#stucky x reader argument

[hellsenthero]

Stressed Out

Written by: hellsenthero

Stucky X Reader

Back to back missions have gotten everyone stressed, but no one is quite as stressed as Captain America. What happens when he takes that stress out on his girlfriend?

Warnings/themes: Angst, fluff. (1.2K Words.)

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With back to back missions came sore bodies, tired minds and a mountain of paperwork.

Y/N didn't mind it for the most part. The paperwork gave her a chance to sit down and mentally digest her missions as she sipped her coffee. Bucky didn't mind either, it was the organization of it all that helped him, something he never had with Hydra.

But Steve, Captain America, had more paperwork than Y/N and Bucky combined. He had reports detailing missions that he wasn't even on. With his finished pile about the size of one sixteenth of his to do pile, Steve was fucking stressed, and it was getting to him. His normally mile long thread of patience was shorter than his fucking pinky nail. God help whoever comes into his office next.

God help his partners.

God help you, as you knock on your boyfriend's office door before quietly peering in. "Hey baby, how's it goin'?" You say softly. Steve doesn't give you an answer, doesn't even look up from his paperwork. His lack of response has you stepping further into the office, walking up to the side of his desk. You lay a gentle hand over Steve's shoulder and you can feel how tight his muscles are with stress. "Baby?" Finally, you catch Steve's attention.

"What?" Steve growls. It's shocking enough that you pull your hand away, recoiling away from your boyfriend.

"Excuse me?"

Steve pinched the bridge of his nose as he let out a heavy sigh. "I'm busy, Y/N, what do you want?"

A scoff escaped you before you could hold it back. "I wanted to check in on you. You skipped lunch and I made dinner for everyone."

Steve waved his hand at you before looking back down at his papers. "I don't need dinner right now, I'm busy working."

"Steve, you need to take a break-"

"Y/N! I'm busy! I have more paperwork than you or Bucky combined!"

"Fuck! Steve! You need to-" your heated words were cut off by Steve slamming his hand down upon his desk. You were surprised it didn't collapse from his strength.

"Fuck off!"

It was now, as his words hung in the air, that Steve's gaze finally met yours and your eyes stayed locked. Those two words felt like a physical blow to your chest, enough that you stepped back, once, twice, before Bucky came into the room unannounced.

"What's going on? What's with the yelling?" Bucky asked as he came to stand by you, his blue eyes flicking between you and Steve.

"Ask Steven," you bit out. Truthfully, you didn't know what to say to Bucky, you didn't know what was going on, not with you and Steve, he had never spoken to you like that before.

"Steve?" Bucky asked as he took a step closer to his desk. He's not stupid, he knows his boyfriend and girlfriend have just been in a blowout, but about what, he hasn't a fucking clue. Steve’s cheeks are tinged red, his knuckles are white with his grip on the table and you look like you've seen a ghost. Your eyes are wide and your stance is ridged, ready to flee at a moment's notice.

Before Steve can answer his boyfriend, you're speaking up again. "I'm going to go," you say to no one in particular before facing Bucky. "Maybe you'll have better luck getting Steven to pull his head out of his ass," you throw a hard look at the blond male before walking towards the office door, still open from when Bucky barged in. "Or perhaps he'll just tell you to fuck off as well." With that, you shut the door to the office behind you.

Bucky turns to Steve, whose head is now hung, his shoulders deflated. "What the fuck is she talking about, Steve?"

Steve shook his head, already feeling the self hate bubble up inside himself from how he'd treated his girlfriend. “I fucked up-”

“Clearly.” Bucky bites out.

“I took my stress out on Y/N, yelled at her.”

“Fuck, Steve,”

“I know!” Steve's voice raises again and Bucky shoots him a look that says, really, you wanna take that tone? Steve huffs, blowing out a long breath before he repeats his earlier words, this time in a softer tone. “I know,” Steve says, “I fucked up.”

“Then go find our girl and apologize.”

Steve nods once, twice, before standing from his seat and walking around his desk. He stops in front of his boyfriend for a moment, putting a gentle hand on his wrist. “I'm sorry.”

Bucky shakes his head for a moment before he leans forward and presses a kiss to Steve's forehead. “I know, but I'm not the one you need to be apologizing to.”

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You were curled up in your bed, hiding beneath a mountain of blankets when Steve finds you. You're in your old bed, what was now only used as a spare room. Just that told Steve that he'd fucked up.

“Baby?” Steve's voice is hesitant, in turn, he receives no answer from you. “I’m sorry,” Steve goes on. He pauses again, waiting for a response from you, for a huff or some yelling, but all he receives back is silence. “Thank you for making dinner,” Steve tries again. “I didn’t mean to be such a jackass, especially when you were just looking out for me.”

Finally, you turn around and Steve is met with your sullen expression. Your cheeks feel hot and you don’t know if it’s from your fight or from being curled up in your bed. “You’re right Steven, I was just trying to look out for you before you reached a burn out and you fucking exploded at me.”

Steve's silent for a moment, thinking over your words before answering you. “I think,” He pauses for a moment before carrying on. “I think I’m already burnt out, baby. I never should have reacted to you like that, and if I was in my right mind, I wouldn’t have.”

Shame fills Steve like hot acid, coiling in the pit of his stomach. “I'm so sorry. I wouldn't ever want to hurt you, Y/N. Being burnt out isn't an excuse for my lack of stress management. I'll try to manage my work and stress better from now on, baby.”

Pushing the covers back you sit up in bed. “Yeah, I think you are.” You pause, adjusting your position in bed before continuing. “You hurt me, yelling at me to fuck off.”

It's then that Bucky enters the bedroom with a gentle knock. “Are we all made up?” He asks.

Steve looks to you for the answer. “Yeah,” you smile softly, “we’re all made up. Stevie is just burnt out.” Before Steve can sag in relief at hearing his nickname slip from your lips, you point your finger at him. “But pull that shit again and you can go sleep outside for a fucking week.”

Quickly, Steve nods his head up and down, up and down, and up and down. “Can I hold you?”

“Yes,”

“Thank fuck,” Bucky interrupts. The both of you look at him with raised brows. Bucky shrugs his shoulders at the looks the two of you give him. “Just glad Stevie has his head out of his ass finally.”

A small chuckle escapes you as you shoot your boyfriend's a wink. “Yeah, but he still has some making up to do.”

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[becca-e-barnes]

ur stucky shit is so good love u so much hope u have a great week

I had stucky bouncing around in my head today and I just need to talk about it 😩 And I hope you have a great week too!!

I really love the thought of mutual masturbation that dissolves into a threesome with Steve and Bucky. Like maybe you're all roommates? The three of you are more than aware that you all have needs and since you're attracted to each other, it almost just makes sense to get off together every now and again.

It's so much better like that anyway, getting to see those two beautiful men, stroking their own cocks while they watch you trail your fingers from your little fluttering hole to your throbbing clit.

"That feel good, angel?" Steve teases with a lazy smirk on his face, his strokes slowing down because he wants this to last. Whoever gets off first tends to get teased by the other two for having no self control and he's determined that it won't be him tonight. In all honesty, it's usually you.

"It's so good." You groan, rubbing tiny, well practiced circles over your own sensitive clit.

"It looks like it feels good. But then again, you were needy today. Bet you were thinking about this all morning. Got yourself all wet and messy before we had even started." Bucky wasn't wrong but it was hard to focus on anything he was saying with the thick droplet of precum rolling slowly down his shaft. You were desperate to taste it. Desperate to get on your knees in front of him and lap it up. But that's not a scenario you should be imagining. Not if you're trying to last.

"Some of these days you're gonna need more than just your own fingers, won't you, honey?" Steve's cock throbbed in his hand and you couldn't help but imagine the weight of it on your tongue or how it would feel to have him hitting the back of your throat.

"I'm surprised she hasn't given in already. Spent all this time showing us just how she likes to be touched. It's almost like she thinks we haven't picked up how to do it right." Bucky's eyes tear away from your glistening cunt, watching your expression carefully for any sign of discomfort at the turn this was taking.

Instead, you just looked even more blissed out and both men seemed to delight in that.

"Always wanted to taste you, doll. Not fair that you're the only one that gets to play with that pretty little pussy." Bucky was the first to move, taking your wrist gently to guide your fingers to his mouth and groaning pathetically as his hot, wet mouth engulfed them.

"You're missing out, Buck." Steve mumbled, settling between your spread legs and kissing up the inside of your bare thighs towards your soaked, neglected core. "Fuck, you're so easy to enjoy." He trailed the tip of his tongue so gently from your hole to your clit and it became difficult to focus on anything other than the two eager, insistent mouths on your skin.

#asks answered <3 #anon #becca writes spice #stucky x reader smut #stucky x reader #I had media training today besties #I had a mock radio interview and a mock TV interview #and oh my god #I got the most insanely positive feedback #I swear I got like 3 minutes of solid praise with no points for development #they couldn't think of any #and it was like I was right back to primary school again and I was the kid who 'is a pleasure to have in class' #he said I was 'calm and strong and really reasonable' 🥺 #'it was like we gave you all the questions in advance. you looked like you knew what was coming and you were completely unflappable' 🥺 #and that I left no counter arguments standing #I'm just gonna ramble in the tags about this because I was really proud #probably the best thing that will happen this week tbh #I'm very proud of where I'm at rn #things just feel good? #is this what it feels like to be a sim with all their needs met? #my confidence for the last month has just been 📈

[myfictionaldreams]

Hear me out! How about Mafia Steve rogers having hate sex with reader because they were having an argument and reader had attitude. He fucks her like i need to dicipline you, you little brat and she is calling him daddy.

I'm Bored! // Mafia!Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

A/N: Thank you for the request! ♥ I hope you like this!

Side Note: This isn't a part of the mafia!stucky universe, just wanted to clarify that lol

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, dom/sub, rough sex, spanking, ripping clothes, degradation, praise kink, size kink (!), desk sex, creampie, edging, overstimulation, daddy kink, pretty behaviour, slight misogyny/stereotypes, hairpulling, fingering, exhibitionism, slight subspace

Words: 2.6k

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“I know what you’re doing”. Steve slammed his phone onto the desk as his nostrils flared, eyes glaring with an intensity that any sane person would have backed away with their head lowered in submission.

It seemed you had a death wish today as you smirked and continued to piss him off, wanting the exact reaction you were receiving from your Mafia boyfriend. Stomping your foot and clenching your fists, you continued in a shrill, high-pitched tone for an added effect that you knew would drive him into the depths of mental hell. ”I’m not doing anything! I just feel so trapped in this stupid box of an office!”

As you so politely described, this stupid box of an office was an executive suite in one of the skyscrapers that towered over Brooklyn that he could view from the ceiling-to-floor windows. The office had to be the biggest in the building, with enough space for his desk, sitting area, kitchen and a vastly sized table to fit at least 15 people for meetings specified for the mafia boss.

And yet, here you were, moaning about the size, knowing that there was nothing more extravagant or luxurious than his office. In your defence, it had been a long day of being out of the office, as Steve had to travel for hours across his city to check the quality of stolen goods and meet with many influential people with the hopes of selling said stolen items. It hadn’t been a particularly trying day for the most part, but you quickly became bored, especially as you had to remain quiet during these meetings.

From an outsider's perspective, you were meant to be the pretty timid girlfriend of the mafia boss. His eye candy. There to hang on his arm and warm his lap and nothing more. In reality, he had wanted you there so that you could be more involved in the gang, understand how the meetings work, and contribute to decisions once back to the office if you deemed the people trustworthy enough to work with.

The staying quiet aspect of your role was also just for your safety. If you talked, that was an open invitation for the powerful individuals to talk back, and you weren’t ready to be involved in those sorts of conversations just yet. Therefore, you were more than happy to remain Steve's silent, pretty girlfriend.

Today, however, you were feeling antsy from the lack of talking, stiff from sitting for so long and needy for something a little more exciting than hand-holding or sitting on his lap. Especially now you were in the comfort of the office and could really rile Steve up. Maybe you were being a brat, but you were so bored and frustrated you wanted to get your heart pounding and some sort of relief, so pissing Steve off was the best option for this.

“Stop trying to take your clothes off-! Fucks sake. Everyone out!” Steve ordered the guards stationed by the door, and they promptly followed his directions as they left with a slam of the door.

You pause, with one of the straps of your dress halfway down your arm, turning to face him directly with a wicked smile on your face. Oh, he was pissed, verging on genuinely being angry with the way the vein on his neck was bulging and throbbing.

“I hate when you get like this. We were having a nice fucking day, too”, he demands whilst beginning to remove his tie and jacket. You knew he didn’t mean it; he always loved being able to dominate you just as much as you loved being an irritating brat and getting on his last nerve.

Your cunt pulses in desire watching him closely, eyes blazing with excitement as you bite your lower lip to try and hide the unmistakable grin. “Was it a nice day for me or for you, Steve? Because it’s been a boring day for me. All I’ve been doing for hours is standing there and looking pretty. Do you know how boring that is? I want to live a little! My clothes feel too tight, too claustrophobic. I want to be free!”

Steve doesn’t say anything, but he does glare as he begins to undo the cuffs of his white shirt, rolling up the sleeves to reveal the muscular forearms beneath. It was only as he rounded his desk that you began to back up, taking a quick step backwards, but they were no match to the giant strides of his long legs as he was in front of you in a matter of seconds. His chest bumped into yours, forcing you to continue backwards until your back was flush against the cool glass windows.

Steve towered above you, even with your black heels adding a few inches to your height; he always seemed to be a gargantuan man, adding warmth to your core. Looking up at his glaring face through your lashes and biting your lip, trying to look as innocent as possible.

“Think you’re being cute by acting like this? Like a brat with all that attitude?” he snaps, reaching up to wrap his massive hand around your throat, not squeezing as such but just so that you stayed still and he could feel the thump of your racing heartbeat beneath his fingertips.

“I think I’ve got the response that I wanted, so yes, I think I am being cute”, you say confidently whilst reaching for the bulge in his slacks to show just how turned on he was, squeezing it tightly and making it throb.

Steve’s eyes drop to your hand as he subtly thrusts into your palm, but as he looks back towards your face, you know he has something planned as it is his turn to smirk. “You said your clothes felt tight. Well, let’s change that Princess”.

The hand around your neck lowers to your hip, turning you around so your front is pressed against the window, forced to look out over the city of Brooklyn. Before you could even look over your shoulder to see what was next, your body was shaken as Steve gripped the left and right side of your dress and pulled, effortlessly ripping the red dress down the zip so it fell from your body. You were left in only your thong and heels, wholly exposed to the city below.

Steve’s hand is then suddenly in your hair, pulling your head back against his shoulder and forcing your chest to push up, your nipples perking from being pressed against the startingly cold glass.

“Does this make you feel any more free? You know I love it when people watch me touch you. Well, now we’ve got the whole city watching Princess”, Steve whispers as he runs his nose down your neck.

You shiver as he nudges the sensitive spot just below your ear, “Yes, Steve-”.

The hand in your hair tightens, “Excuse me?”

“Daddy”, you correct yourself quickly, “Yes, Daddy, thank you for making me feel more free and showing me off to everyone”.

He hums to himself, “I think it’s about time I should how to be more grateful and show a little less of this attitude you seem to have”.

“Yes, Daddy”, you say submissively, mind reeling with the anticipation and thrill of what's to come.

“Count for me and safe words to be used if needed”, he mentioned before continuing.

With one hair remaining in your hair, he presses your face against the window, not hard enough for it to hurt but also to make sure that you keep it in place. His other hand pulled back on your hips, perking your arse out for him. You were only vaguely aware of his plan as you heard the swatting of his hand through the air before the stinging impact as he spanked your arse cheek.

You jumped at the contact, but he always started light, not wishing to actually cause you harm and so that you could make it through the usual ten counts before checking in.

“One, thank you, Daddy”, you say sweetly, watching the glass in front of you fog up at your heated breath. With each spank, you made sure to count and thank him. Even though you’d been a brat, when he finally did snap like he was now, you were always on your best behaviour, taking whatever punishment he deemed necessary.

His palm connected with both of your cheeks, ensuring they both had equal attention and that the areas were hot to the touch and somewhat sore but not enough to bruise. You enjoyed the rough treatment so much that you were rolling your hips into his palm, feeling the wetness coating your thong and spreading over your labia.

“Ten, thank you, Daddy”, you softly say, your eyes closed and feeling the world becoming fuzzy around the edges as the mixture of pleasure and pain caused the hormones in your head to feel like you were experiencing your own personal high.

This was the reason why you always enjoyed pissing him off with a little bit of attitude and bratty behaviour; being drawn into a subspace mentally from the punishments was like a drug to you, one that Steve was more than happy to pull you into.

Overwhelming pleasure suddenly burst through your burning core as Steve pulled your thong string to the side and shoved two thick digits into your pussy, stretching you thoroughly.

“You’re so wet, such a desperate little slut aren’t you” he taunts whilst rocking his fingers in and out, stretching them every so often to prepare you for what you really want.

You stick out your bottom lip in a pout whilst rolling your hips in time with his fingers as you whine, “Only your slut though, Daddy”.

Steve kisses your naked shoulder, showing some sort of soft intimacy, “That’s right, you’re just my little slut. Now how about you show me just how good you are for me and go and bend over my desk and spread your legs”.

The hand in your hair loosens enough that you can wiggle free and stumble over to the desk, kicking off the heels as if they were not helping the wobbly sensations in your legs. Steve was one step behind and reached around you to shove the papers cluttering his desk off and onto the floor. With the extra space, you could happily bend forward, resting your chest on the desk and widening your stance as Steve begins to unbuckle his belt.

Watching over your shoulder, you admired the lustful gaze of his bright ocean-blue eyes, the drag of his tongue along his bottom lip as he looked as if he wanted to eat you right then and there.

“Do you like what you see?” you asked whilst wiggling your hips invitingly to him.

Steve tries and fails to hide the smirk on his face. Reaching forward, he rubs with each of your arse cheeks, squeezing the sore areas until your mewling and begging for something more. As he stepped closer and continued to hold the string of your thong to the side, he looked you directly in the eyes as he spoke lowly, “I just want you to remember that you wanted me to get this riled up with that smart mouth of yours. Acting bratty has its consequences”.

Opening your mouth to try and sass him another way, all that came out was an exaggeratedly obscene moan, your eyes rolling back as Steve’s cock thrust deep within your cunt in one mighty thrust. The movement caused you to rock onto your tiptoes, having to push further onto the desk as the tip of his cock pressed against your cervix, filling you completely. The warm, wet walls of your pussy fluttered and squeezed around the penetration, trying to milk him already, clinging to him within an inch of your life.

Your fingers wrap around the edge of the desk above your head, holding on to it as Steve withdraws. Half of the length inside of you retreated, only to slam back into you, causing your hips to bump into the table with the strength put behind the movement.

“Faster”, you demand as your forehead rests on the rest, eyes closing to focus on the overwhelming pressure in your core.

However, the sassy tone you used was not appreciated by the man nearly splitting you in half with his cock as his hand once again delved into your hair to pull your head back, causing a startled scream to replace the moans.

“You don’t get to decide how fast I fuck you, Princess”.

With your head pulled back in this position, you were now having to stare at the wall behind his desk, which had a narcissistic painting of him, given to him as a joke by one of his employees. Now, however, to your delight, you were able to stare up at his handsome face as he fucked you with deep, tauntingly slow thrusts.

With this pace, you could feel every single inch dragging along your sensitive walls, causing them to spasm and tighten on instincts rather than just taking a quick hard fuck that left you forgetting to breathe and seeing stares. The way Steve currently had you was more overstimulating and had your breaths coming out in short huffs.

Steve, it seemed, knew every little moan and hitch of breath that your body took, understood at which degree of tightness your cunt squeezed him in with just how close you were to orgasm. His hips stopped thrusting as you could have sobbed as that beautiful sensation faded into a light buzz rather than an overwhelming euphoria.

“Please- Please Daddy, I…I… I’m sorry for my attitude, Daddy” You managed to find the right words, internally praising yourself for coherently saying what Steve wanted to say as currently, the only words running through your mind were, ‘fuck me harder, Daddy’.

“That’s all I wanted you to say, Princess”, he praises lightly as one hand remains holding onto your hair and the other slips between the desk and your mound so that two of his fingers can massage your clit.

The burst of fire that pulsed through you was powerful, knees wobbling and whines turning into incoherent begs of the word ‘yes!” as Steve finally began to fuck you at the fast pace you’d been hoping for.

You came so quickly that the breath rushed from your body, and you became light-headed from the overstimulation. He doesn’t stop, though; he just continues to hold you in place, fucking you and playing with your clit until you came a second time.

Thankfully, Steve did too, grunting desperately as his hips snapped up one more time, and wetness came flooding out of your cunt as his seed seeped out and down your thighs. Carefully, he removed his fingers from your sensitive bundle of nerves and gently rested your face on the desk whilst massaging your scalp and kissing along the back of your shoulder blade.

As he moved up towards your neck, you sighed in contentment, turning your face to the side so that he could gently kiss your cheek and you could reach around to run your fingers through his short, blond hair.

“Get your frustrations out?” he asks quietly and softly into your ear.

Nodding your head, you blink tiredly back at him, “Yes, thank you. But now, I have no clothes, and I can’t walk”.

Steve chuckles against your skin, a beautiful sound that has your toes curling again, “Well, I did warn you”.

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[romanestuffsposts]

Hi! I like your stucky x little stories. And I was wondering If I can make a request?

Maybe the reader got into trouble and the and bucky and Steve are extra mad at her and punish her. And when they come check in her, she avoids them for a long time, even if they aren’t mad anymore.

I like these sorts of stories of yours, but I feel like they get off to easy (in my opinion). So, maybe some extra angst for them cause I’m not the kind of kilter that forgive easily.

Hi there love! 💜

Yes I know some of you don’t like when it’s too much while others want to see more so don’t hesitate to ask! I’m here to write what you wanna see! ❤️

I hope you like how I wrote it, sweetie! <3

Enjoy <33

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Warnings : snapping, argument, yelling, cries, punishment, apologise, making up, comfort, mad, pet name

Pairings : Daddies!Stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : you just wanted to relax after a day inside

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You just got out of work, it’s the end of the day and you’re surprisely still in a good mood. You were inside a little room the entire day and feel like you hadn’t seen the world today so you decide to walk through the parc on your way home.

It’ll take you more time to go home but at least you would’ve clear your mind in the nature.

You hadn’t saw the time passing as you sat on a bench to watch little ducks on the water in front of you. It’s been already two hours that you finished your work and you hadn’t said anything to anyone as to where you were.

You decide to cut your walk short and go back home, you have the rest of the week home so you’ll have lots of time to come to the parc.

Not too long after leaving the parc, you open the door and step inside of your house. You thought you’ll be greeted by the smell of food or at least your men but none of those are home apparently. You don’t see their shoes inside nor their coat so you assume they’re still at work or something.

You decide to go relax in a warm bath, you put in your favorite soap and don’t lose a time before stepping inside. You groan at the hot water that’s warming up your cold body.

You enjoy your bath for a long and when you get out, your Daddies still aren’t home. You decide to call Sam to ask if they’re almost finish with work and when this one answer the phone after the first ring, you hear relief in his voice

‘’You’re home ? Please tell me you’re home little bird ?’’ He asks. You frown and explain that it’s been an hour now that you’re home and you wanted to know if their work will take them times or if you could prepare dinner.

You don’t really understand what happened after, you just know that Sam screams at someone that you were home and then there were nobody behind the call anymore.

A few minutes later you hear the door opening violently and loud and quick steps on the ground. You watch as your Daddies run toward you and it doesn’t take long for them to wrap their arms around you and hold you tight against them.

Their heartbeats were really fast and they felt out of breath, what happened ?

Before you could even ask questions, your Daddy pulls back, keep an hold on your shoulders with his hands and stare down at you with many emotions in his eyes that you don’t understand

‘’Where the hell were you ?’’ His voice is harsh and it made you flinch, you didn’t noticed they were mad at you ‘’do you know what a phone is used for ?? It’s for when you’re going to be late at home. You text, call or send an email, I don’t fucking care but you tell us that you’ll be late’’ he practically yells now.

‘’You know how worry we were ?’’ Your Papa adds ‘’it’s been hours that we’re looking for you outside. We disturbed the entire city just because you can’t using your goddamn phone!’’

You open your mouth to talk but nothing comes out, you know what you want to say. You didn’t wanted to worry them, you just needed to be outside a little and got lost in time. You wanted to apologies because you know you’re in the wrong here but it’s like the words are stuck in your throat.

‘’Next time think less about yourself and text us so we don’t worry’’ your Daddy snaps making you tear up.

Were you selfish ?

You really did worry them but that was an accident. You didn’t mean to.

‘’Go to your room’’ your Daddy says, his voice is calm now but he sounds really disappointed and it made things worst.

‘’But Daddy I-‘’ he cuts you off with a harsh movement to melt you stop walking to him ‘’I said go to your room. Do you understand or do we have to explain how to go upstairs in silence like we have to taught you respect ?’’ He snaps again this time.

You swallow your pain and go upstairs, they watch you until you close your door.

You look around your room and shiver in fear, it’s been a few nights now that you don’t sleep here because one night you had a nightmare and you are scared to be in this room alone.

And he knew that but he still sent you here.

You had spent the evening and the night in your room. They brought you dinner but they didn’t even glance at you or dried your tears. They just give you your food, your water and they came to get it back.

Not even a good night kiss or a glance of reassurance. You had to fall asleep with the only comfort of the memories of the little bird singing in the parc earlier.

The next morning you woke up with a note on your nightstand, they had to go to work but they wrote that the punishment was over and that you did good. They said they loved you and that they’ll be back later.

Seeing this writing instead of hearing it from their mouths feel fake. It feels like they didn’t meant it. You throw away the paper and walk downstairs, a second note in the kitchen tells you that they left your favorite breakfast for you in the fridge. They tell you a second time that they loved you before signing.

You don’t touch the breakfast, you take a glass of water and go in the couch. You spent your whole day laying in the couch and thinking about yesterday. To make it short, you had a bad day.

You wanted to go outside but since how it ended up yesterday you decide to not take the risk.

After a few hours you hear the front door opening and closing. Before you can see them entering fully in the house you get up from the couch and run upstairs.

You know it’s your Daddies but you don’t wanna see them just yet. You need to show them that you’re still mad.

What hurt you the most is not the fact that they yelled at you, you understood that they were scared and worried and from all of their emotions mixed up together they ended up yelling but you knew they were more relieved than angry.

But what if something really happened to you ? What if you were lost or what if you were held something against your will ? What you needed wasn’t hearing scream, what you needed was comfort if that happened. They didn’t even asked.. that’s what hurt you the most.

You close the door shut and sit on your desk to keep drawing your draw. After some minutes you hear a knock on your door. You don’t answer which cause you to hear a second one ‘’sweetie ?’’

‘’No’’ you say loud enough for them to hear. You don’t hear anything after so you thought they left but after some second of silence they knock again ‘’please baby, can we talk ?’’

‘’no’’ you say again, going back to your drawing. You hear muffled talk and then nothing. You sigh in relief that they respect you by letting you alone like you asked.

You almost finish your drawing when it’s dinner time and you at the same time, you hear knock again ‘’sweetie ?’’ Your Papa gently says

‘’We- dinner is ready’’ he waits for a second to see if you’re gonna say something but when it’s silence, he talks again ‘’we made your favorite food’’

After minutes of nothing, he was going to leave even tho he doesn’t like the fact that you don’t wanna eat but he hears and sees the door of your room opening.

You don’t look at him nor speak to him, you walk past him and down the hallway. You make your way downstairs, followed by your Papa. Your Daddy is waiting on his seat and his eyes light up when he sees you, he thought you wouldn’t got out of your room but apparently you’re too hungry for that.

You do the same to him that you did to your Papa, you don’t give him attention. You grab your plate, put food in it and then go back upstairs to your room.

You know your Daddies don’t like it when you eat upstairs but today you don’t care. You thought they would’ve said something to you about it but you hear nothing.

After eating you lie in bed and close your eyes.

~

Gentle touch are felt on your scalp causing you to coming back to reality. It took you a moment but you finally opened your eyes.

You turn around and see your Daddies sitting on your bed. You turn back around as soon as you see them and get up from bed quickly.

You hear your Daddies standing up too as you approach the door ‘’wait please’’ the sad voice of your Daddy make you stop. You’re facing the door but you stopped walking.

‘’We’re sorry about yesterday’’ he says ‘’we were worried sick from the second we saw you weren’t at home and when we couldn’t find you we-‘’ he takes a shaky breath ‘’I thought my heart was ripping apart’’

You look down but keep your eyes wide open as you listen to them talking. "we shouldn't have yelled at you yesterday but we didn't thought about our reaction, we just let all out and i think we wanted you to understand how we felt."

"but it was in a bad way" your Papa adds after your Daddy "we should've said it in another way. We're sorry we went too far and yelled like that, we're really really sorry"

Nobody talk for some seconds but then you start to turn around, with tears in your eyes. They stand up and go to comfort you but stop because they don't know if they can come to you or not

"can we... can we hug you ?" your Daddy asks with an hesitant voice "please" your Papa adds.

You stroke your eyes causing the tears to fall and lift your arms up, nodding your head.

The next second, you feel two pairs of arms wrapping around you and you feel nothing else but the warmth of their bodies and the comfort they send to you.

"what were you doing before coming back home yesterday ?" Your Daddy asks as he stokes your hair.

"Parc. Watching bird" your mumble, as you snuggle closer into them.

"you want to go back to the parc tonight ? We can grab some bread to give to birds and ducks if we saw them" Your Papa proposes.

You sniff and nod your head, you wanted to go back there all day and maybe going back with them can be as relaxing a than going alone.

"Alright, let's get prepared then" Your Papa kisses your forehead and helps you standing up "we can even go take a breakfast outside, what do you say ?"

You nod your head and take their hands in yours to lead them toward your closet to get prepared. It'll be a great day, you're sure about that fact.

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[pahtoosh]

Imagine y/n manages to down a cup of coffee while daddies!stucky is trying to calm them down while chasing them throughout the house

ugly shirts and caffeine crazies

masterlist

summer celebration masterlist

18+

wc: ~9800 words

warnings: maybe a little 🤏 too long. baba calls you a brat🫢 daddies take off their shirts later for silly reasons

a/n: thank you, lovely anon for this suggestion! i am actually very sensitive to caffeine myself so this really spoke to me hehe😁 like i cannot drink coffee at all or i will be a bouncing wreck and i can’t have tea after 5pm!! or i wont sleep!! i need my daddies to help me cos sometimes i forget and i get a nighttime boba with my friends and then i don’t sleep until 5am😳

pairing: stucky x gn!little!reader (Dada = Steve, Baba = Bucky, Daddies = both Steve and Bucky)

summary: Bucky and his baby have a disagreement over a shirt. while baby runs away, they manage to drink Steve’s coffee

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Steve whistled a happy tune as he began making his morning coffee. Because of the serum, he didn’t need the caffeine to get through the day, he just liked the routine. As he waited for it to cool down slightly, he began preparing breakfast.

It was a lovely, quiet morning. The sky was slightly overcast and birds were chirping. Unfortunately, peace in your house could not last for long.

“No! I don’t wanna!”

“It’s your only clean shirt right now, Angel.”

“It’s ugly! I hate it! I hate it!”

“Hey, we don’t use that kind of language here. Now put on the shirt or you’ll be getting a time-out.”

“You can’t make me, Baba!” You escaped your argument with Bucky, dodging past him to run into the living room.

He groaned and followed you out of the room, finding you hiding behind the couch. “Baba’s not messin’ around. Come put on your shirt. Now.”

His strict baba voice should’ve been a warning, but you were not putting on that shirt. The colors were all wrong and the printed design was incredibly thick, making it uncomfortable to wear.

“No! You can’t make me!”

Bucky raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. “We’ll just see about that, won’t we?”

“You have to catch me first!” You ran away again. This time, Bucky chased after you instead of following at a walking pace like before. He almost caught you but you threw a pillow at his face and ran into the kitchen where Steve was trying to ignore your fight.

You froze, not expecting to see your Dada. Just then, Bucky came right behind you and trapped you in his arms. “Gotcha.”

“Noooo!” You squirmed, trying to escape his grip.

Steve couldn’t help but laugh after seeing the two of you. Bucky was out of breath and his hair was messed up, you were half-dressed, and both of you looked so angry at each other while Bucky practically hugged you from behind.

“What’s going on here?”

“This one,” Bucky said, not breaking his staring contest with you. “Is being a little brat and refuses to put on a shirt.”

“Not just a shirt! It’s the ugliest shirt in the whole wide world!”

“We don’t have any other clean shirts for you, remember? You. Have. To. Wear. This. One.”

“I. Don’t. Wanna!”

“God, the both of you are so stubborn,” Steve said.

At the same time, you and Bucky stopped glaring at each other to say “no I’m not” and “nuh uh”.

Steve threw up his hands in surrender. “Okay, okay. Well, let’s just see this so-called ‘ugliest shirt ever’ and then see where to go from there.”

You nodded. “Yeah! And then Dada will see how ugly it is and I don’t have to wear it!”

“Or Dada will see that it’s just like any old shirt and you have to wear it anyway,” Bucky teased.

“Buck, no.” Steve freed you from your vibranium trap and got down on your level. “I’m gonna help you, okay sweetness?”

You nodded smugly and stuck your tongue out at Bucky. Dada was on your side, not Baba’s.

The three of you made your way to your room. While walking, you noticed your daddies giving each other certain looks. It was like they were having a silent conversation. Maybe Dada wasn’t looking out for you like you thought he was. Maybe he was only saying that to make you stop fighting.

In reality, Steve was making fun of Bucky for his childish behavior and Bucky was silently arguing back, demanding Steve to not tell anyone about this.

No matter what they were talking about, you couldn’t take that risk. You let go of Steve’s hand and ran off again, confusing your daddies.

“What the-“

“Baby, where are you going?”

Bucky put his hands on his hips. “Not so easy, is it?”

Steve groaned. “C’mon, we’ve got a runaway to catch.”

Meanwhile, you were frantically looking for a place to hide. Behind the couch wouldn’t work, Baba found you there last time. Maybe the kitchen! The island was a good size to hide behind and if your daddies came up on one side, you could sneak your way around the island in a circle and they’d never see you.

You went behind the island and sat down, trying to catch your breath. All this running around was making you tired and thirsty. Above your head, you spotted a mug on the counter. You checked to see if the coast was clear and took a sip. And then almost spat it out. It was the worst, most bitter-tasting drink you’d ever had.

Although, it was beginning to make you feel better. You drank as much as you could handle and then put the cup back before returning to your hiding spot. You could just barely hear your daddies looking for you in the living room over the sound of your own heartbeat.

“Where could they be?”

“I don’t know, but I’m starting to- wait, do you hear that?” Your daddies halted their movements.

You placed a hand over your nose and mouth, hoping that the air purifier in the living room was enough to distract them from the sound of your breathing.

Bucky sighed. “We don’t have time for this. Let’s just find that little troublemaker and then we can get on with our day.”

𓏲 ࣪₊♡

Catching you was a very, very difficult task. Your hatred for the shirt combined with the energy from the coffee allowed you to beat out two supersoldiers. Steve and Bucky were exhausted, both of them laying on the living room floor while you jumped from one hiding place to another.

“What’s gotten into them?” Steve asked.

“I don’t know, but I’m starting to think we’re not winning this fight. I mean, our baby’s running circles around us.” He looked at Steve. “Think it’s time to throw in the towel?”

“Ugh, maybe. It’s kind of embarrassing that our adversary is screaming and dancing around the house while we’re just trying to catch our breath,” Steve joked.

“We’re getting too old for this.”

“Ya got that right, pal. I’m gonna go drink my coffee. Hoping it’ll give me a second wind.” Steve got up and went to the kitchen. When he saw his partially empty mug, he connected the dots and facepalmed.

“Buck, we’ve got a problem.” He returned to the living room. “That little sneak drank half a cup of black coffee.”

Bucky’s eyes widened and he sat up. “How?”

“I guess I left it on the counter? And they were hiding in the kitchen for some time so..”

One of your giggles cut through the tense conversation.

Bucky sighed. “Alright, I’m done fighting the beast. It’s team no shirt until that laundry machine gets fixed.” He got up off the floor and brushed off his hands before taking off his shirt.

Steve laughed. “What are you doing?”

“If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em.”

𓏲 ࣪₊♡

Your two shirtless daddies met you in your playing room. You were hiding behind the coloring table.

“Are you in here, sweetheart? Daddies are here to throw in the towel- or shirt, I guess.”

“You win, babydoll.”

You carefully peeked over the table. “You tellin da truth?”

“Yeah. Look at us, team no shirts just like you. Can you come out now? We missed being with you all morning.”

You squealed and ran to hug them, bouncing excitedly. “Yay! Yay! Yay! Now we all don’t wear shirts! Can we do this all the time? ‘Cause then we don’t wear shirts and then we only wear pants and then when we don’t wear shirts we don’t have to wash shirts and then we don’t have to fold shirts and then we only have to wash and fold the pants and that’s so-“

“Woah, woah there. You’re talkin’ so fast, your mouth is about to fall off,” Bucky said.

You gasped and held a hand over your mouth.

Steve poked him in the side. “Baba’s only joking, baby. No mouths are falling off. But we do have to fix the problem of you drinking coffee.” He held your shaking hands. “Do you feel different right now? Maybe super energetic and excited or nervous?”

You kept bouncing on your feet. “YEAH! I feel like I can run forever! And I can run fast! And I can talk fast and my heart goes fast too!”

“Yeah, it’s fun for a little bit but it’s not good to feel like this for too long. We’re gonna take you to Uncle Bruce for a little check-up, okay? Maybe he can help get you back to normal.”

“OKAY DADA! Can Uncle Bruce be team no shirt too?”

Steve sighed. “I forgot about that, I don’t think we’re allowed down there without shirts on.”

You tried breaking away from Steve’s grasp, but he learned his lesson and was not letting you go.

“I not wear da ugly shirt! No, no, no!”

“Please, baby? Just for one hour?”

“NOOOO!” You stomped and turned every which way, trying to free yourself.

Bucky looked down at the floor, trying to wonder how you all got into this mess when he got an idea.

“Angel? What if you wear Baba’s shirt, hmm? It’s not as ugly as your last shirt, I hope.”

You stopped squirming. “Maybeee.”

“Just try it and if you don’t like it, we’re bringing a baby in a blanket down to Uncle Bruce.” He carefully put the shirt on you, starting with the neck hole and pulling the sleeves over your arms.

You marveled at the feeling of the soft, lightweight fabric. The sleeves were extra long, letting you curl your hands up inside them. Best of all, it smelled like your Baba.

“I love it! I love it soooooo much! Oh! Can I wear your shirts all the time, Baba? I promise I give them back! And Dada too! I wear Baba’s shirt today and Dada’s tomorrow! And the next day is Baba and the next day is Dada and the ne-”

“We’ve gotta see Bruce.”

𓏲 ࣪₊♡

One check-up later, Bruce gave you a special medicine to cancel out the effects of the caffeine. You were now tired from the whole ordeal of running away from your daddies all morning.

After lunch, the three of you cuddled on the couch. You read a couple of books and took a nap. Nap time was especially cozy with both your daddies there and because you were still in Bucky’s shirt.

Eventually, the laundry machine would get fixed, but you still loved wearing your Dada and Baba’s shirts from time to time. You insisted that you all trade shirts because it was so fun. Usually, it’d just be you wearing one of your daddies’ shirts, but sometimes you could initiate a three-way trade and see one of your daddies wearing your shirt. It was so funny seeing a super soldier wearing a t-shirt with a dinosaur riding a bicycle on it, especially when the shirt was a size or more too small.

#stucky x little!reader #daddy!stucky x little!reader #fluff #oneshot #sfw regression #agere fic #marvel agere #littlespace fics #ugly shirts and caffeine crazies #ugly-shirts-and-caffeine-crazies #requests

[rogerswifesblog]

Another lesson

[pt. 2 of keep you quiet, but you can read it as a one shot]

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Steve's gives you another lesson on being quiet...this time, Bucky helps.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Steve Rogers  x reader x Bucky Barnes

(Sadly no Stucky in this one...maybe only a hint? Blink and you'll miss it)

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: barely any plot tbh, smut, 3some, p in v, unprotected sex, oral [ m & freceiving ], fingering, squirting, overstimulation, cum swallowing, cum eating, dp, Dom!steve, Dom!bucky, sub!reader

Tell me if I need to addd anything.

Btw I've never written a 3way so I've no idea how to do that. I hope you'll like it.

I literally put everything else aside to write this one lol

Keep in mind English is not my first language!

18+

Nervously you entered the elevator and pushed the button to Steve's floor. Would it really happen? Would you really have sex with Steve? Maybe he was just joking? Yet, it didn't really feel like a joke.

After leaving Steve and Bucky you went back to your room, where you've showered and changed. Even though your walls have been throbbing and clenching all the time, you haven't touched yourself. It...didn't feel like Steve would like that.

As soon as the elevatordoors opened, you walked to Steve's door. After knocking you could hear steps.

The door opened-but it wasn't Steve who opened them.

Surprised you looked up into Buckys beautiful blues. You could feel yourself blush, when you realised he was also shirtless. "Bucky-hi-what...I'll come back later", you mumbled, but Bucky only smirked teasingly and grabbed your top, pulling you into the room. Stumbling you accidentally leaned against Buckys naked stomach-were these abs real? There was no way-

"She can really be pretty quiet, huh?", said Bucky. "She can be, yeah." Only then did you realise Steve was just behind him-also shirtless and with his belt open. "What happened sweetheart? Where's did that bratty mouth go, huh?", Steve asked mockingly, pulling you against him. Your hands instantly slid to his naked skin.

Slowly you looked back to Bucky and then again to Steve. Bucky stepped a bit closer, putting his hands on you waist. You could see the question in their eyes.

Oh god, would you even survive two super soldier di-

Steve pulled you a bit closer against him, leaning to your lips. "Come on, sweetheart, where's that voice of yours", he mumbled. You couldn't stop yourself from grinning. Slowly you let your hands glide over Steve's pecks. You've never seen him backed from up close-same with Bucky. Immediately one of your hands found Buckys chest.

„Let's see if you old men can keep up", you mumbled cocky.

The next thing you knew, you were in Steve's bedroom, thrown on Steve's bed, with two super soldiers hovering over you. You had no idea who's hands where at your body, who's lips kissed your neck.

It felt amazing. Getting so much attention of two men-not only any men, Steve and Bucky.

You've always liked Steve and Bucky-well, besides the constant arguments. The two were pretty nice, funny and charming. Many agents wanted to get to know them better...you've heard some very detailed conversations. Very, very detailed...

You moaned quietly when a hand pressed on your clothed core. "Are you still wet, baby?", Steve whispered against your ear, while Bucky bit into your exposed collarbone, while he slowly pushed your shirt up.

"Yes, Steve, please...Bucky, please", you mumbled while grabbing Buckys hair and pulling him closer to your lips. He immediately understood and kissed you fiercely. His tongue found it's way into your mouth, while he grabbed your bra clothed breast under your shirt. A quiet moan escaped you and you pressed yourself towards their hands. Steve watched the two of you for a moment, before he started to pull your sweatpants down. They quickly Landed on the floor.

His face was close enough to your heat, he could smell you. How wet you were. It made his-already hard-dick twitch. Unintentionally he grind against the bed. Looking at your pretty panties he could see the wet spot of your arousal forming. "Fucking drenched..." He couldn't stop himself from pressing his lips against your clothed entrance and sucking on your clit. Immediately you moaned loudly into Buckys mouth.

The brunette looked down at you, before his attention was taken by Steve's head moving between your legs. Bucky pushed your shirt over your head and threw it to the floor, next to your sweatpants.

"So pretty...isn't she pretty, Steve?", Bucky mumbled against your neck, which made you lean your head back, to give Bucky more room. He kissed every inch of your skin. Your skin felt so soft against his lips. He wanted to taste all of you.

His left arm grabbed your bra in the middle and ripped it right off of your body.

A surprised gasped escaped your lips while your hands immediately tried to cover your backed breasts. You haven't expected something like this.

Steve lifted his head and watched, as Bucky put both of your hands over your head, teasing  your nipples into peaks with chilly metal fingers and soft lips.

Grinning Steve slowly let your panties slide down your legs. Seeing your glistening core, your puffy and pulsing clit, made him moan immediately. He couldn't stop thinking about your pussy, since you've left the common room a few hours before.

You grabbed Steve's hair when his tongue found your heat, licking over your folds to your clit. Your taste spread over his tongue, making him moan into your heat. He licked all of your juices up. Steve looked up from between your legs, only to meet your and Buckys gaze. "Steve, keep going...", you mumbled, pushing his head closer to your core.

Both men looked with raised eyebrows at you, then at each other.

They had a silent conversation, which made you feel unsure, but also very aroused. More then you already were.

"Let's see how many times she can cum before she loses her voice, what do you think about that, Steve?", Bucky asked, still twirling your nipple, like it was his Stress-toy. Steve let one of his fingers slide slowly into your entrance, making you whimper. "Yeah, that's a great idea, Buck. We should do that", Steve answered, licking over your clit again. They had this conversation, like you weren't even there. Like you were a toy. And this thought made you clench around Steve's fingers. "She seems to like this idea." Steve roughly pushed a second finger into your tight hole, which made you mewl breathlessly.

Watching Steve eating you out got Bucky even harder-his pants felt way too tight. Quickly he opened them and let them slid down his legs. You could see the head of his dick sticking out of his boxershorts. God you could already tell he was also big. Huge even.

You needed to feel both of them.

You wanted both of them to fuck you, till you couldnt walk or think for the next few days.

Steve's fingers stroked right over your g-spot, making you see stars. He licks around his fingers, before licking back to your clit and sucking on it-this gave you the rest.

With a silent moan you arched your back, pressing yourself into Steve's and Buckys lips.  Bucky looked up for a moment to watch your face. You grabbed his hair and pulled him closer, so you could kiss him again. He let his tongue explode your mouth, but not for long, because he wanted to watch Steve still eating you out.

Steve didn't stop liking and thrusting into your cunt, not even for a moment-your legs started to tremble slightly, while the knot in your abdomen started to build up again. It felt so intense. It was too much-and yet you couldn't get enough. Buckys cold metal finger found your nipple again, pinching it lightly-. Your body tenses and you come with a hot rush of fluid that soaks you both. Your juices leak out of you, drenching Steve's face and the sheets you were laying on. Both men moaned seeing this.

Steve came up again and pressed his lips hungry to yours. He could come right now untouched, alone because of how your clenched around your fingers.

You could taste yourself on his lips-his tongue pushing the taste deeper into your mouth. You couldn't stop yourself from moaning.

After Steve pulled away, you could feel him taking his fingers out of your drenched hole, which made you feel empty. "Open, sweetheart", you opened your mouth and Steve pushed his fingers in. Slurping you started to lick around his fingers, treating them like you did with his dick a few hours ago. Steve felt his dick twitch against your leg, while Bucky gripped his own to relieve himself at least a bit. It didn't really help. He wanted to feel you so bad...

"So, Steve, do you want to fuck her first or should I?", Bucky started talking, without looking at you. It made you squirm. Steve chuckled darkly and looked down at you. „I've already felt her mouth first, so it's only fair if I let you fuck her first", Steve moved from his position between your legs.

You grabbed Steve's pants and tried to pushed them down, same with buckys. „too many clothes...", you mumbled. Both men chuckled. Their pants hit the floor before you could even blink.

Bucky moaned when he looked down at your drenched pussy. He but his bottom lip, while, he let his tip rub between your folds, coating him with wetness. "I'm gonna fucking split you apart, sweetheart", he grinned, slowly pushing the tip in. You could already feel the stretch, which made you whimper. It felt so, so good.

Bucky felt the same. He couldn't think straight with the warmth around him. Your wet heat was sucking him right in. "You gonna finally fuck me or should I bring my toy-", before you could finish your sassy remark, Bucky forced his whole length inside you, immediately starting pounding hard into you, hitting your sweet spot every time. You cried out in pleasure, grabbing Steve's arm tightly. Bucky only chuckled.

"What? Nothing more to say?", Bucky slid out for a second, to turn you around so faced Steve, who was leaning against the headboard, stroking his dick slowly. Grinning he looked at your already open mouth.

"Someone's eager to having a dick in your holes", Steve grabbed your hair and let his tip slide along your sticked out tongue. His taste made you moan, while Bucky pushed once again into your warmth. He started pounding into you, hard and fast. In this Position he felt even bigger-god, he was really splitting you in half. His movements pushed you forward, pushing Steve's dick deep into your mouth. His hand gripped your hair and pushed even further down, past your gag reflex.

You knew your whole body would be sore after today-especially your jaw and pussy. Steve thrusted shallow into your mouth, before pulling you back. "You wanna say something, sweetheart? Any sassy remarks left?", before you could answer he pushed his dick back into your mouth, silencing anything you wanted to say-because you'd have a sassy remark ready, he just  knew it. He knew you.

"That's much better. I only want to hear you choke on my cock-" "fuck, she likes that", interrupted Bucky, when he felt you squeeze around him. Steve chuckled and started thrusting into your mouth, which made you gag every time he hit the back of your throat.

Bucky put his metal fingers on your clit and started rubbing your bud. Immediately your eyes rolled back. "God, she's so close-I can feel her chocking my cock", Bucky groaned, increasing his speed. It's all your needed for the knot into your abdomen to explode. Moaning around Steve's dick you felt your juices leak around Bucky. It only made him thrust into your harder. "Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum-gonna fill this tight cunt”, Bucky mumbled.

Steve pulled you back from his cock, grinning at your ravening state. Your pupils were blown wide and teary, your lips were puffy, swollen from his cock.

“You hear that, sweetheart? Buckys gonna pump you full of his cum”, he grinned. You nodded immediately, but your gaze fell back to his cock. Opening your mouth Steve understood you wanted his back into your mouth, which made him grin even more. He immediately pushed your head back down.

Buckys thrusts started to become more irregular, so you knew he was close, still hitting your abused G-spot with every movement. You’ve never had this much sex at once-this many orgasms. Everything felt so…you felt on fire. Everything in you felt overstimulated.

With a last deep thrust Bucky came deep in you. You could feel his hardness throb in you, shooting his big load in you. Suddenly you felt yourself come again, which made you moan breathlessly around Steve’s tip. He immediately pulled your head up, grabbing his dick with the other hand to hold back his own orgasm.

Bucky slowly pulled out, watching his cum dripping out of your throbbing hole. “So pretty…so full”, he mumbled, while spreading your folds with his fingers and watching more cum leaking out of you. He couldn’t help himself from pushing it back inside.

Feeling his fingers press into your hole made you cry out softly. Your whole body was shaking, your legs, your arms-yet you looked back at Steve’s cock, slowly opening your mouth again.

Steve only shook his head and slowly pulled you onto his lap, while Bucky laid beside the two of you. A tired, yet satisfied grin formed on his face and he watched Steve guiding his dick in your cum filled hole. The added wetness made him groan into your neck, while you let your head fall against his shoulder. Your hole was throbbing around him.

“I think we managed to break that sassy mouth”, said Bucky, stroking over your sweat covered back. Chuckling Steve slowly started pounding into you, making you sob into his neck quietly. It felt so good…but it was so much…yet you didn’t want for it to stop.

Slowly Buckys hand slid down to your clit, rubbing it, making you whine against Steve’s neck. You grabbed Steve’s hair and shoulder, holding yourself up and trying to ride him-but you hadn’t much energy left, so Steve started thrusting into you.

Suddenly another g-spot orgasm sweeps violently over you, from the drag of Steve’s cock over your sweet spot and Bucky’s fingers.

“Oh fuck, you’re squeezing me to death, sweetie. Gonna pump you full with my cum”, he groaned, burring himself deep into your pussy. You feel his cock pulsing inside of you, filling you with come.

The two of you stayed like that for a moment, before slowly pulling out of you. The sudden emptiness made you whimper. Steve slowly laid you between them. Both men wrapping their arms around you.

For a while none of you said anything. The three of you just enjoyed the bliss after your orgasms.

You were exhausted.

“Everything alright?”, Steve asked quietly, stroking over your hair. He looked to Bucky for a moment. The brunette nodded slowly, shifting so he laid on his side. He gently stroked along your back. To answer Steve’s question, you mumbled a quite ‘yes’ and buried your face into Steve’s pillow. It smelled nice. Like Steve.

A small smile spread over your lips, while you slowly turned onto your side. “'m Feelin’ awesome…”, you mumbled, tucking your face into Steve’s neck.

You grabbed Buckys arm, that was laying lazily around your waist and pulled him against your back. Slowly you felt yourself getting tired. Steve gave you a gentle kiss on your forehead, smiling at Bucky for a moment. Bucky smiled back at Steve and gave you then a kiss on your shoulder.

“I guess you old men still have it in you..”, you grinned against Steve’s skin. Both men looked with raised eyebrows at you.

“Still haven’t learned your lesson?”

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[babyhatesreality]

Hey!!! I loved your lates fic here

But I’m not sure how to think about Steve.

Would he still give her time out bc he thinks she is lying about something daddy said when she is telling the truth?

Imagine she gets in a little argument with another little one and the other one is telling her Papa that she said something mean/ a no no word. Would he believe his little one? Bc I don’t think so ☹️

AAAHHHHH I HAVE HAD THIS IDEA IN MY HEAD SINCE DAY ONE SO THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME THE CHANCE TO WRITE IT!!! <3

Listen to your Little

Pairing: Daddy! Stucky x little f!reader

Warnings: DDLG (SSC), f! reader, reader is named but name scarcely used, pet names, language, anxiety, mentions of past emotional upheaval, someone tells lies, mistrust, baby gets unfairly punished, mean Papa, mean Daddy, angst, fluffity fluff fluff fluff, everything gets worked out in the end because I always need a happy ending.

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A/N- this takes place about 2 weeks after you've moved in with Stucky, when you're still- unbeknowst to you- in your probationary period with SHIELD.

You were excited- and nervous- but mostly excited! It was your first play date with Wanda and Pietro since moving in with your daddies. You'd all met before of course, at the big welcome-to-the-family party, and gotten along famously. But this was the first time you were going over to Aunt Natasha's and Uncle Bruce's apartment to play. You and Wanda had bonded over your mutual love of Care Bears and My Little Ponies, and you were super excited to see her collection and play ponies again. You were nervous about Pietro, though. He wasn't exactly mean to you, but he didn't like that Wanda paid more attention to you than to him when you both were together. He also didn't like that you and Peter got so close, so quickly.

"C'mon, none of that now," Bucky said gently, pulling your fingers out of your mouth as he bounced you in his arms. The three of you were making your way to the elevator to go to the Banner/Romanoff floor. Bucky had noticed that you were a little hesitant when you'd left the apartment, so he had immediately scooped you up to snuggle you on the way. You had started chewing on your fingers, a sign that he'd only recently learned meant that you were feeling distress. "I don't want you to bite your fingers off. That's MY job," he teased, before pretending to eat your fingers playfully. You squealed and giggled for a moment, but eventually laid your head on his shoulder with a tiny sigh.

"What's the matter, Lovebug?" Steve asked, leaning into your view point and rubbing your back soothingly. "Are you feeling okay?" He looked around as they stepped into the elevator. He knew that SHIELD was watching their every move, and if something was wrong with you, by god he was going to figure it out in a heartbeat. He kept patting you, but you didn't speak until the doors to the elevator had closed.

"What if....what if dey don't like me?" you said, just loud enough for them to hear it.

"Wanda and Pietro?" Steve asked in surprise. "They already like you, angel. Remember how you and Wanda were playing that you were the little ponies just two nights ago?"

"MY little ponies," you corrected, your head popping up to make sure your Papa understood the very important difference in wording. He smiled.

"Sorry, MY little ponies," he said, booping you on the nose. "You two had so much fun that you fell asleep before you could finish telling us all about it, remember?" He and Bucky shared a private smirk; that had been the night they had discovered that letting you tell your own stories at bedtime was a bad idea. You had literally not stopped talking during your bath, pajamas, and being tucked into their bed. They found it so cute that they couldn't bear to stop you, but you'd continued for a good hour past bedtime until your exhausted body overcame your brain and you'd fallen asleep mid-sentence.

That hadn't gone over terribly well with the review board. They understood that Steve and Bucky hadn't wanted to stifle you, but they were concerned that not adhering to a strict schedule, no matter what, might set a bad precedent. From then on, Steve and Bucky had been fastidious about your bedtime routine. They weren't risking anything that could potentially 'set a bad precedent' and get you taken away from them.

You didn't know any of that of course- all you knew was that you were feeing a little anxious about the visit. When you didn't answer Steve right away, he continued trying to help you through this. "Tell you what, Katie Cat," he said, grinning when you smiled softly at the special nickname. "If you feel icky, or if something is bothering you, you can tell me or Daddy, and we'll all come back home. Okay?"

"Don't wanna spoil your fun..." you mumbled into Bucky's shoulder. Bucky and Steve locked eyes for a moment. They had prepared for things like this. In all of the time the three of you had spent together before this, you'd been very honest about your issues with abandonment and self-worth, and how it all tied into your need to regress. You were scared to death to do anything that might make your new and already-beloved daddies mad or upset, no matter how little it seemed.

"Baby, this time is for you, okay?" Steve said reassuringly. "We just want you to have fun with your new little friends. Daddy and I see Aunt Natasha and Uncle Bruce all the time, so if you need to leave, you're not spoiling anything. Everyone will understand, and no one will be mad. Okay?"

"Otay," you whispered back, a shy smile on your face. Bucky pressed a kiss into your hair.

"That's our girl," he said, nuzzling the top of your head with his cheek. "Do you want a paci so you don't chew on your fingers again?"

You shook your head. "No, tank you," you said politely, making them both melt. "Gonna be a big girl." You leaned back and looked at Bucky, tilting your head. If you were gonna be a big girl, you really should be walking by yourself...."Big girl later," you decided, then nuzzled back into the safety of Daddy's shoulder, making him chuckle.

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An hour later, you wondered what on earth you'd been nervous about. Wanda, Pietro, and you were currently playing the most fabulous game of Chutes and Ladders ever. The three of you had started the playdate with exploring their playroom. You were in absolute awe of the colorful and joyous chaos, and they had delighted in showing you everything. Then came the games. You hadn't played such a raucous, noisy version of Chutes and Ladders in so long and it was a blast. You were also apparently really good at it, as you placed your token on the winning block for the second time in a row.

"Wow! You are SO good at this game, Katie!" Wanda cheered, leaning over to give you a high five. "Here, high five Buttons now," she instructed, holding up her favorite teddy. You giggled and gently high fived his paw, making her laugh.

"That's not fair, that you won two games in a row," Pietro interjected suddenly into your joy. You quickly dropped your hand, feeling awkward. Pietro had been fine, if not a little quiet, when you won the first time, but it seemed like two times was his limit. You started feeling that little prickle of anxiety that you had when you were coming here.

"You're just jealous that she won and you LOST," Wanda said, sticking her tongue out. Pietro jumped up, enraged at his sister.

"I'm gonna tell Mommy that you stuck your tongue out!" he announced triumphantly.

"Then I'M gonna tell her that you're being mean to us and you'll get a time out," Wanda shot back, glaring at her brother. Pietro scowled at her, but sat back down.

"We're gonna play again and this time I'M gonna win," he grumbled.

"We don't hafta play dis game," you said hesitantly. "We can play something else. Whachu wanna play?" You bit your lip- you didn't want to lose your new friends on your very first playdate.

"This and I'm gonna win," he declared. You exchanged a quick look with Wanda, who shrugged and put her piece back at the starting block. Not wanting to rock the boat anymore than you accidentally already had, you quietly put your piece back at the beginning too.

You subtly tried to flick the spinner so you'd land on the lower numbers, but Wanda caught on immediately. "No, you gotta do it right. I want you to win again!" she said, making you retake your turn. You sighed and flicked, and of course, landed on a square that gave you a huge ladder up.

"You cheated!" Pietro said, pointing at Wanda after he realized how far ahead this made you in the game. "You made her go again and that's cheating!"

"Nuh-uh!" Wanda said hotly. "You're trying to cheat 'cause you wanna win."

"You're a big ol' dumbbell!" Pietro yelled at her. Your anxiety suddenly turned to anger at his exclamation. You knew that name calling was absolutely not allowed from any of you. On top of that, Pietro was just being mean. No one messed with your friends!

"Please stop being mean," you said, pushing yourself up to stand on your knees. You weren't quite brave enough to stand all the way up, but you definitely couldn't stay seated when your friend was being called names. Pietro's eyes narrowed at you menacingly.

"What did you say?" he said, almost daring you to say it again.

"I said please stop being mean!" you said, louder than you intended. Before you could even take a breath, Pietro zoomed out of the room. You looked at Wanda, startled. "Wha' happened?" you asked nervously. You knew that the twins weren't supposed to use their powers when they weren't on missions, so something bad obviously just happened for him to break the rules like that.

Just then, you heard loud steps pounding down the hallway. "Kaitlyn!" Papa scolded loudly as he came around the corner and into the room. You hadn't heard that tone from him before. You sat back down in shock, staring at him with wide eyes. What did you do for him to use your full name like that? "Pietro said that you were calling him names," he accused you, his hands on his hips and fire in his eyes.

"Wh-wha'? No, I didn't," you stammered, your mind spinning as you tried to figure out what was happening.

"No, Uncle Steve, she-" Wanda piped up. But Steve held up a hand to her.

"Not now, sweetie," he said, his tone just a touch softer, before he turned his glare back to you. You felt yourself shrinking down, feeling even littler than normal. "What do you have to say for yourself, young lady?" Steve scolded, his blue eyes narrowing at you.

"Papa, I didn' say nuffin' bad-"

"You know better than to call names, little girl," he said, almost as if you hadn't spoken. "There is no excuse for that kind of behavior. You don't treat your friends like that, and you don't call names, EVER."

"But-"

"But nothing. Come here, right now," he said, pointing to his feet. Scared to death, you shut your mouth and scrambled to get up and stand at his feet. "You're getting a time out," Steve said angrily, putting his hand on your back and ushering you out of the playroom.

You desperately wanted a chance to defend yourself, to ask why Papa believed that you would be so naughty. You looked up at him and inhaled as if to speak, but he immediately pointed a finger in your face. "Hush," he scolded. "Not one word." You obediently shut your mouth and tried to keep the tears from falling.

Steve led you to an empty corner in the dining room where he, Bucky, and Natasha had been sitting and chatting. Natasha and Bucky were nowhere to be seen, though. Steve made sure your nose was firmly in the corner before sitting down in the chair closest to you. "Now you think about what you've done, and when your time out it over, you're going to apologize to Pietro." It took everything within you not to make a sound or turn around at this injustice, but the fear of making Papa even angrier kept you in your place. You knew that you were not to move or make a sound in time out unless you wanted a longer one, so you kept yourself still.

Just then, you heard footsteps approaching. "Oh no," Bucky said when he saw you. "What did she do?" he asked Steve. You could hear the touch of steel in his tone, making you even more frightened.

"She called Pietro a name while they were playing their game," Steve responded, his own voice still tight with anger. "I let her know that is completely unacceptable, and she'll be apologizing when it's all over."

"Name calling?" Bucky said incredulously. He knew you had a mischievous streak a mile wide, but you had never been anything other than sweet and playful. He would never have thought you capable of that in a million years. His mind was blown at his sweet little angel being that mean.

"Apparently, they were playing a game, and when Pietro said something about wanting to win this round, she called him a 'dumb meanie-head'."

"What?!" Bucky yelled as you trembled in the corner. "Oh, she's writing lines tonight too. We are NOT letting her get away with this kind of behavior." Your insides quaked- now they were both against you and you hadn't even done anything.

"Hang on," Aunt Natasha said suddenly. "What exactly did Pietro say?" she questioned her oldest friend.

"He sped in here very upset-"

"He used his powers?"

"Yes. I don't think he meant to be bad, he was just worked up," Steve explained. You tensed up in the corner at Papa making excuses for Pietro, but still not defending you. Unbeknownst to you, Natasha noticed.

"Hmmm," she said, pressing her lips together as she thought. "Just out of curiosity, did Wanda say anything?" You couldn't see it from your viewpoint of the two walls, but the rest of the room saw Steve blush, slightly.

"Well, she tried to say something, but I...didn't let her," he said, a tad bit sheepishly. "I didn't want her to try to lie to get Katie out of trouble. We...can't take any chances right now. We need to make sure that we're...providing a healthy environment with boundaries and rules. We're not taking any chances. Not with our little girl."

Natasha knew exactly what Steve meant and that his heart was in the right place, but she also realized that you didn't fully understand all the larger implications at play here. And she knew her twins well enough to know that there was probably a lot more to the story.

"I hear you," Natasha said. "And I understand. But...just indulge me for a moment." She waited to get the nod from both Steve and Bucky before calling down the hallway. "Wanda? Pietro? Come into the dining room, please."

You tried your hardest not to fidget, but this was the worst. Your new friend and your now-mortal enemy were going to see you in trouble, and that was so embarrassing you started to silently cry again, biting down on your lip to not make a sound. You heard two pairs of feet shuffle in, but then the silence was shattered by your defender.

"No, that's not fair!" Wanda shrieked, pointing at you still stuck in the corner. "Katie didn't even do anything!!" At that, the room exploded into accusations and soothing words and frustration and anxiety, until finally Natasha made herself heard over everyone.

"Alright, ALRIGHT!" she shouted everyone down. "Wanda, tell me what happened." Pietro made a sound of indignation, but was quickly silenced. "You'll get your chance, Pietro. But Wanda is going first."

Much to your relief, Wanda quickly told the story of what actually happened, emphasizing that you had NOT called Pietro a name- you'd simply said that he was being mean. "Which he WAS," she finished sulkily, glaring at him.

A horrible, sinking feeling was settling into the pit of Steve's stomach. "Pietro, you told me that she called you a dumb meanie-head," he said, trying to keep his voice from shaking at the amount of damage he might have just done.

"It's what she MEANT," Pietro replied hotly after stammering for a moment, caught in his lie.

"NO IT'S NOT!" Wanda shrieked, outraged on your behalf. Pietro immediately started yelling back. Natasha quickly broke the argument up as Steve and Bucky both spun towards you.

"Oh my god, angel, I am so sorry," Steve said, his eyes brimming with tears. When you didn't make a move, his heart stopped for a second before he realized- he hadn't given you permission to leave the corner yet. You were being his good little girl, as always. "Lovebug, please come out of the corner. You should never have been in there and Papa is so very sorry."

You turned to him but couldn't look him in the eye. You didn't want him to see the tears that were still streaming down your face. But there was no way that he could have missed them. In an instant, he was crushing you to his chest, dropping kiss after kiss on top of your head in between apology after apology. "I am so sorry I didn't give you a chance to tell your side of the story, baby. Papa was very, very naughty today."

Bucky reached out and rubbed the parts of your back that he could touch, as you were still firmly held in Steve's arms. "And I'm sorry too, that I just jumped to conclusions," Bucky apologized as well. As someone who'd lost his own voice for years, he felt doubly guilty at taking away yours. "I will never do that again baby, I promise. Okay?" He moved in a little closer, exchanging a worried look with Steve when you didn't answer. "Angel?" he said softly. "Can you talk to me and Papa please?"

You finally turned your tear-stained face up to Steve. "I wann'ed to be a good girl today," you finally sobbed out. "Was I bad?" You were still too little to fully understand everything that had happened, but you were feeling some awful big feels.

"No Angel, you weren't bad at all," Steve said, feeling lower than shit. "You were very good to try to stand up for your friend, and I'm very very sorry that I didn't listen when you tried to tell me what happened. You are my good baby and you always will be." Steve expected you to yank yourself out of his arms and his life forever for his colossal fuck up, but the exact opposite happened instead.

You threw your arms around his neck and squeezed as hard as you could. You were so relieved that you hadn't been bad, and that things seemed to be getting back to normal, that all you could do was hold on to your Papa for dear life.

Natasha had let Pietro have his say while you and your daddies had been making up, but once he realized he was caught, he begrudgingly admitted that he had lied. He said that he'd been mad that he hadn't won and waited until Natasha wasn't near Uncle Steve to tattle. Natasha sent Pietro to his room promptly with the promise of a "long talk tonight with me and Daddy". She let Wanda worm her way into Steve's arms to hug you too. Wanda declared you the forever winner of Chutes and Ladders.

Steve and Bucky were both looking at Natasha, panic screaming in their eyes. What on earth was the board going to do with this? Would this be enough for them to take you away from them? However, Natasha smiled. "I got this," she said lovingly to her friends. She knew exactly how to manage this one with that damn board....

Later that night, Steve and Bucky each presented you with a piece of paper, in which they both had written "I will listen to my little girl" one hundred times each. Steve did two hundred, out of sheer guilt for putting you in time out on top of everything else. Your giggle at their self-induced punishments and the subsequent snuggle session started to make everything look a lot brighter.

The next morning, you were back to your normal happy-go-lucky self, thrilled with being babysat by Kate for the day. You had given your daddies big hugs and kisses before they left, promising to be good. Steve and Bucky, still feeling the residual pangs of guilt, made their way to their only meeting of the day, but one that they were very much ready for.

Natasha smiled as they closed the conference room door behind them. "Welcome gentlemen," she said, slightly teasing as they both took their seats sheepishly. "Welcome to 'Listening to your Little, 101'."

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[little-spicy]

HOT TO THE TOUCH

!Alpha Stucky x !Omega reader

Summary: It's never easy when things happen unexpectedly. After an argument, everything blurred and Y/N soon to began to burn hot to the touch.

WARNING: 18+; SMUT 🔥🔥🔥

IT WASN'T SUPPOSE TO BE THIS WAY, laying on the floor in a pool of tears.

That's how it was going for Y/N as her mates had slammed the door, leaving. She didn't regret what she said but her mate bond hurt as she felt them fume with anger.

It all started when Y/N and the boys went to a Stark party. It was normal, they enjoyed a few drinks, hang out with their fellow agents, and end the night with a few laughs.

But that night wasn't exactly that. Y/N decided to grab a drink from the bar. Natasha served her a drink and as she did one of the agents came up to greet Y/N.

Y/N thought it was nothing, the compliments, the smile, everything, she didn't think it was a big deal. But to Steve and Bucky it meant a hell of a lot.

Their eyes saw red as Y/N casually talked to the beta, paying no mind as he looked at her with the intention of taking her home. Steve and Bucky looked as if their glasses were gonna break any minute.

"You know, it looks like you both are gonna pop a vein." Sam said as he came over and chuckled.

"You wouldn't be saying this if your mate didn't indulge in other men." Bucky said and Sam scoffed.

"You know Y/N would never-" Sam was cut off by Steve.

"She's still over there talking to him, she's an omega any man would be crawling to have him." Steve said and when both men saw Y/N laugh, that was the final straw.

Both men shattered the glass in their hand, Sam jumped back and both men didn't care that they had small cuts from the shattered glass.

As they stormed over to Y/N and the agent, Y/N was still unaware of their anger.

"Well thank you Kegan, that was very thoughtful." Y/N said and when she turned she saw her mates and smiled. "Hi darlings, this is-"

"No one." Steve said and Y/N frowned as Bucky came over and grabbed her hand pulling her from her seat and drink.

"We're going." Bucky snarled and dragged her away from the agent.

"Bucky, stop, what are you doing?" She asked as they got to the elevator and Y/N got out of his iron grip. Bucky clicked the elevator button as Steve came over to them.

"Room now." Steve said.

"No; I was enjoying the party." Y/N said and was cut off by Steve grabbing her by the waist and slinging her over his shoulder.

"Steve stop it." Y/N said and as they got in the elevator, Y/N kicked Steve and made him lose his grip and she got off of him.

"What is with you two?" Y/N questioned as she looked at them with anger. "Are you two drunk?"

"What is wrong with us? What about you?" Bucky said angrily.

"You were flirting with that beta." Steve said and Y/N thought they were joking.

"Are you serious?" Y/N said.

"Don't play dumb." Steve said and Bucky nodded. "You were laughing and talking, not noticing her was trying to undress you with his eyes."

"He was being nice, what was I suppose to do? I was waiting for my drink." Y/N defended. "You two just don't grab me and take me from the party."

"Well maybe if you didn't flirt with unmated males we wouldn't." Bucky said and Y/N eyes began to water and her lip quivered.

"You really think I would do that?" Y/N said and wiped away a few tears.

"Y/N we-" Steve tried to talk but Y/N ignored him as the elevator doors opened to their floor.

She walked to their door and opened it, the men followed.

"Y/N we aren't done talking." Bucky said and Y/N went straight toward the bedroom.

"Do me favor, don't follow me!" Y/N said and slammed the door and fell down to the floor.

"Let's go, we should cool off." Steve said and Bucky nodded and they both left their home with a slam of the door.

That's how Y/N's night went from great to sour. She was angry, mad, and upset. She already felt the bond hurting and she decided to head towards the bathroom and get ready for bed.

The hot water soothed her and the smell of Bucky's and Steve's body wash was able to help a little bit of the ache.

As she laid in bed, she couldn't help but let tears fall as she closed her eyes.

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When Y/N opened her eyes, she could tell her eyes were red from crying and felt a pang of sadness as she felt the bed empty.

She got up from the bed, and as she did she felt a wave of pain.

She whimpered and leaned back on the bed as she felt it. As it went away, her eyes widen and she grabbed her phone and looked at her cycle app and she felt dread as she looked at the date.

"Not now." Y/N said and felt another wave and she whined in pain again as she felt it happening. She knew she should be mad at her mates, but an omega in her heat was way more serious than a small argument.

She quickly went through her contacts and when seeing her mates name, she called Steve first. Her eyes widen when it went straight to voicemail.

She did the same with Bucky and the same thing happened.

"Please no." Y/N said and she looked at contacts, frantically looking for someone to call and help. She reached a contact and pressed the call button immediately.

As the phone rang, she was happy as the contact picked up.

"Sam?" Y/N sobbed.

"Y/N what happened, what's wrong?" Sam asked and Y/N began to cry.

"S-Steve and Bucky aren't answering their phones-" Sam cut Y/N off.

"I'm sure they went off to blow some steam I know they-" Y/N felt as if she would break her phone from squeezing.

"I'm in heat Sam!" She cried and Sam's eyes widened. "And they've been gone since last night. I-I need you to find them- it hurts so bad Sam please."

"O-Okay sweetie, I'll find them." Sam said and Y/N hung up and felt as if her body was on fire.

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Sam had been looking everywhere. Once Y/N had told him about her heat, immediately he notified the team. They didn't need to know all the details only that he couldn't find Steve or Bucky and it was getting bad.

All of them had searched through the tower, the park, hell even the bakery the three of them liked so much.

Every minute Sam didn't find them, the more worried he was for Y/N.

Of course Steve and Bucky didn't answer his calls either and when he talk to Y/N to get an update she sounded so much worse.

When Sam had finally found them, he found them at a bar where Sam took them once or twice and where they met Y/N.

He got a good look at them and they didn't look to good. They looked rough as they had bags under their eyes and had sour looks on their faces. Both them had a little bit of whiskey, but knowing them it wasn't getting them drunk.

"You two are the biggest idiots on the planet." Sam said as he came over to them. Bucky glared at Sam.

"Great birdbrain how'd you find us?" Bucky said as he took another sip of whiskey.

"It doesn't matter, what does matter is Y/N is worried sick." Sam said and Steve sighed.

"We screwed up didn't we?" Steve said and Sam nodded. "God how mad is she?"

"Y/N called me crying cause she needs you two." Sam said and Steve and Bucky looked concerned. "She went into heat and she's in bad shape man."

Steve and Bucky got up from their chair and their hearts felt dread when he said that.

"We need to go now." Steve said and Sam nodded and took them to the car.

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When Steve and Bucky rushed into their home, they could smell her heat in an instant. Their hearts and bond felt pain as their omega was crying.

They could hear her whimpering and sobbing as the pain was unbearable. They rushed into their bedroom and saw Y/N on the bed, naked and holding onto a pillow tightly.

"Baby?" Steve asked coming forward and Y/N looked up at them and when Steve hugged her, he was immediately met with her smell.

"S-Steve I-I'm sorry." She sobbed and Bucky came forward. "I'm sorry."

"Doll there's nothing to apologize for." Bucky said and began to strip his clothes. "But right now we need to help you sweetheart, you are in pretty bad shape and it's all because we didn't take care of you."

Steve kissed Bucky's cheek, and once Bucky got his shirt off, he grabbed Y/N and placed her hot body on his cool one. She purred and Steve was able to get fully naked and climbed into bed with her.

"Let me help you sweetheart." Steve said and leaned up and kissed Bucky briefly. Steve then looked down at Y/N and kissed her softly. "God I can't get enough of you."

Steve said and began to rub his fingers in between her fold, Y/N whined and bucked her hips as slick got onto Steve's fingers.

"Taste her Bucky." Steve said and lifted his glistening finger and making Bucky take them in his mouth. "Taste good doesn't she?"

"Fuck yeah." Bucky said and Steve knew Y/N shouldn't be teased and lined his cock up to her aching entrance.

"Be a good girl and suck Bucky's cock baby." Steve said. "Gotta get you nice and full."

Bucky pulled his cock out and Y/N turned to him with lust filled eyes. His tip leaking and burning red, wanting to be inside Y/N in any way.

Y/N kicked her lips and took Bucky fully in her mouth.

"Fuck." Bucky hissed and that was Steve's cue to push right in.

"Take my knot, fuck you are so tight doll." Steve said and Y/N almost screamed in pleasure and Steve began to move his hips.

"Come here." Bucky said and grabbed Steve's face and kissed him. When they broke apart, Bucky looked down to Y/N's face as her eyes welded with tears and could hear her gag.

"She's such a good girl, imagine her full with our pups." Bucky said. "I don't want to leave this bed till she's nice and round."

Bucky then bent down and began to play with her tits, every so often pinching the nipple, making her squeal.

"Do that again, she liked it." Steve said and moved his hand up and down her shaking leg.

When Bucky did it again, Steve growled. Steve felt burning almost as hot as Y/N was feeling. Steve grabbed Y/N's head and pulled it off Bucky's cock.

Steve kissed her and in an instant pulled out of her but as Y/N whimpered at the empty feeling, it didn't last long.

Steve flipped her onto her stomach, grabbing her hips, pulling it up to his hip, and slid again hard.

Y/N screamed in pleasure, she never felt herself getting so close.

"You want my knot?" Steve asked her. "You want me to stay locked in your pussy as we give you pups?"

"Yes, god yes!" Y/N cried as Bucky put his hand under her and began to rub her clit. "PLEASE."

"Cum now." Bucky said and made Y/N look into his crystal blue eyes.

"Fuuuuck." Y/N cried and shook violently as she came. Steve let his fangs come out and bit her mating mark.

Steve's hips stuttered, he came just as she did, still grunting as Y/N's pussy milked his cock. He grunted as his mouth was on her neck and breathing heavily as he came down from his high.

"Fuck. Just. Like. That." Steve said hazily and gave her a hard thrust as his knot was still lodged inside her.

"Was that good?" Bucky asked Y/N frantically. "Are you okay? You feel better?"

"Yes, so good." She slurred as she still felt drowsy from Steve. "Want you too."

She reached out to him and Bucky smirked and lifted her upper body as it was still in Steve.

"You will my darling, you will." He said and pushed pieces of hair out of her face. "But Steve still has his cock in you baby, gotta give you little pups, then when he's done, I'll fuck his seed and my seed deeper."

It sent shivers down Y/N's spine when he said that, she kissed his face all over and he did the same.

Steve grabbed Y/N gently back towards his chest and rubbed her tummy.

"We're gonna have such cute pups, you'll be so swollen and beautiful." Steve said dreamily. "Here I can pull out."

"Put her on back, don't want a single drop to fall." Bucky said huskily.

"Don't want that." Steve said and quickly pulled out and flipped her back on her back.

Bucky came in front of Steve and immediately stuffed his cock in Y/N.

"Yes, Alpha!" Y/N cried as she suddenly felt full again.

"Clean it off for me?" Steve asked Bucky, showing his cum and juice covered cock and Bucky licked his lips.

Hurriedly Bucky leaned down and stuffed Steve's cock fully in his mouth and Steve hissed. Bucky tasted Steve's and Y/N's juices and it only turned him on more.

Bucky let go of Steve's cock with a pop and looked at Y/N.

"I'm gonna fuck you hard and rough, and once I get my knot inside, we are gonna clean you up." Bucky said and Y/N nodded.

"Fuck me Alpha, please." Y/N begged, she needed it as she began to grind her hips and making Bucky smirk.

Steve leaned down and laid next to Y/N, kissing her cheek and whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

Bucky began to thrust, he first started gentle but once he felt himself move swiftly through her, he began to quicken the pace.

"Y-yes." Y/N cried out and Steve put his hand down and began to rub her clit slowly.

"You are such a good omega, aren't you?" Steve said to her. "Letting us fill you up."

"Only for you alpha, I-I'm yours." She said and Bucky went rougher and Y/N whined and began to move her hips.

"G-gonna come again? I can feel your pussy squeezing me." Bucky said and laughed. "Don't think I'll last long."

Y/N decided to squeeze his cock harder and lifted her head back as she gasped. Her legs shaking and Bucky leaned down and swiftly bit the other side of her neck where his mark was.

"God, so hot." Steve said and stroked his cock. "You did so good."

"Steve grab a rag, some water, and those strawberries we bought from the farmers market." Bucky said as came up. "We need to get something in her before she passed out."

Steve nodded and quickly grabbed his boxers and immediately went into the kitchen.

"I-I'm sorry." She mumbled and Bucky shook his head and kissed her forehead.

"There's nothing to worry about. Here, let get you up further on the bed and on the pillow." Bucky said as he struggled to move his body and her's as his cock was still inside her.

"Here we go, honey." Steve said and handed Bucky the damp rag, and held out a strawberry for Bucky to take.

Steve and Bucky immediately began to care to her needs, they began to feed, clean, and put a t-shirt covered in their scent.

Bucky was able to slip out of her but not before grabbing one of the plugs that had and pushing it inside her.

She whined at the overstimulation but Steve held her close as she snuggled into his neck.

"I love you both so much." She said hazily, Steve held her on his right, and Bucky came over on her left and both men snuggled her tightly.

"We love you too doll." Steve said and kissed her forehead.

"So much." Bucky said and kissed her forehead as well, and giving Steve a peck on the lips.

"Get your rest doll, we know your heat will be hitting again tomorrow." Steve said.

"And we'll be right here." Bucky added and Y/N nodded and groaned as she felt so tired.

All three of them began to fall asleep and holding onto each other as they felt contented. Three of them together as they should be.

A/N: 💕 Hope you like this!!! If you want any more preferences or one-shots let me know! I do Marvel, Doctor Who, Star Wars, and Harry Potter!

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Is this where it ends?

Pairing Stucky x Reader

Warnings: Angst mostly, Idiots Steve and Bucky.

A/N: I was going to do this as a one shot but I liked where this ended. Will for sure have a second part up soon. Not beta’d.

Master list

Part 2

The impact of Steve’s words were lost on you initially. Walking into a shouting match was not what you expected to do at the end of the work day. But there you were standing in the doorway and stunned as your boyfriends yelled at each other. It was unlike anything you had seen in the year-long relationship between the three of you or in the year before they asked you out and it was just them. Of course there were arguments amongst the three of you. Three different personalities clashed from time to time. It was normal to have differences of opinion. So when Steve said he couldn’t do this anymore you thought he meant he didn’t want to argue anymore.

You couldn’t have been more wrong.

“Bucky, baby what happened?” You took a tentative step and then another until you reached your boyfriend. He sat at the edge of the bed leaning forward with his arms resting on his thighs. He looked completely defeated. Kneeling in front of him you see that he’s trying to hold back tears. The dam breaks as you cup his cheeks, your thumbs catching the first few tears. The sobs coming from Bucky are heartbreaking and all you can do is try to comfort him before he gets up, wipes his eyes and says he needs some fresh air.

Neither of them came back to the apartment that night. The only thing replaying in your mind were the last words they spoke to each other.

“I can’t be your crutch for the rest of our lives. You have to learn how to deal with your issues yourself.” Steve shouted.

“I am learning how to deal with them. You always talk about how I never tell you anything and the moment I do this is how you react. Fuck you Steve.”

“Boys, what is going on?” Your question is left unanswered as they glare at each other.

“Fuck this, I can’t do this anymore.”

Steve walks out and you hear the door slamming shut. He didn’t even bother to look at you as he passed you.

It didn’t make sense, the previous day had been peaceful. The three of you had gone about your daily routine and out the door for work, training and mission briefings and now you lay in your king sized bed alone. Unable to sleep, you only caught the end of the fight and Steve’s words were hurtful. It was so out of character for him to lash out in that way to either of you. The only thing that came to mind that could have caused a fight was the recovery mission they had been on overnight. The way they spoke to each other was concerning but you were determined to fix it.

You went a week without seeing either of them. It turned out they both went on separate missions and neither bothered to tell you. Messages went unread and calls were left unanswered. Still you waited for at least one of them to come home but Nat was the one to tell you they each took one of the single rooms on different floors. Sending a sympathetic smile your way as she leaves your apartment within the Avengers towers. It was going on two weeks of silence so you went to look for answers, starting with Steve.

“Hi Steve.” He looks over his shoulder at you and turns back to the punching bag landing a hit. “Are you ok?”

Silence.

“Honey, please talk to me. I miss you. I just want to know what happened. How can I help fix it?”

“Y/N” he hasn’t used your name unless he is introducing you to someone. He catches the swinging bag and turns to look at you. Some of his hair sticks to his forehead, it takes a lot to make him sweat which meant he had been in the gym for a while. “I just need to be alone for a while, please understand.”

“That’s all I want is to understand. What you said to Bu-“

“It’s not your job to fix this.” He interrupts.

You nod. “Ok. If it’s what you want.”

“I’m sorry.” He says and turns back towards the punching bag. Hitting it with such force that it rips. He doesn’t see the tears that spill. Thinking back to the argument between them, the full weight of his words hit you. Your heart starts to break the same way the punching bag had.

“I can’t do this anymore.”

He can’t mean that. Steve just needs some time and then you will fix this together. You think to yourself.

Finding Bucky was just as easy. When he needed time to think, or better yet not think, the library would become his hiding place. He claimed a corner next to a ceiling to floor window as his. He was sitting on the floor with his back to the wall with a book in his hand. Bucky’s eyes flick up for just a moment when he hears footsteps before returning to the book at hand.

“Hi Bucky.” You say quietly. He had dark circles, his hair was greasy and his eyes were bloodshot. He most likely was not sleeping and the thought of him not taking care of himself worried you.

“Can we talk?”

He shakes his head not even looking up at you.

“I just want to help fix this, what can I do baby?”

“There is nothing to fix.” He looked at you and he averted his eyes quickly as if he were ashamed of what had happened.

“You can’t mean that. Baby please. I miss you both so much.”

“I do, I’m sorry.” Is all he says as he stares out the window.

You left the library and made your way through the hallways feeling defeated. It seemed like the only one to want to work through this issue was you. They had given up and you had no idea why. They gave up their year and a half relationship and they gave up their one year relationship with you. It felt like everything you had been through meant nothing to them. You had given yourself to both of them and the relationship. You loved them so fiercely that no relationship before could come close, they were it for you. When thinking of the future it was them who you wanted to share it with. Yet it seems like it wasn’t enough. Your biggest fear once you started dating the super soldiers was that one day one of them wouldn’t come back from a mission. The thought of losing them was always painful and as difficult as it was you tried not to let that fear consume you when they were off on missions. It turns out that this was much worse, you’d still lost them but they were still within reach.

Mindlessly walking through the halls you bump into someone but instead of scolding you for not paying attention they pull you in and wipe away the tears. Tilting your head up you see Clint give you a small smile.

“Come on kid, let's get you upstairs.” He says as he ushers you into the elevator.

He keeps an arm around your shoulder and guides you to your apartment. Clint sits with you on the couch in silence only moving around to grab his phone and send a message. A few minutes later Nat comes in and sits beside you. Letting you cry against her shoulder as Clint held your hand. Nat and Clint were the first of the Avengers you had met. Nat was your best friend and Clint quickly became the older brother you never had. They looked out for you from the start so it was no surprise that they would help you through this.

It had been a month since you had tried to talk to them. You were constantly worrying about their well-being and that was enough for you to barely sleep or eat and when you did eat you barely managed to keep it down. The stress of the break up and all the planning for the mission you were needed on was taking its toll.

You had dabbled a little bit of extra concealer to hide the dark circles you had before the start of the mission briefing. If they hadn’t checked up on you in the last few weeks you wouldn’t let them see you like this. They would have to think you were moving on. But their indifference when you walked into the meeting room was chipping away at the sadness and it was making way for anger. They didn’t spare one glance your way, and they made sure to sit as far as possible from each other.

The meeting had lasted longer than necessary. Half of what was talked about had already been discussed. It didn’t make sense that half of the team was here since they weren’t going on the mission. Everyone stood quickly to make their way out of the conference room blocking the path for Steve, Bucky and yourself. You caught on to their plan faster than they thought you would and you caught Sam, who was in front of you, by the arm and forced him to face you. Guilt written all over his face.

“Don’t you dare think you’re going to lock us in here.” You seethed.

“It wasn’t even my idea.” He says quickly, putting his hands up in surrender.

Looking around the room you noticed the team had stayed in place. You weren’t one to be so angry so your tone caught their attention. Steve and Bucky kept their heads down standing close to the other door so that they could leave. Looking at their posture alone you knew they were tense. Shoulders squared away and jaws clenched. They are not who you want to be stuck in a room with at the moment.

“Why don’t you all mind your business and focus on preparing for the mission.” You snap before turning on your heel and leaving the room before they try anything else.

Tears threatened to spill but you were tired of crying over them. Up in your apartment you packed your bag for the mission. Trying to calm down and focus on what’s important before going down to the lab and double checking the equipment you would have to take along. With the checklist done and equipment packed there was nothing left to do but head to the jet along with Tony, Sam, Clint and Nat.

Everything that could have gone wrong with the mission did. The building should have been cleared before you walked in. Your job was to catalog and work with weapons that were left behind. There were rumors that alien technology was being used to create weapons but no one was sure until now. It was quick work with Tony helping but through comms Tony was called to help with an ambush. The last thing you hear through comms is everyone yelling for you to get out of the building.

You blink quickly and sit up as you try to focus on your surroundings. It’s quiet and clean, the smell of disinfectant burning your nose. The beeping of the machines around you confirmed what you knew, you were in a hospital room, hearing F.R.I.D.A.Y you relaxed when you realized you were at the tower. Laying back down, close your eyes and take a deep breath, as you hear the door open a small part hope it’s them you’ll see coming in to make sure you were ok. You can’t say you were disappointed again, not even coming close to death would they put their pride aside and make sure you were ok.

The doctor went over everything with you.This would be the turning point for you. A shift in focus, not more holding out of hope that they would return to you. They would not be your priority anymore.

That night when Clint came in to check on you, you told him you wanted to be done with the job. Explaining that you wanted a small home somewhere quiet and secluded to recover and you wanted as little people to know as possible. Clint agreed and left to help make arrangements. When you were discharged Nat helped you up to your apartment and got you changed.

“Do you want me to stay here with you?” She asked.

“No, I'd rather be alone. I'll probably take a nap.” You say as you shift in bed to try and get comfortable.

“Ok, I’ll be close by so just ask F.R.I.D.A.Y. To get me.” Nat places a kiss on your forehead and heads out.

It took Clint about a week to get everything set up for you. In that time you had hacked F.R.I.D.A.Y. and any other system your information was on and set up your own program so that it would delete all information about it when the time came to leave. You finished out the week packing everything you would need and setting up burner phones for emergencies.

“You’re sure about this kid?” Clint asks as he grabs your luggage and places it in the trunk of the car while you get settled in the passenger’s seat. He quickly gets into the driver’s seat. It’s an old car with no GPS system to be tracked, it’s safer this way less of a chance of someone on the team finding you and trying to bring you back.

“Yeah I’m sure. I need some peace and I won’t be able to get it if I know they’re just a couple of floors away. Being in the hospital alone just showed me it’s really over.”

“There is always a chance that it isn’t. They have a right to-“

“No they don’t, they gave up the right to know anything about me weeks ago. I was the idiot hanging on to this non-existent relationship.” You take a deep breath.“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to snap at you, I'm just so exhausted.”

“It’s ok, I get it.” Clint grabs your hand and gives it a squeeze. “Just know that Nat and I decided that anytime we have to spar with them we’re gonna kick their asses.”

You giggle and look over at your friend. “Thank you for all of this Clint. I don’t know what I would do with you and Nat.”

“Don’t worry about it kid.”

“Does Nat know the location?”

“Yup, her and Laura are the only ones just in case there is an emergency and I can’t make it to you. Now go on and get some sleep. It's a long drive.”

The rest of the trip went by quickly, switching with Clint so that he could sleep. Getting to your destination you were pleasantly surprised at the home Clint had been able to find for you in such short notice. It was a rancher style home with a wrap around porch. It was perfect and you would never be able to thank Clint enough for his help. He grabs the suitcases and starts towards the house.

“It’s amazing.”

“It’s also fully furnished. All you have to worry about is getting groceries but I had some brought in for you.” He says as he opens the door with you following right behind. He gives you a quick tour, showing you the master bedroom with an en-suite and three guest rooms as well as another bathroom. Both the kitchen and the living room are spacious. The windows were big which let in a lot of natural light. The living room had a fireplace that was ready to use if you’d like. Clint led you to the sliding doors that would allow you access to the back yard.

“Listen I got one, well two more things for you. Since you’re going to be here alone I thought it would be good to have extra protection aside from the alarm system you set up.” He says before opening the door.

There in the middle of the yard were two German Shepherds. Their ears perked up at the sound of the door sliding open and they immediately rushed to greet you both.

“This is Bow and Arrow. They’re highly trained guard dogs. A buddy of mine did the training himself. He gave me a list of commands and we can go over them tomorrow as well. Seems like you won’t have a problem with them liking you though.”

While he talked both dogs began to sniff you. Brushing their heads against your hands so that you would pet them and jumping up and putting their paws on you to lick your face.

“You’re sure these are guard dogs? They are way too friendly.”

“Well when you told me you wanted to move I contacted my friend and I sent him some shirts with your scent on it so the dogs would be familiar with it since we didn’t have the normal introduction period he likes.”

The rest of the night was spent getting used to the new house and updating the alarm system with your own program. Bow and Arrow keeping you company constantly. Clint and you shared dinner and you each went to bed exhausted by the trip. As expected the dogs followed you into your room and you had brought their dog beds in with you so they would at least be comfortable.

Early next morning you shared breakfast with Clint and he was gone with the promise that Laura would be by to check in on you. This was it, just you alone with Bow and Arrow.

Steve regretted the words as soon as he said them. They left a bad taste in his mouth and would rather face a thousand armies than to see the hurt in Bucky’s eyes. He didn’t mean any of them and he was already trying to think of what to say when Bucky spoke and he would have preferred to be punched by the Hulk. than to hear him have to defend himself when it wasn’t necessary. But when he heard you ask what was going on he couldn’t bring himself to face you. Steve knew what you would say, but this was his problem to fix and he wouldn’t drag you into the middle of it. He only meant to be gone for a night or two and then come back to fix what he had broken with Bucky. The only thing that kept him at peace was that at least Bucky has you.

The next morning he jumped at the chance to go on a week-long mission. Thinking that maybe during the down time he could come up with a plan on how to fix it. He had no idea that Bucky also left on his own mission. The guilt was eating away at him by the time he got back. Missed calls and messages from you checking in and asking if the three of you could talk. He went into one of the single rooms usually reserved for overnight guests and he tried to hold back the tears but when a new message from you popped up on his screen he couldn’t stop himself. He knew he fucked up and he thought he wasn’t worth forgiveness. He kept tabs on the loves of his life through F.R.I.D.A.Y and after hearing that neither of you were really taking care of yourselves and that Bucky had also left the apartment the guilt kept him away which only made things worse.

He was slightly startled when he heard your voice for the first time in two weeks. God how he wanted to have you in his arms, but he didn’t deserve it. He had ruined the relationship and after being away for two weeks he thought it would be better to let you and Bucky have a life together once Bucky decided to go back to the apartment. He pushed you away thinking it was the best thing to do. He heard you cry and as soon as the doors to the gym were closed he fell to his knees as his own tears fell.

He wasn’t sure how the fight started but the way it ended left Bucky reeling. He had ruined the relationship with his problems. He didn’t deserve the chance to be out free and he definitely didn’t deserve the love of two people. His worst fears were confirmed when Steve said what he said. In all honesty Bucky was trying to be better. To not allow the things hydra did to him hold him back anymore. He had a real shot at happiness with you and Steve but in the back of his mind there was always that little voice saying he was undeserving of all the good things in this life. So it was all too much for him to handle when Steve walked out and you appeared in front of him ready to comfort him and fix whatever the problem was. You had been their saving grace so seeing you kneeling in front of him wiping away tears and cleaning up Steve’s mess had pushed him into the abyss of self doubt. He didn’t deserve you and he didn’t deserve Steve so he thought he would back away from the relationship and let you and Steve have a normal relationship, one that wouldn’t include dealing with his issues.

He left the apartment that night and disappeared into the library. The next morning brought the opportunity to go on a mission and he took it. Some time away would give him the chance to think of how to tell you it was over. However seeing the missed calls and texts you had sent him telling him you were worried and that you missed him gave him pause. If he showed up at the apartment you would find the way to convince him he was good enough, which he knew he wasn’t. Not for your love and if there was one thing Bucky knew was that you deserved better. So he took one of the empty rooms and stayed there instead, giving Steve the chance to go back to the apartment and to the only good he knew now, you.

You knew him so well and it didn’t surprise him when you showed up at the library looking for him. What broke his heart more, if that were even possible, was your bloodshot eyes and the way you were playing with the hem of your shirt. You only did that when you were nervous. Bucky tried to keep his eyes on anything but you especially when he heard your voice, you already sounded defeated and it was at that moment he realized Steve had left you too. But he wouldn’t subject you to having to deal with him. Bucky believed Steve was the better choice for you so he pushed you away. Once you had left he couldn’t control the tears.

It had been a month since you spoke to either of them. The guilt was eating away at them as they discreetly checked on you. They passed by the lab you normally worked in to see if you were there. It wasn’t hard to listen to the conversations Nat and Clint had about you. Steve and Bucky could feel nothing but shame and regret for pushing you away, especially after they had come back from their separate missions and found some of their favorite things in the rooms they were using. They knew it was your doing, it was always you taking care of them. They had fought with each other but somehow the only causality of this fight was you.

The team already knew something was wrong when none of you showed up to dinner together that night or the next. After a few days they knew there was something really wrong so they took it upon themselves to make it right. Nat, Clint and Sam were the only ones to say it was a bad idea to try to lock you in the conference room so that you could talk it out but the rest of the team didn’t want to listen. So when you snapped at the team everyone was left speechless. Steve and Bucky wanted to run after you and beg you to forgive them for having pushed you to the side but they didn't.

Steve was in his room drawing, while Bucky was in the gym when they heard about their worst fear had come true, you had been hurt. They rushed to the hospital floor of the tower to wait and hear any news. Although they had managed to steer clear of each other for the last month, they had no choice but to face each other for your sake. Neither of them spoke for hours as they waited by your hospital room for news on your condition but all the bottled up emotions were starting to rise to the top.

“She’ll be ok, you know our girl is a fighter.” Bucky was the first to speak, having moved to sit next to Steve. He grabbed Steve’s hand and gave it a squeeze.

“Yeah, I know Buck. I just can’t help thinking about the possibility of losing her. She would have doubted that I loved her.”

“We both pushed her away. Y/N must be doubting both of our love for her.”

“I should have never said those things, I didn’t mean them. I love you so much and I am so sorry. You and Y/N are everything to me, I was so stupid I ruined it.” Steve says in a rush thinking this might be his only chance to apologize.

“You’re right though, I need to get a better handle on my problems. I shouldn’t have been in a relationship at all.’

Steve takes Bucky’s face between his hands and looks him in the eye. “Listen to me, you deserve all of the good in the world. I was wrong for what I said. You don’t have to or need to do this alone. You have me and you always will. I got scared and I know it’s a stupid excuse and I don’t even deserve your forgiveness but if you chose to have me back in your life I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you.”

Bucky pulls away from Steve’s touch. “I um- I have to think about it. But maybe if we start talking again? I miss you both so much.”

“Yeah, I‘ll do whatever you want. I miss you too.”

There was at least some peace between the men after they found a starting point to mend their relationship. Now their only worry was whether you would forgive and accept them back into your life. The weeks of little to no sleep seemed to have caught up with them as they found a dreamless sleep in the waiting area. They woke up to any sound coming from your room before one of the nurses told them they could go in but that you were asleep.

“How is she doing? She isn’t going to need surgery or something like that right?” Bucky asks.

The nurse looks at the tablet in her hand before looking up at the men before her. “I’m sorry Sergeant, Captain, but you aren’t allowed to receive patient information.” She informs them.

“We are her emergency contacts, we have access to her medical records.” Steve says getting irritated.

“Again I’m sorry but as of this morning you have been removed from having access to any of Ms. Y/L/N’s medical information. You can go in if you want but I can’t give you anything beyond the fact that she is stable at the moment.” She turns and leaves the men standing at the door to your room.

“It’s the least we deserve and at least she’s stable.” Steve says to Bucky before walking into your room. They stood on either side of your bed, Steve grabbing your hand while Bucky pressed a kiss to your forehead. They took in the cuts and bruises that painted your skin. Anger building in both of them, mostly at themselves they were both asked to be part of the mission but said no. If they would have gone you would be safe in your bed and not down on the medical floor.

Bucky and Steve stayed with you for some time during the night before they were called away to finish the mission and find the people that had hurt you. If it weren’t for the fact that others on the team were already on missions or hurt one of them would have stayed behind but they didn’t have the luxury. They wouldn’t have thought that you would awake just a few minutes after they left your room in pain but not the physical kind. You thought this would have made them come find you and at least have them close one more time but you were under the assumption that they wanted nothing to do with you any more so you left.

Once they came back from hunting down the bastards that hurt their girl, they went up to the apartment. Their hearts broke again when they saw that all of your things were gone but panic set in when they asked F.R.I.D.A.Y where you were and the AI returned an answer they didn’t like ‘no information found for Y/N’.

“What the fuck does that even mean no information found?”

“I don’t know but we should ask Stark. It's his system.” Bucky replied.

Both men rushed out of the apartment and down to Tony’s lab. He’s sitting at one of his tables tinkering away at another suit.

“Tony, something is wrong with F.R.I.D.A.Y.”

“Just because you don’t know how to use the A.I. doesn’t mean there is something wrong with her.” He rolls his eyes.

“Fine, ask her yourself where Y/N is.” Bucky says.

“Did you try checking her apartment? She’s supposed to be resting.”

“Yes We did. None of her things are there. She didn’t leave a note or anything.” Steve says as he crosses his arms.

“Fine, F.R.I.D.A.Y where is Y/N?”

“No information found for Y/N.” The A.I states.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y pull the personnel file for Y/N Y/L/N.”

“No information found for Y/N Y/L/N.” Tony pushes himself in his chair and stops in front of a screen and starts typing away.

“You see, either F.R.I.D.A.Y isn’t working or something else is going on.”

“F.R.I.D.A.Y is working just fine, Rogers. Something else must have happened so that Y/N information doesn’t show up. I’ll work on it and when I find out I’ll let you both know. Now get out.”

“When?” Bucky glares at the genius.

“When I figure it out, robocop. Now get out so that I can work without distractions.”

Steve has to drag Bucky out after he decided he would sit in a corner of the lab until Tony had answers. Tony spent three days looking into the A.I’s programming and coming up empty. The news wasn’t as shocking as they expected and soon Steve suggested that maybe you had written a program of your own to overwrite any of your own information.

“No way capsicle. I would have found that in the coding.”

“She’s smarter than you. She could have hidden it from you.”

“She’s not that smart Barnes, she dated the two biggest idiots in the tower.”

“Stark don’t” Steve warns.

“What? It’s true, you two idiots don’t even deserve her forgiveness. I can understand you two having a falling out but you turned your backs on her. She gave you a chance and I bet you didn’t even know that at the beginning some of the other technicians started spreading rumors about her. Calling Y/N the tower’s slut or the Avenger’s whore.”

Both Steve and Bucky’s head snap up as they stare at Tony. You never told them that and if they knew they would have put an end to it.

“She was on the verge of quitting when I found out. She begged me not to tell you so I respected her wishes. She ignored them because she loved you and you couldn’t even put aside your differences with each other to make sure she was ok.”

“We had no idea.” Bucky’s voice is small as he thinks back to the beginning of your relationship and those bad days you said you’d had.

“You know what, maybe she did reprogram F.R.I.D.A.Y so that I couldn’t find anything about her and if that’s true then you won’t get anything from me. She left for a reason.” Tony says and quickly exits the living room.

They spent days doing nothing but going over everything in the apartment. Looking through notebooks you left behind and your drawers trying to find any sort of hint but there was nothing. The only other people they could ask weren’t there. Nat was on a two week long mission the minute she was allowed to go back to work and Clint was off with his family. When they finally came back they denied knowing what had happened. Steve and Bucky however knew they were keeping something from them. You being missing should have had them just as worried but they were way too calm. So they decided to keep tabs on them hoping they would let something slip about your location.

Bucky and Steve began to fix their relationship until they decided to move back into their apartment together while continuing their search for you. That’s how they spent the next 4 months. Until Tony took pity on the super soldiers and agreed to run a facial recognition program on all cameras available to try and find something.

After a month they got a hit.

#stucky x reader #bucky x reader #steve x bucky #steve x reader #bucky barnes #steve rogers #captain america #steve rogers angst #bucky angst #is this where it ends?

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hey idk if ur requests are open but i might as well try lol. is there any way you could make a stucky fic about if reader had a bad argument with her mother on the phone and reader breaks down and cries. maybe reader is home alone when it happens and the boys are at work, so when the boys come home they find her crying in their bedroom. (maybe the reader gets extreme lows quickly and the boys know that she has a history of hurting herself in these situations so they take extra good care of her). but they comfort her, tell her why she doesnt deserve how her mom treats her, tell her how much they love her. just angst w her mom in the begining and the rest is fluff. lol sorry im rly fucked up.

MATILDA- STUCKY

Pairing: CEO! Stucky x Fem! Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: TW TW!!! self harm mentioned, yelling, crying, reader going through some very hard feelings, but other then that angst... fluff<3

Notes: hi. this fic is very personal to me. very personal. i have felt like this many times, and some things that have been said to reader have been said to me. so to whoever sent this, you are not fucked up. we are human, and we are hurting. we are coping and we are trying. and to whoever else feels remotely like this, know i understand. and im trying too. bucky and steve are here for you, and so am i.

Her voice still echoed in your head, the raging, strident sound bouncing off the corners of your brain like a pinball machine.

It hurt.

The endless, bottomless pit of hatred she threw you in, drowning you.

It hurt, badly.

You loved your mother, you truly did. She had raised you, read your bedtime stories in your rocking chair, and held your hand across the street.

But she was emotionally absent. She didn't realise that her words hurt. They hurt- a substantial amount.

The phone was limp in your hand, the line dead as she had ended the call a few minutes prior, screaming at you. You didn't even know about what anymore.

You tried to zone it out. But some of her phrases, they stuck out.

You're a disgrace to have as a daughter. Your father would be so disappointed with you. If you go down that hole again, I’m not helping you again Y/N. I’m done. I’m sick and tired of your shit.

You felt the salty tears begin to fall down your cheeks as you slumped against the pillows, placing the phone back on its stand. Hands seemed to wrap around your throat as the air was stolen from your lungs, sobs racking through your entire body.

Your phone was thrown across the sheets somewhere, now buzzing with texts from Steve and Bucky. You told them you’d let them know how things went with your mother.

They knew in advance it would not go well. They always did.

Some time had passed, and you knew their frantic texts were because they worried about you. You couldn't find the strength to answer, instead- curling into a ball, letting the tears smear your mascara down your heated cheeks.

Fuck you mom. Fuck. You.

You weren't sure how much time went by as you cried into your pillow, clinging to the blankets like it was your lifeline.

It was, in a way.

Bucky and Steve weren't here, so the crocheted blanket they had made for you was the only form of comfort you had.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

You kept silent.

“Doll?” the gentle voice called from behind the door, now partly creaked open as Bucky poked his head in. You sniffled, looking over at his gentle stare from the door, watching as he allowed himself in, Steve following in.

“We brought cinnamon buns from the bakery on the corner. The one we normally go to on Fridays?”

You nodded, watching as Steve set the baked goods on your dresser, him and Bucky slowly making their way over to you, as if you were a frightened animal. They knew how vulnerable you were in this stage, and they didn't want to scare you to make it worse.

You shuffled up, sitting crossed-legged as they crouched down beside the bed, their work uniforms still on. Their ties were out of place, top buttons undone, hair slightly messy.

They must have rushed here from the office, you realised, the guilt dawning on you all at once.

“Are you okay?” Bucky whispered, hand coming up to cup your jaw, rubbing little soothing circles to help ease your tears.

“She was cruel again.” you croaked out, watching as Steve gently twisted your arm towards him. Your scars shown faintly in the dim light, their faded marks scattered across your wrist. No new marks lay in their place.

You couldn't help but notice Steve's little sigh of relief, kissing your wrist tenderly. “I’m so sorry for worrying you guys. I just- I couldn't-” you broke out in tears, the full circle coming round.

Bucky and Steve knew about your past, you had told them of your old coping mechanisms.

Unhealthy mechanisms.

They had helped coaxed you out of your self-harming ways, with love and patience. Something you had needed, for a long, long time. It had been some time now since you had last done anything to yourself, but of course Steve and Bucky wouldn't have known that.

You had ghosted them, and left them high and dry. They knew talks with your mother could trigger some episodes, and you couldn't imagine how worried they must have been.

They wrapped their arms around you, and you leaned into their embrace, the comfort you had craved. “Shh, shh doll it's okay. It's okay, deep breaths okay?” Bucky cooed softly, instructing you to take a breath with him.

You followed suit, feeling the air rush through your lungs, soothing you like a drop of cool water in a desert as you allowed your heart rate to slow.

“We were just worried princess, that's all. We just didn't want to see our precious doll hurting.” Steve explained, kissing your tears away.

“You’re not mad?” you hiccuped, worried they'd feel coming to see you was a burden.

No Y/N. You’re not a burden, or else they wouldn't have come. You quickly reminded yourself, attempting to train your brain out of thinking negatively.

That was your mother's job. Not yours.

The boys could see the gears in your brain turning, giving you a small smile of encouragement. “Of course we’re not mad. We love you more than anything doll.” Bucky cooed, brushing the last tear you shed with his thumb.

“It's our job to comfort you, princess. Just like how it's our job to protect you.” The words he had once told you many months ago played in your mind, like a broken record. A good broken record, one you never wanted to stop playing.

It's our job to protect you, even if that danger is yourself right now princess. It's okay. We’ll get there eventually, together. One small step at a time.

“I just don't want you guys to feel like you need to come every time after my mom calls. I don't want you to miss anything important.”

“We want to come.” Steve reminded you gently, soft blue eyes yearning with love and compassion. “We always want to be with you doll. Even when you're having a harder time. You'd come to us if we were feeling down, wouldn't you?”

You nodded quickly, no hesitation in your mind whatsoever. You'd come to them at beck and call. You'd travel through volcanos, swim oceans to get to them, if that's what they needed.

“So it works the same with us honey. You need us, we come. Even if you don't call us, we come. And if you don't want us here- we leave and give you space, whatever you need. Simple as that. Whatever you want.” Bucky reminded you, knowing it was sometimes hard for you to accept love from others.

That it was hard to remember you deserved worth, the same as they did.

The same as anyone did.

You nodded, smiling softly as Steve grabbed another blanket from the bed, draping it across your shoulders. “Do you wanna talk about it?” You gnawed on your lip, thinking. Thinking about what you wanted, what you needed.

“No. I don't think I do.” you decided, wanting to forget it ever happened.

“And that's perfectly okay. But please know you do not deserve how that woman treats you. Whatever she said to you, whatever names she called you, it's a fucking lie.” Bucky reassured you, kissing your hand tenderly.

“We’re proud of you princess. We’re so proud of how far you've come, and that you stayed strong today after that nightmare. It's over now, you're safe.” Steve whispered, his hand stroking your hair soothingly as he sat beside you on the bed.

“I love you guys. Thank you.” you whispered, feeling a million times better than you did a few minutes prior, their calming words and aura soothing the sadness lodged deep in your soul. Bucky answered this with a kiss, his lips soft against yours, tasting of sugar as he told you all the things he needed to with his lips.

You're welcome. I love you doll. More than anything, I love you.

“Do you wanna do anything princess?” Steve asked, watching as your cat, Alpine trotted in your room, meowing. You smiled as she trotted up to Bucky, rubbing her body against his leg, purring as he leaned down to scratch her head.

Bucky was Alpines favourite, and she made this very, very obvious.

“Can we watch movies and eat cinnamon buns?”

“Warmed up for forty-five seconds, and a spoon on the side?” Bucky asked, already making his way over to where the sticky buns lay. You laughed, reaching down to pet the white ball of fur now curled around your feet, begging for attention.

He remembered. Of course he remembered.

“Yes, but-” you looked over to the clock that sat on your bedside table, its red digits glowing 10:13.

“Don't you guys have work? I thought you two had a meeting and had to stay later.”

They just laughed, the sound making butterflies flutter in your tummy, your heart tripling three sizes.

“Don't you remember? We own the place angel.” 

#stucky x reader #stucky x you #stucky x oc #stucky x y/n #stucky x female!reader #stucky x f!reader #stucky fanfiction #stucky fluff #stucky fic #stucky smut #stucky angst #stucky and reader smut #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x smut #bucky barnes x female oc #bucky barnes x fluff #bucky fic #bucky imagine #james barnes x y/n #james barnes fluff #james barnes x reader #james barnes #james buchanan barnes

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Summer Fic Week 2023 - Day 5: Tracing Every Part of You

Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x Reader

Work Summary:

No powers, college AU.

Spending a day at the lake with the Avengers.

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 3727

Read on AO3.

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Notes:

Sorry it's slightly late (it's past midnight here). I haven't had as much time to edit as usual so I hope it's good.

Everyone is in college.

Warnings for overprotective/jealous/possessive Pietro, FWB to lovers, mentions of drowning, alcohol, tickling, a lot of bickering, mentions of a car accident, mentions of casual sex, these bitches suck at communicating, background Stucky and Wanda x Vision

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Wanda and Pietro were bickering in the front seat of Wanda’s battered station wagon. She wouldn’t let him drive, since he totalled her last car, and he was sulking about it.

“It’s been three years,” he muttered, “when are you going to get over it?”

“Oh, so you’re reckless and rusty, and you want me to let you drive?” Wanda rolled her eyes.

“I took a refresher course,” he said, slapping the dashboard. “I’m a better driver now! I won’t crash!”

“That’s nice. Get your own car.”

It had been like this for the entire drive. At least they weren’t speaking in Sokovian. They only did that when the arguments got serious.

You sat forward, leaning between their two seats. “Wow, you guys sure know how to make a girl regret riding with you.”

“There was no room in Steve’s car. You had no choice,” said Pietro.

“I’m sure Bucky would’ve let me ride on the back of his bike,” you said, a hint of suggestion in your tone.

Pietro frowned. “And end up splattered all along the sidewalk, I’d bet,” he huffed.

There was a not insignificant part of you that liked to get Pietro riled up. He wasn’t your boyfriend, not by any stretch of the imagination, but you’d been hooking up with him since the beginning of the school year.

Since summer break had started, you had spent almost every day over at his and Wanda’s place. Sometimes, he’d put his arm around you, or lend you his hoody, or sit a little too close to you while you played video games on the couch. But he wasn’t your boyfriend.

He was your friend that you sometimes kissed on the porch when his sister had gone to bed early. A friend who drew patterns on your back with his fingertip whenever he got bored. A friend who had seen you naked.

He never said anything, but he always got a little grumpy whenever you talked about spending time with Bucky or Steve. You couldn’t think of a single reason that he would have to dislike Steve, so you assumed – or hoped – that it was jealousy.

You encouraged it. Maybe if you kept pushing his buttons, he’d get his head out of ass and ask you on a date. A real date, not just you blowing him in the deserted laundrette after midnight, or him going down on you in the backseat of your car.

“Don’t worry, P, you’re still my favourite,” you said, lightly punching his arm. His lips twitched.

Wanda rolled her eyes. “Don’t make you leave you two by the side of the road.”

“We aren’t doing anything,” you said, raising your hands.

“Yeah, I’ve heard that one before.”

The first time you’d hooked up with Pietro was on the first night you’d met. You shared a psychology class with Wanda, and you’d struck up a friendship with her. She’d invited you to her birthday party, and you’d ended up chatting with an extremely pretty, very cocky boy with bleached blond hair.

When she’d stumbled in on the two of you in Pietro’s bed later that evening, she’d practically screeched, “What are you doing with my brother?”

You hadn’t known that Pietro was her brother, but it made a lot of things make sense. The fact that it had also been his birthday should’ve clued you in, since she’d told you she had a twin.

Your friends were already waiting for you at the lake when you pulled up. Tony had brought a portable stereo, and there was a large cooler full of ice-cold beers.

You were pondering the drinks selection, but Pietro had other ideas.

“Come on,” he said, grabbing your hand. “Come swim with me.”

You wrinkled your nose. “In the gross lake water?”

He let a laugh. It was a sweet, musical thing that made you feel warm inside. “Why do you come to the lake if not to swim?”

You shrugged. “I don’t know. Ambience?”

He snorted. “What about to cool down?”

He had a point there. It was blisteringly hot in the sun, and only mildly more bearable in the shade. You were already wearing a bikini under your clothes, so it wasn’t like you weren’t prepared.

“Alright, fine.”

A grin spread across his face. “Last one in’s a rotten egg!” he shouted, and then bolted towards the lake.

“Pietro!” you shrieked, but you were already following him. He kicked off his t-shirt and flip flops as he ran. You were having more trouble with your denim shorts. You had just reached the edge of the water when he took a running jump into it.

You swore. You shed your clothes, leaving them in a haphazard pile, and waded in.

Despite the hot air, the water was very cold. You got to knee depth, and then hesitated. Your reluctance wasn’t missed by Pietro.

“Come onnnn,” he whined. “Come play with me.”

“You’re a child.”

“If I was a child, I would be splashing you right now. What I actually am is a gentleman.”

You put your hand on your heart sarcastically. “Wow. My hero.” You waded in a little deeper, and his eyes lit up. You kept going until the water was just under your boobs.

This was the hard part. “Come on, dragă. If you get it over with, I’ll come warm you up.” There was a prickle of warmth across your skin.

You took a deep breath and then plunged under the water. Even under the water you could hear Pietro whoop. When you resurfaced, his eyes were on you, a wide grin on his face. He held out a hand to you and you took it, letting him pull you into the deeper water.

“Much better,” he murmured, pulling you close. “You want me to warm you up?”

His fingers played with the string of your bikini. “Everyone is right over there,” you said, nodding towards the shore.

“Who cares about everyone? Let me take you somewhere quiet and make you feel good.”

The offer was tempting, but you had a new resolution. No more casual sex with Pietro. If he wanted you, he was going to have to work for it.

“No, thanks,” you said brightly, and turned to swim in the opposite direction.

Nat was wading in up to her thighs. As you swam up to her, she put her hands on her hips.

“Pietro is watching you like a hawk right now,” she said, a half-smile on her face. You had already filled her in on your resolution.

“Good.”

Other people were getting into the water now. You watched as Victor (although everyone called him Vision) paddled in the shallows. He had come with Tony, although you knew he and Wanda were friends, and you were starting to realise why. Pietro was the worst cockblock in the world.

Wanda was watching Vision with a fond smile on her face. Their eyes met, and she gave him a little wave. He waved back, flushing bright red.

“What do you think?” asked Nat. “Are they already boning, or are they about to?”

“There’s no way they’re already boning. He’s way too shy and I don’t think Wanda is in the headspace to make the first move.”

“What are you talking about?”

You spun to see Pietro standing behind you. The water was waist-deep for him, and he had his hands on his hips, mirroring Nat.

“It’s not polite to eavesdrop,” you said, and he huffed.

“I wasn’t eavesdropping. You’re loud.”

You looked back over to the shore. Wanda was wading into the water now, wincing with every step. You knew there were some sharp stones around there. Vision offered her a hand, which she gratefully took.

When you turned back to Pietro, his jaw was very tight. “I’m gonna-” he started, but you put both hands on his chest, pushing him into the water.

He flailed around, grabbing at you, and managed to pull you down with him.

“Gross,” said Nat. She swam off to go and talk to Clint.

“What did you do that for?” Pietro growled, but he still had his arms around you.

“I’m not letting you cockblock my friend,” you said, pushing him deeper.

“She’s my sister.”

“And she’s an adult. If she wants to get dicked down by literally the dweebiest guy I’ve ever met, that’s her choice.”

He groaned. “Don’t say ‘dicked down’.” You smiled at him, innocently. His hands came to rest on your hips. “Come swim with me? Watching her talk to him makes my skin crawl.”

“He’s nice. She could do a lot worse.” You also thought she could do better, but Pietro didn’t need to know that. Besides, you were sure that no one would be good enough in his eyes for his beloved sister.

“Come on.” He tried to pull you out into the deeper water, but you stopped him.

“Nuh-uh. We’re staying right here where everyone can see us.”

His eyes glinted dangerously. “Kinky.”

You lightly slapped his shoulder. “Not like that. We’re not fucking, Pietro.”

“We’re not?”

“I know you’re used to getting what you want right away, but delayed gratification can feel so good. You should try it sometime.”

“Well, you should try being less of a tease.” His hands went straight to your armpits, tickling you. You screeched, grabbing onto his shoulders so that you wouldn’t go under.

“Pietro!” you squealed. “You’re… gonna… drown me.” It was a struggle to get the words out. You were breathless from laughter.

“I won’t let you drown, pretty girl.” He stopped tickling you. His arms wrapped around you again, holding you in place.

In spite of yourself, it felt good. Pietro’s arms felt safe.

“I can’t say the same,” you said, and then you pushed down on his head, dunking him under the water.

He came up a few seconds later, spluttering, wet hair plastered over his eyes. You were laughing. You couldn’t help yourself. As soon as he’d managed to swipe his hair out of his eyes, he splashed you.

“Demon woman,” he growled. “Trying to kill me.”

The two of you play-wrestled, tickling and splashing each other until Tony’s voice cut through the air.

“Hey! Lovebirds! If you want some of this barbecue, you’re gonna have to hurry up.”

You looked at Pietro. “I’m pretty hungry.”

“Me too.”

The two of you swam back to the shore. You were the last ones out. Most other people already had their food on paper plates, sitting on beach chairs or towels.

Wanda and Vision were sharing a picnic blanket. You could see Pietro eyeing them, weighing up whether he should go sit down with them to break up whatever was happening.

Too busy watching him watching them, you didn’t see the empty bottle until your foot rolled over it. The ground was flat here, so it slipped out from under you, and you fell forward, letting out an undignified yelp.

Bucky, who had been manning the barbecue, grabbed your arms before you could go all the way over.

“Fuck.”

“You okay, doll?” asked Bucky. He pulled you upright. “You nearly took a tumble there.”

“I’m okay. Thank you.”

“You want something to eat?”

“Yes please.”

As Bucky served some food onto your plate, you snuck a glance back at Pietro, and found that he was staring right at you. His lips were pressed into a hard line.

“What?”

“N-nothing.” He tried to modulate his expression, but he still looked upset. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.”

Bucky handed you your plate. “Pietro? You want some?” he asked.

“Uhh…” Pietro glanced at you, and then back at Bucky. “Sure.”

While Pietro was getting his food, you decided to sit as far away with Wanda as possible. You were pretty sure Pietro was more interested in being with you than cockblocking his sister, but with Pietro, who could say?

Sure enough, as you dug into your burger, Pietro sidled up to you. You were sitting on a stump that was definitely only large enough for one person, but that didn’t stop him from trying.

“Pietro.”

“Sorry, dragă. Not enough seats.”

You looked over at the empty beach chair next to where Steve and Bucky were sitting, and rolled your eyes. “Right.”

“We can share, right? You don’t mind sharing with me?”

“God, you’re so fucking clingy today.”

Pietro’s face fell. He shifted off the stump so that he was sitting on the floor. He didn’t look at you as he picked at his food.

You grimaced. You hadn’t meant to hurt his feelings. It was in line with the kind of playful banter that you and Pietro usually had, but maybe you’d hit on a sore spot.

The two of you ate your food in silence, and it was strange. You weren’t used to him being quiet. Once you were both done eating, you took his paper plate wordlessly, stacked it on top of yours and then put a rock on them so that they wouldn’t blow away.

You could feel Pietro watching you curiously. You stood up, brushed yourself off, and then said, “Come here.”

Bemused, he got to his feet. As he stepped closer to you, you put your hands on his shoulders, manoeuvring him down onto the stump. Once he realised what you were doing, he sat.

You sat down in his lap, sideways on, so that you could put your arms around his neck.

When he gave you a questioningly look, you said, “Not enough seats, right?”

He smiled at you then. “Right.” His hand rested against your hip, thumbing against your skin there.

You had to suppress a shiver. You looked at Pietro, expecting him to look cocky or turned on, but instead, he just smiled at you affectionately.

“You know…” he said slowly. “I hear there’s supposed to be a meteor shower tonight.”

“Uh-huh?”

“I was thinking maybe we could… stay out here?”

“How would we get home?”

“Uh… walk?”

“What if it rains?”

“It’s not going to rain!”

“Pietro!”

“Fine, it’s fine if you don’t want to.” He closed his mouth, looking away from you, and you felt a pang of longing. You wanted to watch the stars with Pietro.

You glanced over at where Wanda was sitting. Her and Vision were side by side, looking very comfortable with each other.

“Give me a sec,” you said to Pietro. He looked confused as you walked over to where Wanda was sitting, but didn’t try to follow.

“Wanda,” you said, flopping down onto the edge of her picnic blanket. Vision pulled away from her quickly, glancing nervously around to see if Pietro was with you.

Wanda glared at you. “What do you want?”

“I was thinking that you could do me a favour, and then I could do you a favour.”

She brought her eyebrows together in confusion. “Explain.”

“You let me borrow your car-” She groaned. “Let me finish! Pietro wants to stay here tonight. If you ride with Tony and let me use your car, you can have the house to yourself.”

You glanced at Vision, who, taking your meaning, flushed again.

Wanda gave you a hard stare. She pulled her car keys out of her pocket. You reached for them, but she pulled them back.

“Two conditions. One: Pietro doesn’t drive.”

“Fine.” You’d been expecting that one.

“Two: no sex in my car.”

“I wasn’t gonna-”

“Then it shouldn’t be a problem, right?” She dangled the keys in front of you.

“Right.” You took them from her. “Thanks, Wands. You’re a lifesaver.”

The rest of the group had begun packing up. The light was starting to fade.

“Hey,” said Bucky, stopping you on your way back over to Pietro. “You coming for the afterparty? Think we’re gonna get some beers in and watch movies at Steve’s place.”

You glanced over at Pietro. Although he couldn’t hear what Bucky was saying, he was giving him a hard stare.

“No thanks, Buck. Me and Pietro are gonna stargaze.”

Bucky gave you a knowing look. “Alright, doll. Have fun.”

You walked back over to Pietro and plonked yourself down in his lap. He hesitated for a second, and then put his arms around you again.

“Don’t look so sour,” you said. “Look what I got.” You dangled Wanda’s car keys in his face. His eyes lit up, and he made a grab for them, but you held them out of reach. “No way. Wanda will kill me if I let you drive her car.”

“But-”

You put your finger over his lips. “You wanna sleep here tonight or not?”

Slowly, begrudgingly, he nodded.

As your friends packed up their cars and made to leave, you said your goodbyes, and then the two of you were alone.

They had left you few a couple of beers, a bag of chips and some of the leftover barbecue. You still had Wanda’s picnic blanket, which you laid out on the dirt riverbank. Steve had even had a pillow in his car, which he was happy to lend you.

When you were finally alone, you put your clothes back on – shorts and a t-shirt and a hoody – and Pietro gave you a funny look. He was already lounging on the blanket, but he tugged on the fabric of your hoody as soon as you were in reach.

“Kind of counter-productive, don’t you think, dragă?”

“I thought we were here to watch the stars.” Ignoring his searching hands, you opened the bag of chips and offered him one. He didn’t take it.

Instead, he slid his hand under your t-shirt. “Among other things.”

“I meant what I said, P.” You grabbed his wrist. “We’re not fucking.”

He drew his eyebrows together in an expression that reminded you of Wanda. He leant up on his elbow. “Why not?”  

You rolled onto your back, stealing the pillow from where it had been lying between you. “Maybe because it’s all we ever do?”

Pietro went quiet. You could feel his gaze, hot and prickly on the side of your face, but you refused to look at him. You wondered if he was angry at you.

He took a deep breath, and you braced yourself, but his words came out very soft. “What’s wrong? You’ve been acting weird all day.”

You huffed out a mirthless laugh, staring up at the sky. It wasn’t quite dark enough to see the stars yet, but it was getting there.

“Has it never occurred to you that maybe I want something real?”

“What do you mean real? This is real.”

He touched your thigh, not sexually, but creating a bridge between you. You didn’t shake him off.

Finally, you turned to look at him. His lips were parted in confusion, eyes fixed firmly on your face.

“Well, maybe I’d like the kind of relationship where you go on dates. The kind where kissing doesn’t always lead to sex. The kind where I know you’re not gonna be off with other girls the second I’m too busy to hang out.”

His face grew red. “That was one time! And we’d only slept together like, twice at that point! It was casual! We were casual!”

You sat up so that your face was level with his. “I don’t want casual.”

He frowned. “So you think Bucky can give you that? The kind of relationship you want?”

You drew back, brow furrowing. “What are you talking about?”

“It’s cool. If you’re seeing him too. I guess we never said we were exclusive or anything.”

“I’m not seeing Bucky. He’s a friend.” You wondered if your efforts to make Pietro jealous had gone too far. He looked hurt, one hand pressed against his chest.

“Right, but you have, yeah?”

You shook your head. “No. Not with Bucky. And I haven’t slept with anyone but you since winter break.”

He stared at you, disbelieving. “Me neither.”

“Pietro… are we dating?”

“… Maybe?”

“Do you wanna be?”

He exhaled sharply. You scooted in closer, nose almost touching his. The longer he went without speaking, the more this felt like a rejection. Still, you held your breath.

“I’ve done this all wrong, dragă,” he murmured. “Do you want to go out with me? On a date?”

Your nose brushed against his as you nodded, and then you grabbed you by the waist, pulling you in.

You were in his lap again, kissing him fervently and feeling the hot skin of his neck under your hands. It felt like he was everywhere at once, his tongue between your lips, his hands in your hair, his firm body under yours.

He rolled you over onto your back, and you felt a little breathless as he went straight for your neck. He already knew exactly how you liked it. He knew how to find and suck on that spot that would make you keen.

This time, though, when you gasped, it was for a different reason. Pietro didn’t notice. He was too busy biting your neck.

“Pietro,” you gasped, slapping his shoulders. “I saw a shooting star!”

He pulled back so that he was hovering over you. “What?”

“A shooting star. Look!”

He rolled over onto his back, but it was obviously long gone by the time he was in position. “I don’t see one.”

“You have to wait. Be patient.”

He groaned. You both knew patience wasn’t his strong suit. After about five minutes, his hand started creeping up your thigh. You put your hand on his, stopping him.

“You’re gonna miss the meteor shower,” you said.

“You’re prettier,” he said smoothly, but you rolled your eyes.

“We’re dating now, remember? You can see me whenever. You can only see the shooting stars tonight.”

He huffed, but turned back to the sky. “This is rigged, they never happen when I- Ohhh.” He gasped. “I saw one!”

His childlike glee warmed you. You rested your head on his shoulder, but he barely seemed to notice. He was too busy staring at the sky.

“They’re pretty, right?” you murmured.

“Beautiful,” he agreed.

“More beautiful than me?”

“Ehh, it’s close.”

You giggled and rolled over so that you could look at his face.

“And another thing,” you said, “you know Bucky wasn’t flirting with me, right? He and Steve have been banging since, like, the first week of college.”

“… No. I did not know that.”

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Notes:

Preview of tomorrow's fic: Getting railed in a sundress by your dad's friend, Dmitri Antonov. Hopper!Reader.

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[marvel-fanfic-writer-8675]

hiii can you please write a very angsty stucky x reader where they ignore her for days after a fight but it ends in fluff after the reader breaks down in front of them and they ask sorry and realize they were being too immature **sorry if this is too specific

Terrible Tabloid Talk

Pairing: stucky x reader

Warnings: heavy angst to heavy fluff, arguments, gross tabloid gossip, the media suck’s

Summary: reader is an actress and some tabloid gossip makes the happy throuple have a bad argument

You were walking home when you saw it in the corner of your eyes. You normally didn’t pay attention to the tabloids and gossip, but you had to give some glance to this one. The new headline was that you and the costar of your new film were supposedly dating, problem was, you were secretly in a relationship with the two best guys in the world, Steve and Bucky. The avengers all knew of course, you lived there after all, but the rest of the world had no clue.

After seeing the magazines, you rushed home, hoping the guys hadn’t seen them and you could explain before they jumped to conclusions. You started running and sped up to your shared floor. There you found the guys with peeved, obviously angry faces. “Loves, please let me explain.” They said nothing but shrugged off your advances at hugs and kisses, ignoring your ask at time to explain it was untrue.

You tried to show your apology by making them dinner, their favorite, but they didn’t even take one look at the food, the guys grabbed a sandwich and watched a movie all cuddled together. You watched sadly from the kitchen, cleaning up from dinner and doing the dishes.

You hoped that, that night you would be able to make up with cuddles and pillow talk. To your dismay, when you tried to go to bed, you found the door locked and a pillow with a blanket outside the door, along with your laptop for work. You let out a small cry, and headed to Nat’s room, hoping your best friend would still be up.

When you got there you found her missing, after a quick ask to Friday, you found out her and Wanda, your other bestie, were on a impromptu mission. You shed a few more tears at the fact your friends weren’t there to help comfort you. Not knowing what to do, but knowing you wouldn’t be able to sleep, you took your laptop to the common room and got to work on answering emails and throwing yourself into your work, the same work that got you into this mess.

The next morning, you headed up to grab some more clothes and you saw Bucky and Steve acting all lovey dovey in the kitchen making breakfast. How you longed for those kisses, or even just a hug from them. You did your best to ignore eye contact. Walking swiftly to get a few pairs of clothes. Afterwards, you walked out to see they had made pancakes, something they only did with you, it was something you only did all together. It saddened you even more and you had to run out of there before the tears overcame you.

The couch was uncomfortable and you were cold without your 2 personal heaters, no matter how many blankets you put over you. That night you put yourself to sleep with your cries, tears streaming down your face staining your blankets. Nat and Wanda were supposed to be back the next day so that helped you sleep a little better knowing your friends would be back to help you.

You woke up and your boyfriends were still ignoring you, you were now going on day 3, counting the day they found out. You all went to the landing pad to greet bay and Wanda and Nat. You stood on the opposite side as your boys which the rest of the team found odd as you were normally on top of each other, but they kept their mouths shut.

Nat and Wanda walked out and immediately ran to you. They could tell in an instant that something was wrong. As they hugged you they whispered to meet in Nat’s room. After saying hi to the others, everyone dispersed and you met the gals in the planned area.

“So what the hell happened!?!” Wanda asked concerned while at the same time Nat seethed, “what did they do?” You explained how they were ignoring you for the tabloid gossip that wasn’t true. They immediately took your side, saying Bucky and Steve were being unreasonable not even letting you try to explain. They promised to take you shopping tomorrow to try some retail therapy, and Nat told you, you were allowed to stay in her room till the boys came to their senses.

Sleeping next to Nat was better than being alone on the couch, but it was no where near as comfy as sleeping near Bucky and Steve. The next day, as promised, the girls took you to the mall and you all had a good day. Or what would’ve been a good day if everything didn’t remind you of your super soldiers. The pretzels that were Bucky’s favorites, the Captain America collection at Target, the books in the bookstore about world war 2, it all made you want to cry. You held it together though, at least until you made it home.

That night you needed to get your emotions out, and the best way you knew how was to take a note from Steve’s book, hitting stuff. You went down to the gym and started pounding on a punching bag. Slowly your emotions came pouring out. After a little you started bawling, tears streaming down your face. Friday must’ve been worried about you and notified your emergency contacts, who were still Steve and Bucky, because you heard their voice for the first time in 3 days. “Doll?”

You turned around and through your blurry, tear stained vision you saw your boys standing their, tired, like they just woke up. You broke down, falling to your knees, the tears falling harder, through the tears you cried, “I’m so sorry, please, I, I can’t do this anymore, I didn’t go on a date with him, the tabloids spun lunch with a costar, a friend, into something more, please, believe me, I, I love you both so much, I’m so sorry.” Both men moved to your side immediately, feeling so remorseful. They didn’t care what happened anymore, logically they realized now, you would never cheat on them, and the tabloids always spun things out of control.

They sat there, consoling you, promising they still loved you, and apologizing for being immature. They held onto you tightly, a few tears falling from their own eyes. After you had calmed enough, the boys wanted to take you somewhere more comfortable where you could rest before you all talked. They carried you up to bed and placed you in the middle, circling themselves around you. You slept better than you had in the past 3 days, feeling warm and at home.

When you woke up, Steve and Bucky were still right there with you. “Hey doll, come ‘ere, come cuddle please?” You scooted into Bucky’s awaiting arms and nuzzled into him. “We still gotta talk mister. You and Steve made pancakes without me!” Bucky chuckled a little, and responded, “I know we do doll, I know, just missed out on my cuddles, and I got some apologizing to do, don’t I?”

After you had all woken up, and the guy’s sexy morning voice was gone, you didn’t need that distracting you from the task at hand, you all sat up and decided to have to inevitable talk.

“Doll, we want to start off by saying sorry for not giving you a chance to tell us what actually happened, and for being so immature about it.” Steve started. “We should’ve never let it get as far as it did, and we should’ve realized from the beginning that the tabloids always look for drama,” Bucky continued. You gave them both hugs, “thank you both, and I promise you guys, it wasn’t a date, it was just a lunch with Josh to go over the next few scenes in the movie. There has to be something though loves, something there that would make you think I might do something like that, is everything alright? Am I doing something wrong?”

The guys quickly turned sheepish. “Stevie, Buck, I promise, I won’t get mad or break up with you no matter what you say right now, I want to fix it if I’m doing something,” you gave them both a kiss for reassurance. “Well doll, it’s not all your fault either, it’s just, we aren’t spending as much time together,” Bucky braved. “Again doll, not only on you, it’s our fault too, we’ve been gone on a lot of missions lately.” You smiled sadly, glad they told you. “Well then, after this movie I am going to take a break and not take any more roles for a while, to spend more time with my boys.” Both soldier’s faces lit up. “And we promise to scale back on the number of missions doll, thank you.” “Now come ‘ere guys, I missed out on my cuddles for like 3 days!” You pulled both guys back down into the mattress for cuddles.

A few seconds later, both guys tried moving their hands down low, trying to start something. You swatted Bucky’s hand away from your short’s waistband and Steve from your shirt hemline. “Nope, you guys don’t get to do that yet, I’m still angry at you both for making pancakes without me, that was a special thing for only when we were all home.” The guys saddened a little but understood. “We are sorry doll, really, and we understand.” Bucky apologized again. “Can we still get kisses though?” Steve asked shyly. You nodded and pulled them in for a kiss each, “you can always have kisses. Love you both.” “Love you too doll, and as a sorry for the pancakes we’ll make some of your favorite pancakes tomorrow, and we’ll watch your favorite movie while cuddled on the couch, and your favorite dinner at that one place” Bucky started listing. “And…” you prompted, “and we’ll get you flowers and that candy you like, and give you a massage” Steve continued, “and…” you jokingly tried, not expecting anything more. “And we’ll go to Coney Island and make Steve ride the cyclone,” Bucky added, to Steve’s dismay. “And we’ll get the matching shirts you like but Bucky doesn’t ,” Steve retorted. You started laughing and then the guys knew something was up. “Doll…what’s going on…” you smiled at them.

“Jokes on you two, I would’ve forgiven you for the pancake thing after movie and cuddles.” The guys looked dumbfounded. But right as they opened their mouths to take it all back you added, “nope! Can’t take it back, it’s too late now.” You placed a kiss on each one’s lips and cuddled into them both. “Does that mean?” Steve asked suggestively. “Not until after I’ve gotten my pancakes and movie at least.”

Hope you all enjoy! @icarusafety

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[imyourbratzdoll]

i neee H E L P finding a fic

i read it about a year/year and a half ago, it was Stucky x reader. Steve and Bucky have an argument and they kinda break up with each other. Steve thinks she's better off with Bucky, Bucky thinks she's better off with Steve, so they are both accidentally ignoring her. lots of angst, happy ending (as far as i remember)

OH MY GOD I KNOW THIS FIC, IVE LITERALLY READ IT!

I just don’t know the name😭

Does anyone know? Please help🥺 I can’t remember who it’s by:(

Okay, so @kjah97 found one and I hope it’s the one.

I think it might be.

Thank you for helping💗

#imyourbratzdollasks #anon reply #please help #stucky x reader

[romanestuffsposts]

Come back, please

Request : Sorry for messaging you but can you do stucky with little reader where they get mad and run aways and they later found them can you make the end hurt comfort

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Hi there love! 💜

I hope you're doing okay sweetie and I hope you like how I write your request!

And Thank you for it! 💜

Enjoy <3

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Warnings : yells, angst, cries, pain, feelings of being lonely and ignored, argument, running away, pet names, comfort, fluff, kisses

Pairings : Daddies!Stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : They told you they were busy, but you didn't thought they would've react like this because you were trying to be kind..

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It's been hours now that you woke up from a long and peaceful night and you just saw your Daddies once, to kiss them good morning.

You knew they had lots of work, they sat you down yesterday and explained how busy they will be tomorrow and maybe the day after. You understood and told them you would be okay on your own while they work but you didn't knew how alone you would feel.

You spent the day on the couch watching tv or playing in your playroom upstairs and now you're busy drawing for your Daddies. You feel lonely because they aren't with you so they probably feel the same ? Since you're not with them.

A nice draw could help them through their mood and help them focusing back on their work. Maybe they even will work faster after that too.

You grow more sad when you remember what happened at lunch earlier. You were hungry and didn't know how to prepare you the good sandwich Papa always make for you so you went to ask him to make you one, just one.

But when you turn the corner and spot their office's door, you saw it opening and your Papa got out with the phone in his hand, glued to his ear. You put your beautiful smile on when you saw him, you really missed him so much.

You went to him happilly but stop and frown when your Papa hold up his index, asking you to stop. He speaks to whoever was on the phone and without giving you another glance, he walks away and lets you alone.

You felt so ignored in this moment. You couldn't believed how he could forget you were here.. And it hurted even more when the idea of him doing it knowing you were still here beside him came to your mind.

You cried for a good hour after that. You were hungry and it exhausted you more, you're fighting with yourself since that moment and decided to draw something for them. Even tho you're upset now, you still want to be near them and want to feel their love. You still want to show them how much you miss them.

You smile once your hard work is done and immediately stand up and start to walk down the stairs. You bite your lips as you step closer and closer to your Daddies's office with your draws in your hands.

You knock like they always want you to when they're working in there and then open the door. A quiet giggle leave you when you see them, you really really really missed them today.

Your Papa's brows shot down when he sees you "something happened, sweetie ?" he asks worried you might be hurt or something.

You shake your head, an innocent little smile on your lips "wanted to see you"

Your Daddy sighs "baby we told you to not disturbing us today"

You ignore what he said and take a step closer "I made you a draw!" you excitedly say. Your Daddy sighs harder and drops his pen "you'll show it to us later, baby. We're really busy now and want to focus on our work" he tries to say nicely without getting angry but you don't listen to him

You take a step closer again and hold the paper up to show them "I put all the colors you liked! And some parts was hard to do but I worked hard to-"

You stop talking when your Daddy stand up brutally and slammes his hand on the desk "I said not now!" he yells making you flinch "we told you we were busy and we thought you would've been a good girl and let us work in peace without being a bother but it seems like you can't even do that!"

You look down at your draw, your little heart beating faster and faster under your Daddy's yells. Your mind race about the fact that your Papa doesn't do anything, he just sit there and let your Daddy yells at you which is as hurting than being yelled at by your Daddy.

You look up at Bucky, your face now empty of happy emotions "jus wanted to mate ya feel bett-"

"I don't care what you wanted!" he yells and snaps your draw out of your hands, crumpling it "just get out and don't come back. We have work to do" he shows you off

You quietly gasp at the sight of your now ruined draw, tears start to fill your eyes as you look at your Papa for some kind of support. He nods at the door, a hard expression on his face.

Trembling, you quickly get out of the room and run to your playroom to fall on the ground and cry your eyes out. You shake on the ground as you try to hold your loud sobs and just swing your own body, trying to comfort you yourself.

After minutes of breaking down, you look up to dry your cheeks and eyes and spot a picture of you and your Daddies on the desk in front of you. The picture shows the beautiful day you had for your birthday, your Daddies decided to throw you a big party for that special day and of course they took the prettiest picture before giving it to you as one of your many birthday presents.

You grimace to hold back your tears. It hurted too much, everything he said to you hurt you more than ever, the fact that your Papa didn't lift a finger to help you going through that hurt just as much.

You need to clear your mind. You suffocate too much in here, in this house. You feel the need to go outside and be in a place where you feel good, and safe.

Grabbing your beautiful little bag your auntie Nat got you for Christmas, you speed through your room, taking your paci and Bucksie and securing them in your bag before going dowstairs, letting the pictures, books and toys behind you.

You put your shoes on and left the house without looking behind.

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The ring of a phone cause Steve to groan as he steps out of the bathroom to meet Bucky in the bedroom just as he steps out of the closet "she's not in there either ?" he asks, disbelief running in between the muscles of his tense body.

Bucky shakes his head. They looked in every rooms they have in the house, in all the corners you love to hid in while you're playing hide and seek, under all the beds and couches they could find in the house and under every desks and tables.

They even looked behind all the doors but there's not one sight of you anywhere.

The ring of Steve's phone sound again causing Bucky to groan "stop that fucking phone because it drive me crazy!" he snaps. Steve goes to his phone and answers the phone

"Mr Rogers ?" a lady asks from the other side of the phone. He sighs and pinches the edge of his nose, it's not the moment for an interwiew in the phone or anything like that

"it's him" he coldly says. He has other things to do right now, like finding you!

"I'm Marlina, the manager of the 5th street toy store. I think i've got something for you." her voice trail and Steve frowns, looking up at Bucky.

Bucky tilts his head and frowns too, not understanding what is happening. He watches as Stevev's face fell when he understand what she meant "we'll be there in ten minutes!" he rushes before hanging up.

"Buck grab you shoes" he says as he walks out fo the room "I know where she is"

The ride to your favorite store is really fast as Steve didn't really respected the authorized speed as he drove. They run to the counter and are greet by a brown hair woman "Mr Rogers, Mr Barnes" she greets with a nod.

She knows them but not only because of the news but because they often come to her store with their little girl.

"Where is she ?"

"She's on the third rays on your left" she says and watches them walking there.

As they turn on the tird rays like she said, they stop when they spot you, all curled up in the mountain of stuffies in the end of the ray. Bucky's heart break from the sight of you trying to hid in there.

"Princess ?" Your Papa gently calls and immediately sees you tensing at the acknowledge of them. "Can we come and sit with you and your friends ?"

You don't move and don't say anything for some seconds before nodding a little your head. And even tho they can't see your face, they definitly saw your nod.

They come to you and sit on each side of you "babygirl can you look at Daddy ?" Your Daddy asks. You whimper and squirm a little, not wanting to face him just yet "please, baby"

You bite your tongue and turn your head away from the stuffies and look at him. His face shows nothing but regrets and worries making you feel bad for nothing.

His hand lifts to remove your hair from your face but that simple movement cause you to flinch. Bucky freezes and his face feel at the realization of what he did hit him

"oh baby.." he breathes out, his voice trembling. "I am so so sorry for what I said earlier. I was tired from the work and i know it's not an excuse but I just wanted to be done with it to spend our evening together"

You close your eyes as tears fall down your cheeks "I'm so sorry if I scared you. You just wanted to make something for us and we just send you away as if you were nothing but- baby you are our everything. You deserve to be treat like a princess and it's how we should've acted today, even tho we had work"

"we're so sorry, little one. I'm so sorry for your draw" he kisses your little nose.

You break down and fall in your Daddy's chest, just wanting to be comfort and to feel safe again. Your Papa wraps his arms around the two of you and presses his chest against your back as you cry

"I'm sorry too, sweetie" he whispers in your ear "I'm sorry I didn't took the time to listen to you earlier today while I was on the phone and i'm sorry I let Daddy snaps at you. It was wrong of me" he gently kisses your ear as you sobs harder.

Everything that happened today hit you all at once as they apologise for every part of the day they let you down.

After some minutes, your sobs turn into soft sniff as you finally calm down. Your Daddy pulls away a little to rest his forehead against yours.

This moment is disturbed by your growling stomach. You still hadn't eat today and you still crave for food. Your Daddy chuckles while your Papa feels more bad about that, he pulls away, a loving smile on his face as he looks down at your belly "is that little tummy hungry ?" he teases

You shyly smile and nod your head. He chuckles again and wiggles his fingers on your belly "what does this little tummy want to eat ?"

You giggle and squirm away from his fingers "wanna pizza"

"well then this little tummy will have pizza" he winks before standing up, lifting you up with him. You wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist, your cheek rests by itself against his shoulder "and it's Papa who's paying" he taunts

Steve rolls his eyes playfully and walks along with you. You turn your head so you look at your Papa and this get his attention. You look down at your hand before looking back at him.

You raise your hand, asking him to hold it which he gladly does. He kisses the back of your hand as you all walk out of the store

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[tmpestuous]

I Always Got You

summary: Bucky gives you the reassurance you need after a tough mission leaves you doubting yourself. 

pairing: Bucky x Avenger!Reader 

word count: 1.6k

warnings: just some Bucky fluff, argument with Steve

A/N: this was originally a Stucky fic but here’s a short drabble??? for the series… with soft and sweet Bucky because I love him and also needed this myself; I hope you enjoy!

Making your way back into the field and going on missions with the team again was a longer process than you anticipated—and the hard work paid off—but you felt like everyone was treating you like a fragile toy.

There was always someone by your side, which you appreciated, but not when it came to simple tasks like extracting a file, breaking a lock, or even just making your way back to the jet when your task was finished. 

You told yourself you didn’t want to go back to the field if you still felt like you couldn’t be alone, and you kept that personal promise. Everyone on the team told you that you were ready a long time ago, but you needed to be able to trust yourself first before listening to anyone else’s thoughts.

Nonetheless, their actions seemed to contradict their words, almost as if they were backtracking. They kept an eye on everything you did, stepped in front of you to handle someone you most definitely could’ve dealt with yourself, and constantly checking in on you whether it was physically or through comms. 

It felt a bit suffocating. Coming back from missions, you just needed to get away from everyone and get a moment to yourself. You were grateful for the concern, but not too fond of the constant hovering. It made you doubt yourself and your abilities, and it didn’t help to believe that the rest of the team was also starting to doubt you. 

One person who never doubted you was Bucky. Not when he was on a mission with you or when he heard you complain after coming back to the compound. He always believed in you, whether you personally believed that or not, but it was always nice to be aware that at least one person understood where you were coming from.

He had seen you adapt. He always told you that you reminded him of himself when he first joined the team, and thus he understood you better than anyone else around you. He trusted and believed when you said you were ready, but Bucky could also tell when you were pushing yourself to be “ready” on everyone else’s accord, through peer pressure almost. There wasn’t a moment where Bucky didn’t voice his thoughts about you exerting more energy than you should have. 

You were more than desperately hoping he’d have his usual, comforting reaction when you got back to the compound.

Steve was pissed. He couldn’t even so much look at you throughout the rest of the mission after you decided to “disobey” his orders, though it ended up working out in the end. You’d only hoped he would have kept up the silent treatment on the jet ride home, especially not wanting to cause a scene in front of Nat, Clint, and Sam, but a lecture from Steve was never unfamiliar to you since you first got here. 

“I told you to stay put,” he lectured. “Do you have any idea what danger you could have put those hostages in?”

“They were already in danger, Steve,” you countered. “I wasn’t going to just let them bust the door down and risk any of them getting physically injured. They’re mentally scarred enough.”

Steve ran a frustrated hand through his hair. “It doesn’t matter, Y/n. You went against my orders, you could have jeopardized the entire mission, and someone could have died.”

“But-”

“I knew you weren’t entirely ready to come back yet. I’m putting you on probation.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. On probation. No missions for two weeks until you learn to get over your insubordination.” You scoffed. “Have anything else to add?”

“Do you even hear yourself? Those hostages lived because of me. They’re alive. I’ve been off the field long enough to know when I am and am not capable of handling myself in a mission, Captain.”

He looked back at you after commanding FRIDAY to take over the jet. Steve knew that he wasn’t trying to be so harsh, knowing the rough start you had on the team along with the struggles of coming back from two brutal injuries in just the last few months. Steve also always had a soft spot for you given how much you meant to Bucky, and the last thing he needed was watching his best friend suffer because he didn’t keep an eye on you. However, he couldn’t give you all the special treatment in the world. 

“You’re staring,” you stated, pulling Steve out of his own thoughts. “If there’s nothing else to lecture me for, we can move on. You already punished me.”

He sighed. “Do you think I like being rough on you?”

“You don’t really have to be,” you snapped, garnering everyone’s attention now. “All you guys do is hover over me like I’m going to break at any second. I’m not. Just trust that I know what I’m doing for once. I made the right call on this mission and not you nor Fury nor anyone else on this God forsaken team is going to tell me otherwise, Steve. You said your piece. You put me on probation. Just drop it.”

Deciding it was best to let it go, Steve turned back in his seat and sighed to himself. The rest of the jet ride was deafening silence. 

Stepping off of the jet, you felt suffocated enough and rushed back to your room. Steve called out for you to head to a debrief session right away, but you ignored him. 

“Just give her time,” Nat suggested to her friend, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. “She’ll come around.”

“She’s never gonna like me again at this rate.”

“Who’s never gonna like you?” Bucky said, making Steve regret letting the words slip from his mouth. “Where’s Y/n?”

“She ran right to her room,” Nat said before Steve could interject. “The usual.”

“She’s not too fond of me right now,” Steve admitted. “Could you just get her to debrief quickly? We don’t need to talk much about this mission.”

Bucky simply gave them a nod before making his way to the door of your room, knocking lightly but loud enough for you to hear.

“Honey? It’s Bucky,” he spoke softly, making you wipe the tears off your face quickly before he saw you crying, though you were aware he’d notice anyway. “I’m coming in.”

Opening the door and peeking his head inside, Bucky saw you sitting on the floor in front of your bed, knees to your chest and your arms wrapped around them. You hadn’t taken any of your gear off and your eyes were still red and puffy from crying. He sighed, knowing the kind of mood you were in, closing the door behind him and making his way next to you on the floor. 

Bucky wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his chest, not immediately breaking you into a sob but welling up a few tears in your eyes and light sniffles every now and then.

“What happened, honey?” Bucky asked after your breathing evened out, knowing you still needed a few moments to calm down.

“I don’t wanna do this anymore, Bucky,” you said, rubbing your eyes with the heels of your hands. “I don’t wanna be on this team anymore. I can’t get anyone’s approval and I just don’t think that I’m meant to do any of it.”

“Hey, why would you say that? Look at me,” he countered right away, moving his hands to cup your face and make you face him. “You are perfect for this team. Hell, you’re even better than me sometimes, doll. What makes you think you shouldn’t be here?”

“Steve put me on probation for something that didn’t change the outcome of the mission,” you said as Bucky wiped the rest of your tears away. “I went against orders but it was what was best at the moment and he made it seem like I was way out of line and I feel like nobody thinks I’m ever going to be capable enough to do things and trust that I know what I’m doing.”

Bucky kissed your forehead. “That’s not the case, honey. Steve’s… tough sometimes, but he only has your best interests at heart. He doesn’t want you to get hurt again.”

“I’’m not,” you said confidently, though your tone was still solemn. “I haven’t been out in months and now it’s like I can’t even step in the wrong direction without someone thinking I’m gonna break. I don’t know what I’m doing wrong.”

“You’re not doing anything wrong, my love,” Bucky reassured you again. “I think everyone’s afraid of both underestimating and overestimating you. That isn’t your fault. I know you’re ready and I trust that you know what you’re doing. Okay?”

You nodded up at him before he pressed a chaste kiss to your lips. He then looked back in your eyes, with you taking notice that the dim lighting in your room made his eyes a little more gray than blue. You were making mental notes of how grateful you were for Bucky, knowing his patience ran a little thin sometimes but he made the grand effort to never take things out on you unnecessarily. 

Sometimes you wished you didn’t need so much reassurance, but Bucky never failed to remind you that he’d always be willing to give it. You just made him promise to also always correct you if you were in the wrong, which he (reluctantly) agreed to. 

You kissed him once more before thanking him softly, and he rubbed his nose a few times against yours.

“No need to thank me, sweetheart, I always got you,” he said in a soft tone. “You feeling okay now?”

“Yeah,” you said with a nod. “Can we just stay here for a bit? Before I talk to Steve?”

“Of course, baby,” he agreed.

Bucky pulled you back into his arms and kissing the top of your forehead, making you feel safer and warmer than ever. 

-

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Polymorous: Seven Days (pt3)

Pairing Steve Rogers x reader x Bucky Barnes, Stucky x reader

Warning: fluff, smut,

The First kiss |  The first touch | Moving In | The day they left for war | Found you | The day Stark found out | Big Change | The Train | The Plane | Alone | Unfortunate sequences of events | I know her | The Resturant part 1 | The Resturant part 2 | It’s me | You can keep her | He’s okay with that | Mama loves me | Kissing Captain | Kissing Winter | Healing | Hurt | We’ll Wait | Memories | Prude | Whore | Put in her place | The day Stark Jr. Found out | Now you know |  Nursing | Like a Virgin | Morning After | The Catacombs | Off with her head | Grieving the Insane | Let me make it up to you | Punishment | Spiderling pt1 | Spiderling pt2 | Twentieth-century love | The new we can imagine | Connection | Please, marry me | Walk me | Stand with me | Final touches | I Do | Honeymoon | A moment of Paradise | Pictures from Paradise | The Fever | The bad days | Let’s talk about it | Practice makes perfect pt1 | Practice makes perfect pt2 | Seed | Unknown Stolen | unfulfilled Duties | Talking Emotion | Next Step | Holy Shit!! | First steps to hope | She’s Awake | Nicknames | The Mother and The father | The Boy | The Name Game |Talking | Not Ready | No Boy | Returning lust | Seven Days (pt1) | Seven Days (pt2) | Seven Days (pt3)

Day 5

It was early in the morning and Steve was once again getting ready for his morning and trying to get Bucky to do the same.

“What’s the point of take a week off if I still have to get up to chase the sun” Bucky whispered in argument. (Y/n) wasn’t up and she wasn’t going to get up as she took her vacation seriously and didn’t do any work and that included but was not limited to exercise. Plus she preferred the treadmills in the, somewhat, privacy of their tower than in public where everyone could ogle her. 

“So you’re not going join me?”

“Nope, I’m going to spend the morning with my wife, thank you very much” 

Rolling his eyes Steve gets up and heads out for his run “Hey Bucky?” Bucky looked up over his shoulder “ I love you” 

“I love you too”

“I love you too” (Y/n) mumbled as she rolled over and buried her face in Steve’s pillow. Both men chuckled at this. 

Bucky laid back and closed his eyes listening to Steve leave for his run. He lays for a moment after he hears the front door close. He hummed as (Y/n) rubbed his chest he smiled as he felt her crawl on top of him. “ Good morning” he said. 

“Not yet” she mumbled. 

He opened his eyes as he felt her started to move her hips grinding on his cloth cock. He grabs on to her thighs as she moves against him sliding herself against his cock. Grabbing her hips he helps her pick up the pace and grind into harder. Suddenly she stops him sitting up on her knees she pulls out his hard cock and pulls up the large shirt she was wearing to reveal no panties. Rubbing him up and down her slit she slowly sank down on him she sighed. She bounced a few times before laying on his chest and then nothing. 

“Is that all I’m getting?” Bucky asked in amusement with a hint of desperation as he squeezed her hips. 

“I just...I just want to feel you... inside me. Nice like this.” 

“oh, okay” he said he rubbed her back and gave her a small kiss on her forehead “Okay”. 

Even with him twitching inside of her and her walls clamed down on his like a vixen the two of them still managed to fall back asleep. 

-

The next time (Y/n) was up first. The sun having long since risen for the day. Sitting up she removes Bucky’s now soft cock from her. It felt nice to have him inside of her while she slept, she’d definetly being doing that again. Crawling out of bed she gave him a kiss before she tip toed out of the room. 

She found Steve in the kitchen pulling things out for breakfast. 

“Good morning, nice to you finally up.”

“I was tired”

“It’s fine. I was just messing with you Love” 

Pulling her into a hug Steve kisses her forehead and cheeks and moves to kiss her lips “ no” she turns her head “ I haven’t brush my teeth yet” not having any of that Steve forcefully grabs her chin and kisses her. Pulling away he whispers

“I bet you weren’t thinking about brushing your teeth when you let Bucky slipped his cock into you this morning”

She turned and kissed his palm as he loosen up “ In his defense that was my doing and I didn’t really ask just slipped it in”

“oh really” 

“Yeah, I ... I just had this urge and I wanted to feel something inside of me.” 

“well, is that urge gone now?”

“no”

Steve chuckled as he nibbled on her bottom lip “ I can fix that” he says as he press his knee in between her legs. He was delighted with the discover that she had no panties on. As his running shorts road up he felt her pussy on his bare thigh. (Y/n) moaned as she grinded her self on his thigh. Tossing her head back he moves to nibble on her throat. 

(Y/n) reached down in between them she pushed down his shorts and boxers. Standing on her toes Steve wrapped one of her legs around his hip as she helped him guide his cock inside of her. They both moans as he slow thrusted into her. Steve watched as he slowly thrusted into her only to pull out and do it again.

“Fucking beautiful” Steve said. 

“Stevie” she moans as she tosses her head back. Bending down Steve pulled off her shirt took her nipple in his mouth she arched her back into his mouth. She grabs on to the counter behind her as she pushes into him. 

“Never fully satisficed, huh” Bucky says as he approaches them in the kitchen. They don’t stop even as he leans on the counter next to (Y/n). “Just hoping between dicks”

Steve pulls away from her breast “ Don’t be mean Buck, She’s just making up for lost time. Isn’t that right babe?” 

“Fuck me...Fuck me please” she moans grabbing the back of his neck and grabbing Bucky’s arm. Leaning down Bucky nibbles on her ear. 

“Want some help?’ he whispers

“please”

Suddenly Steve pulls out drops her leg and turns her around and thrust back into her she arches her back against his chest. As this is happening Bucky drops to his knees in front of them he wraps his lips around her clit sucking. She moans out bucking into his mouth and against Steve. Steve hisses out as he Bucky tucks and massaging his balls. 

They both moaned out as his tongue drags over the place they connected. From the underside of his cock to her clit. 

“Holy shit! do that again” Steve said. 

They both moaned out as he repeated the move several more times stimulating them both in ways one never thought to. It was too much for Steve as he finished with a groan unloading in (Y/n). She moaned as she felt him fill her his warm cum stuffing her. She whined as he pulled out what she wasn’t left empty for long as Bucky came filling her with his tongue as he tried to taste and take all of Steve cum out of her. His fingers joined his tongue.

(Y/n) bucked and arched her back as his curled his fingers inside of her dragging them across that spot that had her cumming in an instant. Lucky for her Steve was still holding her so she didn’t collapse on top of Bucky.

The two of them watched as Bucky licked his fingers clean of their juices. 

“what?” Bucky questioned when he noticed the both of them looking at him. “ You taste good together”.

Day 6 

“Are you sure this is okay?” Bucky asked for the fourth time as he pulled on the knots making sure they weren’t too tight and escapable to an extent. 

“Bucky?”  Steve called for his attention “ it’s okay, the knot are okay, ropes pretty fluffy, I’m okay” he told him reassuring him even going far as waving his hands which were tied to the headboard.

“Sorry, you know how I get. I have to be sure” This was true Steve knew how Bucky got when it came to bondage, especially planned bandaged as it gave him time to overthink, he was nervous and worried about his own strength and control. In the end he always enjoyed himself. 

“ Honeys I’m home” (Y/n) called out in a sing song voice. Bucky gave Steve a quick kiss before he rushed out the room to fetch (Y/n).

The day had been planned out perfectly (Y/n) was sent out in the morning with the girls for a spa day getting pampered and pretty and dinner while the boys stayed home and planned and prepared their night. 

“Hey Doll, Did you have funny?”

“I Did we also did a bit of shopping” she showed off her bags before dropping them“ and I got my nails done. Think he’ll like it?” she showed him her nails which were painted red except for her index fingers which had little Captian America shields on them.

“He’ll love it” he said kissing her hands. “Come on we’ve got something for you. Leave the bags we’ll get them later”

“But I wanted to show of my outfits”

“Later” (Y/n)’s looked at him suspiciously has he lead her to the bedroom. She had no clue what was waiting for her. “ Close your eyes” she gave him as suspicious glare before slowly closing her eyes as he lead her into the bedroom.

“Alright” Bucky said as he spun her around a bit then stopped leaned down and whispered “ Open your eyes”

And she saw her delightful surprise, it was Steve tied to the headboard by his wrists with nothing but a sheet covering his waist but by the standing tent it wasn’t hiding much well.

“What do you think?” Bucky asked as he began to kiss along her shoulder and neck. 

“He’s beautiful” she moved to crawl on to the bed but Bucky stopped her wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her back. 

“nah, he’s going to sit back and watch for a little bit.” he said turning her around in his arms “he can watch us, he’ll be patient. Right Stevie?”

“yeah, yeah, I...yes”

Bucky chuckled as he kissed (y/n) hands running along her dress. “Good Boy” he said as he pulled down the zipper on the back of her dress Stepping back he lets it fall off her body. Her dress pooled at her heels revealing a black lace underwire lingerie set something that had laid out for her this morning, and he was happy he did. 

Spinning her around he had her face Steve. Bucky ran his hands how her body, over her breast down her stomach and in between her legs she moaned, Steve whined, Bucky smiled. “You know Steve is the one who picked out your set this morning.... I think he’s starting to regret it.”

“no, she... she looks fucking amazing” Steve said breathlessly as he watched Bucky massage her breast. He bite his lip as he watched him pinch her nipples through her lace bra she yelped as he did so. 

“she feels amazing too.” he says as he nibbles on her throat he unhooks her bra he pushes it off her shoulders letting it fall to the floor. She moans as he takes her breasts in his hands continuing to pinch and tug at her nipples until they were aching and erect. “ I love playing with these”  Bucky said a she turned her so he could latch on to her nipple sucking on it roughly. 

(Y/n) moaned as she held on to his shoulders tossing her head back and pushing her breast into his mouth further. 

“Please, please” Steve begged pulling at his restraints. 

Bucky pulled off her nipple with a pop “ I can, I can help” Bucky said as he trailed kissed down her body kneeling in front of her. He looks up making eye contact as he gently pulled down her panties, more like Thong, having her step out of them he begins a trail of kisses back up her body. 

“You stay here” he tells her as he makes his way to the bed crawling up towards Steve. He straddles Steve gently grinding on top of him. Steve moans and whines as it isn’t enough “ more, please more-” before Steve could finish his sentence Bucky stuffs (y/n)’s Thong in his mouth. 

“That’s better. You’re going to sit here like a nice little boy and you’re going to watch me fuck her good and wait your turn. okay?” Steve whines and Bucky grinds on to him “ I said Okay?” Steve nods.

“Good boy”

Before Bucky got up and crawled away he pulled the thong out of his mouth and whispered “what’s our safeword?”

“Siberia”

“Thank you” 

And with that he crawled out of bed and back to (Y/n) where he asked her the same question and got the same answer “ Siberia”

“Good girl” 

Taking his metal hand he brought his fingers to her lips she opened her mouth he slips two fingers into her mouth. She slowly sucked and licked on his fingers she moaned as he put light pressure on her tongue. He slowly thrusted his fingers into her mouth watching her lips wrap around them. Removing his fingers he trailed them down pasted her breast and between her legs. 

She gasped as he felt her wetness along her folds. She slightly arched her back pushing her chest into his as he tapped her clit. She moans as he thrust two fingers into her. Her legs buckled as he curled them. He slowly thrusted his fingers inside of her she whimpered at his slow pace. She buried her head in his shoulder. 

“Please” she whimpered. 

“So needy” Bucky said as he pulled his fingers away bringing them to his mouth he moaned as he licked his fingers clean. Laying down on the edge of the bed Bucky motioned her forward with a finger. “ Come on. Come sit on my face”.

Steve groaned as he watched (Y/n) crawl over Bucky and lower herself on to his face.

 She gasps and moans as he get right into it no hesitation. The room fill with the sound of (Y/n) and Steve heavy panting, moaning, and the sloppy, wet sounds of Bucky eating her out. If she was truly was paying attention she would have been embarrassed but as she was too deep in pleasure it was an after thought. 

Grinding on his face she held on his hair riding his tongue. “Oh god” she moaned as he caught her clit between his lips. she felt the familiar feeling of tightness in her stomaching and stuttered out a warning “ I-I cum cummming” but didn’t stop and instead road it out on his face. 

(Y/N) know when but through it all at some point she had closed her eyes. Leaning back she sat on Bucky’s Chest. He chuckled “ that good huh” when she opened her eyes to answers him she found that he wasn’t looking at her but Steve. Said gentleman groan as his leaky cock twitched. Evidences on his stomach and the sheets, it appear that she wasn’t the only one that came.

“Shut up” Steve’s words muffled my the thong as he tugged on his restraints. 

Sitting up Bucky gave (y/n) a quick kiss before pulling her off him she crawled up the bed and sat against the headboard next to Steve. Bucky got out of the bed with one arm he pulled off his shirt “ sexy” (Y/n) whispered he smirked but said nothing. Steve and (y/n) watch as Bucky kicked off his sock and shoes  shimmed out of his pants. Stepping closer to the edge of the bed He takes (y/n)’s hands and place them on the waistbands of his boxers. Leaning forward she kissed the happy trail leading to their hidden prize. Slowly pulling them down they pulled at his ankles.

Just as she reached forward he stops her. Leaning forward he kisses her gently. Crawling on the bed he made his way to Steve. Kissing the blonde he wrapped his hand around his cock as he slowly began to pump his cock he. Laying on his stomach he kept his eyes on Steve as he licked up his cock kissing the tip.

 “Do you think you deserve this?” Steve nodded “ you think you deserve your cock in my mouth” he nodded more desperately as he watched bucky mouth his tip. 

“well if you insist”

Bucky kept his eyes on him as he slowly took his cock into his mouth.  watching as he slowly bobbed his head up and down take more and more of his cock as he went.

“he looks beautiful with your cock in his mouth” (y/n) says to Steve as she reached up running her fingers through his hair. 

Steve said something muffled by the thong in his mouth. 

“You’re doing so good” (Y/n) whispered as she ran her fingers through his hair.  She listened to him moan and whine as she watched Bucky expertly suck his cock. Listening to his moans and watching the way his abs flexed she knew he was close to his climax. Look back at him she watched as his eye rolled back and his jaw went laxed as he reached the edge 

Suddenly he started tossing his head back and hitting the headboard groaning. She looked to Bucky who was sitting up and chuckling. Crawling up Steve he pulled the thong from his mouth and kissed him, it was just a peck but it was enough to have his dick twitching. 

“Please, please, fuck please,” Steve whined letting out a mix of profanity and pleases as he squirmed underneath them. 

“so impatient. It’s alright (y/n)’s going to take care of you.” he motioned her over helping her straddle his waist. Bucky kissed her shoulder as he helped lower herself on to Steve’s cock. They both, Steve and (Y/n), let out whiny moans as they felt each other each overstimulated and already on edge again. 

“You feel so fucking good”

“How? How does she feel Steve?” 

“...warm...wet.. ugh t-tight” he moaned as he felt her walls tighten around him. “ Too good”. Steve hissed as Bucky lifted (Y/n) up with just the tip. “slow, slow” Steve hissed and (Y/n) whimpered as Bucky helped lower herself. She leaned forward on to Steve’s chest allowing Bucky to control her hips. He kisses her shoulder as he lets go of her hips allowing her to move on her own as he pulled away from her lightly. 

Although they were more engrossed with each other Steve and (Y/n) still heard a bottle opening and her hips slowed to a stopped. There was an anticipation to see who would be on the receiving end of their lover. The choice made was (Y/n). She gasped a little at the cold feeling as Bucky poured a good amount of lube on her. Steve gasped as some lube dripped on to him as well. Bucky also poured some on to his fingers. 

Abandoning the bottle on the floor Bucky slowly pushed one finger inside her (y/n). (Y/n) stayed still and held on to Steve as he pushed another finger in moving them in a scissoring motion. He did this for a minute or so before deciding she was ready enough. 

Leaning forward he reached over (Y/n) and kissed Steve then pulled back and kissed her. Pulling back he lined himself up with her “Ready?” she nodded. (Y/n) pulled Steve into a kiss as he slowly pushed into her she moaned against his lips as he did so. Steve groaned as well feeling Bucky move inside of her she suddenly became tighter. He didn’t know whether it was just her twitching around him or Bucky pushing against him, either way it felt unbelievably good. 

“Fuck” (y/n) cursed as she felt Bucky start to move. Steve moaned as well feeling the sensation.  

“I- I can’t. Fuck I can’t-” Steve whined and moaned as (Y/n) moved against him and Bucky. 

As (Y/n)’s thrust began to stutter and slow Bucky took control of her hips pulling her back on to both of them. And that’s all it took. 

Suddenly (Y/n) and Steve both were moaning uncontrollable as they both came. Steve tugged and pulled at his restraints as he came underneath them. (Y/n) clenching around him as she milked him dry before collapsing on his chest. 

As the two came down from their high Bucky made a trail of kisses down her back and on her shoulders. He then started thrusting inside of her. (y/n) whined being over sensitive the sensation had her body crawling for another orgasm she could not give. Steve was in no better position chocking on his whines as she was clenching down on him. Bucky whispered sweet praises between the two. 

“You two are doing so good for me. Taking me so well. So fucking good.” 

“I can’t” (y/n) cried out a few tears escaping. 

“It’s okay, It’s okay. Just let me, let me.” Bucky said as he pulled her up  to lean back against his chest as he thrusted into her. Looking over her shoulder and down at Steve who had been letting out little whines and whimpers. “Looks like Steve is going to cum again. Isn’t that right Steve?”

All he could so was nod as he started thrusting upwards chasing his next climax. Bucky followed the same rhythm as him both pistoling their hips into her at the same time. 

“Daddy”

And that was all they needed to hear. Suddenly both of the were spilling. Steve convulsing underneath her and  spilling inside of her once again. Some was starting to leak out. And Bucky who pulled out and finished on her back without even having to use his hand. 

Once he had caught his breath Bucky laid (Y/n) on to Steve’s chest and moved to release Steve from him restraints. Once he was released he wrapped one arm around (Y/n) and used the other to pull Bucky down into his side. 

“need to clean up” Bucky mumbled into Steve’s shoulder. He watched as (y/n) slowly dozed off on his chest too tired to move. 

“ Later” he said. Bucky kissed his shoulder. 

“Okay... later.”

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