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November 2023 MTH fills

Are you in the festive holiday mood? See all the fills that people gifted in November below!

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SOLO CHARACTERS

BUCKY BARNES

Ginger/@your-ginger-angel - Cross-stitch piece of Bucky holding flowers based on art by eklixio for epicstuckyficrecs (MTH 2022)

LOKI

Eustacia Vye/@eustaciavye28 - "Glorious Purpose" (post-Loki S2 finale fic where Loki visits the people he cares about) for moonyroony

KAMALA KHAN

Jason K Jones/@jkjones21 - Art of 616 Kamala in her X-Men uniform running and raising her embiggened fist for illogicalkat

Jason K Jones/jkjones21 - Art of 616 Kamala chilling out reading fic for psychiccatpanda

MIGUEL O'HARA

@caiabresebun - Art of shirtless Miguel toweling his hair after showering for nostalgicatsea

SAM WILSON

@ghostcwtch - Handmade ceramic mug featuring Sam's Falcon symbol for bulkyphrase

STEVE ROGERS

ghostcwtch - Handmade ceramic mug featuring the Captain America shield for bulkyphrase

RoseRose/tehroserose - "Wherever Flames May Rage" (an AU sonnet about firefighter Steve) for starksnack

TONY STARK

@deehellcat - Fingerless knitted Iron Man gauntlet gloves for hannahshattuck

RoseRose/tehroserose - "Interrobang" (a sestina about Tony finding joy in discovery) for @kerravonsen

VENOM

deehellcat - Tiny crocheted Venom dragon for Turbulent Muse

GEN/PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS

AVENGERS TEAM & TONY STARK

@queenofalotofdifferentworlds - "The Customer" (bakery AU fic where Steve and his team run a bakery and meet Tony) for sofreakinmanyfandoms

BRETT MAHONEY & MATT MURDOCK

@not-madder-red - "Saved" (canon-divergent MCU Brett & Matt fic where Brett is the officer who came to the scene in Daredevil S1E8) for kimmycup

PETER PARKER & FLASH THOMPSON

seekrest/@seek--rest

- "on little light" (Devil Wears Prada-inspired secret identity AU fic where Peter works as Tony's assistant at SI) for LoveReading84

PETER PARKER & TONY STARK

Khalixa/@khalixascorner

- "Made From Love" (fluffy AU fic where alpha Tony is a single dad to omega Peter) for muscatlove (MTH 2022)

seekrest/seek--rest - "on little light" (Devil Wears Prada-inspired secret identity AU fic where Peter works as Tony's assistant at SI) for LoveReading84

SHIPS

BRUCE BANNER/THOR

@cthooliac - Matching chibi MCU Bruce/Thor charms for @blueeyesblazing (MTH 2022)

BUCKY BARNES/CLINT BARTON

cassandrasfischer - "Espresso" (MCU Bucky/Clint fic where Clint tries to figure out what kind of coffee Bucky likes) for effervescentaardvark (MTH 2022)

BUCKY BARNES/NATASHA ROMANOV

@spinachgarden - "no grave can hold my body down (i'll crawl home to her)" (canon-divergent post-Blip MCU Bucky/Nat fic) for call-me-kayyyyy (MTH 2022)

BUCKY BARNES/SAM WILSON

@sumbacky - Art of Sam and Bucky on holiday together for yavannie (MTH 2022)

BUCKY BARNES/STEVE ROGERS

@cutecumber-flower - Art of Steve and Bucky visiting a war friend's grave for randomosityb (MTH 2021)

BUCKY BARNES/STEVE ROGERS/NATASHA ROMANOV

@cristinuke - "l'enfer fini" (Bucky/Steve/Nat MCU A/B/O fuck or die fic) for zepysgirl (MTH 2021)

BUCKY BARNES/STEVE ROGERS/TONY STARK

Dodo/@dodomedic - "The affairs of Tsums and Dragons" (Steve/Bucky/Tony dragon A/B/O tsums AU fic) for aquatigermice

BUCKY BARNES/TONY STARK

@kandisheek - Bucky/Tony package including lavender-scented pillows, earrings, bracelets, necklaces, magnets, and Avengers stickers for ruquas (extra photo)

ERIK LEHNSHERR/CHARLES XAVIER

flightinflame - "What Makes You Stronger" (post-X-Men: First Class Charles/Erik soulmates fic) for redgauntletblueshield (MTH 2022)

JAMES "RHODEY" RHODES/TONY STARK

holistic_alcoholic/@holistic-alcoholic - "The Power Throuple of the Century" (MCU Rhodey/Tony fic where everyone thinks Rhodey, Tony, and Iron Man are a throuple due to Tony's secret identity) for sofreakinmanyfandoms

LOKI/MOBIUS

WinterRaven/@ravensonata - "Alchemy of Love, Illusion, and Fire" (shapeshifting dragon!Loki/knight!Mobius AU fic) for mirilya (MTH 2022)

LOKI/TONY STARK

SpaceCrazyArtist and @arabesqueangel - "Centuries Old and Unbending" (Loki/Tony arranged royal marriage AU fic which SpaceCrazyArtist is illustrating) for Xavier845 (MTH 2021)

NED LEEDS/PETER PARKER

happyaspie/@yes-i-am-happyaspie - "Catalyst" (MCU Ned/Peter fic where they get together—awkwardly—with a little push from MJ) for Lady Gigi

PETER PARKER/MARY JANE WATSON

seekrest/seek--rest - "everywhere, everything" (Marvel's Spider-Man 2 (PS5) Peter/MJ hopeful epilogue fic where Peter takes a break while dealing with his guilt) for metaderivative (MTH 2022)

PETER PARKER/TONY STARK

khalixa/khalixascorner - "Like Father Like Son" (dark Peter/Tony AU fic where Loki messes with them with a fake paternity scare) for guardianofthepeanutwrites (MTH 2022)

stillheremydear - "The Best Kept Secret" (canon-divergent Peter/Tony secret identity AU fic) for muscatlove (MTH 2022)

STEVE ROGERS/SAM WILSON

ghostcwtch - Handmade ceramic mugs featuring the Captain America shield and Falcon symbol for bulkyphrase

STEVE ROGERS/TONY STARK

queenofalotofdifferentworlds - "The Customer" (Steve/Tony bakery AU fic where Steve and his team run a bakery and meet Tony) for sofreakinmanyfandoms - "Captain Obvious and Oblivious Man" (post-Avengers Steve/Tony fic where Tony gets kidnapped) for starksnack - "Nowhere Else To Go" (Steve/Tony AU fic where warlord Steve offers himself to king Tony to save his people) for oper1895

RoseRose/tehroserose - "Pride Blinds" (2012 MCU Steve/Tony enemies-to-lovers sonnet) for starksnack

#monthly roundup #november 2023 #mth 2021 #mth 2022 #mth 2023

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Tsumthing Unexpected

AN: I have no excuse. I got Tsum Tsum on my@buckybarnesbingo card (C4) and was reminded of the fics I’ve read on AO3 by helens78, buckybleeds and Tiger_Niki. So… yeah…I could have made something fluffy and sweet. I didn’t.

I’m envisaging the Large Tsum tsums here.

Beta’d by @zenaidamacrouras1 who now needs mind bleach and probably some counselling

Dividers by @firefly-graphics, moodboard and (questionable) art by me (NSFT version on my AO3 account)

Master list | BBB Master list

Summary: Bucky hates wizards. He especially hates wizards who transform his boyfriends into sentient stuffies when they had a weekend of sex planned. Sam and Joaquín don’t think their plans should change, even if they can only communicate in beeps.

Relationship: Bucky Barnes x Sam Wilson x Joaquín Torres

Word count: 4k

CW: Author is going to hell, Crack Fic, slight angst and discussions of polyamory, magical transformation, Tsum Tsum Sam Wilson, Tsum Tsum Joaquín Torres, Sentient stuffies, Crack Smut, Bucky can’t believe what he’s actually doing, Enthusiastic consent (even if it is made with beeps) overuse of the word ‘flipper’, It’s so wrong and I’m so sorry, but also not sorry.

If there was one thing Bucky really hated, it was wizards. Sorcerers. Magicians. Whatever they called themselves. All of them were capital T trouble and the one that he, Sam and Quín were currently up against was no exception. Completely psychopathic, he’d given himself the epitaph of ‘The ToyMaster’ and had been terrorising the East Coast for weeks, kidnapping people and using some unknown magic to turn them into toys for his collection.

Now here the three heroes were, storming The ToyMaster’s lair, intent on stopping his madness. It had taken some time to locate it, but now they had, Bucky was eager to bring the miscreant to justice. He’d like to say it was because he had a burning desire to stop him - and that wasn’t untrue - but more than that, he just wanted to be back at home, either in the house 40 minutes outside of New Orleans, or in the apartment in D.C. with the men he loved.

Their dynamic was new Bucky had been very confused at first, both with the way that his heart rate had picked up when Joaquín had overtly flirted with him, but also with the way that when Joaquín had flirted with Sam as well, Bucky hadn’t felt any jealousy or anxiety at all. In fact, all he’d felt was a rush of arousal, images of Sam and Joaquín kissing - touching - filling his head and making him want. It had taken a few shots of Asgardian Mead for him to build up the courage to speak to Sam about it.

They’d been in their house, home after a rough mission - hence the alcohol - with Bucky resting his head in Sam’s lap as they both pretended to watch the TV. He’d been running what he’d wanted to say around and around in his mind during their companionable silence before he finally got the guts to say it.

“Sam?” Even to himself his voice had sounded uncharacteristically nervous. “You don’t get upset, or anything, when Quín flirts with me, do you?”

Sam hadn’t replied straight away, continuing to stroke Bucky’s hair with one hand, and lifting his beer to his lips with the other, taking a long drink from it, before placing it back down. Bucky’s heart had been in his mouth when Sam had looked down at him, his dark topaz eyes unreadable.

“Sugar, I get as upset as you do when he flirts with me. Which is to say I get the opposite of upset.”

Bucky had felt his eyes widen, his head spinning from Sam’s words, although he was certain the alcohol was helping increase the feeling of discombobulation. He’d reached his hand up, cupping Sam’s cheek, feeling the warmth of his skin and the scratch of his facial hair. “But I love you, Sam. Why are my feelings all confused?”

Sam had smiled then, revealing the too-cute gap between his teeth and crinkles had formed around his eyes. “I know you do, baby. Never had any doubts. But sometimes, some people have really big hearts. Hearts that are so big that there’s room for more than one person. I’ve always had thoughts about that myself. Never been with anyone else who’d consider it though. Jay is cute though.”

Sam had sat back and took another pull of his beer, leaving Bucky to ruminate on what he’d said. Fifteen minutes passed, a new episode of the show started, and Bucky had let his thoughts have a voice again.

“Quín likes both of us, doesn’t he? And you like him as well as me. And I… I like him as well as you. What would it be?”

“I dunno, Buck. We don’t really know what Jay wants. Maybe he just wants the fantasy. Maybe a one-time experience to look back on to say he’s done it. Potentially he wants the whole thing - a relationship. We won’t know unless we take the next step.”

Bucky had mused for another few moments, watching the play of light from the TV over the angles of Sam’s face. “And do you want to take that next step?” Sam lent forward and pressed a soft kiss to Bucky’s lips.

“Only if you want to, Sugar. We’re a team here, and that’s not gonna change.”

“You been thinking about this for a while then? Why didn’t you bring it up sooner?” Bucky had quizzed.”

“I thought it would be better for your oblivious, geriatric ass to process it a bit first. Didn’t want to freak you out by bringing up threesomes and polyamory and risk a heart attack.” The skin around Sam’s eyes had crinkled as he teased Bucky.

“Geriatric?” Bucky’s expression had been one of faux indignation and he’d grabbed a cushion and whomped Sam with it, before sitting up and looming over him. “I’ll show you who’s geriatric.”

A week later, after another successful mission, sat in a booth in a quiet part of their favourite D.C. bar, they had taken the next step, Sam’s molasses smooth voice letting Quín know that if he wanted to do something about how he felt about the two of them, then the ball was in his court. Sam and Bucky had held hands on top of the tables, both proffering their empty hands across the scarred wood. Joaquín had blushed, but taken their hands in his. Warm and surprisingly soft.

A few weeks had passed since then. Joaquín obviously hadn’t wanted a one night thing, although the memories of that first night will be forever seared in Bucky’s brain. The only word to describe it would be transcendent. Joaquín still had his own place - wasn’t with them twenty four seven - but this weekend Bucky and Sam had planned on giving Quín a set of keys - to both the house and the apartment. They’d also planned on a lot of sex. However, they had a narcissistic megalomaniac to deal with first and he was definitely pissing Bucky off.

The main problem was that it was difficult to tell which of those currently fighting them were mindless drones of the ToyMaster’s invention, and which were real people he’d transformed. They were having to use non-lethal force and hope that when - if - the victims got transformed back there wouldn’t be any lasting damage.

Bucky was running through the warehouse complex, trying to get to the centre where the ToyMaster was bouncing around with unreserved glee. He was also having to not punch a bunch of clowns as hard in the face as he wanted to. Sam and Quín were darting through the sky, armed with tranquilisers, taking out the unwilling henchmen and women who were shooting them with abandon.

For a moment, Bucky actually felt as though he was making some headway, fighting his way through the throng and getting closer to the villain, but then it all went wrong. The world slowed down around him as two life size Barbie dolls, their movements stilted by their fixed arm positions and their reduced points of articulation, pulled some kind of multicoloured circus style cannon from one of the warehouses. They aimed it up at the sky, and with a deafening boom and a burst of glitter, Sam and Quín fell to the ground.

“No!” The sound of his own voice startled Bucky out of his stupor, and with renewed vigour he forced his way through, leaping up on to the small covered dais the ToyMaster was jigging atop. He had absolutely no qualms about hurting this psychopath. “Don’t,” punch, “hurt,” punch, “my,” punch, “boyfriends!” The Toymaster crumpled to the floor and immediately his transformed toys stopped what they were doing and crumpled to the floor, like puppets with their strings cut. Bucky didn’t waste any time - he ran straight over to where Sam and Joaquín were lying still on the floor. Or rather where the strange toys were that had been Sam and Joaquín.

“What the fuck?” Bucky dropped to his knees. Both of them appeared to be soft toy versions of themselves, but if they’d been turned into cylinders. Instead of hands and feet, they had little flippers and were about 18 inches long. The one that was obviously Sam had a little scowl on its face - beady little black eyes looking up at Bucky from underneath a miniature pair of red tinted goggles. Joaquín appeared to be sleeping, letting out little snores and a bubble of drool.

“Meep!” said Sam. “Meeeeeeeeep!”

“Jesus Christ…” Bucky pulled his phone from his pocket and dialled a number. “Hey Doc, it’s Barnes. I’ve got something really strange I need you to look at…”

With a sigh, Bucky placed Sam and Joaquín down on the bed. Joaquín was awake now and he and Sam were beeping away at each other. Bucky was glad they at least had each other to talk to, although he was intrigued as to what they were actually saying.

Strange had portaled over with Wong before Bucky had even hung up his call. The two sorcerers had looked over Sam, Quín and all the other transfigured people, before stepping to the side to chat. Bucky was sitting on the dusty floor, with a still sleeping Joaquín in his lap and Sam angrily shuffling around the floor, beeping and waving his front flippers around indignantly. Bucky had to admit that, now the shock had worn off a bit and Strange and Co. were on the case, his boyfriends’ toy forms were rather cute.

“Sergeant?” Bucky turned his head and looked up at Doctor Strange. “Wong and I are going to work with SWORD to get all the other victims somewhere safe while we work on a spell to return them to normal. Your captive is not being very helpful in that regard, although that is made more difficult by the fact he has a broken jaw.” Bucky raised an eyebrow and refused to feel sorry. “However,” Strange continued, “we don’t see that there would be an issue with you taking the Captain and the new Falcon home with you. They’d probably prefer that to being in a sterile hospital environment.”

“Meeeeeep! Meep beep, be-beeep!” Sam wiggled his way across the ground and started to smack at Strange’s booted foot with a flipper. Bucky chuckled as Strange looked down at Sam, eyes wide with confusion.

“I think he doesn’t appreciate being left out of the conversation, Doc. I haven’t worked out how to communicate with him yet, but he is still Sam and he does appear to have all his faculties.” Sam hopped around to face Bucky and glared. Bucky couldn’t help it.

“You’re so cute when you’re angry. You know that, Sammy?”

“Beep beep beeeeep!” Bucky didn’t need a translator to work out what Sam was saying then.

“Okay, okay. I’m sorry. I take it you’d like to go home until this gets sorted out? Waggle your right flipper for yes and your left for no.”

Sam’s right flipper went up in the air, waving so fast it was a blur.

“Well,” Strange drawled. “That settles it. Where do you want to go?”

Bucky had decided on the D.C. apartment - it was smaller and his thinking was that he could keep track of his fuzzy-formed boyfriends easier. Also, being so central he could get take-out and grocery deliveries so he wouldn’t need to worry about leaving them alone. Quín had woken up just before he’d stepped through the portal, one boyfriend in each arm. Unlike Sam, Quín didn’t seem to be in any way distressed by this turn of events, and just huffed a cute sigh into Bucky’s neck and beeped quietly.

WIth them safely ensconced on the bed, Bucky sat down beside them and took off his boots and tactical jacket, still trying to wrap his mind around what had happened. Right now Sam and he were supposed to be reducing Quín to a gibbering, drooling wreck, but instead he had to babysit two sentient fluffy burritos.

There was a nugging against his thigh and he looked down to see Joaquín butting up against him. Bucky smiled at him. He really was extra cute in this form. “Hey, baby-boy. What can I help you with?”

“Beep!” Joaquín tilted to the side and wiggled one of his back flippers, and then peered over the edge of the bed to look at Bucky’s boots.

“You want your boots off?”

Joaquín smiled at him. “Meep.” He then rolled over and wiggled, the tiny zipper on his suit moving with him.

Bucky’s lips twitched at the corners, and he smothered a laugh. “You want it all off? Well I suppose, even like this, it can’t be comfortable to have that suit on for longer than is needed. Come on then.”

Bucky plucked the fuzzy boots from each little flipper, and Joaquín waggled them endearingly once they were free to the air. Next Bucky gripped the suit zipper between his left thumb and forefinger and gently pulled it down. Joaquín let out another cute sigh as Bucky peeled it from him, however, there was something, or rather two things, that were unexpected.

Considering the fact that Quín, and presumably Sam had removable suits, Bucky had assumed that all of their clothes had been replicated in fuzzy form, but just like a doll, there was only one layer. Joaquín was naked underneath his suit. However, unlike a doll, he was not rocking the androgynous ‘Ken doll’ look.

“Okay…,” Bucky breathed out. “That’s a tiny fuzzy nubbin penis.”

Meeeeeep!” Joaquín squeaked indignantly.

“Sorry, sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. I…uh… just didn’t expect it.”

Joaquín huffed, hopped around and then wiggled his way across the bed. Bucky’s eyes went wide, because Joaquín also had a fuzzy little butthole too. He brought a palm up to his face.

“If I could go back to being a pile of dust right now, that would be way less weird…”

“Beep?”

Bucky uncovered his eyes and saw Sam smiling up at him.

“Hey, baby. How are you doing? Strange day or what?”

“Meep-meep.” Fuzzy toy Sam still had the gap in his tooth, and Bucky had the overriding urge to just cuddle him. He picked Sam up, flipper arms and legs flapping and gave him a small squeeze, resting his face on Sam’s side. Sam twisted a little in his arms and pressed a furry kiss to Bucky’s nose.

“Meep beep meep.”

“Yeah, love you too, Sam. Do you also want out of your suit? You and Quín can be naked little fuzzies together.”

“Phht.” Sam blew him a raspberry and Bucky chuckled once again, before placing him down and divesting him of his clothes. Once naked, Sam made his way across the bed towards Joaquín, who was starting to fall asleep again, but not before he looked back at Bucky, waggled his eyebrows and shook his fuzzy ass. Bucky just looked at him.

“Really, Sam? Even as a cuddly toy you’re still flirting? Fuck my life.” Bucky slapped his hands down onto his thighs and stood up. “I’m off to get a shower. Please, for the love of God, don’t get into any trouble in the next 10 minutes. Maybe you could take a leaf out of Quín’s book and have a nap?

Sam shrugged then cuddled his nude form up against Quín’s. “Me-meep.”

Bucky shook his head, and headed into the bathroom.

Bucky ended up spending longer in the shower than anticipated. He still couldn’t seem to get his head around it. Sure, he’d seen - and done - some weird shit in his time, but this was ridiculous.

He stepped out of the cubicle, wrapped a towel around his waist and was rubbing at his hair with another when he became aware of strange noises coming from the bedroom. Strange squeaky noises.

“What the hell?” He threw the smaller towel into the sink and walked back into the bedroom.

And stopped.

Mouth open.

His brain stalling as his eyes processed the sheer insanity he was seeing.

Joaquín was lying on his back and was the source of the squeaky noises. Noises that were being caused by Sam laying half over him, his tiny mouth stretched around Quín’s tiny nubbin penis.

“Jesus Christ guys!” Bucky’s vocal chords started up again as his legs propelled him across the room to the bed. “Really? You're horny? At a time like this?”

Sam opened his eyes, rolled them, but didn’t stop what he was doing. Joaquín carried on squeaking, and making breathy sighs.

Bucky didn’t know why he was that surprised - Joaquín had proven himself to be quite insatiable the past few weeks and they had planned on spending most of the weekend in bed. It seemed that his boyfriends had decided not to let a little thing like magical transformation get in the way.

What was more disturbing to Bucky though, was the fact that, somehow, this wasn’t NOT doing something for him. Despite the fact that Sam and Quín weren’t in human form, seeing them love on each other was having an effect on Bucky’s cock that his brain really thought it shouldn’t.

Joaquín’s squeaks were getting louder and louder, and once again, a translator wasn’t needed to work out what was happening. But then, Sam stopped. He pulled back from Quín and Bucky was shocked at the look of his young boyfriends plushie cock. Somehow it had changed colour, turning pinker at the end, just as his cock did when he was… normal. Bucky could see how it was straining, and it was also weeping. And this was so wrong!

Then it got wronger.

Joaquín moved his little head and looked at Bucky, eyes wide and squeaked straight at him.

“Meep!”

He wiggled his ass.

“Meep-meep!”

Bucky blanched. “Nuh-uh! No-fucking-way. Nope!”

Quín’s little face turned down. “Meeeeeeeep.” He sounded so dejected and Bucky immediately felt bad. He reached out to cup his cuddly head.

“Look, baby. I still love you, even though you’re a cuddly toy, but it just feels wrong to… you know… while you’re like this.”

Joaquín sniffed and fuck, was that a tear rolling down his soft squishy face?

“MEEP!” Sam headbutted Bucky’s thigh and glared at him, brows drawn together. “Me-meep beep, beep beep be-meep!” He looked straight at the tented towel in Bucky’s lap.

“Just because I’m aroused doesn’t mean I should actually do anything about it, Sam.”

Sam didn’t squeak back, but did something Bucky wasn’t anticipating - he took hold of the edge of the towel in his mouth and pulled it away, revealing Bucky’s aching cock to the cold air. Joaquín rolled back onto his front and waddled closer. Bucky was frozen to the spot as Joaquín pulled himself up onto Bucky’s lap and then began to back up towards his goal.

At the first touch of soft fuzz against his aching dick, Bucky panicked and grabbed Joaquín around his waist with both his hands, moving him away. “Woah! Wait a minute!” Joaquín waggled his four mini appendages and Bucky realised as he did that he was probably squeezing a little too hard. However, Joaquín didn’t seem to mind the man-handling - toy-handling? - because he let out a little purring noise and trembled in Bucky’s grip. His cock also gave a little twitch, brushing against Bucky’s fingers.

“You really want this, don’t you?” Bucky asked as he turned Quín around in his hands. Joaquín nodded enthusiastically. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Be-beep.” Joaquín replied and somehow Bucky knew what he meant.

Sam spat out the towel and with a front flipper patted Bucky on the leg to get his attention, and then flapped it towards the bedside drawer.

“Yeah - um - probably a good idea. I just hope I can get it out of the fluff. After.”

Shit. Was he really going to do this?

But despite his reservations he found himself placing Joaquín on his lap and leaning across to grab the bottle of lube from the drawer. Joaquín squeaked with joy and wiggled his ass. When he realised he was finally getting what he wanted Bucky smirked. “Yes, yes, baby. I’m getting there.”

He slicked up his cock then, wiping his hand on the discarded towel, placed one hand on Joquín’s fuzzy back and angled his cock towards the soft opening with the other. There was little resistance as he pressed forwards and Joaquín let out a happy squeal, not unlike the one he’d made the first time Bucky had fucked him.

“Oh God!” Despite the easy give, Joaquín was still deliciously tight around him - warm and soft. And there was something so taboo about this and he couldn’t stop, he couldn’t…

Bucky’s hands tightened again around Joaquín but he was no longer worried. Joaquín squeaked and chirped as Bucky used him like a flesh light, moving him up and down his cock, that was so hard he thought it would break.

“Fuck! Feels so good, baby. Shit. Just wanna keep doing this and never stop. Keep you like this all the time. My living sex toy. Fuck, Quín! I’m gonna…”

Bucky bit down on his bottom lip and came, feeling his releasing pumping inside of Quín’s soft body, as Quín himself let out a strangled squeak. Bucky felt a dribble of hot stickiness coat his hands and thighs as Joaquín came.

Bucky was breathing hard as he slowly pulled out and watched as his cum ran out over the soft material of Joaquín’s ass. Next to him, Sam let out a high pitched coo, and pushed his way under Bucky’s arm to get onto his lap as well, and without any ceremony pushed his plushy face up against Joaquín’s leaking hole.

Bucky let out a bark of laughter and lay back, his head propped on a pillow so he could watch the frankly insane scene in front of him. Joaquín purred as Sam ate him out, his boneless body lax on Bucky’s lap. After a few minutes Sam shuffled back, and partially turned to look at Bucky, the fluff on his face a mess from Bucky’s cum.

“Meep. Me-beep beep.” He waved a flipper at Joaquín and Bucky looked over to see that once again Joaquín was asleep.

Feeling rather foolish, Bucky placed Quín down on the bed, up by the pillow and pulled the coverlet up over him. He turned to Sam.

“You okay, sweetheart?”

Sam waggled his eyebrows and licked his lips, staring at Bucky’s cock that, thanks to serum, was already back at full mast.

“Meep meep.”

Bucky shook his head from side to side and rolled his eyes.

“Come here then, you fuzzy pervert.”

It was the sound of voices, low and conversational, that woke Bucky the next morning. He stretched out in the bed and as his hands met cold sheets either side of him, and not warm bodies, his memories kicked in. He sat up with a start.

Where were Sam and Joaquín? Why the fuck weren’t their fuzzy asses in the bed?

“If those two are fucking again, I swear to god…” he muttered to himself as he threw off the coverlet and grabbed a pair of pajama pants. Then he realised.

The voices. They were Sam and Quín’s. Actual words and not beeps.

He ran through the door, skidding across the hardwood floor to where his boyfriends were chatting, leaning against the breakfast bar, and threw an arm around each of them. He pressed a hard kiss to Sam’s smiling lips and then turned to plant one on Quín as well.

“You’re back! Thank fuck for that.”

A cough sounded from across the breakfast bar and Bucky looked up to see the no-nonsense face of Wong looking back at him. Bucky threw the sorcerer an unusually broad grin.

“Hey! Thanks, man. Thank you for giving me my boyfriends back. How are all the others?”

Wong's face softened. “They’re fine, Sergeant. In the end it was relatively simple to turn everyone back.”

“Madisynn figured it out,” Joaquín clarified with a smirk. Wong scowled at him.

“The universe has a funny way of providing solutions from the most unexpected of places.” He jumped down from his stool and straightened his top with both hands. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have so important Sorcerer Supreme business to attend to.” He swirled his hand in the air and a portal opened in a shower of golden sparks. With a nod to the three men he stepped through.

“Say hi to Synn for me,” Joaquín shouted after him and then they all watched as the portal closed.

Bucky pulled Sam and Joaquín in tighter to him. “I’m so glad to have you both back. I never want to go through anything like that again.”

“It was certainly fucking weird,” Sam agreed, but Joaquín just raised an eyebrow at Bucky.

“You mean you didn’t like using me as a sex toy?” he teased.

Bucky’s eyes narrowed. “Baby, you don’t need to be transformed into a stuffy for that. I can use you like a sex toy any time I wanna.”

“Prove it,” Joaquín shot back with a challenging smile, his dark eyes twinkling.

Bucky growled and canted his hips, and his hard dick, against Joaquín’s thigh. “I did, last week. And anyway - I think it’s Sam’s turn as he missed out last night.”

Sam moved around Bucky to press himself against Joaquín’s back and trail his lips up his neck. “Damn right it’s my turn.” His voice was deep and Bucky felt his heart pounding in his chest.

Joaquín slipped from their grasp and ran off towards the bedroom, laughing, Sam hot on his heels. Bucky watched them for a moment, hearts in his eyes. He loved them both so much and couldn’t wait until later when they gave Joaquín the keys. But first, there were ‘other’ things to attend to. He knocked back the remains of Sam’s coffee with a grimace and then followed his two loves into the bedroom.

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