A/N: WOOHOO! Part 4 is here! I will be posting part 5 in a couple hours when I get off of school today! This chapter was supposed to be part 4 and 5 together, but I had to cut in in half cuz Tumblr was like “lol nope!” 😭☹️ I hope y'all like it! ENJOY! - Delilah ❤️
Warnings: Smut. Swearing. Fem/Fem.
The scream you let out echoed throughout the entire tower and it was driving Bucky insane.
“Damn,” Sam laughed as he poured himself another cup of coffee. “Nat’s really putting in work, huh?”
Bucky cringed. He was having a difficult enough time already trying to block out your screams of pleasure and he really, really didn’t want to talk about it. But being the condescending little shit Sam was, he made sure to bring it up every time he entered a room. If it weren’t for Steve, he would’ve strangled the man by now.
“Are they still at it?” Bruce gawked as another scream echoed throughout the halls. Everyone at the table groaned. It was seven in the morning and they really didn’t favor hearing sex sounds at breakfast. It was gross.
Steve rested his chin on his hand, his eyes dropping closed. Bucky honestly felt so bad for his best friend. His room was right next to Y/N’s, which meant he probably got only a few minutes of sleep before he was woken by the screams. He ended up coming to Bucky’s room and hogging all the covers just like back in the day.
“I am so done with my life,” Tony sighed dramatically as he bit into his toast. He looked like hell –well they all did, but he looked by far the most drained. “How long do heats usually last?”
“Three days.” Wanda yawned, resting her head on Vision’s shoulder. She blinked rapidly to fight the exhaustion that crept onto her. Even Vision was falling asleep against the chair.
Three entire days Bucky would have to put up with this. That is if he can. He didn’t want to say it, but realistically, he was dangerous. They all were, but not like him. Bucky was a much older alpha, which meant his ruts were twice as strong. There’s a reason most older alphas are too old to uh…engage in any sexual activities. They’re body is supposed to age, meaning their testosterone would go down as well. No testosterone, no ruts.
But unfortunately for James Barnes, he was a hundred years old trapped in a twenty nine year old body and his testosterone levels were twice what they should have been. Bruce really had no idea how to explain it to him, so he just flat out said it was Hydra’s fault –which wasn’t entirely untrue.
So here he was, a genetically modified alpha in rut in the same building as a delta in heat. That was a giant recipe for disaster or unplanned pregnancy.
As much as he used to want it, Bucky wasn’t exactly in any shape to be around kids. He could barely take care of himself right now, he didn’t need a little mini Winter Soldier running around here as well. Not to mention, you probably didn’t even want kids. He’d never be able to live with himself if he did that to you.
Bucky just wasn’t worth all the hassle.
With an annoyed sigh, he planted his elbows on the table and rested his face in his hands. Even though it pained him, he hoped that Nat would take care of you. You didn’t deserve to lose your virtue over this.
He should have never came here.
Natasha thrusted her hips faster, creating the most delicious sensation as her core rubbed against yours. She threw her head back, savoring the feeling of your heat against hers. Her nails raked down your breasts, creating angry red streak marks. But you loved every minute of it. In fact, you craved it.
“Does that feel good, baby?” she asked, her voice trembling as she reached her own orgasm.
You nodded your head furiously, your mouth open in a silent scream. She peered down at your blissed out self with pride. She loved watching you orgasm, her name coming from your mouth in nothing but a scream for everyone to hear.
“Oh my god, Natasha!” you cried out, pulling harshly on the sheets that you grasped onto.
After your orgasm subsided once again, she collapsed on top of you with exhaustion.
It had been a solid three hours since the two of you started going at it. As soon as the door closed behind her, she wasted no time ripping the sheets from your body and sucking orgasm after orgasm from your body. You had no idea how many positions she pulled and put you into, all you knew was that your heat still hadn’t died down.
In fact, you felt even hotter now.
Natasha craned her neck to look at you, a hopeful smile on her face. But when she felt you rutting against her thigh, desperately trying to chase another orgasm, she frowned. To be honest, she was growing worried for you. You should’ve been okay by now, all her omegas never lasted this long. Yet here you were, completely unaffected by her attempts at satisfying you.
“Are you a robot or something?” she groaned, resting her head on your shoulder. Her blue eyes stared into yours.
She was disappointed, but not with you. It was a giant blow to an alpha’s self-esteem if they couldn’t satisfy their partner, and honestly, she was feeling a bit insecure right now. She’d never let you know, but it was eating away at her.
What did Bucky Barnes have that she didn’t?
She was twice as dominant as he was. Even more so when it came to sex. She was known for giving her complete attention to her omegas. She was pretty darn good at this, but for some reason it wasn’t enough when it came to you.
And it kind of hurt.
You stared up at the ceiling, completely unresponsive and it scared Natasha a bit.
Your hair stuck up in different places, giving you the perfect sex hair, but you weren’t in post mating bliss like you should’ve been. You looked so miserable. The sheets had been shredded in the process of your love making, your body was covered with little love marks that she left –especially between your thighs. You looked thoroughly fucked out, yet you weren’t.
The sound of the door creaking open pulled the read head from her thoughts.
“I’m coming in,” Pepper called out, shielding her eyes with her free hand. “Please cover yourselves, ladies. I don’t want to have to bleach my memory out after this.”
Natasha let out a snort before gathering the ripped sheets from the floor and spreading them out onto your bodies, making sure all your lady bits were covered before giving Pepper the okay. Pepper entered the room, holding a tray of food in her hand. Food sounded so great to Nat right now. You hadn’t eaten in an entire day, which was a bad sign for someone in heat.
“How is she?” she asked, setting the tray down on the night stand. Nat let out a sigh and dropped her face into the pillow. She murmured a response, which came out in a small inaudible sentence. Pepper raised an eyebrow. Nat turned her face to the side and peered up at her.
“It didn’t work. She’s gonna need Barnes.”
The older woman peered down at you, running the back of her hand along your forehead, wiping away the sweat. You were burning up now, way more that you were yesterday. Your eyes stayed on the ceiling, completely unaware of everything going on around you.
“Y/N,” she said softly, running a hand through your hair. “I know you don’t want to, but you’ve gotta eat something. It’s not good for you to starve like this.”
She grabbed the metal fork and stabbed the piece of orange on the plate before bringing it to your mouth. You didn’t budge one bit.
She sighed again, setting the fork down on the tray. The last thing she wanted to do was force feed you or force anything on you, but you were malnourished, which was the worst thing to happen during a heat. If you didn’t eat anytime soon, you’d go into shock. As much as she hated the idea of bringing a strange man in here and mating you, it was the only option. You could die.
If only you were an omega.
By now, Nat had collected all of her clothes and redressed herself. It wasn’t obvious, but the hurt in her eyes was there. This was probably a first for her. Pepper felt so inadequate as well. You were her mentor, the closet thing she had to a daughter and she couldn’t provide you with a safe alternative. She literally exhausted all of her options.
Dr. Strange was currently in Australia on business and wouldn’t be reachable until he got back, which could take days. You couldn’t wait that long.
Pepper stood, covering you better with the sheets before walking towards the door. She gave Nat a small, apologetic smile as they left the room.
She prayed that you would forgive her for this. You and Tony.
Pepper was high, Bucky was a hundred percent sure of it.
Or at least on some other mind altering substance, he didn’t know for sure.
The main goal was to keep him and Y/N apart, but now she wanted them locked in the same room for an entire day. Not only was that a terrible idea, it would surely get him killed as well. Tony would probably behead him on sight if you somehow got knocked up.
Speaking of Tony, why wasn’t he here? Shouldn’t he have a say as well? You were his successor, so it was only reasonable.
He interrupted her rant, by putting down the weight in his hand rather loudly. She jumped, taking a step back from him.
“You don’t seem to understand,” he began, peering up at her. “I’m not doing anything without her consent. That’s the one rule.”
Pepper ran her hands through her hair in frustration.
“She’s going to die, Bucky!” she argued, her eyes wild with fear. “Do you not understand that?”
Steve stood silently beside his best friend. He promised to provide a completely objective insight with minimal subjective opinions, but he couldn’t help the fear that was eating away at him. Steve always had the utmost respect for a woman’s consent. Hell, he even refused to patch up Wanda’s broken rib that one time until she gave him the okay. But this was a life or death situation and completely preventable. If it was Peggy in there, he’d risk it all just to make sure she saw another day.
Pepper was right.
“Buck,” he chimed in. “She’s got a point.”
“You’re saying I should go in there and take advantage of her?”
“No,” Pepper countered. “We’re saying you should go in there and save her life.”
You couldn’t comprehend the slightest bit of information that Pepper was giving you. The only thing you could focus on was the burning arousal between your legs. You weren’t exactly all hot and bothered anymore, you just ached. And you ached for only one person, no matter how much you tried to take your mind off of him. He was there when you closed your eyes each time you tried to rest. You just hoped he at least shared the same problem.
“- going to help you out, okay?”
If you weren’t so exhausted, you would’ve asked her to repeat herself, but you didn’t care anymore. You just wanted this to end. Two entire days you’ve been in this room, delirious from your heat. It was torture, but you were just glad they found a solution.
The sound of the door creaking open and closed shook you from your thoughts.
You heard the footsteps growing closer to the bed before halting a few feet away. Pepper looked up at the mystery person and gave them a small reassuring smile before getting up from the bed.
“Make sure she eats something, okay?” she asked, patting them on the shoulder. And just like that, she was gone.
Immediately, you began to panic internally. Who the heck did she leave you with? If it was Sam, you’d legit scream your lungs out. Steve was a nice guy and all, but you were still sore from being hit by his shield. You still couldn’t believe he did that! Why didn’t he just pull you away like a normal person? Who even does that? You made a mental note to get him back for that.
Oh god, if it was Tony you’d literally kill him. Even if you ended up in jail. He was practically your dad when it came down to it. You loved him, but not like that!
You felt the bed sink in beside you and you reluctantly opened your eyes, expecting to see any one of the people you just imagined.
“How are you feeling, doll?”
(OMG I KNOW YALL HATE ME BUT THE NEXT CHAP IS WHAT WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR! I PINKY PROMISE! ❤️)
I’m temporarily closing the askbox because this blog has really picked up traffic, which is cool, but I work full-time, am in grad school, and also have pressing things like
lint-rolling every piece of cloth in my home because my white cat is a malicious shedder and I have many dark clothes and blankets
doing laundry which never ends life is just a continuous laundry cycle
trying to figure out why my laptop will not rip the Moana CD what more do you want fickle machine???
lint-rolling my face every day because somehow the cat has directed his fur to seek out my nose and eyebrows specifically
it’s tax season and I need to be responsible and not wait until the last day this year
my secret goal is to get ahead in grad school homework, I’ve never been ahead before but I bet it feels great
I have visitors coming for Easter and it really is going to take me like 3 weeks to adequately clean the house
all of which combine to make it hard for me to spend a lot of time on the computer. Right now it’s about all I can do to keep up with the queue. I will still get to the asks already submitted, and you can continue to message me things you think I should see (@-ing me runs the risk that it will get buried; this blog gets busy enough I can’t manage it on mobile and I’m only on desktop maybe once a day, if that).
And as always, I encourage you cool creative people to make your own posts because this blog has always been only a small portion of the many sci-fi/humans in space/space Australia posts.
14//09 I moved my study space today because I felt so overwhelmed studying in my bedroom.
Anyways I’m compiling my business notes a bit earlier to redeem myself from doing so bad in my maths test on Wednesday. It was just a bad and unfortunate day and I’m still feeling so miserable over it :(
-dan has already scared phil
-book them for your Professional Events
-they’ve both had haircuts
-phil forgot to tweet the link
-then tweeted the wrong link
-dan is dragging the phil for the gifs he posts in his tweets
-dan’s all about Tweet Aesthetics
-we’re out here filling all the gif spaces
-now the media upload failed
-when they first tried to go live it said they had no mic
-dan has stolen phil’s hairdresser
-they basically have the same hair anyways
-phil should curl his hair tbh
-they should do a vid of that
-dan tells all the good stories smh
-dan’s wearing a dream cast shirt
-how are any 90s children alive
-phil is making dan clean off the webcam
-they’re having a Conflict over this
-they’ve been pretty busy this week
-dan just asked phil if rodents are mammals
-they have flowers in their house
-they were supposed to be for phil’s mum but he put his own address in the address box by accident
-dan is not allowed to say bukkake anymore.
-phil has learned from dan
-someone jus said dan looks like a meatball
-their apartment is a furnace
-the flowers are dying
-the small tree is reviving
-go watch phil’s new vid
-it’s Trending #8 Oh Lord
-and watch the mark of oxin videos
-Good Midi Files
-not great mazes
-they filmed something for the game channel yesterday
-Special and Sad
-they played club penguin.
-next game video. club penguin.
-there might be a bee/wasp nest in the roof of their apartment
-bumblebees are good
-dan Would Indeed be sad if phil died. is that even a question
-the clock change has them Shook
-TOO MANY BOATS
-phil got metal earplugs
-mindcandy sent them this. App Book Thing
-but they don’t have any pets so they just sent dan a book with the shibe he wishes he owned
-then they sent phil one with his cactus Loki as the pet.
-it’s called Petlandia
-phil got a lemon humidifier
-the box has an orange on the side for some reason
-there has been a Graphics Snafu
-Wickity Wow! Wickity Pow!
-dan bought the Adventure Scent spray from the same company phil got the happy one from
-phil doesn’t like the scent but dan does
-according to phil it has a bug spray vibe
-don’t abuse substances
-phil’s liking the scent more now as he’s getting used to it
-not a fan of cannibals
-enjoying new gorillaz
-buy some dan and phil plushies at cushionstamp.com
-swaglord 20% off t shirts
-they’re nearing the end of blue exorcist 2
-they’re back on the anime train
-phil is still upset archie isn’t interesting
-but riverdale is still a good watch
-did a dog want to go to space
-they have a list of movies they’re gonna watch on their way to australia
-this was fun
-they’re busy the Next While gettin things done before they go to australia
-sorry for this Whole Liveshow
-they’re in the wilderness now
where else can you buy a makeup kit worth £282 & only pay £69.. yes i did say £69 & thats not all !! included in kit is our amazing uplift beauty serum from our royalty skin care range which is £50 to buy alone OMG AMAZING !! IT DOESNT STOP THERE if you love the makeup as much as we do you can run the business as it comes free with the kit & a website
This has always been an internal conflict among sugar babies and of couse, everyone would love to receive $$ on the first date.
I have always asked my dates in Singapore to bring $$ on the first date to prove if they’re serious for an arrangement. Some was okay with it and brought $$ and some refused. I was new to sugaring then and I was really active in Tumblr, reading blogs about how people get tons of $ when they ask. They also labeled the ones that refused to pay on the first date as “salt”. I let that got into my head. Yes I did receive tons of $ during first dates but I can’t help wonder if I have missed out the great ones. After all, no rich guys like to be associated with “gold diggers”, so I was wondering if this move automatically puts a label onto myself.
Not long after, I decided to move to Australia. I was busy with moving and hadn’t been on Tumblr much but I got a lot of first date requests. For some, I did ask for money for the first dates and it didn’t work out very well. It must be the culture over here that they do not pay for first dates, also the good rate to be an SB is lower than in Singapore. However, the average rate is slightly higher though. I missed out on this awesome daddy (what I made him out to be in my head) because I ask for money on the first date and he said he doesn’t like to talk about financials on the first date. He will only talk about on the second date but it turned him off tremendously and we never met.
Of course, there are 1 or 2 that are time wasters that I’ve met without asking for anything for the first date, but should I risk losing real POTs for 1 or 2 time wasters? I don’t think I should.
From what was experienced by myself thus far, as far as the question “should I ask for money on the first date” goes, you should really suss out your country and state’s mindset before asking. Or if you have been asking and nobody has been responding positively, you should cut your losses and stop asking. However, if more than 50% are happy to compensate for it, please go ahead and ask away!
So it really depends on the culture and the mindset of the people you’re surrounded with when asking for a compensation, not to mention the way you’re asking!
tharkay: laurence i brought you twenty dragons. tharkay: laurence stop being a depressed bum. tharkay: laurence btw i’m coming with you to australia strictly for business purposes. tharkay: laurence you should consider privateering as a way to restore your honor. tharkay: laurence i traveled across the continent to bring you important military intelligence, was taken hostage and tortured, so you might want to remember who i am. tharkay: also your scalp is coming off.