#alpha bucky

[shamrockqueen]

Omega retreat : chapter 4

Pairing : Alpha Bucky x Omega reader

Warnings : R18, Eventual Smut, General Discomfort, nothing is what it seems, fluff, heart ache

Word count : 2131

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He was very understanding when you asked him to give you time to think about his invitation. It was the turning point you hoped to avoid just a little longer, appreciating instead that you could be just like any other normal girl. Yet, some things couldn't be left on the back burner.

The untouched notification continued to light up your inbox, no doubt just being the website’s way of ensuring their reservation went through and they would be paid.

You turned over to look at your phone and the little banner still sitting at the top that said, “You’ve been invited to reserve a cabin by JAMES BARNES.”

It was fitting that he’d picked the Gold Package, and you had to admit, a sexy getaway was incredibly tantalizing.

Yet, everything felt rushed, and you knew exactly why. You knew you were always going to give in, but ever since that conversation at the hospital, you wanted so badly for every choice to at least be your own. Something you wanted to do, not be coerced by circumstances.

You told yourself every second after you’d logged into your computer, your eyes still heavy with broken sleep, that this was still your decision. Accepting the invite would be your decision, no matter what reason you had to make it.

With one simple click, it was done, a cascade of hearts flooding the screen as their little mascot hopped around with joy. It was cute, yet still a little cheesy.

You set the computer aside before laying back on the bed and letting the small streaks of sun coming in from the window warm your skin. You felt so oddly relieved, yet still so anxious. It was a good start, better than what you had before.

A small ding sang through the peaceful morning, and once again you emerged from your little sheet cocoon to grab your phone from the nightstand. It was a message from Bucky, and he seemed as excited as ever to have gotten your confirmation.

‘Good morning :D’

You smiled at the message, feeling more relief spread through your tired body as you typed back.

‘Morning. I take it you got the notification.’

You watched as those three dots jumped inside the prospective chat bubble before two popped up at once.

‘I did indeed.’

‘You have no idea how happy this makes me.’

Everything he said always seemed to make your heart blossom with a new feeling of warmth. It really put into perspective how tiring all that stress and anxiety really was when it finally started to disappear.

Expressing his eagerness through text must not have been enough for him, as the phone buzzed to life in your hand before you could type another reply.

You didn’t hesitate to answer it, and your belly fluttered at the low rumble of his voice as it sang through the speaker.

“Hey, doll”

“Hi. You miss me already?”

You heard him chuckle softly, probably smiling at the bashful tone in your voice. “I hope I’m not coming on too strong.”

“No! I think it’s really sweet.”

It was nice to have someone care this much about your needs, especially above their own. It was someone who wanted to take care of you at what may well be your weakest.

You hear him clear his throat for a second, shaking the sweet and sugary vibe that the conversation had started on. “Do I have the date right? If not, then I can fix the reservation..”

“No, you remembered very well. I’m actually surprised.”

“I guess I’m just excited.”

“That makes two of us; I’m practically shaking in my boots.”

He laughed back at your goofy little retort, and you giggled nervously along with him.

“I was kind of afraid you’d say no.” His voice seemed to fall again as he spoke, giving you a glimpse of a few insecurities of his own. “Like, maybe I scared you away.”

“As if.” You laughed it off immediately, bemused at the thought that he’d consider himself anything more than the teddy bear he’d shown you.

“I needed some time to take it in for a second. I just felt so much in the moment, ya-know.” You smiled down at the phone as you spoke, hoping you could melt his fears just as he did yours. “Believe me, you're not scary one bit.”

You swear you could feel the laugh he’d let out as you chuckled with him.

He’d talked to you for hours, showering you with compliments as he finalized the details of your trip.

“Are you sure you’ll be able to take that time off? It is pretty soon.” You stepped around your kitchen, looking for a mug to pour some coffee into. Bucky watched your shapely form as it moved across his screen, smiling to himself before you turned back to the phone and caught his eyes wondering.

The conversation had since evolved into a video call, letting you see the actual smile on his face. There would be glimpses of the rough grain in his facial hair and the deepening blue of his eyes, but there were finer details that you couldn’t see.

You wanted to see so much more, and soon you will. That thought alone made you feel so much happier.

He brushed his hair back with his fingers, leaving a thick lock behind his ear and a few strands to fall back across his forehead and cheek.

“I’ll be just fine; help to be your own boss.”

“Oh? Big boss, man, huh?”

He huffed a chuckle before he spoke back, “A story for another time, but I’ll tell you now it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.”

You gave him a little pout.

“What about you?” He asked, in a clear attempt to redirect the conversation back to the original question.

“Oh, I always get my heat off. It’s kinda like that for Omega’s.”

You were more than lucky to work in an environment that was so welcoming to people like you, and you were sure that your supervisor would understand.

“Makes sense..” You watched his eyes wander from the screen as he pulled his phone from the pocket of his sweatpants. It looked so out of date that it was no wonder why he only used the webcam on his computer.

“Nice flip phone, grandpa.”

He laughed back at you with “gee thanks, doll” before tossing down the bad news. “I gotta go.”

“Awe, already.”

“Yeah, nothing like a work emergency on a Saturday.” You watched him toss the phone on his desk offscreen before turning back to you. “I can’t wait to see you, Omega.”

“I can’t wait either, Alpha.” You felt his eyes shift as you spoke, as if finally hearing you say his denomination so diffidently.

You tapped the red button on the phone screen, ending the call before you turned it off and set it aside.

By mid-afternoon, you’d since decided to knock out a few of your household chores. You were already elbow deep in some soapy dishwater when you heard another familiar ringtone. You fumbled for the dish towel nearby to dry your pruney fingers before grappling with your phone.

You accepted the call and called back a sweet greeting to one of your favorite people.

“Hi, mom.”

“Hi sweetie. I haven’t heard from you in a few days..” Her concern was sweet, but you were quick to cut her short, not wanting another reminder of the previous incident.

“I’m fine, mom.”

She sighed back, “I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“I know.”

“Any news?” Her voice lightened, truly hoping there would have been an update on your condition and even more so that it was promising.

There was plenty of news, wonderful news that you weren’t ready to break to your worrisome mothers just yet.

Better now than never, it seemed, “I met someone.”

“Oh?”

She didn’t sound happy, and every second afterward that she left you in silence made your once-airy mood deflate.

"He's uh...He’s an alpha.” Your jaw only tightens further as you wait for an answer back. Anything would be better than another ‘oh?’

“Well, that’s nice. W-where did you two..meet?” Her discomfort was never easily hidden, but at least she was trying.

“We met on this dating site, and we’ll be spending some time together soon.”

“I see. So is it a date to a cafe or dinner?”

“We’re going away for...." You struggled to find the words, "...it’s just this vacation rental somewhere quiet and calm.”

“Oh, a getaway. Sounds nice, but... you know your cycle will be coming soon. It’s probably best to be careful.”

“I-I'll be taken care of..."

“Are you sure? I can always be there to take care of you in case of another emergency.”

You felt your stomach tighten a little as she spoke.

“That’s actually why we’ll be out of town.” Your toes shifted along the floor, carting you to the fridge so you could grip the handle to better hold yourself upright.

She didn’t answer back right away, only giving you a weak “you can’t do that.”

It made the blood freeze in your veins, leaving your body tense against the refrigerator. “Mom..”

“Do you have any idea what might happen to you all that way from home?”

“I know what I’m doing.”

“The hell you do. You can’t do this. I can’t lose you.”

She seemed to spiral nearly as badly as you did.

“If I go through another heat without a partner, you fucking will lose me.” You nearly wailed as you yelled back into the phone, only to be met with a few moments of dead air.

It made the frantic beat of your heart seem louder and louder. Proof that no matter how calm the waters felt, you couldn’t escape the truth that swam beneath them.

“Sweetheart, I only want you to be safe.”

You knock your head back against the fridge before letting your body slide along the side of it, letting the newly mounting anxieties drag you down to the floor. “I’m not safe alone, mom.”

“I’m sorry. I know you wanted to wait for all this, and it’s not fair.” Her voice was just as weak as yours was now.

“It’s fine; I need to grow up sometime.” You said back, pulling your knees to your chest. You didn’t want to wallow in this disparity anymore; you were so sick of it all. It takes a single thought—a glimmer of hope shining through the dark clouds that have begun to circle around you.

You thought of Bucky.

“B..James’ is nice; I think you’d like him.” You had to quickly correct yourself, knowing his nickname had been sweet to you but could seem silly to others. You still remember the abashed laugh you gave when he first told you.

“I…good, that’s good.”

You knew that wasn’t what she wanted to say, and now you weren’t afraid to say it instead.

“You think you’d like him more if you’d gotten to meet him.”

“I didn’t say that, but yes.” You hear her voice wavering as she speaks. “I’m glad, though, that he’s nice. I hope you have fun on your trip.”

“Thank you, mom.”

“Please be safe, sweetheart. I love you.”

You sighed for a second before telling her you loved her too, and the call came to an end. You were still hugging your knees, nearly curling in on yourself in your kitchen. The floor was uncomfortable, and you finally unfolded yourself and pushed off of it. You missed the careless feeling you’d had while talking to Bucky, lamenting how easily your mood had dipped like a sinking ship.

It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fucking fair at all. Just when you thought you could escape the anxiety, it rounded its ugly head around each corner. Well, this time you wouldn’t be taking it lying down anymore.

You used this new momentum to spur yourself through the house and towards your bedroom. You bolted for your closet, determined now only to look ahead to your chance to get away from it all. You tore through your hung clothes, wanting to find anything that could impress your perspective, Alpha.

You found yourself leafing through more khaki shorts than you’d realized you’d owned. Faded sundresses and worn-out old sandals littered the pile, along with plain cotton panties in contrast to any lacy lingerie.

You still had a long way to go before you truly felt comfortable in your own skin. But certainly, a little shopping could do some good too.

There was a fire in your belly, burning you forward like an angry locomotive.

It will be a cold day in hell before anyone takes this opportunity away from you.

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[1800jjbarnes]

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬

【Synopsis】 : He wants to tip you over the edge to finally see if you liked him back. But neither of you could of guessed this would be the outcome.

『Word count』 : 1.81k

Paring: Bestfriend!Beefy!Bucky x Bestfriend!Reader

[Warnings] : Kissing, Thigh grabbing, some insecure thoughts, Teasing, nipple play, thigh riding, grinding, dry humping, making out, Switch/Dom/Sub dynamic, Domestic Sexual Tension, oral (reader receiving), fingering, multiple orgasms, riding, cheekyness. cute banter. Switch!Bucky, Switch!Reader, Dom!Bucky. Chubby Bucky.

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It was a joke, well if a joke played with your feelings then call you a comedian. Sitting on your Bestfriends couch with him turned at your side. His face was inches from yours, while his words soft as they slips off his tongue.

“You want this…” He asked, making red blush flood on your cheeks. His arm hooking around your waist as he inched closer, while you inched back. Again and again. Until you had nowhere else to go but down, falling onto your back with him on top of you. His lips still closing in on yours.

“Doll…” He whispers your nickname, bobbing his head as if he was egging you on to kiss you for real, but he never did. Only keeping them mere centimetres away. His hot breath pooled on your lips, as he licked his lips. Your eyes bore into his, getting lost in his bright blue rivers.

He wanted you to make the first move, he wanted you to seal the deal, but he knew you needed a push. A helping hand. Your embarrassment took over pushing him up with a whine. He chuckled the situation off, maybe he read you wrong.

You sat there for a moment while he stared at you. He leant down against the couch, leaning his head over the cushions to look up at the ceiling. He didn’t notice you watching him, your eyes scanning his body head to toe. Did he really like you the way you liked him? Were the feelings mutual? All these questions went around and around but it all ended in one conclusion.

You only live once right?

A saying Bucky lived by and would say whenever he was about to do something stupid with the combination of hurting himself in the process. But hey life is meant to be wild. You let out a small sigh, before moving fast, climbing onto Bucky's lap in seconds. He tilts his head up to make eye contact with you, his hand immediately going to the side of your thighs, fingers digging into the soft flesh.

You wait no time for his words or reactions, grabbing the sides of his face you smash your lips on his. He groans at your actions, holding you tight. One hand snaked around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest, while your hands left his cheeks to wrap around his neck. Your finger entangles in his hair, tugging lightly, gifting you another groan from him.

Your heart was racing fast, along with his. It was exciting and terrifying at the same time. Your friendship was ruined but now something new could blossom.

—

The room is hot… Heavy breathing coated the air. Bucky bit his bottom lip hard, fearing to draw blood as you continued to attack his neck. It was painted with marks in different shades of red and purple. You became drunk over his body, wanting to slide your tongue on every part you could retch. Your hips never stopped as they rolled fast and desperately. You wanted him so badly, willing to do anything and everything for him. You were lost under his touch.

“Doll, ah fuck.” His low groan went straight to your core, making you whimper in response. His hand that grips your thigh moves quick before slapping your covered ass. This action makes you sit straight up with a loud gasp. Bucky takes this opportunity to return the favour of neck kisses, latching his lips on your neck.

“B-buck…” You moan, gripping his shoulders. He gives your ass another slap before snaking his hand to the front hem of your shorts. He slides his tongue down to your collarbone, biting the soft flesh, making you cry out.

“Ah Fuck please.” He laughs at your cries, feeling a sadistic nature stir inside himself. He wanted nothing but to destroy you into a crying, whimpering mess. Only wanting his cock to satisfy you. But you were also his best friend, his partner in crime, and he wanted to ravish you in complements and sweet love. He was torn, but he’ll have you anyway at this point.  

You grind down on his thick thighs making him hisses through his teeth. The sound alone makes a tightness in your gut, whimpering in response. He brings both of his hands under your shirt to grab your breasts, making you lean back gasping for air as his rough hands fondle them. He frees his metal hand to bring it up your back before resting it on your neck, holding you still. You wiggle in his grasp, feeling his hand that fondles your chest rotate to grip the fabric of your shirt before pulling it up.

You help him throw it off you while keeping a hooded gaze down on him. His mouth is agape a bit and it’s almost cute as he gazes upon your half-naked form. You capture that awe in a kiss all while he flicks your nipples with his thumbs. You grind down on his cock again, feeling it harden underneath you. You break away from the kiss and breathe heavily into his cheek, giving another gentle kiss to his face.

“I need…” you can’t even finish the statement as Bucky grinds upwards into you. A gasp escapes your lips before you even know what you’re doing. Then suddenly, he is gripping you tightly by the hips and flipping you on your back. Your ass is still pressed tightly against his hips as he kneels over you on the couch. A smile spreads across your face as he takes his shirt off as well, revealing his soft but toned body. You reach up and run your hands down his body. From his chest, down his plump stomach to the band of his pants.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted you…” He says breathy, a smile shaking on his lips.

You lick your lips while eyeing the strain in his jeans. He’s pressed up against your opened legs frozen still with anticipation. He grinds down on you and the simple movement has you withering in his grip. All you can breathe out is a, “I could have a guess.” in response.

He leans down and softly chuckles in your ear. He begins placing kisses down your neck, slowly making his way down your chest. To your stomach and to the hem of your trackies. The gentle kisses are like sparks of fire in your gut, each and every one. He gives a pause at your pants though, looking up past his eyebrows.

“May I?” He asks, almost a whisper.

You nearly miss the question, caught in wanting him now. You nod. But he only sits up straight again.

“I want to hear you say it,” he says.

���Yes,” you all but whine out.

Finally, he takes your trackies and underwear off in one go, throwing them off to the side to be forgotten for now. Bucky shuffles himself down the couch a bit away from you all while holding your legs apart. You watch his head dip down between your legs and all too much is happening. But when you feel his hot breath wash over you, it sends a chill down your spine. Your legs tense but Bucky holds them open, his hands gripping your thighs. You gasp a loud as a hot tongue licks up your wetness. Your body feels alive, a fire burning down your spine. The coil of tightness inside your gut only grows stronger. You don’t know how much longer you’ll last. He suddenly latches onto your clit and a wave of desire as you arch up into his mouth. He pushes you down by your stomach, his large palm almost covering your belly.

He has you breathing so heavily as he sucks, slowly but meaningfully. A man on a mission. A man that has to have you shaking, moaning and gasping for air. Suddenly, there is a finger entering you. You didn’t even notice his hand left your thigh. The feeling sends fire to pool in your gut the fuel being his finger making it grow. You couldn’t handle anymore when he adds not one but two more inside with a steady pace. Deep and rough. You move your hips to the rhythm until a crash of pleasure spills from you.

“B-Bucky!” You try to pull away from him but he keeps his assault until you ride out your orgasm. He sits straight up pulling his fingers out of you. The wet noises would make you cringe on most occasions but in this situation, you didn’t care.

“Can you handle another…” He trails off, not wanting to push you. But you answer without words, instead pushing him back down so you situate yourself back in the position you started in. You, on top of him. You pull on his drawstrings before tugging at his pants. He helps you take them off, slipping his boxers off along with them. He can feel the heat of your core on his cock, your cum dripping out of you onto his thigh.

“I want to ride you.” You stated boldly, feeling a sense of confidence surging through you. His heart skips at your dirty words, his cock twitching in ache for you. He nods ridiculously, gulping down a ball of saliva. Your hand wraps around his cock, giving it a firm squeeze as you rise yourself to hover over him. You watch his eyes squeeze shut as his jaw drops a jar. You bite your lip trying your best not to giggle at his desperate expression.

“If you continue to tease me I swear to god I will pin you to this couch and fuck the daylights out of you,” he growls gripping your hips tightly, nails digging into your flesh. You just whimper at his words before following with;

“Is that a threat or a promise?”  

He enters you in one hard thrust making you gasp for air, his pace did not stop as he moves with full force. Your hips grind with him in a miss-matched time. Making the pleasure surge through you both like fire on gasoline. His hands that grip your hips move to your ass, slapping the flesh harshly. You choke out a moan as you lean forwards onto him, your head resting on his shoulder. He takes this new angle to wrap his arms around your waist flipping you onto your back against the soft couch cushions once more. He brings your legs up so they rest on his shoulders before entering you again, going deeper than he had before. You watch him with glossy eyes he leans down giving you a light kiss before he smiles to answer your statement before….

“It’s a promise.”

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[black-cat-2]

Okay, so lately I’ve been thinking. Cause I may or may not be a sucker for the omegaverse with Bucky… but in my opinion it’s a little difficult to get this together with the way things actually are - obviously, since those are two different universes.

Anyway, let me walk you through a hypothetical:

Imagine the whole Alpha/Beta/Omega thing to be something normal and natural back in the 40s. But with the things eventually really went (fighting for equal rights and the changes of dynamic in relationships), nature and genes continued to evolve, so the natural ranks are basically distinct nowadays. In the back of their mind people still know what they would be, but that’s it. No heats, no ruts, no claiming or scenting, no knotting, no need to reveal the rank to others, even true mates are rare at this point.

And then there’s Reader. Feeling all those almost ancient things much more than anyone else, thinking that maybe it’s just an oddity of nature. And then comes Bucky into Reader’s life - the guy from the 40s whose body has this whole thing very much in his blood and his genes because back then it was normal. The guy that didn’t find his mate back then before HYDRA got its hands on him. You see where I’m getting…

Anyway, just a thought I’m gonna leave y’all alone with 👀

Have a nice day ^^

If anyone would want to write that, it’d be awesome 🥹💖

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[buckgasms]

Hello!✨ I know I've already requested but I was wondering that if I can do at least another request, if not that's completely okay. But currently I'm sick and I get cranky when sick so I was wondering if you'd do something, even short. With alpha Bucky and sick omega female reader? Please feel free to ignore my request. Again, I loved the one you did for me with Mafia/Alpha Bucky X reader and the nest. I really love your writing and so it'll mean a lot but please don't overwork yourself. Again feel free to ignore me if you don't want to or can't. Keep up the good work! ✨

My angel!!!! Please don't apologise! Nonnie's and asks are always welcome here, especially when you bring good stuff like this. It might take me a while, but I will get round to it 💛

I'm sorry you were feeling poorly, I hope you are feeling much better now! Sorry this took so long but I hope you enjoy it! ✨

You woke up with a stuffy head, as if it was packed with cotton wool and every muscle in your body hurt. You were wrapped up in your nest, a blanket tucked up under your chin and your favourite teddy in your arms. The night before you were coming down with a cold but today it clearly had hit you with a vengeance.

Luckily you had the most amazing and intense alpha of all time and he was going to fight your cold on your behalf. You're little moans alerted him to you waking up and he was on you already.

"Easy little omega, take it easy" he cooed as you try to sit up. He guided you upwards and pressed a glass of cold water into your hands. As well as a couple of pills to keep the pain at bay. As you sip he presses his big hand on your cheeks and forehead.

"Tell me know you feel sweetness?" He says as you groan. "Tired and everything hurts" you pout, voice stuffy with flu. "Can't smell you alpha" you whine and he takes the glass from you hand and places it on the side before rolling over you and pulling you into his arms. He presses his lips to your scent gland and licks, sucks and kisses.

An instant warmth spreads over your body, tingles travelling from the top of your head to the tips of your toes and you whine in a more pleased way than before. You briefly untuck yourself from the blankets and climb onto Bucky before wrapping yourself and him up again.

"Do it again please" you whisper, pressing your face into his neck and chest clinging to any scent of his that slips through. He chuckles, a deep rumble that soothes your soul. He presses more kisses and licks to your sensitive neck and you cling to his body as your muscles relax and your eyes close in heady relief.

"Alpha, I don't wanna be sick" you groan, voice muffled by his skin against your lips. He wraps his arms round tighter and sucks a little harder before releasing with a pop. "I know my beautiful Omega, but I'm gonna help you feel better, I promise."

🤒

He spends the day keeping you fed and watered, rubbing your sore limbs and satisfying your omega needs. He lets you latch on to his fingers for comfort, you even have a nap with your head in resting on his thighs because his scent is much stronger in that region and it makes you less edgy and allows you some more sleep. You try to encourage some other activities but he is firm with his no.

"But Alpha! Orgasms make headaches go away!! And Alpha knots make Omegas feel really happy!" He chuckles as you hold back a sneeze and strokes soothing hands through your hair. "Well when you're feeling better Omega, you can have it all you want, but not today sweetness." You pout until he distracts you with kisses and cuddles, along with the promise of what will come later.

🤒

By the end of the day you are a bit better, and he lets you take a nice shower while he changes the bed. When you come out you feel refreshed and you giggle with happiness when he puts his t-shirt on you, so your fresh clean skin is already scented with him. You take your time to rearrange the nest correctly, with Bucky doing much of the 'heavy lifting', like moving blankets and cushions to the right place and finding space for your bear. Eventually, once you feel satisfied you climb back in with Bucky.

"You take such good care of me Alpha" you sigh as you close your eyes and sniffle, still feeling a little worse for wear but happy none the less. His fingers rub circles into your body, following the sounds of your satisfaction as he moves around gently.

"Anything for you my beautiful Omega"

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[monster-cock69]

freshley presented peter whose genuinely loving omegahood and traumatized alpha bucky whose trying to relearn himself

#especially if he knows how he used to be as an alpha but physically cannot act that way anymore and just doesn't get his instincts anymore #winterspider #ITS SO HOT #AND YOU KNOW IT #peter parker #Bucky barnes #prompt #avengers #marvel #spiderman #winter soldier #someone please write this #omegaverse #omega peter #alpha bucky

[missacidburn928]

It's that time of year again. I wrote this beauty two years ago and it still is my most read fic on ao3. Need a distraction today? Give it a read or re-read.

Best Served Hot

Family dinner at the compound for the rest of the team to formally meet you. After an encounter with Thor, Bucky decides to make sure that every alpha in the room has no doubt who you belong to. You find out some interesting information about your Alpha and one Steven Grants Rogers that leads the night down a surprising path.

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[dirtytomatoedwrites]

The Darker Days of Me & Him

DARK DRABBLE SERIES - PT3

Paring: Dark Alpha!Bucky X Fem Omega!Reader

Warning:  18+ ONLY. Mature dark themes.

Summary: Dark drabbles of an A/B/O relationship with Bucky. 1200 words.

A/N: I don’t know the ins and out of a A/B/O relationship. So excuse my errors if it’s not factually correct. This is just my playful take on it.  Not betaed any mistakes made are my own.  Feel free to check out the other date in the drabble series,  January 10th | February 13th for more content.

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February 14th

"Here," Bucky whispered.

In front of your face was a plate of food, held aloft by vibranium fingers - a few washed strawberries and ruby-red grapes, a glass of orange juice, and toast; golden brown and evenly buttered. But despite the tempting spread, it did nothing for your appetite. Weakly, you pushed the plate away.

"You need to eat," Bucky urged, his voice low and steady.

But the mere thought of food made your stomach churn. "I'm not hungry," you grumbled, the sour taste of bile rising in your throat.

Undeterred, Bucky drew closer, the weight of his presence causing the mattress to dip. "It doesn't matter," he asserted. "You're only on day two of your heat. You need to keep up your strength."

"I’m fine, Bucky." Dismissively, you turned your head away, but he's on you in a heartbeat, fingers pressed into the hallow of your cheeks as he forced you to look him in the eye.

“The only reason you’re not doubled over in pain right now is because I'm taking care of you." He glanced at the mottled skin on your neck, a reminder of his ravenous kisses. "There's only so much sex can do..." he murmured as he met your gaze for the second time. "You need fuel. You need food. "

You couldn't help but scoff at his words, your eyes darting to the ceiling as you fought back the tears threatening to spill over. It was ironic that he had to remind you of his so-called acts of kindness, as if he wasn't the very reason for your current predicament. As if he didn't relish in watching you crumble beneath him, defiling and filling you again and again.

Your attention was briefly caught as Bucky plucked a succulent strawberry from the plate.  He brushed the fruit against your dry lips as he offered it to you. To an outsider, it may have appeared as a sensual exchange between two lovers.  But to you, it was a painful reminder that your bond with him was not one of choice, but of cruel, unrelenting force.

"Open," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument.

You bristled at the order, your body tense with fury as you glared at him. But deep down, you knew there was no point in resisting. You were his, in every sense of the word, and there was nothing you could do to change that. With a heavy heart, you parted your lips, allowing him to feed you the strawberry. As soon as you opened your mouth, he pushed the fruit inside.

"Chew," he rasped, watching your mouth chew slowly. Bile rose at the back of your throat as you struggled to swallow. The moment you choked it down, he shoved another past your lips. Bucky remained silent as he continued to feed you fruit, his eyes darting between yours and your mouth, while you looked everywhere else except at him.

You had finished the strawberries, and Bucky was making his way through the grapes. He was placing them into your mouth one at a time when you felt it, the lurch in the pit of your stomach. It was instantaneous, and your temperature spiked from the rush. Breaking out into a cold sweat you pushed his hand away and fanned your face in panic. You whined in horror as the tingle in your core intensified and gnawed at your insides. In haste, you thought about touching yourself, but after numerous trials and errors over the last 30 hours, it became clear that masturbation could not satisfy your heat. You whimpered, and Bucky immediately came to your aid.

Placing the plate on the wooden floor beside his feet, Bucky's fingers immediately found the nape of your neck and pulled you close.

It felt like a balm spreading from your lips and cooling your insides as soon as he kissed you. His tongue explored every inch of your mouth, knowingly, hungrily, devouring every taste and sensation within you until he pulled back with a hooded gaze.

"Ple-" you paused, embarrassed that you had to once again plead with the man who forced his mark on you to end your suffering. Instead, you jerked the sheet off your naked body, your fingers tangled between your legs.

The sight of you touching yourself, lips parted and expression pleading was enough for Bucky to shift between your thighs. He removed your hand and slid his palm to your pussy.  You gasped at the contact, your fingers digging into his biceps, your toes curling. Your body trembled and bucked helplessly beneath him while he slowly thumbed your clit.  Two thick vibranium fingers made its way between your slick soaked lips and pushed its way deep within your weeping slit.

You’re sure his aim is to make sure you were ready and wet but you were well beyond foreplay.  You were burning alive, belly gnawing from the inside out and shaking with a need that had you wailing “Just do it already, Bucky.  Just fuck me.”

With a growl, Bucky balanced his weight on his flesh arm while wet vibranium fingers pushed down his sweatpants, his hardened cock bouncing between your thighs. He deliberately slapped his dick against your soaked pussy, leaving sharp aftershocks and coating him well in your slick.  His tongue entered your mouth just as he forced himself inside you.  Your pussy clenching in protest against his thick cock. But even as you whined into his mouth at the intrusion, he felt like heaven.  It felt like he belonged.

“Hard-” you gasped and Bucky complied. Gripping your thighs Bucky folded your legs against your chest.  Keeping you wide open as he fucked you without restraint. Your muscles tensed and stretched, trying desperately not to tear under the force of it.

Bucky leant forward, his mouth fervently placing open-mouthed kisses along your neck. The proximity between his face and yours allowed you to discern the intricate shades of blue that composed his pupils. It struck you that while his eyes appeared calm, a tempestuous storm raged within your own.

Bucky meticulously monitored your every movement, acutely aware of the slightest shifts in your breathing and the desperate sounds escaping your lips. The unwavering intensity emanating from his gaze unnerved you and instinctively you looked away. Yet, Bucky swiftly seized your chin, his grip compelling you to meet his penetrating gaze.

“Don't- don't hide from me." was all he said before stealing your breath with a suffocating kiss.

You felt your spine bow and strain as he moved inside of you, pushing you past the limits of pleasure and pain. Every thrust was relentless yet precise, as if he was trying to stake his claim on you with every movement. His gaze never wavered from yours, and you could feel yourself blurring his features in an effort to escape the intensity of his stare.

His muscles flexed beneath your fingers as his hips continued their hypnotic rhythm, until finally, a deep moan escaped your throat and your climax crashed through you like a thunderstorm, marking its passage with tingles that spread through your entire body. Pinned beneath him, Bucky pounded your pussy until his seed flooded you.  He groaned as he filled you, the sound a mixture of relief and overwhelming pleasure. You couldn’t help but preen at the sound a byproduct of your blood bond.

He stayed there for a long moment afterwards, languidly kissing your neck and stroking your hair before finally withdrawing from you. The rush of sensations had left you dizzied and drained, yet still humming with faint energy that refused to be quelled. Bucky shifted to face you, propping himself up on one elbow as he tenderly wiped away the tears that had begun to spill down your cheeks.

"It'll get easier," he whispered as his vibranium hand gently brushed away the last of your tears. But even in the twilight darkness of the room, you could see the doubt that lingered in his eyes. You could tell he did not believe them.

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It was a normal Thursday at the compound. Thursday was one of the rare days that Peter didn't have his college classes, no internship, and he waits til dusk or later to start his Spidermaning. So he was taking up his normal midday past time.

Napping.

It's not often he gets down time. But Bucky really started forcing him to rest.

So here they were; Peter and Bucky spooning. Peter with his noise canceling headphones that Tony made for him to sleep in. It's so much noisier in the day time. Peter in the cute pajama set that Natasha got him, Bucky just in his boxer briefs.

Peter is knocked out, Bucky is relaxing, just on the edge of sleep. Move his metal hand over Peter's stomach, just lightly rubbing. His eyes fly open, he spreads his fingers and slightly presses. It's faint. But it's there. He starts piecing it together. While Peter's abs are still in great shape, they aren't as sharp as they used to be. Lower stomach slightly pouchy.

Peter was an Omega. He should of had a heat 2 weeks ago. He remembered someone complaining about it cause they were all away on a mission. It's happened where one heats skip... but everything is pointing to the only conclusion.

Peter is pregnant and he doesn't knownit yet....

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Omega Retreat : Chapter 3

Pairing : Alpha Bucky x Omega reader

Warnings : R18, Eventual Smut, reference to physical ailments

Word count : 2083

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Summary : As an unmarked and lonely omega you find a flyer for a service called The Omega Retreat.

You are paired with a compatible alpha to spend your heat or just a week at a luxurious cabin at a forest resort. Amenities and Utilities included. Enjoy the beautiful scenery, fresh air, as well as the company of an alpha of your choosing. What could possibly go wrong?

You tried to focus on your work, but you found yourself losing focus time and time again. Your eyes kept leaving the dull glow of your computer monitor to steal glances at your phone.

“You seem distracted.”

Her tone was playful, but the abrupt interruption still had you jumping in your seat. Your boss had snuck up behind you easily as you were rechecking your email on your phone.

“Geez, we’ll have to string a bell around you if you're going to sneak up on people.” You laughed back, reassured by her coy smile.

“Something’s got you in a good mood.” She hummed behind you.

“Oh, yeah I guess.” You try to hide your pink cheeks, too embarrassed over getting caught texting a new flame like a love-struck teenager.

“All the girls can smell the change. Even the betas, dear.” She sang back.

“Who is he?” She tried to hide her beaming smile behind the back of her hand as she leaned over on the wall of your cubicle.

You scoff, trying to cover your warm cheeks as you answer. “You sound more excited than my mother was.”

She gasped with a wide smile, like a schoolgirl getting gossip from a friend. Omega’s always connected more closely, and it warmed your heart that she could be equally happy for you. So, when she leaned in for a hint of another scent that may have been left to linger on your skin, you quickly answered the anticipation in her eyes.

“We haven’t met in person yet; you're not going to catch a whiff of him, so don’t bother trying.” You laughed up at her before she pulled away.

“No fun. You could at least tell me what he is.” You knew it had to be the question bugging her the most.

You hesitated for a second, biting back on your lip before whispering back, “An alpha.”

“I knew it!” She nearly jumped with delight, leading you to try and shush her before the other cubicles were privy to your personal business.

It made you happy that you could feel like you had bonds even at work, and we’re thankful for her gentle omega nature.

“Keep your voice down.”

“I’m sorry; I’m just so happy for you. After everything, I just..”

You didn’t want her to finish that sentence. Luckily for you, she wouldn’t, looking back into your saddened eyes instead. “I’m just so happy for you.”

“Thank you.”

“You think you’ll meet him soon?”

You chuckled alongside her, glad to have the conversation shift back to a lighter tone.

“We’ll see. We’ll see.” You shoo at her, hoping to get some of the work she’d given you done today.

She gets the message, realizing she’d been gushing for too long and had work of her own.

“Fine, but I expect an invite to that wedding.”

It was the last you heard of her before she walked back to her office.

You smiled back at your computer, a drab Excel sheet still painted over its background. You sighed back at it until a telltale ding rang across your previously ignored phone.

A relationship with an alpha was still scary, but Bucky seemed to dampen those worries every time you looked at his photo blipping over your screen.

You pulled the phone towards you to glance over the notification of Bucky’s message.

“I wait to see you tonight.” You read along with the small message box.

You ran your fingernail along the power button before pressing on it, letting the passcode window light up the screen before tapping on a handful of numbers.

You looked back at the few cubicles behind you, making sure you had a moment to answer.

“Me either. I can’t focus on work,” you typed fervently.

“I’d rather meet you in person, Omega." The message pops up in the next second.

You let out a breathy chuckle with a smile, still in disbelief that you could be his omega even in text.

“I know. Hopefully soon, but I’m excited about our video date.”

You were more than excited; it was all you could think about as the hours ticked away slower than they normally would. When 5 p.m. finally rolled around, you nearly lept from your seat. You nearly forgot to shut off your computer before grabbing your stuff and rushing away.

A giddy drive home was a delightful change of pace, spurring you to drive just a tick above the speed limit as you neared your little house.

You fly through the house, letting the door slam behind you before tossing your purse over the couch. You stumbled past the mirror, only to twist back towards it after catching sight of your messy hair.

Your fingers only tangle into it as you fight to take it out of its messy bun. You only tied it up halfway through the day for a little comfort, only to ruin all the work you put into it that morning.

You didn’t have any time to fuck with it now, yet you continue to burn through the few seconds you have left trying to tame your tired looks. Could each flyaway be seen through your laptop's webcam?

You stopped for a second, closing your eyes and sucking in an uneven breath before looking back up at your reflection.

You looked red—nothing new, of course—but not a face you wanted him to see, and yet there wasn’t anything you could do to fight it except to finally calm down.

Your hair wasn’t bad, and your reflection wasn’t meant to scare you, and as you continued to breathe, that red blush began to fade. You can do this.

You leave the mirror, setting your eyes on the laptop still sitting on the coffee table. You lowered yourself to the sofa to sit as comfortably as possible before pulling the computer to your lap and switching it on.

A brief photo of you with your arm wrapped around your mother’s shoulder flashed in the background of your screen before you set up the video call.

It was just more of those bouncing dots with a different ring as it all danced along a blue screen. You held your breath, waiting patiently for his image to take over. Yet, when the square zoomed over the page and movement took over your screen, every ounce of air seemed to force its way from your lungs.

He was there, tucking his hair behind his ear and smiling at his own screen as you gave a shocked smile.

“Hi!”

You mouthed back an overwhelmed ‘hi’ as you watched him intently. Your mouth moved in an attempt to form words, but you were far too mesmerized by the real alpha on your screen. That is, until his smile fell.

“Is your sound on? I can’t hear you.”

“Yes!” You were quick to reassure him, wanting desperately to see that smile set upon you again.

Just as you hoped, it was back in an instant after hearing your voice.

“Sorry, I was just a little speechless for a second.” You blinked at his image, wanting to make sure it was real as you spoke to it. “It’s amazing to finally see the real you. Not that I thought your photos were fake..uh it’s just.” You fought your way through your ramblings as he chuckled at your giddy and nervous demeanor.

“No, I know what you mean. It’s so exciting to finally see you, Omega.”

It was like a dream, finally laughing and talking where you could see one another and study each of his expressions as he took each word that left your stuttering lips. Hours pass, and the conversation continues to burn through the night as it’s carried happily between the two of you.

It was so much better, but not nearly enough. A frustration shared by both you and him began to show as the veneer hiding it broke away.

“But, I wanna bury my face in your neck.” His voice deepens, showing a glimpse at a small possessive side. It was something you’d initially feared from an alpha.

“I gotta see you for real.”

It’s so sudden, you could hardly believe it would always be like this for omegas, but how could someone who had shut themselves away for so long really know?

You think back on what others spoke of during their tales of pleasure and even the more harrowing words from your physician only a few weeks prior. They’d cut off your suppressants ‘for your own safety’, and urged you to seek a sexual partner in the most blatant terms. But, they weren’t wrong, and with another possibly fatal heat on the horizon, you had to make a very difficult choice.

“Maybe we should. It's just...” You stopped for a second to calm yourself. “It hasn’t been very long, and you're already..so smitten.”

“Can you blame me?” His voice rang low over the speaker yet still sang through your worries so melodically.

His tone drops, becoming more serious and heavy, so much so that it only echos the ever-grave voice that bounced around the back of your mind. “What are you scared of?”

It hit close to home, like he could be looking right through you and seeing every mounting fear you tried so hard to bottle up.

“It's just, with a heat coming in a couple weeks..” you tried to ignore the breaking of your own voice as you spoke. You didn’t want this to be the reason why, and you didn’t want it to be so soon that you two had to meet or finally be intimate. “...and I just don’t want to rush things. But I agree; maybe we should consider meeting in person soon."

You fought not to let your true emotions show and not to let your true fears come to light in front of him. It was a relief when his face lit up with so much joy. He just stared back at you, his eyes beaming through the screen.

You could nearly cry. After ripping off this first bandage, it was such a relief that you finally felt you could breathe properly. You chuckled happily together, taking in each other's joyous reaction when he finally spoke again.

“I can send you an invitation right away. I can be there for you.” He spoke so passionately, looking at you with big, wet blue eyes before typing away at the keys on his keyboard.

“W-what invitation?” You nearly coughed on the words as they left your throat.

You do think back on the vacation packages on the original website and how they boasted about safety as well as elegance. The thought of having that kind of special getaway with the Alpha often, finally seeing Bucky where the sun could hit his skin instead of in the glow of your laptop monitor.

But, he was still technically a stranger, in spite of the two of you consistently sharing messages over the course of several weeks. Running away with him seemed, in the most juvenile sense, stupid. Yet, a twinge in your stomach urged you to leap at his offer.

“It is such a beautiful resort.” You chuckled nervously. You recalled all the photos you’d scrolled through before he’d matched you on the website.

“I’ll meet you anywhere you want me to, Omega. I just want to feel you so bad.” The low drag of his voice wasn’t unfamiliar by now, after having heard similar sentiments during a steamier exchange over a phone call. You felt a little embarrassed as your skin started to flush again.

“I don’t want to make you spend that much money on me.”

"This is not about money. I just want everything to be perfect for you.”

You try to force yourself to speak, but each word falls flat on your tongue. He was offering you what felt like a lifeline with open arms. You never wanted something like this to progress so damn quickly, but maybe you were really that desperate. Maybe you were really that scared.

It was so nice to be wanted, and by him especially, an alpha unlike any other you’d ever met. You still wanted time to think about it, but what time do you have left before a possible disaster? The date of your heat was growing closer, but you had to afford at least a night to ponder something like this.

“C-can I have a few days to think about it?”

Chapter 4

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𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 | 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬

【Synopsis】 : You and Bucky have a huge fight just before your heat starts. Now you have to choose; lose the argument and apologise or be a brat and see what happens.

『Word count』 : 2.05k

Paring: Alpha!Wolf!Bucky x Bunny!Hybrid!Reader

[Warnings] : Objectification. Swearing. Hate sex. Spanking. Using a belt to tie the reader up. Fingering, dirty talk. Pet name. Use of the words slut, whore and bitch. Heavy degradation. Choking. Crying kink. Little cum eating. Lots of body fluids. Pussy slapping. Big dick Bucky. Angst. Angry Bucky. Fighting. Some fluff at the end, I guess.

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Frustration brewed in Bucky as he paced the halls of the pack grounds. He didn’t mean what he said to you. But his pride refused to let him apologise first. Yes, you were both in the wrong, and you both were well aware of that. But the heated argument didn’t stop until you walked out of the room. Storming to your shared living quarters without him. He stays in the main hall for a while. Keeping his distance from anyone. And if anyone dared to speak to their angry leader, he would growl in a tone that scared anyone's wolf away.

It had only been a couple of hours. Four? Five? Heck, it was probably going on six at this point. His wolf was howling, begging for him to just give up this silent no-talking game that you and Bucky had started. But no, he needed you to apologize first. So, after finally stopping his frustrated pacing, he went to his study to try and get work done in order to distract himself. It worked for maybe five minutes before he threw some papers—that were most likely important— on the floor.

Fuck it. He thought, getting up to make a quick stride over to his living quarters but when he aggressively opened his study room door he is suddenly met with a sight he didn’t know he was going to witness for another week.

“B-Buck...” It was you. Carrying a sad pout and clenched thighs. He could smell your arousal leaking out of you. Your eyes were already glossed over and full of desperation. Through the fight, he completely misread the date, forgetting your heat was approaching. It took every fibre in his being not to pounce on you then and there. God, you smelt amazing.

“Come to apologize, I see.” His cockiness grew, knowing you would have to apologize now, and then you can both just forget about the silly fight. But little did he know you weren't going to give up that easily either. Even if you were on your heat and desperately craved him. Two can play the game, and by swearing to the moon goddess herself, you were going to try everything in order to win. Even if that means you make him even madder than he already is.

“No. It's you who should apologize.” You bit at him, while his hands snaked around your waist, pulling you inside the room before closing the door with your body. He had you pinned. Unable to move. Just how he liked it. His cocky smile stayed plastered on his face, tilting his head slightly he whispered against your neck.

“Hmm from what I can remember, it is you who started this. And besides, it seems you have a problem only I can fix. So I think you better start begging for forgiveness.” His hot breath tickled your skin. He was teasing your body, wanting to bend you. Break you. But you pushed him away slightly, showing fire burning in your eyes.

“I swear to fucking god James if you don’t do something, I will go to your fucking beta and ask him to fuck me.” you pulled him by his collar so your lips could graze his ear while his cocky expression slowly turned into one of anger. “I’m sure as hell he would be more than happy to oblige and make me cum.”

Oh, that sent him over the edge. His vision turned red as he gripped your waist before lifting you up over his shoulder. His hand landed a harsh smack on your ass sending a shiver down your spine. Your heat surge threw you like a sweetened pain, making you grip the hem of Bucky's shirt. You tug it up seeing his toned back with your upside-down view. It didn’t take long for your lover to make it to your bedroom, practically throwing you. You land on the soft comforter on your bed, pushing your face against the fluffy duvet as you watch Bucky with hooded eyes. All your anger and frustration was gone, and suddenly, the only thing you cared for was to have him in any way, shape, or form.

“Buckyy…” you groan, wanting him near you. He watched you with a smirk like he was enjoying your struggle. The tilt of his head proved just that, bending down to grab your chin, pulling you towards him. You thought he was still mad, unaffected by your heat. And you were partly right. He was still angry about what happened, but his mind was slowly losing control the more and more he took in your scent. He had always been caring and sweet in and out of the bedroom. He never wanted to hurt you in any way. But now. Now he saw raw anger-fueled lust, and he needed to release the emotions, and your body seemed to be the perfect toy for it.

“You know that I respect you, right?” He whispers in a softer tone than before, almost as if he held perfect composure. His fingers that gripped your chin moved to squish your cheeks together. Your lips pouted from the action, making you look pathetic to him.

“Yes,” you tried to speak, but his grip was tight. Your hips wiggled in anticipation, seeing his free hand reach for his belt, undoing it with ease.

“Because I’m about to fuck you with nothing but disrespect.”

-

Your hands were tied with the very belt he wore. Your naked form was on display just for him while he was still in his dress pants. You wanted to see all of him, have all of him. But you knew you shouldn’t dare ask for more. His fingers were sitting deep inside you, fucking you through yet another orgasm. You were so desperate for more, but you also begged for him to stop. But he didn’t listen. Your sweet scent, rich cherry with hints of vanilla, is infused in his veins and lingers on his skin like a tattoo. Those soft, whimpery sounds you make when his fingers are inside you are most alluring as the way your eyes glazed over, rolling back when he finds an especially good spot. It’s almost as irresistible as the way you would cling to him, clawing his back when it all becomes too much for your body to handle while he fucks you hard.

He’s so greedy for all of it. He can’t get enough of you. No matter how much you give, he wants more, wants to give you more of himself in return.

And it’s all your fault.

“You dirty fucking slut. Wanting another man to please you when you know for a fact I'm the only one who can make this pussy come.” He growled, leaning over your thrashing body, licking your mate mark, and taking in your scent. You didn’t even try and make a snarky comeback, just moaning out a choked please over and over like a broken record instead.

“Who knew my precious baby liked to be fucked like a whore.” He smirks feeling you clench around his fingers “You want that Doll? Want me to use this body as a toy? Fill it up with my cum for my own pleasure?”

“Yes Yes Yes Please! Fuck James!!” You screamed, cumming for what seemed like the hundredth time that night. Tears ran down, staining your cheeks. Your lips were puffy and red, swollen from the makeout. God, you were so beautiful in this moment. He wished he could print this image in his mind forever. He pulled his fingers out from your leaking hole, seeing your cum spill on the bed. He had to chuckle at how many times he made you cum just with his fingers.

“Pathetic.” He taped your lips with his cum soaked fingers, wanting you to take them in your mouth. You obeyed the silent command, sucking your release off while he uses his free hand to unbuckle his pants so he could be free of them.

“Turn around now. And I swear to god, if you try and run, I’ll tie you back down and leave you here with a vibrator connected to you. Understand.” He spat out, growling in his alpha voice, making your wolf howl in a plea. You nodded but he wanted words, so he slapped your pussy, making you jump at the shock. “Words. Bitch.”

“Yes!”

“Yes, what?” He reached for the belt, waiting for your response before he opened the clasp.

“Yes, Alpha.”

“Good Girl.” The clasp clicks, freeing your red and soon-to-be bruised wrists. You take no second chances, turning around, lifting your ass in the air for him to see you in full display. He stood at the end of the bed with a smirk plastered on his face. You were presenting yourself just for him.

Bucky could barely stand any more brief seconds his cock was not in your warm, tight pussy, immediately getting on the bed before rolling his hips to get deep inside you with one swift motion. There’s no way he’s stopping now, he can’t stop, not until he’s gotten orgasm after orgasm after orgasm out of you, like before.

He drops his weight on top of you and his sweet scent, smoked Maple, and spiced citrus drifts around you in hazy waves. You could get high off his smell alone. Teeth graze your bonding mark, the wide pad of his thumb finds your aching clit, ruthlessly circling it, sensations skitter across your skin and he grinds into you, your pussy stretched tight around his thick cock, the veiny ridges sliding against your velvety walls, leaving you so full you don’t know if you want to push him out and beg for a reprieve or clench down and beg for more.

“Cum for me? There you go, give it to me. My dirty little slut,” he grunts, “Gonna fill your tight little pussy again and again and then I’m gonna shove every drop of my cum back inside you, gonna keep you. Yeah, that’s it, fuck—such a good baby, giving me what I need, so fucking tight and warm and soft, fuck fuck I can't-,”

He breaks off, losing control for a moment. The frustration finally started to wash away. His metal hand, retches upwards, snaking around your throat in order to pull you up along with his body. But his grip tightens, making your head spin in pure pleasure. You clenched around him from his actions, letting him know you enjoy the feeling just as he enjoys the feeling of his fingers wrapped perfectly around your fragile neck. His filthy words had pushed you to the brink, blinding hot sensations flowing through your veins but it’s the way he loses control, his words slurring together, his pace quickening, becoming erratic and sloppy, thrust after deep, smooth thrust that set off your orgasm.

An indescribable noise escaped your slacked mouth, your vision blurring, and your body tensing as Bucky fucks you through. His moans stream in your ear, pushing you higher and higher until you break with a quiet sob, falling back to the sheets, pliant and sated when he finally lets your neck go. Bucky is quick to follow, chasing his own high as soon as he felt your orgasms, warmth flooding your body as he cums. His hips jerked once, twice, three times, desperately trying to push it back inside you even as it seeps around his cock.

A moment of silence is finally placed. No more anger. No more wild emotions. Just heavy breathing and fast-pumping hearts. He slid his cock out of you, swiftly turning you around so he could cage your body under him in a tight, warm hug. Was he now the one crying?

“I’m sorry…” He finally said, giving up on the whole fight entirely. You wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders, pulling him closer. Enough for your face to slot against his neck, feeling safe in his arms, surrounded by his scent.

“I’m sorry too…”

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[purpleicedteas]

Practice

by purpleicedteas

“I'm ready, too, Stevie. I just think—” Bucky sighed, a mischievous look in his eyes. “I just think we should practice.” Steve blinked. “Practice.” “Yeah. For pups. It takes some couples several cycles, so if we want to get pregnant, we need to be ready for next week.” Steve’s cheeks flushed. “Right.” “Wouldn’t want to waste a round, right?” “Right.”

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Thank you to @buckybarnesevents for putting up such a wonderful event! The NYE Masquerade was so fun. Thank you for getting me out of a writing slump.

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[buckgasms]

Hi! So I'm still new to requesting. Normally i talk myself out of it because I don't wanna upset anyone or get harshly rejected but I really like your stories and they often help with my stress and anxiety. Anyways, if you are still taking requests but if not it's totally okay. I was wondering if you happen to either have something already written or be able to write my idea? Again it's totally okay if you don't want to.

Basically my idea is a Mafia X Alpha Bucky thing where he's really stressed and ends up snapping at reader olny to realise she was just wanting his attention and to show him the improved nest she made. I'd love to see what you come up with but please feel free to ignore me if you don't want too or if you aren't taking requests at the present moment. Bonus points if it's a little spicy or as much spicy as you want at the end.

💞 Baby angel 💞 thank you so much for sending me this request, I frickin love it! You are always welcome to send things my way!! Thank you for your kind words, it means the world to me 🫶🏻

I hope this is what you wanted ☺️ also there will always be spice here 🌶️

You let out a little giggle of happiness when you placed the final blanket in your newly decorated nest. It was perfect in every way.

There was just enough room to fit you and Bucky, but a little tight so you had the excuse of smooshing right up next to him. The pillows were squishy, the blankets soft. You sneaked in a few of Bucky's old workout t-shirts so his scent was ever present, even if he was at work. Your teddy sat in the corner, which again was scented with your alpha and you'd even managed to install a little canopy over the bed so when you got in you felt so safe and protected.

Letting out another joyful giggle you gave your teddy a kiss before heading off to Bucky's office to bring him to you. You had texted him a few times but he hadn't responded. So the only thing to do was go and get him!

🌸

His heady sandalwood scent was emanating from his office, as was his voice which was raised, telling someone off for something. It didn't really bother you. You were carried onward, knowing he always had time for you. If anything his dominance made you feel even more happy, knowing you had the best alpha ever.

You entered his office, which was packed with his associates, all chatting about some job or other that was about to go down. You waved at Steve and Sam, but ignored everyone else and slipped through the room towards your alpha.

He glanced up at you in surprise, gave a quick smile then returned to the conversation he was having. Your omega within bristled at the lack of acknowledgment, so you pushed his shoulder and tried to take your usual place on his lap.

He actually had the nerve to tut a little as he adjusted you to let himself keep talking. When there was a pause you nudged his scent mark with your nose and whispered, "Alpha... I need you to come with me and see something really important..." You pulled at his jacket and pressed a little kiss to his neck.

"Baby I'm busy at the minute" he said and you pouted. "So? You said whenever..." But he cut you off and made you stand up, standing with you and towering over you. "Not a good time ok?" And he even had the nerve to duck walk you back to the door. "Later ok?"

You pushed his hands off you and glared at him, tears welling in your eyes. "No! Don't bother, you've ruined it now! Was gonna show you our special new nest" you sniffled as his face fell a little. "You're not allowed in! Hope your stupid job goes terrible" you sob before running off.

🌸

You were curled up, your tear stained face pressed into your teddy, all alone in your lovely nest. You had wanted to tear it to bits, but it looked so pretty you didn't have the heart.

It had been ages since you had yelled at Bucky and he hadn't appeared, which had made you even more upset. He'd never brushed you off like that, and you'd never shouted at your alpha before. But he was completely in the wrong. He'd always had time for you, so unless it was life or death, he had no excuses.

Eventually the bedroom door clicked open and you watched him walk in, head bowed in shame. You didn't say anything, just blinking big tears from your eyes.

"Oh omega... It's beautiful" he sighed as he walked over to the bed. His heavenly scent soothed your nerves, even though you were still super mad. He went to sit on the bed but you shook your head.

"Told you.. not allowed in" you mumbled as you prodded him with your foot. His shoulders sagged before he knelt down on the floor instead and put his face level with yours.

"Y'know, I've had a terrible day omega. We did the deal, it went well. Even got more than I wanted. Couldn't have gone better. But all I could think of was my pretty omega being upset with me. Because I'm a giant asshole."

You smiled a little, reaching out to stroke his handsome face. He held your fingers to his cheek before pressing a kiss to your fingertips.

"And look what my omega did for me hmm? Made a pretty nest for us to snuggle up in, smells so good and everything..."

A little tear dripped from your lashes as he spoke, your omega instinct desperate to reach out, drag him in and comfort him. But you didn't move just yet. He had to make it up to you.

"You were so mean Alpha" you sniffed and wiped some tears away before he tutted and leaned in a little closer.

"Baby I'm so sorry" he whispered, pressing kisses to your wet cheeks and stroking your hair. "Promise I'll never do that again, you always come first omega, I swear..."

His lips had traveled down to your neck, pressing at his claim and soothing you from within, until you couldn't resist him any more. You wrapped your arms around him and pulled him to lay on top of you, before his lips claimed yours in a deep, hungry kiss.

He peppered your face with kisses, interspersed with apologies and telling you how pretty and perfect you were. You whispered out a forgiveness and told him to never, ever do that again.

He chuckled as you whined when you couldn't get your hands on him properly so he sat up, pulling his suit off piece by piece. Deciding that was far too slow, you untangled yourself from blankets and tugged at his shirt and tie while he kicked off his trousers.

You were already wearing a skimpy silk pyjama set that seemed to have melted off by the time he was back in your arms. You purred as his warm skin pressed against yours, relishing in his touch over every part of you. "Alpha" you whispered as he returned to kissing you, this time his lips traveling further down your body, lavishing attention to your breasts, your tummy and thighs.

"Gonna make it up to you omega, I swear... Make you feel so good..." He growled as his hands roamed your body, lips sucking bruises on your sensitive inner thigh. He kissed his way back up to your lips, your hands sinking into his thick hair, hips unable to stop grinding against his cock as he teased you.

"Present for me pretty omega" he muttered and you whimpered as you rolled around burying your face in the blankets as you pressed your heat back against his body. His thick fingers probed at your soaked heat, slick already running down your legs.

"This all for me?" He said as he curled a digit making you cry out. "Yes alpha...please??" you begged as he hummed in pleasure. He worked your body just with his hands, reaching under you to squeeze your nipples, as he dragged you to a quick, powerful orgasm.

"Good girl" he said as he pressed kisses to the back of your shaking thighs, before pushing you onto your back and lining up his cock. "Gonna take my knot baby? Wanna be filled up like a good little omega?" He sunk in before you could answer, leaving you to gasp out something unintelligible.

Your grip on the blanket below was like a vice, until he locked his fingers with yours and dragged them above your head. He claimed your lips again, biting and sucking at your swollen lips. His hips would snap against you, then suddenly you were tortured with slow drags, before he fucked you deeper than you thought possible.

"Alpha...alpha..I need it...need you..more..." You panted as he growled in pleasure. "Fuck 'mega, squeezing me so tight. Think you can manage my knot? Will it fit in that tight little hole?" You sobbed at the idea of him taking it away, even though you both knew you could, you would.

"Can alpha, want it...please" you begged again as his pace increased. You could feel his knot begin to swell as he released your hands to attack your clit. "You gotta come baby, then you can have it. Told ya, you come first angel..."

Your body went taut and a long groan leaves your body as you come, followed quickly by Bucky. The sensation of his knot filling you making your body shiver with overwhelming pleasure as his teeth scrape at your scent mark, over his previous claim to you.

He leaves you trapped on his knot as he rolls over, your trembling, satisfied body laid on his. You nuzzle into his neck as he drags one of the many fuzzy blankets over the two of you.

"Am I forgiven Omega?" He says, and when you look at him you can't believe how innocent and vulnerable he looks. The biggest mob boss in the city, and the biggest alpha is giving you puppy dog eyes!

You giggle and press a soft, loving kiss to his lips. "Yes alpha... Always."

#💌 #darling nonnie #bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #alpha bucky #abo bucky #bucky imagine #bucky smut #bucky barnes smut

[monster-cock69]

Student athlete party boy alpha Bucky and RA omega Peter

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[missacidburn928]

Feeling extra gothic and spooky. Might mess around and finally work on this beauty.

Fantasy/Little Red Riding Hood/ABO AU 

Our Alphas: Jax Teller, Dean Winchester, Captain Syverson, Ari Levinson, Bucky Barnes

Our Little Red Omega "Selene/Red": Omega Fae with powerful sex magic who's scent lures the strongest Alpha's from all around to test their might and virility. Light hazel eyes in shades of green and amber. Full pouty lips. Thicc and curvy. Built to be every wolf’s desire. Made to be bred. Has an unquenchable lust for the taste of Alpha blood on her tongue and her mark on their flesh. 

Summary:

Their sweet words fall like bittersweet honey. Lacing pain and menace under a sugary facade. Coating everything. Sticky, sweet and unthreatening. All earth and warmth. The best disguise for unsuspecting beings, with open hearts and damaged souls.

A succulent entree for her sharp teeth to feast upon. For she is made of moonlight and fang. All charm and soulful eyes. While hiding an all encompassing darkness inside. 

Sinful lips with a deadly tongue. Patiently waiting for her prey to become safe and lucid. Drunk off of her words and lingering touch.

When their red hoods fall, exposing the softness of their throats. Her eyes become bigger, as her hunger and lust for flesh grows. Just one bite and she'll change your life.

My, oh my.

What big fangs you have my dear.

🐺

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[jwnchstr]

title: behind the thick glass wall | b.barnes

characters: alpha!bucky barnes, omega!you!reader

summary: it's hard being an omega, but it's even harder to see your alpha on a date with another omega.

masterlist | my wattpad

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it was cold. literally. you've gone to several mission with temperature below zero but the december wind seems to be eating your flesh.

you hugged yourself tighter, hands clamp into fists inside your jacket pockets (as if that would help that much) as you stood behind a thick glass wall, overlooking a couple who were having a good time.

you're keen to throw yourself inside. part of it because of the cold you could barely contain, but another part of you (this one is bigger) is because jealousy. how could a man look happier with a woman he barely knew?

bucky was making a joke, you're sure of it. that's how he was with women aside from you. his tight face loosened as he smiled at leah, showing his oh-so-friendly face. his eyes even sparkle under the yellow lights of the bar. he screamed romantic alpha, one that you could never have.

you can feel your heart shattering inside your chest, but not like you have an option here. you're just an omega whom genetically cannot produce that sweet pheromone that could make your alpha yearn for you. you're an omega who's genetically broken.

your breath hitched when you saw bucky reached leah's hand. how you wished it was your hand instead of leah's that he was reaching because you long for his touch. and you could blame it on failed missions, where bucky had to carry you in his arms, his fingertips grazing against your bare skin without being intended to. but since then, you can't forget what his touch felt like and you wanted more.

leah smiled and thing that you dreaded the most happened right in front of your eyes: leah reciprocating bucky's interest towards her. she linked her fingers with bucky's. it made bucky tensed for a few short seconds (and you wished you could smell him from the outside to know if he's somewhat uncomfortable with leah's gesture) but soon relaxed under leah's touch.

your heart broke even more.

as you punished yourself watching the lovely lovebirds, a cough attracted your attention. this time, it was your turn to tense. though, if anything, you'd rather call yourself alert. being an agent always has its advantage. you're ready to pounce on the incomer, but a familiar smell hits your nose. you cool down immediately.

it's mister nakajima.

"i don't believe that's how you attract the man you want, merely staring at him," standing a few steps behind your shoulder, he remarked.

you tried not to appear understood to what mister nakajima was referring to, but you know you'd look like a fool if you did so. at last, you sighed. sad knowing that mister nakajima was right. but again, you don't have any option and the old man didn't exactly know what's wrong with you.

"you had lunch, mister nakajima?" you asked, trying to steer the conversation away from the subjects who were inside the bar.

"i'm about to." mister nakajima nodded his head towards the bar. he was shifting from one foot to another helped by the cane that he firmly gripped.

you glanced at the bar over the shoulder. "oh." your face fell as the thought of mister nakajima joining bucky and leah laughing together like a happy family without you.

but then, an idea popped into your mind and a smile crept onto your face. "i wonder, what would you say, mister nakajima, if i were to ask you to have a lunch date me today?"

mister nakajima's eyebrows shot up to his forehead, interested but also a little bit confused with your invitation. "well, if you don't mind having a date with an old man, i don't see why would i say no."

you barked a laugh. a little too loud that without your conscious, it traveled inside the bar when a customer opened the entrance door.

"and must i warn you that i can't walk faster than a snail."

mister nakajima smiled at you and allowed you to finished laughing at him before you said, "i know a place. and i have no doubt that you'll love it."

he old man said nothing more when you linked your arms with his. he let you guided the way, through the pedestrians walk.

just as you crossed a junction not far from the bar, you caught a familiar smell in the wind. the smell that makes your legs wobbly, thoughts mushed and butterflies in your belly.

when you turned your head over your shoulders, you saw bucky, with his full appearance watching you walking away with mister nakajima in your arms.

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[barnesify]

enchanted ୨୧ winterspider abo

author’s note; this took about two months of procrastination and here we are. please let me know if you would like a part two to this, because i have several ideas!

“walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy, vanished when i saw your face. all i can say is it was enchanting to meet you.”

read on ao3!

These dances always made Bucky itch with annoyance. As the Rogers bodyguard, his only role was to stand on the sidelines and watch the attendees dance and flirt and flutter among the ballroom.

The ballroom always became hot and crowded with the endless amount of people, especially all the big flouncy dresses the many omegas were wearing. It caused Bucky’s brow to sweat and his 3 piece suit that King Rogers had insisted his guard wear to become tight.

Bucky was the King’s most valuable asset, what with Bucky’s trained hand and ability. He had become close with the King, not unprofessional, almost like brothers of some sort. He knew a lot about the evening he had planned for tonight.

Like the fact that King Stark would come from afar to sign a peace treaty.

That’s what the entire ball was about. Though King Rogers loved to host dances and celebrations, this one was of actual importance to their kingdom’s safety.

Another thing he had heard on goers and servants whisper about before was not just King Stark, but his omega son, Peter. Bucky had rolled his eyes. What was so important about this kid? Yes, he was a princess, but it’s not like he hung the moon in the sky or anything.

He almost had to stop himself from snorting when someone mentioned him being able to talk to animals or the fact that he always smelled of roses. How ridiculous.

Bucky found himself in a comfortable stance as he surveyed the crowded ballroom. King Stark was seated next to King Rogers, and the two were chattering lively over goblets of expensive wine.

One thing about being a bodyguard is that after a short period of standing, your muscles begin to ache. Luckily, Bucky had been doing this for so long that his body had became used to the feeling. Though, his body became antsy. The worst part about being a young alpha is the fact that you’re never really tired. Always on the lookout for predators, always wondering when your next meal will be, always…

Bucky straightened back up and caught a glance at Clint, the other bodyguard that he worked closely with. Clint gave him a raised brow, before Bucky simply shrugged and leaned over to whisper (Though the ball was rowdy enough that whispering wasn’t really necessary,) “I’m going to go freshen up. You good here?”

Clint rolled his eyes but simply nodded. “Don’t let His Highness catch you out of your station.”

Bucky sighed but walked forward anyway. He just needed to use the bathroom for a moment. Wipe his face, splash some water. The evening had only just begun.

As Bucky began his way across the ball, he uncharacteristically halted to a stop when he noticed someone in the crowd. A man— no, a boy. Or maybe a young man in the crowd. Bucky immediately noticed that he was an omega. Not that male omegas weren’t normal, they just weren’t horribly common.

Then, one after the other, he noticed things. First, he noticed how the boy was talking to someone. An alpha, Bucky noted, senses slightly heightened. The omega seemed to be smiling, albeit a little too wide to be comfortable with a drink in his hand. Second, his dress was smaller. Still to his ankles, but not as big and poofy as many of the omegas here were wearing. Last, the omega had fixated his gaze off the whoever-the-fuck alpha and on him.

Like a siren, Bucky drifted deeper into the crowd.

“Have we met?” The boy smiled once Bucky was close enough to hear him. He was gorgeous, Bucky thought to himself.

The alpha looked, dumbfounded, at this little omega. He must have only been around 5’4, and with Bucky standing at a whopping 6’2, he practically craned over the little thing.

Bucky anxiously scratched at his scent patch, a mandatory setback with working at the palace. His alpha hormones could go out of wack with how many people he worked with on a day to day basis.

The boy eyed the patch and if he cared, he didn’t show it. Instead he blinked and tilted his head to wait for an answer.

Bucky gulped and shook his head quickly. “I believe we have not,” He said and bowed, “You’re not apart of my King’s court. I would know. That’s why I…” Noticed you.

The brown haired omega (Bucky just registered that he was brunette) simply giggled and held out his hand. “Since you’re all knowing, I’d expect that you know how to dance?”

In a perfect reality, Bucky would be an amazing dancer and he would show off his skills to this wonderful little omega that the gods had blessed him with tonight. Unfortunately, the world wasn’t perfect.

“I do,” Bucky lied, “But not very well.” He said with a hint of truth.

“It’s fun.” The boy said, “Don’t worry, I’ll guide you.”

Bucky took the omega’s hand with a surge of that built in alpha confidence and even though Bucky had two left feet, he let himself go and followed along with the boy’s steps. Within the couple of minutes that the song took, Bucky studied his features.

Fluffy brown curls that fell past his chocolate brown eyes. Pale skin with little dotted freckles along his cheeks. Pink lips. Long lashes. Button nose. A faint smell of flowers.

“You never told me your name.” Bucky said as he leaned down to kiss the back of the boy’s hand.

“You never told me yours either.” The omega giggled softly. “It is impolite though.. my name’s—“

A loud voice boomed throughout the crowd. “Peter Benjamin Stark!” Everyone fell silent and the orchestra paused their music.

The omega.. (Peter?) turned to look in the direction of the voice, his scent switching from calm to annoyed in a millisecond.

King Rogers caught Bucky’s eye and the alpha flushed embarrassedly.

King Stark made his way through the crowd with something quite shiny in his hand. He then rolled his eyes at the still crowd. “As you were. This is between me and my son.”

The lump in Bucky’s throat didn’t leave as Peter dropped his hand and turned to face his father. This omega was King Stark’s son? He couldn’t believe it. Him, a bodyguard, had danced with a member of the royal family. King Rogers would fire him without fail.

“How many times have I told you to wear your crown in public, Peter?” Bucky could see now that King Stark was holding Peter’s dainty little crown. The thing was adorned with the finest jewels and Bucky realized that it was probably worth more than his own life.

“But daddy, I—“

“How many times?” King Stark’s voice was stern but still fond. Fatherly.

“A lot.” Peter frowned and hung his head embarrassedly. He took the crown from the man’s hand and shoved it on top of his curls clumsily.

Bucky had the urge to fix it for him but he realized that that would be crossing several lines, even for him.

“People need to know of your importance, Peter. Imagine if someone accidentally bumped into you? They would have no clue who they were hurting. I should not have to lecture you in front of two hundred people, and in front of King Rogers’ court,” He gently placed his hands on Peter’s arms and sighed, “Seeing as we’ll be staying here in the palace for the week, we must make a good impression. You must be on your best—“

Peter cut him off and finished his sentence. “Behavior. Yes, I know, dad.”

“Now, who’s this?” King Stark turned to Bucky.

Bucky realized that he had been standing idly for the entire conversation. He swallowed and bowed to the King swiftly, sweating slightly. This could be the end of his job. Or his life. Same thing.

“Oh!” Peter bursted excitedly, turning to look at Bucky before looking at Tony once more. “This is—“ He cut himself off before frowning. “I’m sorry, I don’t even know your name. What’s your name?”

“Sergeant James Barnes, your Highness. King Rogers’ bodyguard. I am so sorry if I did anything to offend your status or crown. I didn’t know that Peter— Princess Peter was your son.” Still bowing, Tony looked down at the man.

“You may stand. Peter. Did he hurt you?”

“N—no, daddy! We just danced, you do this every time!” Peter groaned and shook his head wildly.

“Just looking out for you, pet. Come, let’s not make a fool of ourselves on the dance floor. James, please, follow. I’m sure King Rogers will have a lot to deal with considering you were out of your station.”

King Rogers had told King Stark that he would like to have a conversation between the four of them in private, which meant that it was another two agonizing hours of standing, watching, waiting. Feeling bile in his throat at the idea of losing his job.

Worst of all, Peter was not allowed to dance for the rest of the night. He sat next to his father, looking pretty but utmostly bored. Bucky felt a twang of sympathy and guilt in his chest.

and two hours later— finally, finally, the ball was over. People were leaving, guests were bidding the Kings goodnight.

Bucky was shaking with anxiety.

Clint patted his back as they walked back into the common room where the Kings and Peter had resided. “It’s alright, man. I’m sure it’ll just be a strict talking to.”

Bucky wasn’t quite as sure as Clint.

#winterspider #abo #omegaverse #omega peter #alpha bucky #bucky barnes #peter parker #spiderman #tony stark #steve rogers #clint barton #royalty au #abo au #lee writes #fic #ficlet #drabble