#samstucky x reader

[late-to-the-party-81]

All for one, and one for all

AN: Day Eleven is here and it's time to visit the world of Conclave. I recommend you familiarise yourself with at least the first installment of that series before reading this one.

I’m using dialogue prompts from this post by @nightprompts and they can be found emboldened in the text.

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Beta’d by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming.

Dividers by @firefly-graphics, banners and covers by me.

Grouping: Steve x Bucky x Reader x Sam

CW: Triple Penetration, aftercare, explicit sexual content, Dub-con

Word Count: 1.6k

For all the time the men had had sex with you over the past few months, even when all three of them came to your room, at least one was a watcher at any given point. But you should have known this was coming, this ‘lulling you into a false sense of security’, especially after Sam had claimed your ass. Because that had led to Bucky doing the same a few nights later, and then Steve some nights after that. 

God, just the thought of that still made you moan. 

You had to keep reminding yourself that you weren’t here of your free will, that the three former hero’s had kidnapped you off the street to become the fourth corner of their little polycule. But with each passing day, with each mind-blowing orgasm, it was getting harder and harder to remain defiant and closed off. This was the safest and most comfortable you’d been in the past two years. Well-fed, clean, and dare you say it, cared for.

Was it really that big of a thing to trade your freedom for those things? Especially when freedom could easily lead to death?

The door to your room opened and the three of them walked in, naked and hard. Steve was in the lead as usual, followed by Sam, his signature smirk on his face, and then the normal stoic Bucky. 

You closed the book you’d been half-heartedly reading, and rose from the bed, your robe (this one a pale blue) swishing around your body. Steve reached you in a few strides, cupping your face with one large hand.

“Hey, bunny.” You found the endearment sweet, almost loving now, not cruel and condescending like you had at first. You welcomed his kiss, opening your mouth at the first touch of his tongue. You registered the fact that he had loosened the tie in your robe, but you’d been expecting it anyway. 

The silky fabric was carefully stripped from your body by other hands, hands that started to caress your body, tweaking your nipples and skimming your stomach. Steve drew back from the kiss, and your chin was gently grasped and turned, captured in another kiss. Sam.

Lips trailed down your back (Bucky) and your front (Steve), hitting every erogenous zone you had, including ones you didn’t know about, even after all this time. Your arms wound around Sam’s neck for stability as he hooked your leg up over his arm, opening you up for the other two. You almost fell when you felt the twin onslaught of one mouth on your pussy and one on your asshole.

“Oh fuck!”

Sam sniggered into your neck as he continued to pepper kisses to your throat and shoulder, his free arm encircling your back and reaching around to play with your nipple. You keened when the two super-soldiers added a finger each alongside their tongues, testing you. Stretching you. Filling you.

You came. 

Shaking between them all like a butterfly pinned to a board, your arousal strong and rolling down your thighs where it escaped Steve’s mouth. As your legs continued to tremble Sam scooped you up.

“There we go, baby. A nice little warm-up for you. You’re gonna need it.”

Steve lay down on the bed, and as Sam gently deposited you down as well, you automatically straddled the blond. With his hands on your hips, you rose up, then sank down onto his massive length. He guided your movements, slow and steady, not enough to get you there, but enough to keep you on edge and needy, especially after that first orgasm. 

He smiled at you, knowingly, and you were confused for a moment until you felt the coldness of lube against your ass.

“Люблю эту задницу, зайчик. Собираюсь наполнить тебя так полно”

Bucky mumbled gruffly in your ear as you picked out the words ‘ass’, ‘bunny’ and ‘full’.

Oh shit!

You gasped as Bucky bent you over to be almost flush against Steve, and pressed his, now lubed, finger all the way into your tight channel.

After a few deep thrusts you felt the stretch of his second finger being added, and you groaned low in your throat.

“You're making a lotta noise, bunny. I bet Sam can help you with that.” Steve chuckled as he spoke, and you opened your eyes, that you hadn’t realised you’d even shut, to find Sam’s impressive cock bobbing in front of your face. 

Instinctively you opened your mouth and let him push in. You gagged slightly as he hit the back of your throat, causing your body to tense around Steve’s cock and Bucky’s fingers. The former hissed in pleasure, as the latter let out an amused snort.

“Будет так хорошо, когда ты сожмешь наши член”

Steve was holding fairly still, but cupping your face, as Sam pushed back and forth through your lips, making you rock in time. You spluttered again as Sam thrust forwards at the same time that Bucky added a third finger to your stretched hole, and you willed your body to relax.

“Doing well, Bunny. Almost there. You’re gonna love it.” Steve’s praise always got to you, made you want to try harder to please him. 

When Bucky slowly removed his fingers, you rolled your eyes up, flitting between Steve and Sam’s faces. 

Sam added his hand to your face, fingers twining with Steve’s on your cheek. You were so taken by the tender moment that you were distracted from what was about to happen, until you felt Bucky come up close behind you and start to push in.

“Блять, вот так!”

Your eyes went wide and for a moment you panicked, but then Bucky had a hand down your front, where you and Steve were joined, and started to rub at your clit.

"Впусти меня, зайчик"

“She will Buck, give her a moment.” Steve chastised Bucky for his impatience, before turning his attention back to you. “Let her breathe, Sam.”  Sam pulled out of your mouth, a string of saliva connecting the pair of you as you gulped in air. He groped at your breasts, massaging them and tweaking at your nipples. All the extra stimulation made you gasp and roll your hips, which had the effect of letting Bucky all the way in.

The feeling was intense and you felt so incredibly full. The only noise you could let out was a whine, but that was cut short by Sam, easing back into your mouth. He and Steve still caressed your face, with Steve’s other hand on one of your hips. Bucky’s hand was on the other hip, and he still stroked over your clit. You were surrounded, covered, engulfed by the three men who were all at once your lovers and your jailors. Your salvation and your ruin.

The hands on your hips started moving you, forwards onto Steve and back onto Bucky, which also meant that your mouth moved up and down Sam’s cock as well. They touched you and caressed you, suprisingling caring and gentle.

“Я чувствую тебя, Стиви!”

“Feel you too, Buck.”

“God her mouth is heaven, as always. Come on, sweetheart, cum for us, yeah.”  Sam moaned and threw his head back. You tried to put more thought into how you were sucking him, but at this point you were just a living cocksleeve for the three of them, unable to do anything except experience what they were doing to you.

You burbled around the cock in your mouth as you came, eyes rolling back and shaking. Bucky followed you, thrusting raggedly into your ass and muttering in Russian as he filled you. Steve was next, the stimulation from Bucky so close to him pushing him over the edge. This left Sam, who was now given the opportunity to properly fuck your face.

“Fuck, baby. You look so good like this.Take it all. Take it fucking all.” 

You coughed as he came down your throat, trying to swallow rapidly, but his cum still spilled past your lips and down your chin. Steve wiped it away with his thumb, before sucking it into his mouth, eyes locked with Sam’s as he did so, before pulling him down for a rough kiss. You slumped forwards onto Steve’s chest and Bucky pressed kisses to your spine before heading to the bathroom. Steve slid you off of him and onto the mattress, his hands rubbing you, up and down your exhausted body. 

“Bunny, open your eyes, Sam’s got some food for you.”  You blinked, a bit confused, because surely Sam hadn’t had time to leave the room and come back, but he was there, nonetheless, kneeling on the floor by the side of the bed, holding a cube of cheese to your lips.

“There’s our girl. It’s perfect now. All four of us together, yeah.”

You nodded, absent-mindedly as you chewed through a few of the semi-firm, salty cubes. 

Sam then lifted you, and carried you through to the bathroom and the enormous tub. Bucky was already sitting in it, and he accepted you into his arms, the warm water lapping up over your skin. Steve and Sam joined you, and you drifted off to sleep, surrounded by the three men who had brought you into their lives, and seemed to care for you in some way. Would they ever love you as much as they seemed to love each other? 

You tried not to wonder too much about why you cared.

Люблю эту задницу, зайчик. Собираюсь наполнить тебя так полно  - Love that ass, bunny. Gonna fill you so full

Будет так хорошо, когда ты сожмешь наши член - It’s gonna feel so good when you squeeze our dicks

Блять, вот так!- Fuck, that’s it!

Впусти меня, зайчик - Let me in, bunny*

Я чувствую тебя, Стиви! - Can feel you, Stevie! 

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The sun ☀️ , the moon 🌙, and the stars✨

Chapter 2: The Moon.

Pairing: Sam x Reader, Bucky x Fem Reader, Steve x Fem Reader, Steve x Bucky, Stucky x Fem Reader, Stucky, SamBucky, SamSteve, SamBucky x Reader, SamSteve x Reader.

Warnings: Physical assault toward reader, Suggestion to sexually assault reader, sad Bucky, mentions of drinking. This is my first time writing A/B/O Please be kind. I’ve read a few different versions of A/B/O and I’m making a few changes that I think will suit this story. As those changes become relevant I’ll let you know!

Word count: 6.7K

A/N: This was supposed to be posted a few days back but I kept deleting like half of it and rewriting it so I hope you like it.

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Ch. 1

The sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the barely lit hallway as the stench of fear permeated through the air. Although the target tried to hide, the Winter Soldier can hear the erratic heartbeat and his scent is giving his location away. As he gets closer, steel blue eyes devoid of emotion scan the room he just entered. He finds the alpha he was looking for up against a corner when he hears soft whimpers from behind his target. 

An omega.

The intel he was given didn’t mention one and he couldn’t scent her in the house, the mask he’s made to wear by Hydra is lined with pheromones to counteract the scents of omegas that might pull the soldier out of his programming. It’s happened before. He closes the space between himself and his target. Using his left arm he grabs the alpha and throws him across the room toward the only door where his back up is waiting. The team grabs the alpha fighting with them to get to his mate and protect her but the soldier is standing in between them. His massive frame blocks the omega from looking at her mate. She has no choice but to look up at the man before her. She begs for their lives between whimpers and tears. The soldier’s stoic expression starts to crumble as he lifts his right hand to wipe away a tear. His eyes now reflect the ‘I’m sorry’ he can’t say.

“Soldat, you know the rules.” His handler commands.

The captive alpha doing the bidding for Hydra takes a syringe from one of his pockets and grabs the sobbing omega, as he stands behind her  and she faces her alpha. He tilts her head to have a clear view of her claim mark, hesitating for just a moment he plunges the needle into the mark and empties the liquid found within. The alpha they came for thrashes against his captors trying to release their hold on him while the omega falls to the floor holding her neck. She writhes in pain as the mark dissolves from her neck and breaks their bond. It’s like liquid fire in her veins, all of her emotions being sent through the bond to her alpha who is being held back by four men. Slowly the feeling in the bond starts fading as they both realize the bond and claim mark are gone. The omega is curled into a ball on the floor, sobbing. She has a few days for her alpha to reclaim her but that won’t happen and she’ll die without him. 

The soldier steps over her form and heads towards the door. Her screams of pain filled the air.

Bucky sits up on the floor of his bedroom gasping for air. He’s sweating as the memories of what he did as the Winter Soldier haunt his dreams. He hadn’t had nightmares with omegas for a while, but after hearing Sam and Steve talk about the possibility of bringing an omega into their pack his thoughts are plagued by them. It was the collective cries of the omegas that kept ringing in his ears. His mind was once again plagued by the tear filled eyes of his victims. All of them staring back with both fear and rage as they realized their lives would be over in that moment. An alpha was supposed to provide for an omega and make sure they had everything they needed. Bucky ripped their lives away from them. He only made them feel scared, he held them in his arms and destroyed them as their alphas watched. It didn’t matter that he was being manipulated, he still did it. He was convinced he didn’t deserve to have an omega.

The day Sam came back from the center where he met you, Bucky disappeared into his own room. He had heard enough of the dreams he buried. The dreams he and Steve shared on quiet nights in between battles. Their hopes of going home forming a pack and live the rest of their days in peace.  He was aware that Sam’s scent was stronger so he took suppressants and kept his distance as Sam began his rut, allowing Steve to help him though it. The fact that he had been affected that strongly by you let Bucky know you were Sam’s true mate. Maybe you would be his and Steve’s but he wouldn’t put you through that. So he locked himself away in his room. Although the three alphas mostly slept together they kept individual rooms in the apartment in case they needed space. That’s where Bucky has been for the last few days, not wanting to start the conversation again. His answer was final, he wouldn’t get in the way of his mates but for him he didn’t deserve happiness with an omega. He stopped hoping he would have pups to call his own, it was a punishment he inflicted upon himself for all the evil he thought he did. 

He made his way out from his room to the kitchen just in time to see Steve and Sam back from their run. He opens the fridge and grabs what he needs to make breakfast for the three of them. Ripples of concern pass through the bond from Steve and Sam to Bucky. Steve looks at Sam and wordlessly they decide Steve will handle this situation. Bucky keeps himself occupied by cutting some fruit; he feels a pair of arms wrap around him and a flurry of kisses on his neck until they reach one of the marks on his neck. 

“How are you feeling today?” Steve asks between kisses.

“I’m fine.” 

“Baby, we could feel something was wrong while we were out. Was it a nightmare?” 

“It’s always another nightmare. They’ll never stop.” Bucky mutters as he stops what he’s doing and allows himself to enjoy Steve’s comforting scent that envelops him.

“They will, you just have to give it some time, you’ve been doing so great lately. Remember that the therapist said there would be good times and some bad times. We just have to work through them together.” Steve reassures him as he drags the tip of his nose from his mark in Bucky’s neck up to his jawline to scent him. It’s a move that has always calmed Bucky down, especially after he was freed from the winter soldier brainwashing.

“I know but I can never take back what I did. Then this whole talk of having an omega it’s just- I just want you and Sam to be happy more than anything in the world. I understand wanting an omega to take care of and have pups with, I get it. I just don’t deserve that, not after all I did. I shouldn’t even be free right now. And it’s not fair to either of you for me to ask you to not bring an omega into this relationship.” He sighs as he moves away from Steve’s embrace. 

“It is fair Buck, your opinions are just as important as ours. If you’re uncomfortable with an omega being part of the pack, be it for now or forever, then we won’t have an omega. We aren’t going to allow you to sacrifice your happiness for us. Either we’re all in or we aren’t. I’m happy with us.” Sam says as he makes his way back into the kitchen. 

“Me too.” Steve adds. 

He’s in awe of his partners. Nothing but pure adoration floods the bond. There were days, like today, that he couldn’t understand how he got so lucky. He had the fortune to have not one but two friends, lovers and pack mates that want nothing but the best for him just as much as he does for them. Which only reinforces the thoughts he’s had. They deserve to find an omega that makes them happy. It’s an alpha’s instinct to want this. 

“I’m not uncomfortable with having an omega around, I just wouldn’t be involved in that part of the relationship is all.” He shrugs his shoulders as he continues to cut up fruit.

“Well it’s settled, for the time being at least, no omegas in our pack.” Steve says.

“Agreed.” Sam says. As he makes his way over to Bucky. He grabs a piece of fruit and pops it into his mouth. 

“You’re enough of a brat to keep us busy anyways.” Sam tells Bucky before placing a kiss on his cheek.

“No I’m not.” Bucky scoffs. 

You ended up missing a full day of work due to you being sick, at least you thought you were sick. To be completely honest you had spent the day in a haze. It was possible you caught a cold or something from the hospital but as soon as it came it went which only confused you more. You didn’t even want to think about the amount of times you got off on the thought of Sam and the deliciously sinful things you wanted to do with him. What kind of illness made you feverish and horny at the same time? You didn’t know and you debated on whether or not a visit to the doctor was in order. In the end you decided against it, although your body still felt achy and your throat felt slightly sore, deciding to go to work instead. 

You barely placed your things in your cubby and clocked in when a set of big arms wrapped around you and pulled you up. A laugh escaped you as you tried to squirm your way out of the bear hug.

“Sweets, we missed you so much!” A very excited Richard said as he put you back down. 

“Aaww Ricky I missed you too, you big puppy but I was only out for a day.” you beam. 

“Hey didn’t I tell you to be gentle with sweets you oaf?” Jonah playfully chides the younger alpha. 

“I’m not going to break Jonah.” you say as you hug him. 

“We can never be too careful with you. How are you feeling today?” 

“Still a bit tired and my throat is kind of soar but I brought some tea bags and honey to help.”

“What about your wrist?” Ricky asks as he leans against the counter. 

“It still hurts, I accidentally hit it with the corner of my kitchen counter. I swear I saw some cartoon birds flying over my head.” 

“You know you should try not to do that.” Ricky says. You glare at him while he laughs. 

“Anyways, how was work yesterday?”

“Same old. Burke had Mrs. Levy cover for you and you know how she gets.” Jonah rolls his eyes. 

“Oh fuck.” you quickly turn in your chair and open one of the drawers confirming your suspicions. “I hate when she’s the one to cover. She threw away all the candy again.” 

Mrs. Levy had been working at the center since before community centers were a thing. She had very specific rules that she made everyone follow and if you didn’t she would take matters into her own hands. One of them being to not give kids candy. For as long as you have worked here  two things are certain, you give kids candy and she has always made your life a living hell so you stay as far away as possible. You’ve never understood why the hostility but it’s been like that since day one. No one would be surprised if she found some happiness at your expense when you were attacked. 

“You guys she isn’t that bad, you just need a little patience with her.” 

“Says you Ricky. Everyone in this building knows If she still had her heats she would pounce on you in a second.” You and Jonah laugh at his expense. It was very obvious the much older omega only had a soft spot for Richard. 

“Do you remember that one year we did secret Santa and she had him.” you mention as you try to calm your laugh. 

“Fuck yeah I do. She got him a couples massage and said to let her know when they should go.” 

“You two are just jealous. She bought me lunch after so whatever.” he shrugs.

You’re both stunned in silence before you break out into more laughter. 

“Oh God, thanks Ricky I needed that.” you say after you’re able to calm down. 

“Ok enough of that, one of us will be by later to check up on you Sweets.” 

You knew it would be a good day. It always was when the three of you took some time to talk in the mornings. You moved to the break room close by and refilled the candy jar and grabbed some post-it notes from the supply room. Sitting at your desk you begin to create your daily to-do list which includes unpacking the boxes of recently delivered supplies sitting in the middle of the supply closet you had just left. 

You’re excited for the next couple of weeks, the school year is coming to a close and the center gets busier. A few of the people that work here always get together to plan an open house. It gives the parents the opportunity to sign the kids for summer activities even if they aren’t held at the center. Mr. Burke always allows everyone to pitch an idea for a new program idea to switch it up, and this year you’ve decided on a paint with me class for parents and pups. 

Truth be told you had taken this position as receptionist in hopes of moving into a community outreach position but unfortunately it still hadn’t happened. It didn’t deter you and you were as determined as ever to make a difference. The need to help others stemmed from your own childhood. You were cast aside and had no one to turn to, now you wanted to be that person for someone else. So if you had to be a receptionist for a short time, so be it. You were working on finding art teachers that could participate and suppliers for the things you would need for the class to put it all together in a presentation.

“You smell like a slut.” The shrill voice of Mrs. Levy put an end to your peace and quiet.

“I’m sorry what?” you were taken aback by her comment. She wasn’t a nice person but she also had never talked to you like that.

“You heard me.” she answers with the scowl she has permanently etched on her face. “I don’t know who you’re trying to impress but you stink like a slut.” 

With that you’ve had enough, she never even comes down here willingly so why is she here now. 

“What do you want, Mrs. Levy?” 

“Mr. Burke told me to cover your area while you go up and talk to him.” 

The phone rings just at that moment, Mr. Burke’s secretary asking you to come up to his office. So you stand and start to head toward the stairs. You turn quickly to look at the old woman already looking at your candy jar with distaste.

“For your information, I was trying to impress Ricky. I think it worked.” You give her a wink and head upstairs. 

You made your way up to your boss’ office quickly. Like the rest of the building this office was well taken care of but it could use a fresh coat of paint and a few other upgrades. Carmen, Mr. Burke’s secretary, motions for you to go straight in. You still knock and proceed to open the door. Your boss sat behind his desk going over some documents. Moving further into the room and taking one of the chairs opposite him you wait for him to finish. He looks up at you and offers you a warm smile which you mirror. The beta was short and stocky, and his blond hair had a few gray hairs running through it. You liked him, he was always kind and protective of his employees. 

“Hi Y/N, how are you feeling?” He asks as he places the document back on the desk. 

“I’m better now. There is still a bit of pain but I’m managing.” 

“That’s good. I called you up here because I went over Jonah’s report of the incident. I just wanted to hear your version of what happened. Standard procedure, you know?” 

You nod before you begin to explain what Luca had done. The way he made you uncomfortable and how he grabbed your wrist and twisted it with enough force to require a visit to the emergency room and the follow ups. You included how Jonah and Richard helped and what the doctor had said at the emergency room. 

“Ok, and you’re sure you want to press charges?” he looks at you, tipping his chin down so that he can look at you over his reading glasses. 

“Yes, should I not?” 

“No, dear that’s not it. We support the decision, I just wanted to make sure you wanted to move forward with it. What he did was wrong and he needs to learn that his actions have consequences.” 

He shuffles some papers around and when he has what he needs he turns back to you. 

“Since everything you just told me coincides with Jonah’s report and you do want to press charges I need you to sign the report. Here you go.” he pushes a manila folder and a pen across his desk. 

You review it quickly along with the documents the police officer had given you and Jonah and you sign. Then you hand it back to your boss.

“Thank you dear. This just has to go to your file. I’m so sorry you had to go through that, let's hope this is the last we see of him.”

“Thank you Mr. Burke.” You say quickly before taking your leave. 

You sighed as you got back to your desk, just in time to see Mrs. Levy grabbing the jar of candy.

“Why are you touching my things?” 

The sound of your voice in the rather quiet space makes her jump. 

“You shouldn’t be giving these to kids. You’re ruining their health.” 

“Thank you for your insight but their parents give me permission.” You walk past her and snatch the still filled jar from the desk and put it back into the drawer it belongs in.

“I’m all good here now, thanks.” 

The older woman starts to make her way back down the hallway when you hear her talking to someone.

“I honestly don’t know what you see in her. You could do so much better.” 

Ricky walks in a few minutes later completely confused as he notices your shit eating grin.

“Before you say anything she said I stink like a slut. Then she asked me who I was trying to impress.”

“What did you tell her?” He sighs.

“That I was trying to impress you and that it worked. So come here baby.” You make a kissy face at him.

“You’re trouble, you know that.” 

“Yes I do.” 

Bucky sat on his therapist’s couch in complete silence. Part of his conditions for his pardon was mandatory therapy sessions at least once a week. The therapist was nice but he really hadn’t seen a change. He knew he should try more but he decided a while back that he didn’t deserve peace of mind.

“James.” Dr. Fink called out.

“Hhmm?” 

“Is there anything specific you would like to talk about?”

“Nope.” Bucky shakes his head.

“I’ve noticed you’re using suppressants, are you going on a mission?” 

“No, I’m not.” 

“Ok. How are you adjusting with your pack?” 

“Which one?”

“Let’s start with work. How are you adjusting to working with a large pack?” Dr. Fink asks, with a pen and notebook ready to take notes. 

“I think it’s going well. Obviously I’m closer to Steve and Sam but I think I’m getting along with the others, especially Nat.”

“Good. What is it about Nat that you think makes it easier to get along with her?”

Bucky huffs thinking about an answer.

“I don’t know, I guess she just knows what it’s like to go through what I did. So if I’m having a bad day I can go to her and she understands. She helped Steve find me and he trusts her so I do too.” he shrugs. 

“It’s good to have a support system and I’m happy to hear you have that outside of your relationship. Tell me how are things with Sam and Steve?”  

“It’s good.”

“Did something happen?” Dr. Fink looks up from her notebook. Staring the Alpha directly in the eye.

“No… Well. Nevermind.”

“I’m here to help you James. I can’t do that if you don’t talk to me.” 

Bucky’s tongue darts over his bottom lip as he tries to get his thoughts in order. He’s talked about his mates before but somehow this is more private than those conversations. Not really sure what to say he just blurts it out.

“Sam met an omega. Not just any omega, from what he said she was beautiful and her scent was enough to send him into his rut early.”

“Ok,” Dr. Fink adds some notes to her notebook. “Does that make you uncomfortable?” 

“No, that didn’t make me uncomfortable. I think she is his true mate. Like Steve and I are, but that most likely means that she is our true mate too. We could feel the connection through our bond even though we weren’t there to meet her.”

“Does the possibility of being in a relationship with an omega scare you?” Her expression was neutral as she laced her fingers together and rested them on her lap.

“I don’t want it.” Bucky kept his eyes cast down toward the floor. 

“Why not? It's normal and biologically speaking for alphas to want to mate and bond with omegas.”

“Maybe in the 40s but not now. I just don’t want Sam and Steve to miss their chance to have pups because of me.”

“Have you told them this?”

He nods. “They said they were ok with it being just the three of us.”

“You don’t believe it. That they are ok with just the three of you? Tell me something, would that be something you would want to work towards? We can work towards you just considering the idea of courting an omega along with your mates. Later on of course we could take it slow.”

“Not after everything I’ve done and all of the omegas I hurt. I don’t deserve that type of happiness.” Bucky says as he crosses his arms over his chest. 

Dr. Fink sighs already knowing Bucky is done with this topic of conversation and looking at her watch she knows the session is over. 

“Our time is up for today but I want you to know that after everything that you had to endure you do deserve happiness James. You deserve it because you are not your past. You are more than the choices that were forced upon you by truly evil people. Although you can’t alter your past you still have endless possibilities for your future. Are you willing to give up on something amazing because you think you don’t deserve it? Think about that and we can discuss it next time.”

“Thanks Doc.” Bucky stands from the couch and heads to the door. The words the therapist said were causing conflict in his mind.

The work week ended faster than expected. The plan for the evening was to meet the omega that Richard had been courting. In the time that the three of you had become friends, it became tradition that when one of you were starting to get serious in your relationship you would bring around your partner to meet the other two. You were practically a pack, and took care of each other outside of work. The boys were the only ones to know that you had no designation and still welcomed you with open arms when others had turned their backs on you, your own family included. It made sense for the three of you to meet the possible mates, to make sure you would all get along. 

After work you rushed home to shower and get changed. You were heading to your usual restaurant so you opted for a black wrap top, jeans and some sandals. You fix your hair in your favorite style and keep your makeup simple. Grabbing your phone, purse and keys you head out of your apartment and straight to dinner. It was as busy as expected for a Friday night, with only two or three tables empty. Looking around the dimly lit restaurant until you find the table you will be at for the night. 

“Hey, Jonah.” 

“Hi Sweets.”

“Ricky should be here in a few minutes. I went ahead and ordered your drink.” he informs you as he takes a sip of his beer. 

“Thanks. So are you as surprised as I was when Ricky told you about this new girl?”

“Not really, he was on his phone all the time.” 

“Well, let's hope she’s better than the last one.” You say grabbing the cocktail that was placed in front of you. 

“No one will ever compare to Mrs. Levy, you know this.” Jonah quips. 

You joke around for a little longer before you see your friend come towards you, hand in hand with his girlfriend.

“Hey guys, this is Jules. Jules, this is Jonah and Y/N.” Ricky is quick to introduce you all as he pulls the chair out for his date. 

“Hi, it's nice to meet you. Ricky has told me so much about you.” Jules adds giving you both a warm smile. 

“It’s good to meet you too, I’m excited there’s finally another woman here. The alpha stench was suffocating.” 

Jules giggles at that and shit she’s so cute, her scent is refreshing and inviting. Ricky has had bad luck when it comes to dating and usually by the time his date sits down their scent is already repulsive. 9 out of 10 times it usually has to do with the fact that he has one friend that’s a woman and jealousy starts to take over. Not long after that Ricky finds himself single again. You and Jonah exchange a look, both already liking the new addition. Which is good because it has changed from seeing if you would like her to seeing if she can take a joke.

The night is spent joking and getting to know each other. Everyone ends up getting different things off the menu and you all share the food, except for dessert. You and Jules exchange numbers with a promise of a girls night. You’re excited about the possibility of a girls night out since the friends you used to have are now mated and busy with their new families. At the end of dinner everyone discusses going to a club but you’re tired from work and decide to call it a night. 

The night was warm and inviting and you lived only a few blocks away so you decided to walk home. For as busy as the sidewalks were you still found yourself lost in thought about Jules and Ricky and how they seemed to be a perfect fit. It brought up questions about your own future and whether you would ever find someone to look at you with big heart shaped eyes. Hope was the only thing you clung to. Not having a designation made it that much harder for you to find someone you could spend the rest of your life with. Most days it wasn’t an issue but there were times when loving someone and being loved and protected was all you could think of. You didn’t know why the universe decided to have you be an outcast, being the only one without a designation put a target on your back since you were young. No one seemed to care and you survived those years of torment all on your own. 

As if you hadn’t already been through enough already the week before you were only two blocks away from home when you realized there were alphas following you. You chastised yourself for not being more aware of your surroundings and their catcalling made the hair on the back of your neck stand up. You pick up the pace but you hear their steps match yours. You start to walk by an alley when a hand grabs your arm and you're pushed up against the brick wall. Soon enough the others are standing behind the one that grabbed you. He has you pinned to the wall with one hand wrapped around your already injured wrist and the other around your throat. 

“Well look at what we got ourselves here boys. An omega.” He says. The calm in his voice makes you panic more than if he had been yelling. He was massive in size, with short black hair that he kept slick back. He was freakishly tall and burly. You manage to look up at him and notice that he looks familiar but you can’t place him. He moves his face close to your neck and drags his nose from the crook of your neck up to your ear and inhales deeply. “I think we should have some fun. What do you say, omega want to have some fun with us?” 

“Leave me alone.” you snap, trying to fight your way out even though he’s at least twice your size.

“No, I don’t think I will.” He snarls. “This is what happens to an omega bitch when they mess with the wrong alpha.”

You continue to struggle against the grip he has on you as his body presses into yours. You manage to free one of your hands and you claw at his face, leaving scratch marks down his cheek before you feel his hand connect with your cheek.

“I think it’s time you learn what happens when you call the cops on my brother. Ungrateful omega bitch.” 

The last words Dr. Fink had said to Bucky were replaying in his mind since he left his appointment. Here he was a day later and he was still debating on whether he should consider courting an omega with Steve and Sam, in the future though. He still had a lot of shit he thought he needed to work through. He knew he should talk to them about it again, maybe set some rules. 

“What’s on your mind Bucko?” Nat asks as she throws an arm over Bucky’s shoulder.

“Don’t ever call me that again.” 

“Then get out of your head. We are supposed to be enjoying a night out and you’re sitting in a dark corner with a scowl on your pretty face. So either tell me what you’re thinking about or come join us. We are going to see how many shots Pietro can do in 10 seconds.”

“No you go ahead, I’m going to get some fresh air and I’ll be back.” 

Bucky gets up and heads out as quickly as possible. Once standing outside of the busy bar he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. His eyes shoot open as he looks around trying to pinpoint what, or specifically who, that scent is coming from. It’s comforting,inviting and sweet and he wants to breathe it in from the source.  If it weren’t for his heightened senses he wouldn’t have been able to detect it, or maybe the person passed by a short while back. But still the scent that caused a low growl to creep from his chest up to his throat was worth finding. Bucky moves from the left to the right slowly in front of the bar entrance, discreetly trying to find the hint of the scent he wants more of. After a moment he notes that if he continues going right he can pick up the notes of the scent in the air. So he starts walking, letting the intoxicating fragrance lead him. 

After a few blocks the scent is stronger and still just as sweet and it’s then that he realizes it’s the scent of an omega. He freezes in his place at the thought of what he was doing. He wants to turn around and go back to the bar or better yet home. But the alpha in him wants to push forward and find the sweet omega he knows is the owner of the scent that would bring him to his knees. He struggles to make a choice, it’s for the best he never finds the omega since he knows he could never have them so he decides to turn back towards the bar. At that moment the breeze picks up and the once sweet fragrance is sour laced with anger and fear. Before he realizes what he’s doing his feet carry him toward the scent, a whimper makes him snap out of it. 

There in an alleyway is a group of alphas and some betas, their scents are rancid. But his focus isn’t on them, it's on the alpha that seems to be their leader. The one that has his sweet omega pinned against the wall. You’re a fighter though you managed to get your hand free and scratch him. Bucky loses it when he sees the alpha hit you. 

“Let her go now.” Bucky snarls at the group. This gets the attention of all of them including you. Your eyes are wide and full of panic. You manage to make eye contact with him for a brief second and somehow you know he’s going to get you out of this. 

“Fuck off before we make you regret it.” one of the beta says.

“trust me kid I’m not the one to fuck with.” 

“Deal with him.” the alpha that has you pinned orders as he focuses his attention back to you. 

Bucky takes off his leather jacket, the light of the streetlamps reflects off of his left arm and the scent in the air shifts from anger to pure fear. “Don’t make me do this.” Bucky mutters before he starts to take them down one by one. He makes quick work of them since they’re nothing but a street gang. 

You continued to struggle against the man in front of you landing a kick on his shins. Using your non injured hand you continue to try to punch, scratch or slap him before he’s ripped away from you. You fall to the floor and pull your legs up to your chest as you survey the alley. All of the men that planned to attack you were on the floor either groaning in pain or unconscious. 

“Are you ok?” The soothing voice of your hero breaks your panicked state. He crouched down to be at your eye level, a leather jacket in his hand.

“I’m not going to hurt you darling. My name’s Bucky. I’m gonna get closer to make sure you’re not injured, is that ok?” 

You nod not trusting your voice. He inches closer and his kind blue eyes roam your face for injuries. His fingers lightly touch the bruise forming on your cheek. Being satisfied that there is no bleeding he places his hand on your chin and moves it to the side inspecting the bruises that are already appearing on your neck. His fingers lightly trace the length of your neck and you can’t help the shiver that runs down your spine. But it’s the sensation you get when his fingers skim over the area your scent gland would be on your neck that takes the air from your lungs. The panic you were feeling is fading quickly, and as you take a deep breath his scent hits you full force. Notes of blue cypress, fresh linens and mint danced around him and you’re reminded of the nights when the moon was full and you would sneak out of your house to lay in its light. The peace you felt was unmatched, until this moment that is. His eyes that studied your face held the same brilliance of the moon you loved to look at.

“Think you can stand?” 

“Yes.” 

“My name is Y/N.”  You say as you hold your injured wrist close to your body and finally stand up to your full height. “I have to go to the hospital.” 

“Can I call someone for you?” He offers  before turning toward the alley entrance almost as if he heard something before you did. Just then two cops walked into the alley with their flashlights in one hand and their other hand hovering over their guns. He approaches the cops explaining what happened. You see one of them grab the radio on their shoulder and rattle off some information. Bucky turns back to you and gives you a small smile before turning back to the cops. Deciding that you don’t like being in a dark alley with a few guys laying around you start to walk toward Bucky and a hand grabs your ankle. The scream that leaves your throat is almost inhuman but Bucky is by your side in no time. He pulls you out of the alleyway and onto the sidewalk, when he notices you shaking he pulls you into his chest. Instinctually a low purr rumbles in his chest and you find yourself relaxing at the sound. His scent also provides you comfort.

“Let's get you to the emergency room ok, then I can call someone for you.”  He moves some stray hairs from your face and tucks them behind your ear. He offers another smile. “Come on darling, let’s get you taken care of.” 

Bucky managed to get you moved to an exam room almost as soon as you both walked into the emergency room.  You had given him the number of one of your friends and he walked back outside to call. He can’t help but wonder if this Jonah person is your boyfriend and if so Bucky had already made up his mind to kick his ass too for letting you wander around alone.  After calling twice, whoever Jonah is finally answers the phone.

“Hello?”

“Hi, Is this Jonah?” Bucky asks fairly annoyed.

“Yeah, who is this and how did you get my number?” 

“Y/N gave it to me. She asked me to call you. Name’s Bucky.”

“What happened? Where is she?” 

Bucky tells him you were attacked and received another injury. He gives Jonah the name of the hospital you’re at. Bucky can hear him speak to someone in the background. Urgent murmurs and concern from whoever he’s talking to.

“We’ll be right there thank you.” Jonah informs Bucky before hanging on. Bucky sends a quick message to Same and Steve who have been trying to get a hold of him since he left the bar to let them know he was ok and that he would be home soon.

Bucky made his way back to the exam room you were at. Your scent was almost back to its regular sweet state but you looked exhausted and angry. He couldn’t help but get angry all over again for what had happened. There was no logical way for him to explain why but he felt this primal need to protect you but as long as you were sitting there looking at him with wide eyes he would do anything you asked. That scared him more than anything so once he made sure you were ok he wrote his number down and told you that if you needed anything to call him. 

He couldn’t move fast enough to get home as his heart pounded in his chest. He couldn’t think of anything else but you and he wanted to go back to that hospital and keep you safe. Instead he made it home where his mates had been pacing back and forth waiting for him. Bucky’s short of breath by the time he closes the door to their shared home. Expecting an answer as to where he’s been he can only manage to inform them of one thing.

“I met an omega.” 

Ch 3

Taglist: @learning-howto-be-myselfx3 @kunaikunari

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Loyaulte me lie

AN: Welcome all to the next installment of Conclave. @yarnforbrains had a filthy thot and it just worked so well for this series that I had to pinch it (with her permission). Extra big thanks to her for helping wrangle this, as it did not want to be written.

Okay, so this doesn’t move the story along much, other than to show how Bunny is adjusting to her new life. This is pretty much PWP - enjoy!

Dividers by @firefly-graphics and mood board by me.

Loyaulte me lie is Latin for 'Loyalty binds me'

Find my master list here

Pairings: Sam Wilson x Reader, Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader, minor Sam Wilson x Steve Rogers.

WC: 2.6k

CW: Cockwarming, Finger sucking, Gagging, Face slapping, P in V sex (reader on BC) Cum marking, Spanking, Wall sex, Cream Pie, implied oral (M receiving), dom/sub undertones, twisting of American patriotism.

You were on your knees. Steve stood in front of you, covered in dirt and dust and detritus. You were even certain that some of the marks were blood; you could smell the rusty tang of it.

He’d been out on some kind of mission - some kind of patrol. Bucky had gone with him, and the quiet brunet was standing somewhere behind him. However, Steve had returned in a mood, and you didn’t dare take your eyes off him. You were aware of Sam though, sitting on the couch, only a few feet behind you. You heard his smirks and chuckles – almost felt his stare on your naked back and ass.

While the two super soldiers had been absent, Sam had ordered you to keep him company in the main room. He’d put on a film then manhandled you across his lap, your back to his chest. Then, having slid your pink robe from your body, he’d teased your breasts and pussy with his fingers until you were hot and needy. Once satisfied, he’d lifted you and guided himself inside of your warmth.

“Just sit right there, baby. Keep me warm and hard while we watch the movie.”

The first few times he’d started to soften, he’d pinched your thigh until you clenched your pussy around him, bringing him back to full hardness again. You tried not to examine your motivation too much. Were you being compliant and an active participant because you had no choice or were you starting to like it?  They’d kept their word – you did as you were bidden, and you were feted and coddled, worshipped and praised. 

About an hour into the film, you were lying almost fully relaxed against Sam’s chest, his fingers languidly playing with your nipples when Steve and Bucky returned. The door slammed, and you heard the clang of Steve’s shield being dropped to the floor before his heavy footsteps brought him to you.

As the former Captain America took in the sight of you, Sam, having almost instantly picked up on his partner’s mood, patted your butt, encouraging you up and off of him. You took a tentative step towards Steve, looking up at him from under your lashes. His nostrils flared as his gaze roved over you.

“Kneel.” 

The command was almost a growl, and you immediately sank down. Steve wasn’t often in this type of mood, but you knew by now that when he was, it was just easier to just go with it.

Still wearing his fingerless gloves, he gripped your chin, his calloused thumb rubbing back and forth over your lips.

“Open.”

As your lips moved apart, his thumb pressed in between them, pressing down on your tongue. He continued to look down at you as you sat back on your knees and peered up at him. Saliva pooled in your mouth as his thumb moved over your tongue, and you wondered what he was going to do next. WIthout a word, he pulled his thumb away and brushed it over the ridge of your cheek bone, leaving a glistening wet trail. 

When he then pressed the first two fingers of his hand into your mouth, you weren’t expecting it, and you gagged briefly as they touched your soft palate.

“Suck.”

You sealed your lips around his fingers, sucking on them as he moved them back and forth in your mouth, spreading them and rubbing over your tongue. You could taste his sweat, the leather, the dirt, the metallic tang of vibranium from where he had been holding his shield. He pressed his fingers deeper, and you tried desperately to suppress your gag reflex as your eyes watered. Your mouth filled with drool, and it started to spill down your chin in small rivulets.

“You’re our good bunny, aren’t you?”

You blinked up at him, knowing the question was rhetorical.

“You’re loyal to me, and to Sam and to Bucky, right?

“Mmmhmmm”

“Do what you’re told – without question?”

He pressed his fingers in even more, and this time you couldn’t help the choking sound you made. Steve didn’t seem to care. In fact, you thought you saw a brief smile on his face through the blurriness of your tears. Heat started to build in your core, and your pussy pulsed, causing you to involuntarily press your thighs together.

With his free hand, Steve drew you up to standing. He didn’t remove his fingers, so you didn’t stop sucking. He walked you backwards until you hit the edge of the dining table. You could feel both Sam and Bucky watching, but you didn’t take your eyes off Steve. His gaze was magnetic, and despite the familiarity you now felt with all three of them, you still found Steve intimidating.

Finally, Steve pulled his fingers from your mouth, wiping the wetness off them across your heaving breasts. You swallowed thickly, feeling a dull ache in your throat, as he easily hoisted you up onto the table. You spread your legs automatically, allowing him to crowd up against you. Raising an eyebrow, he looked at you, then flicked his eyes down to the bulge at his crotch. Taking the hint, you deftly undid his suit zipper and pulled him out. His cock was hot and heavy in your hand, and you ran your thumb over his tip, collected his precum and smeared it around his flared head.

Steve hitched one of your thighs over his hip, and you guided him inside you. You forced your body to relax as he slowly filled you, and you were now thankful for the hour you’d spent cock-warming Sam. Once he was seated inside you, you’d expected him to take you hard and fast - that was normal for one of these moods of his, but he did something quite unexpected instead; he lifted your right hand and placed it over your heart.

“You owe your allegiance to me, to us, doncha, bunny? Recite.”

You were confused and it showed on your face. Steve stirred his hips, making you gasp in pleasure, but then he slapped you lightly across your cheek. 

“Recite the Pledge of Allegiance…”

“W-what?” You weren’t a stranger to kinky and strange sex, you’d been in the penthouse with the three of them for too long, but this…

Steve rolled his eyes and gripped your chin in his hand.

“Bunny, I know you’re not this stupid. And it isn’t a trick. Recite. The. Pledge. Of. Allegiance.”

“I p-pledge allegiance…” The air was pushed from your lungs as Steve finally moved inside you, drawing back and thrusting back in, hard. Normally, it didn’t take long for your body to start reacting, but your brain was overriding it, and you choked back a cry of discomfort.

“Keep going…”

“... allegiance to… to the Flag…”

Steve set up a punishing pace, and you took hold of his shield harness with your left hand to stop yourself being bounced around, your right hand wedged in place between your chests. His fingers gripped your hips as he drove into you, and his teeth were bared as he dipped his head to suck and worry on your neck. You hated how he knew just what to do to get you going, although you were conflicted when his actions had the desired effect.

“Of… of… theUnitedStatesofAmerica…a… a… fuck!”

Steve pulled your hips closer to the edge of the table, and you wrapped your other leg around his waist. God, it now felt so good, like it did every single time, and you could feel yourself giving over to the pleasure. You must have been distracted for too long though, forgetting your task, because Steve’s rhythm faltered momentarily so he could spank your thigh.

“And, bunny?”

“Oh! And to the Republic for w-which it stands...”

It was getting harder and harder to think, as Steve’s cock rubbed over your g-spot and his pelvis ground on your clit. You almost hated yourself for how you were enjoying it. Your head rolled back, gasps and pants leaving your body.

“One Nation under – God!”

“Hhmmm, I’m still not sure I approve of that addition, but that’s not your fault, is it? You’re being so good, bunny. You’re almost done. Almost there. You can cum when you finish.”

“I-indivisible, oh, god – Steve!”

He hummed his amusement in your ear as you trembled in his hold. The bastard knew what he did to you, how much pleasure he, and the others, could make you feel.

“With liberty and –  and – justiceforall....” 

Your entire body clenched as you finished your recitation, as you finally let the sensations wash over you. Your muscles pulsed around Steve’s cock, and as his movements stuttered, he dropped you back on the table.  He pulled out of your pussy, took himself in hand, and jerked himself until he painted your stomach and pubic mound with his cum. He muttered under his breath as he marked you.

“Mine. Ours. The four of us against the world. Don’t need anyone else.”

You collapsed back onto the hard surface, staring up at the ceiling as you gathered your breath.

Out of the corner of your eye you saw Steve tuck himself away and walk over to where Sam was still sitting on the sofa. He dipped down and gave the shorter man a deep kiss before starting up a low conversation.  You couldn’t help but be intrigued, wondering what had caused Steve’s uncharacteristic behaviour, but you only caught a few words.

“.... as you thought?”

“Unfortunately… can’t believe… Fury betrayed… done now…”

“Наша красивая девушка…”

Bucky’s raspy voice, calling you beautiful, made your cheeks heat and pulled your attention away from the other two. He strode across the carpet, his hand rubbing up and down his crotch. He didn’t look as frustrated and cross as Steve had, but he was just as filthy and streaked with dirt and blood. When he reached you, he cocked his head to the side, just observing for a few moments before he pulled you to your feet, took your hand, and unceremoniously dragged you over to the easy chair. He sat down, released his cock and gestured for you to sit. At least if you were on top, you’d have a little more control. As you guided him into you, he spoke to you again.

“Умеешь петь?”

Whilst you knew a smattering of Russian now, you weren’t sure what he was saying this time.

“Do I what?”

“Петь. La-la-la-la”

Oh. Sing. You chuckled and felt him twitch inside you.

“Yes, I can sing. Sorta.”

“Петь ‘Знамя, усыпанное звездами’”

Star?

He smiled at your confusion, somehow looking boyish and soft, and then pursed his lips and whistled a few notes.

“Петь”

Realisation dawned and while you felt a bit silly, it wasn’t really any stranger than what you’d just done with Steve. It had been a while since you’d sung it though, and you weren’t sure you’d get all the words right.

“O say can you see…” 

Bucky grinned at you.

“Прелестный”

“... by the dawn's early light

What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming?”

You rolled your hips as Bucky palmed and squeezed your ass. You were enjoying yourself fully this time; you felt sexy and desired.

“Whose broad stripes… and bright stars,… thro' the perilous fight”

Bucky took hold of your hand, swiped it through the mess on your stomach, then pulled it down to where the pair of you were joined. The filthy gesture, so very ‘Bucky’, made you clench, before your fingers started to dance over your clit.

“What so proudly we watched…”

SMACK!

��Это не слова, кролик”

Shit, you’d sung the wrong words, and it appeared that Bucky wasn’t going to let it go unpunished. You thought for a moment and restarted.

“O're the ramparts we watched, were so… gallantly streaming?”

You pulled your bottom lip between your teeth, and Bucky smirked. He squeezed you a little harder and started to take control of your movements. It still amazed you how different the three men were, how differently they fucked. Even if you were blindfolded, which had happened on occasion, you could always tell who was fucking you.

“And the rocket's bright…”

SMACK!

You quickly corrected yourself.

“... red glare, the bombs bursting in air

Gave proof thro' the night that our f-flag was still there”

You sped up the movement of your fingers and felt the tremors of another orgasm starting to build.

“O say, does that st-star spangled banner yet w-wave”

“Кум, кролик. Будьте хорошей девочкой.”

He wanted you to cum, and while the coil inside you was tightening, making it hard to think, hard to breathe, you weren’t quite there yet.

“More, please. O're the land… of the free…”

Bucky moved his left hand from your ass to cup and then pinch the nipple of your right breast. This additional sensation tipped you over the edge, the pressure inside you suddenly releasing.

“And.. and the home… of the… b-brave?”

The last words came out breathy as your body shook atop Bucky. You collapsed against him as your strength gave out. His tac suit was rough against your skin and you were once again aware of how absolutely filthy he was, and the fact that he hadn’t come yet. You needn’t have worried though. Bucky surged to his feet, still holding you flush to his body, and with a few steps, crossed over to the wall. He pressed you against it, and with his hands under your ass, and your arms around his neck, he pistoned up into you, chasing his pleasure.  All you could do was hold on as he fucked into your sensitve and dripping cunt.

“Наш кролик. Вы никогда не предаете нас, не так ли?”

Like Steve, he seemed to want to claim you, even more than he already had.

“Yes, your bunny. I’m your bunny.”

He practically growled in your ear as he came, his release seeping back out around his cock and running down your legs. Bucky dropped to his knees, bringing you with him, and you rested against the wall, legs splayed over his black pants. You closed your eyes as you gathered your breath and your thoughts.

“Now, now. No going to sleep just yet, baby.”

You opened one eye, and saw Sam stood in front of you, a grin on his face and his cock in his hand. You were feeling puckish, and snorted in mild disbelief.

“And what do you want me to do? Recite the first five Amendments to the Constitution?”

“Nah, we’ve still got a movie to finish, and it’ll be hard for you to talk with your mouth full.”

Наша красивая девушка… - Our beautiful girl…

Умеешь петь? - Can you sing?

Петь ‘Знамя, усыпанное звездами’ - Sing ‘The Star Spangled Banner’

Петь - Sing.

Прелестный - Lovely

Это не слова, кролик - Those are not the words, bunny.

Кум, кролик. Будьте хорошей девочкой. - Cum, bunny. Be a good girl

Наш кролик. Вы никогда не предаете нас, не так ли? - Our bunny. You'll never betray us, will you?

Tag list: @christywantspizza @jobean12-blog @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky @tuiccim @beelicious-barnes @sidepartskinnyjeans @maladaptivexxdaydreaming @krissy25 @bodeckersdiamonddoll @goldylions @seitmai @marvelstarker-mha98 @poppunksnowwhite

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Kinktober Master list

Day One- Good Boy Subby!Bucky x Reader (Mommy Kink and Edging)

Day Two - Wrap me up in your love Frank Castle x Reader, from It can’t rain all the time (Shibari and competence kink)

Day Three - A good ‘bad idea’ Mean Dom!Steve x Reader, from I love you then I hate you (Impact play and Bratting)

Day Four - Strangers in the night Unknown CE or SS character x Reader (Sensory Deprivation and Anonymous Sex)

Day Five - No work and all play Ransom x Reader (Dumbification and Free Use)

Day Six - Take everything you need Ari x Reader from Ari and his Angel series (Anal sex and Praise kink)

Day Seven - Run (You belong to me) Hulk x Reader from You, Me and the Other Guy (Primal play and Breeding kink)

Day Eight - Versatile Camboy! Sam x Reader from Whatta Man (Pegging and Mirror sex)

Day Nine - You and me, always Steve x Bucky (Oral sex and a Uniform fetish)

Day Ten - Can't fight the moonlight Werewolf! Ari x Reader (Cream Pie and Werewolf/Shifter)

Day Eleven - All for one, and one for all SamStucky x Reader from Conclave (Triple Penetration and Aftercare)

Day Twelve - The awfully good, terribly bad day part 1 Steve x Bucky x Thor x Agent! Reader (Orgy and Sex Pollen)

Day Thirteen - The awfully good, terribly bad day part 2 Steve x Bucky x Thor x Agent! Reader (Size Kink and Bukkake)

Day Fourteen - Things that go bump in the night Jefferson, Lee Bodecker, Charles Blackwood & Nick Fowler x Reader (Gangbang and Clothing Disparity) DARK FIC

Day Fifteen - Once more, with feeling DBF! Steve x Reader from Like fireworks on the 4th July (Overstimulation and Sex Toys)

Day Sixteen - Trust in me Virgin Pre-Serum Steve x Vampire Bucky (Lingerie and Vampire)

Day Seventeen - Give you hell Lance Tucker x Reader (Hate Sex and Cum Marking)

Day Eighteen - I own you (body and soul) Loki x Reader (CNC x Dacraphilia)

Day Nineteen - Good girls get treats Daddy!Val x Puppy!Reader x Mommy!Nat from Good Pup (Pet Play and WLW)

Day Twenty - It's all about experience Peter Parker x Reader, Stephen Strange x Reader (Cuckolding and Age Difference)

Day Twentyone - Tit for tat SamStucky x Reader from Conclave (Voyeurism and JOI)

Day Twentytwo - Whatever he wants Mafia!Tony x Reader (Exhibitionism and Objectification)

Day Twentythree - Planes and Barons and Knives, oh my! Zemo x OFC! Marcy from Bad Kids (Knifeplay and Roleplay)

Day Twentyfour - Sex outside the bedroom Sam x Bucky, part of BBB22 (Leather and Frotting)

Day Twentyfive - Control Lloyd Hansen x Reader (Degradation and Omoroshi)

Day Twentysix - I was made for loving you Sam x Bucky, fits into my SamBucky Stories (Nipple play and Intercrural Sex)

Day Twentyseven - Food for thought Thor x Reader (Oral Fixation and Food play)

Day Twentyeight - Need you now Nomad Steve x Reader (A/B/O and Biting)

Day Twentynine - Her Master's voice Loki x Reader (High Protocol D/S and Collaring)

Day Thirty - To sleep, perchance to dream Eddie Brock x Reader x Venom (Somnophilia and Tentacle Sex)

Day Thirtyone - Very, very frightening Sex Worker Thor x Reader, from Thunderbolts and Lightning (Electroplay andSafeword usage)

Tagging some beauts: @sidepartskinnyjeans @christywantspizza @yarnforbrains @maladaptivexxdaydreaming @lunarbuckv @navybrat817 @jobean12-blog @poppunksnowwhite @summerofsnowflakes @tuiccim @bucky-barnes-diaries

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Bucky Barnes Bingo 2023

Key: 🥰 Fluff 😭Angst 🍆Smut 🍑WLW smut 🌑Dark 🩸Violence 🌶 Suggestive

Main Masterlist

B1 - Finders Keepers - Ch5 🥰

Bucky x Female Reader - Futuristic AU

B2 - Finders Keepers - Ch2 🥰😭

Bucky x Female Reader - Futuristic AU

B3 - Ain't nobody's business but our own - Ch2 🩸🌑🍆

Mob SamBucky - Silver Fox Bucky Reverse Bang 2023

B4 - Finders Keepers - Ch3 😭

Bucky x Female Reader - Futuristic AU

B5 - Finders Keepers - Ch1 😭

Bucky x Female Reader - Futuristic AU

U1 - The King's Last Concubine 🥰😭🍆

King Bucky x Concubine Reader

U2 - Finders Keepers - Ch6 🥰🍆

Bucky x Female Reader - Futuristic AU

U3 - Ain't nobody's business but our own - Ch1 🥰😭🍆

Mob SamBucky - Silver Fox Bucky Reverse Bang 2023

U4 - To wait for you is all I can do 🥰😭

Steve x Bucky

U5 - Time spent with you is never wasted 🥰🍆

Steve x Bucky

C1 - Finders Keepers - Ch 4 🥰😭🩸

Bucky x Female Reader - Futuristic AU

C2 - Proportionality 🥰😭🍆

Pre-serum Steve x Recovering Winter Soldier Bucky for Shrinkyclinks Double Bang

C3 - The ties that bind us 🥰😭🍆

Pre-serum Steve x Beefy Buck for Shrinkyclinks Double Bang

C4 - Tsumthing Unexpected 🥰🍆

SamBuckQuin

C5 - The best laid plans 🥰

Winterwidow

K1 - Dark Protector 😭🩸🥰🍆

Bogeyman Bucky x Female Reader

K2 - Suddenly I see 🥰😭🍆

Bucky x Blind SHIELD analyst reader

K3 - Take a picture [it will last longer] 🍆

Dom Photographer Bucy x Subby Twunk Steve

K4 - Of Pianos and Mischief 🥰

SamStucky

K5 - Don't forget me [I already miss you] 😭🌶

WinterWidow

Y1 - Apparently words can hurt me 🥰🌶

Dr Steve Rogers x Bookstore owner Bucky

Y2 - Ain't nobody's business but our own - Ch4 😭🥰🍆

Mob SamStucky - Silver Fox Bucky Reverse Bang 2023

Y3 - Ain't nobody's business but our own - Ch 5 🍆

Mob SamStucky - Silver Fox Bucky Reverse Bang 2023

Y4 - Loyalty, honour and a willing heart 🥰

Stucky

Y5 - Ain't nobody's business but our own - Ch3 😭🩸🍆

Mob SamStucky - Silver Fox Bucky Reverse Bang 2023

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Steve Rogers Bingo Master list

Key: 🥰 Fluff 😭Angst 🍆Smut 🍑WLW smut 🌑Dark 🩸Violence 🌶 Suggestive

A1 - Her Alpha 🥰🍆 x Reader

B1 - For the very first time 1 2 3 4 5 6 🥰😭🍆Cap Quartet

B2 - Loyalty, honour and a willing heart 🥰 Stucky

B3 - He who Lovescraft, loves loudest 🥰🌶 Stucky

C1 - Take a picture [it will last longer] 🍆 Stucky

C3 - His little dolly 🥰😭🍆 x Reader

C4 - Of Pianos and Mischief 🥰 SamStucky

D2 - The best laid plans 🥰🌶 Stucky

D3 - Proportionality 🥰😭🍆 Stucky

D4 - Happy Birthday, Yasha 🍆 Cap Quartet

D5 - Sunshine and Gunsmoke Ch1 🥰😭🌶 Stucky

E2 - Time spent with you is never wasted 🥰🍆 Stucky

E3 - I've always wanted [but not like this] 🌑😭🍆 Stucky

E5 - To wait for you is all I can do 🥰😭 Stucky

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Hey folks! Any Stucky, SamBucky or SamStucky shippers that follow me, I’m looking for more folk who would be happy to beta these type of fics for me.

It’s easy to find betas for x reader fics, but I struggle for shipping fics.

DM if you can help.

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Is it a crime?

Mob boss Bucky x Mob boss reader

The Sun, the Moon & the Stars

Sam Wilson x Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers x Reader

My little love

Bucky Barnes x enhanced reader

You should see me in a crown

Prince!Bucky Barnes x Reader

The love we gave away

Dad!Ransom Drysdale x mom!Reader

Heart of glass, Mind of stone (Future series)

Ransom Drysdale x Single mom Reader

The Sun, the Moon & the Stars

Sam Wilson x Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers x Reader

Unbreakable

Steve Rogers x Reader

Heart’s Munition

Mob boss!Steve Rogers x maid!reader

A love as sweet as honey

Steve Rogers x Reader

The Earpiece

The Sun, the Moon & the Stars

Sam Wilson x Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers x Reader

'til the end of the line and back.

Bucky Barnes x Reader x Steve Rogers

Blurbs

One shot

Two shots

Requests

Future Series

Collab projects

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Here with us

AN: Hello my lovelies! I tallied the votes for my 400 follower celebration poll, and you hoes voted for a sequel to Behave, by one vote. I've decided I will also gift you with a sequel to the second place fic, but that won't be for a while due to other commitments. Thanks to all who took part.

Beta'd by @yarnforbrains, Russian translations by @offcast-plus1, dividers by @firefly-graphics and mood board and banner by me.

Find my master list here and the series master list here

Please heed the warnings - over 18's only

Groupings: Soft!Dark!Sam x Reader, Soft!Dark!Steve x Soft!Dark!Bucky, Sam x Steve, Bucky x Reader, Steve x Reader (implied), Sam x Bucky (implied)

Word count: 4k

CW: Dubcon, Coercion, Kidnap, Smut (unprotected Vaginal sex, unprotected anal sex (M and F receiving)), after care. confused feelings (Reader), Bucky speaking Russian, Soft Dom Steve, Mean Dom Sam.

You paced back and forth, worrying your thumb nail, whilst your silk robe fluttered around you. The pale pink fabric was smooth and supple against your skin, and you were glad it was full length, given it was the only piece of clothing you were allowed. You made another lap of your room, a plush and frankly opulent space compared to what you had been used to over the last couple of years. There was an en-suite, and if you had to have a favourite part of your gilded cage it was that - with the bath so wide and deep you could submerge yourself in hot water and forget everything for a while.

For the most part, you were confined to this space, although on the odd occasion you were allowed through to the main living room, generally pulled firmly into one lap or another, as if you were a well loved wife.

Initially, you’d worried about the consequences of that first interaction - of becoming pregnant - but the conclave physician had visited you and after taking some bloods and some measurements, had given you a contraceptive implant. All of this was done under the eyes of your captors; they were always present. Apparently, according to him, your low weight was the reason that you hadn’t had a period in almost a year, but with the better nutrition you would now be getting, he didn’t think it would take long for your fertility to recover. However, pregnancies in the conclave were carefully controlled. You wouldn’t be getting pregnant until it was ‘sanctioned’. You were relieved for the short term, but worried about the long term; you tried to push that to the back of your mind.

It was about three to four weeks since you were brought here, “rescued” from one of the street gangs. You weren’t sure exactly how much time had passed; your attempt to keep track of the days using sheets of toilet paper hidden under your mattress had been discovered just after a week. Sam had smiled at you, in cruel amusement, the wad of sheets in his hand before he took hold of your face with the other, your cheeks squished between his thumb and forefinger.

“Oh, babydoll… you don’t need to keep track of how long you’ve been here, you’re gonna be here for the rest of your life.”

He’d kissed you harshly, throwing the paper on the floor, before he pushed your robe off your shoulders to pool at your feet, and backed you up against the bed. His warm hands had roamed over your chilled skin as you allowed yourself to be lowered down. You didn’t fight him, but you didn’t encourage him either. Not that he minded. He knew you’d be moaning and writhing under him soon. He enjoyed breaking your facade of indifference, using his praising words laced with a tone of degradation.

“Yeah, you like this dick, baby? Like being full of me? Good girl… Fuck… taking me so good. Our good whore, aren’t you honey?”

He had both your legs resting on his left shoulder, his hands on your hips as he stood on the floor, your ass almost hanging off the bed. Your hands fisted the sheets for purchase as you felt your orgasm approaching. You hated how these three men could play you like an instrument and draw forth your pleasure, no matter how much you tried to deny it. Afterwards he’d cleaned you up and tucked you back in your bed, allowing you to rest. You hadn’t bothered to keep track after that.

What you had done though was observe and learn about the three men who held you captive.

Sam was chatty. He loved to talk. If he was feeling frivolous he’d sit and talk with you, finding out what life had been like for you in the ‘before’ times. He loved it when you couldn’t form sentences when he took you, enjoyed calling you names and watching you get desperate with need.

Bucky was the opposite. He rarely spoke and when he did it was in Russian. His eyes were expressive, always observing you with a barely restrained hunger. He often took you hard, appearing to find your cries and whines arousing. He’d lick the salty tears from your face and mutter under his breath. His favourite was when you’d pass out whilst he was fucking you.

Steve, though… he was definitely in charge. He’d always start off silent, taking your chin in his hand and studying you, as if to try and gauge your mood. He’d kiss you slow and deep, breaking through your reserve until you were trembling in his arms.

“There’s my bunny.” He’d touch you gently and brush the hair off your face. He loved it when you rode him, liking the pretence that you were an eager participant who’d chosen this life with them. That wasn’t to say he was always soft and gentle. If during his day something had annoyed or frustrated him, he’d take you as hard as the Soldier and degrade you like the Falcon. It had only taken a week of ‘training’ before he decided you could take him without one of the other’s having stretched you out for him. He always coaxed an orgasm from your first though, making sure you were slick before stuffing you full.

From then on, you never knew how they were going to visit you in your room. It could be one on their own, or in a pair, or as a trio. However, it was always a certainty that you would be crying with pleasure by the end of it, knowing that each time you were becoming more and more complicit in your own downfall.

You’d also noticed the way the three men interacted with each other. At first you’d thought that you were here to help them slake their sexual appetites, but it was clear that your captors were intimate with each other. It was obvious in the way they touched each other, the heated gazes they gave each other, especially when more than one of them was enjoying your body at the same time and the way they spoke, or rather how Steve and Sam spoke, the nicknames, more like pet names, they used with each other from time to time. It didn’t take long for your suspicions to be confirmed though...

“Hey, sweetheart.”

Sam’s syrupy voice rang through your room, and you pulled your nose out of the book you’d been reading. He smiled at you, that smile that under other circumstances you would have found charming. You popped your bookmark between the pages and placed the book on the bedside table, before sitting up fully on the bed.

He sauntered over towards you, perching on the edge of the mattress and running his finger up and down the bared flesh of your collar bone.

“We got a surprise for you, wanna come through to the other room?”

You raised an eyebrow at him.

“Like I really have a choice.”

He shifted closer and buried his head into your neck, nipping on the flesh and licking over the spot just under your ear that made you shiver.

“Don’t be like that, baby. I know you haven’t been here long, but I know that you’ll love it, love us, eventually.”

He eased away and off the bed, taking hold of your hand and tugging you forwards, leading you towards the room that you had only been in a handful of times. Opening the door, Sam shifted so you walked through first, and the sight that greeted you had you suddenly stopping.

Steve was sitting on the large sofa, looking fairly casual for him, but what had caused you to stop in surprise was Bucky. He was wearing his tactical gear, he had obviously been on some kind of errand or mission today, which wasn’t unusual, but he was sitting, straddling Steve’s thighs, kissing the blond Captain deeply, with an frantic neediness. Part of you thought you should look away from such an intimate moment, but you couldn’t. The way they fit together was so… natural.

You jumped when you felt Sam’s arms slide around your waist from behind you. One of his large warm hands made its way under your robe, to rest on your stomach, his fingers pressing slightly into the increasing softness there. He moved towards the easy chair opposite the sofa, pulling you with him and then dragging you down to sit on his lap, your back to his chest, your legs splayed over the outside of his. You could feel is cock starting to stiffen under him and resisted the urge to squirm to get comfortable.

The hand on your stomach started to trail up and down your flesh, Sam’s plump lips travelling over your neck.

“They’ve known each other since age 6 or 7, lovers since their late teens. Wherever one goes, the other goes. Fate has tried to separate them a number of times, but it just doesn’t seem to stick.”

Your eyes were still glued to the two super soldiers, who appeared oblivious, or at least unconcerned, by your and Sam’s presence. Steve was shirtless now, and was working on removing Bucky’s tactical gear, made difficult by the fact that his brunet lover didn’t want to allow any space between them.

“I’d just met Steve when he discovered Bucky was still alive. Helped him search for two years for the guy. Steve and I got closer. I knew I was in love, also knew I was setting myself up for heartbreak, cos we were literally looking for his long-lost boyfriend. But imagine my surprise, when we found the Russian-speaking bastard and I was drinking my sorrows away in some near-by dive bar, Steve and Bucky came to me, and asked me to be with them. It took us two years to find Bucky because he was watching us the whole time. He knew Steve and I were together, hell - he’d been an unknown voyeur apparently on a number of occasions, and liked what he saw. Turned the bastard on.”

Sam’s hand had moved upwards, cupping and massaging each of your breasts in turn, gently pulling and twisting your nipples. Your robe was almost fully off your body now, matching Bucky and Steve, the former fully naked, the latter only wearing his briefs. Steve was mouthing at Bucky’s chest, nipping and sucking at the firm pectorals, whilst he lightly stroked over the weeping cock that was aching for him. You could feel yourself getting more aroused, despite your best efforts.

“W… why are we here? Watching them?”

“Oh, baby. There’s no secrets between me, Steve and Buck. And now you’re here, our missing piece, we’ll have no secrets from you. It’s the four of us now. So whilst Steve fucks Bucky stupid, I’m gonna do the same to you sweetheart.”

Your mind was telling you to run, to escape, but your traitorous body wanted you to stay and soak in all the pleasure it could be given.

“Touch yourself, baby. Make yourself feel good.”

Your hand moved down on it’s own, sliding through your folds, your fingers immediately covered in your slick juices. You barely noticed when Sam finally pulled the soft fabric from your body, but you did notice Steve looking at you from the corner of his eye, his lips twitching up in amusement. You drew in a stuttered breath as arousal washed through you.

You played with yourself slowly, watching the scene in front of you unfold. From somewhere, Steve opened a bottle of lube, and after squeezing some onto his fingers, started to gently rub and massage between Bucky’s ass cheeks, the brunet throwing his head back and muttering in Russian. The click of another bottle opening caught your attention, and Sam’s hold on your waist tightened as you squirmed at the cold feeling of lube, and the press of firm fingers against your own tight hole.

“Ah-ah,” Sam chastised. “I did say I was gonna do the same to you.”

Realisation hit you, and you shivered. You tried it in the past, with previous lovers, but never really enjoyed it as much as they expected you to. However, as much as you wished you weren’t basically a sex slave for these men, you had to admit they knew how to draw every ounce of pleasure from your body. Also, you knew what happened when you didn’t behave, didn’t do as you were told. They were masters of unconventional punishments, punishments that had your writhing and squirming and crying in need.

The tip of Sam’s questing digit breached your tightest entrance and you couldn’t suppress a moan, the path of your fingers on your clit becoming smoother with the rush of your arousal. Bucky was moaning too, Steve whispering endearments and encouragement in his ear, as his own thick finger found a home inside his lover. You could hear Sam’s breath, heavy and hot, against the shell of your ear as he slowly thrust his finger back and forth, until you were taking it all, his free hand still playing with your breasts.

“Been dreamin’ ‘bout being inside this tight ass, baby. Wanna see it gobbling up this big dick I got waiting for you, hear you cry as I split you open. Fuck, sweetheart. Another day Imma just go to town on it, eat it until you’re begging me to fuck it.”

God, if Sam was running his mouth like this already, what was he gonna be like once he was actually in you?

Your attention was drawn back to the two men opposite you. Bucky had pulled Steve’s cock out from his briefs, and was holding it, along with his own, in one of his hands, slowly jacking them together, as he rolled his hips against Steve’s hand. He shuddered when Steve pushed a second finger in and you cried out too, as Sam copied him.

“Fuck!”

Sam sniggered. “That’s the idea, baby. You keep touching yourself, get yourself all relaxed and ready. You’re squeezing my fingers so fucking tight. You’re gonna strangle my cock, I swear.”

Your lust was starting to take over, your own hips mimicking Bucky’s and rolling back and forth. You had a moment’s warning when Steve pressed a third finger into Bucky, an action that made the assassin press his lips to Steve’s again, letting out the most salacious moan. Sam’s free hand left your breasts to rest on your neck, pulling you backwards and turning your head so he could kiss you as well. His tongue thrust into your mouth at the same time as his third finger thrust into your well stretched hole, and he swallowed the sound you made.

He pulled away, a small string of saliva connecting you both for a second, before pulling his fingers from your body, moaning himself as your muscles clutched at him. He stood abruptly, scooping you up in his arms and taking a couple of long strides over to the sofa. He put you down on your feet and you wobbled slightly, putting your hand out to steady yourself and realising you were resting on Bucky. He dragged his lips from Steve’s and looked at you over his shoulder, his gaze heated, making you shudder.

"Я следующий."

“But my turn now, Jamie.”

You turned back to Sam, who’d taken the opportunity to shed his own clothes. You’d have been blind not to have appreciated how handsome he was. Unlike your two other lovers captors, no version of a super soldier serum ran through his veins, but he was still extremely muscular and strong. His skin glowed under the lights in the room and under other circumstances, you would’ve easily been a fully willing participant. He sat down next to Steve, his arm around your waist pulling you down to straddle him again, but facing him this time. You squeaked and his lips crashed onto yours. Your arms wound around his neck and you tried to tell yourself it was to keep your balance, but you didn’t believe it.

You heard the click of the lube cap again, and felt Sam’s hand moving up and down his length, where it was resting against your ass. You guessed Steve was doing the same, from the small pants and moans you could hear coming from the side of you.

“Touch yourself for us, bunny. It’ll help you.”

As always, Steve’s voice was deep and commanding and you couldn’t help but comply. Sam broke the kiss, turning his head to look over his other lovers.

“God, Buck, so fucking beautiful when you’re like this.”

You turned your head as well, and watched as Bucky lifted his hips and then slowly sank back onto Steve’s cock. His eyes fluttered closed, and his head fell back, small pants escaping his lips, interspersed with quiet whines. Your fingers continued to roam through your folds as you watched. Once he was fully seated, drawing a deep groan from Steve, both of the super soldiers turned to look at you. Your cheeks heated as you realised they meant to watch you and Sam the way the pair of you had watched them. Embarrassment and desire warred within you.

You jumped as Sam smacked your ass cheek and you turned back to him, lower lip caught between your teeth

“Giddy-up, sweetheart. Time to ride.”

You took a deep, slow breath as you raised your hips, allowing Sam to position his cock under you. His other hand gripped you and pulled you slowly down. The thick tip of his glans pressed against your loosened hole and you bounced lightly until it popped through the ring of muscle. Sam hissed, you moaned and Steve let out a chuckle.

“Good bunny, taking Sam’s cock like that. You can take more though, know you can.”

Steve’s praise just did something to you. The way he spoke made you want to please him. Your fingers circled your clit as you rocked back and forth, finally letting out a deep guttural cry as Sam bottomed out.

“There you go….”

“Jesus, fuck, baby. I was right, so fucking tight.”

Sam’s hands moved back to your breasts and he leant forwards to suck on one and then the other. Heat lanced down into your empty cunt and you moved your hand to curl two of your fingers in.

Metal connected with the back of your neck, Bucky pulling you to the side towards him. Sam grumbled as your breast left his mouth and you gasped as his cock shifted in you. Bucky pressed his lips to yours, tongue searching and tasting you.

Some voiceless communication must have passed between Sam and Steve because they both jerked their hips up, making you and Bucky fall together and cry into each other's mouths at the sensation.

Bucky ripped his mouth from yours, his attention fully back on Steve, his mismatched hands gripping the blond’s large shoulders

"Возьми меня, Стив! Жестко возьми."

“Always, Buck.”

Steve took hold of Bucky’s hips and started to roughly thrust up into him. Bucky shouted in pleasure, babbling in Russian and broken English.

Sam turned your face back to his.

“As it’s our first time doing this, I’ll be nice and give you the chance to take it at your own pace. Start moving, sweetheart.”

You moved gingerly, lifting yourself up a bit and slowly moving back down. You couldn’t get over how full you felt, and you were glad Sam had spent the time prepping you. The sensations were so different from what you normally felt but not wholly unpleasant. You still had your fingers buried inside your pussy, the heel of your palm rubbing against your clit.

As you found your rhythm, your movements sped up. Filthy noises came from your mouth, and from where your thighs met and slapped against Sam’s, echoing sounds also coming from the couple next to you. You surprised yourself when you bent down to kiss Sam of your own accord. You wanted to surround yourself in sensation, you were lost to it now.

You sat up straighter, rolling your hips and driving Sam into you, deeper and harder.

“Fuck me, sweetheart. As good as I imagined.” Sam snapped his hips up to meet your down thrust. “Told you I’d fuck you stupid. You like getting your ass filled, baby? Absolutely stuffed with me? You’re our little slut, aren’t you? Just a set of holes for us to use, yeah? Just think, three of us and you got three holes. We’re all gonna stuff you, plug you up, absolutely wreck you…”

Your head was fuzzy, the image of what Sam described looping around your brain. Who’d want to be where? Oh god!

You screamed loudly as you came, shaking around like a rag doll where you were skewered.

You were still riding out your orgasm when Sam scooped you up under your thighs, stood and repositioned you both on the floor, your back to plush carpet, and he began to rail you, chasing his own end.

“Gonna fill you up, honey. You’re gonna be feelin’ me for days.”

You knew he was close when his words changed to incoherent moans. You managed to focus your eyes and saw Steve scooping Bucky up, pressing him against the nearest wall. Bucky’s thick thighs were clamped around Steve’s waist, the mouths pressed together, teeth clashing, tongues tangling.

“Я сейчас, я сейчас кончу, Стив.”

Bucky came, spurting up Steve’s abs, the lewd sounds helping to hasten Sam’s own end as he painted you tight channel white, the hot warm feeling in your bowels a strange sensation.

Steve reached his climax last, a roar ripped from his throat. He turned, Bucky still clinging onto him, to join you and Sam on the floor.

You were panting hard, the sweat of your exertions now cooling on your skin, Sam still lying half over your spent body. In an uncharacteristic move, Bucky ran the back of his knuckles over your still warm cheek.

"Красивая девочка."

“You got that right, Cyborg. She is beautiful.” Sam couldn’t help but comment.

You heard Bucky groan as Steve withdrew from him, your own sound of mild discomfort coming a few moments later. Sam lay down between the two of you, drawing you both tight to his chest and pressing kisses to each of your foreheads in turn, whilst Steve ambled to the bathroom. You zoned out a bit, vaguely aware of the sound of running water.

A pair of strong arms picked you up from the floor, carrying you across the room.

“You did so well, little bunny. I can’t wait to have you that way as well. But we have time. We’ll work you up to it.”

He gently lowered you into the warm water and you were surprised to find Bucky already there. He pulled you onto his lap, dotting kisses over your shoulder and running a warm, wet washcloth over your body. Steve stepped over to the large shower stall, where Sam was already cleansing himself. You saw Steve pull Sam to him, kissing him hungrily.

You turned away from the scene, your post-orgasmic haze dissipating and some self-loathing creeping back into you. How easily you were adapting to all this terrified you. Your mind veered back and forth from moment to moment; was it better to be here, warm, safe and fed, but a prisoner, or would you prefer to be free again, but be at risk of starvation and extreme violence. You hated yourself for the way you were leaning towards the former.

Bucky shifted you on his lap, his cock having hardened again under you. He slid himself into your pussy, gentle for him and rocked you, his hand moving to strum at your clit. You were too tired to fight it, letting yourself drift in the rising pleasure. Bucky nipped at your ear and spoke to you in his gravelly voice.

"Запомни, твоё место здесь среди нас."

You didn’t understand, but you still shivered and shook at his words, before you came with a small whine and sank down into his embrace.

They weren’t going to ruin you because you were already destroyed.

Bucky says:

My turn next.

Fuck me, Steve! Hard.

So close, so close, Stevie

Beautiful Girl

Remember, your place is here with us.

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Marvel One Shots - Canon Adjacent

Works where everyone is how they are in Canon (Powers/History etc)

Key: 🥰 Fluff 😭Angst 🍆Smut 🍑WLW smut 🌑Dark 🩸Violence 🌶 Suggestive

X Reader Stories

Bucky Barnes

Frank Castle

Loki

MCU Ladies

Misc/Multi

Moon Boys

Sam Wilson

Steve Rogers

Stucky

Thor

X OFC Stories

Bad Kid(s)😭🍆🥰

A Zemo x OFC fic

Planes and Barons and Knives, oh my! 🍆

A Zemo x OFC fic (Kinktober 2022 Day 23)

Ship Stories

Addicted 😭🥰🍆

A Lokius One Shot

Thunder struck 🥰

Thor x Darcy Lewis from an anonymous request

Time after Time 🥰

Steve x Bucky

Happy Valentines, Mom and Dad 🥰

Iron Family

Ben’s Plan 🥰

Starker family fluff

You and me, always🍆🥰😭

Steve x Bucky

You bring me closer to God (1)(2)(3)(4)🍆😭🥰

Bucky x Joaquín

Stucky Bingo G2 - You can ring my bell - Septemer Adoptable "You look so pretty like this." 🥰🌶

Steve x Bucky

The best laid plans 🥰

Winterwidow

Tsumthing Unexpected 🥰🍆

SamBuckQuin for BBB23

I've always wanted [but not like this] 🌑😭🍆

Dark Steve x Bucky for multi bingo fills

Time spent with you is never wasted 🥰🍆

Steve x Bucky for multi bingo fills

Loyalty, honour and a willing heart 🥰

Steve x Bucky for multi bingo fills

Of Pianos and Mischief 🥰

SamStucky for multi bingo fills

For the very first time 1 2 3 4 5 6 🥰😭🍆

Cap Quartet for the CA:TWS 10th Anniversary

Stories without a relationship focus

Bom Bom🩸

A Deadpool Oneshot

Aurora😭

A Natasha Romanoff character study

Because it's Eurovision! Okay..? 🥰

The Avengers watch Eurovision 2023