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stuckymonkey · 8 months

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Help Me

BuckyNat

Pairing - buckynat x enhanced!reader

Summary - y/n is having a really rough period and enlists the help of her girlfriend and boyfriend to make the pain go away

Warnings - blood, periods, cramps, oral (f and m receiving), fingering, shower sex

Word count - 2.5k

a/n - I recently had my period, and coming up with this story was the only thing that kept me going

I was embarrassed. This was possibly the most embarrassing thing I've ever done. I called my partners, Bucky Barnes and Natasha Romanoff while crying on the toilet. In my defense, I am enduring the most pain I have ever been in.

Their arrival was made known to me by my front door slamming open and Natasha scolding James for being so rough. He knocked quickly on the bathroom door, waiting impatiently for an answer. "Y/n/n?" he called, his voice much softer than his hurried actions. "Baby? Come in," I whimpered at the end of my sentence.

"Oh sweetheart," Nat said, following Buck into the bathroom. They sat beside me while I cried and whimpered in pain for close to an hour, taking turns making me sip water and wiping a cool cloth over my forehead. After I felt confident enough to venture out of the bathroom, we all sat on my bed.

I enjoyed the comfort of my room and soft blankets with my two lovers sharing their body heat with me. "Have you eaten yet, med?" Natasha asked. I shook my head in response. She tsked at me before declaring she would go prepare us something light.

After twenty minutes and no return of the redhead, Bucky decided to go check on her, leaving me alone in my room with my hot water bottle. I had time to think about how to make myself feel better when an incredible idea came to me. I tried waiting patiently for them to return so I could tell them my idea.

Ten more minutes passed and neither of them had returned. Had they left? I scurried to the kitchen where I saw the two loves of my life arguing about what to put on my toast. I playfully shook my head and rolled my eyes.

Here they were, the cutest ex-assassins on Earth, bickering about whether I would enjoy strawberry jam or nutella better tonight. "Excuse me," I started. Their heads snapped to me standing in the doorway of the kitchen in one of Nat's old shirts, one that she probably stole from Bucky.

"I have a plan. Nat, you're going to sit on my face while Bucky uses his metal arm to take out my uterus." The redhead's eyes darkened and she let out a low moan at my quest. Bucky's, on the other hand, widened as if I had two heads. "God, please malyshka," Came from Nat's mouth at the same time Bucky's produced a "No, Y/n are you insane?! No!"

I whimpered at his words, smirking on the inside as Natty came to wrap herself around me. "Good girl," I purred in her ear. I couldn't help but wince as a wave of cramps hit my lower abdomen. Bucky's facial expression softened at this and he came to join our embrace, kissing each of us on our hairlines.

"I have a better idea, dekta." He spoke against my temple. Nat looked up at him with curious eyes. "You'll feel good too, don't you worry," He said, pecking her cheek as he walked away, motioning us to follow him.

Bucky led us to the large bathroom and started up the shower. I quirked my eyebrow at him, curious as to what he was doing. This didn't seem very pleasurable and I was not in a mood to wait. Slowly he started stripping Nat, kissing each part of her bare skin as it became exposed. Once he was done he coaxed her into the warm shower where she moaned at the comfort of the hot water.

"You next, kitten." His voice sounded rough, filled with held back lust. I was desperately sucking at his neck and collarbone as he undressed me, taking less time than he did with Natasha, knowing my low threshold of patience. "Good girl," He praised as I stood bare before him. I went to help him undress but he quickly nudged me into the direction of the shower.

Upon entering the shower, I saw Nat soaking herself under the water, sliding her hands all over her glorious and slippery body. I moaned and moved over to her, grabbing a loofa and squirting some soap on it, beginning to run it over her body. She watched me with wide and hungry green eyes, her lip caught between her teeth.

As I was working the soap over her body, I felt something come between my legs and push them apart. I looked down to see Bucky with his head between my legs. My mouth hung open at the sight, he kept his eye contact with me as he licked a testing stripe through my folds. "Bucky, the blood," I whined. "Shhh, it's okay, doll. Trust me." He had barely finished his sentence before his mouth was on me again, working his tongue around my clit and teasing my entrance.

While he worked I finished cleaning Natasha, then started giving her nipples some attention. Her head flew back as I started to roll and twist the buds between my wet fingers. I started massaging her right breast, taking my other hand to grab her hair and guide my face to mine. I swallowed her gasp with my lips, capturing her in a messy kiss.

Her tongue danced with mine while I continued to abuse her hard nipples and Bucky moved me closer and closer to the edge. I started grinding on his face, pulling Nat closer by her hair and working my mouth over hers even more. I moaned and whined into the kiss. Bucky moved one hand up to still my hips and the other to tease at my entrance.

I moved myself off Natasha to moan his name, coming out a little whinier than I had hoped. I kept trying to grind on him but he just held my hips tighter, finally sinking two fingers into my soaked heat. Natasha took the lead this time, grabbing me with both hands and bringing my face to hers.

The kiss was messy and exactly what I needed to be pushed to my first orgasm of the night. I squealed into her mouth at the pleasure and kneaded her breasts gently as Bucky licked my cunt to soothe me from my recent high. I started slowing down our kiss, giving her sweet pecks and Bucky moved his head away from my core.

"Taste so good," He said, coming up to kiss Natasha. She kissed me after, letting me taste myself on her tongue. I moved down to face Bucky's girthy cock, giving it kitten licks while looking between him and Nat. He groaned as I took his length further down my throat, almost reaching the base but not quite. I whined when another wave of cramps hit me.

I used one hand to play with his heavy balls and the other to grasp the remainder of his cock. He started to move his his, earning a slap to the thigh from me. "Looks like our kitten has some sass." Nat snickered. "Shut up." He grumbled, to which Natasha replied "Make me."

This led to Bucky roughly making out with Nat and me groaning at the erotic sight. At the vibrations my mouth sent over his cock, Bucky moaned into Natasha's warm mouth. "Fuck," he said, moving his hips a little more, breaking his kiss with Nat to gauge my reaction.

The redhead kneeled down and started massaging my breasts, "Look at our good girl," She cooed, settling beside me to watch as I took Bucky at a fast pace. His hands threaded through my wet hair, I tried to relax my throat as much as I could, giving him permission to use me how I needed.

Nat's hand went to the brunette's ass, encouraging him to snap his hips into my mouth. His balls hit my chin with each thrust, making me wet all over again.

Bucky started moaning more frequently, letting us know that he was close to the edge. He looked so gorgeous when his cock was down one of our throats. His eyes were squeezed shut and his mouth was slightly parted, letting out the filthiest moans at our actions.

A harsh slap was delivered to Bucky's soft ass from Natasha, which brough him to his release. Hearing the noise her slap created his eyes blew wide and he let out a high whine. I groaned as I felt his hot cum shoot down my throat, doing my best to swallow it all. I kept working him through his orgasm, only stopping when he pulled away with a satisfied shudder.

I turned my head to meet Nat in another kiss which got interrupted by Bucky whining at being left out. The redhead pulled back and shared a look with me before standing up and slowly kissing Bucky. He tried to kiss her harder, to which she pulled back completely.

"Take what I give you," She spat, going back to gently kissing his soft lips. I loved when Natasha dominated him but was soft with me. He gave soft whimpers and moans as she worked her lips over his. I went on my knees and started licking at her cunt from behind. I could hear her give a low chuckle into Bucky's mouth, obviously pleased at my actions. I reached around her to grab Bucky's half-hard cock and give it a few tugs, making him harder just like I wanted.

Nat pushed herself back on my face, enjoying the friction. As Bucky's cock hardened up I moved it towards Nat's entrance, watching as I teased it through her folds. She let out soft and sweet noises as I moved her to stand close to Bucky. After some more teasing I guided Bucky's thick length into her warm cunt, enjoying the pleasureful noises they let out at feeling each other.

I moved off of Nat and stood behind Bucky, watching between the two where their bodies met. I held on to Bucky's waist and started biting and sucking on his shoulders as he thrusted into Nat. He wasn't going to last long, and neither was she. I could tell they were close when Bucky's moans became loud and desperate, and Natasha let her head fall into Bucky's neck.

They both came with cries of euphoria. Nat's nails dug into Bucky's marked up shoulders, adding little half moons to my small bruises and marks. He rutted into her slowly, helping her ride out her climax. "There you go, I got you sweet girl." The brunette petted her hair softly as she came down from her high, smiling at me over his shoulder.

I kissed her lips softly and reached around to rub her back. They seperated and we all shared a few lazy kisses, finishing up our shower in lukewarm water. Bucky and Natasha helped me dry off and then sent me to the bedroom where I found the bed made, fuzzy blankets set out and my hot water bottle. I hurried to the kitchen to heat up my water bottle and to take more advil while I waited for them to come out of the bathroom.

When I returned to the bedroom, I noticed that there were black towels placed over the bed. "Guys, how many times do I have to tell you that wet towels do not belong on the nice, dry bed?" I snapped. "Relax doll, they're dry too." Bucky said with a wink. I rolled my eyes and went to take them off my bed when Natasha's warm hand stopped me. "Leave them, malyshka. Trust me." She kissed just under my ear and let her grey towel fall to the ground, revealing her body in all of its glory.

Her breasts were full and round, nipples still perky from being twisted. I could see her cunt and it was puffy from the activities of the shower. "Come here, y/n." She cooed, laying down on the soft pillows and beckoning me to follow her. "Strip baby." Bucky commanded, walking out of the bathroom with still damp hair and a towel slung dangerously low on his waist.

I started at him as a few water droplets rode down his Adonis belt and into the confines of the towel. My eyes snapped to his as he walked closer, and I quickly started to take off my fresh pajama shorts and baggy shirt.

"Lay on Natty for me." He directed. "Ass up." I positioned myself so my chin rested on the redhead's abdomen. Licking around her chest as I waited for Bucky to tell me what to do next. Instead of speaking to me, he ended up pushing my hips so they met the bed. I could hear him shuffling behind me, and I looked to Nat. She was watching him with dark eyes when I felt him sheath himself into my heat. I moaned at the feeling of him sliding against my sensitive walls.

Bucky thrusted slowly into my pussy, letting his balls slowly hit my ass. I felt that familiar feeling in my core, "B-bucky, harder" he listened to my plea, snapping his hips faster, perfectly rubbing my sensitive cervix. "Ahhh," I wiggled around, trying to ensure that he thrusted into my cervix every single time. "There you go pretty girl," he cooed, rubbing his hands over my back. "Is that what you wanted? Needed us to fuck you nice and good? Hitting all the right places in your tight, sensitive little cunt?" He asked. "Yes! Bucky! Please," my eyes started to tear up, Nat started playing with my hair while I sucked on her sensitive nipples, biting at them every now and then, earning sharp hisses from her small mouth.

"Bucky!" I cried, starting to feel my walls clench around him. "Cum for me, doll." His mouth came to suck on my ear as his hips continued helping me through my orgasm. I cried out as his finger played with my clit. I was a whining mess, and shortly after Bucky's hips stuttered and he emptied his hot seed into me.

"Good girl," he praised. I felt Nat frame my face with her hands, brining me off her boob. She kissed my forehead before rolling me over to cuddle into her side. "Bucky?" I asked, noticing his absence. "Right here doll." He smiled. His hair had dried by now and he pulled on some black boxers. "What's in your hand?" I asked from my spot at Nat's side. "Fresh underwear, a pad and boxers." I cooed, taking the items happily.

Our redhead was quick to snatch them from my hands. Throwing the boxers at Bucky and putting the pad on my underwear. She shushed me when I offered to help, lifting up my hips and sliding on the panties. Then bucky put his extra boxers on overtop. I kissed them both in thanks and cuddled more into our girlfriend's side.

Before we went to sleep, Bucky turned off all the lights and got both me and Nat shirts. "Thank you," I mumbled. "Of course, baby." "Anything for you, kitten."

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mostlymarvelsstuff · 4 months

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BuckyNat 💙🖤

+ for fluff ^ for angst * for smut

Stories:

Craving Your Touch (a/b/o) ^*+

One-shots:

Holiday Treats +*

Marvel Masterlist

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hoppers-babygirl · 5 months

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Forget It. PT5

Author: hoppers-babygirl All works are mine and none shall be translated, thank you!

kofi: ko-fi.com/hoppers_babygirl

Word Count: 3379

Warnings: Cursing, angst- lots of angst.

Header made by: @firefly-graphics

It was around ten in the morning when you woke up. Looking around groggily you realize a set of arms are wrapped around your waist. Your brows pinch in confusion and you look to find the person the arms belong to only to find Clint’s face buried into your pillow. You move ever so slightly to face him better. You never thought you’d wake up in his arms again one day. Usually you woke up in Bucky’s arms. A cloud of sadness threatened to loom over you but you wouldn’t let it. Not anymore. It wasn’t fair to you to keep overthinking what happened, it’s in the past and you had to pick up the pieces and move on.

Sure you didn’t exactly have to move into bed with someone but you’re a grown woman and can do whatever you damn well please. As you’re lost in your thoughts Clint wakes up and is watching you with an unbelievably goofy smile.

“Morning Princess, how’d you sleep?” His hand comes up to brush a few stray hairs from your face. His deep and husky voice brings a smile to your face.

“Good morning handsome, I slept really well actually.” You turn your face so his hand cradles your jaw and your lips press a few kisses to his palm. His smile somehow grows even bigger.

“I’m glad. You deserve a good rest especially after such a wild party.” He laughs softly as his thumb gently strokes your cheekbone. You hum quietly for a moment, “I’m guessing the usual breakfast routine?” Your brow quirks as his smile deepens. “You got any good coffee around this place?” He asks before sitting up in bed. You follow suit, pulling the blanket up around you as you rest your back against the headboard. “Yes I do. It’s in the freezer as usual and you obviously know where the coffee pot is.” You get comfortable in bed as he kisses your temple before he stands from bed and makes his way toward the kitchen.

Smiling to yourself, you sit and recall your previous night. The sunlight shining through the curtains gave you a bit of a headache but you didn’t really mind. In the semi quiet you begin to recall events from the night before. You weren’t exactly sure how to feel, on one hand you can’t believe that you and Clint did what you did, but then again a slight guilt casted a shadow over you.

Before your thoughts wandered any further your phone rang, it was Bucky. Biting your lip you click ignore and send it to voicemail. You knew you wouldn’t be able to ignore the situation for much longer but for now you wanted to just enjoy breakfast with Clint. You take a deep breath and get up from your position in bed. Standing up you stretch and wince slightly as you stretch your legs. A blush creeps up your cheeks as the pain reminds you of the night before. You hadn’t realized things had gotten that far out of hand but you also couldn't remember much at the moment as the headache began to creep its way over you.

Quickly you throw on your robe and go to the bathroom to clean up and grab a shower. You washed last night off of your body and soon shut the water off before stepping out to wrap a towel around your body. Going over to your sink you fix your hair and begin to dry off. Clint called out to you letting you know breakfast was finished.

Once dry and in your robe you step out from the bathroom and throw on an old shirt and a pair of pajama bottoms along with your slippers. Clint stood in the kitchen plating the freshly made pancakes and eggs wearing his pants from the night before, it looked a bit silly seeing him that way but you remembered he didn’t have anything else to possibly wear. You gave his cheek a soft kiss before you sat down in front of a plate. Coffee was brewing while orange juice sat on the counter.

“I wasn’t sure what you were in the mood for so I went with the basics. I drank a whole pot of coffee while you were washing up though, so if you want a cup you gotta wait until it’s done. If not, I grabbed you a glass of juice.” He explained before setting the pan that held the leftover scrambled eggs he had made on the stovetop.

“It looks good, thanks.” You gave a smile before you started to eat your food. You hummed in delight at the taste of the pancakes that filled your plate as well.

“Mm I think I’ll have coffee but I need syrup.” Clint chuckled and made his way over to the pantry to grab out the syrup for you.

“Here, but you don’t have to thank me. Everyone needs good hangover food the next day.” He plopped in the chair next to you and began to eat.

Your phone rang once again but you turned it to silent, Clint eyeballed you curiously as you nonchalantly stood to make yourself the cup of coffee you had wanted.

“Aren’t you going to answer that? It might’ve been Tony giving us the itemized bill.” He snorted out a laugh.

You stirred the contents of your mug and shook your head. “No, I want to enjoy breakfast without being disturbed. Well.. as undisturbed as I can be with you around.” You turn on your heel with a smirk teasing your lips.

Clint dramatically scoffed and clutched his chest. “And here I made you a nice breakfast. Oh the heartbreak..”

You laughed at his silliness before you took a cautious sip of your coffee. Humming at the taste you and Clint resumed eating breakfast in a peaceful silence. Eventually you finish your meals and you begin to clean up, Clint grabbed another cup of coffee for himself.

A peaceful silence fell over you both as you cleaned the kitchen up as well as the dishes, eventually Clint finished up his coffee and made his way to go take a shower. After drying your hands off you walked into the living room and laid down on the couch. Your head didn’t hurt as bad as you thought it would but it still didn’t feel that great. Your phone vibrates once again causing a groan to fall from your lips, getting up you walked into the kitchen to retrieve it from the kitchen table where you left it last.

“Hello?” You asked with a slightly harsh tone.

“I should’ve known you’d be grumpy, you always are after a night of drinking.” Maria’s voice sounded through your speaker.

You shifted from foot to foot as you felt silly for sounding so rude when you picked up your phone.

“Sorry, I didn’t look at my screen before I answered. What’s up?” You hummed softly.

“I just wanted to check on you, I saw you left the party last night with Barton.” She spoke.

“I’m okay, it was a good night actually. Just got a headache from it all.” You explain as you move around your kitchen, grabbing the Tylenol from the cabinet and taking two tablets with some of Clint’s leftover coffee in his cup.

“Yeah, it seems you two had quite the party going on before you left. You do know that everyone saw you two leaving the party rather quickly.” Maria wasn’t one for gossip but she was your friend and she did have a tendency to be nosy.

“All I remember is the music was loud and the tequila was good.” Sure you cut some information out but not everyone needed to know the events plus you weren’t even sure what last night was all about yourself.

“You know- nevermind. Just make sure you rest up today. Work’s just too quiet without you.” Maria ended the call with those words leaving you wondering what she was going to say.

But your thoughts were soon interrupted as Clint came out of the bathroom a few moments later with his towel wrapped around his hips perfectly. The sight caused your lips to curl into a smirk, “You going to do a walk of shame back to your place in my towel?”

“You know me I don’t care if anyone sees me, I’m sure half of this building has seen me naked at least once.” He shrugged with a dopey grin.

His words made you laugh, he was right. “Just don’t forget to return the towel, okay?”

His smile fell a bit. “Oh… I figured maybe I’d grab some of my things and come back here.” He explained.

“Oh..OH.. uhm I don’t know I mean isn’t there someone else you could stay with? Someone who you haven’t slept with?” You tease with a half assed smile.

“I just didn’t think either of us would want to be alone but it’s cool, don’t worry I’ll have your towel back to you.” He began to gather his clothes from the night before.

A pang of guilt hit your stomach, he wasn’t wrong about you not wanting to be alone but you weren’t even sure what to make of last night so what would it mean if he did stay over? As you were in your thoughts he started for the door which made you scramble to your feet.

“Wait! Wait- you’re right. I don’t want to be alone but I don’t really know what we’re doing and I just thought time away from one another would give us some time to figure out what the hell we’ve been doing.” You let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding.

Clint was stopped in his tracks, for a moment he paused as you spoke but soon enough he too stepped out your door. Your shoulders slumped and you let out an exasperated sigh before you moved to lay down in bed again.

You close your eyes and eventually doze off once again, as you lay curled up in bed you soon feel a dip in the mattress. The feeling caused you to wake up a bit, looking up through tired eyes you could’ve sworn that you saw the long dark hair you had grown used to lying there beside you- a banging noise woke you up causing you to gasp and sit up quickly in bed. Looking around you grew a bit disappointed at the empty space in your bed, it was just a dream.

There was another loud noise which caused you to get up from your bed. You hadn’t realized that before you went back into your room that you locked your door. “Hey, let me in since you won’t answer my calls.” Clint’s voice sounds from the other side of the door. You sigh in relief and open it up to find him now dressed and your towel he took earlier cleaned and folded up neatly in his grasp.

“Must you be so loud?” You groan and move out the way to let him in your apartment once again.

“Like I said- you didn’t answer my calls and I wanted to bring this back.” He tossed the towel on your kitchen table as he moved his way into your living room nonchalantly.

He plops on your couch and looks back as if asking you to join him. Which you do after closing your door once again.

“Did you wanna order a pizza?” He glances at his phone for the time. “It’s almost dinner anyways.”

You hadn’t realized that you were asleep for that long. Plopping onto the couch you nodded, “Yeah might as well.”

A beat of silence fell over you both before you spoke up, “Why’d you come back after me being an ass?” Your voice soft as you spoke.

“Because you were right, we probably should figure out what the hell we’ve been doing but I didn’t want to be alone so I came back anyway.” He shrugged.

You nod and hand him the remote to which he puts it on some show with dogs dressed up as cops but you don’t care. It was cute and amusing enough to keep your attention while Clint called in the pizza order.

After a few episodes he got the text that the pizza delivery guy was waiting in the lobby of the compound so he got up to grab your dinner. While he retrieved the pizzas you decided to grab drinks and plates for you both before bringing them into the living room knowing he'd wanna watch a movie while you two had dinner. A few moments later he came back with four boxes of pizzas which almost made you wish that you had placed the order instead of the man obsessed with pizza.

Shaking your head with a chuckle you grab two of the boxes to help him as he sets the boxes down in the kitchen. “You’d think I would learn to make the call to the pizza place myself but for some reason I just haven’t yet.” You tease.

“What can I say I just love pizza.” He joked as he opened the boxes showing you the different pizzas he ordered. One with all meat, one with all cheese, one with veggies and meat and the last with pepperoni and pineapple. You hum at their delicious scent and pick a piece up from each box before you settle back on the couch once again.

Eventually Clint joined you on the couch with his plate full of pizza and he grabbed the remote control changing the channel to some comedy that played in the background. You didn’t pay much attention to it as you ate but every so often Clint would laugh at the movie's antics. While chewing on a bite of your pizza your mind began to drift, you wondered what Bucky was up to right now, was he and Natasha sharing dinner together just as you and Clint were? Or was he hanging out with Steve and Sam? Maybe he was out with someone else already, you couldn’t blame him if he was. Soon enough your thoughts were interrupted as Clint gently bumped into your shoulder to get you back to reality.

“Hey.. hellooo.. Watcha thinkin about?” He hummed and set his plate down so he could turn in his seat to face you better.

“Hmm? Oh- nothing important. Sorry I didn’t mean to space out, guess it’s just one of those days.” You explain, your stomach began to knot up so you set your pizza down as well.

“Yeah I get that, I mean I keep thinking is Natasha thinking about me as much as I have been of her? No offense.” He said.

You nodded. “I don’t mind. I’ve been doing the same thing too about Bucky of course, but it’s also been nice to hangout with you again before I totally hated your guts.” You tease with a small smile.

He chuckles in agreement. “Yeah today has been kinda nice, no major arguments or anything crazy like that.”

You grow quiet for a moment. “So.. why did you and Nat break up? I mean she’s clearly the one you wanted to be with all along.” Clint squirms in his seat at your question.

“I told her that I loved her and she kicked me out.” He said quietly.

“That's a little weird but I mean I don’t blame her.” You say.

“What do you mean? Are you siding with her?” He grew defensive.

“Clint you can’t really be mad at her right? Well I guess you are if you slept with me but seriously being told I love you from someone is big especially with her history.” You go on to explain.

“What do you mean someone with her history?” He asked, aggravation laced in his tone.

“Did you know nothing about her? C’mon man. She has been mistreated by men all her life and then finally she trusts one enough to let into her life and then you expect her to return this grand gesture? You should’ve realized that her boyfriend telling her that you love her would be a much bigger deal to her than it was to you.” You explain.

“But it was a big deal to me as well!” He protests.

You shake your head. “No Clint, you’re not getting it. She’s probably scared to tell you that she loves you too because she's been manipulated so much in her life that she doesn’t believe she can have anything good happen to her like the man she probably loves, tell her plain as day that he loves her.” You weren’t sure why you were defending Natasha but if she and Clint could salvage what they had then maybe you and Bucky could too…

Clint shook his head at you but deep down he knew you were right. Dealing with Natasha was almost dealing with a skittish cat, one false move and she would be spooked. “I felt so stupid after telling her but you’re right. I never really thought about it like that until now. I just thought maybe she didn’t really love me, that maybe I was too needy or too childish for her and that telling her that I loved her was the final straw for her. But I just don’t get why she’d be hanging around Bucky if she really did love me.” He said.

“Probably the same reason you and I are hanging around each other, we’re familiar. Now don’t get me wrong it’s hard seeing them together but you have to remember they’ve known each other longer than we have, longer than you and Natasha have known one another. And even if she doesn’t actually have any feelings for him, she still knows that it won’t need to go any further than what it might have already, which means she won’t have to deal with something so life changing. Why didn’t you just go to her and talk this out instead of coming here to get drunk and fuck? I mean hey the sex was good, great even but you’re smarter than that. You know you two would have figured things out.”

He sighs and gives you a shrug. “I don’t know… maybe because with you it wasn’t so hard. I love you meant I love you and I want you out the apartment really meant I want you out the apartment. But with Natasha sometimes it was a guessing game, sometimes things had double meanings to her and I was tired of trying to play her game.” He said.

You shake your head at him once again. “You wanted out because shit got too hard and you didn’t want to keep putting in the effort to fix things because that’s what you do.”

“You know I wish I didn’t even answer your question. You have no right to say this shit when your relationship went to hell too.” He throws in your face.

You scoff. “You do realize we were engaged right? I know your habits Clint. You might be mad at Natasha for being the way she is but you’re just the same Clint. You play this game of just being the dumb country boy but you know better! You only play dumb so people won’t expect as much out of you as they should!” Your voice grows louder with your words.

“Maybe this is why Bucky left you because you like to play therapist to everyone but yourself. Have you sat back and really thought about what went wrong in your own relationship or are you just diagnosing your breakups as everyone else's problems?” Clint spat out before he stood up and headed for the door. “You know what this is why I left the first time, I shouldn’t have made the mistake of coming back here.”

“Go ahead Clint, walk out on me once again just because you don’t like what you’re hearing!” You call out as he nears the door, his hand gripping the handle he turns back and looks at you just before slamming the door behind him. You throw a pillow at the door with an annoyed growl.

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misguidedasgardian · 2 years

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If not now, then when?

Pairing: Bucky x Agent!Reader x Nat

Summary: Bucky and Nat want you as much as you want them… it’s almost funny how much it took you all to figure it out, but Nat is not waiting any longer

Warnings: Polyamorous relationship, three idiots in love, training, sweaty avengers, Nat is kinky and knows what she wants, alcohol consumption and tipsy characters, threesome (mff), dom/sub undertones, smut, fingering, oral sex ( f and M receiving), face sitting, unprotected sex, (Don’t be silly wrap your willy), and other warnings I might just forget, but you can gues where this is going, fluff.

Wordcount: 4.9k

Notes: Ok, this is new for me, I've written threesomes with Steve and Bucky but this is the first time I write a fem!reader with Nat… Is a new thing I’m really into and will be sharing and exploring it even further… anyways… am I bi? I don’t know yet… I am attracted to hot people regarding of their sex? yes. I also wanted to write some slowburn and cute, but I really wanted to get this out of my system hahaha, some hot sex and feeling and we all get what we want, right?

You grunted and almost moaned at the effort, sweat coronating your hairline and salty droplets falling down your temples. This brutal exercise it's making you tired and sore, but you didn’t stop… you didn’t want to…

You kept pounding into that sack of sand like your life depended on it, “because maybe one day it might” would have said the captain himself.

You weren’t the strongest of the avengers or the agents, that’s why you needed to be the fastest, sneakiest, swiftest if you wanted to keep your place in the elite squad of SHIELD agents that worked hand to hand with the Avengers themselves

You never knew though, that even if you weren’t the best, you’d ever lost your spot… thanks to not only one but two assassins

“Look at her any harder and your eyes are going to fall off” Bucky blushed as he looked down, hiding his face from the redhead assassin, “You are so sweet” she mocked, “a little creepy though” Nat invited him with a gesture to spare with him, and they did

“Why won’t you ask her out already?” she teased as she started to throw soft punches and kicks at him, and he repelled them skillfully and swiftly

“Because I don’t know if he is going to say yes” he stole glances at you then and there, as you kept kick–boxing the hell out of that punching bag

“She totally is going to say yes” Nat answered back, with a smirk that made his skin crawl

“We don’t know that, why don’t you ask her out?” he asked out of almost spite at her mockery

“I am not sure she is going to say yes to me” she purred, with those big green eyes and that gorgeous face. Bucky stopped his movements with a long sigh

“So you do want to ask her out” he murmured, impressed, “I was joking”

“I do want to ask her out” she said firmly. Now they both were looking at you, and you felt so watched you stopped all your movements and instinctively looked at the source. When you saw them both you trembled, feeling incredibly embarrassed. They both looked away but you couldn’t shake the feeling… Did you grunted so loudly that two of the hottest people you’d ever met heard you all across the gym? you shuddered and kept working out, minding to be more quiet this time

“I wonder if she moans like that in bed” she whispered to Bucky and he felt his cheek heat so much he thought he was going to collapse

“Nat” he reprimanded, looking around to see if anyone heard, but luckily nobody did

“You are so cute” she giggled, “I bet we could make her purr” she continued

“Stop it!” he murmured

“You don’t like sharing?” she asked then, raising one of her eyebrows

“We aren’t sharing her she is not some “thing” he said, upset

“I know Bucky” she responded, seriousness taiting her voice, “I care for her, and I know you do too”

“So?”

“So? Answer the question, do you mind sharing?” she asked again with a smile

“What if she doesn't?” he responded, raising a eyebrow

“Is that a yes?” she asked back

“You and her? with me?” he asked then, “Hell, where do I sign?” he sighed again, “But maybe she wouldn’t like that”

“Let's see, ok?” She said reassuringly, “If not we let her choose”

You giggled at Tony’s joke more for need than for something else, you always had to be on the millionaire´s good side if you wanted to keep it up, he seemed content as someone signaled for him all across the room of the party and he left to meet up with a friend

You sighed in relief when you found yourself alone in the middle of another glamorous Stark Party

Not to be misinterpreted, you liked Tony, it was more of the fact you got so flustered when you were alone with people in general, even if you could throw a good punch and you were a good agent, assertive and alert, your social skills were heavily lacking. You went to take another sip of the flute of champagne in your hand to find it empty, so you walked towards the bar where you spotted a certain redhead

“Hey Nat” you greeted shyly, fixing a wild hair behind your ear

“You look stunning tonight, kitten” she purred, and you felt your cheeks heat at her comment

“Thanks” you whispered, looking down at a blue velvet dress you had inherited from your mother, it was vintage, and for today´s party fitted perfectly, “You too” he silk green dress hug all her right parts and made her eyes look stunning, more than normal

“You are so sweet” she smirked at you as she mixed some drinks together, and you wondered if she was being friendly, or rather… You had seen her be “friendly” with other girls, and this wasn’t that, this was more than when she use to flirt with the Captain, you saw it first hand, in missions and such

“Kitten” she called and you worked from your stupor, “I asked what can I get you?” she raised an eyebrow, entertained by your lost puppy look

“Well… Oh, sorry” you mumbled, “I was drinking champagne, but…”

“I think you might want to get something stronger” you just nodded with a smile, taking a seat right in front of her at the bar.

“Surprise me” you muttered, even surprising yourself that you’d flirt back. She was also pleasantly surprised as she started mixing the drink after she winked at you

“I don’t think I’m the only one who thinks you look stunning” Nat said with a wide smile as she handed you a St John Cocktail

“What do you mean?” you asked, she pointed with her head behind you and you turned to see Bucky looking right at you both. He was supposed to be talking with Sam and Steve but his eyes wouldn’t leave your form for a second. You turned back to Nat with heated cheeks

“I think he might be looking at you” you suggested, why would he look at you when he could be looking at Nat? she was one of the most gorgeous women you had ever laid eyes on, she was like a model or an actress.

“Maybe he is looking at both of us” she suggested

But a jealous ting burn in your chest, you really liked Bucky too, but as you looked back at Nat and found her waving at Bucky teasingly, you thought you were being selfish and also naive. Why would any of them be looking at you when they could be looking at each other?

“A penny for your thoughts?” you turned to look at Nat

“No, nothing” you giggled, waving it off

“Do you like him?” she asked, and you panicked. Nat was your friend, she had always been so nice to you when you joined the Agents of SHIELD and then you knew for a fact that she handpicked you and recommended you to participate in exclusive training with the Avengers, into the close circle. She would always give you advice and you considered her your friend, in missions she would alway have your back, and you really, really cared for her.

“Oh, well, he is handsome” but admit your attraction to Bucky would ruin your relationship with Nat? You cared for them both, and liked them too much, and you still think it must be illegal to look as good as they did, This was something that you were exploring yourself because you had never want to have a relationship with two people at the same time, or wanting to be with them at the same time.

“I agree” something in her tone made your panties damp, and you didn't even know why, maybe they already were since you looked at the redhead, “He is so hot” was this a girl talk? Did you misunderstand everything??

“Yeah” you muttered, ignoring the pain in your chest, thinking that now they were both going with each other and leaving you

“You want him too?” you looked at her alarmed

“What?” She only smiled at you, her green eyes wouldn’t miss a thing, she looked like she wa on the hunt, and you found yourself wanting to be her rey

“Do you want him too, kitten? Answer me” her tone alone made you sit straight as you looked at her wide eye

“Yes” you confessed, “I want him too”

“Besides me? Or like me?” she tilted her head showing you her neck and you shuddered on your spot

“I want you both” you confessed, she wasn’t even a Witch like Wanda but you could confess murder to her right now if she asked

“You are a good girl” she purred, she leaned in giving you an amazing view of her cleavage and she caressed your cheek making you shudder, “Are you going to be a good girl for us?”

“What?” you managed to ask

“See Bucky and I we couldn’t decide either” she said simply, “We both wanted you, so we agreed on asking you how you felt about it”

“I feel so good about it” you said with wide eyes and a dry mouth, waiting for her next move

“Good girl”

Bucky watched with wide eyes the exchange between you and Nat, the way she caressed your cheek and you leaned into her touch like a little kitten. Does this mean what he thought it meant? Nat shamelessly looked at him and winked, and then you looked at him as well, with those doe, innocent eyes

Perhaps he should have been there right next to Nat, buy she was right you were shy, and both of them coming over you it might just be too much

Then, the unthinkable happened, Nat whispered something in your ear and you leaned in and kissed her softly. Nat immediately kissed you back and thanks to his heightened vision he could see Nat´s tongue breaching into your mouth. But as soon as you started making out you stopped, looking around terrified that someone had seen you, luckily for you both, the party was dying down and the only one who saw the exchange was Bucky himself.

Nat looked at him back and winked once again, grabbing your hand softly and taking you away from the party and on the way to the elevator, and Bucky knew where Nat was going to take you next.

His feet move on their own accord, taking him towards the exit

“Bucky, where are you going?” asked Sam, behind him, Bucky turned to see Steve smiling knowingly at him, he had also looked at the entire exchange and he could only imagine where his friend was going.

“To continue the party somewhere else” he whispered, and grinned at both of them before disappearing

“Lucky bastard” muttered Steve and Sam looked as puzzled as ever. Sam turn to look again and then he puzzle it together

"No, WHAT?"

. . .

“Are you sure this is ok?” you asked, as Nat and you sneaked into Bucky's room

“He is going to love this” she closed the door behind her and walked towards you to trap you in her arms, she grabbed you by the back of your neck and kissed you roughly. You could tell she liked it when you kissed her first at the bar but now she wanted to take the lead, and you let her. She devoured you whole and you moaned against her mouth because of how good it felt. You had barely noticed that she led you to the bed until the back of your legs hit the mattress and you let yourself fall with Nat on top of you. You placed your hands on her ribcage and caressed her over her soft dress, she purred against your lips and her mouth left yours to travel down your neck leaving wet kisses and little nibs all over. No matter how desperate it looked, your thighs spread letting her fall between them closing the distance between you

When Bucky entered his room, what he saw almost send him to the ER, you were laying on his bed with Nat on top of you feasting on your neck and collarbones, your hands were all over the redhead and you were letting out sweet sounds that made his pants way too tight too soon. He could finish on his pants for the sight alone

“There you are” Nat purred, releasing your neck to look at the man. You opened your eyes widely, not knowing if he was going to go for it, “Look what I got” teased Nat, looking down at you, kissing you again, “Turns out she also wanted us both”

“You filthy little thing, uh?” he walked towards you both, looking at your reddened lips because of Nat’s lipstick

“Hey Bucky” you greeted shyly, they both shared looks

“Isn’t she the cutest?” Nat asked as if you weren’t even there. Bucky climbed on the bed and kneeled right by your side, he leaned in and kissed you sweetly, you responded immediately, transmitting with your lips how much you wanted him

“And the sweetest”, he completed, as both of them leaned back and looked at you, contemplating in how many ways they wanted to make you theirs. Bucky gently grabbed your chin with his thumb and index, making you look at him

“Are you sure you want this sweet girl?” he asked, seriously, you nodded, “I’m gonna need your words” he asked

“I really want you both” you whispered, looking at Nat and then at Bucky, “Do you?” you asked, “What is going to happen afterwards?”

“We both want you” muttered Nat, she placed her hand on your cheeks and caressed it with her thumb, “And we want each other” she said then, looking at Bucky. He leaned in and kissed her, roughly, wildly, like they had been containing their desire and they finally let it loose. Watching them kissed was hotter than you expected, making you whine in need, wanting to be in between them so much. They separated when they heard you, with big smiles on their faces they turned to draw their attention back to you.

“Aren't you a needy little thing?” purred Bucky

“Are you jealous?” asked Nat then, and you just nodded. So they with big smiles leaned in and took turns kissing you. Nat after she dropped some open mouthed kisses she went down your neck like she was when Bucky came in, in turn Bucky devoured your mouth. It had barely started and you were already overwhelm, there was so much to touch, to feel, to provoke

“Relax sweetie” was Nat able to read your thoughts? it seemed like it

“I’m nervous” you whispered, and they looked terrified, “No! no I really want this, more than anything in the world, but I’m just nervous I’m not going to… do it well”

“Oh honey” Nat Purred, she took place between your thighs with a sulky smile, “You are doing great sweetie”

“We will guide you,” said Bucky, “Don’t you worry” he was kneeling on the bed next to your head, and while Nat took care of your dress, sliding it down your body, leaving you only in that sexy lingerie you like wearing in special events. You really wanted to take care of Bucky so you sat on the bed to start undressing him, with his help, out of his dressing pants and his shirt, revealing his metal arm you guessed it was going to be a great element tonight

“You kinky girl” he admired when he catches you eying his metal arm, “We are going to leave the arm for another night, ok?” you nodded, suddenly excited if he meant there was going to be a do over of tonight. You both then Looked and Nat and together slid her dress right off of her, revealing her gorgeous red set.

Nat pushed you back into the bed, and with her soft hands she caressed you from your ribcage down your belly, hips and the seam of your panties, with your permission sliding them off your legs.

The light was on, they when Nat pushed your thighs open they both had a perfect view of your glistening pussy, so wet and ready for them it almost hurt you, certainly the air of the room made you squirm in need, you needed to be touched, and you needed to touch them.

“Please” you begged, not sure for what

“Nat is going to give you what you need” muttered Bucky, looking with adoration how Nat leaned over your weeping sex, and dove in. You moaned wantonly when you felt her tongue tracing your slit, using her fingers to open you up, finding what she was looking for. Suddenly she latched on your clit, making you scream in surprise and pleasure

Bucky kneeled right by your head so you touched the hem of his boxers with your fingers and drew them down, releasing his cock. You could barely concentrate, Nat lapping at your clit and caressing your folds teasingly with his fingers, but you needed to return some of the pleasure. You fisted his thick cock slowly, using the drops of precum to cover it. Bucky grunted, his dark eyes not leaving the place where Nat was giving you so much pleasure. After fisting him for a couple of times Bucky agreed to your silent petition and let you take his cock on your mouth. It felt heavy on your tongue and you moaned around him, making him fist your hair

“Aren’t you a little minx” he purred, when you suck on his tick hungrily, already addicted to his salty flavor. Nat got more intense with her ministrations, started fingering you more rapidly, finding that spongy spot and curling her fingers. This new experience made you cum without any warning into Nat’s face. You whimpered, feeling embarrassed as you could stop it and rode your orgasm. Nat took everything you gave her, helping you prolong your climax with her mouth and fingers

You moaned into Bucky’s cock, wanting to apologize but Nat mad you feel you had nothing to be sorry for

“Bucky she is delicious” she whispered, cleaning her lips with her tongue, finally releasing you gently and slowly

“Fuck I want a taste” you whined when he made you release him, “But I want to fuck her even more”

“Bucky please fuck me” you begged, the redhead laid by your side and kissed you roughly, making you taste yourself in her mouth and you never tasted something more erotic, Nat, and Bucky and you all mixed together.

Bucky placed himself between your shaky legs, and entered you slowly, making you whimper because of the stretch but you felt so good, so full

“I need your words doll” he said, searching in your face for any kind of indication that you were alright

“I’m good Bucky please don´t stop, fuck me” you begged shamelesly, and he omplied, burying himself until he was eated full isnide of you. He was so big you felt him in your belly, and you fucking loved it

You moved your hips teasingly, inviting him to move, and with a wide smile he did. Nat was looking at all of it with big eyes and need in her, a warmth that made her skin tingle from every hair in her head to the tip of her toes.

“Nat” you called, touching her thigh, trying to grab her. She understood instantly, and looked for Bucky’s approval, which he have with an enthusiastic nod

“You sure Kitten?” she asked

“Yes please Nat, I need to taste you” you cried. She slowly raised her leg and straddled your face, not letting her full weight fall over you, but now you had an amazing view of her pussy. you leaned in to taste her, giving her a lick all over her slit, making her moan loudly. But it wasn’t enough, you hugged her thighs and made her lay all her weight on your face, to be able to devour her properly, which you did. Nat snap her hips, indicating you exactly where she wanted you, and you obeyed her, giving her everything she wanted and more

In desperation of how good you were making her feel, she leaned over to kiss Bucky, who was fucking you slowly, with determination, letting find your own rythm with Nat

Watching you two was like a piece of the more exquisite art, and if it weren’t for his stamina and the supersoldier serum he would’ve finished by now. You two were going to drive him insane.

You softly started caressing Nat’s folds with one finger and introduced it deeper, fingering her slowly. You moved even more desperately. Drove by Bucky’s thick cock. She moved her hips, riding your face and you knew she was about to cum, and you felt so good you were the one who was provoking that on her and your chest filled with pride.

It took one hard thrust from Bucky to make you moan into Nat’s folds, the vibrations triggered her orgasm, you lapped at her juices happily taking everything she gave. She got off of you when she felt your own orgasm was near. Bucky grabbed your hips and started pumping into you roughly, without relent no mercy. and you, hoping for something to grab took a hold on his forearms, driving yourself to meet his thrusts

The sound you made, sloppy, wet skin to skin was just filthy, and with one touch of Nat’s fingers in your clit you came, hard, perhaps harder than you had ever done. Bucky helped you ride your orgasm and then he slid right off of you. making you whimper. But you were so sensitive you actually could pass out right now and have the best sleep of your life

“Are you ok, kitten?” Nat appeared in your line of vision, worry taiting her face

“I’m fine” you said simply, with a smile that told them you were so close to heaven as it was.She placed herself right beside you, spreading her legs to welcome Bucky, who wasted no time in fucking her, nice and slowly, finding his own pace. You didn’t like not participating, so you hug Nat´s side, kissing her slowly, entertwining your legs with hers as Bucky fucked her

Nat begged to Bucky to go fastr and you wondered if they vr fucked before, you guessed they have, and if that should make you feel some sort of jealousy, you only feltlucky they decided to share their bed with you as you held Nat haring her draw the most delicious sounds.

With grunt, watching so much action between the two of you, Bucky started pressing and rubbing Nat’s clit to push her orgasm, they reached her at the same time Bucky reached his.

Now you were jealous, wanting to have Bucky’s seed to yourself, but you kissed Nat instead, until it drew a soft smile from her lips

You could pass out right now from the exhaustition, but the pleasure was becoming addicted

“You can taste Bucky on me kitten” purred Nat again making you think she can read minds, grabbing your chin and making you look at her. You just nodded, getting on your hands and knees, presenting for Bucky who grabbed your hips roughly. He was already hard again, ready to fuck you senseless. Nat accommodated under you, spreading her thighs showing you Bucky’s work on her.

You dove in right then, lapping at their combined juices and moaning at the taste.

Bucky did fuck you senseless because its on of the last things you remembered

You woke up tangled in bucky’s arm your head over his chest, you opened your eyes slowly and found Nat, looking back at you with those big green eyes you loved so much

“Good morning” she whispered, and you whispered the greeting back, “How’d you sleep?”

“We didn't do so much of that” you whispered, “But the little I had was amazing” You looked at Bucky and you found him asleep with a satisfied grin on his face, and you smiled widely.But soon you erased the smile. As the events of last night fell over your shoulders, you had fucked Nat AND Bucky, what was going to happen now? Was your friendship going to get ruined? Was it all going to become awkward? Had you come between them? Maybe they just wanted to be together, both of them, maybe they were just having fun, spicing things up

“A penny for your thoughts?” you turned to look at Nat, who seemed worried, your face must have turned so serious

“Well I was thinking…” you murmured, “I think I should go” you whispered, trying to untangle yourself from the web of limbs and sheets

“Why would you think that?” Bucky just pulled you back towards his chest, revealing his awakeness. Where Nat caressed your arm over Bucky

“I didn’t thought you’d be the type of sneaking off in the morning” Nat whispered cheekily

“I’m not” you responded, embarrassed, “But I thought this was a one-time thing”

“Do you want it to be?” asked Bucky, worry tainting his face, you cuddled more into his chest and reached for Nat at the other side of him. You shook your head giving your answer, whispering a sweet No, because here, tangled with this two beautiful people, is the place you finally felt you truly belonged

“Me neither” purred Nat, placing her chin on Bucky’s chest to look at the man, you did the same thing, waiting for his confirmation

“You are both mine now” he said with a shy smile. And your chest felt warm, warm with love and excitement

“How are we going to tell people?” you asked then, looking at both of them, “That we are in a… thruple?” they both chuckle, “On a threesome?”

“That sounds hot, but I think the right term is “polyamorous relationship”” muttered Bucky

“Wanda is in a relationship with an android, and you are worried about such details?” she asked then raising her eyebrow

“I don’t know” you giggled, cuddling more into Bucky's chest

“The only thing we should be worrying about is Bucky getting constantly high fived his metal arm might break” you giggled even more as Bucky drew a triumphant smile

“Damn right, I’m with the two most beautiful women on the fucking world” he caressed both of you lazyly dawing shapes on your naked backs

“Damn right” whispered Nat, your hand found each other's arms, caressing you and you her, and also Bucky on his belly, “And we should get a bigger bed”

“And a Bigger room” you suggested

“I like the way you think sweetheart” purred Bucky

“Perhaps it’s too early to say it” you whispered, “But I love you both” there was an awful silence which made you tense, but that’s because you missed the excited looks Bucky and Nat shared.

“We love you too” Bucky kissed the top of your head making you purr, and then Nat leaned in and kissed your lips softly. You moaned against her mouth as you placed your leg over Bucky´s, tangled it with Nat and instinctively grinding against Bucky’s side

“Oh fuck” Bucky growled, feeling both of you rubbing against him. With a giggle you released Nat laying your head against Bucky's chest again

“So, how do we tell the team?” you asked again, but where interrupted by a strong knock on the door

“Whoever it is FUCK OFF!” yelled Bucky

“Yeah, go bother someone else!” muttered Nat and they both looked at you

“Yeah, fuck off!” you said then

“LANGUAGE!” you heard Steve yell back

“LUCKY SON OF A BITCH” this time was Sam

“I think we just told them,” said Bucky happily, “now, where were we?” he purred and you giggled when he grabbed you and threw you between them, and they both kissed your neck and touched you everywhere at the same time

“She wanted to leave us Nat” said Bucky, “I think we should punish her”

“NO!” You screech, feeling ticklish, turning and squirming playfully, but their hands were everywhere, and their love too.

notes: it was my first ffm, did I do ok? I was so excited!

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At Odds || James "Bucky" Barnes

Request: hii!! Can you write an enemies to lovers with Bucky x fm reader? They hate each other with everything inside of them (you can make up a reason) and they hate being put together on missions because they don’t get along well but they’re fighting skills are similar so they get paired at times. They’re on a mission to infiltrate a hydra base and Bucky doesn’t know the reader is also from hydra and she starts getting flashbacks bc she has just escaped, maybe a couple years ago. While fighting she gets shot in the stomach and is about to pass out so Bucky has to save her and take her to a safe house to attend to her wound. Super angsty pls.

A/N: Timeline is a little wonky (sorry haven’t watched early avengers in so long) so just role with it. Changed a few things around to make it work! Sorry this took so long, hope you guys enjoy!

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word Count: 5,700+

Naivety. That’s what got you into the forsaken mess that you found yourself in. Sold a bill of goods that you would never receive. They promised you that they were the good guys. They even showed you that they were the good guys. That you would be saving the world. They were supposed to be the people that would save the world. Until you learned they weren’t. Until it was too fucking late. No longer you. You were a freak. A half human. A super soldier. Reduced to a fucking weapon.

They weren’t supposed to make anymore. Bucky was supposed to be the last. But once S.H.I.E.L.D. went down and the mask fell off you learned. You were one of five new weapons for them. They learned from Bucky and ‘corrected their mistakes’, whatever that means. You trained to become an assassin for the worst people in the world. Once the facade was exposed and the bricks started to crack you knew you had to run. To get so far away from them that they’d never find you.

It was difficult faking it while you formulated a plan. You still had to present yourself as a loyal agent that’d do anything they asked. You still had to be their super soldier, or they’d put a bullet right between your eyes. They made sure that you knew this.

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It wasn’t easy escaping, but you managed. You decided that it was best to go as unseen as possible, leaving in the middle of the night. Only having to neutralize a few Hydra agents you managed to slip out a side door. You had prepared for that. Taking night missions and scoping out the base when you could. What you weren’t prepared for was the trek you were about to go on.

Not having a clue where you were other than being in some underground bunker in the middle of a mountain range you began your journey. Quickly, you learned that you’d ended up in the Swiss Alps at Hydras headquarters. They’d kept you in the dark for so long it shouldn’t have surprised you this was where you’d ended up. There were spans of time you couldn’t remember and account for, why should it be so surprising that you were moved at some point.

You walked and walked for what seemed like forever. Hiding in empty homes and scavenging your way. You’d landed in a small town just south of Munich deciding this would be the best place to land. Keeping your cover low you quietly learned German trying to integrate yourself in. You thought you were good and safe there until you were approached by S.H.I.E.L.D. only a year into your hiding.

They brought you back to America, at your request, and dug into everything. You drew maps and gave them all the details you could remember. One perk of being a super freak is having a super freak mind. You remembered a whole lot that you hoped could take these evil people down.

They had offered you a spot on The Avengers which you turned down. You had forgotten how fucking nice it was to just be normal for a while. That year long sabbatical really changed the way you thought about life. Spending god knows how long trapped with Hydra really put things into perspective.

You were approached again after another year. This time Nick Fury himself showed up at your front door practically begging you to join the cause. They were planning on infiltrating their headquarters and needed you for it. Apparently, it was life or death. So, you agreed, it’d be good to go home anyway. America was such a distant place for you now that you’d lived a completely different life.

They brought you to compound in upstate New York. Your room was better than any room you’d ever lived in. As you laid down in your bed you realized this wouldn’t be so bad after all. Sure, you’d have to go back to that horrific place but at least you’d have backup with you. You had a chance to change your story. To be the actual hero for once. It didn’t take much convincing on S.H.I.E.L.D.’s part, you needed it. You needed that God damn satisfaction of helping instead of hurting. If your life was cursed, then you needed to do some good. To hopefully fix whatever evil you had brought to the world.

Steve volunteered to walk you around the complex so you wouldn’t get lost. Not that you minded, he was very great to look at. Another awful thing about Hydra? There was no eye candy. Everyone was fucked up. This was a very nice change for you.

“How’d you guys find me?” You asked breaking the comfortable silence between the two of you. He had shown you the kitchen and you were making your way through some hallways before he decided to answer you.

“Bruce did. Don’t ask me how but he’s got some radiation detector thing that does whatever it does.”

You didn’t try and stop the laugh the bubbled up, “Not really the sciency type? Whose Bruce?”

He shook his head, “Not at all.” He smiled continuing to lead you down a few more hallways, “We’ll stop by his lab to say hello. The Hulk. Big green guy.”

“The Hulk?” Tilting your head, you looked up at him, “He’s here? This place is so damn cool.” You’d read up on The Avengers. Hell, you were even slated to take one of them out before you managed to escape. The Hawkeye or some shit.

“Yeah. He’s usually here. Tony comes and goes, I usually stay here, Nat and Clint are never here unless its for a mission. You might even get to meet Thor at some point.”

“He’s real? No fucking way.” Eyes bugging you had a hard time believing him. All of the information Hydra wanted to feed you never included what was happening in the real world. You were immersed in a world of total propaganda the second you signed your name of the dotted line. Your sole purpose in this world, to Hydra, was to be their weapon. A weapon didn’t need to know what was going on outside. Having that weapon actually know what was going on might make that weapon flip. And that’s exactly what you did.

You broke through the hellish layers of propaganda one day when you were ordered to execute a little girl. An innocent little girl who happened to be the child of a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent that Hydra was trying to break. He apparently held the key to something they needed. You made it all the way to the site and couldn’t do it. She was six years old playing with one of her dolls. You watched as she had a tea party with all her stuffed animals. Sitting there watching her through the windows of the quaint little house in the countryside. You watched as she ran out to go play with her brother. Her mom seemingly preoccupied with making dinner that night.

You were once that little girl. You once had a family just like that. You could have a life just like that but here you were sitting at a window watching and observing. That’s all it took. Dropping your comms, you rushed to the front door knocking rapidly. The mom answered, horrified when she realized you weren’t one of the good guys. The sheer look of absolute terror coming from her broke you. It broke your training. Your propagandized mind was slipping. You told her everything. That they needed to stage their daughter’s death. That if they didn’t you would have to come back and do the job for real next time.

She listened. God bless her soul. She listened and faked her daughter’s death. Hydra didn’t know. S.H.I.E.L.D. sure as hell knew. That was the day everything changed for you. The day you knew you needed to escape. The day you knew you had to put on the greatest show you could. You were going to be the most perfect super soldier until you figured out how in the hell to get out. And that’s exactly what you did. They didn’t suspect a damn thing. Oh, you would pay big money to see the look on their faces that morning you went missing.

The two of you talked to Bruce for a while before he continued the tour of the compound. Eventually you ended in the living room area where you ran into someone you hadn’t seen before. Someone who seemed terribly familiar.

“Bucky.” Steve nodded to the man dressed in all black.

“What’s she doing here?” Bucky pulled Steve off to the side leaving you on your own momentarily.

Of course, you could hear everything. Your stupid hearing being incredible and everything. You sat back into the couch listening in. Might as well use this ‘gift’ as an advantage.

“We told you. She’s here to help. She just got out and it’s been years since you’ve been there…”

Bucky seemingly interrupted Steve as his voice cut in, “I don’t fucking need help. You know it. Fury knows it. This whole God damn team knows it.” He sounded pissed. Was he Hydra too? He sounded like it.

“Stop being so stubborn Bucky! You haven’t been there in years. Things change.”

“She can’t be trusted.”

Frowning you understood why he didn’t trust you. He was definitely Hydra. The famous super solider The Avengers have been hiding. It was hard to trust once you left that place. They broke you down so far you weren’t sure if you could ever build that feeling back up.

“Why? She left there just like you did.” Steve challenged.

“She just can’t!” He yelled making you jump right out of your seat, out of your composed demeanor. Fuck Hydra. Any loud noise and you were ready fight. Fight or flight was engrained into you.

Slowly you made your way back over to them only to earn a nasty glance from the long-haired man. Shooting Steve one last scowl he made sure to hit your shoulder when he left the room.

“Ouch.” You glared at the back of the man that was walking away, “What’s his fucking problem?” Crossing your hands over your chest you turned back towards Steve.

“That’s just Bucky.” Steve gave you a small half formed smile. Pursing your lips, you eyed him with a harsher look than you really should’ve, not really believing the words that came out of his mouth. Even if that was just Bucky it seemed personal.

“And you just deal with that?”

Steve sighed taking a seat at a bar stool, “He’s difficult with new people?”

“Are you asking me or telling me?”

He sighed not sure how to respond. Admittedly Steve wasn’t good at this people stuff. He was good at the fighting and saving people stuff. Not the trying to keep everybody on good terms in the team kind of guy. But he had to try. He knew Bucky needed you on the mission, “He’s just not a people person.”

“Wow,” You laughed harshly, not finding the situation funny in the slightest, “He’s a great person to have on a team then!”

Steve really didn’t know how to respond now. You walked into this place with the utmost confidence. Challenging not only him but everybody in this building. You were confident but not arrogant. Questioning the status quo that Bucky needed to latch onto. He wasn’t good with change. He was good with constants. And you were a change. A big change.

“He’s difficult. You’ll get used to him.” Steve nodded awkwardly, almost as if he wasn’t believing what he was saying.

And boy was that the understatement of the year. Bucky despised you. Not even sure what you did to get him so worked up all the time you just opted on ignoring the dude. It was easier to just pretend he wasn’t there than to try and get him to talk to you. Every single interaction with the man got harder and harder. You tried talking with Bruce and Natasha about it, but they were also at a loss. Even Steve couldn’t seem to figure it out.

Days turned to weeks turned to months and you turned to hate him to. If you couldn’t get a reason from him then you sure as shit didn’t need one then either. Every time the two of you were in the same room some stupid fucking fight had to occur. Sometimes he got the better of you and sometimes you got the better of him. Two super soldiers that hated each other for no apparent reason.

You went on missions together and learned that you fought nearly identically. Not a huge shock considering you were trained by the same supposed masterminds. Often being paired up because it worked the two of you just seemed to click on the battlefield, always coming up with a win. Holy hell did you two hate it though. Every second flying into the mission was met with complaining and nasty looks. Every moment flying home was met with criticisms and complaints about how you fought.

It was exhausting. He was pushing you further than fucking Hydra had just by his measly ass words. You wish you could let them roll off you like you had prior, but you couldn’t. Because of course you couldn’t. You took every fucking word to heart. Every criticism made you train harder. Every complaint made you fight with a little more force.

It was never enough. It would never be enough, and you had to accept it.

Then the day came for the big one. The big mission. The back ‘home’ mission. The mission you knew you were risking your life for. But hey, that’s why you came. Too late to back down now. You, Bucky, Cap and Nat were on the mission. You and Bucky would be the ones infiltrating with Nat and Cap ready for backup and ground cover.

You were ready for this. You’d trained for this.

You’d gotten in flawlessly. You just had to get to the damn office and go. Always easier said than done though.

“Y/N!” You heard the one voice you were praying you weren’t going to hear. The motherfucker that tortured and brainwashed you for all those years. Your bonafide handler if you will.

Instead of turning you pushed on behind Bucky, “Levi.” You muttered to Bucky. Get in, shoot the target, grab the goods, and go. It should’ve been simple if you were in the right headspace. But you weren’t, not just having a blowout with Bucky twenty minutes before. You’d argued the best way in because the two of you could never agree. Not until it was life or death.

“Y/N stop!” You shouldn’t have paused. That was your first mistake. Enough time for him to aim a bullet right at your hip. Luckily you were in stride, so it didn’t embed itself, just grazing your side deeply. You yelped out in pain. He knew where to hit. Of course, he had the right guns to get through your shield. You knew it you just refused to believe it. Push on, keep running.

Bucky only grabbed your hand when he saw your speed slowing. He knew better than to leave a soldier behind. Even if it was you.

“Come on, keep up!” He grunted pulling you along faster.

You face crinkled up in pain as you tried to keep up. Each step hurting slightly more than the last, “Sorry, Bucky. ‘M trying.” You could barely get out. Trying to focus on your breathing rather than the pain you hadn’t realized he nearly stopped to a halt. Hands grabbing your shoulders he shoved you behind him as he pulled out his own gun.

With movements faster than even you could comprehend he fired a shot to his head before he even realized what was happening.

“Holy shit.” You muttered watching the man that had tortured you for so long drop to ground like a bag of bricks.

“You’re welcome.” He smirked looking all too proud of himself.

You huffed, “Thanks, I guess?”

“Don’t get used to it. Let’s go. We’ve made a scene.” He dramatically rolled his eyes before continuing on running, just not as fast this time.

“Fuck.” You groaned trying to keep his pace but failing miserably. The wound starting to hurt more and more with each passing minute. The adrenaline was fading faster than you would’ve hoped.

“Gotta keep up now, we’re almost there.” He slowed down to a walk to keep pace with you. That was embarrassing.

You stopped when you couldn’t take it any longer, “I can’t, sorry. My side. It’s hurting. You go and I’ll keep cover or something. I’m useless right now.” You admitted as you moved you bloody hand away from your side.

“Ouch.” He raised an eyebrow in surprise. It must’ve been pretty bad if you got that reaction out of Bucky, “Right through the armor.”

You sighed, “Some special bullet. They were working on it when I was escaping. I’m sure they’ve perfected it by now. Lucky it hit my side, or it’d be right through me.” Laughing nervously, you observed a new reaction from him, actual empathy? He looked concerned as he walked around you, making sure you weren’t hurt.

“Who was that anyway?”

You shrugged, “They called him Levi. Not sure. He was my scientist and handler if you know what I mean.”

He nodded, “Sure. I had one myself.”

You sighed placing pressure back on the still seeping wound, “Guess they don’t change. Even eighty years later.” You leaned back on the wall, “Go. Finish the mission.”

“Yeah, one problem though. Can’t leave you. Boss’s orders.” He tapped his microphone in his ear before making his way over to you.

“What?” You could barely get out before he picked you right up, “What are you doing Bucky?” You didn’t want to admit just how fucking good his embrace felt. Not now especially. Not in the middle of the damn hydra base. Not when you knew he fucking despised you.

“Boss said nobody left behind. Off we go.” He ran with you easily. You knew you could likely do the same. Being super soldiers and all.

“Who?” You challenged him. Why? You didn’t really know. Maybe it was your defensiveness kicking in. More so it was that you were confused as to why he was helping. You were sure he was going to sprint right away once you gave him the go ahead.

“Cap.”

Thinking for a moment you realized that it was plausible. Steve had been very protective over you from the get-go, “Guess I’ll have to thank Cap later then.”

“Sure.” Bucky refused to look at you and kept his eyes ahead. Bucky knew these hallways just as well as you did. You were right after all, not much had changed in the eighty or so year timespan between the two of your stays.

Realizing his one worded answers were a tactic you quieted down. He wasn’t a terribly chatty guy to begin with. Then add you to the mix? He couldn’t stand it. What was his reasoning for disliking you so? He knew deep down you were fine. You escaped the Hydra hell hole just like he did. But he knew how fucked up you likely were. Even if you were just a quarter as fucked up as he was you were in a bad state. Hydra had no limits. They’d kill for far less.

He didn’t trust you. He didn’t trust himself so how in the hell could he trust you? It was easier this way. Keep the Hydra girl far, far away. What’s the easiest way to do that? Be the biggest dickhead he could be. It was successful. He even had his best friend stumped. He wouldn’t budge. Couldn’t budge. It was best for both of you.

Then you had to go and get yourself shot. He’d never leave you behind. Even if he didn’t trust you fully, he couldn’t let a member of his team stay back when he was more than capable of helping.

He set you down in the office chair once he made it to the main office where all the documents were kept, “Keep watch, alright?”

“Yes sir.” Giving him a more than sarcastic salute you nodded him to look for the files needed.

He turned concentrating on finding what he needed. You heard footsteps from down the hall. You didn’t think much of it as you started to feel a little funny. The sound of those footsteps marching in such a manner brining you right back to when you were a prisoner in their system only two years ago. The sights, smells and now sounds flashing you back to those horrific days.

You heard the steps stop at the door. You fucked up. You lost concentration. You were supposed to be keeping guard and you couldn’t even do that. Fuck, the footsteps should have started up again, but they didn’t. They stopped right in front of the door.

“Bucky!” You yelled getting his attention, your cover was blown anyway. It didn’t matter, “Door. 2 people.”

He nodded grabbing his gun a little too late. As did you. Hearing a faint, “It’s her.” Before a bullet ripped right through your lower half. You immediately let out a pained cry as the bullet hit you straight in the abdomen. Fuck. How unlucky could you be?

Quickly, Bucky shot them both a second too late. Realizing you were the target he rushed over to you. Your eyes felt far too heavy to know you probably weren’t making it out of this one. Not without help at least.

“Oh, no, no, no, no.” Bucky’s eyes widened seeing the blood drip down you side, staining your suit a nasty crimson color. Slumping back into the chair you were already sitting in. You closed your eyes before opening them very slowly.

“Damn.” Looking down you covered your stomach as best as you could, but this was a whole lot of blood. You’d never seen yourself this bloody before. The worst was the smell of it. The nasty metallic stench was a smell you could certainly live without. It smelled even worse knowing it was your own fucking blood.

He ripped off a pant leg quicky tying it around your waist as quick as he could, making sure the bulk of it sinched your abdomen in, “Good enough.” He grumbled before lifting you bridal style, “I need you to stay with me now, Y/N. Eyes on me now.”

“Okay.” You spoke as best as you could.

Your eyes felt too heavy though. It was getting hard to keep them open. You knew this meant you lost too much blood. You’d only felt this a few times prior, each time just escaping by the skin of your teeth. This seemed different though, a little more severe.

“Shit, Y/N. You’ve gotta keep your eyes open.” You felt like he was climbing now. Was he really about to get you out of here safely?

“’M trying.” You mumbled.

What came out of Bucky’s mouth shocked you right back into the present, “And you’re doing so good. But I need to see them open right now yeah?” Was Bucky, of all people, praising you? You hated to admit it, but it felt too damn good.

Opening them just a bit more you saw Bucky’s now anxiety riddled face, “Thank you.” He sighed while squeezing you softly, “Just a little bit further. There’s a house on the mountain side with some suppliers. I hid there not too long ago when we were scoping the place out.”

“Sure.” You coughed, immediately regretting the reaction. You let out a guttural cry feeling the pain ripple from your abdomen all across your body.

“Almost there. Just a little longer.” You saw him tap his comm’s continuously trying to get ahold of anybody.

“Cap, oh thank God.” He sped up seeing your eyes begin to shut again softly, “She’s shot… yeah… no, it’s not good. I’m heading to the bunker now. We need backup right away… Yes, got the documents. Copy.”

He looked relieved when he saw the house on the horizon only to be shattered when he saw your eyes closed completely, “Y/N! Wake up!”

You faintly heard him but couldn’t seem to care. It was too fucking hard to open your eyes, “Come on Y/N!” He tried shaking you gently once he got to the side door.

You hummed trying to let him know you heard him.

“Fuck.” He kicked the door in not really giving a damn about it now. He laid you down on the couch checking your back to see if there was an exit wound. He was a little relieved to know there wasn’t one, which meant the bullet was in you still. That sucked for you later but for now it meant he could get you back into a survivable state.

“This is going to hurt.” Bucky frowned pulling the stitch kit out of the bathroom along with the first aid kit. Bucky opted for the stapler as it was quicker and slightly less painful than stitching you back up without any numbing.

He went ahead without your acknowledgement. Your eyes shot open as the first staple began to close the wound. Letting out a quiet whimper you knew you needed to stay as still as possible for him but damn, did that hurt

“I’m so sorry. Here squeeze my leg. But don’t break it.” He shuffled around so his leg was near a hand offering you something to grasp onto. He knew just how painful this was. He’d been through it a few times before. Just like you had. It didn’t make it hurt any less though.

“Shit.” You let out a soft cry as he placed the second staple through your skin.

“I know. Fuck. Only a few more.” His hands trembled as your blood coated his hands. He paused only to wipe it clean so he could see. He didn’t want to put you through any more pain than necessary.

You nodded blinking back tears. For whatever reason this was worse than the Hydra torture. This felt like you were being cared for by somebody who actually did care. Not just an asset. Even if he hated you at least he had an emotion towards you. He noticed you.

You groaned when you felt another staple bring your skin back together.

“Two more.” He sighed wiping away the seeping blood that didn’t want to stop.

“Go fast.” You bit your teeth together grabbing onto his leg. He nodded hitting the last two back-to-back.

You sighed knowing the worst of it was over. Placing a pack of gauze down he pressed down firmly before wrapping and bandaging you up, “How do you feel?” He asked nervously not sure what to expect from you. Things were going to get awkward now. He just knew it. He couldn’t go back to treating you the way he had been before. Not after this trip. You’d gotten too close. Shared a little bit too much to act so cold.

“Better.” You gave him a soft nod thankful that it was closed up. But you were still feeling it. You still had a wound, a bullet lodged in you.

“Cap and Nat will be here soon.” He broke you out of your thoughts.

You closed your eyes focusing on breathing. It hurt, really fucking bad. But at least you weren’t bleeding anymore. Bucky had taken care of that for you.

“Wake me when they get here.” Your eyes felt too heavy now. The adrenaline all but worn off all you wanted to do was sleep.

He didn’t like that answer. “Y/N.” He shook your shoulder forcing you to open your eyes before he would stop, “Just keep them open for a little longer. Once you’re hooked up to a monitor then you can go to sleep. Okay?”

“I’m just... so tired.” You sighed, trying your best to stay earth side.

“I know.” He paused before speaking to Cap again, “We’ll be right out.”

He didn’t wait to explain anything before he picked you right back up hauling you out to the jet, “Get Banner on the line!” Bucky shouted before gently setting you on the first aid gurney they had stashed for injuries. It was used more often than the team wanted to admit.

“Nat’s on the phone with him now. What happened Bucky? I told you…” Steve gave him a frustrated look. A look that let Bucky know he was angry.

“You don’t think I fucking know?” He growled feeling terrible about what happened, “It happened too fast. They had these special fucking bullets, Steve. I stapled her up. Fuck. She lost so much blood.” He slammed his fist down on a table next to you making you jump slightly. Bucky mumbled some half-baked apologies before walking away. Running his hands through his hard trying his hardest not to rip some of it out.

He should’ve been quicker. He knew you were injured and weren’t on your best game. He had no excuse. You even gave him a heads up and he still failed to protect you. He felt like he was the worst. Always seemingly failing.

“She’s fine. She’ll make a full recovery. Bruce is sure of it. He’s reading her vitals right now and he’s saying she’s right where she should be. You did exactly what you needed to..” Nat placed a comforting hand on her friend’s shoulder. She knew he was tearing himself up over this.

“Hey, you heard Nat, right?” Steve asked. He didn’t like the way Bucky didn’t seem to respond, “What’s going on? You don’t even like her?”

Letting out a frustrated sigh he turned to face Steve, “I don’t trust her. It’s not that I don’t like her. And then she was so fucking helpless. I haven’t seen her like that. Not in the months of training we had back and forth. I thought she was going to die.” Bucky admitted to his best friend.

“Well she didn’t and she’s not. Let’s get her home first and we’ll talk later.”

Bucky nodded, too afraid to go back over to you he took a seat at the front of the jet. Nat and Steve were right there for you anyway. It’s not like you wanted to see him away, or so he thought.

A soft knock at the door drew your eyes away from the book you were reading. The only thing that seemed to pass the time as you waited for Bruce to let you go back to your room. So far, you’ve been confined to the damn hospital wing for three days, three very long days.

“You came?” You asked a little confused by your guest.

Bucky hummed letting himself in, “How are you?” He stood at the foot of your bed not sure what to do with himself.

“I’m good. Thanks for saving my life and all.” Smiling at him for the first time ever you didn’t mind it. You didn’t mind not yelling at him. Actually, kind of enjoying it.

“Yeah sure. Need somebody to argue with.” He tried to joke only to be met with a frown by you.

You sighed, “Can we not? For once? Please. I’m so tired.”

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m sorry. I was joking.” He looked away pretending to be captured by the painting on the wall.

“Yeah.” You nodded not sure what to say. How awkward was this. You’ve known each other for months but didn’t know each other at all. All you’ve done was argue. Fight. Yell and scream. But now? This was weird.

“I’m sorry.” Bucky leaned back onto the wall, “Really. I would understand if you don’t want a thing to do with me Y/N. Really. I’m..”

You stopped him by placing a hand up, “It’s okay. I wouldn’t trust me either.” You breathed out, “Just can we not fight? It’s exhausting.”

He nodded, “Sure, yeah.”

“Okay, good.” You let out the breath you’ve been holding for a while. It felt as if a weight had been lifted off your shoulders. Sure, it was awkward, but damn did it feel good to talk to him for once.

“You sure you’re, okay?” Bucky asked again. He was at a loss for words, but he decided to try. Maybe he could find some commonality with you. You’d been through the same shit after all. He didn’t blame you if you wanted him to go far away though, he treated you so terribly.

You nodded sincerely, “I’m great. Bruce just won’t let me go.” You watched his face full of skepticism, “Really, I’m good. Surgery went well and I’ve been out and about all morning. Bruce made me rest.”

Bucky smiled for the first time in a while. Enjoying hearing your explanation even if he didn’t fully believe you, “I’ll tell you what. Once Bruce gives you the okay… since you’re so fine. Me and you spar in the weight room?”

You laughed. It didn’t surprise you. It seemed like him. His way of apologizing to you as best he could, “Sure thing James.”

“What? How’d you know?” He thought back to anytime anybody had called him that name he so rarely heard.

Grinning you couldn’t stop the sudden smile that graced your face, “Rodgers.”

“Bastard.” Both of you joined in laughter for the first but definitely not last time.

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Well that's interesting, have you ever thought of dating a singer? | bucky barnes x y/n stark

Note: this is a treat for those who loves music, y/n likes bucky and she's a singer, so she makes music about him, all music is not mine, most of them is from Lana Del rey, Taylor swift, Conan gray, Olivia rodrigo

Warning : none, fluff, confession, reader is 21

GIF : lizzie-olsen

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It's been a few months since a certain bucky barnes had joined the Avengers. All the time, he was so caring, but so oblivious.

When you wake up, almost screaming from dreaming, he comforted you.

"Doll, doll, are you alright? " He got into your room. He softly woke you up. "It's alright, I'm here, and, it's just a dream" Bucky comforts you. He ends up cuddling with you since he felt bad for you and your dreams.

And that one time when you accidentally entered the wrong room, instead of your room you got into bucky's. When he was still a bit sensitive, he was sweet to you, cold to others.

Oh, and that one time where you introduced pinterest to him, and he has a board special for DIY's, mostly paper rings.

"Y/n look, Pinterest is so cool, dope? Does that make sense? Peter said it" Bucky said, showing his boards.

That one time when he caught you staring at him. "I know you have your eyes on me," Bucky giggled, while he continued eating his pancakes.

He was ethereal, made you want to have love like the movies, but at the same time he made you feel like you're crazy, and not enough for him.

You knew you had no rights to cry, let along make a song about him. The only person who knew his Steve, and, your life is in his hands cause if Steve tells Bucky, that'll end you and Bucky's friendship.

That day, you made songs about him, Say yes to heaven, Anti-hero, Blank space, Paper rings,Movies, Ride, Enough for you. You scolded your self for making a whole album about him.

But, your 21, and barely making money, would publishing some music be that bad? And you did it. You published it, without telling your father, Tony. It was your first time doing something without telling you father, or Natasha, or Steve, or, bucky.

"That's great, y/n, your music is now published" The music publisher, alorea smiled and hugged you. You payed so much money for this, half of your life savings.

But, it was bittersweet. The musics became favorites for many people, but you didn't think of the consequences that well.

The news flooded, with 'Tony stark's daughter, Y/n stark published an album not long ago'. Your father was happy, that was a miracle, but..

"Hey doll, uhm, cool album" Said bucky. He sat next to you on the sofa, with nobody around. "Thanks, buck" You smiled. "Who's the guy? " He asks, it sounds like he was.. Defensive?.

"No one, really" You said, looking down awkwardly. "The guy must be so oblivious, you made a whole album about him and he didn't do anything, wait, did he? " He asks.

"No, he didn't do anything, and yes, he is so oblivious" You said. This is the time its now, or probably never "why are you do oblivious, buck? ".

"Wait what? Was the album about me? " He said that in a small voice. "I'm sorry, buck" You looked down too scared to look at him.

You two didn't say anything until he said. "You like me? How come you like someone like me? "

"Cause you are you, you're bucky barnes, and you made me fall so hard for you, and I'm sorry about not asking for permission or what, but if you don't want to be friends with me, honestly that's fine, because it was so wrong for me to-" He cuts you off with, "no, y/n, I do like you" You looked bucky in the eye.

"Really? " You said. "Yes, y/n, and, do you want to make us like, official or something, I know it's stupid" Bucky doubted him self. "No, no it's not stupid, buck, and yes" You smile.

That was the day when he dated a singer, and that is you.

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🔥-NSFW Scene with Bucky Barnes/Reader/Natasha Romanoff

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Normally Natasha is the serious one on missions; at least that’s what all the reports say; Bucky turns them in and everyone is still a little weary so they never question him.

Which means you all get a free pass on missions; not that any of you would do anything to endanger a mission in the first place. But it does mean that you all tend to be a little more relaxed on longer stakeout missions.

That usually means either you or Natasha are the object of Bucky’s boredom. You’re not sure if you enjoy him being bored or not; normally you do, he usually makes you orgasm at least twice before Natasha pretend to clue in and join you. It’s a game you all play to fight off the monotony of the missions. You know this time is different. Bucky had actually mentioned that he’d been looking into kinks and being more adventurous in the bedroom. You and Natasha had made jokes about age gap relationships and roleplaying as other heroes.

Bucky had been secretive up until the drive to the mission site. You find the note, explaining the plan wedged between the two mission files that Phil had given you.

You can’t help but glare, remembering the note; yours had just said ‘don’t use your powers’ You swallow trying your best to surpress your powers while Bucky’s left you tired up, watching him fucking Natasha.

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Anon Ask - Bucky Barnes, Natasha Romanoff

Anon asked: Bucky tying her up with a vibrator in her pussy and makes her watch and beg for him to fuck her while he’s using Natasha and they’re both really mean and degrading to her

Bucky Barnes x Reader x Natasha Romanoff; vibrator, bondage, humiliation, degradation

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“Look at your fucking slut Barnes, coming for a second time, when we haven’t even come once, a bit selfish don’t you think?” Natasha asked, propped up on the edge of the bed, as Bucky fucked her from behind.

“That’s my whore, only thought in that pretty head is her pleasure,” Bucky responded, sneering at you as he thrust slowly into Natasha.

“Bucky please! I’m not trying to, it’s the vibe, just fuck me please, I want you,” you begged, pulling on the ropes that held you tied down to the bed.

"No, I think I'd rather fuck Nat today. You can come as many times as you want slut, you're just gonna do it on that toy, not my cock," Bucky said, fucking Natasha harder, your cries ramping him up.

“Fuck, right there Barnes, don’t stop. Feels so good, know you wish it was you whore, too bad, so sad," Natasha mocked, groaning as Bucky hit her spot repeatedly.

You sobbed where you lay, coming a third time, overwhelmed by the vibrator and their mean words.

"God, you're so fucking desperate! Can't even hold back a little, Jesus," Bucky sneered, as Natasha came around him, turned on watching you come again. Bucky fucked her a few more times, and came with a groan, pumping into Natasha quickly before pulling out and quickly taking the vibrator out of you.

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Howling Hearts

Summary: Countess Romanoff and her lover, Lady Maximoff, find themselves inexplicably drawn to the Countesses oldest, most trusted and loyal guards. One night after a particularly rambunctious banquet, they finally decide to act on these forbidden urges and claim the two wolves as their own.

Warnings: talk of blood/feeding on blood, graphic violence, slight Omegaverse concepts for the werewolves, Reader has a penis, sexual content (fingering, oral sex, vaginal sex, breeding)

Authors note: first time writing Bucky in anything, so please go easy on me if he seems out of character at any point 💖

Authors note 2.0: sorry this is later than intended, still hope you enjoy it!

Word count: 10011 (im sorry its so long lmao) 2023 Halloween Specials Marvel Masterlist

It was a cool evening, and a soft rain pattered against the castle's stained glass windows, providing a tranquil atmosphere to the room. Several times now you've become a bit lost in that feeling and have let your eyes linger a bit too long on Countess Romanoff as she sits in her exquisite chair by the fireplace.

Admiring her wasn’t new, in fact you were sure that after so many centuries you could paint the curve of her lips blindfolded and you were certain that your mate James could too. But lusting after the vampire that you were in service of wasn’t exactly acceptable behavior. If any other werewolf heard of such a thing it wouldn't go over well. Falling for the species that imprisoned yours to use like glorified watch dogs…they’d shun you at the very least.

“Lady Romanoff, Starks fledgling is here to see you.” one of her guards announces, breaking the peaceful silence

A brunette boy stands there beside the guard with wide eyes and he quickly offers the Countess a polite bow. She chuckles at his clear nervous energy and beckons him forward. Somehow the young vampires wobbly legs carry him further into the room

“So young one” the Countess begins, giving the visitor her full attention “What brings you here on this lovely evening?”

And lovely it had been indeed. With her lover out for the day it left her able to just focus on the presence of her two oldest and most trusted guards, her wolves. Something Wanda would indulge in as well, but normally they’d be too wrapped up in each other to daydream long. At least while in the same room as you, in their bedchambers it was a different story. But alas, the arrival of this fledgling had chased her decidedly naughty thoughts from her head.

“Lord Stark wanted you to be informed that he and Lady Potts shall be in attendance of your upcoming banquet” he tells her, looking like he might pass out from anxiety at any second

“Thank you and I’m glad to hear that. Do give them my best when you return home”

He quickly nods and understanding that to be a dismissal he turns on his heels and heads back out the door you're standing by. He passes you with such a speed that you have half a mind to tell him to let the horse ride in the carriage as he takes the reins, but you hold your tongue. A good thing too, because no sooner did he disappear from view did Lady Maximoff arrive.

She smiles as she passes by and heads straight for her lover, kissing the woman's cheek before taking a seat on her lap. You're used to such behavior by now, but at the start it had surprised you, as the Countess was not one to allow such affections from her nightly escapades. Then again, Wanda had always been different. She wasn’t some fledgling picked up for fun, nor was she a human chosen to be a plaything before a meal. No, she was every part an elder vampire, just as your master was, and they were quite old friends before the relationship ever began.

“Hello moya lyubov'(my love), is your brother well?”

The brunette smiles, “He is, and still annoying. Who did I pass in the hallway?”

“Starks fledgling, here to tell me that my invite was accepted” she explains

“Oh good. It's not a proper banquet without Tony”

The redhead chuckles, “How very true. We’ll have to have the kitchen staff keep extra glassware on hand, just in case he causes a debacle like last time.”

The two continue talking, making plans for the upcoming party as well as catching up on what the other had been up to in the few hours that they had been apart. You and James tried your best to stay focused and not watch the way the Countesses hands roamed across her lover's waistline and mid back as they converse but that proved to be a very difficult task.

Eventually one of their servants enters the room with two goblets, indicating it was time for the two women to feed. Now, they could eat food like you and James did, but it did nothing for them. It didn't fill them or give them sustenance so it was something that they really only did when they felt like it or were craving something particular. Otherwise, it was all blood. The fresher, the better.

"Here you are, my Lady" the servant greets, handing both women their cups

“Thank you Sylvia” the Countess says before taking a deep gulp

The servant quickly excuses herself, heading back to whatever duties she was attending to before she needed to bring the two women their meal, and part of you wishes you could follow her. Not because you wished to be apart from anyone you were currently in the company of, but due to the feeling that stirs in your gut, and to your embarrassment, sometimes your pants, when you witnessed the women consume blood.

You couldn’t help it, there was just something about being able to watch them feed. The way their fangs grew before they sunk them into their victim, their eyes turning nearly black as they drained the person's essence to fulfill their need was incredibly enchanting. And the way the red liquid dripped from the corners of their mouth, or how they licked their lips afterwards had your heart racing. Which is exactly how you feel now as a drop of blood trickles down from the corner of the Countesses mouth, down past her jawline and down her neck.

Wanda notices this droplet as soon as Natasha moves her cup and she wastes no time in leaning over, letting her tongue lap up the treat before she attaches her lips to that same spot. She begins to suck a mark into the pale skin there, eliciting a throaty chuckle from the older vampire

“Behave. You are not the only one currently present”

Wanda's eyes travel over to James as she continues to mark up Natasha, before they eventually move to look at you as well. You sincerely hope she hadn’t noticed the way you shifted your stance in order to adjust the growing bulge at the front of your pants. The last thing you wanted was for either woman to begin to feel uncomfortable around you, or find you some kind of pervert.

“Dorogoy(darling), I said behave” the older woman repeats, gently tugging Wanda's hair to remove her from her neck and get her attention once more

“But I like getting to mark you. I like the reaction it elicits”

Natasha smiles, “I like it too. But if that's something you want, then our room is a much more suitable place for us”

Wanda wordlessly removes herself from her girlfriend's lap and waits for the redhead to stand before they both begin to make her way towards the doorway where you and James stand by. Wanda shyly smiles at you both and turns to the left, indicating that the bedchamber was exactly where they were headed

“If anyone needs me” the Countess states, looking at James, “I’m not to be disturbed until I’m out of my room. Unless it's of utmost urgency”

“Of course, my Lady” he responds, and she quickly follows after the brunette. After he's sure she's out of hearing range he looks to you with a brow raised, “Really?”

“Oh, shut up.”

Down the hall, Wanda finds herself pinned to the mattress as Natasha slowly undresses her, “So wet already. You get turned on marking me up in front of them?”

“Yes” she whimpers, remembering how she felt like she was putting on a show for you both earlier

“Mmm, you weren’t the only one” Nat replies against her lovers ear, making the younger vampire shudder, “They liked it too”

Wanda's eyes shut as she tilts her head back, the feeling of hands roaming across her now bare body fogging her mind. Still she manages a reply, “Yeah?”

“Oh, yes. Couldn't you see the hunger in their eyes? Or the bulge in Y/ns pants?"

Another whimper leaves the brunette as Natasha gropes her breasts, "Yes, I saw"

"And you liked it, didn't you? Causing that reaction in them."

"I loved it…" she admits, looking into Nats eyes, "I want them, Tasha"

"I know, my love. I do too, but you know we can't." She sighs, "Even if they feel the same, you know we can't. Our laws forbid it."

Wanda sighs, a sadness now etched upon her features, "But I don't care about keeping the bloodline pure, and neither do you. So why can't we indulge in our heart's desires?"

"Because we could be found out, which would endanger James and Y/n"

"But- "

"Shhh darling" Nat interrupts, kissing her girlfriend's plush lips, "Just focus here right now. Can you do that for me?" The younger vampire nods and Natasha smirks at how eager she already seems, “Good girl”

The mixture of praise and her girlfriend's touch causes Wanda to moan, and Natasha finds herself eager to hear more. She pulls more sounds from the brunette by pinching her nipples and sucking marks along her collarbone, letting her fangs brush against the sensitive skin there.

Occupied by her lover's mouth, Wanda had failed to notice the removal of one of Natashas hands from her chest, until she felt a thumb press against her clit. Her hips jump slightly and another, more throaty moan leaves her as Nat slides a finger through her wet folds

Wanda whimpers, her walls clenching around nothing, “I need you inside me, please”

“I’ve got you” Nat coos, slowly inserting one of her fingers into her girlfriends tight hole

“Please, more” she begs, and taking note of how wet she already is, Natasha slides a second finger inside, stretching her open as her thumb circles her clit, “Oh god, fuck me Tasha, please”

Nat smirks and quickly begins to thrust her fingers, and she leans down to capture her lips in a kiss. She easily dominates the action, sliding her tongue into the awaiting girl's mouth while avoiding her fangs. Wanda's walls tighten around the older woman's fingers, causing her to smile and break away from the kiss

“That feel good, my love?”

“So…good” she pants, trying hard to catch the breath Nat keeps stealing from her, but its of no use when the redhead quickens her pace, “Ooh fuck!”

“Which one are you picturing taking you right now?” Nat asks, smirk still plastered on her face. Wanda only wimpers, her fists tightening against the silk sheets as her head leans back, “It's ok darling, you can tell me. I wanna know”

“James!” she practically shouts, feeling herself nearing her orgasm

“Leaving poor Y/n out, hm?” Nat teases

“No” she gasps, trying hard to focus on her fantasy, “She's…ooh!”

Nat soothes her by kissing her chest softly, “She's what? Tell me”

“She's making me suck her cock”

Nat hums, fully agreeing with the mental picture her lover is painting, “I bet she tastes so good. Don’t you think?”

“Yes!” she moans, her back arching off the bed

“And James would absolutely fill your pretty pussy up, is that what you want?” she questions, nipping at the younger girls jawline

The brunette's walls clamp down around Nat's fingers, “Yes! Oh god Tasha, please can I cum?”

“Go ahead dorogoy(darling), cum”

Wanda's legs shake as a loud moan leaves her, and her juices drip down her girlfriends hand to the sheets below. Natasha continues to slowly fuck her through her orgasm, prolonging her high until all she can do is whimper and grab at the older woman.

“Good girl” she praises, gently pulling her fingers free before licking them clean, “Mmm, I’ll never tire of how you taste”

“Can I taste you now? Please?”

Nat smiles and quickly rids herself of her own clothes before she settles herself against the mattress, and if that wasn’t a clear enough ‘yes’ she spreads her thighs wide to reveal her pussy

“So pretty” Wanda mumbles, leaning in to pepper her girlfriend's thighs with marks of their own

The closer she gets to the redheads core, the more intense the older womans breathing becomes, until finally it's too much for her to take, “Come on darling, I thought you wanted to taste”

Wanda quickly lets her tongue dart out, lapping up some of her girlfriends essence that had leaked out. The older woman lets out a small moan, which only urges Wanda on. She licks again, this time letting her tongue go even deeper inside as her nose bumps against Nats clit

“Oh god, just like that”

Priding herself on doing as she told, Wanda keeps going, exploring every part of the beautiful redhead before her with her talented mouth. The moans she's able to get her girlfriend to make only make her want to cause her more pleasure, and Natasha quickly finds herself reaching her own release

“Fuck…” she mumbles, struggling to voice her own fantasy, “I wonder if Y/n can eat pussy as good as you”

Wanda nips at the woman, meaning it as more of a ‘no ones as good as me’, but all it manages to do is leave her girlfriend grinding against her face

“I’m so close Wans, please”

Hearing her lovers please Wanda moves to suck on her clit and is rewarded with a gush of juices and a scream of her name. She carefully moves up the bed, straddling her lover's body before kissing her. The two stay locked together, passionately making out for what seems like hours as they continue to pleasure each other. Effectively ending the night as they did most, with whispered declarations of love and shared fantasies of their favorite werewolves.

They're awoken the next morning by a loud pounding on their wooden door, "My Lady, pardon me waking you, but I imagine your guests will be arriving within the next few hours. I wouldn't want you to oversleep"

A soft smile spreads across the redhead's face, "Thank you, Y/n. We'll be out shortly. Do tell Sylvia not to fret"

"Yes, my Lady"

Once Wandas sure you're out of earshot, she turns to her lover, "I do wish that maybe just once, they'd have to come in here to wake us. I'd love to just pull them into the bed with us"

Nat chuckles, "Naughty girl"

"Not like that. Not this time at least." Wanda corrects, "Right now, I just want to cuddle. I want to feel their arms wrapped around us as we all share the bed"

"It does sound wonderful…" the Countess sighs

"But it's just a dream, isn't it?"

Natasha gives her a tight lipped smile, "I'm afraid so, dorogoy(darling). Now come, we need to get dressed for the banquet"

After trying on multiple dresses each, they both finally settle on their choices and proceed to get ready. Wanda is dressed in a maroon dress, with her hair done up in a low bun. A few red gemstones decorate her hair to tie into her gown while a delicate necklace adorns her neckline. It was a gift from Nat earlier in their relationship, a golden chain with a dangling centerpiece consisting of golden knots and rubies. Natasha is in a black dress, her hair done up in exquisite braids with small charms and gemstones decorating it. Around her neck she wears a golden necklace with multiple chains dangling from it, each adorned with a few rubies. At the very center hangs a larger pendant that dips quite low, sitting snugly in her cleavage.

By the time they arrive in the grand hall, the area has been completely set up by the Countesses staff. The large gathering table for the heads of houses sits up front, while a few others are spread around the vast area. Each is decorated with an ornate cloth and set with plates and goblets for meal time. A few large candles sit at the center of each table with wines on either side for their guests to freely drink from.

“My Lady” you greet, entering the room with a large tray of hors d'oeuvres

“Y/n” she greets, swiping two samples from your tray. She hands one to Wanda before biting into it, “Mmm, the kitchen staff have done an excellent job”

“They’ll be happy to hear that” you reply before making your way around the room to distribute the food to each table, “The main course should be ready about an hour after everyone's arrival, and James is tending to the humans chosen for tonight. But he’ll be joining us soon”

“Perfect, thank you”

With your task done, you can finally focus on them, which allows you to fully take in their appearance. And the words came out of your mouth before you even realized you were saying them, “Wow. The two of you look incredible”

Both women smile, which helps to calm your nerves of overstepping a boundary. And if you didn’t know better, you’d swear a hint of pink was now visible on their cheeks, but vampires didn’t blush, right? And if they did, it certainly wouldn’t be due to a compliment from a lowly werewolf

“Thank you, Y/n” Wanda says, pulling you from your thoughts, “You look great tonight too”

“You really think so?” you ask, glancing down at your outfit

The Countess had gotten you and James formal attire a while back for situations like this, because every other house just had its wolves show up in a regular outfit, which she admits she did as well. Until she overheard a group of wolves talking about how ostracized they felt at events and gatherings, and she wanted you both to feel included. But she and Wanda had yet to actually see you wear them.

“Absolutely, you look quite dashing” Natasha quickly condoms

You smiles shyly, “Thank you, my Lady, and you as well, Lady Maximoff”

Before either woman can continue the conversation, James arrives carrying an ornate dagger in its sheath, “My Lady, the humans are all properly secure and are all still in perfect condition for this evening.”

“Thank you James” she replies, “Go ahead and set that by my seat”

“Of course”

As he moves to do as he's told, both women appreciate the way he looks in his new uniform as well. You can’t help but notice them doing this, and you find yourself wondering if they had been looking at you with that same amount of interest. The idea that they could have has your mind swimming with thoughts on what that could mean.

“James, you look good in your suit too” Wanda finally offers up

He smiles, “Thank you Lady Maximoff, I tried to clean up nicely for this evening”

“And you did a wonderful job. You both did” the Countess assures, watching fondly as the two of continue to carry out your duties

A few hours later and the banquet is in full swing. Many of the Countesses' friends and acquaintances are in attendance, bringing along a handful of their own guards or a couple of their werewolves to ensure the safety of themselves both during travel and here in the Countesses castle. The grand hall was quite full due to this, and you’d be lying if you said that didn’t put you a bit on edge.

You knew your Countess didn’t necessarily trust everyone she invited, but had to do it to keep the peace among the elder vampires and their houses. Meaning that someone here could easily be at odds with her, and with a handful of guards at their disposal they could cause a disturbance and multiple injuries if they chose to do so. Not to mention how easily someone with ill intentions could slip in and remain hidden in a crowd this large.

“You alright?” James asks, coming to stand beside you, his hand caresses your shoulder gently to hopefully ease some tension away from you

“Yeah, I’m fine. I just….I don’t know, something seems off. Like there's an unnecessary heaviness in the air” you explain, eyeing the room suspiciously

He nods, “Yeah, I feel it too. Might just be our nerves, or it might be something, so lets stay on our toes just to be sure”

You agree and the two of you do your best to not stray far from the main table for the next hour, wanting to ensure the safety of both your Countess and her girlfriend. If one of you had to do something or got called to have a conversation, the other made sure to not stray. And thankfully, so far, everything has been going well.

“You know, if Lord Pyms fledgling isn’t careful with how he holds the elders daughter while dancing with her, we might have to step in to make sure Scott doesn’t lose his hands.”

You glance over and notice Scotts hand dangerously low on Hopes back and catch the glare the older man is sending the two as they remain oblivious, “Oh, I would hate to be on the receiving end of a look like that. He's absolutely going to get a reprimand the entire way home tonight”

“Guarantee it.” another voice replies, causing both of you to look in its direction.

“Carol, glad you're here”. It's nice to see you. you happily greet, having not seen the blonde werewolf in some time

“You too, Y/n” she says with a smile, turning to look at your partner, “And you as well James.”

“Hi Carol. Maria here too?”

She nods, “Of course she is, Count Fury wouldn’t go anywhere without both of us. Ah, there she is now”

“Hey guys” the raven haired werewolf greets, and her mate happily kisses her cheek, “How are the two of you?”

“We’re well” James replies, linking his fingers with yours, “How about the two of you?”

“We’re good too” Carol replies, pausing to look at you, “Have the two of you been allowed to find an Omega yet?”

You swallow and glance at James, unsure of what to say. Because packs worked a certain way, and that's essentially what a group of guards under a vampire's service was, a very small pack. Alphas were in charge, generally more offensive in actions, and were the ones responsible for breeding. And Omegas, who were still an equal threat despite generally being more defensive, and the ones that would carry any children. And due to you being in the service of vampires, you’d have to get their permission before finding mates and expanding your pack. Which, as Alphas, you and James had a big say in.

And it's not like your Countess had forbid you from looking for an Omega, but it's not like you had asked either. Whether that was due to the two of you being content without more of a pack, or due to the two of you being infatuated with the two vampires was another matter. One that you couldn’t admit to.

“Uh, well, we haven’t really brought it up to anyone yet” James admits, causing the two to share a look that you have a bad feeling about

Back up at the main table the Countess sighs as Lord Rogers continues to drone on about something that not only happened thousands of years ago, but that he retold at every gathering. Wanda gives her hand a reassuring squeeze, and she turns to find the brunette rolling her eyes. She chuckles lightly at the action, until Count Fury sits down beside her

“Countess Romanoff, such a lovely banquet so far. Though, personally I would have gone for whiskey instead of wine”

She smiles, “Count Fury, I’m glad you could join us this time. I can have a servant get you some whiskey if you’d like”

“I’d appreciate that”

She quickly signals for Sylvia, who is just as quick to appear, “Please bring out one of our finest whiskies and a glass for the Count here”

She nods and does as told. He takes his time pouring a glass sampling it. Once satisfied with it he fills the glass entirely before refocusing on conversation, “Seems my Omega wolves have taken a liking to your Alpha ones”

Her eyes immediately snap up, trying to find you and James in the crowd, and once she does she hates what she sees. Carol is standing mere inches from you with her hand resting along your bicep while Maria stands inches away from James, brushing a long stand of loose hair back behind his ear.

Her jaw clenches as she watches neither of you do anything about their close proximity, and has half a mind to let Wanda go over there and sort things out. But she can’t afford to have a scene caused due her her affections for the two of you

“The bitches will be in their heat soon, if you're looking to let your wolves have a bit of fun, I’m sure we could strike a deal”

Her stomach sinks at the very clear implication, and based on how quickly she sees Wanda turn her head from the two of you back to her, she knows her girlfriend felt the same dread

“I can assure you that they both come from good backgrounds genetically. And they've never laid with any Alphas before, your wolves would be the first, and presumably last.”

“No thank you”

He raised a brow, apparently surprised,“Are you certain? They seem like a good match.”

“She said no” Wanda interjects, practically ready to go shove the mans wolves away from you and James

Nat raises her hand to signal her girlfriend to contain herself, “The offer is very generous, but I must decline. I’m afraid that my wolves have yet to show interest in such a thing”

“A little push surely wouldn’t hurt matters, but if you are sure in your decision then there's nothing I can do about it”

“No, there isn’t” she affirms, signaling for her servants to bring out the humans. Her anger needed to be taken out on something, and this would also allow her to temper her hunger

A row of chained nude men and women are led into the room and brought before the main table, prompting the Countess to stand and grab the ornate dagger. She makes her way to the first person and smirks, “This won’t be quick”

Before he can even register it, the dagger is brought across his neck and he slumps backward as blood begins to pour from the wound, prompting the remaining humans to let out noises of shock and disdain. You and your mate can only stare in awe at her brutal efficiency.

“Who would like a taste?” she offers, beginning to take goblets shoved her way to fill

You and James watch on as your Countess helps fill chalices for those that approach her, but suddenly a sharp movement to your left catches your attention. You turn to find a group of four men attempting to approach her, but something is off with them. They seem determined, focused. That's when you spot their gear, strategically hidden within their cloaks. Miniature crossbows and blades.

“James, we need to move. Now!” Your stern tone immediately has his attention and he turns in time to catch you shifting into your werewolf form.

You cause a bit of a commotion as you turn, pushing others down or shoving them away as your size increases and black fur begins to cover your body. People quickly make room for you, effectively halting the men you would soon be after in their tracks, as they are cut off or bumped into.

Seeing you transform, Wanda is on her feet at once, “Y/n?”

Nats eyes move to you then, and her brows furrowed in confusion as she sees you in your werewolf form standing there on your hindlegs, towering over everyone. She only becomes more concerned when your lip curls back in a snarl and a deep growl emanates from your chest.

“Hey! Control your mutt!” someone, who is quite obviously a vampire shouts, and a good amount of others begin to murmur in agreement

But it’s then James sees them too, as they all turn to lock eyes with you, “Go, I’m right behind you.”

You lunge through the crowd, causing a surprised gasp of indignation to leave the vampires, who somehow still haven’t managed to sniff out the humans in their midst. But the roar-like sound that leaves you as your ears pin back quickly has them fleeing the area of whatever you have perceived as a threat. You land a few feet in front of the small group, and the room is quickly being cleared of all other guests and guards aside from those at the main table, effectively plugging up the rooms entryways and stopping more of the Countesses guards from rushing in

“We ain't here for you!” the one shouts, “Move outta the way and I’ll reward you with your freedom!”

Your growl at them and bare your teeth, obviously not swayed by such a thing, afterall Natasha was good to you. She fed you, clothed you, even let you have a room, and you'd never known what it was like to be on a chain or to be whipped. No, you had it good here, the best as far as werewolf standards could go. Plus, you were kinda hopelessly in love with her and her girlfriend, so to you and James, this was freedom.

You stalk forward a few paces, and they all finally reveal their weapons, aiming them at you. Both Natasha and Wanda can feel their own lips curling back in snarls, showing off their fangs. Neither can tell though if it's due to the anger at the brazen attack or their protectiveness for you however.

“We just want Romanoffs head” another one of them declares, chuckling, “It’s gonna look real nice on a pick in the center of town”

It would seem that James wasn’t a fan of that idea either, because in only a few seconds he's shifted into his werewolf form as well and circles around to the groups one side. They seem a bit shocked by his telltale white fur, no doubt connecting it to the legends that run rampant of when he was younger and kill crazy under the service of another vampire named Vasily Karpov.

“Certainly you recognize the white wolf as being the one your kind calls the Winter soldier” Natasha states, venom clear in her tone, “And as you can see, he is not alone. Surrender and I might spare these citizens their lives”

A third man shakes his head, “We don’t make deals. We’re leaving here with your head”

“You won’t be leaving at all”

Her comment is as good as a command, and you surge forward with a roar. The recognizable sound of a crossbow firing can be heard only seconds before your teeth are tearing into the soft flesh of the man's neck, and the metallic smell of blood fills the air.

Upon seeing this, two of the men attempt to scramble away, but James moves after them. He jumps on the first one, sinking his claws into his back as he bites down on the man's shoulder. He yells out a strangled cry for help before his neck is snapped by a large paw. The other man looks on in sheer horror as he frees his blade, it shakes in his hold but he's determined to not die without landing a blow

“Come on then, come get some!”

He lets out a growl that sounds rather like an amused chuckle before striking, tearing open the man's leg with his razor sharp claws. The man yells as he collapses, and he wildly swings his knife, catching your mate with the blade. It slides across his fur covered forearm leaving a small gash and terrible burning sensation in its wake. He quickly swats the blade from the man's grasp, breaking his wrist in the process before getting right up in his face.

He stares him down as he slowly bleeds out, having had his artery severed by claws not too long ago, but his attention quickly switches to you when the smell of your blood hits his nostrils…

The man that had stayed near you instead of running had watched on in disgust as you ripped away a part of his friend's windpipe before dropping his body. And he knew as soon as your eyes locked onto him that he was next. He decides to be brave as you walk forward, and he fires another bolt into you. Unlike the earlier one that lodged itself in your shoulder, this one hits your abdomen, causing an involuntary whine to leave you as blood drips down to the stone floor. But you don’t allow this to slow you down, and you rush him before he has a chance to reload. He screams as your claws tear into him, ripping open his abdomen and spilling his guts.

But before you can finish him off, the pain sets in, and it's quite clear even in your animalistic state that the tips of the bolts had been silver. You recoil from him, letting out another whine as your paw wraps around the arrow in your shoulder, and you yank it out with all your might.

The pain nearly has you on all fours at this point, and James quickly rushes to you. His head rests in the crook of your neck as his tongue laps at your shoulder injury. You whine again, almost collapsing as the silver rushes through your bloodstream and Wanda finds she can’t hold back anymore

She rushes over and carefully runs her hand through the black fur of your uninjured shoulder. Your head turns to her, and she swears she sees your eyes light up as you take in her presence. She watches as you sway, clearly weakened by this attack and she helps you lean into her. Though smaller in size, vampires are amazingly strong and she has no issues helping keep you upright. As she does so, the last of the crowd clears from the doorways, and the Countesses vampire guards make their way into the room.

“It's about time!” she shouts, trying to keep her worry for you under wraps, “Get the elders out of here and safely to their carriages, and put these humans back in the dungeons”

“But, my Lady- ”

“Go! My wolves took care of the threat and now the elders would like to be in their own castles, see that they at least get safely out of mine!”

The nod, “Of course. At once”

As soon as the room is empty, she rushes to join Wanda at your side, “How bad is it?”

“She can hardly stand Tasha, I think it was silver” she admits, pulling away from your now human form

The Countess frowns, knowing you must be really weak to allow that to happen just now. In all the years of knowing you, she's never seen you become human again in front of them, likely due to your nakedness. She rubs the fur of James shoulder to gain his attention, and he looks over at her

“Can you carry her to our room?”

Though confused, he nods and scoops you up into his arms. It agitates his own injury slightly, and he winces, but he powers through it easily.

“Set her on the bed” Wanda tells him, and he does as he's told. Only he refuses to move away from you

Natasha reaches up to rub his muzzle, “I know you're scared right now, but please James, I need you to step back so I can help her”

His eyes move from her, to you and he takes a few hesitant steps to the side, giving her enough room to maneuver around you. There's still a bolt lodged in your abdomen that is likely causing an extreme amount of pain as well as letting silver remain inside you, but she can’t remove it. Not until she deals with your shoulder wound that's bleeding profusely

“Just hang on, Y/n” she whispers, grabbing the cloth Wanda hands her. She presses it into the wound, causing you to whimper, “I know, I’m sorry.”

Wanda hands her a blade then, and James watches in awe as the Countess slices open her own wrist, letting her own blood pour out. He knows she intends to offer it to you, as a vampire's blood has healing properties. But he also knows that this is completely unheard of. He's never known a vampire to allow a wolf in their bed like this, and he certainly knows that none have ever let themselves be fed off of by a wolf. He knew Natasha was a kind vampire to werewolves, much kinder than most, but still he can’t help but think that something different is going on here.

“Y/n, I need you to drink, okay? Please.”

You weakly take the wrist she has offered you, attaching your lips to her soft flesh and begin to let the coppery flavor of her blood wash over your tongue.

To your surprise, you immediately start to feel its effects as the pain in your shoulder numbs. And you're fairly certain you can feel the wound trying to close itself, something your healing factor normally wouldn't help with when silver was involved. She moves the cloth away with her free hand, and sure enough it's only a small injury now.

"Okay, I'm going to pull this one out now" she says, gesturing to the bolt in your belly, "It's going to hurt"

You nod and she pulls, causing you to grimace around her wrist. And honestly if she wasn't so worried about you, she would have been going insane over the feeling of your lips and teeth on her skin

"That's it, keep drinking" she tells you, turning to look at her girlfriend, "Wanda, James is hurt too, let him drink from you"

The brunette picks up the knife and holds it to her wrist before looking up at the looming white werewolf, "You can shift back if you'd like, unless you're more comfortable like that"

His head tilts to the side like some confused dog as he thinks on it, before deciding to shift back. Wanda watches in amazement as he turns back into the man she's familiar with

"There we go" she says with a smile, but before she can cut herself his hand in hers stops her

"You don't have to. I appreciate it, and I appreciate you, my Lady, helping Y/n. But my injury isn't in a vital area. You don't need to"

"James, Natasha helped Y/n because she cares. Deeply. As do I. And we feel the same about you. I don't care if it's not fatal or that it will eventually heal. I can help you not to hurt now, so I'm going to " she explains, effectively causing both his heart and yours to race

"Okay"

Wanda slices herself as soon as he lets go and gives him her wrist, "Now drink"

As he does as he's told, Nat removes her wrist from your mouth as she looks you over. She tries not to let her eyes wander, only intending to make sure your injuries are closed, but when she sees your v line and happy trail she can't help but glance further down. She bites the inside of her lip to hold back a groan, because even soft you're bigger than she's ever had the pleasure of taking. But your voice pulls her eyes and attention away

"Thank you. You didn't have to save me"

"Of course I did" her eyes soften as she looks at you, and you swear you're dreaming when her hand cups the side of your face, "I couldn't let you die. Besides, you saved me tonight too"

You can't help but be confused, "But that's my duty to you as your guard. You…you don't have that duty"

"I don't. But Wanda's right, I care about you and about James far more than a Countess should. And I have felt this way for a very long time. As has Wanda" she explains, leaning closer, “And I think, the two of you feel the same way”

“We do” you admit, your heart fluttering as you get lost in her intense gaze

She smiles, “Good, then you won’t mind me doing this”

She leans in and captures your lips with her own, and you move your hand to cup the back of her head to ensure she stays there. Her lips are so plush, and they fit perfectly against your own. It’s better than you ever imagined, and when her tongue prods your lip for entrance, you eagerly allow it. You then wrap your arms around her waist to pull her even closer, causing her to let out a soft moan. The scene practically has James’s jaw hanging open

“Why let them have all the fun?” Wanda says, bringing him out of his daze and offering him her hand now that he's done drinking from her

He swiftly takes it and she leads him to the other side of the bed. Before she can say or do anything however, his hands grasp her hips and pull her against him. She lets out a small sound of surprise before he leans in, pressing his lips against hers in an awaited kiss. Without realizing it, he leans her backwards, letting her come to rest on the mattress below.

When all four of you finally pull away from each other, James helps Wanda out of her dress and jewels while you do the same with the redhead above you. With all four of you finally able to see each other fully, you each silently study the other. Each of you intends to take in every freckle and scar, committing them to memory before giving in and worshiping each other.

Natasha makes the first move, smirking at you seductively before effortlessly flipping your positions. With you now on top of her she guides your hands to her body, “Make me feel good, baby”

Your hands begin to caress her sides, slowly making their way up to her chest while your mouth kisses along her jawline. When your hands finally cup her breasts, your mouth has moved to her collarbone, where you leave a few of your own marks beside some of Wanda's older ones. The Countess shudders in anticipation as her core throbs, spilling her essence to the bedsheets below.

Beside you, James does similarly. His hands squeeze the brunette's tits while his mouth trails the valley between them, leaving kisses in his wake. Wanda squirms beneath him, a flushed mess as she feels her arousal drip between her thighs. She's honestly surprised by her girlfriend's patience, as hers has run out.

“James” she calls out, her voice a bit raspier than usual. His eyes glance up at her but his mouth never leaves her chest, "I need you lower"

He eagerly obliges and slides himself further down pressing gentle kisses against her bare stomach before settling before her mound. His eyes darken as he sees how wet she already is, and his tongue darts out to taste her.

“Ooh” she moans as his tongue gently parts her folds and enters her awaiting hole. He swirls the muscle around before pulling back to suck on her clit, causing her to clench around nothing, “Feels so good, baby”

He hums at the praise, causing her to roll her hips against him as she seeks out more pleasure. He obliges by pushing his tongue back inside her, letting her walls squeeze him as his nose brushes against her bundle of nerves.

Hearing her girlfriend moan beside her has Natasha eager for the same treatment. But she needs not wait long, as you're already busy marking up her plush thighs.

“Y/n…” she sighs as you test her patience, so you finally give into both of your desires

You practically dive in, attaching your lips to her clint instantly, earning yourself a loud moan from the woman. She quickly brings one her hands to tangle in your hair to hold you close as the other hand twists up the sheets

“Fuck….just like that” she encourages, scratching lightly at your scalp, “Good girl”

Her juices drip down your chin as you slip your tongue inside her, causing more sounds of pleasure to come from her. They mix with Wandas as you both work on getting them to come undone.

It’s not long before both vampires are writhing, their muscles tightening as they begin to reach the peak of their bliss. You and James increase the pace of your mouth's movements as you both hold down their thighs to avoid being crushed.

“Fuck!” Wanda shouts as she treats your mate to a gush of her cum, which he happily swallows

The sounds of her girlfriend coupled with your motions is enough to have Nat falling over the edge as well, “Oh god!”

Her grip on your hair tightens as you continue your movements for a bit, until she slumps back against the bed. Though neither of you want to, you both pull away, not wanting to overstimulate either woman. They both look at you and JAmes through hooded eyes, clearly still blissed out as smiles grace their features

You and your mate share a similar smile as you glance at each other, clearly forming an unspoken plan with each other. This plan is put in motion quickly as the two of you trade places on the bed, allowing you to each slide between the legs of the other woman you’ve yet to please, and taste.

You effortlessly wrap your arms around Wanda's thighs and pull her close to you, making her moan deeply as your lips make contact with her still sensitive pussy. Natasha makes a similar sound as James’ tongue slides inside her. You both work at the same pace as before, making both women shudder as their second orgasms quickly approach. Wanda's hand instinctively reaches out to grab her girlfriend's hand, and they both shout out your names as they cum again. You both help work them through it before pulling away to let them calm down.

It takes them a moment to regain their composure, but once they do, Natasha is sure to praise you both, “They did so good for us, didn't they detka(baby)?”

“They sure did. Took such good care of us” Wanda agrees, reaching down to affectionately stroke your cheek

Natasha hums in agreement, “I think it's time to take care of them, don’t you agree?”

“Oh yes”

You and James watch them with anticipation as they stand from the bed, gesturing at where they once were laying. You quickly understand the implication and both move up the mattress to take their places. They both eye you hungrily as they realize you're both hard, and both leaking precum.

Natasha moves to straddle James, reaching down to grab his cock. She gently wraps her fingers around it, causing him to moan as she jerks him off. His head leans back against the pillows as she presses his tip against her entrance, and she then moans as he slips inside. She slowly sinks down, bracing herself with her hands on his chest as he bottoms out inside her

“Fuck…” he whimpers as his hands move to her hips, “You feel so good”

She smiles down at him, “Mmm, so do you. Filling me so well.”

As she begins to rock her hips, Wanda makes her way to you, straddling your lap with a confident smirk. She strokes your cock as she lines herself up with you, and you both moan in unison as she begins to sink down on you. Your hands cup her breasts in effort to add to her pleasure as hers rest against your abdomen, and she whimpers as stills against your hips

“So big” she mutters, not used to anything other than Natashas fingers inside her

With your ego boosted you smile up at her with a cocky grin, “You think we’re big now, you should see us in our other form”

The thought alone has them both clenching around you, causing both you and James to moan as their movements increase in speed. An your mate glances over at you with a knowing look

“I think they like the sound of that” you tease, only to be shut up by the brunettes lips on your own

“Damn right we do” Natasha admits, still eagerly riding James’ cock, “After Wans and I make you two see stars, we want you wolf forms to claim us. You don’t need Omegas now that you have us.”

James grunts at her words and tightens his on her hips, she's almost sure it’ll bruise and that excites her, “Does that sound good, handsome? Does the idea of knocking us up excite you?”

“Yes…” he breathes out as his cock twitches inside her, “We’ve never wanted Omegas, only the two of you”

Wanda pulls away from you, looking into your eyes as she continues her hips movements, “Yeah?”

“Yeah” you assure, wrapping an arm around her waist, “All we ever thought about was you two”

At your confession, Natasha leans over and connects her lips to James’ while the brunette on top of you cups your face. Even without words, it's clear the sentiment is the same for the two of them. Besides each other, all they thought of was the two of you. And that paired with they way they both still ride you, neither of you will last much longer.

“Fuck…Wanda, I’m gonna cum” you grit out, trying to hold yourself back until you know she's close as well

She moans at your words and her walls tighten around you, “Go on baby, cum in me”

With her permission you unload inside of her, sending her over the edge directly after you. You hold her close as you thrust your hips upward, helping her ride through her orgasm.

Beside you, Natasha pants, quickly approaching her own climax, “Thats it, being such a good boy for me. Keep going, I’m so close”

He nods in understanding, “Me too. God…I’m gonna fill you up”

Natasha moans loudly, cumming all over his cock at his words, but his hands continue to guide her in her movements until he spills inside her. She practically collapses against him once he's finished, and he runs a soothing hand through her hair.

A few minutes pass before the four of you have caught your breath, but once you have, you look over at the redhead resting against your mate, “Did you mean what you said? About our wolf forms?”

She reaches out to caress her girlfriends back, who still lays on your chest, before answering, “Yes. We want you both in every way we can have you. Right, dorogoy(darling)?”

“Right” she answers, kissing your chest, “Please Y/n?”

James looks over at you, “Come on, love. If they want to be ours, who are we to deny them that?”

You nod, “You're right”

The two of you carefully move the two girls off of you as you stand, and once they’re situated you both make your way to the foot of the bed. James gently grabs your waist and pulls you against him before leaning down to capture your lips in a kiss. You eagerly lean into it and wrap your arms around his neck to keep him close for a moment

After the two of you break apart you walk away from the bed a bit to ensure there's enough space before shifting forms. The two vampires watch in awe as you both transform, and their jaws nearly drop as they take in the size of your still erect cocks.

You both walk over to the bed, eyeing them as if they were prey. Which, in a way, they were. Just not the kind to be attacked or eaten, but the kind to be claimed. You lick your maw as you climb above the Countess, and she reaches out to stroke the fur covering your chest.

“Come on, baby. Use me.”

As soon as the words leave her mouth you reach out your large paws to flip her over, showing off her ass to you. She gets the idea and moves to be on all fours below you, and you eagerly bend over her. She can feel your throbbing member resting just against her folds and grinds back into you, showing how eager she is for you.

Seeing the position you have her girlfriend in, Wanda quickly moves to get in the same one, hoping to entice James to come to her faster. Her plan works and he moves to hover over her. He gently licks the back of her shoulder as he lines himself up with her and he pushes his tip against her pussy.

She moans loudly and pulls at the sheets as he pushes himself further inside her, stretching her open even further than she had been on your human cock earlier. He stills for a moment to let her adjust to the new size, only continuing to move once her breathing evened out. Now fully inside her, he lets out a possessive growl and drops a bit more of his body weight on top of her as he waits for you and Natasha to catch up.

Seeing how your mate has already mounted Wanda, you move your hips back slightly before moving them forward again and you slowly begin to slide into the woman beneath you. She moans and reaches out to grab ahold of one of your giant paws to help ground herself as you inch forward until you're all the way inside her and you thank her by softly licking her neck

“Please” Wanda whimpers, moving to look at James the best she can in her current position, “Please fuck me”

With a grunt he begins to move, slamming his hips into hers without little care for how rough his movements may be. His sole focus now is on his pleasure, and filling the brunette with his seed. His powerful thrusts have Wanda a mess beneath him, and all she can do is make sounds of pleasure as his cock pulses inside of her.

Below you, Natasha wiggles her hips in an attempt to entice you, “Come on Y/n, please”

You thrust your hips forward with a growl and move your paw to be on top of the hand that was once holding onto you as you start to pound into her. Noises similar to Wandas leave her as your movements never falter and she nearly screams in pleasure when you brush up against her cervix

“Oh god….oh god” Wanda mumbles, feeling her own arousal drip down her thighs as she approaches her third orgasm of the evening, “Don’t stop”

He grunts as he increases his pace, proving to her that he had no intention of doing such a thing. He can feel her walls tighten around him, which only spurs him on. He lowers his head next to hers, letting her hear him pant against her ear which proves to be enough to tip her over the edge

“James!” she shouts, and he nuzzles against her as she shakes but continues to fuck her, not planning on stopping until his knot is buried inside her.

Your hips slam into Natashas with a similar roughness, causing the redhead to whimper. She tries her best to force her hips back to meet your thrusts, intent on chasing her next orgasm that's oh so close. And all it takes to send her over is your other paw moving to grab at her chest

“Oh fuck! Y/n!” she yells as her walls squeeze you in a way nothing ever has before. But you don’t let up either, only thinking about locking your knot into place so you can fill her properly.

The two of you continue to rut into them with such force that has their arms nearly giving out, but neither cares too much as you both have their eyes rolling to the back of their heads and drool dripping down their chins. Neither has ever felt pleasure this intensely before, and they honestly aren't sure they ever want it to stop. But just as that thought crosses their minds they can feel themselves approaching their climax once again, and they are eager to be filled with potent werewolf cum.

“Please, please, please” Wanda begs, grasping the sheets so hard its a wonder they don’t tear, “Please knot me, please”

James grunts, a bit surprised at first that she knows enough about werewolf anatomy and breeding to know of a knot, but when he remembers their admittance of wanting this for a long time he gets the idea that they may have looked into it just to understand the two of you better. And that thought has his knot instantly growing. It slams into Wanda's pussy a few times, and feeling how big it is she nearly changes her mind, but with a final hard shove from him, it slips inside her

“Ooh god!” she moans as his hot cum practically pours inside her, sending her into her yet another orgasm

As Nat watches Wanda practically collapse from exhaustion and pleasure her excitement of being knotted by you nearly doubles and she does her best to turn her head to face you

“Please baby, I want your knot.” she whimpers, “I need it”

Her admittance has your knot growing, and she can’t help but moan as it slams against her. Then, without warning it slips inside fully and locks into place, and she swears she cums so hard she sees white as your seed seemingly endlessly pumps into her. She also practically collapses, so you and James both ease them into a prone position as you both gently lay on top of them, and without meaning to they both begin to drift off.

By the time they come back around, you and JAmes are human again, and are spooning them from behind. Large smiles envelope their faces as they realize that you both not only stayed but you had also cleaned them up a bit

“Ah, you're awake” James says from behind Wanda. She hums in acknowledgement but its NAtasha that speaks

“Hopefully not for long. Just wanted to check on the two of you”

“We’re fine, love” you assure, pressing a kiss to her still bare shoulder, “And we aren’t going anywhere”

“Besides, how much safer could the two of you be now that your guards sleep in the same bed as you” James teases, causing all of you to chuckle

“Promise you’ll be here?” Wanda mumbles, clearly only moments away from returning to slumber

James squeezes her a bit tighter as you answer, “We promise”

She give you a sleepy smile, “I love you all”

“Love you too detka(baby)” Nat replies before James and you answer in unison

“We love you too”

Nat smiles as her girlfriend closes her eyes, “I also love you both”

“And we love you too” you answer

“Indeed we do” James says, nearly drifting off to sleep himself

“Sleep now” Nat tells him, turning to look at you, “You as well.”

“Mkay” you admit with a yawn, pulling her even closer

And as the Countess feels the love and warmth of her three lovers around her, she knows that any risks that come with such a relationship, potential hybrid children and all, will be absolutely worth it if it means she gets to have this for the rest of time

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Not By Blood

♡ Pairing: Platonic!BuckyNat x Enhanced!Teen!Fem!Reader

♡ Summary: After a mission gone wrong, Natasha returns with an injury. Steve of course blames you.

♡ Warnings: fluff, angst, mentions of gunfire/gunshot, injuries, vomiting, dissociation, anxiety attacks, steve being an asshole

You sat on the edge of your bed, having a staring contest with the wall. Seeing as the color of the paint was doing an okay job at distracting you from your thoughts. But it didn’t matter anyway, Steve’s words rang in your head.

It should’ve been you.

You tried to play it off as Steve just being concerned for his dear friend Nat. But you couldn’t brush off the hostility laced into his words.

It was a typical mission gone wrong, mistakes were made. People ended up getting hurt. But it was all an accident. Although Steve, didn’t see it that way.

Most of the time, you were seen as a helpful addition to the team. The power of invisibility making you stealthy, being able to retrieve important information without ever being seen. You had quite the advantage of taking down enemies when you weren’t visible.

While you were actively unseen, light and objects could pass through you. Explaining why the bullet passed through you, into Nat’s side.

You had been spooked by the gunshot, instincts swift as you vanished, leaving Nat exposed. Bucky had acted fast, downing the hidden sniper as you reappeared. Immediately being sent into panic, shakily applying your hands over her wound.

Bucky had immediately shoved you away, tending to his lovers wound. It was merely a push out of adrenaline, him needing space to help Nat. But you couldn’t help but feel the shove come off too strongly.

Many hours later, Nat was rushed back to the compound, into the medbay where she was taken immediately. The doctors, including Bruce had done their magic, announcing to everyone waiting, that she’d be okay after some rest.

The announcement eased your anxiety, the waves of nausea drifting finally. Standing up, you headed for Nat’s room.

That was until Steve’s strong arm blocked your path, nearly having you fall backwards in surprise.

“Steve! You scared m—”

“Where do you think you’re going?” He interrupted you, looking down at you with a quizzical glare, making you feel small.

“Um… To Nat’s room.” You told him, shrinking back a little more at his glare turning frustrated.

“Haven’t you done enough? She needs rest.” Steve scolded you, the nausea starting to make its return.

“I know, I just wanted to see her.” You begged, needing to see for your own eyes that Nat was okay.

“You think you should be allowed to? After what happened? She trusted you (Y/n), but not after you used her as a human shield!” Steve raised his voice, crossing his arms. His stance made it clear you weren’t allowed to pass.

“She doesn’t deserve to be in there…” He paused, looking at you up and down in disgust, “It should’ve been you.”

You were taken aback at his accusation, like you would ever purposely hurt any of your teammates, especially Nat and Bucky. Steve’s words cut deep, leaving you speechless. The sob bubbling up in your throat leaving you unable to defend yourself.

But it was the lowly muttered last words that had you wanting to crawl into a hole and hide away from everyone. You looked up to Steve, he had belived in you. What had changed?

Steve just shook his head, a flash of guilt marking his features before his harsh glare returned.

“Go to your room and clean yourself up.” He commanded.

You didn’t have any energy, nor did you trust you voice enough to respond. If you did, you would’ve scolded Steve for speaking to you like a child. You were the youngest in the whole facility, but you weren’t a child.

That’s how you found yourself sitting in your room, staring at the wall, in hopes you’d disappear if you sat still long enough.

The guilt was consuming you completely, maybe Steve was right. Nat had done more than enough to prove herself worthy, she was a valuable teammate. You were… You were just additional baggage. Not necessarily needed.

The thought that you had gotten Nat injured was making you sick, dizzy with guilt. Before you knew what was happening, you were sprinting to the bathroom, sliding just in time to empty your stomach in the toilet.

After a few more moments of dry heaving, you leaned back against the wall next to the porcelain, using the coolness from the wall behind you to calm your clammy skin.

It should’ve been you. It should’ve been you.

The words shouldn’t of bounced around in your head as much as they are, but you couldn’t help but feel they were true. You didn’t belong. They were a family, they had each other. What gave you the right to walk in and mess everything up?

Tears started trailing down your cheeks, shamefully wishing for Nat’s forgiveness, knowing you didn’t deserve it. You hoped Bucky didn’t hate you as much as he should, you don’t think you could live knowing he didn’t like you. You weren’t sure there would be a chance to win Steve’s trust back, you hoped he’d forgive you eventually.

The compound had started feeling like home, with the help of Nat and Bucky. But now, as you sit balled up in the corner— You’ve never felt more out of place.

Nat had woken up hours ago, getting through a bunch of hello’s, and appreciating everyone’s concern. Besides Bucky, there was someone who she hadn’t seen greet her yet.

“Where do you think she scurried off to?” Nat asked out loud, Bucky muting the TV and facing her.

“I don’t know. I can’t stop feeling bad for pushing her.” Bucky muttered, remembering the shock on your face after the action.

“James, you didn’t mean it. You were just in mama bear mode.” Nat teased, watching some light return to his face.

“Of course I didn’t mean it, I would never do anything like that to her on purpose… I just— you should’ve seen her face. She looked upset.” He admitted.

“It was a stressful situation, I’m sure she was upset. Just not at you. Stop being so hard on yourself, and go find her and bring her here.” Nat told him, watching him nod and smile.

“Yes ma’am.” He said teasingly, leaning down to kiss her forehead.

“Now go! I want my girl!” Nat scolded playfully, making Bucky chuckle at her goofiness.

Bucky had searched the whole compound, not finding you anywhere. He asked around, but nobody had seen you since Bruce gave everyone the okay on Nat’s condition.

The last place he’d yet to check was your room, but you hated being holed up in your room unless it was bedtime, so it seemed out of character for you to be there.

Making his way to your room, he knocked on your door, leaning his ear to the wood, not hearing any noise from inside. No music, movie, humming— nothing. But he knew you were in there because he could hear your heartbeat.

“Doll, it’s me! Can I come in?” He spoke loudly through the door.

After hearing nothing, he started to grow worried. Turning the knob and opening the door slowly, scanning the room for you. Your bed looked a little wrinkled but otherwise untouched, and everything was turned off, the only light coming from the bathroom.

“(Y/n)? You alright? I’m coming in if you don’t say anything.” He warned, trying to keep his tone lighthearted, but he was panicking internally.

Turning towards the doorway, he walked through the frame, spotting your curled up form next to the toilet. Immediately he squatted down to you, concerned at the way you were blankly staring at the wall.

“Hey, hey! (Y/n)? What’s wrong baby— are you hurt?” He rushed out, gently grabbing your arms, twisting you slightly so he could check for wounds, worried that the doctors had missed something.

“Baby what’s going on? You’re scaring me.” Bucky whispered softly, your state making him panic.

After finding no wounds, he relaxed slightly, fully sitting on the floor, cradling your face in his hands. Hoping the metal hand grounded you, like it usually does when you are having an attack.

“(Y/n), you need to talk to me.” Bucky tried again, getting no response, just your vacant stare that felt like it was going right through him.

Keeping his metal hand on your cheek, he reached into his pocket with his free hand, pulling out his phone and dialing.

After a few rings, Steve picked up.

“Steve, I need you to send—”

Bucky couldn’t even finish his sentence, feeling your jaw clench, finding your eyes wide with guilt.

“(Y/n)?” Bucky tried, watching your eyes dart all around the room, ending up on his phone.

“No…” You mumbled, barely audible if it weren’t for the super serum.

Bucky perked up, relieved to hear you talking, but his heart was breaking at how broken you sounded.

“No what baby?” Bucky asked you softly, hanging up on Steve and placing his hand back on your cheek, cradling your face.

“It should’ve been me… It should’ve been me…” You started mumbling in a chant, eyes clenching shut, tears escaping and trailing down your cheeks.

Bucky was concerned and confused, wondering what had happened to have you in this state.

“What do you mean?”

It was a simple question, gently asked by him. But it seemed to trigger you, fully bringing you back with him, but hysterical.

“It’s my fault Nat got shot— I’m sorry Bucky, I’m so sorry please don’t hate me, please! It should’ve been me… It should’ve been…” You sobbed, throwing yourself into Bucky’s arms, knowing you didn’t deserve his comfort, but desperately needing it.

It dawned on Bucky suddenly what had you acting like this, and he didn’t think it was possible for his heart to break anymore.

“Hey, it’s okay baby. It wasn’t your fault, okay? And I don’t hate you, you’re my girl.” He whispered into your hair, softly rubbing your back, holding you tight, letting you cling to him.

“It should’ve been me…” You mumbled into his chest again.

Bucky pulled you back from his chest, cradling your face, forcing you to meet his eyes.

“I don’t wanna hear you say that. It was a mistake, and mistakes happen. But don’t you dare say that. Nat’s okay— and i’m happy that you’re okay too.” Bucky told you, tone gentle.

You sniffled and nodded your head.

“Now, you wanna tell me why you are hiding in your bathroom? You always come to Nat and I.” Bucky asked, slightly offended that his girl found more comfort on the bathroom floor than with him.

You looked down shamefully, your head getting tilted back up by Bucky.

“I tried to visit Nat but… Steve said I shouldn’t.” You admitted quietly.

Bucky’s jaw tensed, leave it to Steve to makes things worse.

“He uh…” You started but got nervous, growing silent.

“He what baby? You can tell me.” Bucky urged, wiping his thumb under your eyes, drying the skin of moisture.

“Don’t get mad at him okay?” You told him, and Bucky rolled his eyes.

He was already mad. Steve messed with his girl.

“Promise?” You asked again.

He huffed in frustration, wishing he could just go yell at Steve. But otherwise nodded to you.

“He said that Nat didn’t deserve to be hurt… That it…” You paused, swallowing through the tightness in your throat, tears returning, “He said it should’ve been me.”

“That little punk, I’m gonna—”

“You promised!” You told him.

Bucky took a deep breath in, trying to let his anger melt away. But he couldn’t relax knowing Steve had said that to you, it was far from okay. You didn’t deserve that, you were the sweetest person to exist.

“Doll, he shouldn’t of said that to you. It’s not true. He sure as hell didn’t mean it, and I’m gonna have a talk with him about why he said it— but it’s not true.” Bucky told you, watching you relax at his words.

“Still hurt to hear though.” You whispered, burying yourself into his arms again.

“I know baby, I’m sorry you had to hear something like that.” Bucky uttered into your hair.

“So is… Is Natty okay?” You meekly asked, still feeling guilty from everything that had happened.

“She asked for you.” Bucky told you, watching you lean back, gazing into his eyes with happiness.

“Really?”

“Yes baby, she’s not mad at you, She just wants to see you. She loves you.” He told you, hating the way he had to convince you. “Wanna go see her?”

You nodded eagerly, needing to see Nat. See that she was okay.

The door to Nat’s room opened, she turned her head, smiling lovingly when she saw you standing with Bucky.

“There she is!” Nat called out, holding her arms open.

You ran over to her, jumping into her embrace. The guilt was still lingering and you couldn’t help the tears from falling again, dampening Nat’s shoulder.

“I’m sorry Nat, I’m so glad you’re okay. I don’t know what I’d do without you —I”

“Calm down (Y/n), I’m okay. It wasn’t your fault.” Nat cooed, running her fingers through your hair as you cried into her shoulder. “Oh baby, don’t cry. It’s okay.”

You leaned back just enough to look Nat in the eyes, relieved to have her here with you, safe. You suddenly felt a much larger body press from behind you, caged in between Nat and Bucky.

They wrapped their arms around each other, circling you with their warmth. They weren’t related to you by blood, but sometimes they felt like they were your true family. The family you had been missing.

“I love you guys.” You whispered to them.

“We love you baby.” Bucky mumbled into your hair, “You’re our girl.”

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lovebugspots · 8 months

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peter man?

chapter one: a not so fun necklace.

Peter Parker x Winterwidow/Buckynat's daughter! reader.

Dreams, by the Cranberries.

"Oh, my life is changing everyday... In every possible way."

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Her eyes darted between her father and her mother. Another staring contest, fun.

Her mothers green eyes staring into her father's icy blue ones.

Y/n just stood up and carefully walked out of the compound kitchen and into her room and saw Peter already there and she sighed, kicked her slippers off and jumped onto him, since he was laying on his bed and snuggled into his side.

"Hi Peter man." She said teasingly and earned an audible groan from him.

"Why are you calling me that..." he mumbled and wrapped his arms around her body and let her snuggle into him.

He had learned that snuggling was her way of coping with her past in the Red Room, a way to learn that physical contact can be okay.

"Because it's funny, Spider Parker." She giggles and looked up at him with her soft Y/e/c eyes and looked into his warm and comforting brown eyes.

But he can't be mad, he never wanted to not be snuggling her.

But that doesn't mean he can't get annoyed by her.

He groans loudly and rolled over on top of her, earning a loud 'Oomf' from her.

He laid on top of her, putting his whole body weight on her.

"Oh you asshole." She groans and he chuckles as he laid on her.

"C'mon, you enjoy it, don't lie." He said cheekily, and he put his hands on her stomach. His hand going her her shirt a bit, he felt her scars...but they made her fucking beautiful to him.

She rolled her eyes and held him tightly.

"Shut up..." She mumbled into his hair as he had his face in the crook of her neck. He giggles and traced her scares lightly, his rough and calloused hand on the scar tissue felt delicate.

He felt to coolness of her right bionic hand on the nape of his neck, people would beget all weird by it, but like how Natasha was with Bucky, he saw through the arm and just the person, the person whom they both truly love.

It was dinner time, all of the Avengers were sitting down eating.

And dinner always consisted of Bucky and Sam Arguing, Tony wiggling his eyebrows at Peter, Natasha glaring at Tony, Wanda reading the teens minds and giggling, Loki not caring for the young Peter but always giving encouraging smiles to Y/n, Thor not knowing whats going on, Bruce not caring really, Steve trying to calm down Bucky and Sam, Clint not caring and trying to eat, Somehow Vision even knows the love between Y/n and Peter.

In a nutshell it was normal until Pietro started something quiet interesting...

"Peter, Y/n?" He asked, his accent thick as he stood up. Everyone raised their eyebrows s he grabbed a fistful of pasta and threw it at Y/n.

"I declare, a food fight."

Everyone's eyes widen and Thor immediately threw garlic bread at the speedsters face. Tony lets out a cackle and threw a meatball at Steve's face.

Then a war had begun. Peter and Y/n had hid under the table with cookies in hand as the adults were throwing pasta all over each other.

Y/n giggles and Peter sighed and looked at her, her delicate features. And she turned and they made eye contact

And that was when it felt as if everything slowed down. Their eyes looking into one another, and they just felt so connected. And slowly, inch, by inch they leaned in... and they got so close, that only their noses touched.

He could smell her perfume, the addicting coffee, lavender and vanilla.

She was just addicting to him.

His left hand went to her cheek and the back of her neck, inching closer and closer...

Then Thor lifted the table up, and the two pulled away quickly and sh threw a cookie at him and jumped up, then helped Peter up, their faces bright red. Now, EVERYONE knew.

But, being the two hopeless idiots they didn't.

"Man of spiders! Lady of Metal Arms! I have found you!" Thor boomed happily and gave a knowing grin and wiggled his eyebrows in very, very obvious way.

Y/n was currently on her bed, with her mother, Wanda and Pepper stopped by to see what she missed since she missed dinner.

"You two almost kissed?!" Pepper yelled and Wanda shushed her and Natasha sighed.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y, can you sound proof the room?" Natasha said to the AI and the room became sound proof.

Natasha takes a deep breath then she started.

"Y/n Rebecca Barnes, you have to tell him you like him!" She yelled and stood up and started pacing while she spoke to her daughter.

"If you don't tell him he will never know!" Pepper nodded and added to Natasha.

"It is so clear he is in love with you!" Wanda nodded and also added.

"You know, I have never felt so much love for a person then he does for you..."

Y/n sighed and rubbed her temples and laid back on her bed, and groans, the metal of her hand helping her nerves.

But little did she know, that in Peters room. There was all of the boys trying to comfort a very, very anxious spider.

"Kid, if she didn't like you should would have pulled away or not lean in at all." Steve sighed and Bucky just looked uncomfortable.

Tony puts his hand on his shoulder and said.

"You should have made out with her quicker-"

"Stark! Do you forget that she is my daughter?" Bucky snapped and Tony chuckled and whispered to Peter.

"Don't forget about Papa-Bear." And Steve sighed as he had to restrain his childhood best friend.

"B-Buck! Don't you dare make me get Natasha." Steve said firmly and Bucky stopped and whispers.

"You wouldn't dare to get Natalia." He seethed out and Steve sighed and yelled.

"Natasha! Bucky is trying to kill another Stark."

Tony grimaced and everyone else had to stifle down a laugh. And Bucky just rolled his eyes as Natasha walked in and started speaking in rapid Russian with Bucky.

"Seriously, James? What did he do this time?" Natasha asked in Russian.

"He was talking about how he should have made out with our daughter earlier!" He responded.

All she did was let out a small chuckle and said.

"He has a point, James."

"Natalia, no."

"Natalia yes."

He scoffed and rolled his eyes as she dragged him out of the room and eventually all of the others walked out as well. After a few minutes, Y/n sneaked into his room, like usual, in her pajamas and snuggled into his side.

Something they do nightly, his arms around her waist and he face in his chest as she listens to his heart beat.

"Peter..?" She mumbled softly into his chest and he looked down at her and whispered.

"Yeah, princess?" She looked up and sighed as she nuzzled into him more.

"I'm scared..." she mumbled and he sighed and held her tightly.

"The nightmares?"

She nodded and he thought for a moment and he got close to her ear and whispered.

"You wanna stay with me?" She looked up and nodded, solace was what she needed.

He smiles and moved her so she could get under the sheets and blankets, he practically engulfed her with blankets and himself.

She giggles and nuzzled into his chest and mumbled.

"Good night, Peter man."

He didn't roll his eyes but he kissed her forehead and whispered.

"Good night, Stargirl." She blushed a deep magenta when he said her hero name, and when he kissed her forehead.

Lord he knew how to make her melt like a candle.

And just like that, she fell asleep.

In the arms with the one, and only guy she wants.

But the nightmares of her getting choked by The Winter Soldier and his metal arm will always come.

How his hand was a not so fun necklace.

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While You Were Sleeping

relationships: alpha!buckynat x enhanced!omega!reader

summary: When you start sleep teleporting into your teammates room's Bucky and Natasha are jealous to say the least. When you finally end up in their bed there's less romance and more head injuries than they imagined.

word count: 2.1k

warnings: abo dynamics, protective/jealous buckynat, nightmares, reader gives herself a concussion, embarrassment, bed sharing, making out, pain medication, reader sleeps with a stuffed animal, platonic!steve x reader, some nsfw thoughts, beefy!nat

translations: zayka- bunny, malyshka- baby, dorogoy- darling

a/n: (me, unable to find an alpha buckynat fic) fine, i'll do it myself

Steve is animatedly talking to a barely awake Sam when the blonde is suddenly spun around by a strong hand on his shoulder. He had just enough time to recgonize the scent of his best friend before he threw a punch. “Buck, you can’t sneak up on me like that,” he groans. He tenses up again when he notices the brunet’s anger.

“Woah, did you fight with Nat this morning or something?” Sam asks, now perked up. Steve sighs loudly at his teammates' lack of filter as Bucky scowls. “No. I was noticing Steve’s scent,” Bucky answers darkly. Sam sniffs the air. “He smells the same to me. Is your super nose picking up something weird?”

Steve shuts his eyes in exasperation. “Sam. Just go get a coffee or something.”

“What? You practically dragged me out of bed at the ass crack of dawn and now-”

He stops abruptly at Bucky icy glare. “You know what, I am getting coffee. It’s too early for your drama,” he decides, exiting the gym with a non committal wave goodbye.

“Didn’t know you and Y/N were so close,” Bucky practically growls. He approaches a punching bag to keep from breaking his best friend’s face. Steve blushes, only adding fuel to his friends' anger. He raises his shirt to nose. “Do I smell like her? I took a shower this morning,” he wonders outloud.

Bucky punches the bag so hard it goes flying from the ceiling, raining sand on the floor. Steve's eyes widen when he realizes Bucky didn’t even use his metal arm to do it. He quickly raises his hands in a surrendering position “Woah, it wasn’t like that! She sleep teleported into my room and I wasn’t gonna kick her out!”

Bucky turns to face him. “Sleep teleported?”

“Yeah, you know, like sleep walking but─"

“I get it Steve!” He snaps, running a hand through his dark locks. “I just don’t understand why she went to your room,” he mumbles, voice now much softer and a little insecure. He thinks of his and Natasha’s attempts to get you closer that he was sure were working. They even googled courting tips for fucksakes. Natasha is much better at flirting but Bucy is a good listener, remembering every little thing about you. If you liked Steve you would tell him… wouldn’t you?

The blonde raises a brow at his friend’s sudden vulnerability. “What do you mean?”

“I mean in this huge tower, with hundreds of places to end up, why did she go to your bed?”

Steve sighs in frustration, realizing the real reason for the brunet’s behavior. Jealousy. “I don’t know, Buck. She was asleep when it happened, it was probably completely random. I’m just glad she didn’t end up in the street or something.”

Bucky freezes at that, all the worst thoughts of where you could have teleported flooding his head. He’s suddenly grateful you wound up in bed with his best friend. How could he have been so selfish? And how can he protect you from your powers? Bondage? No, that’s just kinky. Maybe cyro? No, he won’t let you in one of those freaky test tubes. Too many bad memories.

“Buck? Buck?”

He’s snapped from his thoughts. “Huh?”

“I asked how long you and Nat have been sweet on Y/N?” Steve smirks.

Bucky feels himself blush. “What makes you think we’re sweet on her?”

“Well you tried to kill me a minute ago because you were jealous, did you forget about that?”

Bucky’s jaw ticks. Sometimes he forgets how much of an ass his best friend really is. “I wasn’t gonna kill you.” He shrugs, playing innocent. “I was gonna tell Nat you slept with Y/N and then let her kill you.”

“Steve what?” Natasha’s deep growl has both men freezezing in terror. Steve sends the brunet a pleading look. Bucky reaches out to his mate hesitantly, “now malyshka, it’s not what it sounds like.”

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You’re having a nightmare but the pain is what wakes you up.

You’re on the floor and your head is throbbing and your heart is racing but wait, this isn’t your room? Where are you? Suddenly Natasha is in front of you, gently cupping your wet face. That’s when you realize you are in fact, crying. Well this is embarrassing. A sense of comfort washes over as you recognize the two familiar scents.

“Zayka, where are you hurt?” She asks as Bucky turns on the lamp so they can scan you for injuries. You shut your eyes at the sudden light. “My head.” The alphas share a panicked look. “Friday, health scan,” the redhead demands.

“Ms. Y/N has hit her head on the nightstand and is suffering from a grade one concussion. No emergency healthcare is needed. I suggest pain medication, rest, and icing the area of injury.” The AI answers in a soft volume.

“I’ll get the pills and ice,” Bucky decides, rushing out of the room. Natasha pulls you against her chest, mindful of your head. “It’s alright omega. We’ll take care of you,” she soothes. She suddenly raises from the floor without warning, making you cling to her in surprise, before she deposits you on the bed. She smirks at your dumbstruck expression. Despite the pain you’re in you feel your stomach churn at the show of strength.

“How’s the pain, baby doll?” Bucky croons, approaching the bed with full hands. You sniffle as he hands you some pills to take, washing it down with your favorite juice “Thank you, and not too bad. I’ve survived worse,” you answer, wiping your face. They look at you unconvinced.

The brunet sits on the bed beside you, “it’ll be easier to ice your head if you’re laying down.” Natasha is there to pull back the blankets for you even and tuck you in. Your heart flutters at their sweetness. Bucky gently places the ice pack on your head. You wince at the contact but sigh happily at the numbing effect. “Not too bad my ass,” Natasha scoffs.

You pout, trying to look serious but it’s hard in your current position. “It really isn't though. I’m just embarrassed I concussed myself. Plus I’m not wearing any pants.”

“That’s what you’re worried about? Your pride?” Bucky asks incredulously.

“Yes I am. Frankly, I don't have a lot to lose.”

Natasha shakes her head as she sits on the other side of you. “As much as I love your sense of humor, we were a little too worried about your head injury to notice your underwear.” That’s a lie. They both got a flash of your pastel cotton panties. “I can get you some pants if it would make you more comfortable though.”

You shrug. “No it’s fine, I’ve changed in front of you on missions before. I’m not really body shy.”

They share a heated look. They’re very familiar with your confidence but now is not a good time to tell you that they regularly fantasize about said body. Natasha holds back any sexual comments, remding herself that you’re only in their bed hald dressed because you’re injured.

“Well if it makes you feel any better you have great legs,” Bucky mumbles, eyes widening at his own admission. Natasha is shocked but somewhat proud of her awkward boyfriend. He needs to work on timing but baby steps. You grin teasingly, “really? This coming from Mr. Muder thighs?”

Natasha, who’s now slipped under the covers beside you, lets out a deep chuckle. Bucky’s face burns an adorable shade of red making you smile once again. “Yeah, get in bed, murder thighs,” Nat teases. He scoffs but lays down beside you anyways.

Sandwiched between the two most gorgeous alphas you’ve ever seen you resist the urge to do a little celebratory dance. As much as you don’t want to leave you also feel like you’ve bothered them enough. You sigh before forcing the words out of your mouth.

"I guess I should be going back to my room now.”

They look at you as if you’ve just suggested committing a war crime. “Printsessa, you’re hurt. Don’t you think you should just rest here for tonight?" Natasha coos, gently taking your hand in her’s. The small affection is enough to make you momentarily forget your argument. Then Bucky is shuffling beside you, retrieving something from the floor.

“Plus you can't go anywhere without this little guy, right?”

To your horror, he’s holding your favorite stuffed animal. The one you fell asleep holding. “That’s… not mine,” you lie very convincingly. Nat raises a brow teasingly. “Really? ‘Cause it’s not ours.” You put on a show of fake concern. “Oh no, it’s… a bomb! I’ll defuse it!”

Bucky moves the plushie away from your reach. “If I give it to you, you have to promise not to teleport away.”

“You want me to stay here with a bomb?” You ask, determined to stick to your story.

“Omega, we both know it’s not a bomb,” Nat interjects, cupping your face so you’ll meet her eyes, effectively making your brain short circut. Your face burns under her touch. “I’ll stay,” you softly promise. The alphas smile triumphantly as Bucky hands you the toy.

“We’d never make fun of you, zayka. Everyone has their comforts,” Bucky soothes. “Really?” You ask, looking between them. “Of course. I have a safety blanket that I won’t let anyone use,” he confesses. Natasha hums beside you, "and I do ballet."

“Really? Could you teach me?” You ask, looking up at her with excited eyes. She thinks of the way she was taught and clenches her jaw. No, she’ll make it fun for you. “Whatever you want, pretty girl.” You beam at her sweet words just as a yawn escapes your lips.

Bucky places a large hand on your waist. “I think the pills are making you sleepy, doll. Why don’t you get some rest?”

“Wait, I need to ask you guys something.” You focus on the green dinosaur in your hands but you can feel their gazes burning into you. “I don’t think I can embarrass myself anymore so I’m just gonna come out and say it… do you want to go on a date with me?”

There’s a horrible silence for a moment. Bucky looks at his girlfriend with pure happiness but she’s more hesitant to accept your confession, considering you just suffered from a head injury then took strong pain medication. She sighs deeply. “Zayka, we should talk about this in the morning─”

You barely notice Bucky pressing himself against you, afraid you’re going to leave. You look at Natasha defiantly. “No. I might have a concussion, and be on drugs, and not wearing pants, but I know what I want! So if you’re going to reject me just go ahead and─”

Before he can stop himself, Bucky cups your jaw and turns your face to him, smashing his lips against yours. Nat raises her brow, hardly surprised by her mate’s impulsive behavior. Still she can’t help but groan at the two of you kissing. It’s even hotter than she imagined. When he finally pulls away your chest is heaving and you’re looking up at Bucky with big glassy eyes. You already look so wrecked from just a kiss.

“Did that feel like a rejection to you?” He teases in a gruff voice, bumping his nose against yours. You shake your head breathlessly. “Um, no, but I think I should get Nat’s opinion too.”

The red head smirks, leaning in slowly just to tease you. Just as you begin to pout she surges forwards and takes your bottom lip between her teeth. You gasp at the light sting but she quickly soothes it with firm kisses. Bucky squeezes your waist from behind, gently mouthing your neck. You shiver as she pulls back, blinking slowly. You clear your throat,

“Yeah. That checks out.”

They both grin at your dazed reply. “You’re adorable, pup,” Bucky coos sweetly. Natasha hums in agreement, cupping your cheek. “You should rest now, zayka. We can talk more in the morning.”

“And kiss?” You ask drowsily.

She smiles, gently running her fingers along your jaw. “Of course, omega.”

You clutch your toy in your arms and nuzzle against Natasha’s breasts, pulling Bucky’s arm around your waist. Your bare legs are intertwined underneath the warm blankets. The last thing you say is a soft and sweet, “night alphas,” before drifting off.

Both of their hearts pick up at the title. You had never called them that before. Bucky tucks his head into your neck. He inhales your scent to remind him that this is real and not a dream. The two most amaizng woman he’s ever known in bed with him just seems too good to be true. He feels Natasha moving and look to see her texting with one hand.

“What are you doing?” He whispers against your skin. “Just telling Steve that the three of us will be taking a sick day.” She responds quietly. Bucky smiles at the prospect of a lazy day with his girls. “You think of everything, malyshka.”

“I know.” She brags, placing the phone on the bedside table. “Friday, cancel all alarms and don’t let anyone in unless the world is ending.”

“We should order her some fancy stuff for her nest, you know, like from one of those special omega websites. Oh, and lots of stuffed animals,” Bucky excitedly plans as he looks at your peaceful face. Natasha reaches over you to stroke his arm,

“Relax, dorogoy. We’ll have our whole lives to spoil her.”

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