A/N: ALRIGHTY YALL! This one gets a lil wild!
😭 But it was super fun to write! I hope you guys like it! ENJOY! - Delilah
By the way, I added in a hidden Marvel character, let’s see if you guys can find them! (;
Warnings: Angst. Swearing. Light smut. Violence.
The cry you let out shook Bucky to his core.
The only thing he could think was that maybe this was the universe’s way of finally punishing him for all he’s done. If it was, he’d do anything in his power to rewind these past two days. What he did had absolutely nothing to do with you, but from his experience with life so far, that didn’t really matter.
The sound of the door opening broke his trance.
“What are you doing in here?” Elisa stood in front of the two security guards. “There’s a patient in here! You need to leave.”
One of the guards peered over at you and then Bucky. He pulled out some kind of device and began speaking into it. That send a wave of panic through you.
“We need Ms. Y/L/N to come with us at once.” The other one spoke harshly. He stepped around Elisa and began walking towards you.
Immediately, Bucky ushered you behind him with his arm, placing himself between the two of you.
“You’re not taking her anywhere,” Bucky spat. You could hear the growl rumbling through his chest as he spoke. You wrapped a hand around his arm, peeking around his shoulder.
Elisa was still standing in front of the other security guard. Her hands on her hips as she all but cursed him out. She was livid.
“-my hospital wing and you will not just waltz in here in the middle of a private examination! That is illegal!” She exclaimed. The guard tried to step around her, only for the woman to plant a foot in front of it, blocking him once again.
Bucky slowly began backing away, his flesh hand wrapped around yours protectively. There was no way they could take him out, you knew that. You’ve seen footage of what he could do. But the last thing you wanted was to create a giant ruckus.
“Move aside. Now!” The man barked at Bucky, stepping closer.
Your hand tightened around his hand as he pushed you back even more.
“Y/N,” Bucky said over his shoulder. Your eyes snapped upwards, meeting his blue ones. Somehow, he looked eerily calm. How in the hell could he be?
“Yes?” You squeaked. You could feel your legs shaking underneath you.
“When I count to three, I need you to run as fast as you can out of this room. Do you hear me?” His voice was soft, but you could sense the panic underneath it.
You shook your head rapidly. “No, not without you!”
He gripped your hand tighter. “Y/N, this isn’t a negotiation, sugar.” The guard began walking towards you at full force. Oh no….
“One…” he counted.
“Two….” he pushed you away from him as the guard threw a punch.
“Y/N, run!” Bucky shouted as he caught the man’s punch with ease and twisted his arm in an unnatural position.
Wasting no time, you raced towards the door, only for the other security guard to swipe at you. Elisa picked up one of the medical trays and brought it down on his head with all her might.
“Y/N, Go!” She exclaimed.
You dashed down the hallway as fast as your legs could carry you. Behind you, could could hear heavy footsteps, which only caused you to panic even more. You turned the corner, nearly colliding with the wall.
You felt the fabric of the hospital gown tug harshly, causing you to slow down. Not knowing what else to do, you swung your elbow backwards into the person’s face.
“Ms. Y/L/N, that’s enough!”
You wiggled in their grasp, kicking your legs with all your might. This earned you a violent slap to your face. That was a terrible way of treating a pregnant woman, but then again, they wanted you sterilized. They didn’t give two cares if the baby got hurt.
You shrieked as the man began carrying you away. You immediately went into a full panic. You dragged your nails down his arms, digging into the flesh. You kicked his sides as he tried to haul you away.
“Grab her legs!” The man called to someone. You felt foreign hands grasping your feet, preventing them from moving.
You screamed as loud as you could, flailing your arms. This wasn’t happening! There was no way they could do this legally! This was forced sterilization.
Suddenly, you felt a sharp stabbing pain on your thigh. Looking down, you saw that one of the men had gave you a sedation shot.
Before you could think, you saw the bright light of Tony’s Iron Man. He grabbed one of the men and flung him across the room. You felt the other man’s grip loosen on you, followed by screams.
“Y/N?” Tony’s voice trembled as he knelt down beside you. You could feel yourself slowly fading away, the sedative working quickly throughout your system.
“Steve, get a medical team over here now!” He shouted over his shoulder. The last thing you saw was his worried face above you.
“How is this even legal?” Pepper asked as she re-read the document for the third time. The last she heard of a delta sterilization waiver was in the late eighties and that was in an extreme case. People didn’t do this anymore, so it made her wonder.
What kind of man was your father?
As far as she knew, you were a grown woman. Completely capable of making your own decisions on any aspect. What gave him the right to play doctor in this situation? It was completely insane.
“Her father is one sick bastard.” Sam commented from the kitchen. He popped open the top to his beer and took a sip. “Who agrees to sterilize their child?”
Tony sighed and rubbed his temples. One day. He was gone for one day and somehow the following managed to happen:
Barnes knocked you up.
Natasha tried to knock you up but failed.
You’re scheduled for a forced sterilization and termination.
Bucky literally killed two shield security guards.
How did this even happen? Did he really need to hire a babysitter for these fools? Bucky was a hundred years old, for fuck’s sake. And you were the most mature young adult he’s ever met. But maybe things changed. How was Tony supposed to convince the law Bucky was acting in self defense this time?
Tony felt a bit salty towards this whole thing with you and Barnes.
How could he not? You were -dare he say it- the last piece of family he had, yet somehow Bucky managed to take you as well. God, he hoped the man didn’t have some kind of grudge towards him and did it as retaliation. He didn’t seem that petty.
“Are there any loopholes around this waiver?” Tony asked, taking a sip from his coffee. He might as well inject it, he needed to be as woke as a 9/11 conspiracy theorist today.
“It says here that only Mr. Y/L/N can break the waiver.” Pepper said quietly, completely lost in thought.
“Yeah, we already know that.”
“WAIT!” Wanda suddenly exclaimed, standing up from her spot on the couch. Her eyes were wide as she scurried towards Pepper. She snatched the paper from her and held it up to her face, her brows furrowed as she read carefully.
Everyone eyed each other in confusion.
Tony totally forgot she even lived here now.
“What is it?” Steve asked, peering over her shoulder. She gasped, setting the paper on the desk.
“I think I just found a way to fix this!” She smiled, her eyes shining with hope.
Bucky gently rubbed small circles into the flesh of your stomach. He hadn’t left your side for anything.
You were still asleep beside him, your back pressed against his chest, your body curled against his. It was strangely intimate for two people that weren’t bonded and Bucky had to remind himself that each time he felt like he was getting too comfortable.
This time, he would get your consent above anything else.
Who knows? Maybe you two will end up being great companions? He didn’t want that in the slightest -he wanted you a hundred percent. But if you only wanted to see him once a year, he’d agree just to see you content.
You stirred slightly, shifting your position so that you were facing him. Your hair fell over your face as you opened your eyes, completely oblivious to what happened since going under.
You inhaled deeply, taking in his scent. You really enjoyed that. But your body seemed to enjoy it even more. You placed small kisses along his collarbone, earning a small sigh from him. The arousal between your legs was back, but this time you wanted to let nature take its course. You were too exhausted to fight it off again.
“Y/N,” Bucky spoke, his voice caught you off guard. Peering up at him, you gave him a small smile.
“Hi,” you greeted, your voice rough from all the screaming earlier. You sounded like you had gargled glass.
He ran his metal hand through your hair. You practically purred as he did so. How did he manage to do this to you without even trying?
“What happened after I left?” You asked timidly. It was unclear whether or not you really wanted to know. Was Elisa okay? You hoped so.
Bucky tensed at your question and you could see the panic in his eyes. Oh no, was she okay? Was the baby okay?
“I don’t remember,” he confessed, although he sounded like he didn’t believe that himself. “Steve said I had another episode. And that those guards…”
“Are they okay?” You honestly didn’t give a damn if they were, but you still needed to know if they were at least alive. Bucky could be in serious trouble if he killed people.
“Steve said that one of them is in the ICU. The other…” your eyes widened. You sat up from the bed and pulled the covers back. Immediately, you re-covered yourself.
To your surprise, you were no longer wearing the hospital gown. In fact, you weren’t wearing anything at all except the white cotton panties that was underneath. You heard Bucky’s breath hitch and you blushed.
“We’re screwed aren’t we?” You asked over your shoulder.
“That’s not that very positive, kiddo.” He chuckled. You felt his metal hand rub your back softly, soothing the tension in you once again.
“C’mon, doll,” he whispered, gently pulling your shoulder backwards until you were lying on your back again.
His hand traveled down to your stomach and began rubbing it in small circles. You let out a small sigh at the coolness of his metal hand on your warm flesh. You could get used to this.
Bucky rested his chin on top of your head, humming softly with content. He could get used to this, too. It felt so…right. Like this is supposed to be happening, but did you feel like that?
You closed your eyes. The circles on your stomach slowly lulled you to sleep, until you felt them traveling lower and lower. Your eyes opened, not so much that he could tell, but enough to peer down and see what he was doing.
His fingers slid underneath the waistband of your panties and snaked their way between your legs. Hey ghosted over your lips, barely connecting with the soft flesh. Your breath began to grow uneven. He slowly spread your folds with his fingers, and ran his middle finger over your clit.
Your hand instantly flew to his bicep, clutching it tightly. You felt Bucky place a kiss onto your temple as his middle finger rubbed small circles into your nub. The moan that escaped your lips sent shivers throughout Bucky and he yearned to hear it as many times as possible.
“You like this, baby?” he asked, rubbing harsher circles. You let out a whimper and nodded furiously.
“Yes, alpha.” You moaned, closing your eyes at the feeling of his fingers.
Bucky bent downwards, taking your nipple into his mouth and sucking on it harshly. Your back instantly arched into his mouth. His fingers ceased their circles and teased your entrance slowly, before sliding inside your heat.
“Oh, Bucky…” you mewled, leaning your head back onto the pillows. His fingers felt even better than before and you could feel yourself growing closer to your release. Just a few more strokes of his fingers…
“-found a way to help Y/N- OH MY GOD!” Steve practically kicked the door open, causing it to slam against the wall.
“STEVE, WHAT THE FUCK!” Bucky shouted as he shot up from the bed. With a shriek, you grabbed the sheets and covered your body. God damn it, Steve! Captain America could survive being frozen for seventy years, but he couldn’t use common courtesy?
“I’m sorry!” he apologized, shielding his eyes with his hands. “I didn’t think you would be…fonduing in here!”
You cringed. What was he on about? What did fondue have to do with this? You didn’t even like cheese that much.
“What do you need? I’m kind of preoccupied here.” Bucky snapped. Steve rolled his eyes before looking over his hands.
“We found something, I think it’s a way to get Y/N out of this contract.”
“Y/N?” Elisa asked as she re-read the document in her hands. The entire team was in the common room now, with you seated on the couch next to Bucky. He hadn’t let go of you for more than a few seconds at a time.
“Is this true?” You felt everyone’s eyes on you.
Truth be told, you hadn’t spoken to him in over three years. But you hoped -no prayed, that he’d do this for you, just this once. He hated you, you knew that, but you were practically children the last time you saw each other. However, he did live in Louisiana, on the other side of the country. You doubted he even knew you were in New York after what happened.
With a deep breath, you nodded.
“His name is Remy,” you said, looking around the room at everyone’s shocked faces. “Remy Y/L/N, he’s my older brother.”
“If that’s true,” Peter chimed in from beside Tony. “He’s a blood relative and an alpha. He can break the waiver!”
“There’s a problem,” you pulled out a small file from inside your loose jacket. Everyone’s eyebrows raised. How did you even fit that in there.
“What’s the problem?” Bucky asked, his arm wrapping around your waist tightly.
“He uh…isn’t exactly too fond of the law. In fact,” you open the file to reveal your brother’s picture. Gosh, he hasn’t changed a bit.
A/N: Okay this ones gonna be emo to the extremo and que the crying *bursts into tears* But its a good emo nontheless! I hope you guys like it! ENJOY! - Delilah ❤️
“Dad would be rolling over in his grave right now.”
You scoffed, standing up straight. It didn’t really help that he was practically a foot taller than you still. However, you didn’t give a single damn anymore. Even though he was an alpha, he was a complete jerk and still your brother. He made sure you knew both of those.
“Well,” you argued. “I don’t really care what he thinks. This is his fault.”
“You didn’t answer my question.” He completely ignored your last statement. Maybe it’s best that he didn’t elaborate on that. You’d probably get a slap.
“Because it’s none of your business, Gambit.” You were really pushing it now. By law, he could kill you if he wanted to. You were an nonbonded delta, which really bad on your end.
“Well according to this,” he demurred, holding up a printed copy of the waiver. “It’s very much my business.”
You scowled. You had ten trillion nerves in your body, yet he managed to get on every single one of them. You absolutely despised him, especially now that you were positive he was going to rip up that paper and walk away laughing. Just like three years ago.
Remy looked down at the paper in his hands, rereading the words. For a split second, you felt the spark of hope inside your heart. Maybe he was a changed man? You hoped he was, you could really use some good karma right now.
“New Orleans is really nice this time around,” he said under his breath. He turned over the paper, reading your father’s signature. Your brows furrowed in confusion. What was he on about now?
“Okay…” you responded, your eyes narrowing with suspicion. Where was he getting at?
“I think it’s best if you come home with me.” he confessed, looking up at you with a completely serious expression. Your eyes nearly shot out of your head as you processed the words. Was he drunk again? Or just completely fucking insane?
You weren’t going anywhere with him! You had a life here, a promising future and an amazing father to your child. Tony was like a father to you, and Pepper? You couldn’t leave her. She was your closest friend besides Peter. Did he really expect you to just be totally okay with this?
“Are you crazy?” you exclaimed. You took a step backwards, putting some much needed distance between you. If he wanted to take you, he had every right by law. You hated those damn laws, they were extremely unfair and borderline dictating. Remy took a step forward.
“Y/N, you and I both know it’s true.” he reasoned. “Three years since I’ve seen you and you went and got yourself knocked up by some deadbeat alp-”
“Do not talk about him like that!” You spat, raising your voice twice as loud. You pointed an accusing finger at him. This time you stepped forward. “He is a good man. Twice the man you are!”
He didn’t take too kindly to that at all.
“I’ve had it with this damn attitude of yours!” Remy spat, stalking towards you. You let out a squeak and backed away faster, trying to put as much distance between the two of you as possible; but alas, he was twice the size of you.
He reached out, extending his hand to grab onto your arm. “You’re coming home NOW!”
Before his hand landed on yours, a metal one wrapped around his and jerked it upwards.
“She’s not going anywhere,” Bucky replied calmly. “Especially not with you.”
When the head of ABO Registration arrived, he brought an entire swat team with him, which was totally unnecessary. Word go out that there was not only a delta in the Stark tower, but one that was scheduled to be sterilized as well. When you didn’t show up for the procedure, things hit the roof.
Alexander Pierce was the current head of the ABO Registration. Tony literally had no idea how he came to be in that position, as the guy was a total snake, but nevertheless, he was here with the entire New York swat team.
Why were things always going this way for Tony? Was it that time he accidentally ran over that squirrel with his tricycle when he was ten? Or when he ditched his first girlfriend at prom? It was probably the latter.
When Pierce entered the lobby, he most likely expected Tony standing there in one of his fashionable suits, smart mouthing him to no end. But the absolute last thing he expected was to see the entire Avengers suited up and ready for him.
It threw him way off guard, and off his game.
“So, I take it you didn’t come for milk and cookies?” Tony asked. The helmet of his suit retracted, revealing his face. Peirce scoffed, taking a step forward himself.
“Don’t play dumb, Stark. Where is she?”
Tony raised his eyebrows, giving the man a shrug. “Where’s who? Pepper? She’s right over there.”
Pepper placed her hands on her hips, making the mechanical sounds of her suit shift. Yeah, Tony just had to make his girl one. Although, she didn’t really like being called Iron Lady, so he just stuck with PottBot300 instead, much to her annoyance.
“Or we have the lovely Black Widow over here,” Tony stepped to the side, revealing a smirking Natasha. She cocked her gun threateningly, glaring daggers into Pierce’s head.
“And we’ve got Wanda, too, if you’re looking for her.” Wanda smirked, her eyes glowing a bright crimson as she stared at each of the swat team members.
“Stop your bullshit, Stark. I can shut this entire show down right now if you don’t comply. You know the law.” Pierce clenched his fists angrily. The man shifted his weight onto his other foot, gritting his teeth.
“You’re gonna shut this down?” Tony asked, raising an eyebrow. He turned around, pointing towards the group of people behind him. “Because I’ve got a group of highly trained lady warriors here, along with these other guys,” he waved towards the male members.
Bruce, who was now in full Hulk form, cracked his knuckles. Sam expanded his wings. Clint raised his bow and arrow from his spot on the balcony above. Thor twirled his hammer, eyeing the men. Steve gripped his shield tightly, holding it in front of him.
“So you go ahead and try to shut this down. I dare you.”
The entire swat team began slowly backing away, giving each other looks of concern. There was no way they could take them. Even if Pierce decided to try it, they wouldn’t listen to them. Risking their lives for a single delta? That was completely inane.
“The delta,” Pierce spoke. “She needs to come with me.”
“Well, you’re not getting her so I suggest you move along before it gets ugly.” Tony warned.
“Unless the waiver is sign-”
“We’re searching for her brother,” Pepper spoke up. “He’s the only one that can sign it. We just need some time.”
Pierce looked back to Tony. His eyes narrowed, contemplating his next move. Tony really didn’t want to wreck his lobby again. That last time when Bruce accidentally hulked out caused so much damage and he really liked how his lobby looked at the moment.
“You have twenty four hours,” Pierce addressed, turning on his heel. “Any second over that and all of you are getting prison time. Millionaire playboy or not.”
Tony let out a sigh of relief. He’d get to keep his lobby after all.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Don’t let the door hit you on the way out!” He called as the men began exiting the building. He was so done with today. Now, he just needed to find you and Barnes.
As everyone began headed towards the elevator, they were met with the sound of Peter’s curses.
“You guys!” he exclaimed, landing from his web. His uniform was tangled in random places and his mask was completely inside out. “Sorry I’m late, nobody woke me from my nap!”
Everyone stared at him with raised eyebrows.
Someone let out a snort.
“Wait, where’d all the bad guys go?” he asked, scratching his head as he looked around the lobby.
“Bucky,” you peered up at him, giving him a small reassuring smile. “This is my brother, Remy.”
Both of the men glared at each other. You stood beside them both, your eyes shooting between the two men rapidly. This was not how you imagined this going at all. They looked like they were going to tear each other’s throats out.
“So you’re the baby daddy,” Remy spoke, eyeing Bucky up and down. You rolled your eyes. This was so embarrassing. You felt like a teenager introducing your high school sweetheart to your father. Remy would be a terrible dad.
“And you’re the deadbeat brother,” Bucky retorted with a tight sarcastic smile. You closed your eyes. This wasn’t going to go well. You placed your hand on Bucky’s bicep, rubbing it comfortingly.
Remy picked up on the gesture and frowned.
Before anymore words could be exchanged, you heard the familiar mechanics of the Iron Man suit behind you. You spun around, ready to explain to Tony that you were fine and that no, you weren’t being kidnapped by anyone.
But instead, you were met with a very confused Pepper Potts in her very own suit. When the heck did she even get one? And why didn’t she tell you she had it?
“Y/N!” she sighed with relief. “We might have found your bro- who is this?”
You sighed, rubbing your temples. You wanted to keep this as low key as possible, but if Pepper knew now, everyone would. It was only a matter of time. “Pepper, this is my brother Remy.” you explained. “Remy, this is Pe-”
“Pepper Potts,” Remy charmed, reaching out and gently grabbing her metal hand. He placed a small kiss onto it. She gave him a small, polite smile before pulling her hand away. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Your eye twitched as you watched the two in front of you. Bucky wrapped your hand in his, gently tugging you forward. “C’mon doll,” he said, wrapping his arm around you when you got closer.
“I think it’s time Remy and I had a chat. Alone.”
“My sister isn’t some alpha chew toy,” Remy chided as he stared at the brown haired man in front of him.
He leaned back into his seat as he fiddled with the card in his hand.
“I never treated her like one.” Bucky bit back, his blue eyes staring into his red ones.
Steve could practically feel the level of tension building in the room. The blond stood beside Bucky, nudging his best friend with his elbow. Whether they liked it or not, they had to bite their tongue for this one. For your sake at least. Besides, if things turned out okay with you and Bucky, he would end up being Bucky’s brother in law. He wasn’t exactly astounded by that information.
Remy flipped one of the cards over, showing Bucky the queen of hearts. “I don’t see why, but my sister seems to like you a lot, James.” he flipped it over again, but this time it was the king of spades. Bucky cringed at the sound of his first name.
“I like her, too.” Bucky replied, his eyes watched as Remy flipped the card again, only for it to be the ace of clubs. “More than I should.”
The younger man paused, his eyes flickering up at Bucky from across the table. He studied his face, searching for something, yet Bucky had no idea what. With a smirk, he placed the card down in front of Bucky.
“Okay, Barnes,” he began. “Let’ s make a little bet, alright?”
Bucky paused, his eyes flickering between him and the card on the table. He didn’t really want to play cards with Gambit of all people. With a sigh he nodded. He really didn’t have a choice at the moment.
“On the other side of this card is going to be one of two things,” Remy explained. “If it’s the queen of hearts, then I’ll sign the waiver and you and Y/N can be on your way living happily ever after.”
Bucky’s eyes flickered between the card and Remy, narrowed with suspicion. “And if it’s not?”
“If you get the Ace of spades, Y/N comes home with me.”
Immediately, Bucky’s heart began to race. There was no way in hell he was letting you out of his sight, even if that meant your brother had to go. It was a sinister thought, but it’s one that Bucky would gladly bring to reality if the worst case scenario played out. You wanted to stay in New York, it was your home now. He wasn’t going to let Remy ruin that for you. Especially for the baby.
Reluctantly, Bucky reached forward with his metal hand and slid the card back towards himself. His adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed nervously. Closing his eyes, he flipped the card over.
Queen of hearts.
Bucky let out a giant breath, his eyes staring down at the card. Steve let out a chuckle, clapping his best friend on the shoulder. His eyes wandered to your brother, expecting to see a glare or any sign of disapproval. But instead, all he got was a small smile. It didn’t reach his eyes, but it was genuine.
As much as Bucky was shocked, he was a bit suspicious. He hoped Remy wouldn’t pull out a gun and blast the two away.
“Well, it’s looks as though I’ve lost this time,” Remy sighed, but Bucky could sense the warmness behind it. “I’ll sign whatever you put in front of me.”
Somehow, Bucky Barnes had managed to beat Gambit in cards, all while saving his girl as well.
You sat between Pepper and Wanda, clutching their hands so tight, you thought they would snap off. For some inane reason, you agreed to let your brother and Bucky speak alone, which was totally eating away at you right now. The entire time, the same thought ran through your head.
What if Remy refuses?
The last thing you wanted was for any kind of confrontation or for Bucky to get hurt. You prayed that the two would be able to talk this out and be rational human beings. Deep down inside, however, you knew that Bucky wouldn’t take no for an answer and you would probably end up murdering your brother if he touched him. You wanted your baby to have a father and if you had to strangle your brother to give his consent, then so be it.
Pregnant or not, you were staying with Bucky.
“It’s going to be fine, Y/N.” Wanda assured you, giving your hand a squeeze.
“If he tries anything, I’ll cut his balls off.” Nat smirked from her spot on the couch.
That made you smile. Nat would probably take care of everything if she had to. Even though the two of you spent a heat together, you still considered her one of your close friends. You made a mental note to never tell your future child that you slept with auntie Nat.
“They’re probably giving each other manicures,” Tony teased from next to Pepper. You could see her elbow him.
The door opened, making everyone perk up. You stood, holding the two women’s hands tightly.
A million things ran through your mind that second, precisely a million. But all of those things subsided as soon as you caught a glimpse of Bucky grinning like the little dork he was.
You cried out as he ran to you, scooping you up into a giant hug. Tears began pooling in your eyes. This was finally over. You nuzzled your face into his neck, inhaling his scent. You wanted to stay this way forever. You could finally live your life without any more unnecessary bumps in the road. Everyone let out whistles as you two hugged, earning a blush from you and a giant grin from Bucky.
You could hear someone clear their throat loudly, instantly causing the room to go silent again.
Remy stood in the doorway awkwardly, peering over at you from afar. You patted Bucky on the shoulder. Taking the hint, he gently set you down on the ground and released you. Giving his hand a gentle squeeze, you pulled away from Bucky and made your way towards your brother.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” Remy asked you as you stood in front of him. You looked back at the group of people, taking in each and every one of their faces. When you got to Bucky, you couldn’t help but feel your heart swell.
“Positive.” You replied giving him a smile. Remy nodded, placing a hand on top of your head and rustling your hair lovingly. You crinkled your nose, swatting his hands away from you.
Without thinking, you leaned in, gathering him into a hug with your arms. Honestly, it surprised the two of you. At first he tensed up, his arms twitching at his sides as you held him. But after a few seconds, you felt his arms around you.
Before you could pull away, Remy leaned down so that he was near your ear.
“C'est une fille.” he whispered.
Your eyes grew wide as he pulled away. You watched, completely flabbergasted as he walked away.
“See you around, Y/N.” he called over his shoulder, just like before.
This time, instead of tears, all you could do was smile.
Remy sat in the airplane seat quietly. Small beads of rain splattered against the window as he read the words from the letter in his hands. He sniffled, fighting back the tears that threatened to fall from his eyes.
If you’re reading this, your mother and I are long gone by now. Words cannot express how proud I am of the of you and your sister. I may not be around to see the amazing things you both accomplished, but I want you to know, that no matter what life throws at you, you’re a Y/L/N and capable of so amazing things.
If you’re reading this, this means that in the mail you received a copy of the Delta Sterilization document that I signed, which means that if any circumstance your sister was to become pregnant, she would be immediately sterilized.
I want you to know that I did not want this for Y/N, but I had no choice. The real reason for this decision, is far more complex.
The both of you have always been cross with one another, even as children. But now, I need you to put your differences aside, for your mother and I’s sake. You will both need each other, regardless of the differences. The thing I wanted most wanted in this world was to see both put aside your differences and accept each other as family and that at the end of the day, you both are all each other has now.
You might have noticed that when I signed the document, I refused to sign my full name. I did this so that the choice would be in your hands when the time comes. Please, for your mother and I’s sake, sign the waiver. It would mean the world to your sister. It will not only show that that you care about her, but that you respect her status in this world as well. It will be the ultimate act of kindness from your end.
I know it seems cruel to lie to her and it might change her view of me from now on. To believe that I would so such a thing out of spite. But it’s a sacrifice I am more than willing to make for the sake of my kids.
I love you both so much, never forget that.
He set the letter down on his lap, taking in his father’s words.
“Babe?” a small, feminine voice pulled him out of his thoughts. Remy turned his head, giving the woman a grin.
“Are you okay?” she asked, noticing his changed mood. He nodded, pecking the woman on the cheek. He collected the small strand of white hair that fell in front of her face and placed it behind her ear.
“I’m fine, Marie,” he said softly. She giggled and rested her head on his shoulder. Remy wrapped his arm around his fiance, placing his hand on her very swollen stomach.
“I’m just fine.”
Before you freak out, this is not the end lol! It’s just the end for Remy as we know it (; there is still three more chapters to go you guys!!
A/N: *sobs hysterically* Here it is you guys! The final chapter of the Delta series!
I hope you guys like this ending as it’s super fluffy and I may or may not have cried like a littl baby while writing it!! ENJOY! - Delilah
One Year Later
Bucky let out a low groan as he opened his eyes. The room was dimly lit with the exception of the bright streaks of sunlight coming through the blinds. Ugh, he was not a morning person at all. Rubbing his hand along his jaw, he tensed when he felt the small bruise forming under neath his jawline. Immediately, he was reminded of your slumbering self lying next to him.
He carefully turned onto his side, propping himself up on the pillow beneath him. As creepy as it sounded, he loved watching you sleep. It was literally his favorite pass time whenever he wasn’t running around on missions and saving the world. He made sure you knew that you were the foundation of this family, the most important aspect of his life and he’d do anything to make you happy, even if it was only for a second.
“This isn’t twilight, alpha,” you murmured, peering up at him with half lidded eyes. “Watching me sleep is giving me the heebie jeebies.”
Bucky let out a small chuckle and bent downwards, pressing a small kiss on your lips. You craned your neck higher, forcing your lips onto his with much more force. He moaned at your eagerness and in one move, he flipped you on top of him, resting you onto his lap.
“Don’t act like you don’t like it, doll,” he says, his voice still rough from the slumber he was just in. His bottom lip stuck out slightly as he ran his tongue along his pink flesh. You let out a small whine.
“Alpha,” you cried, scooting closer to him. Your legs swiftly straddled his waist, with your hands on his shoulders. “Don’t tease me.”
He leaned forward, pressing his forehead against yours, his eyes set on yours. This was one of the many things you loved about him, how he could completely undo you with just a simple gesture and a simple look. He had so much power over you, and vice versa. Maybe you both really were soulmates.
The small sleeping gown you wore clung tightly around your body, showing off every curve on your body. Bucky got it for you for your anniversary this year and insisted you wear it every night to bed. Of course, that lead to a numerous amount of naughtiness each night.
The team was honestly surprised that after a year, the two of you were still in your honeymoon phase. You always told them it was due to the fact that you had an amazing husband that gave you two amazing little children.
Bucky’s hands slithered around your body, slowly hitching the end of the night gown higher and higher, until his hands were rested on your breasts. He gently began kneading them, his eyes watching yours for your reaction.
Your eyes closed, your head falling back as he worked you. Man, the things he could do with his hands.
“Oh, honey…” he inhaled sharply. You opened your eyes, looking down at the brown haired man in confusion. Immediately, you felt yourself growing red with embarrassment.
The bit of the night gown that covered your breasts was completely soaked through. And by soaked, it was practically transparent now that you got a better look. You had been nursing the twins for over a year now, so it was bound to happen every once in a while, but you figured your body would magically stop one day. But to your dismay, that wasn’t the case at the moment.
You could see the small trails of milky liquid traveling down Bucky’s wrists, past his forearms, and down his elbows. With a gasp, you pulled away from him, covering yourself hastily.
“I-I’m sorry!” you cried, reaching over to the night stand and grabbing the box of tissues. You plucked one out and turned to him. You reached forward to wipe his arms, but was immediately cut off by his lips crashing against yours.
The tissues in your hand dropped onto the mattress as Bucky kissed you fiercely. His metal hand wrapped around your back and pulled you close to him, which lead you to straddling his lap once again. He pulled away from you, taking in the sight of your blissed out face.
“Don’t. Apologize. I. Love. All. Of. You.” he says as he plants soft kisses all over your face. You felt your heart swell with love as he placed a final kiss upon your lips. His hands were cupping your face lovingly as he stared down at you.
“Bucky, it’s still gross though.” you murmured, covering your chest with your arms.
“Y/N,” he says softly. He reached forward and wrapped his hands around your wrists, pulling them away from your chest. “There’s nothing gross about it.”
You scoffed, rolling your eyes at him. That was easy for him to say, he was a male! You barely could look yourself in the mirror without clothes now ever since you had the twins.
“Besides,” he says huskily, his hands travelling to your back, gently pushing you closer to him so his face his resting onto your soft skin.
“I’ve always wanted to try delta’s milk.”
Your eyes nearly shot out of your head at his confession. Was he okay right now? That was just something that people didn’t really do, however, you knew your husband and Bucky never lied to you. Especially when it came to bedroom talk and all.
You felt his breaths hit your skin, creating goosebumps along the flesh. He pressed a small kiss to your collarbones, traveling all the way down until his lips reached the curve of your breast. You shivered into his touch.
Bucky’s lips connected with your left nipple, his tongue circling it slowly. You let out a small moan, arching your back into his mouth. You knew this should be wrong, but it felt so good, you didn’t care anymore.
With a small smile on his lips, he gave a gentle suck, surprising you both. Your hands instantly tangled themselves in his locks, tugging on them gently. This earned you a small, husky moan from him.
“F-Fuck, alpha,” you whimpered, grinding your hips onto his. “That feels so good.”
He sucked harder, taking your whole nipple into his mouth. Sucking on your sensitive nub. He hummed deeply, sending a wave of vibrations throughout your chest. Never in a million years did you see this happening, you always figured men hated this, but here you were. And you’d be a liar if you said you weren’t enjoying yourself.
He growled, burying his face deeper into your chest. You grinded your hips down faster, placing one of your hands onto his thigh for support.
“Jesus, you taste so fuckin’ sweet, baby,” he groaned after pulling away from your breast and switching to the other one.
You let out a cry as he sucked harder this time, dragging his teeth against your sensitive nub. You made a mental note to make this a morning routine from now on. His mouth could make you crumble in just a few short seconds.
But just as things were getting good, the sounds of high pitched cries caused the two of you to freeze.
Somehow, Bucky had this little magical talent which allowed him to instantly recognize which baby it was. When he peered over your shoulder, his eyes squinted with focus, you figured he must’ve lost his talent somehow.
“Noah?” you ask, dipping your nose into his neck and inhaling softly.
He shook his head, smiling once he recognized the sound.
“Nope,” he replied, dramatically popping the “p” and playfully rolling over on top of you. “It’s Isabel.” He placed a quick, passionate kiss onto your lips before getting out of bed completely and making his way into the kid’s room.
You sighed, leaning back against the headboard of the bed.
This was your life now. You lived in an amazing apartment a couple blocks away from Stark tower, with your amazing husband, Bucky and your precious little son and daughter, Noah and Isabel.
If you would have asked yourself a year ago where you thought you would end be by now, the old Y/N would’ve probably said something along the lines of being in a house full of cats and watching the Twilight series every night.
But this? This would never have crossed your mind. Not one bit. And you loved your life now. Especially with Bucky in it.
The sounds of Bucky laughing, followed by two pairs of giggles pulled you out of your thoughts. You looked up just in time to see him carrying your two little babies in his arms.
Noah squealed with excitement as soon as he caught a glimpse of you, while Isabel (who’s always been a daddy’s girl) clung to Bucky’s shirt with her tiny hands.
Noah crawled over to you, his blue eyes wide with excitement. You scooped him up into your arms and cradled his little body to your chest.
“Hey baby cakes,” you cooed, pressing a kiss to his chubby cheeks. He giggled and flailed his hands in the air as you did so.
The bed dipped as Bucky sat next to you, Isabel still clinging to her father’s shirt with all her might. She looked up at him, her eyebrows furrowed with frustration as he tried to pry her away from his collar. She let out a small little growl and placed her forehead onto his chest.
“I think this one’s gonna be an alpha, doll.” he chuckled, looking over at you.
Noah, however, took your face in his two hands and planted a small, slobbery kiss onto your cheek. You giggled as he pulled away.
“And I have a feeling this one is an Omega,” you replied, taking his little hand into yours.
Bucky leaned over, planting a kiss onto your cheek.
“To the moon and back, right doll?” he asks, his blue eyes staring into yours, this time with pure love and admiration.
You smiled, feeling your heart swell with love for the second time that morning.
“To the moon and back, Bucky.”
I just want to give a special thanks to all the lovely people who have stuck with me throughout the entire series and supported me through it! (also staying with me through my craziness lol!) I’m so sad this is ending omggggg
Frisk’s 7th stay scene didnt really happen like that way, but sans does despises frisk after her curiousity of genocide until on Frisk’s 12th stay. Also, as she resets many times her hair grows longer and longer. She can cut it but it will stay the same when she resets and grows a little longer.
Still testing her eye color
A/N: So this chapter isn’t as smutty as it should’ve been because I wanted it to be a slow burn haha. (Pls dont h8 me guys!) but next chapter is going to be pretty much pure s m u t. Imma need lots of warnings lol. I hope you guys like it! ENJOY! - Delilah
Warnings: Sexual intercourse (briefly), masturbation, slight prostitution lol, swearing.
Bucky Barnes knew quite a bit about the whole dynamics of the world.
He was a different man back in the day. He was a good alpha –an entitled, cocky little shit, but still a good alpha nonetheless. He made sure his omegas were satisfied before satisfying himself and he made sure to shower them with affection during aftercare. Hell, he even went down on the girls, which was heavily frowned upon if you were an alpha. Bucky wasn’t a selfish lover, not one bit.
During the war, he heard stories of deltas from all the older men.
There was this one man in the 107th, Frank, he thinks his name was. He was married to one. Bucky used to listen to the older man boast about the mating. He claimed it was so intense that he ended up knotting her within a few seconds of being inside her. Bucky even remembered the time she sent him some of her underwear that she wore during her heat. He didn’t even get ten feet of it before it was confiscated.
Soon, every guy was talking about the wonders of screwing a delta and Bucky would be a damn liar if he said he wasn’t one of them.
But unlike the majority of the young men, he wasn’t satisfied with just mating with one; he wanted one as a wife.
He had it all planned out, too. They’d live in the outskirts of New York, in a nice house with a little picket fence like in those magazines. They would have two or three little alpha babies running around as well. Frank always told him that pregnancy sex was the best when it came to deltas. He claimed the best part was tasting Barbara’s milk, which Bucky was thrown off by at first. But after spending some time on the idea, he was actually interested in trying it.
It was safe to say, Bucky spent his free time fantasizing about his double life.
After he was taken by Hydra, that dream was flushed away along with his entire sanity.
Bucky let out a growl as he spilled his seed inside the mewling blonde omega beneath him.
Being in such a rough state like this was dangerous for alphas, which was how he came to be in this situation. Tony called in a few favors for him and um…hired an omega by the name of Lindsay. At least, that’s what he thought her name was. He honestly couldn’t remember. He didn’t give her much time to introduce herself.
With a sigh, he rolled off of her and onto his back.
He should have felt satisfied, he knew that. He had a beautiful omega eager to please him and all. But for some reason, he felt so empty inside. No matter how much he tried to focus on Linda or whatever her name was, all he could picture was you. He knew it was wrong, you were probably deathly afraid of him now, but he thought of the mysterious Y/N often.
Especially burying his face between your legs, he’d love to do that.
Lindsay let out a small sigh, stretching her limbs. “Jesus,” she laughed breathlessly. “I knew you liked it rough, but you nearly broke my legs.”
Hearing her voice made his eye twitch with annoyance. It sounded like a nail on a glass window and he yearned to for it to stop.
“I think you should go.” He said simply, pulling back the covers and standing from the bed. After a bit of looking, he located his boxers, pulling them up his toned thighs. All while ignoring the blonde woman’s inhumanly pissed gaze.
“Are you fucking serious?” she spat, propping herself up on her elbow. Her eyes were narrowed. Bucky couldn’t help but snort at how she heavily resembled one of those Japanese cartoon characters Sam loved to watch.
Ignoring her completely, he plopped back down onto the bed.
And to his dismay, she didn’t move.
“Look, Lindsay,” he began with a sigh. Why couldn’t she just leave?
“My name is Lucy!” she exclaimed, ripping the covers from her body and hastily standing from the bed. She gathered her wrinkled dress from the floor and began sliding it back onto her body. Bucky kept his gaze on the wall ahead of him.
“Like, I knew you were some kind of freak and all, but you could at least try to satisfy me first!”
Bucky winced. Regardless, he kept his eyes on the wall. She’d be gone soon and that was pretty much the only thing keeping him from throwing her out of the room.
“Goodbye, Leah.” He dismissed nonchalantly, earning a growl from the omega.
With a slam of his door, she was gone. Bucky let out a contempt sigh at the golden sound of silence. He felt a bit guilty for not satisfying her, but he just…wasn’t that into it. Which was a first for him. He figured he’d be a bit rusty, which he was at first, but Lucy didn’t mention it. She was a prostitute after all, they weren’t paid to complain.
Truth be told, the only reason he was able to orgasm was by fantasizing about you.
That had never happened to him before, Bucky was always able to get off on the women he picked up. But this time, he had no idea what was going on. Was it his brainwashing? Or was it simply because you were a delta? He had no clue.
Bucky rested his head back against the wall of his room, closing his eyes and focusing on nothing.
That’s when he heard it.
By “it” he meant you.
You cried out as the toy brushed your sweet spot, hitting it with the right amount of precision and speed to send you over the edge for the sixth time that night. Your body was covered with a thin layer of sweat that stretched throughout your body. The sheets beneath your body might as well have been on the floor. Your pillows had all fallen off the bed hours ago, but you didn’t care.
You were suffering.
Pepper came in every hour to check your temperature, which had significantly skyrocketed, gaining her concern. Your temperature kept rising, which meant the worst case scenario you feared was getting closer and closer to being your reality.
Tony came by (he literally just shouted to you from the other side of the closed door) and told you your options, which weren’t that great. They consisted of:
a. You could accept Tony’s offer and let him hire you an alpha for the night. .
b. You could let Natasha help you out without completely deflowering you.
c. You could invite Bucky in here and let nature take its course.
You were highly tempted by the last option.
But you hardly knew him. You hardly knew Natasha as well, but at least she refused to actually deflower you. Bucky was deep into his rut and you were afraid he’d be too rough with or worse, that he’d impregnate you. You liked the idea of children, but you had far too much work to do before you wanted to settle down. And you wanted your first time to someone you loved, not by force.
With a heavy sigh, you raised your gaze to the ceiling. You had absolutely no choice.
“Friday, please get Pepper for me.”
“Are you sure about this, Y/N?” she asked, holding your trembling hand. Her eyebrows were furrowed, her mouth set in an extremely unhappy frown. What else could you do? You had no other choice.
“I’m sure,” you reply, giving her a weak smile. “Now go get my alpha.”
She let out a chuckle, but you could see the concern behind it. The last thing she wanted was for you to regret this later on. As for Tony, he wouldn’t like this idea regardless. He thought of you as a younger sibling, one that he needed to protect. And he’d probably vomit blood if Pepper told him the gory details later.
With a tight smile, Pepper exited the room.
You wrapped the sheets around yourself better and ran your hands through your hair. You wanted at least look like you weren’t masturbating violently a few minutes ago. All that modesty faded away when you heard the creek of the door open and close gently.
You looked up at the alpha, the smell of roses and chocolate dancing around your nose teasingly.
“Don’t be shy, Y/N,” Natasha licked her lips. Her eyes darkened with desire as she took in your nude body.