#also pole dancing is a great workout and i do wanna get into it

[iliveinprocrasti-nationn]

people are texting my mum all these messages saying they’re thinking about us today and stuff. meanwhile we are talking about pole dancing

[my-emotional-self]

The Soulmates Chapter 3

Moodboard by the wonderful @princess-evans-addict

Pairings: Steve Rogers x OFC x Bucky Barnes

Warnings: swearing, exotic dancing

Summary: Being born with the words of two soulmates was rare, and you were one of them.  You had no idea that when you started a new job as Pepper Potts’ personal assistant you would end up finding both of your soulmates.  Things start off great, but what happens when Steve and Bucky find out about your double life and your side job?

A/N: Based off the music video ‘Gods and Monsters’ by Lana Del Rey

In the land of gods and monsters

I was an angel

Living in the garden of evil

You slowly walked around the pole, getting the feel of the song that you were so used to by now.

Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed

Shining like a fiery beacon

You got that medicine I need

Fame, liquor, love, give it to me slowly

Put your hands on my waist, do it softly

You stood tall in front of the pole, slowly raking your hands down your nearly naked body; loving the hollers and whistles from the crowd in front of you.  

Me and God we don’t get along, so now I sing

No one’s gonna take my soul away

Living like Jim Morrison

Gripping the pole tightly, you spun around quickly, going in circle after circle; your body twisting easily around the pole.  

Headed towards a fucked up holiday

Motel, sprees, sprees, and I’m singing

Fuck yeah give it to me, this is heaven, what I truly want

It’s innocence lost

Innocence lost

Making your way towards the crowd of men sitting in front of you on your hands and knees, you turned your back to them so they could see your round ass.  You began to gyrate your hips, as if you were riding on a cock. For a moment, thoughts of Bucky and Steve below you crashed into your mind and you groaned at the thought of them filling you up with their large cocks.  

In the land of gods and monsters

I was an angel, lookin’ to get fucked hard

Like a groupie incognito posing as a real singer

Life imitates art

You began to feel hands on the back of your legs and you turned your head, winking at the man who’s hands were on you as you saw a few twenty dollar bills on the stage.  

You got that medicine I need

Dope, shoot it up straight to the heart please

I don’t really wanna know what’s good for me

God’s dead, I said ‘baby that’s alright with me’

No one’s gonna take my soul away

Living like Jim Morrison

Headed towards a fucked up holiday

Motel, sprees, sprees, and I’m singing

Fuck yeah give it to me, this is heaven, what I truly want

It’s innocence lost

Innocence lost

When you talk it’s like a movie and you’re making me crazy

‘Cause life imitates art

If I get a little prettier, can I be your baby?

You tell me if life isn’t that hard

No one’s gonna take my soul away

Living like Jim Morrison

Headed towards a fucked up holiday

Motel, sprees, sprees, and I’m singing

Fuck yeah give it to me, this is heaven, what I truly want

It’s innocence lost

Innocence lost

As the song ended, you were sweaty and out of breath.  It was a true workout and you loved the way the men fawned over you.  Going around, you gathered up the money on the stage, winking at the men and blowing them kisses.  

“How’d you make out that round?” Trixie asked as you walked into the back room, counting your cash with a smile on your face.  

“I think this has been the best night I’ve ever had,” you replied, fanning your face with your money making the girls in the room laugh.  

Out of all the girls, you had been there the longest, since you were 18 years old and you took many of the new girls under your wing; helping them as much as you could.  

You cooled off in the back for nearly an hour before your next round came up.  Tommy came back in, giving you another bump of cocaine right before it was your turn.  Tommy was a good man for taking you in when you lost your family; keeping you out of foster care and probably juvie as well.  He got you a small apartment, smaller than what you had now, and that is where you lived until you turned 18; when you were able to lease an apartment on your own.  

When you went back out on stage, you made sure to pay attention to the man in front who was roaming his hands up and down your legs earlier as he was obviously the biggest spender tonight.  He was rather handsome with slicked back black hair and he was wearing a very expensive looking black suite.  

You were dancing to Fall Out Boy’s ‘Light ‘Em Up’ and when the chorus sounded, the lights on the stage turned off and on at a rapid pace as your body spun easily around the pole at such a fast pace, you were surprised you never got dizzy from it.  

By the end of the night, you were shocked to count the money you had.  All in all, you had enough to pay rent alone for the month; just from tonight alone.  Since you’ve been dancing here for the last six years, you had never gotten that much money and you believed it to be mostly from the one blonde man in the black suite.  Hell, you didn’t mind.  Now that you had a full time job, you finally could use this money as spending money on yourself; something you had never been able to do.  

That night, you went to bed with a smile on your face.  Things were finally starting to look up.  

~~~

The following morning you could barely open your eyes as your alarm began to blare.  Granted it was only the second day of your job with Pepper, it was the first time you also had to work the night before at the club with Tommy.  

“Fuck my life,” you moaned, throwing the covers over your body and stumbling into your bathroom, taking a cold shower to wake up and to wipe the remnants of the cocaine from your nose.

Looking at your clothes, you nearly forgot that Steve and Bucky wanted to take you out tonight so you made sure to pick something a little cuter.  You put on a black dress with colorful flowers on it and a black cardigan to go over it.  Putting on a pair of black boots, you headed outside and saw Daniel waiting there.  With a smile, you big him a good morning and hopped in the backseat; taking a cat nap on your way to work.  

~~~

The work day, much to your dislike, went by way too fast.  It wasn’t that you weren’t looking forward to your date with Steve and Bucky. It was that you were nervous and scared. Tommy was the only one who truly know the kind of shit you went through when you were younger.  And you definitely didn’t want to mention your night job to your soulmates; you knew for a fact they would go ballistic and wouldn’t let you back there.  

But you couldn’t just not work at the club.  You had a contract with Tommy; a ten year contract.  He kept you out of foster care, took you in when your family died, only if you were to work for him for ten years.  And you weren’t about to back out of that contract.  A promise is a promise and you saw a contract the same way. You weren’t about to back out of anything; you signed it and you were going to fulfill it, no matter what. Tommy was good to you for the most part, as long as you didn’t call in sick and you weren’t about to fuck him over. Plus, you loved the confidence you had when you were on stage.  There was a darkness inside of you from the years of neglect built up from your parents that you were able to unleash on that stage.  Never in your life had men fawned over you.  You felt wanted and desired and while you were sure Bucky and Steve were going to feel that way about you one day, you didn’t want to give that up just yet.  It’s not like you were cheating; you were just selling your body without any of the physical aspects to it.  

There was a soft knock on your office door and you looked up to see Bucky and Steve; déjà vu from yesterday hitting you.  

“Are you ready doll?” Bucky asked with a grin.  

With shaky hands, you logged out of your computer and grabbed your phone and purse.  “I’m ready,” you said with a soft smile as you got up from your chair and walked towards them.  “Lead the way.”

~~~

“You’re awfully quiet back there sweetheart,” Steve said from the driver’s seat of the car as he drove into the city.  

“I’m sorry.  I’m just…a little nervous I guess,” you replied softly; your hands fidgeting together in your lap.  

Bucky turned to face you from the passenger seat; his metal hand gently resting on your hands, making you gasp.  

“Shit, I’m sorry,” Bucky said, turning back to face the front; his head bowed down.  

“No!” you replied hastily, placing your hand on his shoulder.  “Your hand was cold that’s all Bucky.  I wasn’t-I’m not scared of your metal arm.  I promise.  I just wasn’t expecting how cold it was is all.”

You felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment, not wanting to make Bucky feel bad about himself.  He turned back around to face you and you gave him a smile.  He reached his arm back out to you and you took his hand in yours, squeezing it reassuringly.  

“We’re here,” Steve said as he parked the car.  You looked out to see a rather nice looking restaurant and a valet person opening the door for Steve.  Steve opened your door for your and you felt yourself blush.  Not only were you not used to being around such gentlemen, you weren’t used to going on dates or even being with men.  The last time you went on a date had been nearly two years ago; and it had been close to three years since you had slept with a man.  It just wasn’t something you were interested in as you didn’t find anyone compatible with you.  

“I think I’m a little underdressed,” you mumbled as you looked down at your outfit.  

Steve squeezed your hand, making you look up at him.  “You look beautiful sweetheart.”  Your heart leaped in your chest as you nodded at him.  

Walking into the restaurant, Bucky gave them the name of the reservation and you were escorted to a quiet booth in the back corner; Bucky and Steve on one side so they could face you. After order a bottle of wine, you took a hefty sip, hoping your nerves would go away.  

“So, when did you two realize you were soulmates?” you asked, placing your glass of wine down on the table; your eyes were scanning between the two men in front of you.  

Steve turned to Bucky, giving him a wink and an earth shattering smile, making you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.  “I met this jerk at the park when we were only six years old,” Steve said, leaning over to give Bucky a chaste kiss to his lips.  

It had been known ever since Steve found Bucky a few years ago, that they were soulmates.  They didn’t want to hide that from the public and they had an overwhelming response of positivity.  

“Wow.  Did you tell your parents?  I mean, I just can’t imagine how things would have been in that time finding out your soulmate was another man I mean.”

Bucky laughed, shaking his head.  “Oh you have no idea doll.  We figured out rather quickly to keep it a secret from everyone.”

You watched them in front of you, your heart longing to be looked at the way the both of them looked at each other.  Yet you never knew if you would get that.  They had history; years together.  And you had just met them.  Would they ever feel that much love for you?

“What about you Rosalie? How did your parents react when they figured you had two soulmates?”

Your heart rate picked up and you quickly took a sip of your wine.  “Umm, yeah I guess they weren’t really too happy about that.” Immediately, your walls were up, guarding yourself.  

“Tell us about your family,” Steve asked with a smile.  

This was exactly what you were hoping to avoid.  You knew without a doubt they wanted to get to know you as that would be expected, but you weren’t ready; you weren’t ready to tell them about your past and you never wanted to tell them about your night job.  

“Umm, well,” you stuttered out, not knowing how to begin.  “I…I…I don’t really know what to say.  My family-they uhh, they died in a car accident when I was 17.”

The men picked up on how uncomfortable you looked and you felt a two hands squeezing both of yours as they were placed on the table.  Slowly, you looked up and met the concerned gazes of your soulmates.  

“Hey, you don’t have to talk about it right now if you don’t want to.  We won’t push you Rosalie.  We don’t want to make you uncomfortable at all, that’s not our intention,” Steve spoke surely and you let out a deep breath, nodding your head.  

The rest of dinner went by much more comfortably with conversations around favorite movies, books and sports.  By the end of dinner, Steve paid for the bill and the three of you were heading back to your apartment so they could drop you off.  

The sleek car pulled up in front of your apartment building and you could feel the uncertainty coming from Steve and Bucky.  It didn’t take a genius to see that you lived in a pretty bad part of town, but it has been all you could afford; you were just happy to be living with a roof over your head; something you could at least afford on your own.  

They walked you to your door and you had to internally cringe at the garbage that littered the hallway of the apartment building.  

“Thank you for taking me out tonight,” you said quietly, still unsure of yourself in the presence of these two men who were utterly in love with each other.  

They both smiled at you as they bent down and placed gentle kisses to your cheeks, making you blush.

“It was our honor doll,” Bucky replied, giving you a wink.  

“We’ll see you tomorrow at the compound sweetheart,” came Steve’s remark.  

“Goodnight,” you said before unlocking your door.  

“Goodnight,” they said at the same time.  

Once inside your apartment and with the door locked, you let out a deep breath.  You were unaware of everything at the moment. While the date tonight went great with the three of you getting to know one another better, you had a feeling things could change in the blink of an eye if they found out where you spent three nights a week at.  But you weren’t giving dancing up.  You made a promise to Tommy that you wouldn’t back out of and if you were being honest, you loved the way dancing on that stage made you feel.  

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