s go then,” Steve says, smiling softly down at you.
With that, the three of you head off to the trail, walking under colorful oak trees that flank both sides of the dirt path. A comfortable silence falls over all of you, only the sounds of birds chirping filling the air. You walk for a few minutes, the leaves crunching under your feet as you take in the beauty surrounding you, your eyes wide with wonder.
The environment is comforting, calm, puts you at ease in a way you don’t normally experience. It’s freeing to feel so content - so happy. It takes about five minutes before you come upon a set of wooden stairs leading down to the most beautiful lake you’ve ever seen. The water is nearly clear, the colorful trees reflecting over the surface, and even though it’s a clear day out, you can’t help but notice the golden hue filling the air. You don’t even notice you’ve stopped walking until Steve tugs on your hand.
“Do you like it?” He asks, almost nervous as he waits for your reaction.
“I…” You trail off, tears filling your eyes. This whole thing is just - just perfect. “I love it,” you say as you look at Steve, a wide smile spreading across your face. And you look at Bucky when you say, “It’s perfect.”
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“It’s perfect.”
Bucky can’t help but let out a small sigh of relief. They’d both wracked their brains trying to figure out where to take you, what to do. They want to wow you, to show you that they can - and hopefully will get the chance to provide for you, they can make you happy. You’ll never go without, if you want something, they will figure out a way to get it.
“Good,” Steve says softly, smiling down at you before looking up at Bucky and nodding his head.
With that, the three of you make your way down the stairs, Steve holding on to your hand tightly to make sure you don’t fall, and Bucky places his free hand on your back. He can hear how your heartbeat speeds up when he does so and tries so hard not to puff out his chest when you glance up at him through your eyelashes coyly.
Once you’re down by the lake, the men lead you to a large oak tree merely ten or so feet from the edge. Steve is quick to unfold the blanket and spread it out under the tree - large enough to probably cover an entire California King bed. Bucky then places the basket down as his mate takes your hand and helps you sit near the edge of the blanket leaving enough space for the men to sit on either side of you.
The Alphas quickly open the basket and pull out containers of food, opening the lids and placing them in front of you. When they finally sit down - obviously with you in the middle - Bucky notices how wide your eyes are, how you seem transfixed on the array of fruits and sandwiches and cake. It’s when Bucky pulls out the jug of homemade lemonade that you choke back a cry.
“Honey?” Steve asks, turning his body to face you with a concerned look in his eyes.
“Are you alright? What’s wrong?” Bucky places a hand on your back, sweeping it around to hold your waist. And can you really blame him if his whole body goes hot when you lean into his side and turn your face so it’s halfway buried in his neck?
It takes a few seconds but you’re finally able to gather yourself and pull away.
“You guys are just… I can’t believe it.”
“What can’t you believe, sweetheart?” Steve scoots closer to you, placing his hand on your head to smooth out your hair, and unconsciously turns your head so he can look directly at you. “Tell us what’s going on in that pretty head of yours.”
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You want to scream. You want to yell until your voice gives out. It’s nothing, in the grand scheme of things. Them preparing food - by hand - and bringing you to this beautiful spot might just be a normal thing for most people, but considering you’ve hardly ever been shown this much affection and thoughtfulness. Shaking your head, you look away, unable to withstand the Alpha's intense gaze.
“It’s nothing,” You mumble, fiddling with your fingers. “It’s stupid.”
“No, it’s not, honey,” Bucky says, giving your waist an affectionate squeeze. “If you’re upset, we want you to tell us.”
“I’m not! I promise!” You assure them, hesitantly reaching both of your hands out to place them on the Alpha’s legs. “I guess I just… I’ve just never been shown this much… care?” It’s phrased as a question, because you’re unsure if that was the right word to use, but it’s all you can think of at the moment.
“I know it may not seem like a lot,” You continue, taking a deep breath before looking up at Steve, and then Bucky. “But this means the world to me. You guys are just so sweet and thoughtful and I’m not really sure what to do, I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, let alone two people.”
Both of the men sigh, and you can almost taste the scent of disappointment wafting off of them. Suddenly your nerves spike, did you say something wrong?
You must have said that out loud because Bucky starts shaking his head. “No, no darling. You didn’t say anything wrong, I promise.”
“We’re just… I guess we’re disappointed that you consider this the height of romance because this is the bare minimum. You should be used to this, you should be loved and worshipped because that’s what you deserve, nothing less. And it’s not your fault, it’s every other person’s fault for not treating you like the perfect Omega you are.” Steve sounds upset, and your heartbeat increases to a degree that you’d think you were having a panic attack if it weren’t for how damn happy you are.
For a moment, you’re unsure as to what to say, it’s just baffling to you that one person, let alone two, can make you feel this way, this joyous and carefree. But luckily Bucky speaks up so you don’t have to.
“And we’d love to have the chance to do that for you,” He says softly, picking up your hand to cradle it in his own so he can place a delicate kiss on your knuckles. And when you stare up into his eyes, you can’t help but gasp at how loving his gaze is. “Will you give us that chance?”
“Yes.” And this time, you’re not embarrassed by how quickly your answer was to come. How can you be when both men sigh in relief and lean into your body so they can wrap you in their arms? It’s warm and comforting, filling you with happiness and care for these men.
When they lean back you really can’t be blamed for the way your gaze finds Steve’s, then drops down to his lips momentarily. At this, you’re a little flustered, suddenly overcome with the want to feel how soft they are.
Steve seems to read your mind because he places his hand on the back of your neck and forces you to hold his gaze.
“Can I kiss you, honey?”
“Please,” You whine, staying in place as the Alpha leans down slowly. Your eyes close when he gets close enough that you can feel his breaths against your mouth. And for a moment, neither of you moves, and your nerves climb higher and higher as the seconds tick by.
You’re about to speak when he finally, finally kisses you. At first, it’s just a simple peck, a chaste kiss on your lips, and then he pulls back by merely a millimeter. It’s you who leans forward to press your lips together again, and you let him lead as you lose yourself in the kiss. Though, it’s over far too soon for your liking by a soft groan.
Pulling away, both you and Steve turn to look at Bucky, who is now sporting a sheepish grin.
“Sorry,” He mumbles with a flushed face. “I just… I love seeing you two together. I love us all being together and having the two people I care about more than anything sharing your feelings. I know it’s-”
“Sweet,” You interrupt him, turning your body so you can face him better and slip your hand out of his. Placing it on his cheek, you smile when he nuzzles into your palm and gives it a little kiss. “I think it’s sweet, Bucky.”
“Can I kiss you too?” He whispers hopefully, smiling when you nod. Unlike his mate, Bucky doesn’t waste any time capturing your lips in a soft but passionate kiss. It’s clear he’s trying to hold back, and something in you just can’t help but feel wanted, desired. This kiss lasts a little longer, and although you can feel Steve’s gaze on you, you’re not in the least bit self-conscious. You know they wouldn’t lie to you, so you find comfort in knowing that you can show affection to both men without either getting upset or jealous.
When you do finally pull away, you can’t help but lean into Bucky’s chest, reaching behind you to grab Steve’s hand.
“I really like you guys,” You mumble into the Alpha’s chest.
“We really like you too,” They say in unison, causing you to smile.
With that, everything seems to fall into place, the men divvy up the food - giving you most of it - and you all eat in comfortable silence, occasionally stealing glances at each other. Once the food is eaten, Bucky wraps his arm around your waist, causing you to look up at him.
“Come here,” He says with a smile, guiding you to sit sideways on his lap, facing Steve. And there is absolutely no way in hell you could contain the squeak forcing its way out of your mouth. “Is this okay?” He asks as Steve scoots closer to sit right next to Bucky, picking up your legs and resing them in his lap.
You’ve never nodded faster in your life. You’re nervous, sure, but the utter happiness you’re feeling far outweighs it. That happiness only grows when Bucky nods to his mate, and you watch as the other man picks up the container with the cake. Your eyes widen when Steve picks up a fork and takes a small bit out of one of the slices, carefully leading it up to your mouth where you automatically open it.
Slowly, he slides the fork out, allowing you to chew the cake with a pleased smile on his face. It goes on like this until the slice is completely gone, with Bucky pressing kisses to your temple occasionally and bathing you in his warmth. It makes you preen having these Alphas take care of you like this, providing for you.
You’re content to stay here forever, wrapped up in their light, and by the time you’re done eating completely, you feel your eyelids grow heavy, a yawn forcing your mouth wide open.
“I’m sorry,” You say remorsefully, a little embarrassed by how tired you’ve become now that your stomach is full and you’re comfortably resting against Bucky’s chest.
“Don’t be, honey,” Steve says, leaning forward and placing a soft kiss on your forehead. “You can nap if you want, we’ll be right here when you wake up.”
A smile spreads across your face, and you instinctively bury your head into Bucky’s chest and reach out so you can hold onto Steve’s hands. “Are you sure?” You ask, peeking an eye open so you can look up at the blonde Alpha.
He smiles as he nods, pressing another kiss on the top of your head. “Go to sleep, pretty girl.”
It doesn’t take long for you to float off into dreamland, and the last thing you hear is, “I told you she’s perfect for us.”
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"I can't, I can't, I can't," you chanted into the sheets, lips leaving wet stains of drool on the fabric.
Your body was wrung out; muscles straining and aching, lungs burning. You kicked your feet helplessly against the mattress and fisted the covers near your head.
There was nowhere to run from the onslaught of sensations, which kept continuing and heightening the longer Steve took you.
You were locked on his knot. Again. And it seemed that a rutting Alpha's knot was somehow bigger than normally, or maybe you were just too tight from all the times he made you cum.
Steve snarled in response to your resistance. He spread his fingers on the back of your head and pushed your face into the mattress. His other arm hooked beneath your hips, served as an anchor keeping you firmly in place, while his cock kept throbbing and spurting inside you.
"Come again," his order was a guttural rumble.
When you shook your head (as much as you were able to with the way he was holding you down), Steve bared his teeth in displeasure.
The growl he emitted was unlike any other he pleasured and tormented you before. It didn't simply roll over your body with sensations, but was a snap that shot straight to your clit and core.
You screamed, gushing around Steve's knot.
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Omega!Steve Harrington x Alpha!Fem!Reader
wc: 6.8k
+18, omegaverse, knotting, virgin!omega, established relationship, late presentation, secondary gender as mentioned, smut, p in v, breeding kink, heat, rut, blood mention, pain mention
plot: You and Steve have been dating since high school, but even in your twenties the two of you haven't presented yet. You were afraid that your presentations wouldn't be what you expected, you an Omega, he an Alpha... but there was one possibility the two of you never thought of.
a/n: Do not read this if you are not into omegaverse. seriously. don't.
if you liked this thing, reblog ok? ok
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UNEXPECTED
“We’re twenty-two and we still haven’t presented. It’s fucking stupid baby. Dustin is already showing Alpha traits.”
You looked at Steve with a smile on your face, shaking your head at him.
“Look, maybe we’re supposed to be Betas, which is amazing actually Stevie. You know presentation develops between the ages of eighteen and twenty-five.” You said as you sat at the end of his bed, legs crossed underneath you. He was leaning against the headboard, with his glasses over his face and suddenly he winced, making you jerk up in alarm, crawling towards him.
“Fuck… I really don’t want to go to the doctor. They will probably take my stupid appendix out.” You rolled your eyes at his words, but the worry was slowly consuming you as you groaned at him.
“Steve, you have to go to the doctor babe. You have been what– having these pains for the past week?” He waved you off with no importance and he moved to swing his legs off the bed, his feet touching the floor. You noticed a bead of sweat on his forehead and you knew that he was sick because you felt under the weather too.
“You can’t keep staying with me in quarantine. I bet you’re not even sick.” 
“Really? Last time I checked we both had a fucking fever, so yeah, you got me sick. No pain though.” That was a lie. You were for sure not feeling like Steve was, but you were feeling weird. There were certain pains in your belly, but it might just be your period, that was supposed to come like two weeks ago.
You took a pregnancy test, but it came out negative. You were gonna go to a gyno last week, only to fall ill at the same time as Steve had. You cursed at him for it, but the moment you saw how pained he was you didn’t want to tell him you felt weird too. His pain was greater, and you didn’t want him to hurt anymore. 
“I should have a cold shower. I just feel fucking hot.” You knew the illness wasn’t the only thing on his mind. You reached out to rub his face so he would look at you. “I– I mean, if we are Betas, shouldn’t we feel that?” 
“I don’t know…” You gulped at the uncertainty and he leaned towards you to place a soft kiss on your lips, a sigh following right after from his throat.
“I just wanted to be an Alpha. I wanted to have pups, your pups… I mean, what if something’s wrong with us?” He looked at you with a worried look on his face, and in the relationship you were always the one that reassured him of stuff, knowing how much confidence he was lacking. You pushed a strand of his hair behind his ear and pressed another soft kiss on his lips.
“Nothing is wrong with us. We will be Betas, and it will be harder to conceive, but it’s not impossible, baby. It’s not.” 
“I mean…” You could hear the worry in his tone, the fear. “What if… Never mind, I’m gonna go shower. Do you want to go with me?” He gave you a small smile and you sighed, shaking your head.
“No Stevie, go clear your thoughts a bit, okay?” You pressed a small kiss to his shoulder and he nodded, getting up from the bed. You looked at him as he walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. You sighed with worry as you looked out the window.
You knew what he was scared of. What if the both of you turn out the same? Jonathan had turned into an Omega, which is extremely rare. The weirdest thing of all, was Billy Hargrove presented as an Alpha, and he couldn’t contain himself around Jonathan, courting him with gifts. Nancy broke up with Jonathan so he could be happy, knowing the Omega boy needed his Alpha. Nancy presented as a Beta and now remains single.
If you two presented the same, your relationship would be hard to keep. Or if you presented as an Omega and he a Beta, or the other way around, he an Alpha and you a Beta… You shivered at the thought, anger surging through you. Steve was yours and only yours. You would lock him up with you if you needed to. No one can take him away from you.
No one.
Your nose twitched barely, taking a scent in. What is that? Didn’t Steve say he was taking a shower? Why is he baking cookies? Or a cake? Why is it so strong? Did he overdo it with vanilla essence? But there is also some chocolate smell? A hint of it? 
You got up from the bed only for a strong pain to fall in between your legs. You wanted to yell in pain but you didn’t want to alarm Steve at all so you bit onto your lips as you clenched your legs as tight as you could… But fuck, that made it worse, so you reopened them. Your breaths turned heavy as you felt sweat all over your forehead, and another hit of strong pain fell again in your lower part.
You were growing hot as well, but you needed to know what was going on under there. You should have gone to the gyno no matter what, and now it might be too late. Too late for what?
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You were groaning profanities and you felt a rumble in your chest, but you only focused on the pain between your legs. You rushed to take off your pants and you were instantly alarmed by what you were seeing. Your white cotton panties were straining you. There was a bulge. There was a fucking bulge, and it hurt, it was hurting you.
You winced as you tried taking the panties off and you rushed to look into a mirror, only for your eyes to widen like plates. Now you know why it hurt. Your vaginal cavity closed… It closed because your clit reinserted itself… 
So it would enlarge, and now you had– now you had–
One last pain hit you as it all finally came out of you, and there it was, standing in its full glory. You raised your hand to touch the tip of it only for electricity to surge all over your body, a moan escaping your lips without your permission. It was red, leaking already, and your breathing was heavy as you looked at it.
You were an Alpha. You presented as an Alpha.
Your clit turned into a penis, your ovaries turned into testicles inside your body. Your uterus was not functional any longer. You were a full-fledged Alpha. Those were the pains inside your belly, your organs completely changing, rearranging… 
Pains.
Pains. Steve had also been experiencing pain. Oh no… No, no, no… A growl escaped your throat and you were surprised at the new sound, but you were proud, as if it were right. But Steve– He might turn into an Alpha–
Your nose picked up the sweet scent once more, this time stronger than before, way stronger and you were hit by a wave of fire all over your body. Your body was a literal furnace right now, and your mind was becoming foggy, hazy, and you were getting dizzy, but your new cock twitched in attention, in pain, already leaking precum out of it. 
You were going into rut.
You had to get out of Steve’s house, there was an Omega in heat somewhere, maybe a neighbor of Steve’s, but you can’t be here. You might jump Steve, and you don’t want him to see you like this. He won’t like it. It’s over. It’s over, you know that much, but first you need to get out.
You groaned, and growled, as you rushed to get your pants, not caring about using the panties again, they would only cause you more pain. The sweet vanilla hit you again, dizzying you completely, making you hold onto the wall next to you. 
Fuck, you needed relief, you needed it, but you had to run. You can’t do it here. Maybe you can run into another room and lock yourself in, yell to Steve to leave so you could take care of yourself, somehow, but you were losing rationality at every second that passed. 
You pushed yourself off the wall and turned around to run out, only for you to stop in your tracks. Your eyes widened as the scent filled the room, intoxicating you, suffocating you, making you feel high. It hit you instantly, like a punch on the chest, and the throbbing below you increased by a thousand, a growl rumbling in your throat.
Steve was standing in the doorway, naked, completely. Your mouth salivated at seeing him in his new glory. His cock shrinking into a cocklette, his balls not visible any longer because where they were before now probably is a slit. A slit that was leaking slick all over the inner thighs of his legs.
His face was flushed, red even, and you noticed how less buffed he was. You assumed it had been the lack of food or nutrients or exercise from doing quarantine these past days. Suddenly your ears perked up when they caught the subtle noise of a whine. You could smell him. Fuck, you could smell him.
“S-Steve–” Your voice was hoarse, with need, and you noticed how he looked down at your new anatomy. You noticed how his body trembled slightly at the sight, another whine escaping him as more slick fell down his inner thighs. Another jolt of electricity rushed all over your body, your veins. 
“A–A–” He was trying to speak to you, but his mind was gone, his need apparent, his consciousness having slipped already, and all he needed was relief. All he wanted was you. You who were emanating a wildfire scent in his room. You who now had something he needed. You who is looking at him like a small bunny, and he is rejoicing at it.
Oh fuck…
As soon as he had entered the shower he felt the pain even greater than before. He didn’t want to show it to you, but he knew his cock had shrunk in the past few days. He didn’t want to think so much about it because the fever prevented him from getting out of bed or his house. Now in the shower, he can feel the pain of something moving below him.
He looked down under the water to see his testicles disappearing into his body, and he noticed just how small his dick was. He couldn’t think much about it because another jolt of excruciating pain hit him, making him lean against the wall, the cold shower not doing anything for him.
He felt his insides ripping inside out, and he just wanted to bite onto something so he wouldn’t scream in order to not alarm you. The wood-like scent was not helping him either, and he knew an Alpha might be close. Shit, fuck, fuck, fuck. Suddenly his eyes widened when he felt something hot, sticking coming down his thighs. He reached a hand down to see it was slick that he could gather up, even under the water.
He was in shock as he looked at it, and he moved his hand between his thighs again, this time deeper, just where his balls were a minute ago. His breath cut off when he felt a slit that wasn’t there before. Something that sent a wave of pleasure all over his body and he felt more of his juices slipping out of him. His breathing was heavy as he realized what happened.
He was in heat. He was in an Omega heat.
He is an Omega. He presented as an Omega. What is gonna happen with you? What is going to happen between the two of you? What is gonna happen to your relationship? How can he face you? This was not supposed to go this way at all. 
“FUCK!” His thoughts were interrupted when a hit of pain slammed against his belly after the wooden smell invaded his whole body. He needed to follow it. He needed to find the source of it. He was losing consciousness and he knew that his lust and his heat were becoming worse each second, clouding his mind from reason. 
He at least needs to get to the room, but you were there. You were in the room. He cannot let you see him like this, but he needs to lock himself up somewhere. He turned the shower off, stumbling out of it and almost falling to his knees. There was no time for a towel. He needed to run. 
He opened the door with a slam and turned to go to his parent’s bedroom only to stop on his tracks. He sniffed the air, and he realized the wooden smell was coming from his room. Did an Alpha enter his home? No, you were here, you would have yelled, but what if– Worry and desperation yelled into his throat, whines vibrating in his chest as he rushed to the room, only to stop to see you looking at yourself in the mirror. The bottom half bare.
And Steve took a deep breath in.
The smell was coming from you. You were an Alpha.
And now you two were staring at one another, taking in the new anatomy of each other, and Steve’s eyes were dilated, almost black and you could smell the slick falling onto the floor. It felt as if an animal wanted to rip open from your body, but you knew it was you. You wanted to devour Steve, your–
“Omega.” Your voice came out, deeper than before, an appreciative snarl mixing with your words. Steve felt relief wash over him as a happy chirp escaped him.
“Alpha… My Alpha.” And that was enough for something to snap inside of you. You shrugged your shirt off, and you heard the ripping sound but didn’t care that you just broke something, you needed to feel his entire body against yours. You need to taste him. You need to have him. 
You need to knot him. You need to knot Steve. 
In just seconds you were in front of him, grabbing onto the back of his neck to pull him downwards towards you so you could dig your nose into his scent gland, taking in the intense sweet smell coming off of him. It was a drug, intoxicating even, clouding every sense and making Steve your only life source. 
Steve wasn’t far behind. As soon as you dipped in, he nuzzled you as well, the omega inside him relishing with a chirp as he felt his Alpha scenting him. No rationality was inside of you two any longer, just the need to feel one another, of mating, bonding, an animal trying to rip out of your chests.
“I need to taste you, baby, I need to.” You say in a hoarse voice, the scent of his slick making your mind reel in and out of consciousness, of rationality, trying to keep an ounce of yourself to take care of him. It’s his first time after all, yours too, but you know how much more shocking it would be for him. You were trying to keep that in your head so that you wouldn’t lose yourself into the rut.
“Please, please, do something Alpha, it hurts– Please–” You heard Steve’s whines and pleads, and his eyes filled with tears of desperation as he writhed under your hold. You weren’t going to say no to your lovely Omega, much less if he is in pain. 
You wrapped your hands around the back of his neck in order to pull him down towards your lips, ending in a wanton kiss from the both of you, moans being exchanged as the electric current traveled all over your veins and sat on your bones. Your fingers dug into his scalp, grabbing onto his hair to push him deeper into you.
He was in between moaning and whimpering as his arms wrapped around your waist, trying to feel you against him, and a groan escaped your throat when your new appendage pressed against the belly of your mate. The groan turned into a growl as you bit Steve’s lower lip in need and your Omega gasped, letting you take advantage and slide your tongue into his mouth so you could intertwine it with his.
You felt your body growing needier and needier, and Steve was in the same or worse state as you. He was willing to surrender completely and you knew that. You had to remind yourself to not lower your voice into your submission chords. You don’t want Steve to do anything he doesn’t want to, so you have to be the one rational between the two of you.
Your hand traveled in between the two of you, and you brushed your fingertips at Steve’s new cocklette, still standing proud. He hissed with a moan as you rubbed on it, stimulating him and Steve had to pull away from the kiss to take a breath. It was something new, completely. It didn’t quite feel like when he was touched before, it felt more like a pressure now. 
“You like that Stevie?” You asked him as you ran your fingers against him, making him twitch as he nodded desperately. You smiled at how needy your sweet Omega was being, how much he was moving underneath your grip as stroked him. You bit your lips as you pulled away from him to guide him towards the bed. 
You could see how pink his skin was, despite the tan on his body you could still see it. He moved quickly onto the bed, laying on his back and opening his legs to let the air hit him where it burnt the most, causing him to sigh in relief, but not noticing how you gasped as you looked in between his legs.
“Baby? Alpha?” He opened his eyes in confusion as he looked down, his eyes widening when he saw the predatory look in your eyes as you looked at the new slit he now has instead of his testicles. That only made him gush more slick out, moaning at the feeling. The Omega inside of him was happy that his Alpha wanted him like this.
You took a deep breath in, and the sweet scent of vanilla sent another shockwave in your brain cells that only made you tremble as the heat in your body became even more unbearable and the hardness of your dick was now painful, but if you didn’t taste Steve right this second you were going to die.
You lunged yourself on the bed, belly down and in between Steve’s legs. Your nose was close to his center and you closed your eyes and a low purr was heard from you as you took a deep breath in. Steve felt how his slick was coming down and probably dirtying the sheets already, but he didn’t have it in him to care, not right now. 
“You smell delicious… Your Alpha will take care of you baby, don’t worry.” You cooed at him in a low tone and Steve whined in need as you inched closer to him. He needed something, anything at all because he felt his belly turning in pain, the need to be knotted too present.
“Please– Hurry–” And his breath was cut off, his head falling back as you licked a long stripe of his new and virginal cunt, tasting his slick and you moaned at the sweetness of it. He was exquisite, and he was yours, only yours. 
He moaned as he felt your tongue sliding in between his folds, up and down, and then his eyes widened when your tongue went inside, and he felt his gut turning, his belly tensing, not knowing what the feeling was. 
Your left hand was holding his right inner thigh to hold him still and open for you, but the right one left his leg in order for your fingers to rub against his entrance, lubricating them with his new juices. You felt him shiver under your touch and you soothed him with a kiss to his inner thigh and a purr.
“You need to relax for me Stevie, I don’t want you in pain Omega.” Steve whined at the authority yet more slick gushed out knowing his Alpha wanted to take care of him like this and so much. His Omega was at peace, happy, chirping all around and he felt himself relax as you slowly pushed a single digit inside. 
He gasped but yet a moan escaped him despite the stretch and surprise. It was a new feeling that’s for sure, but it felt good, it felt really good, and it wasn’t enough.
“M-More–”
“Patience.” 
Your tone gave away that you were not going to let him take the lead in this. You need to prepare him or else you will tear your Omega apart. Steve whined a little bit only to be replaced by a moan as you started moving the digit in and out of him at a slow pace. You noticed the more time you kept thrusting, the more slick started coming out, which was a good sign.
You were on a thin rope right now though. You don’t even know how you’re managing it, but it must be because your love for Steve goes beyond the designation of the secondary gender. You’ve been together since high school, and you don’t see a future where he is not present. On every road, Steve is there.
You could hear the wet sounds of Steve’s juices as your finger pumped him, and it was time for a bigger stretch, so you slowly started moving another one in. You felt Steve clench as a small gasp escaped him, so you wanted him to relax even more, to get lost in the sensation. You licked your lips in order to wet them and you guided your mouth to take his cocklette into your mouth with ease. 
“OH– FUCK–!” He couldn’t believe how much he was feeling at the moment. The pleasure and the relief of finally getting something, anything at all. His belly felt on fire as it relaxed and contracted again as your fingers pumped in and out of him. Your tongue swirled around his cocklette and your fingers slowly curled up inside of him, making Steve feel something new.
You chuckled as his moans became needier, knowing you hit that new spongy part inside of him, the one you know quite well. You could feel his hand raising to get hold of your head, his fingers threading into your hair as his hips started grinding against your face and fingers. He had drool falling from the side of his mouth and his face looked completely flushed and sweaty from how hot everything just felt. 
“Feels good?” You asked him as you popped his cocklette out of your mouth just to make sure the sounds you’re hearing are all good. His safety comes first, even before your own pleasure. Your dick can remain as hard as a rock if Steve decided to stop now. You can relieve yourself somehow, away from him, but Steve will always come first and foremost.
“Yes! Yes! Please–!” You’ve never heard Steve this way, and it was becoming your own situation even harder to keep. You growled in satisfaction as your fingers picked up the pace and your mouth returned to his cocklette, swirling your tongue all around it as Steve thrashed under you, his hips bucking up to meet your mouth and fingers.
His belly felt weird, it was tight, and it pained him, and then it didn’t. You felt his walls clenching on your fingers and you knew he was close. His moans were louder and his cries with your name vibrated all around the room, the walls shaking with his noises. You decided to then introduce another finger in, sliding it easily thanks to the wetness and Steve saw stars. You popped your mouth away from him in order to talk with a smirk on your face–
“Cum for me Omega. Cum.”
And that’s Steve’s doom as he felt his entire belly tense up, he felt his insides and his new walls clench around your fingers as he cried loudly in pleasure, his hips raising from the bed as your fingers squelched even more thanks to how much he was giving you. Your mouth wrapped around his cocklette once more in order to take in the squirt coming out of there.
“ALPHA!” You growled at the taste and the sound of his needy voice calling for you. You started to slow down your pace with your fingers as you felt him unclench you, relaxing his body back down onto the bed. You licked up his cocklette, making him twitch at every lick from the overstimulation.
Steve didn’t know where he was. He felt everything on fire and not at the same time, but what he knew was that even if he came, the pain in his belly was still there. He needs to give his Alpha some pleasure, he can’t be selfish, and he needs to move.
But before he could, you were already lapping at his slit, making him moan with a wince as you licked up all of the juices he gushed out with his orgasm. You moaned into his cunt at the sweetest thing you’ve ever tried. If you were to die there, you would die a happy woman. 
“So delicious Stevie, you’re so beautiful…” You moaned out with a purr and you heard a small chirp coming from Steve, but then you felt him pulling your head up from in between his legs so you could look at his glossy eyes and red cheeks.
“Alp– Alpha– I need you, I– I want to do something to you too–” You shook your head at him as you crawled away from him. He whined at the loss of contact but you could only chuckle at how needy your Omega was.
“I love you Stevie, but– I don’t have the patience right now to do anything else but knot you and mate you.” Your voice was low but not demanding. He knew it was a question and your Omega happily submitted as he rolled over to lay on his tummy and you tilted your head in confusion at it but your eyes widened when he raised his ass up, presenting himself to you. He turned his head that was still on the mattress, his eyes completely dilated for you.
“Please– Knot me Alpha– I need it, I need you baby–” A growl rumbled in your chest, and you grabbed onto your new girth, stroking it in slow motions, making you moan out at the new sensation. You looked at Steve’s slit, clenching and unclenching as he waited for you. You positioned yourself behind him and you didn’t know if what you were doing was correct, this was all new to you as well, but it was all out of pure instinct.
You took a deep breath in as you tentatively ran the head of your cock through Steve’s wet folds and you groaned at the feeling of it. You took a deep breath in as you cupped Steve’s sex in order to wet your hand in his wetness and then you stroke yourself some more to lubricate your cock. 
“Ready for me Omega?” You asked in a soft tone, but Steve could hear the strain behind it as if you were holding yourself back and he smiled fondly because you were taking care of him so he wouldn’t feel weird or in pain. He nodded against the mattress as he wiggled his ass towards you again.
“Yes, please, I need your knot sweetheart…” You took a deep breath in and you guided your cock into Steve’s entrance and you slowly started to push in. Your eyes clenched at the feeling of Steve clenching around you, his walls burning but it felt good. It was definitely a good burn.
Steve’s eyes were wide as he felt himself being stretched open, the pressure making it burn but the feeling of finally having you inside of him overlapped the pain completely. He whimpered as he felt you going deeper, and he was so happy, so happy that his chirps and purrs were coming out of nowhere, not being able to control himself.
“Fuck!” You bottomed out inside of him, and you were breathing heavily because holy shit… This felt right, different but right. You leaned forward and you managed to kiss his shoulder because your frame was still smaller than his. “You okay baby?”
“Uh– Uh huh… It feels so good, so fucking good…” He was becoming something he always called you whenever he fucked into you. Cock drunk. Now he knows the feeling of it, and fuck does he love it. Only because it’s you.
“Yeah? Want me to fill you up, darling?” Steve clenched at that, making you groan and then chuckle at how spot-on you were. You tentatively moved your hips backward, Steve taking a deep breath in before you moved back in. You kept that slow tortuous pace for a while, but you wanted Steve to adjust to you.
Steve was already in another state of mind, moaning louder at every thrust that you gave him and then he started moving his hips towards yours, looking for more friction, for more roughness. You growled at his impatience and you pressed his upper back to pin him down so he wouldn’t move anymore. 
He whined, complaining for not getting his way, only for his eyes to widen as your hips started moving faster, snapping into his, and Steve was surprised by how everything just kept feeling better and better. He could feel you going in and out of him in a place that was giving him so much pleasure, more than he ever had before.
Your hands gripped onto his hips as your rationality started to slip away, feeling a primal urge to make him submit, to make him yours, and you needed to ruin him. Your fingers dug into his skin as you raised your body up, kneeling straight behind Steve, and you started pulling his hips towards you in a harsh manner as you thrust into him.
“Alpha– Alpha– I’m gonna, I’m–” Steve was surprised by how fast he was getting close to the edge again, but he was in a presentation heat. He was sensitive to everything that was being done to him, so his walls started clenching once again, and his belly contracted and tightened. You never stopped snapping your hips against his, growls rumbling in your chest as you felt his pleasured whimpers. 
“Cum for your Alpha, let go Stevie…” You cooed at him, wanting to feel him clench around your cock and your eyes widened when he did, a loud cry of your name escaping his lips against the mattress beneath him. Oh, this was new, this was… exquisite. It felt as if he were milking you as if he were trying to suck you in. 
You felt something inside your belly tighten, and you knew it must be your testicles that were inside of you, warning you that you were coming close. You didn’t get to have him much, but it was expected since it is both of your first times with your new presentations, but you will get one more orgasm out of him. You will.
Once you finally felt Steve unclench you, you pulled out of him, making the Omega whine in distress but not having the energy to get up to look at you. You made Steve turn and land on his back so you could face him. You smiled in satisfaction as you saw tears rolling down his cheeks, and you leaned down to kiss them away.
“Baby…” Steve was breathing heavily, his eyelids closing but the pain was still there. He needed the knot. His Omega needed your knot.
“I know… I know…” And you positioned yourself in between his legs, a position that was always the other way around, but this time it felt more appropriate than ever. You guided yourself into his entrance once again and you kissed him softly on the lips as you thrusted back in again. 
Steve whined in your mouth, a noise of satisfaction escaping him as he felt full once more. He wrapped his legs around your waist, and his arms around your shoulders to pull you closer to him. You smiled onto his lips as you started moving in and out of him once again. 
You took your time, chasing that high that you felt before and something was way different down there. You were feeling something inside of your cock, something that was burning you and you felt extreme heat below. You looked down to see what was wrong, and your eyes widened when a knot started forming at the base of your shaft.
It started hitting against Steve’s opening, trying to intrude, and Steve gasped as he felt it, but he was now desperate for it, trying to chase it so you would start pushing it inside of him so you two would be locked. 
“Give me your pups– Mate me, mate me, please–” He was begging, he needed you so he didn’t have any shame, that could wait for later on, but right now he needed to be locked with you. He needed to be full of you. You moaned as you nodded as you started rutting into him at a fast pace, quick, hard, and the base of your cock started swelling even more, making it almost impossible to thrust back out and you didn’t want to hurt Steve.
So you slammed yourself in and you ground into him, making Steve’s eyes roll to the back of his head as he kept whimpering and crying out your name in moans. He was feeling that spongy part inside of him being hit with no mercy and he was in bliss with it. His cocklette twitched and twitched and he heard you growling so he connected his eyes with yours.
Your teeth were bared almost, breathing heavily as you towered over him, looking down at his bonding gland with intent. Steve nodded desperately at you, and that was all the confirmation you needed in your mind. You leaned down as you felt your knot forming inside of Steve and he whined as the burning returned because of the new stretch.
And then you felt yourself finally release into him, in thick white ropes, and your knot locked in as Steve clenched his walls in his own orgasm, his body shaking as you kept cumming because of how tightly he was holding you in. You growled loudly as you moved your mouth towards the juncture in between his neck and shoulder, over his mating gland.
And you pierced through it with your teeth, biting down.
Steve cried out because of the pain but then warmth invaded his whole body, something clicking inside him, and he smiled widely as he looked at the ceiling. He was bonded to you. He was your mate. Forever. You two were going to be together for the rest of your lives. He can’t wait to have pups, he knew that his presentation heat was not fertile, but maybe the next one…
“Stevie, don’t clench.” You hissed out, making Steve snap out of his thoughts as you raised up from the crook of his neck, and you wiped your mouth away that had some of Steve’s blood mixed with your drool. He was drowsy almost as he looked at you with pure adoration in his eyes.
“My Alpha…” Your eyes connected with his and you smiled fondly, nodding to him as you leaned to give him a soft kiss on the lips. You remained on top of him as he hugged you close, both still locked in, and you might be for a long while. 
You two regained your breaths slowly, not talking so your minds could also try to come down from the high of your rut and his heat. Five minutes later, you were still locked into him, and he tried to not clench many times so you wouldn’t get overstimulated. He was rubbing circles on your back as you laid your head on his chest, a smile on your lips.
“How are you feeling baby?” You asked as you raised your head up to look at him. He blinked towards the ceiling a few times, a chuckle escaping his lips.
“Ask me tomorrow?” You giggled at that and nodded, understanding that this was still something that you two needed to digest first because this possibility was never in your mind, nor his. But… “You know… it makes sense now that I think about it.”
You frowned and looked at him again.
“What do you mean?”
“I was always maternal. I always took care of the pups, and my biggest dream is to have my own, as many as I can…” He chuckled as he realized that if he had paid a little more attention he would have figured out his secondary gender long ago.
“Okay, yeah, I want pups too–” 
“You were always protective… You were territorial, of me, of the pups, of your parents… Always protecting everyone, and putting your pain aside to take care of everyone else…” He looked at you and you realized he had caught onto you, but you still lied, shaking your head at him.
“No, that’s not true–”
“So you’re telling me you didn’t feel weird this past week? You’re telling me that you didn’t feel any kind of pain?” He asked and you looked at him with a small growl in order for him to not ask anything anymore, but it didn’t work because he rolled his eyes at you, making you sigh.
“I did. But you were in greater pain, so I needed to take care of you first.” You said matter-of-factly, and the puzzle made sense in your head now. He raised an eyebrow at you with a small smile as he saw you realize what he meant. You sighed and gave him a nod to let him know you understood his point and then you felt his finger on your chin so you could look up at him.
“I want your pups… Please?” His eyes were glossy, desperate, and you knew he was reassuring you that he didn’t care about how things turned out, and you didn’t either. You would have never. You smiled at him and nodded, giving him a soft peck on his lips.
“Next time… we’ll make sure it takes.”
And Steve chirped in delight.
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a/n: i woke up one morning thinking about omegaverse and wondering why i never read a single alpha reader fic involving male characters. sometimes we are the ones to rail.
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Hello Heathens!
Like some smut with your darkness? Or maybe just something fun and dirty with your favorite character?
I may just have what you're looking for.
Below the cut I have compiled all the fics I currently have published that have all the spooky and sexy vibes. (Even those that are part of a series or chaptered work)
Happy Reading Heathens!
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Moonlight and Fang
OC Selene (can be read as reader) x Jax Teller, Dean Winchester, Captain Sy, Ari Levinson and Bucky Barnes.
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LUNATIC Ch 3
Avengers x Reader "Nyx" Story. This Chapter is Natasha x Reader x Bucky. Bucky x Reader x Steve. With special guests August x Reader x Walter.
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Affinity Series: We All Go A Little Mad Sometimes
ABO Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader x Alpha!Steve
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Why Did Love Put A Gun In My Hand
Dark Mafia story that is incomplete. Avengers x Reader "Jinx"
Affinity Series: Hearts Are Wild Creatures, That's Why Our Ribs Are Cages...
ABO Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader
This Is No Dream, This Is Really Happening...
Nomad!Steve x Reader
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A Second Chance Is A Better Chance - Christmas As A Roamer - The Ninth Christmas
Pairing: Alpha Steve Rogers x Omega Witch Reader, eventual ? x Omega Witch Reader and Alpha Steve Rogers X Omega Witch Reader
Summary: Rejected by your true mate at 21, you’ve given up on the Fates and the Moon Goddesses giving you a second chance. Being a Roamer for the last 9 years, you’re an Omega hardened by the world. You’re safe on your own because of your witchcraft, but it doesn’t stop Alphas and plenty of others sniffing around, especially when you’re an unmated Omega witch, who’s wolf also happens to be white, the rarest kind. You don’t need anyone, but why do you keep coming back to Brookville and why do you keep walking into trouble and helping people that you don’t know but for some strange reason feel like family. And where is that smell of apple pie coming from?
Warnings: A/B/O, eventual smut, violence in parts, witchcraft, shapeshifters,
You watched as the flames flickered in the fireplace, ignoring the buzz of your phone again. The library was your favourite room in the X Pack’s house. Dark bookcases lined the walls with a mix of the classics and modern tales along the shelves.
“You’re gonna have to answer that at some point” pushed Logan.
You sighed and flipped your phone over, so it was face down on the couch you were curled up on.
“I don’t know who it is.“ you lied.
“Oh so it’s not Frank then? Trying to make sure that you’re not on your own at Christmas, I didn’t realise you were on such close terms with them.”
“Is that a problem?”
“No, but I’d appreciate it if you’d pick up the phone, then at least he’d stop calling me.”
“What? he called you? Why would he do that?”
“I’m guessing because he cares. He called the Coulsons too.” 
“How did he even know I was here?”
“Well, your list of friends isn’t exactly long, is it?”
“Rude.”
“And it doesn’t really take a rocket scientist, or Sherlock Holmes to figure out where you’d be. Either you’re gonna be back home, which is very unlikely, or with someone you know.”
“Not necessarily. I’ve spent Christmas alone before.”
“But it ain’t pleasant kid, take it from someone who knows and understands.”
You huffed and looked up at the ceiling. 
“You can stay as long as you need to”
You nodded and let out a broken thank you.
“But I might need a favour?”
You cocked an eyebrow.
“You’re asking a favour of a witch that isn’t yours Logan?”
“I am.”
“Go on then. Although I’m not into women if you’re wanting to turn your throuple into a quad.”
“Ha ha ha” Logan replied dryly “I think I’ve got my hands full without throwing you into the mix.”
You snorted with laughter.
“Yeah you might have a point.”
“It is about them though, well, us.”
“OK. This is very vague so far.”
“Jean and I are ready for pups.”
“And Storm?” You answered quickly.
“She’s partly ready.”
“Again vague.”
“She’s scared.”
“Well being a mother is scary. Birth is scary. Even being pregnant can be scary for some.”
“And throw in being a witch into the mix and it’s got her, well, even more scared than she should be.”
“Do you usually dictate how your mates should feel?”
Logan held his hands up in surrender.
“That’s not what I meant.” he sighed “I, how do I put this without sounding like an asshole alpha?”
You said nothing but raised an eyebrow.
“I already sound like one don’t I?”
“I mean……”
“Yes you do.” Came a voice from the doorway. Jean.
“You understand her in ways we never can” she added as she set herself down beside you.
Logan went to interrupt but was cut off by a firm look from his mate.
“You can understand her where we can’t. We don’t know what it’s like to be an omega. To be an omega witch. To be a rarity. When your powers have been a cause of pain, ridicule and questionable childhoods.”
You shot her a stern look.
“And where do I fit in this?” you asked.
“She’s scared her powers will get out of control when the labour starts.” Jean replied.
“Getting ahead of yourselves aren’t you? She’s not pregnant yet.”
“Exactly, she’s not off birth control. She won’t even consider it without having a plan in place.” Logan snarked.
“And that’s her choice and we have to respect that.” Jean added.
“I’m not going to ask her to come off birth control or convince her to let you knock her up just because it’s what you want!” you quipped back.
“Damn straight sister.” Came another voice and Storm stepped out of the shadows.
Both Logan and Jean eyes went wide with shock. 
“How? Why couldn’t we smell you?” Logan almost barked.
“A concealing spell, a damn good one!” Jean frowned.
“Oh I wonder where she learnt that.” You sniggered.
Storm perched herself on the arm of the couch you were sitting on and started to play with your hair and smirked.
Jean and Logan glanced at each other. Storm hadn’t taken the overheard conversation as badly as they’d thought. They quickly discovered they were wrong, as she opened the bond and rushed her emotions through it.
“Don’t ever pull this shit again!” Storm snapped. “You aren’t as discreet as you think you are. White wolf ears, remember?”
“We thought you were sleeping.” Logan replied
“Well, that’s your own dumbass fault.” You quipped.
Storm’s expression softened as she looked down at you, still fiddling with your hair.
“We’ve already spoken. Y/N has agreed to be around during the pregnancy and during the labour. Logan you can speak to the Coulsons about a long term rental on the cottage and you two will be paying for it.”
Logan rolled his eyes as Jean replied.
“Of course.”
“You didn’t tell them the best part!” you added, smirking at Logan.
“Oh of course, she’s going to be godmother.”
“What!!?” Logan was quick to reply.
“Storm, that’s usually a mate decision.” Jean added.
“Yeah, so is trying for a baby.” she quipped back.
Jean and Logan locked eyes and it was obvious to you and Storm that they were mind linking. 
“Well, it makes complete sense. Whoever guides our pup safely into the world should be a godparent.” Jean confirmed.
“And that’s me. You’re welcome.” you replied.
“Great, now we’ll never be rid of her.” Logan threw in and you snorted with laughter.
Meanwhile on the other side of Brookville……….
Steve stood learning against the window frame looking out on to the packs land. Two years ago he had a letter in his hand telling him of his inheritance and now his pack were settled.
Well as settled as a bunch of ex-military reprobates could be. 
“Uncle Steve” called a little voice pulling his attention away from the window. He looked down to see Lila, Clint’s middle child, starting to climb his leg. 
“You k?”
“Yeah, sweetheart I’m ok.” Steve replied lifting him into his arms.
“Face sad.”
“I’m OK.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.” Steve spotted a shooting star dance across the sky. “Hey look, you think that’s a star or Santa?”
“Oooting star”
“Shooting star sweetheart.”
“Wish”
“Yeah, you’re right, I’ll make one and you make one, ready?”
“Yes”
Steve closed his eyes and made a wish and peeked as little Lila made hers too. He held her tightly in his arms and planted a soft kiss to the top of her head.
Would he ever gets this? His own child in his arms? He didn’t know anymore, he was starting to think that the chance had been taken away by the mate that rejected him. 
“Everything OK over here?”
Clint asked, picking up on the melancholy in Steve’s scent.
“Yeah sorry, we were looking at the stars.”
“Oooting stars Daddy”
“Oh wow, you make a wish?”
“Yes for Uncle Steve?”
“You used your wish for me?” Steve asked.
“Yep!”
“That’s sweet baby, time to say goodnight though.” Clint replied, lifting Lila from Steve’s arms.
The Barton’s kids made their way around the pack saying goodnight, giving out hugs as they were told to go straight to sleep ready for Santa.
The whisper of little Lila wasn’t missed as Clint carried her upstairs, Laura following as she held  Cooper’s hand and carried baby Nathaniel.
“Daddy?”
“Yeah sweetie.”
“I wished for Uncle Stevie to be happy.”
The remaining pack members turned to look at Steve, who promptly turned back to the window, swallowing hard to try and contain the lump that had formed in his throat. 
‘Let’s hope your wish works sweetheart’, Steve thought to himself waiting for another shooting star. 
On the other side of the room Natasha locked eyes with Bucky and mind linked with him. Bucky frowned at her, she knew he didn’t like mind linking since he was a POW. 
“The Luna you keep dreaming, about what does she look like?”
Bucky cocked an eyebrow at her, which she returned both turning to look at Steve. 
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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
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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!!
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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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xxbimbobunnyxx · 3 months
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Alpha!Steve Harrington x jealous!fem!Omega
I saw these photos and I couldn’t stop thinking about riding Steve’s throat and my brain just kind of ran with it and made it alpha!Steve and this was born…
18+MDNI!! (General omegaverse behaviors, Steve and reader are mated, Steve comes home smelling like another omega but it’s nothing shady, throat riding, dirty talk, jealous reader.)
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Your ears perk up at the sound of Steve’s car pulling into the driveway, your eyes dart from the dishes in the sink you’re currently doing to the big kitchen window above you. You watch Steve put the car in park with anticipation, you had been eagerly waiting for him all day. You could tell your heat was close and you were feeling extra needy.
He steps out of the car looking handsome as ever in his work clothes. The suit you ironed fresh for him that morning is a bit wrinkled now, his shirt is untucked and his tie is pulled loose. His hair that he usually slicks back on work days is starting to fall loose as well, a few stray strands of chestnut hanging around his ears and on his forehead.
You abandon the task at hand. You turn off the kitchen sink and dry your hands, pulling your apron over your head leaving you in just your silk sleep shorts set. You know this little outfit drives Steve crazy. You turn the lock and open the door just as you hear him start to put his key into the lock. The huge smile on your face falling immediately when the smell of him comes wafting in with the wind. You scrunch your nose in disgust, your eyes setting into a glare.
“What the fuck Steve? Who the fuck do you smell like? You fucking reek like an omega in heat.” You gag, the smell of another omegas desperation dripping off your alpha making you feel like you’re going to hurl.
“Baby, hey, just listen to me okay?” He takes a step forward and his hand reaches out for you but you jerk away from him. “You were right okay? About that new girl at work? I really thought she was just being friendly to me all this time but she went into heat at work today and…”
You snarl at him, your stomach drops as your mind goes to the worst places imaginable. Did he fuck her?
“Sweetie… just let me finish, nothing happened. Don’t go there. You know I only want you, you’re my omega, my mate. She uh - she basically cornered me in my office and threw herself at me, she tried to sit in my lap and she was dripping with slick and I swear I pushed her off of me baby, she didn’t even smell good to me. I was gagging and all I could think about was you.”
He has a pained look on his face, and his hand raises like he wants to reach out for you again but it’s almost like he thinks better of it and drops it back down to his side. His head hangs between his shoulders and he looks deflated, like a sad dog. Your first instinct is to comfort him, console your alpha, but the possessive part of you wants to go to that bitches house and give her a piece of your fucking mind. The part of you that wins though? The animalistic nature to remind your alpha who he belongs to.
Your hand reaches out and grabs hold of his tie, dragging him inside. He barely has time to kick the door shut behind him before you’re on him. Your fingers weave through his hair sprayed locks and pull, your lips smashing against his, all tongue and teeth. But you can still smell her on him, and this close you can tell she must’ve looped her arms around his neck because you can smell her on his throat and that makes you see red.
“Ugh, I can fucking smell her all over you, it’s awful Steve. Go in the bedroom. Now.” Your voice is stern, your eyes burning with rage in a way Steve has never seen them. It’s kind of turning him on. He decides he’s going to let you do whatever you need to do to him to feel better about this. He walks towards your bedroom, removing his tie and dress shirt as he goes.
You’re close behind him, helping him take it the rest of the way off before you’re reaching for his belt and undoing his pants too, shoving them down his legs. You throw his clothes that reek of the other girl across the room, you’re going to be burning those later.
“I missed you all day long, wanted you all day long, but I can hardly stand near you without wanting to puke right now.” Your eyes scan his naked body as you remove your own clothes.
“Baby, I can take a shower it’s no big de-“
“No Steve. Not good enough. Lay on the bed. On your back.” Your voice comes out a growl and it sends a shiver down Steve’s spine. He obeys, lying in the middle of your king sized bed, his cock at attention. He watches as you crawl over to him, swinging your leg over his hip to straddle his waist. “I’m going to make sure the only thing you can smell is me.”
You grin at him as you scoot up his chest, your bare pussy hovering over his throat. He assumes you’re going to sit on his face so when he feels your slick lips touch his neck he moans in surpise.
“She has some audacity, touching my alpha. I could smell her on your scent gland Stevie, I only want my smell there.” You look down at him with a pout on your lips and he wishes he could kiss it away. But he can tell that’s not what you need right now.
“Ride my throat baby girl, mark your territory.” His large hands grip onto your ass, pulling you down harder on him, encouraging you.
You’re so wet from all the thoughts you’ve been having of him all day, that combined with your fast approaching heat gives you the perfect amount of lubrication to glide against your alphas broad throat. You give an experimental thrust, a breathy gasp leaving your lips at the feeling. He hasn’t shaved in a few days so there’s a bit of stubble and his Addams apple slides through your lips and hits your clit deliciously.
“Oh Stevie, it feels so good.” You moan, your hands grip onto his hair as your thrusts increase. “You’re my alpha, mine mine mine.”
“Yes omega, I’m all yours, no one else’s. Use me to cum, mark your territory baby.” Steve’s grip on your ass tightens as he uses it to help you grind against him.
You feel yourself approaching the edge embarrassingly quick, you’ve been sensitive and needy all day and knowing you’re erasing the scent of that other omega from him appeases your primal brain. Your thrusts don’t let up, little moans and gasps leaving your lips. Steve can tell you’re close, his hands leaving your ass to tug on your nipples instead.
“Come on omega, use me to cum, want you to cum all over me.” His words do you in, your thighs shake and you throw your head back as a rush of slick leaves you. It drips down Steve’s throat and he groans at the feeling. He’s so hard right now he feels like he’s going to burst.
“Now let me show you just how much I love this pussy, how much I love you. I’d never want anybody else honey, this pussy was fucking made for me.” Steve grips your thighs, flipping you over into your back in one swift motion. “I’m fucking yours baby, your alpha… let me show you…”
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late-to-the-party-81 · 7 months
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My beginning, my end, my everything
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