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The Wrong Line of Work (Mob Boss AU)

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Summary: As Dr. Sam leaves his clinic at the end of the day, an injured mobster takes him hostage and forces him to fix him up.

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It was getting late and Sam had to close up his clinic, so he put away his files and headed out through the back door. As he locked up the place, he felt something cold and hard press against the back of his head, putting him on alert.

“Scream and I will blow your head off,” a low, dark voice said in his ear.

“Listen, whatever you want, just take it and leave,” Sam told the supposed robber.

“Get back inside the clinic,” the man replied. He groaned into Sam’s ear, making Sam shudder. He followed the man’s directions and quickly opened the clinic, heading back inside.

“Close the door,” the man ordered once they were inside, and Sam followed his direction once again.

“What now?” Sam asked. “We don’t have money in here. My nurse just deposited all the money at the bank.”

The man huffed in return. “I don’t want your money,” he said. “Turn around.”

Sam did as he was told once again and turned around to face the man. His eyes widened when he realized who this man was. The most notorious mob boss of the city. Steven Grant Rogers. The man was in a terrible shape. There were cuts on his face, and over his eyes, and oh yeah, he was bleeding from the torso.

“You’re hurt,” Sam pointed out.

“Thanks. I hadn’t noticed.” Steven Rogers rolled his eyes. “I need you to patch me up,” he added.

“This is a fertility clinic,” Sam told him. Sam was glad that it was only him at the clinic and the patients and other medical staff had left.

“It’s a clinic. And you’re a doctor,” Steven gritted through his teeth before pointing the gun right between Sam’s eyes. “Now patch me up.”

Sam immediately put his hands up. “Okay, okay,” he replied and immediately headed towards the room where the medical equipment was. He got the supplies he needed to patch the mobster up. “Please sit down,” he asked the man as politely as he could.

Steven sat down on the chair next to the exam table and Sam got down in front of him. He started out by cleaning Steven’s wounds, who hissed in return and pointed the gun at his head once again.

“Sorry, I should have warned you,’ Sam told the mobster, who grunted and lowered the gun once again.

“H- how did you get hurt, Mr. Rogers?” Sam asked, trying to make conversation despite the situation.

“I have plenty of enemies,” Steven replied and went quiet, letting Sam fill in the blanks himself.

“I need to stitch up the wound above your eye,” Sam told the mobster.

Steven did not look too pleased, but he nodded anyway. “Go ahead,” he grumbled.

Sam immediately stitched the wound above his eyes before moving down to the wound on his stomach. Steven’s palm still rested there, so Sam had a hard time seeing how bad the damage was. He gave the man a soft smile and assured him he would take good care of him. He removed Steve’s hand and hissed when he noticed the wound as he lifted Steve’s shirt up. “You need a proper hospital for this,” he told the man.

“No!” Steven growled. “No hospitals. You do this,” he ordered Sam.

“Okay,” Sam replied and gulped. He knew if he did it wrong, then the man would just shoot him.

Sam started cleaning the wound on Steven’s stomach once Steven put up his shirt. It was a large gash right across his torso. Sam knew it needed more than stitches, but stitches were the best he could do right now with the resources he had. He cleaned the wound before stitching it up as well. All the while, Steven stayed stoic, like he didn’t care that his skin was being sewn together.

Sam’s hands were still shaking when he finished stitching Steven up. “All done, Mr. Rogers,” Sam said.

“Call me, Steve,” Steven- Steve practically ordered him.

“S- Steve,” Sam stuttered. “Is there anything else you need?”

Steve tilted his head to the side and watched Sam before reaching out with his gun and trailing it down Sam’s face. “You’re hot,” he said.

The last thing Sam expected was for the big bad mob boss to hit on him. “I’m married,” Sam quickly told him and flashed him his ring as he got up from the floor.

Steve winced as he stood up from the stool and came closer to Sam. “Hasn’t stopped me before,” he said, stopped right in front of Sam, leaving very little space between them.

But then Steve suddenly doubled over, grabbing his stomach. “Fuck,” he groaned. “What did you do?” He growled, trying but failing to point the gun at Sam.

“I did nothing! I told you you needed a hospital!”

The man terrified Sam, but he was down at the moment so Sam gathered up the courage to snatch the gun from his hand. The man tried coming at him, but Sam pushed him down and he landed on the floor with a thud.

Steve laughed without any humor. “What now, doc? You gonna shoot me?” He asked as Sam pointed the gun at him.

“No, I’m calling the police,” Sam replied and reached into his pocket to take out his phone.

Steve was clearly hurt somewhere else where that Sam couldn’t see. But why should he care? The man could die for all he care- Steve started to lose consciousness. Shit. Sam thought to himself. He was a doctor. He couldn’t let this man die regardless of who he was. Damn him and his ethics. He turned on the safety on the gun and pocketed it, along with his phone, and got down on the floor.

“Steve, stay with me, don’t close your eyes,” he told the man while gently slapping his face.

Steve groaned and rolled his head from side to side in pain. He struggled to keep his eyes open.

Sam took off Steve’s suit jacket, and that’s when he noticed the bullet wound in his shoulder.

“Shit,” he hissed. “You could have led with the fact that someone shot you,” Sam told Steve.

“Oh,” Steve said in a sleep heavy voice.

“Yes, oh.” Sam scoffed. “Shit,” he cursed under his breath when Steve passed out on him.

Sam listened to Steve’s heartbeat and got something, which made him let out a breath of relief. He then got to taking out the bullet from Steve’s shoulder. “Sorry,” Sam said to the unconscious man and started digging through the flesh. There was blood everywhere, but Sam soon got the bullet out, and put it aside before cleaning the wound and bandaging up his shoulder. He somehow got the mobster to sit up so that he could bandage his torso as well. Sam then stood up and threw Steve’s arm around his shoulders, and helped him off the floor. He groaned as he let the mobster sit on the chair, whose head was hanging and his limbs were loose beside him. Sam checked his breathing and pulse again and realized that they were better now. He should be awake at any moment. Sam looked around for something to tie Steve with. He came back with zip ties and tied Steve’s hands to the chair. Once he finished, he wondered what to do next as he paced the floor. He could now call the cops and make this their problem, but Steve was in no shape to be taken to jail. His wounds wouldn't allow him to survive there. He could call his husband, and together, they could figure out what to do next, but Sam did not want to involve James in this mess.

A groan brought Sam out of his thoughts. He immediately reached into his pocket and took out the gun, pointing it at the mobster. Steve’s eyes opened and he let out a humorless laugh. “Oh, how the tables have turned,” he said sardonically. “You gonna shoot me, doc? What was the point of saving me, then?” He continued to ask in a groggy voice.

Sam hadn’t thought of that. “Shut up,” he grumbled.

“Why didn’t you call the cops?” Steve continued to ask.

“What makes you think I haven’t?” Sam asked.

“Well, I’m not being arrested, so I assume you haven’t called them,” Steve replied smugly, and gave him a weak smile behind his dark beard.

“You’re right, I haven’t called them. You go to jail and you’ll die,” Sam told him. “So here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to call someone to come take you home and I’m going to forget that this ever happened.”

“Are you giving the orders now?” Steve asked, tilting his head to the side.

“Yes, I am, and you are going to follow them,” Sam told him.

Steve sighed and tried pulling his hand but couldn’t since it was tied. “I don’t know who to trust anymore.”

Sam’s eyebrows furrowed at that. “What do you mean?”

“My own man did this to me,” Steve told him. “He is my right-hand man. We’ve known each other for half our lives. We even served together. Then today I find out that he’s working for my rival.”

“Damn, I’m sorry,” Sam said and sat down on the exam table, keeping the gun trained on Steve. “I didn’t know you were in the military.”

“There’s a lot that the papers won’t print,” Steve scoffed. “So yeah, I have no one anymore. No one I can trust.”

“Man, you’re like the most feared man in this city.”

“And?” Steve asked.

“I cannot believe I am having this conversation with you, but just because one man turned out to be a traitor, doesn’t mean all of them are. I am sure you have some people on your side,” said Sam.

“But how do I know who I can trust?” Steve asked, looking up at Sam through his lashes. He looked small and vulnerable, and it almost made Sam feel bad for him.

“Well, put them to the test. If they pass, you know they’re on your side, but if they fail, then you will know they’re not,” Sam said with a shrug.

“There’s a chance you might be in the wrong line of work, doc,” Steve said with a chuckle. “You’d make a great advisor, and I could pay far more than what you make here.”

“Nah, I love my job. Thanks for the offer, though.” Sam chuckled as well and lowered the gun. “If you’re not going to try to kill me, I can drop you off wherever you need to go.”

“You sure had a change of heart,” Steve teased.

“Well, I don’t know what to do with you and I can’t leave you here so… this is the best I can do for you.” Sam got up from the exam table and pocketed the gun again. “I’ll give it back to you when we get to where you need to go,” he told the mobster. “You’re not gonna try to kill me, are you?” Sam asked again, as he went over to Steve and started to untie the zip ties.

“You saved my life. I owe you now,” Steve told him. “I will do everything in my power to protect you for the rest of my life.”

That took Sam aback. “That’s a bit excessive.”

“That’s how it works in my business,” Steve told him.

Sam helped Steve up once the zip ties came off. He put Steve’s arm around his shoulders and helped him outside. “You smell good.”

Sam looked up at Steve and frowned. “How many times do I have to tell you I’m married?”

“How many times do I have to tell you I don’t care?” Steve smirked at him.

Sam got Steve into the front seat of his car before moving around to the driver’s side and getting in himself. “So where to?”

“Drive, I’ll tell you the address,” Steve replied.

“So what does this mysterious husband of yours do?” Steve asked.

“He’s a bouncer,” Sam replied.

“A bouncer and a doctor, huh?”

“What’s wrong with that?” Sam asked, frowning at the mobster.

“Nothing wrong with it. Just thought you were married to another doctor,” Steve replied. “So, how did you two meet?”

“We met at his bar. It’s a funny story, actually.” Sam smiled at the memory. “I got a little too drunk at the bar and got on top of the bar and danced like it was nobody’s business.”

“Then?” Steve laughed softly

“James came and got me off the bar and carried me outside on his shoulder. When he put me down, gave me his number, and called me a cab.”

“I can’t imagine you dancing on top of a bar,” Steve said, chuckling.

“Neither can I, but it happened,” Sam replied. “And then the next day I called him and went back to the bar. This time, he and I had a couple drinks, and we got to know each other. And the rest, as they say, is history.”

“James sounds like a great guy,” Steve pointed out.

“He is. Loves me more than life itself.”

“As he should,” Steve said, giving Sam a smile.

“You’re flirting again.”

“I can’t help it.” Steve winked at him.

Sam shook his head in return. “What about you? No one special in your life? I mean, we’re always seeing you with a new face every time you step out.”

“There is someone but turns out he’s married,” Steve said, dramatically putting a hand on his chest.

Sam rolled his eyes at Steve’s dramatics and pulled up outside the apartment building whose address Steve had given him. “Are you sure this is the place?” Sam asked, looking through the windshield. “Last I heard, you were living in a hilltop mansion.”

“I just needed a stopover before heading back to my place,” Steve told him. “Can I have my gun back?”

Sam gave him a suspicious look as he took out the gun. “What are you gonna do?”

“Nothing that concerns you. Go home to your husband, Sam.” Steve snatched the gun from Sam’s hand and checked the bullets before stuffing it in his slacks.

“You’re practically held together by duct tape and rubber bands. You’ll kill yourself if you go and do something stupid,” Sam told him.

“Go. Home. Sam.” Steve gritted his teeth and slowly got out of the car before making his way to the apartment building.

***

Sam kept thinking about Steve and what he could be up to all the way home.

“You okay?” Is the first thing Sam’s husband asked when Sam entered their apartment. James was busy reading a book on the sofa and looked up to give Sam a concerned look.

Sam walked over to his husband and took the book out of his hands and settled it aside before climbing onto the couch beside him. There wasn’t much space on it for two men their size and Sam was practically lying on top of James, but he didn’t care right now. He almost died tonight, and he needed his husband to hold him.

James held Sam close and kissed the top of his head. “You wanna tell me what’s going on?”

“Rough day is all,” Sam replied. It wasn’t a total lie. “Just hold me, please.”

“Whatever you need, baby,” James told him and kissed the top of his head again.

Sam stayed like that, and soon he drifted off to sleep on top of his husband.

***

Bucky’s second phone buzzed on the coffee table and he was eager to pick it up, but with Sam on top of him, he couldn’t move. He moved Sam, so that he was lying on the sofa and then slowly got out of the couch to go pick up his phone.

He took the phone to the bathroom and closed the door behind him before answering it. “Is it done?”

“No. Unfortunately for you,” a familiar voice came from the other side. One Bucky wasn’t expecting. “Yes, I’m alive, Buck.”

“What happened to Rumlow?” Bucky asked.

“It’s not Rumlow you should be concerned about,” said Steve.

Bucky wasn’t one to get scared easily. He and Steve had been rival mob bosses for years. At this point, Steve’s threats had about as much effect on him as baby aspirin on a bullet wound.

“You turned my most trusted man against me,” Steve accused. “I don’t take that kinda thing lightly.”

“It’s not my fault you’ve surrounded yourself with traitors,” Bucky told him. “If I can turn Rumlow, your right-hand man, then imagine who else I can turn against you? You’re not safe in your own home, Stevie.”

“Shut up,” Steve growled.

“I’d watch my back if I were you. You don’t know where the next attack could come from.” Bucky let out a dark chuckle. “Goodbye.” With that, he hung up and the smile died on his lips as he looked at himself in the mirror. Another one of his plans to bring down Steve had failed.

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purple-babygirl · 2 months

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Hi! I just discovered your blog and i love your writing so so much! I wanted to ask if it's not too much work if you could give us a Sambucky version of something lent instead of it being Sebastian and Anthony? It's totally fine if you don't want to or don't have time. I hope you have a wonderful day!

something lent (SamBucky version)

Pairing: Mob!Sam Wilson x f!reader x Mob!Bucky Barnes Word Count: 8,326 (i know) Summary: Sharing is caring, no? Warnings: 18+ content. pure smut with little plot, nsfw, Mob AU, mention of a safe word, petnames, use of a butt plug, oral (m and f receiving), deep throating, vaginal and anal penetration, fingering, cuckolding, exhibitionism, voyeurism, choking, dom/sub dynamics, sir kink, threesome (m x f x m), multiple orgasms, squirting, one face slap, slight degradation. This is nothing but self-indulgent filth. A/N: thank you for being so patient, nonnie i know it's been a week. i understand that not a lot of people are comfortable reading RPF especially smut and that's okay. i rewrote you a SamBucky version like you asked. please enjoy xx💜 ~~~~ She didn’t mind being Bucky’s pet. She actually loved it. She was a nobody when he first found her, an innocent, feeble soul for him to corrupt and own. She didn’t put up much of a fight when he told her he wanted her because back then she needed what he’d offered. But now she couldn’t imagine being without him.

Bucky stole her heart and she gladly let him, never having felt safer. He gave her a life, made her the princess of his mansion and heart. He had all that he could possibly want in the palm of his hand but she remained his most precious possession.

“Do you trust me, puppy?” Bucky asked, his hand cupping her cheek gently.

“With my life, sir.” She gave a genuine smile, leaning into his warm touch. She was in position, on her knees for him by the front door just the way he liked. Bucky had told her to wait there and she obediently has been for the past hour, just awaiting his arrival to their home.

She was his obedient, little puppy; his submissive, good girl. Bucky loved her more than anything in the world and he never thought a day where he’d want to share her would come. But Sam needed to be persuaded if Bucky wanted any part in that new deal. They were friends, yes, but business was business. And it wasn’t like Bucky missed how his girl would secretly check the man out whenever he would stay for dinner. How dare he deny her whatever her heart desired?

So maybe for one night, just one, for these ‘compelling circumstances’, Bucky could manage to share her with Sam. Just one night.

“If I wanted you to do something, you’d be a good girl for me, wouldn’t you? You’d make me proud?”

Sam was at the end of the room with a devious smirk on his face, knowing he had Bucky right where he wanted him. This deal wasn’t going to be his unless Sam let him have it and Sam’s price was high. “Babygirl, come to the office. Daddy's angry.” Bucky said into the phone and the man before him swallowed harshly. In less than a minute, there was a shy knock on the door and she peeked before sauntering inside, but Bucky tsked, shaking his head. “You know better, puppy.” She dropped to her knees on the hard marble at the mention of her pet name, crawling like an animal till she reached Bucky's chair. “Good pup, open,” he ordered, tapping his hard cock on her cheek. “Sir, is this really necessary?” The man gulped when he heard her gag under the desk. “I'm putting my cock down her throat so I won't put a bullet down yours. Would you like that better?” Bucky growled, withdrawing from her mouth briefly before sliding back inside, making her gag. “N-No, sir. Forgive me.” “Continue talking then.”

Later that day, Sam got the courage to ask for what he really wanted while he had the chance. “What's it gonna take for you to give me that deal, Wilson?” he asked, stretching his legs out on his large desk. “A taste of your puppy.” “What!!” Bucky let his legs down, his eyes throwing daggers at Sam. “I want a night with her.”

“She's no whore and she's mine.” “I know. Makes me want her even more.” Bucky only glared in reply. “Just one night, have her at my mercy and do whatever I want with her, and then we'll talk about that deal.” “Yes, sir. Always.” She didn’t know what he was talking about, but no matter what he wished from her, she knew that would be her answer. She existed to make Bucky pleased and proud.

“Sam is with me. He’s waiting outside,” Bucky informed her, thumb caressing her cheek and soft blue eyes gauging her reaction.

“Would he be staying for dinner?”

She was kind of screwed if that was the case because she’s only prepared dinner for two, knowing how much her sir hated it when they wasted food.

“If you’re the meal, yes,” Bucky chuckled darkly.

“W-What?”

“I’m thinking about lending you to Sam tonight, baby girl. It’s business-related. What do you say?”

Lending. It was only fitting, considering she was Bucky’s property. She knew that and she treasured it. She didn’t need him to explain how this was related to his work or why she was expected to help. She trusted Bucky. She also couldn’t deny that Sam was hotter than the hell she might end up burning in because of all the things she let and continues to let Bucky do to her.

“Whatever you want, sir. You know best,” she echoed his words to him, wanting him to know she trusted him and was up for whatever he wanted to do with her. And if what he wanted just happened to be lending her to Sam Wilson, whatever that meant, then who was she to say no?

“Baby girl, you don’t have to. If you don’t want to, tell me now,” Bucky calmly told her; wanting her to refuse now if she had it in her.

He didn’t want to pressure her into doing anything, especially this. If his girl didn’t want to do this, then to hell with their deal; he was sending Sam home.

“It’s okay, sir. I want to,” she muttered shyly.

“What was that?” Bucky smirked.

“I-I want you to lend me to Sam tonight,” she stuttered.

“You’re one good slut, puppy.” Bucky sighed in pride, his touch leaving her.

“Sir,” her smaller hand got hold of his before he could walk to the front door to let Sam in, “you’re gonna be there, right?”

“Of course, baby girl. I’m not going anywhere,” he reassured her, kissing the top of her coconut-smelling head.

“Okay.” She nodded and let out a relieved huff as she watched him welcome Sam inside.

“Hey, baby,” Sam warmly smiled at her, as if she wasn’t literally kneeling at his feet and he wasn’t there to bang her brains out.

“Hello, Sa-” She stopped herself, not sure if she was allowed to call him Sam.

“Sir?” Her lost eyes found Bucky’s, not wanting to be anything but good for him. He immediately understood.

“She wants to know if she can call you by your name,” Bucky explained to a slightly confused Sam.

“Oh, yeah! I was hoping you’d be screaming it tonight, babe, so,” Sam shrugged flirtatiously, giving her a lopsided smirk that made her heart flutter. Bucky felt a minor tug at his own when he saw her bite back a smile.

Was this a good idea? Even if it wasn’t; it was sort of too late to go back now.

“Alright, do you remember your rules, puppy?” Bucky asked, changing subjects.

“Yes, sir.” She nodded with a smile.

“Wait, what are her rules?” Sam raised an eyebrow.

“Why don’t you tell Sam about our rules while I get a drink, baby girl?” Bucky suggested before reluctantly walking to the kitchen to fetch glasses. He needed something to help him bear what was about to happen.

She looked up at Sam with her wide, puppy eyes, waiting for him to second her permission to speak. He realized that must be where she got her pet name from now. “Go ahead, baby,” Sam told her, his thick fingers twirling some of her waves around his fingers, playing tenderly with the hairs.

Shit, she was nervous.

“I- um- I’m not allowed to speak unless I’m spoken to, or move unless sir tells me to. I’m not allowed to touch sir or myself without permission,” she recited like the good girl she was for Bucky, and was soon to be for Sam, “not allowed to address sir by his name, and I’m not allowed to- to cum without permission either.”

Her face was flushed when she got to the last rule as Sam’s fingers, now fully immersed in her scalp, moved her head upwards to face him. She wondered if Sam’s eyes were originally this dark or if they were darkening like her sir’s did during their scenes.

“Good girl. And you know you can stop us both at any point, any second, just whenever you feel like it’s too much or if you’re overwhelmed,” Bucky reminded her. He was very protective of her, and her safety was his first priority.

“I know, sir.” She nodded, smiling lovingly at the caring man reappearing before her.

“What’s your safe word, puppy? He asked her, handing Sam his drink.

Sam let go of her hair and took the glass, sipping on the drink as he intently eyed her sundress-clad body.

“Red,” she said her word out loud.

She was so proud of herself for never having used it before, and she wasn’t intending on using it anytime soon either. Bucky never pushed her to the point where she needed her safe word. But it made Bucky feel better to know she remembered she had a way out; the option to stop. It was important to him that she knew that he would never let anything happen to her without her consent and desire, so she didn’t mind when he did this every time before a heavy session. If anything, the anticipation of what she presumed to come made her leak in her panties.

“That’s right. And you’re gonna use it if you need to, yes, puppy?”

“Yes, sir.”

“And what if you can’t talk?”

Sam raised an eyebrow at the question.

“I tap your nearest body part 3 times.”

“Show Sam how you do it.” Bucky nodded towards his friend.

She obediently lifted a hand up and tapped the back of Sam’s thigh three consecutive taps.

“Did you feel that?” Bucky asked him, wanting to make sure her touches were recognizable.

“Yeah.” Sam nodded.

“Okay, and what if you can’t move your hands, baby girl?”

“I close my eyes shut and sir will stop right away.”

“That’s right. And other than that?”

“I’m never allowed to break eye contact with sir if my mouth is busy,” she told him her last, unofficial rule.

“Good girl. Now go wait in the bedroom while I have a word with Sam, puppy.” Bucky kissed her forehead.

Without another word, she got up and left, her heart beats racing her up the stairs.

“What kind of shit do you do to your girl, man? Why wouldn’t she be able to talk or touch?!”

“Be a little patient and you might find out tonight.” Bucky downed the rest of his drink.

“Now, for your rules,” Bucky started.

“My rules?” Sam chuckled.

“You’re not allowed to cum in her pussy. That’s mine to fill,” Bucky continued, looking as stern as Sam’s ever seen him.

“Alright, fair enough.”

“I want you to make sure she’s using please and thank you or else you punish her.”

“Copy that.” Sam smirked. He was almost as sadistic as Bucky was. Almost.

“If she says her safe word you stop at once. I don’t care what you’re doing, you stop it.” Bucky’s tone left no room for messing around. He was serious about this. If they were going to do it, they were going to do it right.

“Alright, man. If she says stop I stop.”

“Oh, no, that’s not what I said.” Bucky smirked, shaking his head.

“Wha-”

“If she says stop, keep going. She doesn’t mean it.” Bucky smirked wider, “if she says red, however, your touch instantly leaves her.”

“Are you sure about this?” Sam frowned.

“Yeah, she loves to beg.” He smiled fondly at the thought of his perfect girl pleading before walking to the stairs, “You comin’?”

When both men entered the room, Sam’s eyes darkened even more at what they were met with.

She was out of her dress. Her hair was now tied up in a ponytail, her cheeks glowing, arms bent behind her back and her folded knees parted. Her rounded breasts were on display, hard nipples hiding behind the thin lace. She looked delicious, ripe and ready for the taking. And boy was Sam ready to take.

Her heart was thrumming in her ears. She knew all the gentleness from downstairs was about to vanish. She knew she was about to be treated like a fucktoy by both of these mob men and she couldn’t wait.

“Damn, you’re beautiful,” Sam whispered, taking in the simple, rose lingerie hugging her body and licking his lips.

“Show Sam what you got for your birthday, puppy,” Bucky ordered, closing the bedroom door behind him.

She swallowed shyly before turning around and bending forward to give Sam a full view of her ass and the red jewel peeking out from between its cheeks, the thin string of her thong doing nothing to cover it.

Bucky’s gotten her a lot of stuff on her birthday, but this glass butt plug was among her top favourties. It was big enough to hurt just the right amount. He knew she couldn’t feel pleasure without it being mixed with a little pain. He knew everything there was to know about her inside out.

She had no idea why Bucky told her to slip the plug in that morning but she knew better now and she was dripping wet with excitement. Her face was hot because she knew this wasn’t a mere show. Bucky was letting Sam know he could fuck her ass if he wanted to and she was more than ready for him to do just that.

“Holy fuck.” Sam felt his pants tighten when he saw the toy held inside her ass. The grown man almost made grabby hands at the sight.

“You can turn back around now, baby girl.”

She did and her eyes looked up to Bucky as a matter of habit, her heart running a marathon in her chest.

Bucky couldn’t help but smirk proudly at Sam’s reaction, jealousy no longer that present in his system. He gave his girl one adoring, reassuring smile before walking and sitting down on the couch facing the side of their bed. He was more ready than he’d realized he was to sit in the only front row seat available and enjoy the show that was about to start.

She, on the other hand, didn’t move a muscle, her eyes looking back down at the floor after meeting Bucky’s, focusing on Sam’s shiny shoes. Her hands remained behind her back and her thighs remained open while she kneeled on the floor by the end of the bed.

“What am I gonna do with you, baby?” Sam whispered lustfully, one finger lifting her chin up.

Her eyes wanted to flicker to Bucky for permission, but she reminded herself she was Sam’s for the night. Bucky has lent her to him. She was to take her orders and get her permissions from Sam now.

“Sam asked you a question, puppy.” Bucky’s voice snapped her out of her trance, indirectly reminding her of the rules she was supposed to follow. She had to focus if she wanted to make Bucky proud. She had to be his good girl even if it meant being so for another man while he watched. Especially if it meant being so for another man while he watched.

“A-Anything you want, Sam.” Her answer drew a wicked smile on Sam’s full lips.

“You know I respect you, right?” He asked, his tone serious, confusing her for a second.

“Yes?”

“Good, remember that ‘cause I’m gonna fuck you like I don’t tonight.” Sam smirked and patted her cheek before walking and taking a seat next to Bucky on the couch. She swallowed at the not-so-subtle warning, anticipation rising inside her belly and wetness rushing out of her core.

“Com’ere,” Sam called for her, remembering her rule: she wasn’t allowed movement without permission.

She was quick to get her hands on the floor, crawling to where Sam sat, kneeling by him and waiting for more instructions. She could feel two sets of eyes burning holes into her as she got closer to the couch but she refused to let it intimidate her.

Sam kept her kneeling before him, just basking in his newfound feeling of authority. He then took his jacket off, finding his Cuban cigars and a lighter before leaving it on the arm of the couch.

She looked so innocent even in such revealing lingerie and Sam wanted nothing more than to see that innocence ruined. He lit up his cigar, watching her closely, waiting for her to look up without permission; to break a rule. But she didn’t.

“Bring me that ashtray.” He pointed to the ashtray on the bedside table.

“Yes, Sam.” She instantly crawled back to carry out the order.

She stared up at the ashtray for a second, trying to figure a way to get it back to Sam. She knew she couldn’t get up on two feet, and she couldn’t carry the heavy ashtray in her mouth either. So instead she lifted one hand up to get hold of the glass object, and then carefully placed it on the center of her back. She put her arm back on the ground as slowly as possible before crawling back to Sam.

“Fuck me,” Sam breathed lowly but Bucky heard him.

“Come’ere, sexy,” he smirked, beckoning her with his finger.

She eventually arrived by the man’s knees, not moving a muscle; her body serving as Sam’s own table, offering him the ashtray and everything else under it.

“You’re such a good pet. I see why your sir never wants to leave the house.”

“Thank you, Sam,” she whispered shyly, giving a shy smile.

Sam removed the heavy glass from her back, setting it between himself and Bucky on the couch and tapped his cigar over it. She sat back on her knees in her default position.

“Take those off, baby.” Sam ordered, the tip of his shoe rubbing between her legs over her baby pink thong, “you don’t need ‘em.”

Keeping herself from whimpering, she did as she was told and kneeled back, feeling the air hit her wet cunt. She was more exposed now and a chill ran through her back when she felt Sam eyeing her wetness.

“Look at your pussy glistening when no one’s even touched you yet!” Sam mocked, bringing the tip of his shoe back under her core.

“So you’re not allowed to move without permission, huh?”

“Yes, Sam,” she mumbled.

“Not allowed to cum either?”

“Yes, Sam.”

“Let’s see how good you are at following your rules then.” Sam smirked devilishly, taking a long puff from his cigar as he brought his foot up, nudging her clit with the front of his shoe, “eyes on me.”

She bit her lip and looked at the man, trying not to squirm as the frictionless leather shoe started slowly moving back and forth between her thighs. Sam glided his foot all the way back and her clit got caught on the pointed tip again, making her breath hitch in her throat.

The patent leather was sliding so smoothly under her pussy, almost making squeaky sounds with how wet she was. A shiver slightly shook her thighs when her bud was nudged again but she kept her posture and let out a pleasured sigh. She was getting close and her face and neck were hot.

Bucky knew that look too well and he bit down his lip at the thought of Sam getting his girl so flustered so fast. He hated watching her get teased by another man and hated the raging boner it was giving him.

“Maybe you are as good as Bucky tells me after all.” She didn’t even notice the shoe was no longer touching her until Sam’s impressed voice filled her ears.

“Th-thank you, Sam.” She smiled proudly, finally able to breathe, though her clit still throbbed.

His shoe was now glossy with her arousal and she stared at it in slight embarrassment. She wondered what Bucky was thinking. Was he proud of her? Was he going to punish her for getting so wet for Sam?

“I also heard you were good with your mouth.” Sam cupped her cheek and traced his thumb along her lower lip. She nervously nodded in confirmation.

He took his touch away from her, “show me then, clean the mess you made on my shoes.”

Her mouth opened and closed at the instruction, but she quickly got back on her hands, bowing by Sam’s feet to lick a strip on top of the shoe she’d dirtied. She nearly made a face at the taste of herself tainted with the taste of leather.

“Don’t forget the other shoe too.”

“Yes, Sam.”

She was licking and slurping like his shoes tasted of her favourite ice cream, switching left and right between both shoes. She just wanted to be good. When Sam eventually let out a low “enough”, his pair of shoes was shinier than it ever was with her saliva coating it.

She lifted herself up and involuntarily looked at Bucky for approval. He gave her his ‘good girl’ smirk and she bit back another smile of her own, licking her lips and casting her eyes down.

“Good girl, so obedient,” Sam voiced Bucky’s thoughts for her before taking her by the neck to press his lips to hers, licking her taste off her tongue.

The kiss was gentle despite the tight hold he had on her neck. It was Sam’s way of emphasizing that she shouldn’t keep looking at Bucky. She could taste the cigar on his tongue and hoped hers didn’t taste of leather.

Sam’s dark eyes gazed at her hungrily when he pulled away, “now get that mouth on me, baby. Show me what it can really do,” he whispered against her lips, letting her neck go.

Not needing further urging, she sat up on her knees and her fingers did quick work of the man’s pants. He lifted himself up, helping her push his pants and boxer briefs down his knees. And once his hard dick sprung free, she sat back and stared with a slack jaw. That was one beautiful cock right there and it was about to be in her mouth. It was hers to suck for the night.

Bucky noticed and his jaw clenched as he made her a silent promise in his head to remind her who she really belonged to later.

“What? Too big for you?” Sam teased cockily, pushing her chin up and closing her mouth for her.

She licked her lips and shook her head. Yes, Sam was longer than Bucky, but she could definitely take him.

“What are you waiting for then? Get to work.” Sam opened his legs and sat back and she had to fight the urge to look at Bucky again.

Given permission to touch, she moved her warm hands up Sam’s strong thighs, trying to stop herself from imagining riding them to focus on the real prize in between.

One of her hands wrapped around his hard length and gave a small squeeze, hearing him sigh already. She started slowly moving her hand up and down his cock, more sighs leaving Sam’s lips as he relaxed more into the couch. Her mouth watered at the sight of precum dribbling out of his head and she gave no warning before she flattened her tongue and licked a strip along the underside of his cock and over the tip. She closed her lips around it and let her tongue flick over Sam’s slit, softly humming at his musky taste with the tinge of saltiness she would always remember as Sam’s. It was different from her sir’s but it was fucking tasty. Sam moaned at the sudden warmth surrounding his sensitive tip and bucked his hips.

She managed to take most of Sam in her mouth, her hand stroking what she couldn’t yet fit. His big hand was on the back of her head, below her ponytail as he gently thrust half of his length in and out of her mouth.

“Keep going. She can take it.” Bucky could tell Sam was holding back, but he knew what his girl could handle. He knew she loved to be used. And he also knew he needed to stroke himself over his pants to the sight of her deep throating Sam.

“She’s so good. Fuck!” Sam groaned, keeping eye contact with her all the while as his hips snapped deeper. She looked admirable with tears gathering in her wide eyes, and his cock filling her mouth.

Sam pushed himself deeper and she did her best to relax her throat but he had her gagging anyways. Definitely longer than Bucky.

She hollowed her cheeks and held on to Sam’s thighs, letting him use her throat and hearing the sexiest groans leave his. Her clit was tingling with need.

“Oh yes, baby. Choke on it,” Sam growled when he held her by her ponytail and gave a deep thrust, making her gag again.

Tears left her eyes as she focused on sucking and breathing through her nose. Her tongue teased the now very prominent vein on the underside of Sam’s cock and his hands tightened around her locks; it almost hurt. She loved it.

Sam pulled out for a minute to let her breathe before grabbing her head again, pushing her mouth down his cock until the hairs above it tickled her nose. He kept her there, his cock deep-seated in her throat and she held still. She didn’t dare do anything other than relax her throat for him.

Sam let up, giving her a minute to breathe before getting himself sheathed back down her warm throat again.

“Look at you chocking on another man’s cock like the little slut you are,” Bucky whispered, leaning forward, his hand finding the jewel peeking out of her tighter hole and lightly tapping it.

She gasped but it turned into a gurgle around Sam’s cock, making him moan and Bucky laugh.

“She’s drenched just from having your cock down her throat, Sam.” Bucky chuckled when his friend groaned, his index pushing down on the jewel and circling slowly, making the tip of the plug twirl inside her. He intentionally avoided checking how wet she was, depriving her clit of any relief his fingers could possibly provide.

Her moans around Sam were muffled and she could do nothing but kneel there and take it. She knew better than to squirm or try to move away from Bucky’s torment or Sam’s cock.

“Shit, make her do that again,” Sam panted, feeling himself get close to release.

Hearing them talk about her like she wasn’t there made her pussy pulse. Bucky pulled on the jewel, only getting an inch of it out before shoving it back inside her again, holding down hard and rolling the jewel. The bulbous head of the plug massaged circles inside her tightness.

She choked on another moan, the sensation of the glass dildo swirling on the inside of her ass was maddening. It was all new to her. It felt so good but not at all enough and she could feel her wetness ooze down her thighs as her cunt clenched around nothing.

“Fuck, gonna cum,” Sam grunted as she continued sucking and mewling around him. “You know what to do, puppy,” Bucky warned, although he knew she wouldn’t spit, pushing the toy further in her.

Sam’s hot cum shot down her throat and she moaned when she tasted more of him. Her swallowing around Sam’s tip made his hips stutter through his orgasm. He tugged her head back by her hair, slowly slipping his cock out of her mouth, but she still bent forward and cleaned him up with her tongue.

“Thank you, Sam.” She licked her lips and smiled timidly at the man.

He just chuckled, still having trouble breathing, “my pleasure, you perfect little thing.”

“Good girl.” Bucky possessively slapped her ass, making her whimper before sitting back and smirking down at her state.

Her face was hot, cheeks slightly moist with her tears and chin with her spit. Her lips were swollen and her hair was a mess, ponytail no longer in place.

“Very good,” Sam gulped, “goddamn, girl!”

She smiled wider at the praise as Sam wiped the tears off her cheeks.

“Fix your hair so we can take a look at that wet pussy, baby girl.” Bucky interrupted.

Her gaze alternated between his face and strained cock, silently asking what about you?

“I’ll have my fun with you, puppy. Don’t you worry your greedy, little holes.” Bucky grinned and she blushed, raising her arms to her head to redo her ponytail.

When Bucky went back down to get himself another drink, thinking it’d help him cool off, and it was just her alone with Sam, he told her to get up and stand by the bed. He loved watching her ass as she walked now that he knew she had a plug in. He walked over to her after pulling up his boxers, shoes and pants off and forgotten.

“What do you want, baby?” Sam asked, his fingers playing with her right bra strap.

“I wanna please you, Sam.” She knew her answer, her tone hushed as his hands started kneading her soft boobs.

“You don’t want me to return the favor?” Sam tilted his head to the side with a smirk, the pads of his thumbs swiping over her barely covered nipples, circling and teasing.

“O-only if you want to.” She was trying her best not to squirm under his touch or at the thought of his lips on her. Sam’s lust-filled eyes kept eye contact with her wide doe ones while his hands pushed her bra straps down her shoulders, slowly reaching back to unclasp the whole thing. He let it slip down her arms as his stare moved lower to take in her naked chest.

“You’re too perfect,” he whispered to himself, squeezing her boobs again as Bucky opened the door and walked back in, but she heard him and blushed.

Bucky’s jacket was gone and his cock was tenting in his pants. Cooling off didn’t work.

Sam pulled hard on her nipples when he saw her get distracted by Bucky’s entrance, making her gasp. Sam wanted to punish her. He wanted to see her break a rule but she was too good, so well-trained. She didn’t squeak the ‘please’ that was on the tip of her tongue at the feeling. She didn’t let herself beg for more. She didn’t stumble forward.

Bucky smirked, knowing she would always want him and only him no matter who was with her. He sat on his spot on the couch and sipped on his drink, dark eyes watching her naked body be played with by Sam.

“Get on the bed, baby.” Sam ordered with a nod, “on your back.” And she wasted no time before obeying.

“Open your legs for me,” Sam murmured after positioning a pillow under her head. He wanted her to watch him devour her.

He circled the bed and a shiver ran through her when the chill air hit her wet core again as she did like she was told and spread her legs.

Sam held her ankles, getting on his knees before her at the end of the bed and setting her shins on his broad shoulders.

“Turns out I’m in the mood to return the favor, so let me hear you, baby. Don’t hold back,” Sam said, giving her permission to make noises as he slowly pulled the plug out of her ass.

She let out a soft whine that had him craving more. Sam didn’t waste a minute, immediately diving in between her legs, licking up a stripe from her opening to her clit before slipping his tongue in her pussy.

Sam moaned at her sweet taste and she threw her head back, mewling as she felt his tongue poke inside and his lips vibrate on her.

Sam’s thick index traced her rim, filling the place her plug has been, feeling around before being joined by his middle. He sucked her clit between his lips as his fingers scissored inside of her ass. Her back bowed off the bed with a loud whine, the coldness of his rings strongly felt against her hot insides.

She didn’t have permission to touch Sam so she grabbed on the sheets under her instead, whimpering and trying to remain in place.

“Sam,” she moaned when he slowed his movements on her holes.

“You like what I’m doing to you? You like getting your ass fingered while my tongue flicks your little clit?”

“Yes, yes, please,” she whined desperately.

“Please what, baby? Be specific.” Sam smirked before licking up and down her taint.

“Please don’t stop,” she squealed, opening her legs as wide as they’d go on the man’s shoulders.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, baby,” Sam said as he slipped a third finger next to the two already inside her ass.

Bucky couldn’t take it anymore, dreading that her attention was no longer on him, completely hoarded by Sam at the moment. She was squirming and mewling like a bitch in heat, and palming himself over his pants did nothing for him. He put his glass down and got on the bed by her head, noticing her eyes already looking glazed over. Her mouth unstoppably let out the softest pleads and whimpers.

Bucky unbuckled his pants and pushed them down just enough to get his dick out, desperate to feel her mouth around him.

“Open wide for your sir, puppy,” Bucky demanded and she promptly let her tongue out as he guided himself closer to her face.

Bucky was straddling her head, his back to the headboard, and when he sheathed his entire cock down her throat, he swore he could see it bulging on the outside of her neck. She gagged at the sudden intrusion, but wrapped her lips around him still. Bucky threw his head back, feeling her wet throat hug his cock. She was so good for him. She was always so good for him; he’d burn down the world for those teary, doe eyes.

“I wanted to hear her,” Sam complained when he lifted his head from her pussy to see her mouth stuffed full, fingers reaching deeper inside her ass. She mewled and gagged more around Bucky’s cock, making him groan before smiling smugly at Sam.

“Yeah, well, I wanted to fuck her throat.” Bucky smirked, thrusts going languid and deep.

“Fine, have it your way.” Sam put his tongue back inside of her, and started sliding it in and out of her heat, lapping at her like a starved man.

She would gasp Sam’s name every time Bucky paused and took his cock out for her to breathe, making him shove himself back in her mouth with little gentleness. He stopped using her mouth when he saw her stomach tensing though. He knew when she was about to cum; he knew all the signs.

“Can I please cum, Sam?” She gulped as Bucky caressed her face, wiping any residue tears.

Looking into her teary eyes, Bucky felt himself fall in love with her all over again. She always looked so beautiful when she was about to lose it.

Sam’s merciless stimulation of her two holes and Bucky’s cock stuffing the third drove her to a near edge quicker than ever. Sam was everywhere. His fingers fucking her ass and his tongue fucking her cunt all while his lips sucked her clit.

“Cum for me, puppy.” Sam purposefully used Bucky’s pet name for her to rile him up before sucking harder on her bundle of nerves, pushing his fingers deeper in her and curling them.

Bucky, naturally, slid his dick down her throat once more, forbidding Sam from hearing his name be shouted.

Her thighs shook, involuntarily closing around Sam’s head. With a scream muffled on Bucky’s cock, her ass fluttered around Sam’s fingers as she came, feeling him drink her release right up from the source.

“That’s a good puppy.” Sam smirked up at Bucky, who still stood with a hard cock on him, only now it was wet with her saliva.

“Thank you, Sam.” She panted, feeling her toes uncurl and her muscles start to relax.

“You’re welcome, baby.” He pecked her clit one last time before towering over her, caging her between his muscular arms. He slipped his tongue in her mouth and let her taste herself again. She tasted much better on his tongue than his shoes.

“Do you mind?” Sam broke the kiss, “I’m gonna fuck her now, go back to your couch.” He pressed his lips back to hers again, swallowing her shocked gasp.

She knew she’d probably be the one to face Bucky’s wrath later and the thought left her whimpering against Sam’s lips.

Bucky scoffed and got off the bed, giving her a menacing smirk. He’d let Sam take what he needed for the night because he knew whose cock she’d be begging for later anyway. A deal was a deal and he wanted to get this over with too.

Sam slid down her body again and gave her pussy another kiss, “gonna fuck this ass real good,” he whispered to her core.

“Let me see you live up to the name, puppy.” Sam pinched her side and got off the bed.

She heard her order loud and clear, getting on all fours for Sam and looking at herself in the mirror. Her ponytail was ruined once more from her squirming on the bed and the baby hairs on her forehead were stuck there with sweat. Her cheeks were burning and lips puffy. She whimpered and her limbs shook, her stare lowering as she blushed at how hungry she felt for another man.

“Eyes on the mirror.” She looked back up obediently and saw Sam taking his shirt off.

The man looked like museum art. His defined, muscular arms and buff, sculpted chest had her pussy drooling all over again. And good god that ass was just exquisite.

She watched Sam climb on the bed behind her form, pulling her ass to him and grinding himself on her. He was rock hard as if she hasn’t touched him all night. Then his tip nudged her tighter hole and she bit down.

“You got lube?” he asked, alternatively slapping his cock on both her holes.

“F-First drawer.”

“Gonna fuck you so good your little puppy holes would be gapin’ for days.” Another rush of wetness left her cunt at Sam’s promise; she ached to be filled. Sam lubed his cock up, poking her ass with the tip before carefully pushing it past her rim. She let out a shaky breath, head dropping as she felt her muscles stretch with little resistance to accommodate Sam’s length. The man was blessed.

“Eyes on the mirror I said,” Sam grunted, bottoming out inside her ass.

She instantly lifted her head up and her eyes met the reflection of his dark ones.

“Don’t make me repeat myself again.” He smacked her thigh, rolling his hips to push himself deeper in her ass, “you’ve been good so far.”

“’M sorry, Sam.” She whimpered. “Such a good puppy.” Sam began moving in and out, taking his time with her, letting her adjust, his fingers digging into her hips, most likely bruising the soft flesh.

“Fuck, your ass is tight, baby.” Despite being previously stretched on the plug, she was still so tight and her walls gripped Sam so needily every time he buried his dick in her.

When he felt she’s gotten used to him and heard her breathing get louder, Sam stilled and locked eyes with her in the mirror while his middle and ring fingers pushed inside her wet pussy without warning. He smirked when he watched her breath hitch in surprise, mouth falling open further and eyes struggling not to shut. She’s never felt so full. “You’re so wet, baby. Who made you this wet?” Sam asked, his cock delivering a harsh stab to her ass, fingers moving in and out of her cunt.

It took everything not to turn her head to Bucky to seek his permission for what she knew she was supposed to say. “I asked you a question, puppy.” Sam took his cock out of her ass and before she could even register or protest, he shoved it in her pussy, filling her up in one thrust.

She screamed out, pain mixed with pleasure just the way she liked and there was no way stopping her mouth now, “you, Sam, you. You made me wet. It’s all for you.”

Her squealing was a bucket of ice on Bucky’s head. It’s all for Sam? Was it now?

“That’s a good puppy,” Sam grunted behind her, fucking into her in hard, fast thrusts. She could feel his tip kissing her cervix with every push of his hips. She was floating, unable to silence or manage her screams.

Sam switched again, sliding out of her wet cunt and plunging his cock back in her ass, “who’s making you scream?” he slapped her ass before his fingers found her swollen clit.

“Y-You, Sam! You!” She clutched the sheets, barely able to keep herself up.

“Damn right.” He gave one harsh thrust and her orgasm peeked at her from around the corner.

“Can I please cum? Please.” Her teary eyes pleaded with him in the mirror.

“Gonna cum for me again already?” Sam chuckled, his fingers relentless on her clit.

“Yes, Sam, p-please.” She whined, pussy clenching around nothing as he filled her ass.

“Cum.” One word and her orgasm was washing over her in waves.

Her arms involuntarily stretched above her head and clutching the bedding, her face lowered and hidden in the sheets as her ass pushed back against Sam. Her orgasm rippled through her and her thighs quivered again.

Sam bit his lip at the sight of her cumming with his cock stuffing her ass, fingers still playing with her clit to keep her trembling until she whined, chest heaving and tummy still clenching.

“So it’s all for Sam?” Bucky’s voice echoed throw the room and she could barely breathe now.

“Sir-” She forced her head up from the mattress, teary eyes already begging for forgiveness.

“Do I need to remind you who owns you, pup?” Bucky gently touched her cheek, “do I?” he slapped her before painfully gripping her jaw.

“No, sir, I-I could never forget.” She shook her head, instant tears filling her eyes. Shame filled her as she could still feel herself fluttering around Sam’s cock.

“Seems like you did, puppy.” Bucky let go of her jaw, his own clenching in held in ire.

“Get off her.” He nodded to Sam, who was still snug inside her.

“I thought you said I was in charge tonight? C’mon now, you don’t wanna confuse this poor puppy, my cock is already fucking her dumb enough.”

“Get off,” Bucky said between gritted teeth.

“Not before she gives me another one from her pussy.” Sam smirked coldly, making a growl vibrate through Bucky’s chest.

“Dangle your head off the bed, puppy,” Bucky ordered her instead and she looked back at Sam, silently pleading that he pulls out of her.

Sam pulled out with a chuckle as she whimpered. He moved off the bed and let her lay on her back, hanging her head off the mattress like Bucky wanted. As soon as Bucky's thighs were around her head, Sam straddled her waist, rubbing the head of his prick over her drenched pussy lips. She could feel the heat of both men’s gazes as they stared at each other challengingly.

“Open up.” Bucky tapped his dick on her lips without sparing her a glance, his hard eyes on Sam.

She obeyed and Bucky was shoving himself down her throat in no time, Sam simultaneously pushing himself inside her slippery cunt. She gagged and moaned as both her throat and pussy contracted around the huge cocks filling her up.

“If you wanna act like a cock slut so bad, might as well treat you like one, puppy,” Bucky growled, thrusting in and out of her throat with a punishing force. The harder Bucky fucked her mouth, the harder Sam went on her poor pussy. She was soon reduced to a whimpering mess around Bucky, her cunt sensitive but still insatiate as it swallowed Sam and clung to his cock.

Bucky momentarily pulled out of her mouth, “who do you belong to?”

“You, sir. Only you.” She could only say as much before he was back to filling her throat.

“That’s right, puppy. I own you. I fucking own every inch of this body.” Bucky’s fingers danced over her collarbones before pinching her nipples.

She squealed, choking on his cock as she felt herself getting close again. “Oh, you like being stuffed from both ends?” Sam taunted when he felt how hard she was clamping down on him.

Bucky left her throat and she coughed a little, her neck slightly hurting from the position she was in. Sam took the chance that Bucky was letting her breathe and drove his cock inside her, his tip hitting her spot.

“Ah, Sam!” She cried out, making Bucky push back in her mouth with minute sympathy.

“At least make me cum first before screaming another man’s name, you dirty little puppy,” Bucky growled, slapping her breasts, making Sam smirk as he fucked her throbbing pussy.

His words, though uttered in a moment of lust, made her heart lurch. She didn’t want Bucky to think she’d put her pleasure before his or that she was enjoying Sam’s treatment of her lower half more than choking on his dick.

She started sucking harder, ignoring the tension building in her lower abdomen and turning all her moans to hums on Bucky’s cock. She did all the things she knew made her man’s eyes roll and his ringed fingers wrapped about her throat in confirmation. She stretched her arms past her head, her fingers trailing up Bucky’s inner thighs, making him shiver. Her fingers gently played with his balls and Bucky groaned, his hand squeezing her neck more. Soon enough, he was filling her throat with his cum, his mouth agape and his rings bruising her neck. She swallowed every drop, licking her lips and gasping when Bucky pulled out, “thank you, sir.” She panted, her lungs greedy for oxygen.

Bucky only nodded, kicking his pants off before sitting beside her head. Sam grabbed her by the waist so her head wasn’t hanging off the bed anymore before he resumed the movements of his hips.

“I’m sorry, sir.” She whispered, more tears leaving her eyes.

Bucky sighed, leaning forward to kiss her trembling lips and she knew she was forgiven. His hands roamed her chest, thumb rubbing over one nipple as he watched her cries grow loud for Sam again. Her throat was sore and her whines were weaker but she was much happier knowing her sir wasn’t mad at her anymore.

“Please,” she whispered when Sam’s fingers flicked her abused clit again.

“Please what, baby?”

“Please let me cum, Sam,” she begged, her hands clutching the sheets as her tummy tensed.

“Cum all over my cock, puppy,” Sam groaned and thrust his cock harder in her.

Her back bowed, clit chasing closer to Sam’s fingers before she saw white and it all became too much. Sam pulled his cock out of her and a rush of her release followed.

“Just when I thought you couldn’t get any more perfect,” Sam breathed as he watched her quiver and squirt, fingers still rubbing her clit to help her ride it all out.

She quickly became sensitive and her waist jerked, her body settling on the bed, aftershocks buzzing through her core.

“My turn, baby,” Sam said before sliding back in her ass, her wetness helping him glide right in.

“You gonna let me cum in your ass, puppy?” he asked as he fucked her through the aftereffects of her orgasm, her pussy and ass still fluttering.

“Yes, Sam. Please cum inside me, need your cum,” she moaned, letting Sam fuck her into the mattress and loving it.

“Such a good puppy, letting me use you to please your sir- ahh,” Sam grunted, pushing her legs to her chest to have a better view of his cock disappearing in her ass.

“Please, Sam.” She felt herself get close again.

Sam could see her toes curling again before him and a smirk drew itself on his face, “cum for me, puppy. Cum with me.”

Her muscles tensed yet again and her eyes rolled to the back of her head before she felt Sam’s warm cum fill her up.

“Thank you, Sam,” she let out, her voice above a whisper.

“Thank you, baby.” Sam carefully pulled out of her and kissed her forehead sweetly, “that was amazing.”

“It really was.” She smiled tiredly and the man chuckled.

“Okay, get out,” Bucky said impatiently.

“Woah, I’m not walking out of here pantless. Chill.” Sam patted his shoulder as he walked to the couch to the bathroom to get cleaned up.

“How are you feeling, pup?” Bucky cradled her face and she turned to kiss his hands.

“Really exhausted.” She smiled, “did I do good?” “You did perfect, baby girl. Like always.” He kissed her swollen lips softly.

“That deal is yours by the way,” Sam interrupted as he shrugged on his coat.

Bucky just nodded with a smile in appreciation as he watched Sam walk himself out. He got up to carry her to the shower and saw Sam’s cum leaking out of her ass hole.

“You just love getting your ass fucked, don’t you?”

“I guess I do.” She blushed.

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pornstar/stripper aus:

pornstar!bucky

pornstar!bucky vol. 2

stripper!bucky x innocent!reader

mob/agent/bodyguard aus:

mob!bucky

mob!bucky vol. 2

mob!bucky vol. 3

mob!bucky vol. 4

mob!bucky vol. 5

dom!mob!bucky • (part 2)

mafia!bucky

mobboss!husband!bucky

mobboss!husband!bucky vol. 2

secret agent!bucky

bodyguard!bucky

ceo/sugar daddy/boss aus:

ceo!bucky

ceo!bucky vol. 2

ceo!bucky vol. 3

ceo!bucky vol. 4

ceo!bucky vol. 5

ceo!husband!bucky

boyfriend!ceo!bucky

sugar daddy!bucky

sugar daddy!bucky vol. 2

sugar daddy!bucky vol. 3

mob!sugardaddy!bucky

ceo!sugardaddy!bucky

dilf!sugardaddy!bucky

boss!bucky x secretary!reader

rockstar aus:

rockstar!bucky

rockstar!bucky vol. 2

rockstar!boyfriend!bucky

rockstar!boyfriend!bucky vol. 2

rockstar!boyfriend!bucky vol. 3

brother's best friend!rockstar!bucky

beefy bucky aus:

beefy!bucky

beefy!barista!bucky

beefy!roommate!bucky

beefy!boyfriend!bucky

cw!bucky with tattoos

bucky and alpine/pets aus:

bucky x alpine

boyfriend!bucky x alpine

bucky studying with alpine

bucky and alpine's movie night

adopting a puppy with bucky barnes

bucky's and alpine's instagram accounts

best friend/friend aus:

best friend!bucky

best friend!bucky vol. 2

friend!roommate!bucky

best friend!roommate!bucky

secret mafia!best friend!bucky

being best friends with yelena and bucky

winter soldier aus:

winter soldier

40s!bucky aus:

40s!bucky x waitress!reader

sambucky/stucky aus:

sambucky x reader

stucky x reader

prince/princess aus:

prince!bucky

prince!bucky x princess!reader

supernatural creatures aus:

devil!bucky

shifter!bucky

poseidon!bucky

vampire!king!bucky

vampire!husband!bucky

hunter!bucky x demon!reader

dark supernatural aesthetic x bucky barnes

other aus:

artist!bucky

omega!bucky

jealous!bucky

babysitter!bucky

tattoo artist!bucky

dance instructor!bucky

construction worker!bucky

sex phone operator!bucky

cottagecore x bucky barnes

first date with bucky barnes

zoom call with bucky barnes

late night driving with bucky

stargazing with bucky barnes

trip to paris with bucky barnes

bucky barnes taking you to prom

bucky barnes and his birthday girl

lyrics mb (taylor swift - paris)

lyrics mb (dove cameron - bad idea)

bucky barnes dating plus size reader

bucky falls in love with librarian!reader

going to a theme park with bucky barnes

bucky barnes and his innocent, sweet girl

bucky barnes visiting reader in the hospital

wearing matching hello kitty pjs with boyfriend!bucky

enemies to lovers with bucky barnes

enemies to friends with benefits to lovers with bucky barnes

bucky barnes as southside serpent (riverdale universe)

detective!bucky x serial killer!male reader

bucky ft. kinda joe black aesthetic

moodboards series:

trust - tfatws!bucky

other characters moodboards

#sebastian stan #bucky barnes #bucky barnes moodboard #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes ff #sebastian stan x reader fluff #sebastian stan x you #sebastian stan smut #sebastian stan x reader

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ninesdb · 10 months

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For my Free Space I'm going with a great SamBucky Mafia!AU written by the great @glittercake

Kings of Everything (6041 words) by glittercake Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson Characters: Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Timothy "Dum Dum" Dugan, Mentions of Steve Tony Thor and the Howling Commandos, Mentions of Clint and Scott Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Mob, Mobster AU, Unreliable Narrator, Time Skips, Mob Boss Bucky, Club Owner Sam, casual reference to murder, Misleading Narrative, Established Relationship, outsider pov, Happy Ending Summary: Twenty-five years after the events at a popular New York Bistro, Timothy DumDum Dugan tells the true story of infamous mobster Jimmy Buchanan and the man he gave it all up for.

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istansamwilsonbish · 2 years

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Okay.......Random FanFic ideas that are keeping me sane while I move.

SamBucky. But Grease AU.

BruTasha. But Faults in Our Stars AU.

AgentFalcon. But based on 1 Step Forward, 3 Steps Back by Olivia Rodrigo.

Non-MCU SpideyPool......in general.

pre-SamSteve with Jealous asf Steve. Bonus if Sam is clueless about Steve's feelings. Double Bonus if Sam knows but he's waiting for Steve to notice that he knows.

Loki Fic where Loki just has a healthy relationship, With OCs or Canon. Don't matter. Bonus if it's just platonic or a Slow Burn Friends to Lovers. Double Bonus if it's about repairing his relationship with Thor. Minus points if it's romantic with Sy*vie, Mob*us, or Thor.

MJ/Peter(What's the actual name of this ship? I always call it SpideyJay. Moving on) With MJ as BlackCat or attempting the Superhero game. Bonus if it takes place after NWH.

Fic where John Walker gets Therapy. Cause He definitely needs some damn Therapy.

SamBucky adopting Peter or some other young Avenger.

IronHusbands being good dads. Bonus Points if They adopt Peter Parker and Miles Morales. Cause.....two spider babies are better than one. So.....

#sambucky #SamSteve #loki laufeyson #ironhusbands #Peter Parker #Non MCU-SpideyPool #SpideyPool #WilsonWalker #AgentFalcon #brutasha #SpideyJay #john walker #miles morales #mcu #marvel #royal rambles #lord help my dumbass

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livingincolorsagain · 1 year

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hello my dear!!! 2, 4, 12, and 17 for the fic asks???

hey honey! thank you sm for the ask! 💖

from this list

2. Go to your AO3 “Works” page, to the sidebar with all the filters, and click the drop-down arrow for “Additional Tags.” What are your top 3-5 most used tags? Do you think they accurately represent your writing habits?

y’know, for someone known for their angst, this sure is a surprise, so obvs i went to the others tags to include and typed in angst. 11 fics! now that’s more like it lol

4. What detail in [insert fic] are you really proud of?

you didn’t mention a fic so obviously im gonna go with Rough Surfaces:

there are a lot of details i’m proud of in this fic. like the cats’ personalities, and how Alpine mirrors Sam while Figaro mirrors Bucky.

another small thing that doesn’t really matter, in the last chapter, in my mind, the wine rack is the surprise Bucky’s talking about in the last scene.

12. Are there any tropes you used to dislike but have grown on you?

MCD? I used to be so opposed to it but idk, writing it gives me the space to explore new emotions and ideas and tragedies. I do prefer writing to reading it tho lol

17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

oh god, so many. there’s a mafia/mob au im dying to write. the soulmates au i need to finish. a sambucky au based on the proposal because i fucking love that movie and also it’s so them. the wrestling au!!!

#ask game #bisamwilson #sambucky #thanks for the ask dear <333

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polizwrites · 1 year

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WIP Update - 28 Dec 2022

Had a slowi-ish writing week since I was focused on getting everything prepped and posted for the bingos ending last & this week. - I touched 4 fics (2 WIPs & 2 new works) for a total of 1353 words, giving me 117,703 words for the year! (the rest of this week will count towards 2023)

On Ao3, I posted a bunch of stuff 😁 Things are Looking Up - SamBucky holiday fluff Caught By the Rain and Blinded by the Lightning - Tony/Thor post CA:CW PWP Better Be Good for Goodness’ Sake - more SamBucky holiday fluff A Work of Heart - pre-war pining!Steve Stucky A Dusting of Trouble - Stucky Sex Pollen with Stuckony aftercare Leading Questions (Remix) - protective!Bucky WinterIron Letters to Santa - WinterIron meet cute with bonus Morgan A bonus second chapter of Open Up Your Heart (And Let the Truth Come Out) - Pepperony --> WinterPepperony.

Am down to 11 active WIPs (with a couple of maybe TBCs) with my current deadline being the Man with a Plan and Starkbucks Bingos with the Bucky Barnes bingo coming in close behind!

See below cut for the WIPs (arranged more or less by bingos/challenges/etc) I am working on - feel free to send me prompts or plot bunnies as well as asks regarding any of these projects (or any other WIPs I’ve got out there) – they really help feed the Muse and keep me motivated!

Avengers Bingo [AvB] (Runs thru 24 Dec ) BLACKOUT ACHIEVED!

Sixteen fills posted (14 to Ao3) - Masterpost

* B4 - Age Gap -posted Caught By the Rain and Blinded by the Lightning on 12/23 - a Thor/Tony post CA:CW PWP crossing over with TSB One Night Stand. It came in at 1256 words.

Man With a Plan (Steve Rogers) Bingo [MWAPB] (Runs thru 31 Dec)

Nineteen fills, and four bingos (Row 5 & Col I) with one leftover WIP. Since the event was pretty much abandoned by its creator (life happens, I get it), I’m finishing this pretty much out of stubbornness and may carry some squares over for inspiration into the new year. Will make the masterpost sometime later this week or early next week.

* G4 - Canon Divergence post CA:TWS - possible crossover with BBB Kill List – Bucky wreaking havoc on Hydra bases and Steve & Sam catch up with him. Not on my Bingo Attack plan list, so probably won’t get done.

* G5 - Friends to Lovers - claimed this with Never Have I Ever (But I’d Like to With You) a pining!Steve POV of the team playing NHIE where he manages to get one over on Tony. Chapter 1 came it at 1000 words even and posted last Friday. Chapter 2 will switch to Tony POV and make good on this title.

* O2 - Sex Pollen - A Dusting of Trouble posted 12/25 - Steve and Bucky get curious when they learn Teenage Groot’s pollen is an aphrodisiac; Tony shows up just in time for the aftercare. It crosses over with my SRB - Groot and BBB KINK: Aftercare squares and came in at 822 words.

StarkBucks Bingo - Round 3 (SBB_R3) - Ends 31 Dec

Fifteen fills (14 posted to Ao3), 2 WIPs - One bingo (Col N) and shooting for Row 3, Col G and Row 4.

* B1 - “I wouldn’t mind wasting my time on you.“ - Possible crossover with BBB - KINK: Seduction Mission? Not on my Bingo Attack plan list, so probably won’t get done.

I1 - “It Wasn’t Wasted” - used this to write a 347-word scene for the WinterIron All that Glitters is Snow Round Robin event, but I found out after the fact the fic won’t post til the 1st, so won’t be able to count it. :: pout ::

* I2 - Mistaken Identity - crossover with TSB K5 - Protectiveness - “The Mechanic, The Soldier & The Artist” - mob/assassin AU with a Mr. & Mrs. Smith twist? Not on my Bingo Attack plan list, so probably won’t get done.

* I3 - “Oh dear.” - Posted Leading Questions (Remix) as a Tony POV on the stressful interview in Leading Questions and the immediate aftermath. It came it at 256 words & posted on the 12/27.

* I4 - Canon: Avengers Academy - will probably do Stuffed Marvels sketches of Tony and Winter, as I know very little about the game/canon. It’s on my Bingo Attack plan list, but at the bottom, so don’t hold your breath.

* N5 - “Wanna make a bet?” Used this in combination with the Day 18 Fictober (“I don’t think this is your problem.”) and Flufftober (Soulmate AU) prompts for Marked-Up Soulmarks - a soulmate AU where Tony discovers he and Steve have something (and someone) in common. I may expand on this before posting it to Ao3 and/or claiming it as an official fill. Currently coming in at 418 words.

* G4 - Pepper Potts - Added a short chapter to Open Up Your Heart (And Let the Truth Come Out) Tony POV of the morning after he and Bucky kissed; Pepper is (as always) one step ahead.

* O1 - Royalty - crossover with TSB - IronWidow & BBB AU: Arranged Marriage - pick Lady Natasha’s Consort and Lord Steve’s Companion back up - the current chapter is sitting at 595 words and would need to be 800 min to fill all 3 squares. It may not make this bingo’s deadline, but possibly BBB?

* O5 - AU: Biker - Grease 2 fusion anyone? 😁 I watched the movie a month or so ago and took notes - It’s not gonna be a faithful adaptation, but hopefully fun - had another mini-brainstorm on this that led to last Friday’s No Ordinary Boy ficlet, but that didn’t go far enough into the story to count toward this square. It’s schedule to go up on Ao3 on 12/30 - I’ve been rolling ideas around to at least get the bike in the story..

Hero Hardships Bingo [HHB] (Runs thru 31 Dec)

Not really expecting to get anything more done on this card, unfortunately. 😔

* O3 - Dating a civilian - this would fit perfectly with another chapter of Takin’ What They’re Givin’ (‘Cause I’m Workin’ for a Livin’) , for which I currently have a basic plot point or two rolling around in my head. I do have about 1000 words on what would be the next chapter of TWTG, so… maybe I’ll whip it into shape and toss it out there? :: shrug::

Bucky Barnes Bingo - Round 4 [BBB_R4] (Runs thru 7 Jan 2023)

Eighteen fills, four WIPs & ideas for everything except one square - Row 1 bingo achieved - shooting for Column B, Column K and maybe Row 3 as well. Hoping we can carry squares over into the next round.

* B3 - Sam Wilson|Falcon - Chapter 2 of After One Or Two False Starts is in good shape. It switches to Bucky POV and is currently sitting at 315 words. Targeting 1/6 to post it.

* U2 - AU: Roommate - Still wanting to use the Meet Ugly prompt: 02. I bought a house three months ago but I’m finally moving in and discover you’ve been squatting because you’re homeless – probably WinterHawk with recovering!Bucky being the squatter in Clint’s apartment building. However, this is not on my Bingo Attack plan list, so don’t hold your breath.

* U4 - AU: Arranged Marriage - will probably pick Lady Natasha’s Consort and Lord Steve’s Companion back up for this one. See SBB Royalty for details.

* C4 - KINK: Aftercare - see MWAPB Sex Pollen above

*C5 - “This might as well happen” - Used this for the Sept BBB Round Robin (crackfic - Emperor’s New Groove inspired) wrote 276 words toward it. Looks like I’ll get to count it, just need to submit a square fill form.

* K3 - KINK: Edging - working on Hanging By A Moment - (Bucky POV with toy play and Tony as a power bottom) crossing over with TSB K3 - KINK: Orgasm Denial/Edging - - currently 639 words and just about done; it’s scheduled to post on 12/30.

* Y2 - Never the fall that kills you - this might be the title for a reverse hanahaki WinterIron prompt from @lacrimula-falsa …. but is not on my Bingo Attack plan list, so don’t hold your breath.

* Y4 - KINK: Seduction Mission - crossover with SBB - B1 - “I wouldn’t mind wasting my time on you.” & “It wasn’t wasted” Not on my Bingo Attack plan list, so probably won’t get done. Hopefully I can carry squares over into the next round!

Sam Wilson Bingo - Mini Holiday Round (SWB_MH) - Ends 20 Jan

Two fills posted for this 3x3 holiday event card - Shooting for a bingo/crossover with BBB squares.

* A1 - Secret Santa Sam’s bound and determined to figure out who keeps leaving little bird-themed gifts for him around the Compound.

* B1 - Under the Mistletoe - Things are Looking Up got posted to Ao3 on the 22nd - Bucky gets included in a Wilson Christmas tradition; it came in at 551 words.

* C1 - Christmas Morning Better Be Good for Goodness’ Sake posted on the 24th; secret relationship fluff & shenanigans that came in at 358 words.

Steve Rogers Bingo - Round 2 (SRB_R2) - Ends 31 Jan

Sixteen fills posted with 2 bingos (Row 3 & Row 1) & 1 WIP at the moment – aiming for 2 or 3 more bingos before the event wraps.

* A1 - Never Have I Ever - see MWAPB FREE above.

* A4 - Touch Attention/Denial - I have an idea for this that will also fill (heh) my Stucky Bingo KINK - Double Penetration square.

* B2 - Mile High Club - This will be the second chapter of Never Have I Ever (But I Want To With You), picking up with Tony’s POV after the events of Chapter One. Rolling some things around in my head, but other projects are taking priority. Possibly combine with TSB Tony’s Poor Life Choices ?

* C4 - Groot - crossover with MWAPB Sex Pollen - see above.

* E2 - Comics Nomad Steve - SWC sketch of Nomad!Steve

* E4 - Mental Bondage - crossover with TSB KINK: Concubine - Potential Title My Voice The Chain that Binds You

Tony Stark Bingo - Round 6 (TSB_R6) [Ends 28 Feb]

Fifteen fills and three WIPs at the moment - with Vague Ideas for almost every other square.

* T2 - Doing Groceries - crossover with MWAP B3 - Farmer’s Market - if I can bang out a drabble/moodboard in time, otherwise will find something else to do with this.

* T3 - Pepper Potts/Rescue - some sort of remix of/inspired by sabrecmc’s Indecent Proposal from Pepper’s POV. At this point, I think I need to re-read the fic & take notes …

* T4 - KINK: Concubine - see SRB E4 - Mental Bondage?

*A5 - Scott Lang - 27dragons shared an interesting plot bunny during the Sept TSB Discord party that I may end up using; that or a follow up to A Piece of the Action

* R1 - Tony’s Poor Life Choices - see SRB Mile High Club above.

* R2 - IronWidow - next chapter of Lady Natasha’s Consort and Lord Steve’s Companion ? see SBB Royalty above

* K2 - Secret Admirer - carried this over from last round so I could try my hand a remix of Seeds of Love (WinterIron hanahaki fic by the super-talented @hddnone). Potential title: Wraps Around My Heart, Refusing to Unwind

* K3 - KINK: Orgasm Denial/Edging - see BBB KINK: Edging

Stucky Bingo Round Four [SB_R4] (Ends 31 May 2023

Eight fills and one WIPs with a couple of other vague ideas.

* B1 - Mutual Pining - possible crossover with MWAPB - Friends to Lovers

* B4 - Artist/Muse - posted A Work of Heart to Ao3 on the 25th. Pre-war pining!Steve talking Bucky into modeling for his art class. It came in at at 652 words and filled Day 29 of Fictober (”You love this, don’t you?”) , Flufftober (Leaves) and Whumptober (”Better me than you.”)

* B5 - KINK: Double Penetration - see SRB Touch Attention/Denial above.

* O4 - AU: Supernatural - got inspired by a dream to start a Stucky fantasy AU (magician!Steve/ensorcelled!Bucky) that @bill-longbow is collaborating on with me. This was supposed to fill my Man with a Plan Bingo Soulmates square, but I ran out of time on that bingo. We’re currently sitting at 1640 words (984-ish of which are mine). Will probably continue on this sometime in January. Current Last Line: "My men will accompany you back to Brookline in the morning.”

I also adopted the Writing Format: Remix one of your fics square – am thinking of taking one of my Stony or WinterIron No Powers fics and adapting it to a Stucky pairing – if you have any requests - hit me up!

WinterIron - No Powers AU – Stony No Powers AU

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On other creative fronts: I have a Baby Groot figure in progress - still working on the figures for my three Marvel Trumps Hate auction winners (6 of 7 done so far) – thanks so much for your generous support!! Finally, I am prepping for a superhero con in March - so am pretty well booked up through at least the end of the year.

That said, if you’re looking for one of a kind gifts for birthdays or other celebrations in 2023, check out Stuffed With Character over on Facebook for a full list of my designs (now over 80!). They’re mostly Marvel and monsters, but I have some Star Wars, Star Trek, DC and Disney figures as well. Plus I love to take custom design requests for any fandom!

#writing stuff #wip wednesday #WIP Update #shameless self promo

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thefatedthoughtofyou · 3 years

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Dirty Deed (Done Dirt Cheap) - Part 18

Summary: Sam inherits Steve Roger's crime empire after a handful of his men betray and kill him. The rest of the crime world, sensing an opening, go after Sam and the territories he's inherited from Steve. Thankfully, Steve left him a number, someone to call if he ever needs help. Someone, Steve claimed, he can trust. But can Sam really trust a mercenary with that much blood on his name? And that many knives in his pockets.

WARNINGS: (there will eventually be all of these things) blood, violence, murder, shooting, stabbing, sex, blood play , food related things: malnutrition, feeding, blow jobs, bathing/washing, chronic pain. Limb loss and regrowth. Bullet wounds. Gore.

18+ Content: Make Good Choices Kids <3

Ao3

They'd received a summons from Loki the next morning. Half an hour later a portal appeard in the living room, glowing green and shinning in the low light of the morning. Bucky looked at Sam, waited for his approval, and then followed him through it, leaving his apartment empty, Wade had left the evening before.

The room they walked into was big. Gigantic really. Effectively the throne room of a castle. Not like Sam's throne room, which was really just a nice sized bar room. This room had valted ceilings covered in art of the Odinson's family, their history. They did actually live in a castle, being royalty, and seeing just one room could prove it.

There were two thrones at the front of the dimly lit room. One for Thor, and one for Loki, the brothers ruling over their family equally, side by side, a devastatingly deadly pair, after their parents had passed. Bucky glanced around the room, trailing behind Sam as he too marveled at the grandiose room presented to them. Bucky hung back further still, wandering off to the side, leaning against one of several large marble pillars scattered throughout the room.

He watched Sam walk toward the throne. His eyes moving over the scene before him. Thor and Loki in their places, a tall dark man stood between them, his otherworldy eyes shining in the dark, Heimdall. Bucky had only met the man once, but he liked him. He was loyal, and smart, and from what Bucky had heard, all seeing. Bucky's eyes fell to Loki and then to the floor, hiding a smirk at the thought of anyone being all seeing while living with that.

Bucky schooled his features and looked back, watching as Sam finally made it to them. Standing in front of the large steps leading to their thrones. He looked nervous. Bucky's brow furrowed unconsciously as he looked on.

"Welcome Sam. May I call you Sam?" Thor's voice seemed to boom through the space.

"You may." Sam responded, all business, his shoulders squared.

"Thank you. For the invitation. And the offer to help. It's appreciated." Sam said, giving Thor a nod. Thor nodded back, crossing his legs at the ankles and leaning back in his seat, his dark red velvet suit seeming to glimmer, even in the low light.

"Anything we can do to help. My brother seemed to have some ideas. I didn't ask." Thor smiles then, blinding, and looks to his brother as Sam chuckles.

Loki is lounging on his throne, one leg thrown over the edge of the chair, he makes a show of noticing the attention shifting to him, acting startled, and then grins.

"I have several options." He says, voice slow as he sits up the slightest bit, the green of his suit shimmering like scales when he moves.

"Well don't hold your tongue brother." Thor says.

"You never have before." He mutters, looking back to Sam with a warm smile. Bucky sees Sam smile back and moves a bit close, walking to the next pillar and resuming his lean. Loki rolls his eyes, but continues.

"I could kill them all." He says, looking at his nails, unconcerned. Thor looks to Sam, Sam shakes his head, once, Thor looks back to Loki.

"Try again." He says, shaking his head, not unfondly.

"I could... enchant them?" Loki suggests, his eyes, and only his eyes, moving, landing on Sam. Bucky hears Thor sigh and then sees him look at Heimdall. The man moves forward slowly, circling around to stand in front of Loki. Bucky watches him reach down and curl his fingers around Loki's chin, Loki moves where Heimdall moves him, sitting up in his throne, back straight, eyes wide and locked on the man in front of him.

"Behave yourself." He orders, his voice deep, Bucky can see his fingers press into Loki's skin gently. Loki nods, once, his eyes shining, and then Heimdall is back between the brothers, like he'd never moved. Loki swallows hard, clears his throat, and looks back to Sam. Bucky smirks again, he remembers that look.

"Presentation." Loki says, his voice a bit shaky.

"I'm sorry?" Sam questions, taking a small step forward.

"Presentation. We need to show that you aren't alone. That we're still with you. Still loyal. The influence my brother and I have, is, immense." Loki explained, leaning forward a bit.

"We simply have to show that our loyalty has transferred to you. And they'll back off."

"And if they don't?" Bucky asks, his voice carrying across the cold stone floors, Sam turns to him for a moment and then looks back to the brothers, waiting for them to answer. Bucky watches them look at each other, and then watches them both shrug, forever in sync despite frequent frustrations.

"If they don't. A show of force will put them back in line." Thor explains, the smile on his lips is warm, but there's a promise of violence in his eyes. Bucky clears his throat, ignoring the shiver that runs through him, and nods. Sam nods as well.

"Good. We'll do lunch." Loki says, his voice dry.

"We can do our usual place! I have been craving it!" Thor claps his hands, stands up abruptly and walks down the steps toward Sam, pulling him into a hug and patting his back roughly. Bucky hears a whinded 'oof' come out of Sam and bites his lip to stop a laugh.

"Lunch sounds good." Sam agrees, he glances at Bucky, and Bucky can see that he feels he has no other choice. Though they are loyal, and friendly, for the most part, Thor and Loki can be... a lot to handle. Thor releases Sam with another swift pat on the shoudler.

"Wonderful! We'll meet you there tomorrow. Make a spectacle. Show we're united. And then we'll go from there." Thor said, giving Sam a very serious look.

"Thank you. Honestly. I know Steve respected you. And you were always kind to me when I tagged along. You have no idea how much I appreciate the help." Sam said, Bucky bit his lip again, hiding a smile at Sam's earnestness. Thor placed a hand on each of Sam's shoulders.

"He was a good friend. And I assure you. Me and my brother-"

"My brother and I." Loki corrected, not looking away from his nails as he examined them. Thor sighed and rolled his eyes, his head drooping for a moment in defeat before bouncing back up.

"My brother and I," he paused, glaring at Loki, his eyes moved to Thor and he grinned, nodding once,

"Have at least a small idea of how much you appreciate it. We'll make things right Sam. We will." Thor said, giving Sam a squeeze and then climbing back up to his throne.

"Loki will send another portal for you tomorrow. Just to be safe." Thor said, sighing as he sat back down. Bucky pushed himself off the pillar and made his way to Sam's side.

"Will I?" Loki asked. Heimdall cleared his throat. Loki's nose crinkled as he snarled silently.

"Of course I will. Happy to." He corrected, falling back lazily into his throne, defeated. Thor nodded and then smiled at Bucky and Sam. Both of them nodding in return. Bucky felt the air shimmer behind him, as a green glow filled the room. He turned to see their portal home opening behind them.

"Thank you again." Sam said, giving the brothers a low nod.

"It's our pleasure Sam. See you tomorrow." Thor nodded once more as Sam turned to leave. Bucky turned on his heal to follow, walking next to him as they moved toward the portal.

"This is still a good idea right?" Sam asked.

"Oh yeah." Bucky confirmed as Sam stopped in front of the portal.

"It'll be fun." Bucky wiggled his eyebrows, the smirk he knew Sam hated curling his lips. True to form, Sam rolled his eyes and walked away, stepping through the portal and out of sight. Bucky chuckled, and turned to look back at the brothers. Thor and Heimdall were talking in hushed tones, no doubt discussing their plans for the day, and Loki was looking at Bucky.

Bucky moved his eyes to Heimdall and then back to Loki, he made a subtle "ok" sign by his side, nodding and making a face, a show of sarcastic, but genuine, approval. Loki rolled his eyes, lifted his hand from his thigh slowly, and then flicked his wrist quickly, sending Bucky flying backwards through the portal. His ass hit the floor and he slid across it, slamming into his TV and shattering it as the green portal flickered out of view, Loki's smartass smile the last thing Bucky could see.

"Broke my own fuckin TV." Bucky muttered as he pushed himself up off the floor and brushed himself off. Sam was staring at him with wide eyes.

"What the hell was that?" He asked, his head tilting to the side as he looked at Bucky. Bucky shrugged.

"Nothin. I told you." He walked toward Sam, glancing down at the shattered TV as he went.

"It's gonna be fun." He patted Sam's shoulder as he passed him, pulling a piece of glass out his jeans and tossing it to the floor with the rest of the glass before ducking into his room and closing the door, leaving Sam in the living room with the shattered TV, and what was probably more than a handful of regrettable life choices.

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