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Too Close (B.Barnes) *SMUT*

Too Close

Bucky Barnes

Warnings: a/b/o dynamic, unprotected sex, oral (female receiving), swearing, some hair pulling, dirty talk

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Do Something Bad, Too - Part 4

Pairing: Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

Summary: It’s like every single Alpha on the planet won’t rest until they’ve confessed their eternal wish for you to mother their children, and it’s getting old. Luckily, that’s a problem Bucky might be able to fix.

Warnings: language, a/b/o dynamics, nsfw content (aka orgasms)

A/N: its finally here! sorry for taking like 30000 years but i got there in the end! happy new year, happy holidays, i hope everyone is well and i hope you enjoy this part!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

When you were in the army, you decided that you would never, ever chose an Alpha as a mate. You were surrounded by the worst kind day in day out - and, sure, when you moved companies nobody knew you were an omega thanks to the suppressants, but that just meant they felt like they could say all their shitty opinions about omegas in front of you as if you wouldn’t be offended.

In your opinion, 99% of Alphas were pigs and had zero respect for you no matter how successful you were, or how many suppressants you took. The past few weeks, however, have made you seriously reconsider that percentile.

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MY. Omega. - Bucky x Reader (4/?)

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Originally posted by caps-bucky

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Do Something Bad, Too - Part 1

Pairing: Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

Summary: It’s like every single Alpha on the planet won’t rest until they’ve confessed their eternal wish for you to mother their children, and it’s getting old. Luckily, that’s a problem Bucky might be able to fix.

Warnings: sexual harassment, language, a/b/o dynamics

A/N: sooo its finally here! the a/b/o fic nobody asked for. this is my take on the dynamic and it’s kind of different (but not really) to what i’ve seen on here before but hopefully you guys like it! i promise it’ll be a LOT more smutty than my series usually are, but im gonna make yall work for it first. feedback is always appreciated! message me if you wanna be tagged :)

for a quick run down of a/b/o dynamics, read this post

title is from stalker by bad rabbits

Natasha is waiting in your office when you return to Stark Tower, barely flinching when you slam the door shut and immediately collapse on the small couch against the wall. Nat undrapes her legs off your desk and pads over to you to sit crossed-legged by your head, putting on an exaggerated pout. It’s probably unwise to side-glare an international assassin turned Avenger, but you do it anyway.

You close your eyes and fill up Nat’s expectant silence with, “Why are all Alphas the biggest fucking assholes on the planet?”

“I don’t know,” Nat says with a wistful sigh, “It must be in our DNA.”

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An Alpha!Bucky One-Shot

Character Pairing: Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader

Word Count: 5,109 (oops!)

Warnings: NSFW 18+ EXPLICIT Smut! A/B/O Dynamics, fingering, sexual penetration, slight(?) impregnation kink, unprotected sex, a NSFW gif, some angst (blink and you miss it), language, dirty talk…

A/N: I make my own rules. 

 You smelt him before you saw him.

Your senses came alive when you saw him walk through the main entrance.


He exuded the title perfectly.

This isn’t the first time you had seen him at the museum but this was the closest you had ever gotten to him. He was at the ticket counter, smiling at Mandy as he presented his membership card. The leather jacket he had on moved like soft butter as he put the card in his wallet before it went back into the side pocket.  

Catching a whiff of his scent in the air, you wanted to melt to the floor. Sandalwood. It was earthy and it warmed your whole body.

You could make out his voice from where you were hiding in the gift shop. It was deep and raspy as he talked to Mandy. He took off his baseball hat and ran his fingers through his thick brown hair. He stuffed the hat into the back pocket of his jeans as he laughed at something Mandy had said.

Damn her. You were jealous.

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Man in the Storm 1

Summary: It’s rut season at the compound. Omega Reader plans to ride it out alone, locked in her room away from any unwanted Alphas. But she finds that to be a lot easier said than done when the team’s strongest Alpha pays a visit. 

Pairings: Alpha!Thor x Omega!Reader

Type: Series (A/B/O Dynamics)

Warnings: harassment, swearing, slight angst, talk of sex

Word Count: 1,840

A/N: AlphaxReader fics are some of my favourite to read so I thought I’d try to write one! It’s my take on the world of A/B/O Dynamics wherein Thor is also a part of it as a special kind of Alpha. Enjoy!

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As soon as you stepped out into the hallway you could sense the change in the air at the compound. It seemed slightly thicker, like it was on the verge of something. 

Rut season was just a few weeks away and with that came the heats. In a pack as big as yours, with everyone living so close together, the Alpha’s ruts set everyone off. Some of the bonded couples would stick to their own cycles, but un-bonded and unmated members like yourself were always triggered by it. 

The weeks before the rut were always filled with an errant sense of excitement, anticipation and incredible tension as Alphas, Omegas and even the Betas hunted for partners to get them through the cycle. Some of them looking for mates to bond and make pups with, while others seeing it as a week of unlimited, guilt free sex. 

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Omega Mine

(Alpha!Bucky x Reader)

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, language, oral (f receiving), Daddy kink, breeding kink

There was a reason that Tony kept the Alphas and Omegas separate.

Different floors, different living quarters within the tower. The unmated ones at least.

It could get…complicated…during heats and ruts, to put it mildly. And Tony had developed a well worked system. Emergency precautions. Just in case.

Your heats had been easy to handle. The suppressants worked. Made life, your heats bearable. Your only current problem was your insomnia.

You decided to walk the halls, try and settle your mind enough to let you sleep. You made your way, up and down, lost in your own thoughts. And then you heard a whimper.

It was faint. Barely there. But you knew that voice. You were absolutely certain.


Bucky hated you, that you were also certain of. He hadn’t adjusted particularly well since joining the team. But eventually he’d taken to everyone. Everyone but you.

Snide comments. Avoiding you at every turn. Practically running from any room once you entered it. Yeah, he hated you.

You briefly wondered what you should do. He may have been dreaming. Steve had told you that Bucky had awful nightmares. You should find him. He could help, bring Bucky out of it.

And then you heard a moan.

He wasn’t dreaming. You knew that now and a thought crossed your mind. You were sure he hadn’t had a rut since before HYDRA. It didn’t seem likely. And it also didn’t seem likely that he’d be having one now.

But he was in a tower full of Omegas.

And you were unmated.

He moaned again, strangled, almost painful. Every Omega instinct you had cried out for him. You couldn’t remember the last time you’d had a knot. And you ached at the thought.

Should you help him?

Would he let you?

“FRIDAY? Can you tell me the current state of Sergeant Barnes?,” you asked the AI. “He seems to be in some distress. Heart rate is fast, almost dangerously fast,” she replied and you knew now for sure.

Bucky was having his rut.

You swallowed and took a risk. A big one. “FRIDAY, unlock the door.” You took a breath and pushed it open. You immediately wished you hadn’t, the scent nearly knocked you on your ass.

Clove. Sandalwood.

Just a hint of gunpowder.

And goddamn, if it didn’t make you weak.

Omega,” you heard him say, his voice husky. Deep. And it made you absolutely soaked. “You can’t be here,” he said in the darkness and you could see him sit up. His chest was bare, a thin sheen of sweat. You could see it in the moonlight.

“Please, James,” you spoke, moving closer, carefully. “Let me help you,” you told him and he shook his head. “Go,” he said gruffly, “you need to get as far away as possible,” he told you and you moved even closer, your body now aching for him.

You knew he could smell you, your arousal. He was fighting himself, his natural instincts. He may have hated you, but you wanted to help him. Needed to help him. “Please,” you repeated and he shook his head again,

You kneeled at the foot of the bed. “You need me, you need an Omega. You have to be in pain, Alpha,” you spoke softly, slowly. He swallowed hard and you noticed his fists were clenched, his jaw as well. “I’ll hurt you,” he said quietly. Your heart ached for him.

“You won’t,” you told him, moving even closer. The look in his eyes made you even wetter. Like you were prey. Like he’d eat you alive. “You can’t go through this rut alone,” you explained, knowing the amount of pain he had to be in. “Use me, Alpha,” you said and he growled, actually growled. It was low, feral.

And it made you moan.

That was it for Bucky, he pulled you roughly to him and kissed you hard. “Tell me to stop now and I will,” he panted, his lips now pressed against your scent gland. “You smell so fuckin’ good, Omega,” he breathed, licking over the skin.

“But I don’t know if I can stop,” he said, meeting your eye. “You’re driving me wild. I can smell how goddamn wet you are,” he whispered. “You gonna let me have you, Omega?,” he asked and you nodded.

There was no way in hell you could have said no.

“Use me,” you told him again and he stripped you of your clothes and laid you back, his hands caressing every inch of your skin. “Gonna take good care of you, little Omega,” he breathed, his hands shaky, unsteady.

You knew he was nervous. He had to be. You reached out and cupped his cheek, a small gesture, simple, but it did the trick. You watched him visibly relax, and he ran his fingers up your slit, gathering your slick. “So wet,” he sighed and swirled the finger in his mouth, making you clench.

He moaned loudly at the taste of you and wasted no time, burying his face in your folds, making you grip his hair and cry out. He nipped and sucked at your clit, bringing you steadily closer and closer to your release. He could sense it and you felt him smirking against you.

“You wanna cum, pretty little Omega?,” he asked and you whimpered, nodding as your legs began to shake. “Then soak my face, sweetheart. Give your Alpha what he wants,” he said with a growl.

‘Your Alpha?’

You cried out again, toes curling and your legs closing around his head as you came hard, making him moan as well. He helped you ride it out before sitting up on his knees. You moaned at the sight as he wiped your slick from his mouth, grinning wide.

“Present for your Alpha,” he commanded and there it was again, not going unnoticed by you. ‘Your Alpha.’ Did he mean it? Did he know what he was saying?

You rolled over to your stomach, knees up and oh so eager to please him. “Look at that,” he sighed contentedly, running his hand along the curve of your ass before running his hard length through your folds. “Need this?,” he asked and you could hear the damn smirk.

He smacked your ass hard and you yelped. “Asked you a question, Omega mine,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “Y…yes sir,” you whimpered, nodding. “Good girl,” he praised, running his length along you again. You keened at his touch, making him chuckle.

“Gonna make me feel good?,” he asked and you nodded again. “Gonna be good for your Daddy?,” he said and you whined, honest to god whined at his words. Why was he dragging this out?

“Gonna let me give you my knot? Hmm little Omega? Gonna let me fill that belly with pups?,” he went on and you were a nodding, moaning mess. “I’m gonna fuckin’ ruin you, Omega. Gonna fuckinwreck you. You’ll never want another Alpha,” he said and you nodded, screaming out at he slowly pushed inside you, stretching you out.

“Goddamn,” he breathed, “that’s like heaven. So wet, aren’t you?,” he asked and you nodded, definitely not trusting your own voice in that moment. You seriously doubted if you could even speak. “Gonna make me cum so hard,” he panted, keeping a deep, steady pace.

“Please, Alpha,” you whimpered and he snaked a hand around, furiously rubbing at your clit. You knew you couldn’t hold off and he could feel it. “Squeezin’ my cock so tight,” he moaned, “cum baby. Cum Omega mine,” he told you and it was all you needed. The dam broke and you screamed his name over and over as you came hard.

“So good for me,” he moaned and his hips stuttered. You could feel him begin to swell and it nearly made you cum again. “Take my knot, Omega,” he whined as it fully inflated, locking the two of you together. He kissed you softly as he came, filling you up as he’d promised.

“You okay?,” he asked, gently rolling the two of you over and you nodded. A bit overwhelmed, but you felt blissful. More than you’d had in a long time. You both slept peacefully that night, he held up close. You talked early the next morning. He explained his behavior, apologizing. He’d felt something for you and it had scared him.

He felt peaceful now, he told you. He held you, kissed you. He willingly claimed you, marking you as his, sealing the bond between you. He kissed you again, his lips pressed against your bonding gland, and he whispered so softly.

“I love you, Omega mine.”


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Pairing: Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader x Alpha!Steve

Summary: Reader can’t wait to start decorating and not even pregnancy will stop her. 
A/N: Since so many of you loved the last Alpha story we decided to do a Christmas addition! Check out the previous story here 
Word count: 864                                                                
Author: @writemarvelousthings

Originally posted by fluorize

You smiled talking the steps of your Brooklyn home, your arms heavily layed with bags and bags of shopping. Okay yes, maybe you went slightly overboard but you couldn’t help it. Christmas was your favourite part of the year, you smiled shoving open the front door. Dropping the bags in the hallway you breathe a sigh of relief. Shrugging off your coat you smile softly at your round stomach, it had been six months since you moved into your new nest. Six months since your Alpha’s discovered you were carrying a pup, rubbing your swollen belly you looked at the bare tree stood in the corner of the room. Steve and Bucky had picked it up yesterday but Avenging issues had come in the way of your plans to decorate.

“Your Dad’s are not going to be happy with me” you’re rewarded with a soft kick, looking up at the tree you gather all the steely determination you can muster as you start the long but exciting process of laying out all the decorations to your liking.

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Heat in the Night

Summary: Alpha Bucky finds his favorite omega taking care of a pup. The problem is, it’s not his and he gets furious.

As requested by @theloveofanauthor

Pairing: Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

Word count: 2.1k

Warnings: angst, some adult language

A/N: I hope you guys like it!

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Originally posted by theworldisworthagif

Bucky sat in the front seat of Tony’s new Porsche smiling like an idiot. Normally he would’ve been more serious when coming back from a mission (or in Tony’s presence in general), but he was on his way to see his favorite omega, you. He had just spent the past year away on a top-secret mission and was excited. It was hard not to be near you, but since you two hadn’t bonded yet, he couldn’t take you with him. He quickly remembered all the times he locked himself up during his rut, called you while holding back tears, and wished for just a hint of your scent. But now, the agony was over. Bucky’s heart fluttered as he imagined your guys’ reunion. He thought of you running into his arms, him holding you tightly, both of you kissing and then furiously knotting. Tonight was the night. Tonight Bucky would confess to you how he truly felt. He was going to tell you that he loved you and that he never wanted to leave your side ever again. Bucky tapped his fingers against his thigh as he became more and more impatient. As he and Tony stopped at another red light, Bucky let out a small grunt.

“Anxious, are we?” Tony teased.

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Bucky Barnes x Reader

ok i have been OBSESSED with a/b/o stuff recently so here is a lil somethin somethin oh also there is some sexual assault almost so please don’t read if that will trigger you or anything like that

word count: 1819

Originally posted by luvinchris

Your fist hit the bag, the smacking sound echoing in the empty gym. Breathing hard, you took a step back and began taking off the heavy gloves and throwing them in the gym bag at your feet. You wiped the sweat off of your forehead with the back of your hand and bent down to scoop up your gym bag, slinging it over your shoulder.

Turning around, you were startled at the sight of a pair of dark eyes on you. Normally, you would have been able to detect his alpha scent, but you were more focused on training than anything. He was leaning up against the wall, his arms crossed, a relaxed expression on his normally stoic face.

“Oh h-hey Bucky!” You nervously squeaked out. Thinking everyone left on the mission, you had welcomed being alone in the gym. Normally you went on the missions, but because you were the only omega on the team (well, besides Peter) and your heat was so close to coming, you opted out of this one. Instead, you wanted to have a day to yourself to train and to catch up on some of your favorite TV shows.

“Hey Y/N.”

“I thought you were on the mission with the rest of the team?” You questioned, tightening your grip around the strap of your gym bag.

“Steve told me to take the day off today. I didn’t know you’d be here, but I’m glad I’m not alone in this big tower.” He chuckled.

“Ah.” You responded awkwardly, ducking your head as soon as you spoke.

“You did a good job.” He said, nodding towards the punching bag in front of you.

It dawned on you a second later that he must have been watching you for a while. Blushing, you thanked him, and left the gym with your heart beating a mile a minute. When you walked up the stairs into the dining room, you were met with an eerie silence. Figuring the rest of the others were on a mission, you shrugged and went upstairs to take a shower.

The lights were all off in the hallway, but you paused at the sound of shuffling coming from one of the rooms. An odd feeling washed over you, and the hair at the back of your neck stood to attention. Upon entering the guest room, you froze, an unfamiliar scent crossing your nose. Sniffing the air a second time, you softly groaned as a sudden pain hit you in your lower stomach. As soon as the pain hit, the walls around you tipped to the side, and you threw your hand along the wall to steady yourself.

Your heat.

Holy fuck.

As soon as you steadied yourself as much as you could, you turned around and noticed someone standing at the end of the hall, watching you with a sick smile. You realized quickly that this was a HYDRA agent, and an alpha on top of that. Your heart started pounding as he took a few steps closer to you. Shrinking against the wall, you tried to block out the pheromones rolling off of the alpha.

“Sweet, sweet omega.” He purred, taking your chin in his hand.You could smell that he was on his rut, and although you were an Avenger, all reasoning in fighting back flew out the window as soon as a wave of painful cramps rolled through your body.

You trembled as you let out a silent prayer, begging Bucky to somehow have the instinct to come upstairs. The alpha in front of you leaned down to lick a stripe over your scent gland.

His eyes flashed.

“Unmated? Even better.” You felt like you were about to be sick. His hand trailed down your body and you mentally cursed yourself when your core throbbed at the attention. You could feel slick pooling between your legs, and you knew the man could smell it too.

This was not how you wanted this to go at all. Closing your eyes, you tried to put your mind on things that made you happy. You had no idea how this was going to end, so you tried to block out the alpha above you by thinking of another alpha. The alpha who was watching you train; Bucky. Because although he made you nervous, you knew that the butterflies in your stomach were because you were in love with him.

Suddenly, his body was ripped away from you, and you heard the distinct noises of two men fighting.

You slid down the wall of the hallway, pulling your knees up to your chest. Your lower belly spasmed, and you let out a whimper. Someone crouched in front of you, and you flinched away.

“Shh, baby it’s okay. Y/N I’m here now.” A familiar voice said.

You looked up to see Bucky. His eyes were filled with worry as he slowly reached out to pull you into his arms. Wrapping your arms around the back of his neck, you pressed your face into the crook of his shoulder, letting the tears fall down your face.

He rocked you back and forth, pressing both of his hands to the back of your head. Breathing in, you froze at his scent.

Woodsmoke and lavender.

You pulled away from him quickly, moving back a few steps. Panting, you clutched your belly and moaned at the wetness between your thighs. “Bucky. It’s my heat, I can’t-you smell so good.” You whimpered and covered your mouth with a single hand, your mind only focused on staying sane. Despite feeling like you were going crazy, you also felt slightly confused. When you were with Bucky in the gym you hadn’t felt like your heat was about to come, but as soon as you smelled the other alpha it hit you.

Bucky blinked, his nose turning up to sniff the air.

He closed his eyes and took a step back. “I’m not going to take advantage of you like this. I won’t do it.” He clenched his jaw and backed away.

The rational side of you knew that what he was doing was the right thing, but the second he started to back away, you started to cry. You felt so hot and the cramps were rolling through your lower abdomen at an alarming rate and Bucky smelled so delicious. It was agonizing, and you needed him to touch you and you were so frustrated that instead of doing that, he was backing away.

“Please Bucky.”

“Y/N, no.” He shook his head back and forth, his eyes still closed.

“Alpha please.”

Bucky’s eyes snapped open, and he groaned at the name. He slowly crept towards you and picked you up, cradling your aching body to his chest. Much to your surprise (and frustration) Bucky took you into your room and laid you gently on your bed, quickly rushing out.

Bucky shut the door quickly and leaned his head back against it. All he could smell was you, and it was driving him crazy. Although he had almost no restraint at the moment, he was so glad that he had enough strength to deposit you into your room and zip out.

You, on the other hand, were not.

As soon as the door shut, you nearly growled. All you wanted was for him to help you out, but he thought he would be taking advantage of you. This is why you’ve been in love with the broad shouldered man since the moment you started living in the tower. He was always thinking about everyone else but himself.

Sweat began to gather on your skin, so you quickly stripped your clothing off, throwing it on the floor. You could smell Bucky standing on the other end of the door, and you decided to throw all caution to the wind. Getting up out of bed, the slick dripped out of you, causing you to groan at the sensation. You hobbled over to the door and leaned against it.

“Bucky, please help me out. Please, it hurts.” You whimpered, feeling tears come to your eyes as another cramp rolled through your abdomen.

“I don’t want to take advantage of you.” Came the gruff voice on the other side of the door.

“Bucky, please!” You cried out, “You aren’t taking advantage of me okay?” Panting, you gripped your stomach. “Bucky I-I’ve wanted this for a while. Okay, uh, maybe not exactly like this, but I-I have feelings for you? I want you to mark me.” You whispered the last six words, suddenly feeling shy despite your heat.

The door was suddenly wrenched open and you were face to face with Bucky, who’s eyes were fully black. His eyes trailed over your body and he growled, scooping you up and throwing you on the bed. Bucky’s lips immediately attacked your neck, sucking and biting. Letting out a delighted moan, you tilted your neck to the side, giving Bucky more access. While his lips attacked your neck, you felt him start to trail his flesh hand down your body. He put the pad of his thumb on your clit and started rubbing it in a circular motion.

Your body started writhing around on your bed, the feeling of complete euphoria overtaking you. Bucky growled and stepped back, quickly pulling his singlet and pants off. Frowning at the loss of his finger on your clit, you whined. He crawled on top of you, leaning down to press small kisses to the spot under your ear.

“Baby, I promise I’m gonna make love to you, but first…m’gonna fuck you raw.”

His words sent your heart racing, and you arched your back off the bed when he slammed his thick member into you. Bucky pistoned his hips in and out of you, letting out small grunts every few seconds.  

Your belly tightened, and you could feel your walls start to clamp around Bucky’s thick cock. “Alpha, oh god…knot me.” Groaning, his lips attached themselves to your neck as he awaited your release. As soon as your hips lifted themselves off of your bed, Bucky leaned forwards and sunk his teeth in your neck.

You squeezed your eyes shut, and let out a strangled moan. As you were riding down from your high, you could feel Bucky’s thick knot start to catch inside of you. The feeling made your body twitch and your eyes roll back into your head.

“Mine.” Bucky growled out as he thrust his hips up, shoving his knot inside of you. He grasped your face in his hands, kissing you as his hips stilled inside of you.

After you both came down from your highs, Bucky tucked himself into your side, lapping softly at the mark he had given your neck. Snuggling into him, you smiled.

“Thank you Bucky.”

“There will be more where that came from.” He winked at you, kissing your cheek.

You’re Mine, Omega

(Mob Boss!Alpha!Bucky x Reader)

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, language, mentions of violence, Daddy kink, breeding kink, smut, oral (f receiving)

A/N: This is long, I apologize in advance. This is what happens when I write this time of the month. You’ve been warned…

Part Two:

Bucky sat in the chair, his head in his hands. Never in his life had he felt more helpless. More of a failure than he did right then. You slept for days, your body tired, completely exhausted after the ordeal with Stark. You’d cried yourself to sleep the first night and no matter how much Bucky had tried to comfort you, it was no use.

You’d let him down, your Alpha.

Was he still your Alpha? You were here, he had been watching over you, never leaving your side. But he’d barely touched you. You knew he could smell the others. You knew that he knew that Stark had knotted you. Would he even want you after that? You felt dirty, contaminated. Another Alpha had filled your womb, had taken what belonged to another.

Stark had paid the ultimate price. That you knew too. You’d heard them whispering. You knew he was dead. And it would certainly start a war. But it would also make Bucky the most powerful man in New York. He’d have them coming for him. But Bucky could hold his own. You needn’t worry about that.

So you slept. Terrible dreams plaguing you. He moved closer, but still barely touched you. You were aware of his presence, but you could feel his hesitation. You didn’t smell like his Omega anymore. Another had taken you against your will, but taken you nonetheless. He’d taken what belonged to Bucky. He’d taken a part of you that you’d never get back.

You kept your eyes closed, letting your mind drift. All the things that an Omega was taught, all the mental training, all the instinct had gone out the window when Stark had taken you. You felt like a disappointment, a letdown. That no Alpha would ever want you. You felt defective. You finally gave up and opened your eyes, seeing him sat at the end of the bed.

“Omega,” he said, his voice sounding relieved. You shrank at the use of your rank, you didn’t deserve any of this. He should have set you free. You weren’t even sure if you wanted to be there. You covered yourself, embarrassed to be exposed to him but he sighed, leaning over and pulling your hand from the sheet.

“Don’t hide from me,” he said, his voice warm, calm. “Please, Omega,” he pleaded quietly and you nodded, relenting. You’d never seen him this way. He was…vulnerable. And it hurt you. Your instinct was to reach out and comfort him, so you did, opening your arms.

He paused for a moment, as if he was unsure, but finally moved into your arms, laying you back gently. “I have you Alpha,” you whispered soothingly and he nosed your neck, something he did as a comfort to the both of you. You wanted him, your body was screaming out for him and you heard him let out a small groan, and indication that he understood. He kissed your scent gland before setting up on his knees.

He spread your legs, moving between them and pulled the sheet from your body, his hands caressing your curves. He took a breath before leaning over, methodically taking the time to reclaim something, scenting every inch of your body. You mewled and writhed beneath him, his touch reigniting a fire within you that you were sure had burnt out.

“Alpha,” you breathed and he looked up at you, his eyes blazing, from between your thighs. You arched your back and he smiled, running his index finger along your slit. “Patience, little Omega,” he cooed, “gotta take back what’s mine, but it’ll take time,” he told you and you nodded, crying out and gripping his hair as his tongue darted out, flicking over your sensitive clit. “Lay back,” he moaned against you and nipped the inside of your thigh, “I’ve got you.”

You did as he said and closed your eyes. He threw his arm over your middle, anchoring you to the mattress as he began his assault, making your cunt drip and clench around his fingers when he slipped two inside you. “There’s my Omega,” he growled, lips pressed to your entrance, switching his fingers for his tongue, pushing it inside your aching core.

You writhed again and his left arm held you down, your legs shook as he pushed you quickly to your release, shamelessly soaking his face with your slick. “God, fuck, Omega,” he groaned, his voice husky, dark and it was nearly enough to make you come again. He took a breath and buried his face again, shaking his head back and forth, making the most obscene sounds you’d ever heard, immediately making you soak him once more, screaming out his name as you did.

Bucky sat up, proud grin on his face, wiping the mess you’d made from his lips. “Far from done, Omega,” he said, opening your legs again and slipping two fingers inside you, pumping slowly. You moaned, eyes closing and he tutted softly. “Open your eyes,” he commanded and you obliged, eyes meeting his.

Good girl,” he praised curling his fingers just right and making you cry out. “You’ve got one more in there, don’t you, Omega?,” he asked and you nodded. “Then give it to your Daddy. Give me everything and then I want you to turn over and present for your Alpha, understood?,” he asked and you whimpered, nodding. “Words, Omega,” he demanded, his hand moving to your throat, giving a squeeze.

“Yes, Alpha,” you breathed and he nodded, curling his fingers again and brushed over your g-spot, making your toes curl. “Cum, little Omega. Cum and your Alpha will take you. Fill you up with my pups, make your belly nice and round. Everyone will know just how well your Alpha fucks you, won’t they, Omega?,” he asked and you whined at the thought, just as he brushed over your spot again. “Fuckin’ cum, Omega mine,” he growled, “fuckin’ cum.”

You took a ragged breath and your entire body shook, cumming harder than you’d had before, completely soaking his hand in the process. He held his hand up and slowly licked over his palm, closing his eyes and moaning, low and deep. Your body buzzed, watching him and he opened his eyes, grinning wide at you. “You taste like heaven, Omega,” he praised, “now,” he went on, stroking his cock slowly.

“Present for your Alpha.”

You shivered at his tone, eager to please him. Hands and knees, your ass in the air and you heard him moan. His hand slid across your ass, moving down between your legs and gathered your slick. “Needy little Omega,” he whispered, chuckling, leaning over you, his hard cock pressed against you. “Needs her hot cunt filled, doesn’t she? Needs her Alpha’s knot,” he breathed and you nodded, not trusting your voice in that moment.

“Tell me to fill your pussy up and I’ll do it for you,” he moaned, rutting against you and you whimpered. “Tell me, use your words, Omega. And I’ll fill you up with my pups. Show the world that you belong to me. No one will ever touch you again,” he said and you nodded. “Fill me up, Alpha. Take what belongs to you.”

He sighed contentedly and lined himself up, rolling his hips and filling you to the hilt. “Goddamn,” he growled, gripping your hips, “so tight, little kitten,” he said, thrusting slow but deep. You felt him begin to swell already, knowing he wouldn’t last. “Gonna make me cum in you,” he whimpered, “gonna make me knot you so fuckin’ good. Gonna make me fill you up,” he went on and you gripped the sheets, anchoring yourself as he began to pound into you, his strokes hard, sloppy.

Animalistic sounds fell from his plump lips, whispers of filthy words, combined with the grip on your hips was enough to make you scream out, your body shaking violently with another earth shattering orgasm. “Fuck, Alpha!,” you screamed out as you felt his knot swell and catch, his grip tightening even more, sure to leave bruises, he came with a shout, buried impossibly deep.

He held you for a moment, breathing heavily behind you and finally laid you gently on your side, and waited for his knot to subside. He kissed your scent gland, now content, your body smelling completely like him again. His lips brushed over the mark that Tony left and he sighed. You leaned your head back and met his eye. “Take it back,” you said simply and he nodded, kissing over the mark, before biting down, making the bond complete.

You cried, he held you, whispering loving words in your ear. His hand brushed over your belly and you felt his smile against your shoulder. “Think it took?,” he asked softly and you shrugged. “Maybe,” you whispered, the two of you finally falling asleep, wrapped up in each other arms. But not before he whispered in your ear once more.

“You’re mine, Omega.”

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MY. Omega. - Bucky x Reader (3/?)

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A/B/O Dynamics

Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

Simple Summary - Out of all the new coming Omegas, will he choose you?

Originally posted by kieranwalker

Warnings - Swearing, arguing, awkwardness, ANGST.

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anonymous asked:

alpha bucky when another alpha flirts with his omega???

This is my first time even attempting at writing since my friend, so I’m sorry if it’s horrible. Love you guys, thanks for sticking with me through it all xoxo

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Bucky watched from a distance, his scotch swirling low in the crystal glass as he leans himself against the edge of the bar. He liked being tucked away from the prying eye of reporters and needy omegas, liked the tranquility of being able to watch his omega enjoy herself on the dance floor with Nat.

Bucky wasn’t partial to the idea of letting his omega dance with the red headed alpha at first, but as time went on he realized two things. One, Nat knew Bucky didn’t deserve Y/N, but she also knew she didn’t either so she wouldn’t dare make a move. And two, Y/N was undeniably the picture of perfection when she danced in her tight little dresses.

Leaning on his elbow, Bucky sighs into the air as his senses get skewed for only a moment before they reset to focus back on Y/N’s scent of apples and cinnamon. 

Bucky’s body perks up as an alpha, slightly shorter than Bucky, with light brown hair and a toothy grin leans over to speak into the ear of Y/N. Bucky peers over at the man with a cocked eyebrow.

Y/N shakes her head, a faint blush crossing her cheeks. Bucky can sense the pheromones rolling off her body as she speaks to the other alpha, his instincts kicking in.

He tries to stay put, but when the alpha rests a hand on his omegas waist, Bucky finds himself striding over to the middle of the dance floor. Y/N catches sight of Bucky first, her body turning to face her alpha.

“Hey, Buck.” She hums, her hair tucked away to showcase the scarred tissue of her aging mating mark. Bucky feels a twinge of arousal whenever he catches a glimpse at the mark he permanently left on his omega.

Bucky nods his head, sliding Y/N under his shoulder and inching her away from the grasp of the other man. “Clearly you missed the mating mark on her neck so I’ll give you one last warning - flirt with her again and I’ll kill you.”

Bucky feels Y/N clutch onto his suit sleeve, giving him her own warning for his behavior. “Ah, c’mon, share with the rest of us.” The guy giggles, the stench of alcohol on his breath.

Before Bucky can speak, Natasha pushes herself towards the guy and pulls him behind her by his lapel. “Thank me later, Barnes.” She calls over her shoulder, heading towards Thor and Steve.

“You okay, baby?” Bucky gives his omega a once over, holding her in his arms as he tries to remove the faint smell of the other alpha from her body.

Y/N gives a small smile, curling into Bucky’s embrace. “I’m okay, he didn’t do anything to hurt me.”

Bucky doesn’t answer, keeping his eyes locked on the alpha across the room as he gets a stern talking to from Steve. Bucky’s hand wanders down her waist, resting on the perch of her ass as a warning to any other alphas.

“You’re getting territorial again.” She grins.

“I protect what’s mine and right now there’s about twelve alphas who want to tear you from my arms so forgive me if I’m making you upset by holding you. Clearly everyone forgot who you belong to.” Bucky grunts, locking eyes with a snarling alpha.

Y/N rolls her eyes, standing on her tiptoes to kiss his jaw. “How about we leave and you remind me who I belong to, huh?”

Fond of The Classics (smut)

Originally posted by keepbuckybaby

Summary: When the sexual tension between you and Bucky is stifling, Natasha becomes her scheming, conniving self.

Warnings: Smut, implied age gap [you’re around 21], masturbation (m), reader being a little bit of a creep, oral, metal arm kink, dirty talk, feelings of invalidation, joke referencing god masturbating, drinking, I wrote this w my own body type in mind so read it w ur body type

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When Natasha slammed you hard into the sparring mat, you saw stars. You lay spread eagle on the blue floor panting hard with your eyes squeezed shut.

“I’ve met Death and it looks like Natasha Romanov.” You gasped, not taking her helping hand and deciding to continue to just lay down. You heard her laugh loudly and continued to stay quiet as it echoed around the large training gym. “Why do you literally want me to die, Nat.” You whined up at her.

She raised her eyebrow and kicked your ribs lightly with the toe of her boot. “I’ll stop doing that when you stop avoiding Bucky.”

Your nose wrinkled and you let out a noise of protest. You and Bucky had been dancing around each other since you had become an Avenger, and the tension growing between the both of you was suffocating the entire team. Since you couldn’t even be in the same room without having to hold yourself back from jumping his bones, you had taken to avoiding him— going to great lengths to dodge his attention. “My debilitating sexual frustration towards him is probably breaking so many HR rules that I should be in jail. It’s better for everyone to just not talk to him.”

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Do you want to have an Alpha?

Summary: When you confess to Bucky that you’ve never been with an Alpha, e offers to show you what it feels like. 
Pairing: Alpha!Bucky x Beta!Reader
Word counting: 1.7k words
Warnings: Dirty talking. Shameless smut. Porn with little plot. Gif is from Google. (But I wish this man was mine). Benny version

Originally posted by hollandersweb

You sipped your beer besides Bucky, both of you spread on his couch. You were a sort of hero just like him and was very good friends with him.

Bucky was an Alpha. Actually, most of the Avengers were Alphas or Betas, only Wanda was an Omega, not that it changed much of her status to them. You were a Beta.

“I’m surprised you manage not to kill each other when you’re close to your rut.” You chuckled to yourself.

“We manage.” He chuckled. “You know… when an Alpha needs it, an Alpha needs it but you know that from experience already, especially in sex, I bet. We all understand that and try to help.”

You shook your head, the alcohol making your head a bit lighter.

“Well, not from such a personal experience. I mean, with the sex thing.”

Bucky frowned, holding your calf before you could move.

“What do you mean?” He questioned. “You’ve never had sex?”

You rolled your eyes.

“I did.” You corrected him. “With Betas and Omegas. I’ve never had an Alpha.”

Bucky was surprised.

“You can’t be serious.” He sat straight. “Never?”


He stood in silence, his face impossible to describe, and you reached out for another beer. Before you could, though, he held your hip.

“What?” You frowned.

Bucky licked his lips, staring like you like you were a prey.

“Do you want to?” He questioned.

Your breath got caught in your throat, and you stared at him.

“What do you mean?”

“Do you want to have an Alpha?” He kept looking at you, his blue eyes deep and hungry. “You know… You only live once.”

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You’re Mine, Omega

(Mob Boss!Alpha! Bucky x Reader)

Warnings: language, angst, violence, A/O dynamics, mentions of rape.

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James?,” your voice came through the phone, quiet, scared and it made Bucky’s hair stand on end. “Omega?,” he breathed, his heart racing with pure panic. “Don’t worry about your sweet little Omega,” the next voice said and Bucky’s panic turned to white hot anger.


“She’s nice and comfortable. So pretty too,” he said, a smirk in his tone. “I mean, I’ve only seen her from a distance, but now I see why you’re so protective of her. Beautiful, legs up to her chest,” he sighed contentedly. “And goddamn, she smells so fuckin’ good, Barnes,” he said finally and Bucky let out a feral growl.

“Where the fuck is she?,” he asked and Tony simply chuckled. “Well that’s for you to figure out, Barnes. See, you took the Brooklyn deal right from under my nose. Cost me millions, you fuckin’ asshole. And now I take from you. She’ll look real pretty opened up for all the Alphas around here.”

Bucky slammed down the phone, his natural instincts practically ripping him apart. He swallowed, quickly realizing his biggest mistake. It wasn’t crossing Stark. No, that he could manage. It was his Omega. She was still unmarked, unclaimed. He hadn’t made that move yet, giving her time, time that she’d asked for, and now, well now, it may have been too late.


You say back in the chair, refusing to let your anxiousness show. Your Alpha would come for you, certainly. He’d show up, take them all out. He’d take you home, finally claiming his Omega. That’s the way it was, wasn’t it?

“Now,” Tony began, kneeling down to your level and he dragged his hands over your thighs. “Here’s what’s gonna happen. My Alphas are gonna come in here. Take their time, scent you up real nice. And then I will,” he said, his voice dark, dangerous and it made you shiver. “By the time Barnes shows up, if he shows up, he sure as hell won’t want you anymore, Omega. Smellin’ like other Alphas,” he chuckled and you swallowed.

You had no idea how long you’d been there. Could have been days, could have been weeks. The room was windowless, lit by a single lamp. Tony had at least been kind enough to move you to a bed before the torture began. Torture for you, the other Alphas, hands everywhere. You hated it, the way they smelled.

Eventually, Bucky’s scent was completely gone. You wept at night, alone. Needing your Alpha, absolutely aching for him. You knew you’d never last long without him and you wondered where he was. Why he was taking so long. He’d still want you. He’d still need you. He had to.

But time passed, and no Bucky. So eventually you began to give up hope, and give into Stark. There seemed no other option. He told you Bucky wasn’t coming for you. That he’d heard he found another Omega to replace you. And in your heartbroken state, your weakness, you began to believe him. You knew you smelled like the others, like Tony.

And there was no way that Bucky would take you back now. So you relented, have yourself over to a new Alpha. Because your body needed it, your heat wracking through your body. You’d die without it, so you gave up.


“He’s just there,” Steve pointed out, handing the binoculars over to Bucky, who sat on the hood of the car. He took them, his anger boiling over as he watched Rhodes from a distance, talking on the phone. “We need to get everything we can from him,” Bucky said, sitting them down and looking at Steve, “by any means necessary.”

Bucky had spent the last month in a frenzy. Tracking down every one of Stark’s associates that he could get to. Rhodes though, Rhodes was the key. Stark’s right hand man. Went everywhere that Stark did. And if Rhodes was there, so was Stark. And more importantly, so was his Omega.

Bucky gathered his best men and made there way to the small building. He stepped out of the car, grinning like the cat that caught the canary at the shock on Rhodes’s face. “Mornin’,” Bucky said, leaning against the car. He could smell the fear coming off of the other man. Bucky had that affect on others. He was not known as a tame man. No, James Buchanan Barnes was known for his violent streak. A powerful mob boss and a powerful Alpha.

Rhodes knew in the back of his mind that he was a dead man. He’d told Tony not to take the Omega. That it would only end in a war. Bloodshed. And as his heart practically pounded out of his chest, he silently prayed to God and hoped he was wrong. “Tell me where she is and I’ll consider lettin’ you live,” Bucky told him as he pulled the cigarette case from his pocket and carefully pulled one out, lighting it.

He took a long drag and studied Rhodes’s face. He was clearly weighing his options. “Either way,” Bucky shrugged, “you know you’re a dead man,” he said simply and Rhodes closed his eyes. That was true. Cross Barnes, dead. Cross Stark, dead. Rhodes put his phone in his pocket and watched in horror as Bucky tapped the passenger door, it opening and out stepped Steve. He was quickly followed by Sam, Clint and Scott.

Rhodes was officially outnumbered so he swallowed once more. “Second floor, second door on the right,” he whispered and Bucky nodded, turning to Clint and Scott. “Keep an eye on him,” he told them. “If I’m not back in thirty,” Bucky sneered, “put a fuckin’ bullet in his head.”


Bucky grabbed Steve and Sam, making their way into the building as quickly as possible, finding the first floor completely empty. “Anything?,” Sam asked Bucky, who closed his eyes. “Can’t smell her,” he said, shaking his head, hoping that Stark had her hidden and that something worse hadn’t befallen her. He knew what he’d have to do to Stark, but the idea of finding his Omega dead was more than he could bear.

They quickly found their way to the second floor and Bucky felt his heart drop when he still had no scent, his Omega hopefully not lost to him. He practically broke the door down and what he saw broke his heart. She was on the bed, a sheet wrapped around her beautiful body, her eyes blank. What in the hell had happened to her?

“Omega,” he said softly, sitting closely and she looked at him. The scent coming from her nearly made him throw up. He brushed your hair back from your neck, seeing the mark another had left and he saw red. “Find Stark. Now,” he told the others, who quickly rushed off. “Tell me what they did,” he told her and you sighed, closing your eyes.

“He told me you weren’t coming,” you said, your voice listless, tired. “That if he scented me, claimed me, you wouldn’t want me anymore,” you told him and he shook his head, nosing at her scent gland. “You’re mine, Omega. I would have always come for you,” he told you, but it was your turn to shake your head. “I’m staying,” you said simply and he felt his heart shatter. That couldn’t possibly be true. “I’m here to take you home.”

“It’s too late,” you told him and he watched you, confused. “He claimed me,” you said simply and Bucky roared. “Did you let him or did he take you, Omega?,” he asked you and you finally let the tears fall, giving him the answer that he needed. He shook his head, his rage overtaking him just as the men returned with Tony. “Pick her up, get her to the car,” he told Sam, shaking with pure anger and Sam nodded, gently wrapping the sheet around you and taking you to the car.

“Ultimate betrayal,” Bucky said quietly, shaking his head as he pulled his gun from the holster. “Takin’ another man’s Omega is one thing, takin’ something from her is another,” he went on, lifting the gun and pointed it at Tony’s head, meeting his eye. He knew the war he was starting, but he no longer cared. He’d done the worst thing imaginable in Bucky’s eyes and Stark needed to pay.

“Shoulda’ left it alone,” he said simply and pulled the trigger.

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I set the Werewolf/Vampire!AU in the modern world so it’ll be easier to distinguish it from Feverish _(:3」∠)_  Also it’s A/B/O verse because I’m trash and it goes well with the whole werewolf thing ♥

Dominantly Gentle

Originally posted by amjeth

Warnings: Alpha Bucky, smut talk, one or two swear words,hot shit

Summary: Bucky is frustrated during the rut season and he has a thing for hi bestie. A possible part 2. Feedabck is good.

The Stark tower was a huge tower full of alphas and nearly no omegas with you as the exception. Sure, going into heat was hard even though you could choose one or more of the alphas to help you out , but the real challenge was always the rut season of the alphas. Usually when the season came, you would lock yourself in your room with snacks and only get out while there were betas or other omegas around.

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