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Bucky’s still in a daze when they get to the bathroom, his head resting on James’s cool metal shoulder.
“You doing okay there, honey?” James asks.
“I think so?” Bucky replies.
James laughs and kisses him on the head.
“You are just the sweetest little thing.”
Bucky smiles. James makes him feel nice. Safe.
“Oh, hey, you’ve got a pretty smile. Haven’t seen one of those from you, yet, but I guess it’s been a big day for you. And my Stevie’s been a little hard on you, huh?”
“Oh, well… I… was… being very cringe,” Bucky manages to say.
James laughs.
“Honey, you’re young, your job is being cringe. Hey. Let me set you down here, okay?”
James starts to put him down on the closed toilet seat but clutches him closer when Bucky winces.
“Ah!”
“Oh, right, fuck, sorry, uh…”
“I can stand…” Bucky says.
“Oh, okay.”
James puts Bucky down and gets a cloth off the sink.
“Actually, maybe a bath isn’t the best idea right now.”
He wipes off Bucky’s face and, while Bucky thinks he could probably do it himself, he lets James do it anyway. It feels nice. He looks around the ridiculous bathroom. It’s enormous. White and gold tiles line all the walls, there’s a huge bath in the corner, a separate shower, and twin marble sinks.
“What do you do, again?” Bucky asks.
James chuckles.
“If I told you that, I’d have to kill you.”
Bucky pulls a face at James and James laughs.
“I’m gonna put you in the shower, then I’m gonna put you to bed.”
“I can wash myself, you know.”
“Oh, I know.” James grins at him, turning on the shower and stepping inside.
Bucky knows he’s supposed to follow him, but can’t help but stay where he is, getting a perfect view of the naked Alpha standing under the waterfall shower.
James laughs.
“You coming in or what, honey?”
Bucky gives him a small smile and walks into the shower.
“Yeah, come here darlin’.” James wraps his arms around him and pulls him under the shower and Bucky melts against him. Something so safe about the Alpha. So nice. He sighs against James’s chest.
“Mhmm, see you don’t need an Alpha to wash and cuddle you during your heat, but it’s good for you. It’s nice.”
“Mmm,” Bucky agrees, then gasps and winces as the hot water hits his ass.
“Ah, fuck, sorry, sweetie. Let’s shuffle over a bit.” James maneuvers him backwards a step. “There we go.”
Bucky’s face burns as he remembers exactly what he asked Steve to do to him. Exactly what he told him.
James then sets about washing him, his hands big and soapy and all over him and Bucky thinks he might have died and gone to heaven. He can barely hear what James is saying to him, only that it’s sweet and reassuring. James moves his hands to Bucky’s hair, massaging his scalp and Bucky can’t help the groan he lets out.
James chuckles.
“Mmm? Good?”
“Yeah.”
“You really never had a boyfriend?”
“No,” Bucky says and cringes.
“Pretty thing like you, bet you had them lining up round the block.”
“Uh, I do get asked out a lot, I guess.”
“Yeah, I bet. You turn ‘em all down for Steve?”
Bucky groans.
“I’m not teasing you, honey. I’m just wondering. You not attracted to Alphas your own age?”
Bucky sighs as James keeps massaging his head.
“No, not really.”
“Hmm.”
“My best friend Nat hooks up with Alphas all the time… she was always telling me to get over h- it.” Bucky quickly corrects.
James laughs softly in his ear.
“It’s okay.”
Bucky shakes his head.
“It was stupid. To think that I could…”
James shrugs and pulls Bucky back under the water to wash out the conditioner.
“I dunno, seems to be working out pretty well for you.”
Bucky supposes he’s right.
“I’ll tell you something, too, I reckon if you’d have turned up to any other Alpha looking like that… they’d have taken you up on your offer, there and then.”
Bucky preens a little under the Alpha’s praise.
“You gotta be careful though, honey. You never know what Alphas are like.”
“I thought I knew what Steve was like.”
James laughs low and Bucky wonders if he’s ever heard anything sexier in his life.
“That’s exactly my point. There we go. All clean.”
“It won’t…” Bucky started then cringed and failed to finish his sentence.
“Hmm?”
“It won’t last,” Bucky forces out.
“Oh, I know, but you still need to get cleaned up now and then, honey. You feel better now, don’t you?”
“Uhuh.”
“Well, then.” James takes Bucky’s chin in his metal hand and tilts it up, leans down to kiss him, and it’s so intimate that Bucky nearly panics, until James’s lips meet his and all thoughts evaporate out of his head as the Alpha kisses him.
He’s different from Steve, still domineering, but gentle with it, sliding his tongue into his mouth in a confident, possessive way that has Bucky moaning into his mouth.
“Hey! You playing with our new toy without me?” Steve’s voice snaps Bucky out of it and he looks guiltily between James and Steve.
James laughs.
“I was just cleaning him up. We decided against the bath, after you made his poor, little ass all red.”
Steve walks behind Bucky.
“Yeah, I did,” he says and laughs. “I did a great job, it looks amazing. Let’s dry you off, darling,” it sounds more sarcastic when Steve says it but Bucky still finds himself unable to say no when Steve holds out the huge fluffy towel to him. All their stuff is just so nice .
He steps out and sighs as Steve wraps him up in it. It feels amazing against his skin. Everything usually feels so scratchy during his heat. It’s also enormous and engulfs him nearly neck to ankles. Steve gives him a rare affectionate smile.
“Well, don’t you look adorable, all wrapped up?”
“You bring the best presents home, darling,” James says from the shower.
Steve looks up and laughs, then his eyes seem to glaze over, in much the same way Bucky’s sure his did earlier. Bucky’s not even offended when he seems to completely forget Bucky’s standing there and walks straight into the shower to join his husband, pushing him up against the wall.
James laughs and reaches for Steve. They kiss, heatedly, and Bucky outright stares. The picture of the two Alphas together, kissing and stroking each other’s rapidly hardening cocks, is making him think he might have been watching the wrong kind of porn. Holy fuck. He feels slick at the tops of his thighs. For god sake. Heats are fucking ridiculous.
It occurs to him, in a moment of lucidity, that the two Alphas are very horny still, considering Bucky’s the one in heat here. It’s not like they’re in rut. He also starts to wonder, somewhere in the back of his head, why the Alphas had Omega toys on hand. Did they use them on each other? Did they regularly have Omegas join them?
He knows James keeps talking to Steve about keeping him, but he’s sure he can’t be serious. He stares at them jacking each other off. At their beautiful house. No, they can’t be serious about that.
Steve extends his arm, the one that’s not currently wrapped around his husband’s dick, out of the shower, beckoning Bucky back over without even turning his head. Bucky drops the towel and walks in.
“Aw, honey,” James says. “We were being rude ignoring you.”
“I don’t think he minded watching so much. Slick again, aren’t you?”
“I… uh… I…”
James laughs.
“Steve, don’t be cruel. You like watching us, sweetheart?”
Bucky nods.
“Y… Yeah.”
James gives Steve an ‘I told you so’ look but Bucky has no idea why.
Steve rolls his eyes and pulls Bucky in between them.
“Kneel down.”
Bucky does.
“Good Omega. Now, you wanna suck some Alpha dick before bed, honey?”
Bucky is already losing his mind kneeling in between the two Alpha’s wet thighs with their dicks in his face.
“Bucky? Answer your Alpha.” Steve pinches him on the shoulder.
“Yes, sir,” Bucky says quickly.
“Steve,” James tuts but doesn’t seem to be complaining when Steve guides James’s dick to Bucky’s mouth first. Bucky gladly accepts, sliding his lips down the Alpha’s hot length.
James moans and Steve cards his fingers through Bucky’s wet hair, pushing him down further.
“That’s it, good boy, you wanna be our little pet, you gotta act like it,” Steve says.
“Fuck, fuck, Steve… he’d be the sweetest little pet,” James says.
James pushes into Bucky’s mouth but, thankfully, Bucky has learned to expect this by now and, while it isn’t exactly easy to take the Alpha to the back of his throat, it doesn’t make him choke like it did when Steve did it to him the first time. He gulps and James groans above him, grabbing his hair. The Alphas start kissing above him and Bucky groans around James’s dick at the sight. Steve’s jerking himself off right next to Bucky’s cheek and Bucky knows he’s been fucked however many ways already, but this might be the hottest thing ever.
“How wide can you open your mouth, honey?” Steve asks.
Bucky looks up at him questioningly, his mouth full of James’s dick.
James swears.
“Stevie…”
Bucky realizes what he means when Steve’s pushing the head of his dick at Bucky’s mouth. The idea nearly makes him fall over backwards, but he opens his mouth anyway, at least willing to try.
“Oh, fuck, Bucky,” James says, petting the back of his head. “Bucky, you don’t have to, sweetheart.”
Bucky looks up at Steve’s challenging aroused eyes and opens his mouth wider.
“Ha, see? He’ll try. You’re growing on me, kiddo,” Steve says, sliding his dick against Bucky’s lips, then inside, and Bucky moans even before the Alphas do, the feel of both their dicks in his mouth making his mind spiral.
“Fuck, Bucky,” James says, clutching the back of his head hard, “that’s… uh.”
“Mmm, so good, right?” Steve says and then they’re both kissing above him and Bucky whimpers, desperately trying to take as much of their dicks in his mouth as possible.
“Mmm, good Omega,” Steve sighs as James and him come up for air.
Bucky gives up trying not to preen and lets the praise soak in. Steve pulls his dick out of Bucky’s mouth, but keeps moving him back and forth, Steve’s dick, then James’s, the hot water pouring down on Bucky’s face.
“You’re being so good, perfectly happy in your place down there, aren’t you? Not even getting impatient wanting to be fucked,” Steve says, petting the back of Bucky’s hair.
“We could keep him, Stevie,” James whispers in his ear, though Bucky’s sure James can’t be under the illusion that Bucky can’t hear him.
“James,” Steve laughs. “Stop it. Just enjoy it. In fact, come up here, Buck.”
Steve pulls him up and their hands are all over him, the solid chests pushing up against him from either side, and Bucky is in heaven.
“Your turn first,” Steve winks at James and there’s something about Steve and James flirting with each other that’s turning Bucky on like crazy. He’s never even thought about two alphas together being sexy and now…
“Mmm, lucky, aren’t I, honey?” James says, as he feels in between Bucky’s legs.
“Oh!” Bucky sags forward onto Steve’s chest.
Steve pets the back of his head.
“Bucky’s the lucky one here, aren’t you, Bucky?”
“Yeah, yeah, I… oh, god!” he groans as James replaces his fingers with the head of his dick and pushes. “Oh!”
“Mmm, fuck, that’s good, that’s so good, baby. Ass feels so fucking good around my dick.”
Steve moans and holds onto Bucky’s hip.
“Fuck, yeah, he feel good, James? Fuck him harder, come on, I wanna see you lose control again.”
Bucky shivers with anticipation.
“Oh, but our poor baby. Thought we were gonna go to bed and let this sweet thing rest?” James says.
“Yeah, we are, but he can have a good fuck first. It’ll settle him.”
James huffs a laugh, like he thinks Steve is full of shit, but starts fucking Bucky hard and fast anyway.
“Oh, fuck! Ah! Ah! Ah!” Bucky cries out with every thrust, it’s such a lot after everything they’ve done, but he can’t pull away, Steve and James have him held so tight, and he’s not sure he’d want to, anyway.
“Ohh, is that intense, honey?” Steve purrs mockingly in his ear. “He’s so big, huh? Gonna wreck your pretty, little ass.”
Bucky’s eyes roll back into his head at Steve’s words.
“Yes, fuck! Yes, please!”
“Mmm, yeah, you like that, don’t you? Like getting railed by my husband’s big dick. Gonna stretch out that virgin, little rim of yours, til we can just slide right in whenever we want.”
Bucky whines, Steve’s words making his brain short circuit.
“Fuck, yes, you want that, honey?” James growls in his ear.
“Yes, fuck, ah! Yes! Fuck!”
“Wanna be our little toy, just ready to get fucked whenever we want it?” Steve purrs in his ear, holding Bucky’s hips tight as James hammers into him from behind.
Bucky’s head spins at Steve’s words, at James’s dick pounding at his prostate, driving him out of his mind.
“Yes! Yes! Oh, my God, sir. Sir, can I come?”
“Yeah, come for me Omega,” James growls in Bucky’s ear, his voice lower than normal.
His mouth moves back to Bucky’s neck and Steve laughs, slides his hand up and over Bucky’s neck to cover his gland.
Both Bucky and James make unimpressed noises at him.
“Fucking animals, the both of you,” Steve tuts, but Bucky notes he doesn’t sound particularly disappointed.
“Mmm, fuck, just have to mark you up some other way, huh, pretty thing?”
Bucky tries not to swoon in James’s arms and Steve smirks at him.
“Gonna come inside you, instead,” James growls in his ear, “then Steve’s gonna do it, too, til it’s all dripping out of you, honey.”
Bucky groans.
“Fuck.”
James moves faster again, grunting in Bucky’s ear til the hand James has on his hip tightens and he moans loud in his ear.
“God, baby, that’s so hot,” Steve groans as James comes inside Bucky.
James keeps trying to bite Bucky but Steve swats the back of his head.
“No.”
James huffs, then sighs out a laugh, pulling back from Bucky and whirling him round to face him.
“Hey, angel.”
Bucky’s about to reply when Steve grabs his hips and slides right back into him.
“Uh!”
“Fuck, I can feel your come dripping out of him,” Steve groans, “feels so good.” He kisses Bucky on the neck.
“Alpha,” Bucky groans, letting James take his weight as Steve fucks him from behind.
James cups Bucky’s face, looking down at him adoringly as Bucky cries out with every thrust from Steve. He’s just so big. They both are. He feels like he’s gonna feel it in his throat the way they’re going and it’s just so good .
“Look at you,” James sighs, “you’re just such a good boy.”
Bucky shudders, James’s words doing something to him, and he gasps as Steve changes the angle and his dick starts hammering against Bucky’s prostate.
“Fuuuck,” Bucky moans.
Steve chuckles in his ear.
“Yeah, that’s it, you are such a good boy,” Steve says with a laugh, “gonna come inside your pretty, little ass, honey, gonna make you take my knot again, sweetheart. You ready?”
Bucky groans. He knows he’s not ready. He’s not sure if it’s possible to be ready.
“Hey, answer me,” Steve swats his ass.
“Yes, yes, Alpha, please,” Bucky says quickly.
“’s better,” Steve grumbles in his ear, “yeah, fuck, that’s it, gonna fill you up, honey.”
Bucky yelps as Steve starts pushing his knot in.
“It’s okay, honey,” James soothes him, stroking his thumb down his cheek, “you’ve got this.”
“Oh, god!” Bucky yells as it finally pushes in and he feels his eyes roll back, feels himself go slack.
“Fuck, yes, that’s it, you little slut, take it, take my knot,” Steve hisses in his ear and Bucky whimpers.
James lips are on his then, kissing him and groaning in his mouth as Steve comes inside him. Steve drags his teeth over Bucky’s glands as he comes and Bucky yelps, then squeals as Steve wraps his hand around Bucky’s dick and starts pumping.
“Ah! Oh, my god… I can’t…”
“Mmm, disagree,” Steve says, “Alpha knows best, honey, come on, nice and hard, I’d like a scream, if you’ve got one in you.”
Bucky whines. He feels completely wrung out, weak, his body exhausted from the heat, from the orgasms, stretching around Steve’s knot, trembling under the two pairs of hands that are roaming over his body, pumping his dick.
“Come on, sweetie,” James purrs in his ear, “one more, and we can go to bed.”
James’s hands move up to Bucky’s chest as he kisses him and he starts playing with Bucky’s nipples, rolling them and pinching him in between his fingers, and Bucky whimpers at the onslaught of sensation on his hypersensitive body.
“I… oh, my god,” he sobs, feeling his body start to tense up again, an orgasm building that he’s not sure he’s gonna survive.
Both the Alphas make approving noises, petting him, kissing him, pumping his dick, playing with his nipples, stroking his hair, licking and sucking at his glands. His eyes have closed, he has no idea whose hands are where, whose mouth is where, just that they’re telling him he’s such a good boy.
“That’s it, that’s it, honey, nice and hard for us, baby.”
Steve’s knot inside him starts pushing harder on his prostate, and then there’s a mouth on his dick and Bucky screams.
“Yeahhh, fuck,” Steve groans in Bucky’s ear as Bucky comes so hard, heart beating so fast in his chest, he’s not sure he’s gonna make it.
“Oh, my god,” Bucky sobs.
Steve holds him up, strong and secure while James sucks him through the aftershocks, and Bucky goes completely limp in his arms.
“Mmm, you did so good, baby,” James coos in his ear.
It’s the last thing he hears, the world going fuzzy, until he comes back to earth, lying in the Alphas’ enormous bed. Steve is pressed up against his back, his knot still half hard inside Bucky.
“Still alive?” Steve asks him dryly.
“Yeah,” Bucky says, his tongue feels heavy in his mouth.
“Hey, honey,” James beams at him when he comes back from the bathroom. “How you feeling?”
“Um…” Bucky says, trying to form a sentence and failing.
Steve laughs.
“He’s fine, just all fucked out, aren’t you, honey? You’ll sleep well tonight.”
“Mmm,” Bucky agrees.
James gets into the bed and pulls the duvet up over the three of them and Bucky blinks. Sleeping with them in their bed, when they’re a couple, is that weird? He feels like an intruder, yet neither of them say anything to indicate that it’s not okay. That they find it weird.
Steve and Bucky are lying on their sides, James moves across the bed so he’s facing Bucky, snuggles up to Bucky, his arm across both Bucky and Steve’s hips.
Steve turns the light off.
“Night, honey,” James yawns.
“Goodnight, gorgeous,” Steve says back, and Bucky’s pretty sure James passes straight out. Bucky blinks, trapped between the two Alphas.
“Go to sleep, Buck,” Steve murmurs in his ear. “And, don’t fidget.”
Steve falls asleep soon after. Bucky’s exhausted, it doesn’t take him long to fall asleep, but for the five minutes that it does, he lies there wondering what the fuck just happened or how he is lying in this couple’s bed.
*
Bucky’s woken from his deep sleep by being dragged across the bed. He forgets where he is for a second and yelps. It’s caught by Steve’s hand over his face.
“Shh, don’t wake up James, honey.”
It all comes rushing back to Bucky rapidly and he gasps, Steve’s huge, heavy body on top of his bringing back his heightened arousal immediately.
“Yeah, there you go.”
Bucky still makes an indignant squeak against Steve’s hand as Steve’s dick presses up against his hole with no prep or warning whatsoever. He tries to wriggle, but finds himself completely pinned down by Steve’s weight, held face down on the bed. It’s still dark, but Bucky has no idea what time it is.
“I said quiet, brat. Keep still,” Steve whispers harshly and Bucky has a full body shiver. “James doesn’t sleep well and I won’t have you waking him up.”
Bucky tries to splutter a protest that Steve’s the one that woke Bucky up in the first place for this but quickly gives up when Steve’s hand tightens over his mouth.
“Don’t worry, honey, you’re so slick, I’m just gonna slide right in here.”
Bucky groans and his eyes roll back in his head as Steve starts to push inside him. It’s not the easy slide Steve promised, Steve grunting and thrusting in and out multiple times, getting Bucky to stretch for him, making space.
Bucky whimpers underneath him, still sensitive from all the fucking he’s gotten so far.
“Relax, baby, relax, let me in, you little tease, know you want it, honey,” Steve whispers in his ear and Bucky shivers at Steve’s words.
It feels so good, so much, so fucking big still, somehow, Bucky’s sure he should be getting used to it, but Steve’s dick still blows his mind, fucking into him and grazing over that spot. He gasps.
“Yeah? There?”
Bucky nods furiously. Steve chuckles dark in his ear.
“Now, Bucky, if I fuck you right there, you gonna be able to keep quiet?”
Bucky nods, though he has a feeling that’s not true. He’ll try, though.
“You’d better.” Steve holds his hips firmly and starts fucking into him, hard and right on that spot and Bucky grips the sheets tightly, bites his lip to stop himself squealing because holy fuck .
“Yeah, that’s it, isn’t it? Good boy. Take that dick for me, honey, take it so good, gonna ruin this pretty, little ass, honey, make you come so hard you’re gonna come weeping into these sheets, Omega.”
Steve keeps fucking him with brutal efficiency, right on that spot, til Bucky’s starting to lose his fucking mind, mumbling incoherently against Steve’s hand. Steve’s got both Bucky’s hands pinned under his spare hand, the other still clamped over Bucky’s face, and Bucky is losing his mind. It feels so good, he feels so owned. Steve’s beard brushes against Bucky’s neck. When his lips find Bucky’s gland, Bucky loses his mind completely, desperately trying to grind his dick into the bed.
“Desperate, little slut, look at you. You gonna come, honey? Come nice and hard for me? You can… but I’m not that close, yet, and I’m just gonna keep using your little body til I’m done, so just bear that in mind.”
Bucky squeals against Steve’s hand, no idea how James is still asleep.
“Yeah, come on, that’s it, come nice and hard for me.”
Bucky shoves his dick down into the mattress and comes hard, yelling against Steve’s hand as his whole body convulses, pleasure nearly drowning him, and Steve mutters his encouragement into Bucky’s ear.
“Mmm. Good. That’s my good Omega. You wanna be my good Omega?”
Bucky nods furiously and Steve laughs.
“Yeah, I know you do. So, you just keep still and take it, honey.”
It’s not like Bucky can do anything else as Steve pins him down to the bed with his upper body and drills into him with his dick.
“Mmm, good boy, fuck, yeah, gonna fuck you so good, knot you up again, honey,” he mutters in his ear.
Bucky shudders then pushes his face into the mattress to muffle the moan as Steve’s knot pushes inside him. God. It’s so perfect. So good. So big. He shudders as he starts coming.
“Ah, god, are you coming again? You greedy, little boy.”
Bucky whimpers as the orgasm shakes his body.
“Mmm, that’s it, squeeze me, honey, feels so good, I’m gonna… ah!”
Steve collapses on top of him.
“I lied to you, honey,” Steve says.
“Uh?” is all Bucky can manage.
“James could sleep through a hurricane,” Steve says, then laughs in Bucky’s ear.
Bucky looks over at James who is still completely passed out on his side of the bed.
Bucky huffs and rolls his eyes. Steve pulls them both back to the top of the bed and cleans them up, but Bucky knows the second Steve’s knot goes down, he’s gonna end up messy again. Bucky is starting to realize that sex is kind of gross.
“It’s way too early,” Steve says. Bucky looks over to the digital clock on Bucky’s side of the bed that reads 0349am. “Go to sleep.”
“You’re the one that woke me up!” Bucky whispers, stupidly.
“No, darling,” Steve drawls sarcastically. “You woke me up, your heat scent was getting strong, again, I’m surprised it didn’t wake James up, too.”
“Oh… sorry,” Bucky says.
“That’s alright, honey, it’s really no hardship knotting your pretty, little ass.”
Bucky blushes.
“Could get used to fucking a pretty thing like you, honey.”
Bucky’s confused, this hasn’t been how Steve has been talking to him, at all.
“Shame about my husband, huh, honey?”
Bucky frowns.
“What?”
“Well, if it weren’t for him, maybe we could be together,” Steve whispers in Bucky’s ear. “Wasn’t that what you wanted?”
“Well… yeah… but, that was before I knew you were married!”
Steve can’t possibly be suggesting that Steve leaves James for him, they were completely in love.
“Yeah, well, now you know that I am. If I said I’d leave him for you, would you want that?”
“No!” Bucky says, because what kind of monster would want that? Steve and James were painfully cute and perfect together.
“Why not?”
“Because I’m not a home wrecker and you two are sickeningly cute? But, you don’t want that, why are you asking me this?”
Steve laughs low in his ear.
“You’re right, I don’t.”
“So, why ask?!”
Steve laughs again.
“Just checking. Go to sleep.”
Bucky shakes his head.
“You’re fucked in the head.”
Steve snorted in Bucky’s ear.
“Yeah, and what? Go to sleep, angel,” he says sarcastically.
Bucky rolls his eyes but shuts up, closing his eyes and wondering what the hell he was getting himself into here.
*
Anxiety wakes Bucky, a weird under-the-skin feeling he can’t place. Something is wrong . His eyes are still closed, but he remembers where he is this time, in Steve and James’s ridiculously comfy bed. Heat agitation is under his skin as well, he knows that one well, his body desperate to get off, to be filled, but the anxiety, the unease, is new.
Something’s wrong. He hears Steve and James arguing from the bathroom. The door’s open and he can hear them clearly. He can’t see them, all he can see is the bathroom door.
“James, you’re being completely ridiculous.”
“I’m not! We’ve been trying to find someone for years, Steve. Literal years. No one has ever fit with us like this. So easy.”
“Yeah, for sex, what you’re suggesting is…”
“I need this Steve.”
“And, you can have it. We can invite him over whenever you want, I’m sure he’ll come running the second we call. God knows he’s eager.”
They’re quiet, and the combination of both Alphas’ distress is so thick in the air, Bucky can almost feel it, nevermind scent it.
“I… I think I need more than that, Steve.”
There’s a terrifying silence and Bucky seriously considers getting dressed and running out of the house, heat satisfaction be damned.
“You always said that we were enough for each other, even without an Omega,” Steve says.
There’s another horrendous silence that really would make Bucky run, if he wasn’t so terrified of being heard and the Alphas realizing that he’s awake. Nevermind awake and horny as hell, which seems deeply inappropriate in this moment. Fuck. What has he done?
“I know, and I always thought we were, but… I think we’ve been missing something.”
More horrific silence.
“James, he’s 18 years old.”
“I know, and he’s perfect.”
Bucky has to keep a strong hold on himself not to make a noise at that.
“He’s my student. That makes him not perfect.”
“You said he wasn’t your student anymore.”
“I mean, not really, but he’s still a student of the university.”
“So what? We wouldn’t have to tell anyone.”
“Are you kidding? People would find out, I could lose my job.”
“I mean it’s not like it brings all that much money in.”
Bucky knows James said it before, but last time, he seemed to be joking. Not so much now.
“James!”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to… I know your job’s important to you, I just feel…”
“You. Are losing the plot. The hormones are going to your head. You would never say that to me.” Steve’s voice is flat and cold and Bucky is freaking out.
“Fuck,” James says, and suddenly they’re both in the doorway, naked, looking over at Bucky, and Bucky can’t cope with this anymore.
“I’m… I’m gonna go,” he says, sitting up, and realizing that his thighs are covered in dry goddamn spunk.
“Honey,” James’s voice is soft. He’s by the bed faster than Bucky can get out of it, putting his hand on Bucky’s cheek. “It’s okay, don’t be upset, I…” he looks down at Bucky’s messy thighs, looks over at Steve with a raised eyebrow. “Did you fuck him again after I went to sleep?!”
“Yeah, I did, cos he was having another heat spike in the night and you were passed out so hard, you didn’t even realize.”
James smiles at Steve.
“Aw.”
Steve shakes his head at him.
“I need a coffee,” Steve says.
“I can make coffee!” Bucky says quickly, trying to get up and remove himself from the situation.
James puts his metal hand on Bucky’s chest and pushes him back down onto the bed.
“No. You need taking care of.”
Arousal floods Bucky so acutely, he nearly moans. The only thing that stops him is the look on Steve’s face.
“I guess I’m making the coffee, then,” Steve says.
“Steve,” James says, “come on.”
“What? Take care of your pet, and I’ll put the coffee on.”
“He’s our pet, Steve.”
Bucky squirms, the awkwardness and arousal thoroughly confusing his body.
“Look, you’re upsetting him.”
Steve rolls his eyes.
“I… I can put the coffee on,” Bucky says weakly.
Steve huffs a laugh.
“Honey, if you tried to make coffee right now, you’d probably end up slipping in your own slick and scalding yourself. Let James take care of you, I’ll come back up with the coffee,” he says, “Okay?” he says to James.
“Okay.”
Steve walks out the room and James sighs.
“Don’t, don’t do this,” Bucky says.
“Hmm?” James asks, scooping Bucky up off the bed and taking him to the bathroom.
“No, I, I’m fine, honestly, please, I don’t wanna do this.”
“You don’t wanna do what?” James asks, frowning, putting Bucky upright back on the bathroom floor.
“Ruin your marriage?” Bucky asks, desperately grasping at words when his brain is rapidly falling away into heat delirium.
James smiles and Bucky.
“You’re so sweet, honey, you’re not going to ruin our marriage, and you need taking care of right now, baby.”
“Please, you’re so happy, I don’t want to ruin it, I…”
“You’re not ruining anything.” James puts Bucky under the shower and starts washing him.
Bucky groans as James’s hands move over his skin, so lovingly, adoringly, and he’s losing his grip on his sensible brain.
“Mmm, so pretty, honey, I’m gonna make you feel so good,” he mutters in Bucky’s ear.
Bucky whimpers.
“Don’t you worry about me and Steve, that’s for us to sort out. And he’s not gonna leave me, he loves me, and he loves my dick way too much.”
This jolts Bucky out of his heat daze for a second.
“You fuck him?” Bucky asks in a scandalous whisper.
James laughs out loud.
“Yeah, I fuck him. And, I’ll tell you something else, he fucking loves it,” James whispers back in Bucky’s ear.
“But, he’s an Alpha.”
James laughs again.
“Oh, honey. What do you think same designation couples do? Just jerk each other off?”
“But why does he like it?”
“Oh,” James laughs. “You’d have to ask him that. But I imagine it’s something to do with the bundle of nerves just inside his asshole, honey.”
“But he doesn’t get wet…”
“No,” James laughs, washing Bucky’s hair and then starting to pull Bucky back on his dick without warning.
“Oh, fuck!”
“Mmm, yeah, good boy. You wanna be my little pet, Bucky?”
Bucky makes a strangled noise.
“He doesn’t get wet like you do, you’re right,” James says, “but that’s what lube’s for. Fuck, baby, feel so good, my good, little Omega.”
“But I don’t… I don’t wanna ruin…”
“Does Steve seem particularly reluctant to fuck you, honey?”
“… no?”
“Did he act like it was real hardship, dicking you down in the middle of the night?”
“No,” Bucky says, shivering at the memory.
“He wasn’t too rough with you, was he?”
“Uh…”
James tuts.
“But I… it was good,” Bucky manages.
“Yeah? Hmm. Well, sounds like you’re just what he needs, as well. He loves submissive Omegas he can make cry on his dick, you’ve surely got that by now?”
Bucky just moans as James starts to fuck him, his head flopping back on James’s shoulder.
“But he… didn’t want…”
“I know, but that’s okay, we’re adults, honey, and maybe I am getting a bit carried away, but… mmm fuck, you feel so good, baby.”
“He’s mad.”
“And we’ll talk it out. You don’t break up just cos you have one little disagreement, baby, fuck, hang on, wanna pick you up, sweetheart.”
Bucky is whirled around and picked up and James pushes back into him, wrapping Bucky’s legs around his waist.
“Holy fuck,” Bucky moans.
“Yeah? Like that?”
Bucky loses all his words as James starts bouncing him up and down on his dick.
James grins at him, looking thoroughly pleased with himself at whatever he’s seeing on Bucky’s face. Bucky smells coffee and panics for a second because that means Steve’s come back up. Steve and James are going to start arguing again.
“Fuck,” he hears Steve say behind him.
Thankfully all Bucky scents from him is arousal.
“Wanna share?” James asks him.
“Mmhm,” Steve says, coming up behind Bucky and kissing his neck.
Bucky whimpers, his head dropping back on Steve’s shoulder.
“Feeling better, darling?” Steve asks, biting the shell of Bucky’s ear lightly.
“Y… yes, Alpha,” Bucky forces out. He knows Steve will want an answer.
“Good. Can’t have our Omega going unsatisfied, can we?”
Bucky shivers. Steve’s tone always has the slightest hint of a threat to it, even when he’s saying something sweet.
“Wouldn’t want you feeling empty.”
Bucky gasps as he feels Steve’s fingers circling around his asshole.
“Hm, you’re not even that tight around James’s dick, are you?”
“Uh?” Bucky asks cluelessly.
“Steve,” James says, giving Steve a look over Bucky’s shoulder.
“What?” Steve says innocently and Bucky gasps as Steve’s finger slides inside next to James’s dick.
“Oh!” Bucky gasps in surprise. “What are you doing?”
“Shh, don’t worry about it, honey.”
James splutters a laugh in between groaning as he keeps moving Bucky back and forth on his dick.
“ Steve . Don’t you stick your dick in our baby when I’m already fucking him.”
Bucky blinks. What?
“Why not?”
“Because he’s so little,” James says.
“It’s good for him to get a bit of a stretch in his heat, isn’t it, honey?”
“Uh?”
Steve laughs, slides another finger inside him.
“Ohh,” Bucky moans. It feels weird, a little uncomfortable, but good. Full.
“You like being full, honey?” Steve asks him.
“Yes, sir,” Bucky slurs.
Steve starts kissing his neck, sucking on his glands, and Bucky moans, going completely slack in their grip.
“Let’s take him back to the bedroom,” Steve says.
“Mmm, okay,” James agrees and he carries Bucky back to the room.
James lies down on his back, keeping Bucky impaled on his dick and licking at his glands. Bucky moans, slack against James’s body as he fucks him back and forth.
“God, you two,” Steve sighs behind them. “So hot together.”
He kneels on either side of them both and runs his hands up Bucky’s thighs. Bucky shivers.
“You feel nice and full, Bucky?” Steve asks.
“I… yeah?” Bucky asks dumbly, words failing to come easily.
“You wanna feel fuller?”
“Mm?” Bucky agrees, not really understanding what Steve means, but thinking, surely, that sounds good.
“Stevie,” James says, “be careful.”
“I will,” Steve says, in that bored tone like James has been asking him to fold the laundry for days.
Bucky gasps as Steve slides in a finger inside him alongside James’s dick.
“Oh!”
“Mmm, I think you like it, honey, like being filled, don’t you?”
“Yeah,” Bucky agrees dopily, it does feel nice, whatever they’re doing, they’re all around him, their deep Alpha voices, their scents, hands, mouths, the way they’re filling him up, so good.
They’re telling him he’s good, so good, and then one of them starts licking at his glands, nipping at him and Bucky yelps, his whole body shuddering.
“God, baby, so gorgeous.”
“Watch your teeth, honey.”
“I am!”
Steve chuckles in Bucky’s ear, runs his beard over Bucky’s glands and Bucky gasps.
“Don’t worry, darling,” Steve says, “I’ll make sure my animal of a husband doesn’t mate you.”
Bucky can barely process anything he’s saying, he feels so full, so stretched so good, and then…Steve’s fingers are gone and his dick is pushing at him and Bucky doesn’t even try to resist. He wants to be good for his Alphas.
“Oh, fuck, oh… shit, Buck, you little slut, look at you taking that.”
“Oh! Oh… fuck.” Bucky’s eyes are wide as he stares at James. “Oh, my God.”
“Baby, are you okay?” James asks him in a strangled voice.
Bucky blinks at him.
“Uh?”
“Steve, stop, Bucky, look at me, sweetie.”
The cool contrast of James’s hand on Bucky’s face focuses him a little. He looks at James’s grey eyes.
“Huh?”
James smiles at him.
“How are you feeling, honey?”
Bucky tries to assess.
“Good.”
“Does it hurt?” James asks.
Bucky tries to work it out. It feels like thinking through thick fog.
“No… I don’t think so?”
“Fantastic, could you pretend it does, like, just a bit?” Steve asks.
“Oh, my god, Steve. Shut up,” James says.
“Can I carry on now?” Steve sighs.
“Yes, darling,” James drawls.
Steve starts to move again and Bucky’s mind dissolves back into that delicious fog.
“Ohhh, god,” Bucky sighs, his head falling forward onto James’s shoulder.
“Yeah? Good, baby?”
“Mmm, yeah,” Bucky says, then gets confused about what Steve said earlier. Wasn’t he supposed to say that it hurt? He can’t straighten it out in his head, so doesn’t bother trying, just lets his weight drop on James and let the blissful daze take over his mind. It’s euphoric, the scent of the Alphas, their dicks inside him, stretching him, filling him so full, their words in his ears, hands all over him, so amazing, so perfect.
“Steve, please,” he hears James say, broken and almost painful.
“You wanna bite something? Bite his shoulder, honey, I’m sure he’ll look beautiful all marked up.”
Bucky moans loud as James’s teeth sink into his shoulder.
“Oh!” Bucky gasps as he feels James coming inside him, pulling him down onto him and Steve hard.
“Gonna come, too, you little slut?” Steve says in his ear and Bucky’s gone, coming hard and dropping down limp on top of James.
“Fuck,” James mutters, panting his breath back and running his hand through Bucky’s hair.
Steve leans over Bucky’s shoulder and kisses James, hard and rough and Bucky shudders watching it. Watching two people kiss really shouldn’t be that hot, and yet.
They break apart and James looks to Bucky quickly.
“You okay, honey?”
“He’s fine, aren’t you, Bucky?”
“Uhuh,” Bucky says, wondering if he ever felt better in his whole life than sandwiched in between these two Alphas.
Steve laughs in his ear. They both pull back and Bucky gasps at how weird it feels, how empty he feels when they pull out.
“Don’t worry, honey, gonna fill you right back up in a sec. I got a proposition for you, though,” Steve tells him.
“Oh?” Bucky asks.
“Yeah, come on, let’s clean you up a bit.”
Bucky lets them both clean him up, then Steve half leads, half carries him back into the bedroom and he lays him down on the only clean bit left on the bed. James follows them, looking completely fucked out, his long hair rumpled and gorgeous.
“What are you up to?” James asks, taking his coffee where Steve’s left it on his bedside table.
“Playing with our puppy,” Steve drawls, standing over Bucky.
He’s not even doing anything, but the way he’s standing over Bucky, looking down at him like he’s something to be used, melts Bucky’s brain.
James grins at him.
“Yeah?” James asks.
“Yeah, you wanna play a game, pup?” Steve asks.
Bucky looks up at him and instantly agrees. Something in the back of his head, his last thread of rationality maybe, screams at him, but he ignores it.
“Yeah.”
Steve grins at him and Bucky resists the urge to back up the bed a bit.
“Okay, get comfy, sweetheart,” Steve says, but the endearment has a bite to it that makes Bucky nervous. He feels a little better that James is standing right next to the bed, leaning back against the wall, coffee mug in hand, watching Steve like a hawk.
Steve kneels on the bed and crawls towards Bucky, stopping in between his legs.
“So, you know we played a little game yesterday where we spanked you?”
Bucky flushes bright red, but nods.
“That was your little fantasy, right?” Steve says, looking at him hard.
Bucky’s cheeks feel like they’re gonna set on fire.
“Uhuh.”
“Well, you wanna help me with one of my little fantasies?”
“Okay?” Bucky says, tentatively.
“Here’s what I wanna do: I wanna suck your cute little dick, I wanna fuck you with my fingers, wanna fuck you with a vibrator, I wanna play with you and I want you to beg me to stop, to tell me it’s too much, tell me no.”
Bucky blinks.
“Okay?” that does not sound like any kind of hardship. “But, you won’t?”
“No, I’m not gonna stop. Not unless you say red, okay?”
Bucky thinks about it.
“Okay.”
“Steve,” James says warningly.
“What? He gets it. Not too much for you, is it, honey?”
Bucky frowns, unsure whether they’re already playing it or not.
“No?” Bucky tries. “Yes?”
Steve laughs.
“See, kid’s already getting it. You that worried, why don’t you sit behind him, you can hold his arms down.”
Bucky squirms, apparently his body likes the sound of this. Weird.
James looks him up and down, considering. He can likely scent how aroused Bucky is, but he still looks wary. He takes Bucky’s chin in his metal hand and turns him to look at him.
“You sure you’re okay, honey?”
Bucky nods. It seems a little weird, but if Steve made his fantasy real, why shouldn’t he do that for Steve?
“Okay, sit forward a sec, then, sweetheart.”
Bucky shuffles forward and James moves to sit up against the headboard behind him. He pulls Bucky back to sit against his chest, James’s thighs bracketing his and, shit, does that feel good. It also means that James has perfect access to Bucky’s neck glands and brushes his lips against them. Bucky shudders.
“Yeah, you’re really hating this, aren’t you? Both of you,” Steve says, smirking at them. “Spread his legs for me, baby.”
James shifts Bucky around in between his legs, pulling Bucky’s thighs apart and up so Steve has perfect access to his ass and his dick. Bucky gulps.
“I wanna tie his hands, you’ll be holding his legs.”
“Throw me some cuffs, then,” James replies and Bucky watches with trepidation and ever building arousal as Steve grabs some leather cuffs from under the bed and tosses them to James.
“They’re a bit big for your little wrists,” James considers, “but if you don’t wiggle too much, I think we’ll be fine.”
Bucky has no idea if he’s supposed to respond or not. James does the cuffs up around Bucky’s wrists, clipping them behind his back and Bucky feels… weird.
“There we go,” James says, letting go of Bucky’s wrists and moving his hands back to his thighs, sliding them up, and Bucky makes a very undignified noise.
“Yeah, you like that, honey?” Steve purrs, sliding in between his legs, his hands joining James’s on his thighs and Bucky squeaks. Steve kisses and bites his way up Bucky’s neck.
“Fuck,” he gasps as Steve pushes his legs apart further.
“I’m gonna wreck you, sweetie,” Steve says in his ear, “you think you just got fucked hard right now? Got stretched? Thought it was intense?”
Bucky is already forgetting to find words.
“Yes, sir?”
Steve chuckles low.
“Well, honey, I’m gonna give you a whole new meaning of the word, sweetheart.”
Bucky tries not to squeal as Steve easily slides two fingers inside him, then another.
“And James is gonna make sure you behave, okay?”
“Fuck.”
Steve slaps his legs.
“Yes, sir,” Bucky says quickly. Is this Steve’s fantasy or his? Bucky is quickly forgetting.
“Holy shit, Stevie, look at him.”
“I know.” Steve grins at James over Bucky’s shoulder. “Perfect pet, aren’t you?”
“Yes, sir,” Bucky says quickly and Steve smirks at him.
“Okay, puppy, let’s get started.”
Steve pushes another finger inside him and Bucky groans, wondering at what point Steve wants him to start pretending to protest.
“Yeah, feel a little full, a little much?” Steve’s eyes burn into Bucky’s.
“Yes, sir, it’s… a lot.”
Steve curls his fingers and Bucky shrieks. He’s so sensitive after everything they’ve done.
“Oh, god, sir, I…” he feels like he might as well give it a go. “I don’t know if I can.”
Steve’s eyes darken and Bucky’s dick jumps.
“You can, honey, and you’re gonna, cos Alpha says so, you got that?”
Bucky’s dick throbs and he’s sure he’s gushing slick all over Steve’s wrist.
“Uh… yes, sir.”
Steve leans down and slides Bucky’s dick into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” Bucky’s eyelids flutter, the sensation of Steve’s hot mouth on his dick making him feel floppy, his head dropping back against James’s shoulder. “Steve.”
James moans quietly behind him and Steve looks up at him, Bucky’s dick still in his mouth, and smirks at him.
Bucky remembers what he’s actually meant to be doing.
“Alpha,” he twists in their grip, “Alpha, I can’t, it’s too much, I, ah!” he squeals as Steve pushes his fingers in hard and slaps him on the leg.
“Be quiet, you ungrateful little brat,” Steve growls at him and Bucky tries not to just squirt all over Steve’s fingers.
“No, fuck, please,” Bucky whines, tossing side to side and trying to get out of James’s grip but he’s holding him so tight, the cuffs are holding his wrists tight and there’s no give and Bucky can’t escape, he’s trapped.
The thought makes him gasp, the feeling like he’s just slipped, the adrenaline, like a shock all the way through his body and Steve moves over him, holding Bucky by the throat. It’s light, not too hard, but it’s not the biggest stretch of the imagination to imagine it is.
“Yeah, you getting the picture here, kid?” Steve growls in his ear. “We’ve got you, and you’re taking whatever you’re given.”
Bucky whimpers, trying not to just bear himself to Steve and beg him to fuck him. Wants to give Steve his fantasy. It’s not helped by James moaning in his other ear and sucking on his glands.
“Alpha, please,” he makes his eyes big. “I just…” He tries to think of something good to say that’ll push Steve’s buttons. He sniffles. “I just wanna go home.”
Steve groans loud in his ear and James stifles a laugh behind him.
“Fuck, don’t give me that shit, you little tease, think I can’t see your hard little dick, scent how fucking wet you are? Fucking desperate for it, you little slut.”
“No, no, please, don’t… it’s too much.”
Steve laughs derisively in his ear.
“Yeah, you think that’s too much? I’ll show you what too much is, kid.”
Bucky stares as Steve reaches down the side of the bed and pulls out what Bucky guesses is a vibrator. It’s long and thick. Bucky stares at it, then remembers he’s supposed to be resisting and not spreading his legs.
“Fuck, no, you can’t put that inside me, it won’t fit!”
“Gonna make it fit. Then I’m gonna leave it in you and fuck your little spot with it until you’re crying, honey.”
Bucky moans, he can’t help it.
Steve grins at him.
“Yeah, I knew you wanted it.” He pushes the head of the vibrator inside and Bucky tries to pull away again, until they both hold him down and they’re both so fucking strong, completely immobilizing him.
Another wave of arousal passes over him so strong Bucky completely forgets he’s meant to be resisting.
“Yeah, that what it takes to shut you up, you little brat?”
Bucky shudders, staring up at Steve’s cruel expression helplessly.
“Just needed some dick in you, huh? All you Omegas need.”
“Tell him to get off you,” James whispers in his other ear.
Bucky forgets what he’s talking about for a second then remembers. Whoops.
“Get off me,” Bucky tries to thrash, “don’t, I don’t want it.”
“Like hell,” Steve laughs, turning the vibrator on.
“Oh, fuck .” Bucky’s eyes go wide.
James chuckles in his ear.
“Oh, honey, you never felt one like that before, huh?” James asks.
“Poor little thing doesn’t even know what he’s saying no to, then, does he?” Steve drawls.
The vibrations are way more intense than the plug they were using yesterday. They seem to be going to Bucky’s very core, jolting his whole body, and then Steve pushes it in a few more inches, pushing against that spot and –
“Ah! Fuck!” Bucky screams.
Steve laughs in his ear.
“See. Alpha knows best, honey,” he says, tracing his thumb down Bucky’s cheek.
“No, no, please, it’s so…” Bucky tries, but as Steve starts stroking it again and again against that spot, he finds words rapidly leaving him.
“Shh, you just be quiet now, let Alpha take care of his dumb, little Omega.”
Bucky sobs out a moan as Steve starts stroking his dick.
“I c… I can’t,” he pants.
“Oh, baby, don’t you wanna be good for your Alphas?” James coos in his ear.
“He’d better be good, cos naughty boys get their punishments, don’t they, honey?”
Bucky’s eyes go wide, shuddering again, and Bucky wonders if there’s something wrong with him that he’s almost as aroused by this as Steve is.
“Sorry, I’m sorry,” Bucky babbles.
“No, you’re not, I bet you were about to come any second without asking, weren’t you? You little slut?”
Bucky gasps because he absolutely had forgotten that was something he was supposed to ask for.
Steve huffs a laugh.
“Yeah, you were, don’t lie to me, kid.”
“I… I wasn’t…”
Steve raises a challenging eyebrow at him and starts rubbing Bucky’s prostate insistently with the vibrator, stroking his cock faster.
“Stop, stop, fuck, please, you’re gonna make me come. Can I… can I?”
“No, Jesus, show some self-restraint. How many orgasms you had already?”
“Please, stop, you’re gonna make me…”
Steve rolls his eyes at him.
“Oh, so now it’s my fault, is it?”
Bucky groans, he knows there’s no way to stop it. He tries desperately to fight it, to wiggle away from Steve, but he’s locked in their grip and it’s taking him.
“No, no, I’m gonna, I’m sorry, Alpha, I’m sorry, I… oh, god!” he yells out, coming so hard he nearly blacks out.
Fuck.