#stuckysheart

[leisurelypanda]

2/2 And Buck bounces just a couple of times before he’s cumming on a whine and all over his stomach completely untouched. Everyone’s just stopped talking to stare. Someone grabs their sub/bottom and runs out before anyone else can say anything.

Something along the lines of the Avengers are all kinky fucks. Sex all the time, all over the place. During a debrief, Steve’s got Bucky warming his cock… not letting him move… (½)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18888361

Pure Lust

After the Coffee Table fuck fest, as Bucky liked to think of it, everything seemed both different and the same. For one thing, Bucky and Steve started spending more time outside of Steve’s apartment and on the communal floors. They all knew who he was. Hell, all the men had fucked him. Bucky was a little nervous that they would all be leering at him or flirting with him, but that didn’t happen.

In fact, everyone was surprisingly chill with the fact that they were all in an open sexual relationship. This meant two things: first, there was lots of sex. It was almost as though Steve’s exhaustive sex drive (that Bucky loved) was common with the rest of the team as well.

The first time Bucky went down to the common room on his own, he found Pietro and Peter giving each other blowjobs… on the ceiling. He actually watched for a while, fascinated with how Peter’s webs kept them secured. He’d been caught by Sam, who slapped his butt and winked at him as he kept walking, like this was a normal thing that people did. Apparently it was par for the course at the Avengers Tower.

It ignited a kind of frenemies relationship with Sam, though. Sam would tease him mercilessly/a bit flirtatiously. Bucky would get all hot and bothered and glare at him and Sam would laugh. Steve seemed amused by it, the asshole. So did Clint and Natasha. Assholes.

The second thing that everyone being in an open sexual relationship meant was that everyone was pretty affectionate with each other. Even if most of them were platonic, they had fucked platonically and they were sort of free with their affections. The only person for whom this wasn’t the case was Nick Fury, who was the most guarded and terrifying person Bucky had ever met and also not technically a member of the team.

Peter in particular tended to like kissing people. The first time it happened was when he and Steve were joining the others for movie night and Peter had kissed them both right as they got there. Not just a light kiss, either. It was a kiss. Bucky had looked at Steve who smiled sheepishly because he forgot. At least Peter was a good kisser.

After that, though, the world started getting busy, especially for the Avengers. Bucky was neck deep in projects, too. He had gotten to stay at Stark Industries (thank fucking God), but now it seemed like all he did was work. The pay raise was nice, but still. There was an endless stream of projects and equations and designs and such that had to get done, sent for approval, adjusted, resent, readjusted, etc. At the end of the day, Bucky was glad that he’d moved in to Steve’s apartment officially, since his commute was practically nonexistent (not that he told his coworkers).

Steve would come home from missions smelling like sweat and grime and gunpowder. He would groan and sigh with exhaustion as he cleaned himself off. He never went to sleep on Bucky, though. He would stay up, no matter how tired he was and ask about Bucky’s day. Then he’d take care of him, whether that meant sex or cuddling or just spending time together.

It was nice. It wasn’t the easiest relationship in the world, but Bucky knew that going in. If Steve had to be in the field, he made sure to have a video call with Bucky, if possible. Even when it wasn’t, Steve had rules for him and he at least sent a text to make sure that Bucky was following them.

The rules were fairly simple. Bucky had to shower, brush his teeth, keep the apartment clean, and do all the other things that ensured that he was taking care of himself both physically and mentally. He had to keep a log of what he ate, how much he exercised, and what he did for fun. Steve didn’t check it, generally, not unless Bucky was in a rough patch and he was actually concerned. He had to practice kneeling on the floor for extended periods of time. He had to flog himself daily.

He also wasn’t allowed to touch himself. That was the one rule that stayed in place when Steve was around. Truth be told, Bucky had broken that one and lied about it a couple times. In his defense, Steve had been gone for almost a week and a half at that point and Bucky, who had always had a pretty active sex drive, even before he lost his virginity to Steve.

Now was one of those times. Bucky was kneeling on the floor in the bedroom, like he was supposed to. Steve had been gone for more than a week and a half, almost two weeks, now. There was some super powered guy bent on world domination or something and the Avengers were trying to track him down. Bucky had held out until now, when his near constant boner and need for release finally drove him over the edge.

He wrapped his hand around his cock and moaned as he began to jerk it. The delicious friction over the head of his cock was everything he needed, his body alighting with pleasure and relief at being touched again. He wasn’t going to last long. He didn’t want to, either. He needed to come and his entire mind was fixed on that one goal as he quickly and efficiently jerked his cock with one hand and toyed with his balls with the other.

“Oh, fuck,” he moaned. “Oh, shit.”

He twisted his hand over the head of his cock. He closed his eyes from the sheer bliss, the pleasure that he’d missed for weeks. His strokes grew faster as he chased his climax desperately, needing the release, craving it. He gasped and his grip tightened over his member as he came, his come shooting out onto the floor. It was one of the longest, most intense orgasms he could remember. He sighed as he slumped when it finished.

Then someone cleared their throat.

Bucky’s eyes flew open and shot to the door which he… had not closed. Steve stood there, his bearded face furrowed in a frown. His arms were crossed and his stance was wide.

“H-Hey, Daddy,” Bucky said. “Welcome back?”

Steve just stood there staring down at him. Bucky blushed in shame, not even the good kind. His dick was soft now and he looked down at the floor. He hadn’t even heard Steve return and now… he’d been caught.

“Aren’t you going to clean up your mess off my floor?” Steve asked. His voice was hard and dripping with disapproval. Bucky moved to get up, but before he could, Steve was there pushing him back down. “I didn’t tell you to get up.”

“Daddy?” Bucky asked.

“Clean up. Your mess.”

Bucky scooted away and bent down and began to lick his come off the floor. Steve gave no indication of his approval or disapproval. Bucky just blushed more as he licked up the last of his come off the floor and pushed himself up into a kneeling position again. Steve didn’t say anything as he took Bucky’s hair in a hand and started marching towards the bathroom. Bucky hissed in pain as he struggled to keep up.

“At least you’re naked already,” Steve muttered. He practically hauled Bucky to his feet and put him in the shower. “That’ll make this easier.”

He turned the shower on and the icy water hit Bucky’s skin. Bucky yelped as he jumped back. He looked through the glass to see Steve glaring at him.

“Clean yourself up,” he said. Bucky nodded and stepped back into the shower. He cleaned himself quickly and efficiently. It wasn’t his usual routine, especially not with his hair, but he figured it would be better to obey Steve since he was apparently in a mood. Not that finding Bucky being disobedient as soon as he got back probably helped with that.

When he was finished, Steve just left him there for a while longer. Bucky was shivering by the time Steve opened the shower and turned the water off. He tossed a towel at Bucky.

“When you’re done, go sit on the bed,” Steve said. “I’ll be getting your punishment ready.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Bucky said quietly.

He looked down at the floor in shame. He wanted to just crawl into a dark corner and hide. It would be better than Steve’s cold disappointment. He dried himself off, though, and sat on the bed.

Steve was rummaging in the closet for something. He emerged shortly after, holding a cane in one hand and… something metal connected to thin leather straps in the other. He marched over to Bucky and set the items aside before he picked Bucky up and made him stand. He took the metal item and looped the straps around Bucky’s hips before the metal part was fitted on Bucky’s cock. It fit around Bucky’s member perfectly, the cold metal caging him in.

“I had more fun plans for this,” Steve muttered. “Didn’t want to put a cage around your cock like this. I wanted to have you begging and desperate, not naughty and needing punishment.”

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” Bucky said. Steve just grunted and stood up straight. He pointed to the floor at his feet. Bucky slunk off the bed and knelt at Steve’s feet. Steve walked around him and pushed his front to the floor.

“Let’s see if you can be obedient now,” Steve said. “Don’t move from that spot while you take your punishment. If I have to get out a bench for you, it’ll make the punishment worse.”

His voice was hard and Bucky hung his head. He could’ve waited, he could’ve held out a bit longer and welcomed Steve back with fun, hot, celebratory sex. Instead… Steve was upset with him, disappointed.

It was worse than anything else he’d experienced so far.

The first strike from the cane laid into him with sharp, white hot pain. Bucky cried out, his voice high and surprised. Steve was methodical in his strikes, each one landing squarely on the meat of Bucky’s ass or his thighs. He was also merciless. Bucky had no idea just how much he was holding back before, but this, punishment, it was actual fucking hell.

The first tear fell around the third strike as Bucky released a loud whimper. By the seventh strike, tears were flowing freely down his face. By the tenth, he was sobbing brokenly. Steve didn’t let up until the 15th strike and by then, Bucky’s entire body was trembling. He jerked away from Steve as the man knelt beside him and wrapped his arms around Bucky’s body. Bucky sobbed into Steve’s chest as Steve ran his hands along Bucky’s spine.

“Shh, it’s okay, baby, you’re done,” Steve murmured. He rocked Bucky back and forth. “You took your punishment so well, baby boy. You’re done, now.”

“I-I’m sorry, D-Daddy,” Bucky cried. “I’m s-sorry f-for being b-bad.”

“I know you are, baby boy,” Steve murmured. He kissed Bucky’s temple gently. “I know you are. It’s okay now, I forgive you.”

Bucky kept sobbing as Steve murmured soft praise against his skin. Slowly, he began to calm down as Steve held him. When he was settled at last, Steve picked him up and sat him on the bed gently. Bucky hissed at the pain. The cane was a nasty piece of work that was for sure.

“We need to talk about this,” Steve said gently. Bucky groaned. “I know you don’t want to, but we need to.”

“Okay,” Bucky sighed.

“Have you ever done this before?” Steve asked. Bucky didn’t meet Steve eyes as he nodded. “When?”

Bucky took a deep breath. “When you spent those couple weeks taking out that Hydra cell in Alaska, when you went after that Sokovian agent who was trying to split the team up, when you helped the Fantastic Four with that Dr. Doom thing a couple months ago…”

Steve was quiet for a while. “So, basically any time I’ve been gone for a couple weeks,” he said. Bucky nodded.

“I can get through a week pretty fine,” he said. “Once it’s been a week and a half, though, I start to struggle. By the time it’s been two weeks, I can’t take it anymore.”

“Baby, why didn’t you say something?” Steve asked. Bucky still didn’t look at him.

“I thought you’d be upset if I admitted I was struggling,” Bucky replied softly. “I wanted you to be happy with me.”

“Did I do something to make you think that I wasn’t?” Steve asked. His voice sounded a little hurt by that.

“No!” Bucky said quickly. “I just… you were out saving the world or something and I didn’t want you to worry about me because… if something happened to you because you were distracted, I…”

Steve pulled Bucky into his lap and wrapped his arms around him. Bucky tucked himself under Steve’s chin as he curled up in his lap.

“This isn’t just about needing to get off, is it?” Steve asked.

“No,” Bucky replied.

“What’s going on, Buck?”

Bucky sighed. “My new boss is a dick,” he said. “He’s a micromanaging piece of shit. He’s been breathing down my neck about everything that has to get done and he makes every little thing that doesn’t go right the first time into this huge issue that would take maybe an hour to fix.”

“That sucks,” Steve said. “I’m sorry you gotta deal with that.”

“I thought… maybe if I just kept doing it, doing the job, doing better, he’d get off my back,” Bucky said. “But he hasn’t. I’m so stressed all the time, because he constantly reminds me that he can fire me if I don’t do the work right.”

“Jesus, what’s with this guy?” Steve asked.

“I dunno,” Bucky said. “I think he’s one of those old baby boomers who thinks my generation hasn’t had to work for anything ever in our lives. I think maybe he knows I’m gay, too, since I got a picture of you incognito in my cubicle.”

“Asshole,” Steve muttered.

“Yeah, I kinda don’t wanna talk about him, though, so can we stop?” Bucky asked.

“Sure, baby,” Steve said. “Next time you’re going through something like this and you’re stressed, please tell me. I promise I’ll want to know even if I’m dealing with something on the other end of the world.”

“Okay,” Bucky said. “I’m sorry.”

“The rules are there for your benefit, baby boy,” Steve said. “They’re not supposed to be easy, but I don’t wanna set you up for failure, either. I like seeing you succeed.”

Bucky smiled a little at that. He looked up into Steve’s face and saw such tender affection mingling with subtle sadness that it made Bucky’s heart break a bit. He pressed a gentle kiss to Steve’s lips and Steve returned it with a little moan.

“Daddy loves you, baby boy,” Steve murmured against his lips. “Daddy loves you so much.”

Bucky melted inside at the words. “I love you too, Daddy.”

A couple months later, Steve was called away on another mission. It lasted a while and while Bucky wasn’t forced to wear the cage that Steve had offered before he left, he was expected to tell Steve if he needed to come. They could talk about it before Bucky actually got to touch himself.

It was, as far as rules went, pretty good. It was way better than sneaking around breaking the rules. Steve could whisper instructions into his ear, make him feel like Steve was the one in charge when he was thousands of miles away.

It wasn’t perfect, but it was better than Steve being upset with him. It still sucked having to be away from Steve for that long, but it was less unbearable than before. Not to say that Bucky liked it when Steve left, but it wasn’t quite as difficult anymore.

Steve returned after a mission one Saturday afternoon. Bucky was in their living room watching some space documentary that he only half paid attention to. It was more to fill the silence than anything else. As soon as the elevator dinged, though, he rose from his stupor and smiled as Steve entered the room. He didn’t even look like he’d broken a sweat today as he smiled at Bucky.

Bucky got up and went over to kiss him. Steve spun him around a bit and Bucky laughed into his mouth.

“How’d it go?” he asked.

“Better than expected,” Steve replied. “Not sure that they really needed me, but better safe than sorry.”

“You should make it up to me, Daddy,” Bucky said with a cheeky grin. “Been a good boy and everything.”

Steve hummed as his hands traveled down to rest at the curve of Bucky’s ass. His eyes glinted with hunger and lust, but he didn’t move.

“Unfortunately, I have a team meeting,” Steve said. Bucky pouted at him.

“Do you have to?” he asked.

“Yes, baby, I do,” Steve replied. “But… maybe you could come with me.”

“Am I allowed to sit in on Avengers meetings?” Bucky asked.

“It’s not really anything important,” Steve said. “It’s more logistics and updates on what’s going on in the world. Besides, it’s not like we’re a government organization.”

“What am I gonna do in an Avengers meeting, though?” Bucky asked. Steve grinned.

“You’re gonna sit in Daddy’s lap,” Steve said. “Gonna stay nice and quiet and still and keep Daddy’s cock warm.”

And just like that, all logical, intelligent thought flew out the window. Bucky was practically drooling at the thought of that. Steve grinned down at him as he trailed a thumb over Bucky’s bottom lip.

“You like that, don’t you little boy?” Steve asked. Bucky nodded and took the digit into his mouth. “You like having your slutty hole filled with Daddy’s cock.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Bucky moaned. Steve reached down and grabbed Bucky’s ass roughly. Bucky gasped and arched against Steve’s body, already needy and desperate from a week of not coming. “Please let me come with you.”

“Such a good boy, asking so nicely,” Steve purred. He released Bucky and swatted him lightly on the ass. “Go on and get yourself ready. The meeting’s in 30 minutes.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Bucky replied.

Half an hour later, Steve led Bucky into the meeting room. It was easily one of the nicest professional rooms Bucky had ever seen in his life. Steve went ahead and sat at one end of the table. They weren’t the first ones there. Sam, Clint, and Natasha all sat together near them, with Sam sitting next to them. As soon as he saw Bucky, Sam winked and Bucky actually blushed.

Steve sat down in the chair and unzipped his pants. Bucky glanced between him and the other three people in the room. Sam grinned like the little shit he was, Clint wasn’t really paying attention (Bucky was still pretty sure he knew what was going on, though), and Natasha looked long enough to see what was going on before she leaned back in her chair. Steve patted his lap.

“Come here, baby boy,” Steve said. “Come sit in my lap.”

“Really, Rogers?” Sam asked.

“Shut it, Wilson. Don’t tease my boy,” Steve said sternly. Sam chuckled and turned away. Natasha looked at him and he bowed his head.

“Sorry, Mama,” he said. Natasha hummed. Bucky turned back to Steve and pulled the back of his pants down over his ass. He turned around and Steve guided him down onto his cock. Bucky moaned as he sank down on that long, thick shaft. When he finally reached the root of Steve’s cock, he sighed and leaned back against Steve’s chest.

“There you go,” Steve murmured. “Good boy. That’s Daddy’s good boy.”

Bucky hummed happily. He watched as various members slowly trickled in. Pietro and Peter sat together. Whether or not they were officially a thing, Bucky didn’t know, but they seemed to spend a lot of time together. Thor came to sit across from Sam. If he noticed what Steve and Bucky were doing, he said nothing. Tony entered in loud and grandiose fashion, as usual. Pepper was there, as well and sat between Tony and Bruce. The last people to show up were Wanda and Vision, who phased through a wall rather than walk through the door.

The meeting was mostly boring. Bucky didn’t really pay that close attention. He was too distracted by the hot, throbbing length seated inside him. Steve stayed perfectly still, aside from occasionally speaking up to add something to the conversation. Steve’s hands would occasionally pet him, but aside from that, he didn’t move.

It was simultaneously satisfying and infuriating. As much as Bucky enjoyed being with Steve, he also wanted to get fucked. He wanted to feel Steve moving inside him rather than just filling him up. He wanted to bounce on Steve’s cock or feel him fucking up into Bucky or be pinned to the table and fucked without mercy.

It felt like forever since the meeting started. It was probably only half an hour, though. The Avengers were apparently pretty thorough in their meetings. Bucky groaned softly and Steve shushed in the same manner.

“Be patient,” Steve murmured into Bucky’s ear. “Not much longer, baby.”

Bucky hummed and placed his head on Steve’s shoulder and closed his eyes. He listened to Steve’s heartbeat and the way his voice rumbled in his chest when he spoke. It was a nice feeling.

It didn’t last very long though. Bucky’s dick was hard and he was needy and having Steve’s cock in his ass only made him more desperate. He shifted a bit on Steve’s lap, clenching down on Steve’s length. Steve didn’t reply, just kept his attention focused on whoever was talking at the moment. When Bucky shifted again, Steve pinched him.

“Stop it,” Steve murmured. Bucky grunted in reply. “Don’t make me spank you in front of everyone.”

That thought was not really an effective deterrent. Bucky moaned and thrust his hips up, fucking himself lightly on Steve’s dick. Steve pinched him again, but Bucky ignored him as he bounced on Steve’s cock again. It felt like heaven. Steve’s cock brushed against his prostate like it hadn’t in far too long and Bucky moaned again as he came in his sweatpants.

He gasped as he stopped and realized that the entire room was quiet. All eyes were on him and he blushed as he curled back against Steve’s body. Steve was staring down at him, amusement and sternness fighting in his eyes. Bucky didn’t dare look at Sam or Thor, who were closest to him.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Peter said.

“Naughty boy,” Steve said, amusement winning out in the end. “Coming on Daddy’s cock like a little slut during our important meeting without permission.”

“Sorry, Daddy,” Bucky said. Then he grinned. “Gonna spank me now? Like you promised?”

Steve huffed and there was more than a couple moans in the room. Wanda and Vision made a quiet exit while the rest of the room zoomed in on what Steve and Bucky were doing. Whatever it was people were talking about was forgotten.

“Pretty sure we were done anyway,” Pepper said, leaning forward. “This is much more interesting.”

“Safe words?” Steve asked.

“Red to stop, yellow for a break,” Bucky replied.

“Color?”

“Green,” Bucky said.

“You asked for it, little boy,” Steve growled. Bucky gulped as Steve picked him up and slid his cock out before he bent him over the table. All eyes were on him, even Pepper, who Bucky hadn’t really had the chance to meet yet. Apparently it didn’t matter. They were more than willing to watch.

Steve pulled Bucky’s pants down and tossed them aside before doing the same to his shirt. Despite the fact that most of the people in this room had fucked him, Bucky still felt exposed. It was Steve’s turn, now.

The first smack landed with a loud crack on his left ass cheek and Bucky gasped in pain. Several people moaned as they watched. Steve smacked him again and Bucky cried out and rutted against the table. Steve pinched his ass hard.

“Quit squirming,” Steve growled. “Take your spanking like a good boy.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Bucky moaned. With that, Steve smacked Bucky’s ass again, this time more roughly than before and Bucky had to fight to keep from jerking against the table. He bit his lip as Steve spanked him again, switching to the other cheek.

By the tenth strike, Bucky was hard again, his cock dangling between his stretched legs and probably dripping pre-come onto the floor. Steve paid it no mind as he smacked Bucky’s ass again. By now, several people were clearly enjoying the show. Pepper leaned back against her chair and Tony had disappeared under the table. Pietro looked like he had a hand down Peter’s pants. Sam watched with lust in his eyes and Bruce was in Thor’s lap.

Bucky whimpered as Steve’s palm met his ass again. He was unrelenting. Whatever pauses existed were steady and measured and designed to deny Bucky any ability to get comfortable with the rhythm. The 20th spank was particularly hard and Bucky cried out in pain as he jerked away. Steve just reached down and grabbed a fistful of Bucky’s hair and pulled his head back.

“You learned your lesson yet, boy?” Steve said, his voice low and gravelly.

“Yes, Daddy,” Bucky said automatically.

“And what was the lesson?” Steve asked. Bucky froze. His brain was fuzzy and his mind was filled with lust and the mixture of pain and pleasure. His thoughts were sluggish, but he wracked his brain, anyway. “Well?”

“To—To…” Bucky trailed off. He didn’t know, he didn’t know. Steve tutted and his hand fell to Bucky’s balls.

“Maybe a couple slaps to these pretty little balls of yours will jog your memory,” Steve said.

“Daddy, no, don’t!” Bucky cried. Steve slapped his balls. It was far lighter than how he’d handled his ass, but Bucky still cried out loudly in pain. His legs tried to close, but Steve kept them open. Tears flowed down Bucky’s face as Steve slapped them again, and then a third time. Bucky cried out in pain as Steve’s hand returned to his hair and pulled it back.

“Remember now?” Steve asked. Bucky took a couple deep breaths before he shook his head. Steve tutted again. “I guess I can give you a hint. We talked about it the last time you were punished.”

With that, Steve let go of Bucky’s hair and returned to spanking Bucky’s ass. He gave five strikes more strikes to his ass before he pulled Bucky’s head back by the hair again. Bucky was practically floating by now, reveling in the pure power of Steve’s overwhelming strength and his helplessness to fight it.

“Last chance, little boy,” Steve warned. “You get it wrong and you’re sleepin’ on the couch.”

“I gotta… I gotta…” Bucky said.

“Yes?” Steve asked.

“I gotta ask… for what I need, Daddy,” Bucky croaked. Steve smiled and let go of his hair.

“Good boy,” Steve murmured as he leaned down to kiss Bucky’s cheek. “That’s a good boy. Daddy’s proud of you.”

“Daddy,” Bucky whined.

“Hush, now. Tell Daddy what you need,” Steve purred.

“Need you to fuck me Daddy!” Bucky cried.

“Damn, man, you got him whipped,” Sam chuckled. Bucky glared at him. Natasha reached over and grabbed Sam’s ear and pulled him back.

“What’d the captain say about teasing his boy?” she asked sharply.

“Not to, Mama!” Sam said.

“That’s right,” she said as she let him go. “So don’t you have something to say to Bucky, now?”

“I’m sorry,” Sam said. “It just slipped out.”

“It’s fine,” Bucky replied. Steve leaned over him and kissed him again.

“Don’t worry, baby boy,” he said. “You been so good, Daddy’s gonna take care of you, now.”

Bucky moaned as Steve pressed his cock back against Bucky’s ass and pushed inside in one smooth thrust. His hands fell to Bucky’s hips and gripped the still smarting cheeks. Bucky hissed and tightened around Steve’s cock as Steve began to rock slowly into him.

Pietro had Peter on his back on the table and was sucking his cock like a champ. Bucky and Peter met each other’s eyes and smiled. Further down, Tony was back in his chair, naked, with his face wet and glistening as Pepper sank down on his cock. Thor tore Bruce’s clothes off, who seemed resigned to it, if also very aroused, and ran his hands possessively over Bruce’s body.

The room quickly dissolved into a pile of crazed sex. The only thing Bucky really paid attention to was Steve. Steve thrust roughly into him, claiming him with every thrust, every drag of his cock over Bucky’s prostate. Bucky wrapped his legs around Steve’s and arched his back as Steve thrust into him. Steve bent down and began to kiss and suck a mark onto Bucky’s smooth, unmarred skin. Bucky sighed and moaned in contentment as the pain and pleasure filled every corner of his brain. He let go and surrendered to the floaty feeling that filled his mind.

“That’s it, baby boy,” Steve purred into his ear.

“Daddy,” Bucky breathed.

“I’ve got you, baby, Daddy’s here. Daddy’s got you,” Steve murmured as he pressed another kiss just beneath Bucky’s ear. His thrusts grew harder and longer and Bucky mewled at the feeling.

“Harder, Daddy, please,” Bucky breathed. Steve slammed his cock into Bucky’s ass and Bucky moaned loudly.

“Hard enough for you, little boy?” Steve asked. Bucky moaned as he nodded. “Daddy’s gonna wreck you, sweetheart. Not gonna walk for a week, at least.”

“Please,” Bucky moaned. “Want it, want you, Daddy.”

Steve groaned and assumed a brutal pace as he slammed his cock into Bucky’s ass over and over again. Bucky tightened around Steve’s cock as he did so, his eyes shut to what was going on around him. All around the room people were fucking each other, Doms using their subs, and subs obeying. Bucky didn’t pay attention to any of it. Every bit of his focus was on Steve.

“Such a good boy for Daddy,” Steve moaned. “Such a good, slutty little boy, just begging for Daddy to fill him up.”

Bucky moaned against the table. He tightened the muscles in his abdomen to keep from coming a second time without permission. He clenched around Steve’s cock like a vice and relished the feeling of being so full. Steve slammed into him and rocked his hips against Bucky’s ass.

“You gonna come again, little boy?” Steve asked. “You gonna be naughty and come on Daddy’s cock before he’s done?”

“N-No, Daddy,” Bucky moaned. “F-Feels so good, please don’t stop.”

“Good boy,” Steve said. He reached hand up to Bucky’s head and pushed him down. Bucky arched his back off the table and Steve hit his prostate with every slam of his hips. Steve leaned down and bit the shell of Bucky’s ear lightly. “Gonna make Daddy come, baby boy. Gonna fill you up.”

“Please, please, Daddy,” Bucky whispered. “Need it, need your come.”

“So sweet for me,” Steve growled. He pulled Bucky’s head up and sucked another mark onto his skin. “Gonna give it to ya, baby. Gonna fill your hungry little hole with Daddy’s come.”

Bucky whined and moaned. His mind grew more and more foggy and it became more and more difficult to concentrate. There was only Daddy, his hands on Bucky’s body, his mouth on Bucky’s neck, his cock fucking Bucky’s ass, his beard burning Bucky’s skin. Nothing else mattered. Nothing else was as good as this. Bucky moaned softly as Steve growled into his ear and warm come filled his ass. His body felt warm and fuzzy and loose and limp.

Bucky was slowly pulled up until he was sitting in Steve’s lap again. Steve’s hands wandered down his stomach fondly, petting him and touching him and keeping him safe and happy. Bucky laid his against Steve’s chest and smiled.

“You wanna come, baby boy?” Steve asked him. He sounded distant, but Bucky nodded absently. “You want someone to suck your pretty cock?”

“Sounds nice, Daddy,” Bucky murmured.

“Tasha?” Steve asked. “Can I borrow Sam?”

“Sure,” she replied. Bucky looked down and saw Sam kneel between Bucky’s legs in front of his still hard cock. He was so pretty, with his beautiful dark skin and warm brown eyes and cheeky smile.

“You apologized for teasing my boy,” Steve said. “Why don’t you make it up to him by sucking his pretty cock?”

“Aye aye, Captain,” Sam said.

He leaned forward and licked up the shaft of Bucky’s cock. Bucky moaned and sighed as his body sparked with pleasure, like fireworks going off as Sam rolled his tongue over the head of Bucky’s cock. He reached up with a hand and began to roll Bucky’s balls between his fingers. Bucky arched against Steve’s body from the pleasure, Steve’s still hard cock dragging against his prostate as he did so.

“Daddy,” Bucky moaned.

“He’s good, isn’t he?” Steve murmured. “Good with his tongue and his hands.”

“Feels good, Daddy,” Bucky said.

His mind was still fuzzy and the constant stream of pleasure from Sam’s mouth on his dick wasn’t doing anything to bring him down. Steve’s hands rose to toy with his nipples and Bucky gasped as Sam wrapped his mouth around the head of Bucky’s cock at that same moment. He sank down on Bucky’s cock and swallowed him down to the root in one go before he pulled back up to the head and swirled his tongue around it. Bucky cried out in pleasure as Sam slowly, expertly, sucked his cock.

“Good boy,” Steve murmured in his ear. “Such a good boy. Go ahead and come whenever you’re ready baby boy.”

Bucky moaned again and thrust up into Sam’s hot mouth. Sam swallowed the length easily and looked up at him through his eyelashes and winked at him. Bucky just closed his eyes and felt the pleasure. Beneath him, Steve began to rock his hips again, thrusting up slowly and gently into Bucky’s body. It was too much, the pleasure was overwhelming, but Bucky couldn’t bring himself to speak, just feel as his orgasm formed in the pit of his stomach.

“Daddy, Daddy, ‘m close,” Bucky moaned. “Gonna come, Daddy.”

“That’s it,” Steve purred into his ear. “That’s my beautiful boy. So good for Daddy.”

Bucky came with a whine and shot his load into Sam’s mouth. Sam moaned around the head of his cock as he milked every drop from Bucky’s member. Steve fucked him through his orgasm and Bucky was so overwhelmed by the pleasure of it that he completely lost himself in that blissful fog in his mind.

When he came to a moment later, his ass was empty and he was wrapped in a soft blanket. He was still in Steve’s lap and he hummed as he came back to awareness. Steve was murmuring soft praise and stroking his body lovingly. The rest of the team was still having sex, it seemed, but one corner of it was an island of softness and loving affection.

“How are you feeling?” Steve asked.

“Good,” Bucky murmured. “God, that was… I had no idea how much I needed that.”

“I’m glad,” Steve replied. Bucky could hear the smile in his voice.

“Hey,” came another voice. Bucky looked up and saw Sam still kneeling on the floor looking up at him. “Are we good now? Didn’t mean to bother you, you know.”

“Yeah, we’re good,” Bucky said. “That was amazing. You gotta teach me how to do that.”

Sam grinned. “Yeah, I’d love to,” he said. He rose up and kissed him and Bucky found himself kissing back. He could taste his come on Sam’s tongue and it was almost enough to make his cock twitch with interest. Almost. “Bye, baby.”

With that, Sam returned to Natasha and Clint and Bucky nestled back into Steve’s chest.

“I think he likes you,” Steve said. Bucky just smiled against Steve’s body. “You wanna go back up to the apartment?”

Bucky shook his head. “I wanna go to the common room and watch somethin’,” he replied. “It’s closer.”

“What do you wanna watch?” Steve asked.

“There’s this steampunk sci-fi show called Warehouse 13,” Bucky said. “I wanna watch that.”

“Okay, Buck,” Steve said with a chuckle. “You want some fresh clothes?”

Bucky just shrugged. “Maybe just your shirt. Want some pho, too,” he said.

“You got it, sweetheart,” Steve said.

He grabbed Bucky’s shirt and with that, Steve scooped him up and carried him out of the room. Bucky only half paid attention to everything until the pho arrived and he sighed contentedly as he held a big, steaming bowl of Vietnamese soup in his lap.

“So what’s this show about?” Steve asked as he brought it up.

Bucky grinned. “You’re gonna love it.”

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Can we be friends? My love for Chris “Daddy” Evans seems to be the same as yours!!!!!

sure! you guys can come talk to me anytime y’all want ♥

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Damn it! You know I’m digging my lesbian side right now! How about Nat/Female Reader smut where Nat takes on the dominant/top role. Throw in the phrase, “That’s it, ride my fingers, little one.” And I’ll be your drug dealer for free!

I'm gonna be honest, ive never written smut before! this HOT ! but im worried i might not do it justice :/ i'm gonna keep this request tho for sure and try to play around with it (NO PUN INTENDED LMAO) who knows maybe smut will be my calling

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stuckysheart replied to your post “If Catherine would please like to get back to work, that would be...”

@kateandmeg Yep, because I’m just as knowledgeable. Part of my career centers around European Royalty. I not only know what I’m talking about on Tumblr, I get paid to do it as well. So, yeah...this is a hill I want to die on. Next!

My job has nothing to do with Harry Potter but I’m pretty damn knowledgeable about that.

I’ve never said she doesn’t work behind the scenes, just that she can work more. She has before. In January last year, she did over 20 engagements. This year, she did 7. If she worked three afternoons a week in public and also did behind the scenes work on two of those mornings, she’d be working half of the week and it will still be so much more than she does at the moment.

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The boy in the glasses is James, Viscount Sevrin. Son of Prince Edward and Sophie, Countess of Wessex.

No, there is no way that’s James. James’s hair doesn’t look like that, and he’s shorter than that, and he doesn’t wear glasses. Plus the child they’re talking about has a different face shape than James.

This was James a month ago at the wedding:

There’s no way that’s the same kid.

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stuckysheart replied to your post: SUN MEETING CAPHEUS’ FAMILY. WILL MEETING RILEY’S...

3 dads…not 2.

hahaha sorry I got too excited. I meant 3.

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‘code pink’

abo au #4.2 | alpha!stucky x omega!reader

‘you need to be strong for both of them’

a part 2 to paging doctor, which you can read here!

Steve exited the delivery room as soon as he could. The Beta nurses could handle taking care of the child and returning the Omega to her room. Or, he at least hoped as much. He didn’t trust his staff much after some of the slip-ups they’ve made.

Wanda was waiting just down the hall, her hands gripped together in worry. As if that wasn’t enough, Steve could smell it on her as well.

“What’s the situation?” Steve was adjusting his coat as they walked to wherever Wanda was taking him. She glanced at her pager for a moment before looking back to the hall. Was she reading something about Y/N? Did Bucky page her? Why didn’t he page him, if it was about Y/N?

“Something was obstructing the birth canal. Bucky was going to do the surgery but he couldn’t get out of the headspace. Stark is going to take over so you two can take over as supportive Alphas,” Wanda said.

They stopped before Y/N’s room. He knew she wasn’t there, nor was Bucky. Their pulse, their connection, was fainter. He wasn’t sure why they had stopped there. 

“How is she?”

Wanda opened the door to the room and went to retrieve a ponytail and bobby-pins. Ah, Y/N’s hair was in the way. Steve should have expected as much.

“Panicked. Her pups are in danger, and Bucky being worried only worries her more.” Wanda turned to him and pointed a finger to his chest.

“Which is why you need to be ready to walk in that room and be ready to be head Alpha today. You need to be calm enough for the both of them.”

Wanda removed her hand and watched Steve put his hands on his hips. He looked down to the floor briefly.

“Okay,” he took in a deep breath, “I can do this.”

If he could calm Bucky down, then they could calm Y/N down. Though Bucky could get angry that he didn’t take care of their Omega first....

He could comfort Y/N first and that would help Bucky calm down as well. Either way, he was in charge of keeping everyone calm. That was his job right now.

The pair headed to the operating room and made it through all the clearances. Steve could feel the pulse grow stronger, as well as the worry settling under his skin. They must be getting close.

One turn of the hall and Steve was right. Bucky was sitting outside the room, staring at the door. That chair surely didn’t belong there, which meant he dragged it from the waiting room. His worry would almost be cute if his Omega wasn’t on the line.

“They kicked you out?” Steve’s voice was strong, but it wasn’t  harsh. Bucky was more comforted by being honest than fluff and sweetness. At least from Steve anyway. Y/N was better at a softer touch and kinder words.

“I kicked myself out. Crazy what she can do to me.” He sounded defeated. There was nothing he wanted more than to be with Y/N, but the sight of her worry and the pain he could feel radiating from her....

“I’m gonna go take a look. She was put under, right?”

Bucky nodded, but his eyes didn’t meet Steve’s. Part of him felt as if he had let his pack down. Maybe he should have noticed the obstruction when she was at her last appointment, or through the hormone shifts. Something should have clued him in but he was too clouded to notice.

“We’ll talk in a minute. I’ll be right back,” Steve whispered. He held both sides of Bucky’s head and kissed his forehead. It was longer than usual, but he could feel Bucky relax some under his touch.

It took some time and effort but Steve was able to look through the window of the OR door and see some of what was happening. Stark was working hard to help their Omega. Though he couldn’t go in. They had to play a waiting game.

Steve returned to Bucky after he retrieved a chair from the waiting room. They could sit together and wait for the news. Their hands were intertwined as they sat in silence.

“She’s gonna be okay. Stark’s the best we know,” Bucky mumbled. He mostly wanted to reassure himself. Steve appreciated it though.

“You’re right. Y/N is our strong Omega. This is nothing for her.” Steve knew this and believed it in his heart of hearts.

It was a while before Stark finally came out. He looked exhausted but had a smile on his face. His presence sent the two Alphas standing full attention on him.

“She’s fine, and so are the pups. Small obstruction was removed and shouldn’t cause any problems in the future. Y/N will be back to her room and the pups are on their way to the nursery. Once she’s up, let Nat know.”

The three Alphas walked in the direction of the nursery. Stark wanted to see the pups all clean and ready to greet the world. He helped deliver them after all.

Bucky was the first to notice two pink bundles being carted in. They were so small, so pudgy. He wanted to hold them and never let them go.

“What beauties. You two should be proud,” Stark commented. He patted both their backs, then left to return to his job.

“I can’t believe....” Bucky’s sentence trailed off. He couldn’t believe so many things. He wasn’t sure what he did in a past life to feel such joy as this.

“I can. Our family is growing, and for the better.” Steve pulled Bucky in and kissed his cheek. They stayed in a comfortable hold for a few moments, watching their pups adjust to the new world.

“Let’s head back to Y/N. She’s gotta be back by now.”

Bucky held Steve’s hand on their walk. His head had leveled out some hearing the news from Stark and seeing his pups. Of course, Steve was a big help too. Sometimes when the static in his mind grew too loud, Steve knew the right words to silence it all.

Steve slowly opened the door in case Y/N was still sleeping. He and Bucky shuffled in together. She was barely awake, pinning her hair back correctly. There was something somber in her smell. 

It wasn’t a secret that Y/N wanted to birth her pups naturally. She wanted a no hitch, all happy birth that made her Alphas proud of her. Knowing their Omega, she wasn’t happy with how this went down.

“There’s our wonderful Omega,” Steve said. He walked to the right side of her bed, sitting on the edge and holding her free hand. He didn’t want to agitate the IV in her other hand.

“Are they okay? Did I, Did I-” Y/N cut herself off by sobbing. The emotions were too much for her. She hoped it was just from the haze of surgery and all.

Both the Alphas were by her side in a minute, trying to comfort her. Steve rubbed her arm while Bucky rubbed her back. 

“They’re both in the nursery, bundled and sleeping,” Bucky said. Steve nodded in confirmation.

“Stark said they were the picture of perfect pups. Healthy as can be.” That helped Y/N calm down significantly. Bucky wiped away her tears and kissed her cheek. She smiled at him, then Steve after. They were the best Alphas. 

“Can I see them? Please?” Y/N wanted nothing more than to hold her pups and have her Alphas with her. She didn’t get to hold them during the birth, so she’d have to hold them for twice as long. If Bucky and Steve wouldn’t get so snarly, she’d keep them all to herself for the first hour at least. Though her Alphas deserved to see them and hold them and every other thing she could think of. 

“I’m on it.” Steve pulled out his phone and started texting quickly. Y/N was very thankful her husbands had such big roles here. It made this whole situation easier to swallow.

It wasn’t long before two pups were delivered to the room. Any scent of worry had left Y/N and she was tickled to see her pups. The pack was full of excitement to see them. 

“Pup A.” Wanda handed the first one to Y/N, carefully lowering the pup into her arms. Oh, she was perfect. Though she was spitting image of Bucky Barnes if she had ever seen one.  She was gonna have all the boys and girls chasing after her.

“And Pup B.” The other pup was cradled in Y/N’s other arm. She was a little smaller, a little lighter than her sister. She took after Steve, but had Y/N’s nose. Still cute as a button to her. 

Bucky and Steve were immediately enamored by their pups. They were pudgy and a little scary looking, but the two Alphas were too clouded by love to care. Their pack was complete. 

Pup A was named Charlotte Rebekah. Bucky wanted to honor both his sister as well as Y/N’s. Plus, he wouldn’t admit it but he had always wanted a little girl named Charlie. They were gonna be a tag team, he could already tell.

Pup B was named Amelia May. There wasn’t much of a reason for the name. Steve had approached his Alpha and Omega with it and they both loved it. When she was finally here and tucked into Steve’s arms, he knew that it was perfect for this little pup. 

Everything was finally perfect. 

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author’s note: This took forever and ever but it is FINALLY here and done and everything. I had to scrap it all and restart. I also want to give a big, huge thank you to @ilostmylovetopoetry​ for beta-ing this and helping me fix it up. It means so much!

requests: Open! Feel free to send any requests here, and if you already have, I am working on them now!

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Boys in Blue || Side Chapter 1

Pairings: cop!Stucky x F!Reader

Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, that’s it

Word Count: 1900+

Summary: (Cop AU) There was just one crappy thing after enough that happened to her. It possibly couldn’t get any worse, or so she thought until she saw the dreaded flashes of red and blue behind her. Could things get any worse? (*Side Chapter*)

A/N: I wrote this a while back and didn’t think it fit in the storyline at the time, but didn’t wanna scrap it cause it was a cute little moment. So this takes place somewhere between part 7 and part 8 of the story. It’s just a short sweet little snippet of their lives. I have no idea how many little side chapters I’m gonna write either. I hope you all enjoy!! 

The gifs are not mine, credit to the owner.

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Steve dug into his pockets for his keys, letting out a heavy sigh as he unlocked his apartment. He had just gotten off a night shift, his bones were weary and eyelids heavy. It was a struggle jamming the key in the lock, his brows pulling into a frown as he battled to get the door open. Grunting when it finally swung open, Steve gave a heavy groan before kicking off his shoes. He ignored the thump as they landed next to Bucky’s identical pairs and hooked his keys on the place by the door.

He could hear the soft lull of the television down the hall, some midmorning news show Bucky most likely put on to fill the silence. Walking to the living room, he stopped short at the sight on his couch. Laid out on his back was a peacefully slumbering Bucky, an arm thrown over his head dangling off the arm of the chair. The other was wrapped tightly around Y/N, who was laid out on top of his chest with her arms tucked up underneath her and her cheek squished against Bucky’s shirtless peck. She too was fast asleep, soft snores coming from her slightly open mouth.

Warmth bubbled in Steve’s chest at the absolutely adorable sight of his two lovers wrapped up in each other arms. While others might think it would be odd, their arrangement, for them this was almost second nature. It took some time to get used to their dynamics in the beginning.

For Y/N, it was her getting used to the fact that not only was she dating them both, but that he and Bucky were in a relationship. She struggled moving beyond their past, admitting she felt like she would or might drive a wedge in their several year-long relationship. It took them time, but Steve knew Y/N no longer doubted what she meant to the two of them. She was their third part, the one they both realized completed them.

Steve didn’t feel jealous when Bucky would get time to spend with just Y/N and vice versa. However, right now he was envious that Bucky got to spend his evening and morning cuddling with Y/N while he was up all night dreaming about just this. The punk knew it and sent a few pictures last night of him and Y/N snuggled up in their bed against him, a wide smirk on his face. If it wasn’t for sweet innocent Y/N on top of Bucky, he’d have hit him across the face with the throw pillow on the floor. Instead, he left the two be and went to his room to shower and change.

Twenty minutes later, now feeling lighter after washing off the dirt from his shift, Steve wandered back into the living room. He paused when he caught Bucky’s now alert gaze, a soft smile curling the corner of his lips.

Bucky woke sometime after Steve started the shower, a slow grin spreading on his face when he heard Steve humming from the open doorway. Jut because he worked in the same line of work, it didn’t mean he didn’t worry about Steve when he worked a shift alone. It wasn’t often, but there were times Bucky would stay awake until he heard Steve come in the front door, the fear and anxiety gnawing at his insides. A sense of relief would wash over him knowing Steve was back, safe in one peace.

Today was exactly the same, only now he had Y/N to hold and care for. She probably didn’t realize how important she had become in their triad. She was the breath of fresh air, the anchor they desperately needed to keep their wits about them. Being a police officer was hard and incredibly dangerous. There was no doubt about it and with Y/N they could forget about their job and just be themselves.

“Hey,” Steve whispered, making sure to keep his voice down for Y/N. Bucky hummed and reached a free hand out. Steve chuckled low and crossed the room to take Bucky’s hand in his. He leaned down pressed a gentle kiss on Bucky’s mouth.

“Hey, handsome.” Bucky murmured against Steve's lips. “How was work?”

“Pretty slow really. We didn’t have to deal with any drunk drivers like last weekend. Thought Clint was going to lose it with how slow it was though.” Steve sighed and slowly stood with a wince as his bones creaked and protested. Bucky snorted and let Steve hand fall.

“Well, it could have been worse.”

“Yeah, you could have spent seven hours listening to Clint bitch about circling the same spot for the hundredth time,” Steve grunted. Bucky stifled a laugh and turned back to the TV while absently rubbing Y/N’s back.

“Did you two have fun last night?” Steve raised a brow, his tone light as he settled in the recliner. Bucky hummed quietly and nodded.

“Yeah, we went to that bar on Third. It was karaoke night. That and happy hour. The appetizers were pretty good.”

“That’s good.” Steve murmured, settling back in the seat. The exhaustion was seeping into his bones and was struggling to keep his eyes open. The coziness of the cushions, the lull of the low television and the comfort from hearing both Bucky and Y/N’s quiet breathing beside him was slowly dragging him into a well-deserved nap. Bucky watched him from the corner of his eye, grinning at the sight of Steve physically fighting to stay awake.

“Steve.” He called. Steve blinked slowly, tilting his head to gaze at Bucky. “Kick the footrest up and go to sleep. We aren’t goin’ anywhere.”

Steve grumbled and tugged at the blanket under him. Blindly reaching down, he pulled the lever that kicked the leg rest up and settled in. Bucky had just enough time to roll his head in Steve’s direction against the armrest before he heard the deep snores coming from Steve that never failed to make Bucky’s heart flip. Yeah, the sound sometimes kept him up at night and occasionally grated on his last nerves, but it was a sign that Steve was safe and alive. 

Y/N stirred in his arms, her face pinched in a pout. Bucky smoothed a hand down her back, shifting to watch as she started to wake from the sound of Steve’s snore similar to a chainsaw right in their ears. He smiled and cupped her cheek, gently rubbing his thumb along her cheek.

“Steve back?” She mumbled with an adorably raspy voice, still laced with sleep.

“Yeah, baby he’s back,” Bucky replied with an amused snort. “As you can hear, he’s out like a light. Will be for a while. Why don’t you go back to sleep and well see where we’re at for lunch later.”

Y/N nodded slowly, letting out a heavy sigh of relief before she settled back against his chest. Bucky softly laughed at her adorable bleary-eyed squint in Steve’s direction before she let her eyes fall shut and tightened his arm around her waist. She slipped back asleep and soon Bucky felt quickly lulled to sleep as well, cozy and relaxed next to his two favorite people.

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A/N: Commission I did for @stuckysheart ! thanks so much, love, hope you enjoy!

Pairing: Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes/OC

Tags: established relationship, polyamory, kissing, cuddling, shower sex, power play, praise kink, anal sex, vaginal fingering, oral sex, begging, light daddy kink??, sub!Bucky, Switch!Steve, Switch!OC, multiple orgasms, hand jobs, teasing. I think that’s it lmao??

Katie managed to drag herself into her apartment, even with aching feet and sore shoulders from being hunched over her desk all day. She loved her job and she loved her students, but sometimes after a particularly long day of lessons and students never showing up or turning things in, she just needed a break. It hadn’t even just been a long day, it had been a long week, and the idea of having a quiet weekend with her boys was just what she needed.

She pushed open the door to their apartment, surprisingly large considering how high the prices are in Brooklyn these days. Between the three of them though, they managed payments just fine. That and with Steve and Bucky both being some kind of modern-day superhero and war heroes. She was getting used to the special luxuries that dating them sometimes came with.

She could hear the TV playing some nature documentary from the other room, just loud enough she could make out the narrators voice. She hung up her keys and bag by the door, running her hands through her hair to try and destress a little. She’d had too many meetings today and too many students hanging around after classes to try and do last minute catch-ups. Now, she just wanted to unwind and probably order take out. Or have Bucky cook, since he was apparently quite the chef, to Katie’s and Steve’s surprise. It was just something he’d started doing after he moved in with them both, messing around in the kitchen, he liked to make her and Steve breakfast on Sundays, sometimes. It was good for him, she was glad he had found something he enjoyed that he could do when she was at work and Steve was busy.

Even though Steve had broken off from the Avengers for the most part after getting Bucky back, he was still often busy with conferences, guest speaking and other things that Bucky wanted nothing to do with.

Katie toed off her shoes and stretched, joints cracking and popping in a way that was a cross between painful and relaxing. “I’m home,” she called out, heading through the entryway towards the living space where the TV and couch was. As soon as she rounded the corner she could see Steve and Bucky curled up in a mess of limbs on the couch, Bucky’s head resting against Steve’s chest, their legs and arms mashed together. They looked peaceful like that, drowsily watching the screen. Steve perked up when he realized she was standing there watching them and he smiled.

“Hey there, sorry I didn’t hear you,” he smiled softly, scooching over a bit to give her some room to perch beside them.

“Hey, doll,” Bucky hummed drowsily, petting the side of her leg gently when she scooted in next to them, the show forgotten. “How was work?”

“It was fine,” she shrugged, reclining back against Steve’s broad shoulders. “I’m just tired. It’s been a long week.”

“Mm, I’m sorry,” Steve hummed, a little pout visible before he kissed her sweet.

“It’s alright, I’m glad I get to be home with you two this weekend, just tell me you don’t have to be anywhere?” she asked hopefully, relaxing back more as Steve played with a piece of her blond hair, twirling it around his finger.

“Nope, not a thing I’ve gotta do but be here,” he assured and Katie smiled.

“I missed you two today,” she admitted, closing her eyes as she let them dote on her a little. The physical contact felt like heaven on her overworked body and brain.

“We missed ya too,” Bucky hummed in response, wiggling his way out of Steve’s hold so he could kiss her quickly. “It get’s quiet around here without you.”

“With your big mouth?” she teased, poking him in his ribs gently.

“Excuse you? I’m not the loudmouth here, that trophy is tied between you and Stevie,” he huffed, though he wasn’t at all upset.

“Me?” Steve asked, looking down at them both. “When have I ever been loud?”

“All the time,” Bucky answered.

“Constantly?” she offered and Steve responded by covering their mouths easily from where he sat, mostly under their bodies.

“Right.”

Katie grinned and eventually Steve moved his hands away from her and Bucky’s mouths. They lay like that for a while longer in the enjoyed silence, comfortable in the closeness, until the show ended and some obnoxious show about sport fishing came on and Bucky moved to turn it off. “So, what can we do for ya?” he asked, tossing the remote aside after the TV was off.

“What do you mean?” she asked, raising an eyebrow at Bucky. “Just don’t make me cook tonight and I’m fine.”

Steve chuckled under her weight and Bucky grinned before shaking his head. “You had a bad week.”

“Long week,” she corrected.

“Long week,” Bucky amended with a roll of his eyes. “So what can we do to help? Besides order pizza?”

“Chinese?” she asked, batting her eyes and Bucky snorted, glancing at Steve before nodding. “Then I dunno, this already sounds pretty perfect.”

“How about a good relaxed evening of cuddling, movies and take out?” Steve suggested, rubbing her shoulders gently.

“Perfect,” she agreed. “I feel gross though, I’m all grimy from work. The AC hardly works there, I swear.”

“Shower first?” Bucky suggested, looking a little hopeful with that glint in his eyes. If there was one thing Bucky enjoyed it was the time they spent together in their bathroom and bedroom. The bathroom was one of the nicest rooms in the apartment, honestly. It was big, nicely finished with matching towels and bathmats. The shower itself was the largest part and certainly the most expensive part of the whole apartment, some luxury that had just kind of come with dating Steve, apparently. The tiles were gorgeous and hand painted, four panes of sliding glass doors outside the walk-in shower. There were two large benches inside, perfect to fit easily up to two or three people each. There were five shower heads too, in the giant expanse of the shower. They had eight different settings for the spray and pressure and they sprayed down beautifully into the big open space.

Sometimes the three of them would spend an hour under the warm spray of water beating down on their backs while lathering each other's bodies up or washing each other's hair. Steve loved nothing more than having Katie or Bucky washing his hair and scrubbing at his scalp. It turned him into jelly. Their sex life was great too, and there were very few times that they left the showers without some kind of orgasm. Needless to say, the shower had quickly become one of their favorite places, especially after a long day or any stressful events. It was the perfect escape in their home.

“I think a shower would be nice,” she hummed, tipping Steve’s head down so she could kiss him properly. “What do you think?”

Steve was already a puddle under her fingers, peppering his face and along the scruff of his beard with kisses. He nodded eagerly, eyes a little darker. “Yeah- yes please.”

“Buck?” she double-checked, looking over her shoulder at him who was perched like a cat beside them on the couch looking flushed and eager.

“Yeah- real good with that.”

She grinned and nodded towards the bedroom where their shower connected and Bucky climbed off the couch with grace, waiting for her and Steve to follow in suit. Steve waits for her to climb off the couch and stretch a bit before he gets up too, quickly catching up to Bucky who’s already trying to kiss them both whenever he can get the chance.

“You need to calm down,” Steve comments with a chuckle, shaking his head fondly as Bucky pulls off his shirt before they’re even in the room.

“Oh yeah, big boy, how come?” Bucky teases back, tossing the shirt to the side, leaving it somewhere on the floor. Steve just grins at him and pushes him into the bathroom.

Steve starts up the showers, hot enough that it doesn’t take long before the room is filling with steam, fogging up the big mirror above the sink. Katie takes the opportunity to lean in on Bucky, running her hands through the long bits of his hair, pulling just enough that she can reach to kiss him. Bucky goes easily enough, his hands finding her hips as they kiss, soft lips and a bit of tongue.

She likes the way Bucky puts on a show of defiance, always cocky and eager and then once the mood is set, he practically melts under the slightest touch of affection. He likes a little pain, a little order. He likes when Katie and Steve boss him around a little, tugging his hair and getting him all pliant and wonton. It makes Bucky practically glow. She loves watching the way Bucky’s face gets flushed pink when Steve runs his big hands over Bucky’s chest while kissing him with too much teeth and tongue. Nothing gets her going quite like seeing the way her boys love on each other, the way Steve likes to mark Bucky up and the way Bucky will pant and whine for her or Steve as he’s teased.

Steve likes to please, more than anything. He likes to make Katie’s knees go wobbly with too much attention to the gentle swell of her breasts and the tight peaks of her nipples after he spends too much time playing with them in his mouth, suckling and tugging at them with his teeth. He likes the noises he’s rewarded. He likes leaving Bucky a mess after he’s done sucking spots onto his thighs and teasing his cock, not quite mean but not nice either.

Their sex life isn’t all vanilla, they don’t think it ever has been, but there’s something about in the shower, not laying together in their bed, kissing and grinding and fucking, that brings something almost animalistic out. Where they feel raw and needy and so, so good, and nothing’s denying them of that, of taking their time, pulling each other apart and piecing each bit back together.

The water can stay warm forever, it seems. Forever is all they need.

She tugs at Bucky’s pants a little while still kissing, nibbling at his bottom lip, and he makes a noise of agreement, easily helping to shove his jeans down around his thighs. Steve comes up behind him after the shower is going, sandwiching Bucky between himself and Katie. Bucky leans back almost instinctively into the firm spread of Steve’s chest, groaning softly as she bites at his lip and tugs at his underwear while Steve rubs his hands over the small of Bucky’s back and ass.

“Too many clothes,” Steve grumbles into the back of Bucky’s head and Katie makes a noise of agreement before pulling off her own shirt, leaving Bucky to rest back against Steve with his lips pink and swollen and his pupils blown. He watches her like she’s a goddess, a look of awe across his face.

Katie can already feel how wet she’s getting, the inside of her thighs slightly damp. “You two look pretty like that,” she hums, unclipping her bra with no particular rush as she watches Steve suckle on Bucky’s neck, still grabbing needily at whatever skin he can get.

“Don’ tease,” Bucky says, grinning through his haze.

“I like teasing you though, baby,” she hums and Bucky and Steve visibly shutter. “Let’s get in the shower already.” she finishes removing her clothes, socks, and pants discarded onto the tiled floor.

Steve nods and gently nudges Bucky from leaning against him so he can get undressed himself, but Katie’s on Steve in an instant, tugging his shirt off and feeling over his chest and shoulders. she can feel the line of his cock filling out in his sweats, pressed up against her leg. She can hear Bucky breathing deep behind them, watching the way Steve’s torn between undressing and kissing, touching, feeling.

Their lips clash, teeth and tongue in an unbalance fight between their mouths and the need for more skin, more to ravage. Eventually, Katie’s naked, mostly from Steve’s impatient tugging at her clothes as they make out hot and wet. Steve’s only wearing his sweats, and Katie easily hooks her thumbs under the waistband while she rocks her hips against his.

Bucky makes a needy sound from behind her and Steve grins, eye’s cast over her shoulder at Bucky, undoubtedly. “Impatient?”

“Fuck off,” she hears Bucky say, but he’s breathless and his voice is raspy in a way she could recognize anywhere. She can tell he’s touching himself, stroking his cock while he watches them kiss and tease. It gets him needy and hot.

“Wanna join, baby boy?” she asks, licking her lips as she pulls away from Steve’s mouth. She flashes Bucky a look from over her shoulder as she tugs Steve’s sweats down slowly. As she’d guessed, Bucky’s braced against the bathroom door, his face flushed darkly as his hand works in quick strokes over his cock, already leaking.

He makes some kind of noise in his throat, almost a whine and he nods vigorously, his hair falling messily around his face. “Fuck- fuck, yeah,” Bucky pants and she grins.

“Come on then, hm? The water might get cold, boys,” she hums as she pulls away from Steve as he finishes undressing, his cock heavy and hard. She steps back into the shower and they follow like puppies, on her heels, flushed and needy.

The shower heads spray down in a warm rush, the steam rolling up into the air in thick swirls. She takes a couple of steady steps back until she can feel the spray wash over her shoulders and run down over her breasts and her stomach. Her hair gets wet easily, and she pushes it back from her face. It feels amazing, cascading over her tense muscles.

She watches Steve help Bucky into the shower after her, kissing on his neck and shoulder as he does. He can’t seem to keep his hands to himself and Katie certainly has no complaints. He watches the way Bucky leans into every touch, making light, needy whines whenever Steve so much as pulls back for air between their kisses.

It’s easy, sweet- just kissing and touching- not enough for anyone to get any real release. It’s relaxing and steady and she revels in the way her boys play along perfectly.

“Stop bein’ a tease,” Bucky whines finally after too long of being pushed up against the shower wall under one of the showerheads, his hair wet and dripping around his shoulders and his skin pink from the teasing and warmth of the room.

Steve grins at Bucky from where he’s currently sucking a dark bruise onto his collarbone. “Like teasin’ you, Buck, you make sweet lil noises,” Steve says and Katie grins.

“Come on Buck, ask nicely,” she teases and Bucky groans, leaning heavy into the wall.

“please- ?” he asks finally, his head lulling to the side so he can look at her from where Steve has him pinned.

The sight of him there, looking to her for permission, looking flushed and so, so needy, his cock hard against his stomach, it sends a shiver through her and her hand smoothes down over her body towards her pussy, wet and aching for attention. “I think he’s been a good boy,” she says to Steve, offhandedly and Bucky visibly shivers, preening at the attention. “You too, Steve.”

Steve makes an appreciative noise as he pulls back from Bucky’s bruised up skin. “Yea?” he murmurs almost hopefully. She can see the way he’s just barely holding back from fisting his cock in his hand, but he’s good. He’s always good and obedient, so tight strung into this need to please and obey.

“Mhmm,” Katie hums and Bucky tries rutting up against Steve’s thigh for friction, even at the slightest brush his eyes practically roll back. “Come on, why don’t you two show me how good you can be for me, huh?”

“Yeah-, yeah,” Bucky agrees quickly and Steve nods too.

“Make me feel good,” she says and Steve and Bucky both practically jump at the chance before she continues. “Put on a show for me, ‘kay? Lemme see how good and sweet you can be, huh? I wanna see you fuck each other, just for me.”

There’s a flash of something dark and possessive in Steve’s eyes, hungry for just that, and he nods- eyes wide. “Yes- yes please.”

“Such a good boy,” Katie smiles, her fingers gently rubbing against her folds and teasing around her clit. Steve’s eyes follow each movement carefully, lips parted. “Buck?”

Bucky’s still rubbing against the thick of Steve’s thigh, panting as he watches. “Uhuh, want that,” he says. “Want you to fuck me, Stevie,” he says, nipping at Steve’s earlobe to get his attention again. It works, of course.

“That’s it, baby, good boy,” she says just to see the way Bucky’s eyes lose focus at the praise.

Steve hums and bites down on the skin between Bucky’s neck and shoulder and they both let out a low groan. Katie can see the smear of precum over the head of Bucky’s cock as he grinds into Steve and she slips her fingers along her entrance, feeling how slick she is already.

“How you want it, Buck?” Steve asks, lapping at the bruised spots on Bucky’s neck. They all know the serum means any marks left on the boys will be gone by the next morning at the latest, which means Steve has no issues leaving large, dark, hickeys all over Bucky. He likes to do the same to Katie, too, but they have to be a little more careful about where.

Bucky tips his head back against the wall with a groan as Steve wraps his hand around Bucky’s cock. “Fuck, Stevie,” he grits out, his hands scraping at the title behind him. “Anyway- however you want me.”

Steve grins and kisses him, swallowing up his moans. “That’s a good answer,” Steve chides as he lets go of Bucky’s dick, only stroking him a few times.

“Don’t tease,” Bucky hisses.

“Yeah, yeah,” Steve chuckles. “He’s needy, Kate, see what I oughta put up with?” he asks as he grips Bucky’s hips and hoists him up against the wall, his legs instinctively wrapping around Steve’s middle.

Katie lets out a breathy sigh, her fingers pressing into her cunt gently, still just teasing as she watches them banter and start to work themselves up. “Shut him up then,” she hums and Bucky whines high.

Steve grins at Bucky who shares an equally eager look. “Gonna open you up and fuck you, Buck,” he says and it’s certainly a promise. “Let her watch, get off on the noises you make- the way you look on my cock,” Steve growls and Katie can tell Steve’s flipped like a switch from needy and coy to the animalistic, dominating, filth that he loves and takes whenever he can. He and Bucky switch, they all do, but Katie knows her boys and she knows the way her sweet talking and domination gets Bucky like nothing else, and the way Steve loves to make them both melt under his touch, likes the praise and sweet kisses. They like it all.

“Fuck, your mouth,” Bucky groans around a half hearted laugh.

Steve smirks and presses two thick fingers at Bucky’s lips. “Suck, pretty boy, hm?”

Bucky doesn’t need any urging and he happily takes the fingers into his mouth, lapping at them with his tongue, watching Katie through his hooded eyes as he does. He’s jostled a little when Steve starts to grind into him, maneuvering Bucky’s body around in search of friction.

“You like that, baby?” she purrs and Bucky makes a desperate noise. “Like having something in your mouth, knowing I’m watching. You like being good, right?”

Bucky grins around Steve’s fingers as he pulls them slowly past his lips. “Mhmm, love you,” he pants and Katie smiles.

“I love you too, Buck, you know I love my boys,” she says, gasping when her fingers brush along her g-spot, legs trembling under her. “Love watching you.”

A string of needy, desperate sounds fall from Bucky’s lips as Steve circles Bucky’s rim with his fingers, slick with spit. “Tell me you want it,” Steve says, not quite pushing in.

“Fu-uck, you know I do- Steve, please,” Bucky groans, eyes fluttering.

“Takes so little to get you needy,” Katie comments as she continues to finger herself open. Maybe after they’re done, she’ll have them fuck her.

Bucky groans again and grabs onto Steve’s shoulders to brace himself better, his back still pressed against the smooth, wet tile. “Please, please fuck me?”

Steve grunts and grinds up hard against the inside of Bucky’s thigh, cock angry and dripping. Steve’s better at keeping his composure, but his cock is always a telltale sign of how long he’s gonna last with the teasing before he starts fucking hard and raw, however he can get it. Even now he looks about ready to cum. “Yeah, baby- anything for you,” he says as he presses his fingers easily into Bucky. It’s not much of a stretch and Bucky moans around the digits greedily.

“Oh fuck, fuck,” Bucky gasps and Katie watches the way Bucky’s back arches away as Steve fucks his finger gently in and out, teasing his hole.

“He’s not even tight,” Steve comments with a grin, adding a third finger in. “so ready for it.”

The thought alone, Bucky’s hole ready and open for Steve to fuck, makes Katie’s breath hitch and she pulls her slick fingers from her cunt, rubbing circles around her clit, pleasure sparking in the corners of her vision. “God, keep going.”

“Ready for my cock, baby? Ready for me to stuff you full infront of her?”

Bucky’s eyes are heavy and his skin is flushed dark, nodding against the wall, his hair sticking. “Mhmm- please, yeah,” he breathes and Steve grins and slowly removes his fingers from Bucky’s hole.

Steve wipes them off on Bucky’s chest, still slick with spit. “Gonna make you cum watchin’ her pleasure herself, you like that?” he asks, teasing as he lines the thick head of his cock up with Bucky’s hole.

“Jesus fuck, Steve, please,” Bucky cries and Steve obliges happily, fucking up into Bucky, grabbing onto his hips so tight that Katie is sure it must hurt, it’s hard enough to bruise for sure, and Bucky just moans, mouth going slack at the pleasure of it.

“God, you feel good,” Steve groans, thrusting up into Bucky with quick and easy movement. “Look at him, baby girl, look at the way daddy fuck him,” he babbles and Katie whines, fucking herself again while still rubbing in circles at her clit, slick dripping down her thighs even under the spray of water.

“Oh fuck, Steve,” she gasps, her fingers fucking in faster and faster as she feels herself approaching her orgasm, pleasure building in her gut.

Bucky’s almost incoherent already, each thrust punching little needy sounds from him. “More, more, please,” Bucky says as he grabs his cock, stroking feverishly as it dribbles precum.

“You want more, baby? Want me to fuck you so hard you can’t walk straight?” Steve asks, forcing Bucky’s hips up and down to meet his thrusts so he can fuck deeper into him.

“Yes, fuck!” Bucky gasps and Katie doesn’t miss the way his eyes keep darting between her and Steve, watching the way she pleasures herself and the way Steve’s cock disappears into his hole.

Steve picks him up easily so he isn’t leaning back against the wall anymore and stumbles over to one of the big shower benches across from where Katie’s leaning. He lays Bucky across it and pulls his knees up to his chest as he sink his cock deep into Bucky again with a better angle. “You like that, baby? That better?”

Bucky’s eyes roll back and he continues to fist his cock, mouth slack. “Fuck- fuck, fuck, Ste-eve,” Bucky gasps, hips jerking helplessly to meet Steve’s hard, deep thrusts.

Katie moans, biting down on her bottom lip as she feels her orgasm wash over her, her legs shaking underneath her as she keeps up a steady pace, finger sliding in and out of her pussy. “Fuck, that’s it, keep going- so hot,” she breathes, her cunt overly sensitive and wonderful, she loves the rush she gets as she keeps fucking herself, hungry to cum again with Steve and Bucky.

“Ya know she likes the way you look under me Buck, likes hearing you beg. I do too.” Steve catches Bucky’s mouth in a clash of teeth and tongue and they makeout around sloppy kisses and needy moans until Bucky has to pull away to breathe.

“Fuck, Steve- I’mma cum, please,” he cries and Steve moans, only speeding up his efforts as he then knocks Bucky’s hand away so he can take hold of his cock, jerking him quickly in time with his thrusts until Bucky’s practically screaming, back arching up off of the bench as he comes, come coating his stomach and Steve’s hand.

“Yeah, that’s it, you look so good like this, Buck,” Steve groans. Steve continues to pound into him until he’s whining and too sensitive, eye’s distant. “Fuck,” Steve curses as he pulls out, jacking himself off over Bucky until he spills over his hand too, splashing across a bit of Bucky’s chest underneath him.

Bucky’s panting hard underneath him looking blissed out and wonderful and Steve braces himself for a moment before he glances back at Katie whose fingers are fucking her cunt fast and deep, her mouth hanging open as little gasps come from her. “Lemme eat you out, please?” he asks with a grin, chest still heaving from his orgasm.

“Oh, fuck,” Katie gasps. “Get over here, please- need you,” she begs and Steve’s on her in an instant, dropping to his knees so he can lap at her pussy, running his tongue along her folds in quick, precise movements, flicking his tongue over her clit. “Fuck, Steve! Yes!”

She sees Bucky pull himself up from the bench on wobbly legs, looking fucked out and tired as he wanders over, running his flesh hand gently over her breasts, kissing oh so gently at her neck and collar bone. “Mm, love you- love you so much,” he mumbles into her skin and Katie groans, grinding herself down onto Steve. The combination of Steve’s rough, talented mouth and Bucky’s gentle kisses is enough to drive her wild as she climaxes again, her legs nearly giving out as she does.

Her vision swims and she lets Bucky and Steve help maneuver until the three were lying on the shower floor, all panting and tired, fucked out and blissful. Steve and Bucky sandwich her between their bodies, too tired to get up right now, the shower heads pouring down overhead, water splashing gently over their bodies.

“God, I love you guys,” Steve says groggily as he kisses her head and Bucky hums happily.

“I love you too,” Katie smiles, letting the warm water cascade down over them.

[ionlyreadfivebookslastweek]

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[ao3feed-stucky]

by stuckysheart

"Everyone here is so boring and bland." Bucky continues; as if he didn't just give Steve the closest thing he's been to a heart attack. "They're all so judgmental too? I don' think they like the way I look. What about you, sweet thing, d'ya like how I look?"

Words: 2066, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M, Multi

Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Sam Wilson (Marvel), Peggy Carter, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Pepper Potts, Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, Other Character Tags to Be Added, Tony Stark, brief mention of other characters

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, Other Relationship Tags to Be Added

Additional Tags: greaser!Bucky, soc!steve, Pre-Serum Steve Rogers, but tall, Top Bucky Barnes, Bottom Steve Rogers, Biker Gangs, 1950s AU, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, DOMESTIC BABIES, Protective Bucky Barnes, Protective Steve Rogers

[leisurelypanda]

Continuation of our Daddy!Steve universe...Steve introduces Buck to orgasm denial over a whole weekend. By the time he lets Buck cum, he’s a drooling mess. He’s watched Steve jerk off and cum himself. Steve’s ridden Bucky to his own orgasm but denied Bucky the chance to cum.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18446573

for @stuckysheart

Dating Steve Rogers, aka Captain America, was… an experience, to be sure. 2 months into said experience and Bucky was certain about the truth of a particular saying people had. The more pure and wholesome a person seemed in public, the crazier and kinkier they were in private.

Captain America, was arguably being the most pure and wholesome figure in the public eye at the time, or any time. He made promotional videos for high school students, he visited kids at hospitals, he did charity work in his spare time, and helped old ladies up the stairs and across the street.

And he was an absolute freak in the bedroom. Or the living room. Or the shower. Or anywhere he and Bucky happened to be at the time that wasn’t in public. Bucky wasn’t actually sure that Steve wouldn’t fuck him in public, given the chance. He wasn’t actually sure that he would say no if Steve asked, either. Steve was rubbing off on him in more ways than one.

It wasn’t to say that Steve wasn’t romantic or that sex was the only thing he cared about. He was a perfect gentleman. His kisses were chaste and sweet, his hands were affectionate and gentle, and he seemed genuinely interested in Bucky and his life. Sometimes their dates didn’t even end in sex and the two of them just cuddled together in Steve or Bucky’s apartment. When they did have sex, though, it was hot and intense.

It was frequently distracting when Bucky was trying to work. Thoughts of Steve and what he would want to do next crossed his mind throughout the day. It didn’t help that Steve was much better at modern technology than he liked to admit in interviews. He talked about bumbling through things like cell phones and touch screens, the internet and computers.

It was all a farce. Steve understood modern technology perfectly. As evidenced by the remote controlled vibrating butt plug that was nestled in Bucky’s ass at this very moment. Steve’s rule that Bucky wasn’t to touch himself extended to any time they were doing anything, though to be truthful, Bucky had taken to not doing it even when they weren’t doing anything. It felt better when Steve did it.

The plug was turned off at the moment, but Steve had told him to wear it today. Bucky only assumed that he had a plan. For all Bucky knew, Steve just wanted him to wear it to make him ready for their weekend together. Not that Bucky minded.

Bucky shook his head and focused on the problem in front of him. He was working on a calculation to make a device his group was working on. It was some kind of nanotech, which both excited and terrified Bucky. It was exciting because NANOTECH!!! It was terrifying because if he fucked up in any way on something like this, it might mean that he wouldn’t be able to work at Stark after his year was up.

He had four months left before they made a decision and this project would likely take up most if not all of them. Four months before he would need to find something else if he wasn’t invited on permanently. He was trying not to worry.

At noon exactly, the vibrator turned on and vibrated directly against Bucky’s prostate. He gritted his teeth to keep from moaning and squirmed slightly in his cubicle. A second later, his phone vibrated on his desk next to his succulent.

Steve: Time for lunch, baby

Bucky snorted at the text and unlocked the phone to reply. Steve was fond of his little games, that was certain.

Bucky: Fuck you

Steve: That’s not very nice, baby. :(

Buck: Your timer was rude.

Steve: I don’t know what you’re talking about. All I did was push a button on my phone. You know I don’t know how this newfangled technology works :P

Bucky: Anyone ever tell you that you’re a little shit, Rogers?

Steve: Not since I was actually a little shit, baby boy ;)

Bucky: I was working, Daddy :(

Steve: I know, you work so hard. Daddy’s proud of you. But you gotta take care of yourself too. Come up and have lunch with me, baby

Bucky smiled in spite of himself. Steve always knew what to say. It had actually taken a couple weeks for Bucky to realize that when Steve complimented his intelligence that he was being genuine, not just playing a role. The fact that Captain America admired him that way did things to Bucky’s ego. And his dick.

He got up and very carefully walked towards the elevators so as not to show that he was in any discomfort. He also adjusted his pants to conceal his boner. The vibration was dull, but it was still stimulating his prostate.

He hadn’t told anyone that he had access to the levels reserved for the Avengers. Mostly because he’d only been in this relationship for a month, but also because you didn’t just tell people that you had that kind of power. The next thing he’d know, some government agency or Hydra or other group would probably kidnap him as leverage or something. He read the comics, he wasn’t an idiot.

He still couldn’t talk to JARVIS, though. That was disappointing.

The next thing he knew, the elevator dinged and Bucky stepped out into Steve’s apartment. Steve was whistling at the stove again (he did that a lot, it turned out) and Bucky went straight there. Steve turned and smiled at him, his eyes crinkling with crow’s feet and sparkling as he met Bucky’s eyes. Bucky smiled and stood on his toes to kiss him.

“Hey, baby boy,” Steve murmured. “Having fun at work?”

“Am I allowed to talk to you about what I’m working on?” Bucky asked. “It’s not, like, violating company policy or embezzling or something like that, is it?”

“I think you’re fine, but if not, I’ll talk to Tony,” Steve chuckled. “So?”

“Work’s interesting,” Bucky said. “Nanotech is fun, but calculations really aren’t fun no matter what they’re for. I’ve hit a bit of a roadblock, too.”

Steve smiled sympathetically and kissed him again. “You’ll figure out a way around it,” he said. “I believe in you.”

“Thanks, Daddy,” Bucky said with a grin. Steve’s eyes flashed with something as he turned back to his cooking. “What’s for lunch?”

“I was feeling something Mediterranean,” Steve said. “I made chicken, rice, and tomato and cucumber salad with flat bread.”

“Mmm, sounds tasty,” Bucky murmured. He laid a hand on Steve’s bicep and squeezed lightly. Steve was wearing a white tank top that exposed his sinfully beautiful arms. Steve flexed a bit as Bucky’s hand wandered down the length of hard, thick muscle. “What about dessert?”

Steve looked at him with the now familiar look of lust in his gaze. He smirked down at Bucky.

“I’ll give you a hint,” he said. “It’s creamy.”

Bucky smiled in what he hoped was a look of innocence. Steve had been really turned on by the fact that Bucky had been a virgin, after all. Every time Bucky played innocent, now, it seemed to get Steve going.

“Is it a milkshake?” Bucky asked. Steve’s eyes grew darker and Bucky squeezed his arm a little harder. “I like milkshakes, Daddy.”

“Do you? Well, be a good boy and wait,” Steve said lowly. “You don’t want to spoil your lunch, do you?”

“Come on, Daddy, don’t be so boring,” Bucky said with a grin. Steve turned to face him and Bucky ran his hands down Steve’s beautiful chest. “It’s nice to be spoiled every now and then.”

Steve glanced down at his phone and Bucky felt the vibrator in his ass turn up. He gasped as it intensified. Steve’s arms wrapped around his waist and his hands squeezed Bucky’s ass tightly. Bucky moaned as he arched up against Steve’s body.

“The question is,” Steve purred. “Whose dessert will taste better? Daddy wants to wait for his, little boy.”

Steve turned off the stove and before Bucky could complain, he was shoved down to his knees. He looked up at Steve’s shit-eating grin as he mouthed at the prominent tent in Steve’s jeans.

“If you really want dessert now, you can have it,” Steve said. “Better be quick, though. Don’t wanna keep you from your desk too long, little boy.”

Bucky nodded and took Steve’s huge cock out of his pants. The fact that it fit in anything Steve wore had to be something of a miracle. He was huge and thick and veiny and it smelled so much of Steve’s musk that Bucky just wanted to bury his face in Steve’s crotch sometimes. Today, though, he took the head of Steve’s cock in his mouth and began to suck. Steve moaned in approval and pleasure

“Such a hungry little boy Daddy has,” Steve moaned. He reached down to place a hand in Bucky’s hair. Not too much, just in case anyone were to ask questions when Bucky got back. “Needs some cock just to get through his day.”

Bucky hummed as he took more of Steve’s cock into his mouth. He still hadn’t managed to take all of it, but he could get more than half in him. He sucked and slurped along Steve’s thick shaft and Steve moaned as he bucked his hips.

“Look so good like this,” Steve said. “On your knees with Daddy’s cock stretching your mouth, right where you belong.”

Bucky moaned and sucked harder. Steve groaned above him and bucked harder into Bucky’s mouth. Bucky braced himself against Steve’s thighs, running his hands up along Steve’s chiseled body like he was a Greek god of lust sent for him to worship. Bucky closed his eyes and savored the taste of him, chasing after the sweet reward for his devotion.

“Gonna come, baby,” Steve groaned. “Gonna give you Daddy’s load, such a good boy, baby.”

Bucky bobbed on Steve’s cock faster, sucked harder, like his life depended on pleasing Daddy. Daddy’s come, Daddy’s praise, Daddy’s hand petting his hair with approval. The vibrating in his ass grew and he moaned around the thick length. Steve threw his head back and grunted, holding Bucky’s head in place as he came in his mouth. Bucky swallowed every drop he could. A little bit dribbled out onto his chin and he caught it with a finger before it could reach his shirt.

Steve sighed as his cock finished pulsing in Bucky’s mouth. He withdrew it almost regretfully and Bucky sucked the come off his finger while looking him in the eyes. Steve grinned, but put his cock back in his pants.

“Well,” he said, his voice hoarse from arousal. “Now, it’s time for lunch.”

Bucky wasn’t sure whether to be glad about it or not, but the butt plug didn’t vibrate again all afternoon. It helped that he had something else to focus on. He managed to get to his finishing point for the day after all and sighed half with relief and half with victory as he saved and closed the document. He started packing up his stuff.

Just like before, at exactly 5:30, the butt plug in Bucky’s ass started vibrating. This time, though, he was bent over and the vibrator buzzed directly on his prostate and Bucky hissed to keep from moaning.

“You okay, Buck?” asked one of his coworkers, Stacy. She was thankfully on the other side of the cubicle, so he didn’t have to right himself. He did it anyway.

“Fine, Stacy, just got a Charlie horse,” he said. “Gonna head out, have a good weekend.”

“Oooh, that sucks,” she replied. “See you on Monday.”

He couldn’t get to the elevators quick enough. He checked his phone and sure enough, Steve had sent him a text just as the vibrator had started. The guy really made being America’s biggest asshole a hobby. He rolled his eyes, though, because it was actually kinda sweet.

Steve: Time to relax, baby. Did ya work hard?

Bucky: Yes, Daddy. Got everything done that needed to get done

Steve: I knew you would, baby boy. Come on up, Daddy’s got somethin’ nice for ya.

Bucky shivered and dashed the rest of the way to the elevators. Only one went to the level he needed it to get to and thankfully, no one was around to tell him that he didn’t have clearance to use it. The elevator arrived immediately and Bucky went back up to Steve’s apartment. Steve was in the living room this time and Bucky plopped himself right in his lap before he kissed him.

“You got me a present, Daddy?” Bucky asked. “Is it your dick?”

Steve chuckled and ran a thumb along Bucky’s lower lip. “Such a dirty little boy, sayin’ words like that.”

Bucky sucked Steve’s thumb in his mouth and ran a tongue along the callused pad. Steve hummed as he watched. Bucky eventually took the whole digit in his mouth and sucked it like he’d sucked Steve’s cock hours ago.

“Such a dirty, naughty boy,” Steve said. He withdrew his thumb from Bucky’s mouth.

“I was a good boy before you, Daddy,” Bucky murmured. “Remember?”

Steve purred as he squeezed Bucky’s ass. “Yes, baby, I remember. Daddy thinks about that all the time.”

Bucky’s breath hitched and Steve relaxed.

“I’ve got a little game for us to play this weekend,” Steve said. “Remember how last week you said you felt bad that you come so easily, but I can go whenever I want?”

“Yeah,” Bucky replied. “This doesn’t sound like a game.”

“It will. I decided to help you build up your… endurance,” Steve said. “So this weekend, we’re gonna have sex.”

“Like we don’t have sex every weekend,” Bucky said with a snort. Steve smacked his ass and Bucky yelped as Steve gave him a stern look. Bucky shut his mouth. “Sorry, Daddy.”

“You gotta smart mouth there, doll,” Steve said. “Better be careful of where you end up, runnin’ your mouth like that.”

Somehow being scolded by Captain America was the hottest thing ever. It went right to Bucky’s dick. He blushed and looked down.

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” he repeated.

“I know, baby,” Steve said. “You wanna hear about the game Daddy came up with?”

“Yes, Daddy,” Bucky said. His face brightened.

“We’ll have sex,” Steve repeated. “Daddy’s gonna fuck you, fill you up with his come, as many times as he can get it up. And baby boy…Daddy can go a long, long time.”

Bucky shivered. “That sounds fun, Daddy.”

“Oh, I’m just getting to the fun part, little boy,” Steve said. “Because you see… you won’t come.”

Bucky stared at him for a minute. “What?”

“I’m gonna come as many times as I want,” Steve said. “You’ll count them. Then, at the end of the weekend, I’ll finally wrap my hand around your pretty little cock and make you come.”

Bucky whined and rutted in Steve’s lap. It was thrilling, both in a good way and in a bad way. He wasn’t sure how to feel about it, aside from being horny. Steve humming and ran his hands along Bucky’s back, his nails scratching down his back before he grabbed Bucky’s ass.

“Ready, baby?” Steve asked.

“I dunno,” Bucky said.

“Well, you know what your safewords are,” Steve said. “If you need to stop, you just let me know.”

“Will you let me come if I use them?” Bucky asked.

“If that’s what you need, baby boy,” Steve replied. “You trust me to take care of you?”

Bucky nodded. “Yes, Daddy.”

Steve kissed him. He kissed him hard and hot and deep. Bucky yielded to him without a second thought. Steve’s tongue dominated him, took everything he wanted from Bucky and Bucky gave it gladly. He sucked on Steve’s tongue as it explored his mouth, pushing further into him. Steve bit his lips, squeezed his waist. Each touch electrified Bucky’s body.

Steve tore his clothes off so eagerly Bucky wouldn’t be surprised if he actually tore them. The fact that he could, that he could just pull them apart as easily as putty and ruin Bucky’s clothes was something Bucky thought about a lot. He moaned as he was divested of the last of his clothes and sat naked and exposed on Steve’s lap.

“My sweet little boy,” Steve murmured. He moved to suck on Bucky’s collarbone and Bucky moaned as he arched into the touch. Steve groaned as he licked, sucked, nipped, and kissed his way over Bucky’s body.

“Daddy,” Bucky whined.

“What is it, baby?”

“You’re wearing too much clothes,” Bucky said. Steve chuckled and pulled his shirt off over his head and tossed it aside. Bucky’s hands went to his pecs and ran over the hard, powerful muscles of his chest. He moaned just at touching Steve’s body, the act itself one of the most pleasurable things he’d ever done.

“You like your Daddy’s body, baby boy?” Steve asked with that cheeky grin of his. Bucky nodded.

“So big and strong, Daddy,” Bucky moaned. “It’s so hot.”

Steve growled right before he rolled them over and pinned Bucky to the couch. He rolled Bucky over so that he was on his stomach before he fished his phone out of his pocket. The vibration in Bucky’s ass doubled and Bucky moaned as he writhed. Steve held him in place with a single hand, as though he were an afterthought. His other hand unbuckled his belt and jeans before he shucked them to the floor. When he was completely naked, he placed a hand between Bucky’s legs and teased at the plug in Bucky’s ass.

“Such a good boy for Daddy,” Steve murmured. “You kept this in your pretty ass all day just like Daddy told you to.” He tugged on it, teased at bringing it out of Bucky’s ass. Bucky moaned into the couch beneath him. “And now, you’re all loose and ready for Daddy to just slide his cock right into you.”

It wasn’t a lie. It just wasn’t the truth, either. The plug was a fair bit smaller than Steve was, but Bucky just shivered in anticipation. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, Steve pulled the still vibrating plug from Bucky’s ass. He whined as it vibrated against his rim before Steve removed it entirely. Then, before Bucky could think that he was empty, Steve pressed his lubed cock to Bucky’s hole and slid inside. Bucky yelled in pain as his ass stretched to accommodate Steve’s cock. Steve just groaned above him.

“Fuck, baby boy, so fuckin’ tight,” Steve said. He draped himself over Bucky’s body as he pushed in.

“It hurts, Daddy,” Bucky whined. Steve grinned against his neck.

“I bet it does,” Steve purred. He pushed further inside. “Bet it feels so good, too, doesn’t it, baby boy? Such a little slut for Daddy’s big cock.”

Bucky could only nod as he bit his lip. Finally, Steve bottomed out and growled into Bucky’s ear.

“Been waiting all day for this, little boy,” Steve purred. “Been thinkin’ about it all week, too, how I was holdin’ myself back just to be able to fuck you like this when you were done for the week.”

Bucky moaned. Steve began to fuck him with long, slow, deep thrusts. Bucky whimpered from pleasure and pain as Steve’s cock hit deep inside him and dragged along his prostate with every thrust.

“Been teasin’ me this week, haven’t you, little boy?” Steve growled. He delivered a particularly hard thrust and Bucky gasped. “Saw how you been movin’ your hips, the looks you give me when you leave. Made me wanna pin you against the elevator and fuck you all the way down to your office.”

“Fuck!” Bucky gasped. Steve’s thrusts grew faster. He fucked into Bucky’s ass harder and Bucky reached back to grab Steve’s ass and pull him deeper into him, if it was possible. Steve’s hands gripped Bucky’s hips hard enough to bruise and Christ it was the most amazing feeling in the world, to be at his Daddy’s mercy like this.

“You knew, too, baby,” Steve growled. “You knew that you were teasin’ Daddy. Is this what you wanted, to be thrown on the nearest surface and fucked ‘til you couldn’t think straight?”

“A-Already too gay t-to think straight, D-Daddy,” Bucky replied with a grin. It earned him a smack on the ass and Bucky moaned.

“There’s that smart mouth again,” Steve murmured. “Gonna have ta do somethin’ about that one of these days. Make sure you behave.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Bucky moaned. Steve groaned. His thrusts grew faster, reaching an almost punishing pace as he fucked into Bucky’s ass. Bucky’s cock ached from how hard and neglected it was. He tightened his core to keep from coming, which meant that he also squeezed around Steve’s cock.

“Oh, fuck, such a good little slut,” Steve moaned. “Fuck, gonna come, gonna fill your pretty little ass up, baby.”

“Please, Daddy,” Bucky replied. “Come, please, give me your come.”

A moment later, Steve grunted and sighed as he came. Bucky felt every pulse from that massive length as his ass was filled with rope after rope of Steve’s hot come. He moaned at the feeling of being filled. Steve’s cock might have softened a fraction, but it was still hard for the most part.

“Well?” Steve asked. Bucky looked up at him. Steve looked down with an expectant look on his face. “You’re gonna get a spanking if Daddy has to remind you about the rules of the game, baby boy.”

Bucky swallowed. “I… I have to count the number of times you come?”

“Is that a question?” Steve asked. There was a soft, dangerous tone to his voice that made Bucky shiver.

“No, Daddy. I have to count the number of times you come,” Bucky replied.

“And?”

“…One.”

“Good boy,” Steve murmured. He wrapped an arm around Bucky’s middle and picked him up. “Time for dinner, baby.”

Dinner was… interesting. For one thing, Bucky spent the entire time in Steve’s lap with his cock up Bucky’s ass. Dinner was essentially leftovers from lunch and Steve fed him rather than let Bucky feed himself. It was oddly erotic, being so dependent and subservient to Steve that he couldn’t even feed himself. He liked it and definitely sucked on Steve’s fingers every time he received a bit of food.

Halfway through dinner, Steve began to fuck him again. Bucky whined and moaned as Steve bounced him on his cock, thrusting up into Bucky’s ass in sharp, shallow thrusts. The only thing for Bucky to do was cling to the table in front of him until Steve shot his second load of the evening into his ass.

“Two,” Bucky counted when Steve was done.

Steve hummed in approval and sat back as he just kept eating. He ate two or three bites for every one he gave to Bucky. When he was done, he picked up Bucky and bent him over the table. Bucky whined as Steve’s cock slipped out of his ass. A couple drops of come started to leak out of him, a feeling that still surprisingly weird, even after 2 months.

“Time for Daddy’s dessert,” he purred.

The next thing Bucky knew, Steve’s tongue licked up the drops of come and lapped over his hole. Bucky moaned as Steve ate his come almost greedily, like Bucky’s ass was a cake with creamy filling, there to be sucked and licked out of him. Steve moaned against his hole and squeezed Bucky’s cheeks. Bucky pushed back against him and moaned.

“Fuck, Daddy,” he cried. “God, feels so good!”

Steve just hummed and kept licking along Bucky’s hole. Bucky gripped the sides of the table and arched his back and did everything he could to not come. God he wanted to. He needed to. He felt hot and his brain couldn’t think about anything but what Steve was doing to him right now. Everything else didn’t exist, only the tongue fucking and lapping at his entrance, the hands squeezing and kneading his ass, the beard burning his sensitive skin.

When it was finally over, when the last drop was captured by Steve’s greedy mouth, Steve stood. Bucky heard him. He heard his hand jerking his cock, heard the grunts and groans that he made as he reached his latest orgasm. Steve pushed inside him with a growl as he came, filling up Bucky’s briefly empty hole with his come. He fucked him deeply for a couple thrusts before he sighed in completion and slipped out.

“Three,” Bucky breathed. “What… what was the point of that?”

“Midnight snack,” Steve replied smugly. His beard shimmered with lube and some of Bucky’s come and Steve seemed utterly proud of it, like he’d just won the Olympic gold medal of eating ass. Bucky groaned.

“How many times do you plan on coming, anyway?” Bucky asked.

“I don’t know,” Steve replied. “I thought I’d start small, like, somewhere between 10 and 15.”

Jesus. Fucking. Christ. “You’re gonna break me someday, Daddy,” Bucky groaned. Steve chuckled and kissed him between the shoulder blades.

“If you let me, baby boy,” he murmured. “Daddy will break you over and over again and build you back up.”

Fuck, if that wasn’t the hottest thing Bucky had ever heard, he’d be dead.

Steve’s fourth orgasm came later while they watched a movie. He wrapped one of Bucky’s hands around his cock and wrapped one of his around Bucky’s. It was almost cruel. Steve’s grip was feather light, even as he told Bucky how to get him off. Bucky loved Steve’s dick. It made his hand feel almost small from how big it was.

When Steve came, he let Bucky wrap his lips around the head and swallow the load. Bucky moaned half at the taste and half at the fact that Steve kept stroking his cock.

“Four, Daddy,” Bucky whined when he came off. “Please, please let me come.”

“Hush, little boy,” Steve replied. “Not yet. Daddy’s just having a little fun.”

“You’re mean, Daddy,” Bucky said. Steve just grinned at him.

“I know, baby,” he said. “Daddy’s a very mean man, isn’t he? Playing with your pretty little cock, not letting you come while he gets to come in you whenever he wants.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Bucky moaned. Steve’s hand tightened around him and Bucky gasped as he tightened his core to keep from coming. God, but it was hard. He wanted nothing more than to blow his load right then and there.

“I could let you come,” Steve said. His hand twisted over the head of Bucky’s cock. “I could let you come now and not let you come at all for the rest of the weekend. You could bed and whine and make all the pretty sounds you’d want and I wouldn’t let you come.”

“Daddy,” Bucky whined.

“I could,” Steve repeated. “But I won’t.”

Bucky groaned in protest. Steve just chuckled as he let Bucky’s cock go and returned to watching the movie that Bucky had completely forgotten about. It was old by Bucky’s standards, but since Steve was born in 1918, everything was relatively new to him. He’d gone through each decade and watched what people recommended. He’d made it to the 90s, so at least Bucky considered most of it good, if a bit cheesy at times.

By the end of the movie, Bucky’s cock had grown soft… just in time for Steve to fuck him through the credits.

“Five.”

Steve’s midnight snack happened to coincide with a shower that was just a little bit past midnight. The steady stream of water beat down on Bucky’s skin from where he was shoved against the wall. Steve jerked Bucky’s cock again as he ate out Bucky’s ass again, almost as though he was reminding Bucky of what he’d said just a few hours ago.

Bucky cried from the effort to keep from coming. His abdomen was sore from keeping it tight all night. When he was done, Steve washed Bucky off. His callused hands made Bucky’s body scream with desire. The arousal built inside him begged for relief, even at Steve’s gentle caresses.

When Bucky was clean, he turned around and grabbed the cedar scented soap and started to wash Steve’s body. It was the only thing he could think of that distracted him from the aching need to come. Steve. Steve’s body. Taking care of Steve. His hands were slow and thorough as they cleaned Steve’s body before he grabbed the shampoo. His fingers massaged Steve’s scalp and face as he washed Steve’s hair and beard. Steve hummed in pleasure.

“Such a good little boy,” he murmured. “Take such good care of your Daddy, baby.”

“Thank you, Daddy,” Bucky said. Steve turned around and kissed him. At first it was soft and tender, but soon it became heated and Steve grinned against Bucky’s mouth. He knelt before Steve could push him to the floor.

“You’re learning, baby,” Steve said, a smile on his face and a dark gleam in his eyes.

His cock dangled hot and hard between his legs. Bucky took the head in his mouth and began to suck. Steve held Bucky’s head in his hands and began to thrust. He threw his head back and moaned as he fucked Bucky’s mouth. Bucky moaned as he looked up at Steve’s body, the way his muscles moved and flexed as they moved, the way the water flowed over his perfect body.

“Fuck, so good, baby boy,” Steve moaned. “Such a good boy for Daddy.”

Bucky’s cock sprang to attention at the litany of praise that fell from Steve’s mouth. He moaned around Steve’s cock and gripped his thighs as hard as he could.

“Fuck, baby, gonna come all over your pretty face,” Steve moaned. Bucky just moaned, the capacity for thought having left him. He moaned and whined around Steve’s member. Every ounce of his focus was on Steve. Steve moaned and pulled out right before he came all over Bucky’s face, covering him in come. Bucky gasped for breath.

“Just cleaned me up, Daddy,” he croaked. Steve chuckled and helped him up.

“Good thing we’re in a shower then, isn’t it?” Steve replied. He raised an eyebrow before he did anything else.

“Six, Daddy,” Bucky said. Steve smiled.

“Good boy.”

How Bucky managed to sleep through the night, he had no idea. He was sure that he would toss and turn from the moment he got in bed to the moment Steve woke up. He did, though. His dreams were full Steve, too. There were other people. Some of them were the Avengers, others were people Bucky knew, and some were strangers. They all fucked him. None of them let him come, though.

When he awoke, it was to Steve’s fingers in his ass. He moaned as he pushed back against Steve’s hand. Steve chuckled as he pressed a kiss to his cheek.

“Morning, baby,” he said. “Sleep well?”

“Yes, Daddy,” Bucky moaned. “Fuck just fuck me, Daddy, please.”

“Aw, such a needy little boy,” Steve purred. “Far be it from me to deny such a sweet request.”

Bucky pouted and Steve kissed him and nipped at his bottom lip.

“Don’t worry, baby,” Steve said. “You’ll come eventually.”

With that, Steve pulled his fingers out of Bucky’s ass and pushed his cock in. He wrapped his arms around Bucky and pulled him so that his back was flush against Steve’s chest. Bucky moaned and gasped as Steve began to fuck him again. Steve came for the seventh time and Bucky could barely even think about what numbers were before he recited it with some help and encouragement from Steve.

The eighth time came during breakfast. Steve made biscuits and while they were baking in the oven, Steve picked Bucky up and laid him out over the counter. The biscuits were still perfectly golden brown by the time Steve came in Bucky’s ass again.

The ninth time Steve came was during second breakfast. He kept Bucky kneeling between his legs with his mouth around his cock. Bucky drooled around Steve’s member as he ate, feeling wonderfully, beautifully used. Keeping Steve’s cock warm was quickly becoming his favorite thing, whether it was with his ass or his mouth. He came with a sigh down Bucky’s throat and Bucky moaned as he swallowed every drop.

The tenth time was after Steve got back from the gym. Bucky stayed and took a nap, just a little bit exhausted from the constant stream of sex he’d had since he got here less than 24 hours ago. Still, when Steve got back, sweaty and sore and muscles flexing and spent, it was all Bucky could do to not pounce on him then and there. Steve was amused as he bent Bucky over the back of the couch and fucked him.

Bucky squeezed around Steve’s cock like a vice to keep himself from coming. It took everything he had and when Steve came inside him, Bucky whimpered and cried from the effort it took for him not to come.

“Poor baby boy,” Steve murmured. “Being a good boy is so hard isn’t it?”

“Yes, Daddy,” Bucky moaned. “Please, it hurts so much. Need to come, Daddy.”

“You can’t wait just one more day for Daddy?” Steve murmured, nuzzling Bucky’s neck. “Daddy promises it’ll be worth the wait. Just gotta be patient.”

Bucky groaned. “It’s not fair!”

“It’s not fair,” Steve agreed. “But it’s fun. For Daddy, anyway.”

Bucky got a break for a few hours after that. Steve showered and dressed himself and they went out for lunch. Bucky had a plug in his ass, but it didn’t vibrate and aside from that, it was just like any other lunch date they’d had over the past couple months. Steve took him to a seafood restaurant that had a view of the bay and they ate lunch on a beautiful patio with a generous breeze.

As soon as they got back, though, Steve pushed Bucky to his knees and jacked off until he came on Bucky’s face. Then he fed Bucky every drop.

“Eleven.”

The twelfth time was in the elevator. Steve had to go downstairs to get a delivery of groceries and brought Bucky along. Bucky was a bit nervous, before Steve said that the rest of the team was away on a mission and wouldn’t be there. Bucky knelt in the elevator and sucked Steve’s cock like his life depended on it. The only time it left his mouth was when Steve left to get the groceries, which apparently were delivered in boxes. He just picked up the each stack and put them in the elevator before returning to fuck Bucky’s mouth.

He came before they were back up at Steve’s floor and Bucky grinned. His jaw ached. His ass ached. His entire body felt like he’d run a marathon and he was just starting to get runner’s high. He wondered if there was such a thing as sex high.

“Twelve,” he said.

Bucky accidentally touched himself sometime at dinner. It had happened while he sat in Steve’s lap and Steve knew the exact moment that it happened. Bucky could practically feel his displeasure and disappointment as he was lifted completely off Steve’s cock.

“Bucky,” he said. “You know the rules.”

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” Bucky said. “It was an accident, I didn’t think, I’m sorry.”

Steve’s face was stoic and impassive he bent Bucky over the table and stood up.

“Who gets to make you come, Bucky?” Steve asked. Bucky swallowed.

“You do, Daddy,” he said.

“Who gets to touch you?” Steve asked, pulling Bucky’s hair back. Bucky hissed in pain.

“You do, Daddy,” he groaned. “I’m sorry.”

“Gotta punish you now,” Steve said. “Stay here.”

Bucky listened as he walked out of the room. He returned soon after and Bucky felt something leather and thin brush against his bare ass. His breathing hitched as he thought of Steve’s belt.

“This is your first offense,” Steve said. “So… I’m thinking one for every time I’ve come this weekend. How many times was that again?”

Bucky swallowed. “Twelve, Daddy.”

“Hmm, I think I’ll add another one for the one you want to have,” he said. “Ready?”

“Yes, Daddy,” Bucky said with a nod.

“You remember your safewords?” Steve asked.

“Red for stop, yellow for slow down,” Bucky said.

“Good,” Steve said.

With that, he brought the belt down across Bucky’s ass and Bucky shouted with pain as it bloomed across his ass. Each one felt like hell, landing at precisely the same place over and over again. The belt stung like nothing Bucky had ever felt in his life. By the 5th strike, tears were rolling down his face. He gasped as the next landed not on his ass, but on his thighs.

“Fuck!” he cried. “Fuck, it hurts!”

“I know it hurts,” Steve said as he brought the next strike down on him. “It’ll be over soon.”

It felt like an eternity. The time between each strike seemed like forever. By the time the twelfth strike landed on Bucky’s ass, he was sobbing openly from the pain. His ass burned, his thighs burned, his legs trembled with the effort to keep himself standing. The last strike came down on Bucky’s ass and he cried out in pain and relief as he heard the belt fall to the floor.

“It’s over, baby, it’s done,” Steve murmured as he kissed Bucky’s face. He gathered Bucky into his arms and held him. “You did so good, baby boy. You were so good taking your punishment.”

“I’m s-sorry, Daddy,” Bucky sobbed against Steve’s chest. “I was just so horny, hurts so much.”

“I know, baby boy, I know,” Steve replied. “It’s okay, now. It’s all okay.”

Bucky sniffed. “Are we done playing?” he asked.

“Do you want to be?” Steve asked. Bucky shook his head and Steve smiled gently as he lifted Bucky up and sat him back down gently on his cock. Bucky moaned as Steve fucked up into him gently. “Daddy’s good little boy. So good for me.”

Bucky bit Steve’s shoulder to keep from coming just from the words alone. Steve groaned but his pace remained slow and gentle. His hands ran up along Bucky’s body, caressing him gently and tenderly. They moaned together as their bodies moved, Steve’s cock deep inside him and moving against his prostate. Bucky’s hands gripped Steve’s pecs as he bounced on Steve’s cock.

“Daddy,” he whined. “Come for me, please? Can I have your come, Daddy?”

“Fuck, baby, yes!” Steve moaned as he thrust up into Bucky’s ass and came. Bucky moaned with him as he felt Steve’s cock pulse and twitch inside him as he was filled once again with his hot seed. He collapsed against Steve’s body and smiled.

“Thirteen.”

Steve was gentle with him the rest of the weekend. He put a soothing ointment on Bucky’s ass and thighs and dressed him in soft, loose fitting clothes. They didn’t have sex again that night, and to be honest, Bucky was a little relieved.

He woke up the next morning with Steve’s hand in his pants. He gasped and moaned as he bucked in Steve’s grip. Bucky smiled down at him and kissed him gently. Bucky whined and tightened his core again like it was second nature now.

“Baby, you’ve been so good for Daddy,” Steve purred. “Come for me, baby.”

The words washed over Bucky like a cold waterfall. He gasped and let go. He moaned loudly as Steve’s mouth wrapped around his length and swallowed him down. He bobbed on Bucky’s cock for a full minute before Bucky came with a cry. It exploded from him like the fucking Death Star of orgasms. He shook and convulsed for what seemed like forever before he slumped back against the bed, gasping for breath and now fully awake. Steve came off him and kissed him.

“That’s one,” he said with a grin. “Let’s see how many more you got.”

This man will kill me, Bucky thought. He’d enjoy every moment.

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Chubby Bunny

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: so. much. WLW. FLUFF. I usually don’t put wlw or mlm as a warning because it shouldn’t be a warning in 2019, but I’m just doing it to prepare y’all for the CUTE

Request:  Can I request a Natasha imagine? They are dating and the Avengers go to pick reader up from wisdom teeth removal and she's still really loopy and says a bunch of stuff like. "Have you seen my girlfriend Natasha? She's so beautiful and smart." And "She does the most adorable stuff when she's sleepy." And Clint and Tony especially won't stop teasing them later.

Feedback is always welcomed and encouraged! (: x

"You guys, I love you all so much," you cried into Nat's lap. "But I want my girlfriend right now!"

Clint and Tony gave each other a knowing look before glancing back at you. You were completely slumped in the back seat of Tony's car. The cotton in your mouth was full of bloody spit, but no one would be able to change it until you got back to the compound. Getting your wisdom teeth removed had been an easy procedure, but the drugs were hitting you a lot harder than the doctor expected.

You were quite a mess.

"I'm right here, love." Nat ran her fingers along your arm in hopes it would calm you down, but you shook her touch off.

"No! My girlfriend's name is Tasha, and she's my cuddle bear!"

Tony flipped on the camera that he set up on his dash for this exact moment. He had a feeling you'd start spilling your secrets about Nat, which is why he offered to drive. He wanted to have ammo for any future blackmail he may need.

"Turn it off, Tony, or I swear I'll shave your hair in your sleep," Nat threatened.

He shook his head and gave her a smirk in the rearview mirror. "No can do, cuddle bear! I've been looking forward to this moment since you told me she was going to get her teeth pulled out. I intend to record every moment of it! Now, Y/N, you were saying something about your girlfriend Tasha?"

It was hard for you to speak because of the cotton, but you didn't seem to mind. You were willing to fill this whole car with drool if it meant you could talk about your woman.

"When Tasha gets real sleepy, she loves to cuddle! She likes to cling on my back like a koala!" You began to make monkey noises but stopped when you realized that wasn't the sound koalas made.

Clint covered up his laughter with a cough, and Nat shot him a warning glare. Everyone always assumed that Nat had more of the dominant personality in the relationship. It had nothing to do with sex - it was just the way she acted when she was around other people. But it was far from the truth. Clint knew just how whipped she was when it came to you. You had her wrapped around your little finger.

"Have I mentioned how beautiful she is? She's so, so beautiful! She's got these eyes-" You trailed off when you looked up at Nat. The realization that your Tasha was here hit you, and you smiled as wide as you could without hurting yourself. "Tasha! You're here! I was just talking about how pretty your eyes were!"

She used a tissue to wipe some of the bloody drool off your chin, biting her lip to keep herself from laughing at your state. You were going to freak out when you finally came to your senses and heard everything you said.

"I know you were," she mused. "You've been quite the chatterbox today!"

"I can't help it! I just love you so much, I want to be able to tell everyone!"

You didn't notice the way the others grew quite after your declaration. You started listing all the reasons why you loved her, completely oblivious to the looks Clint and Tony were giving Nat. They knew the big L-word was something you two hadn't shared with each other yet.

It wasn't that she didn't love you - she knew deep down she did - but it had everything to do with the fact that it was a huge commitment. Nat was terrified one day she'd lose you. Or you'd lose her. The heartbreak that comes with letting someone in and loving them was something Nat knew all too well. In the beginning of your relationship, it had been hard for her to accept that she felt anything besides sexual desire for you. She never planned on getting attached to you again, but you were. . .you.

You had a huge heart, yet you were fierce. You never hesitated when you had to kick someone's ass, but you were the first to take care of someone and make sure they were okay. You knew the difference between someone who was truly evil and someone who could be redeemed.

You had a list of reasons why you loved Nat, but you were unaware that she had a list too. She'd remember all the reasons she fell for you when you cuddled up to her at night and whispered sweet nothings in her ear. You were everything she ever wanted and needed. She just needed to remove her training and love you with all her heart.

"Tasha?" You reached up and caught a tear with your finger. You marveled at it like you had never seen a tear before. "Why are you crying?"

"I just love you, my little chubby bunny. I got a little overwhelmed by it," Nat replied honestly.

"Oh," you giggled. "Is it 'cause I'm so sexy? I know I'm really irresistible right now."

You tried to wiggle your eyebrows, but your entire face was numb, so you had no idea if you were actually succeeding at doing so. Nat rolled her eyes and leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead. She made a mental note to cut your pain medicine dosage in half. You didn't need to get this loopy every time your mouth was hurting you.

As cute as this moment was, she didn't need everyone in the compound knowing you call her your cuddle bear.

Tony cleared his throat and turned the camera off. "Well, this got a lot more sentimental than I expected."

"I know," Clint piped in, "I was hoping for some good stuff."

"Good stuff? You mean like the time I got Tasha to beg on her knees for sex because I'm so irresistible?" You tried to sit up, but your head started spinning. You ended up falling back into Nat's lap.

"Seriously? You had to say that once the camera was off?" Tony groaned loudly. That was exactly what he needed for ammo, and now he'd never be able to prove what you said. And he knew no one would believe him if he tried to tell them without proof.

Nat placed her hand over your mouth, ignoring the feeling of your spit all over it. "I think it's time we take a nap!"

You giggled against her hand and adjusted yourself to get comfortable for a nap. There was still a twenty-minute ride to the compound, and you were suddenly very tired.

You didn't know it yet, but you were really going to regret letting Tony drive you when you woke up.

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stuckysheart reblogged your post and added:

Ummmm…behind the scenes work is just as important...

I’m sorry but I am literally Kate’s number one fan and the fact you think I’m upset because she’s not doing what I want her to do sucks. She’s finally off of her year of maternity leave, Meghan and Harry are about to go off on their maternity/paternity leave, and she has a husband who can spend time with the children if that’s the issue. You talk about behind the scenes work? What work? Where is it in the CC?

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stuckysheart replied to your post “stuckysheart replied to your post “Who were the kids standing in from...”

I take that back. I checked multiple sources...BBC, ITV, People...and all of them are identifying the young man in glasses as James.

You really had me questioning myself this morning! lol That’s crazy that they all think he’s James! He doesn’t look like him lol