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If Steve’s mind hadn’t been partially occupied by his guilty conscience because he left Natasha and Sam in charge of planning their mission in Lagos, he might have been able to smell it sooner. But his thoughts revolved around the time it would take him to fly there when he was done following yet another dead end. Nat and Sam had repeatedly told him that it was fine. They had reassured him that they understood that finding his best friend was a priority for him. He still felt like a piece of shit for leaving them at such a critical moment.
Steve opened a door in the slightly run-down apartment building, and a sweet scent immediately assaulted his enhanced sense of smell. There was an Omega in pre-heat close by. An Omega who’s underlying scent smelled like home to Steve. Shit.
“Bucky?” Steve called out, after closing the door behind himself.
He heard the unmistakable sound of the safety being removed from a gun. Steve lifted his hands and took two steps into the room. His eyes adjusted to the sparse light filtering in through drawn shut curtains.
Bucky was curled up on a mattress, half covered by a blanket but that didn’t stop him from pointing a gun at Steve.
“Do you remember me?” Steve asked.
“You’re Steve,” Bucky answered. His voice was rough, like he hadn’t used it for quite some time.
“I want to help you,” Steve said.
Bucky snorted. “I’m not spreading my legs for you, pal.”
“That’s not what I meant,” Steve exclaimed, feeling slightly insulted. “Christ, Buck. Just because I’m an Alpha doesn’t mean I want to take every Omega in heat I come across.”
Bucky eyed him sceptically, but he did lower the gun slightly. Steve counted that as a win.
“I want to help you because you are my friend,” Steve continued. “I had no idea that you would be in heat when I came here.”
“I’m not fully in heat yet,” Bucky muttered and finally put the safety back on his gun. He put it down on the mattress, but his hand stayed on the handle.
“How much time do you think you have?”
“I don’t know. This will be the first one in a very long time. I think they shot me up with suppressants so that my cycle wouldn’t impact my missions.”
Steve winced. That wasn’t good. While a lot of Omegas liked to take suppressants, it wasn’t safe to take them over long periods of time without pauses in between.
“Is it ok if I call a friend? He might have an idea how to help you.”
“I’m fine,” Bucky muttered.
“You’re obviously not fine, Buck.”
Steve pulled out his phone but didn’t make the call until Bucky had nodded slightly.
“Hey Steve, how is the search going?” Sam asked when he answered the call.
“Hello Sam. In theory good. But I need medical advice.”
“I’m not a medical doctor. Call an ambulance.”
“It’s not about first aid. What do you know about heats introduced by sudden suppressant discontinuation?”
“I’m neither an Omega nor any form of health care provider,” Sam replied.
“I know, but I bet you have read something about it because of your work with the VA.”
“That’s true,” Sam admitted. “Ok. How long did they take the suppressants before they stopped taking them?”
Steve looked at Bucky who just shrugged.
“For a long time probably years,” Steve answered.
“That’s not good. Have the pre-heat symptoms started?”
“Yes.”
“Ok, shit. That means no medication will be able to stop the heat from happening.”
“Any suggestions what we can do?”
“You mean besides the obvious solution that you are able to provide as an Alpha?”
Steve watched Bucky’s face draw up in disgust, like Sam had just suggested that Bucky should kiss his sister.
“Yes, besides that.”
“Bring them to a secure location and provide them with food and drinks. The latter is especially important to avoid dehydration which can happen easily during heat. Having an Alpha nearby even if nothing happens should ease the symptoms a bit but it would probably be more helpful to provide them with some knotting toys.”
Steve felt his cheeks heat at Sam’s casual mention of sex-toys. That was a part of the future Steve had not grown accustomed to yet.
“Thanks Sam.”
“I’ll have a look if I can find something else.”
“Thank you,” Steve said again and ended the call. Then he immediately called Nat.
“Hey, you found him?” she asked.
“Yes, but I need a safe house. Preferably away from the public and not too far away from Romania.”
There was a pause and Steve could hear the faint sound of her typing on a keyboard.
“The closest one, that is a bit secluded, is in Italy. I’ll send the coordinates to your Quinjet.”
“Thanks Nat.”
“Anything else you want to share?” she asked.
“Not right now, but I’ll keep you updated.”
“Alright.”
Steve pocketed his phone again and looked at Bucky. “Are you ok with leaving this place with me?”
Bucky nodded and slowly stood up from his little nest. His legs didn’t seem too steady, but he managed to stagger over to the kitchen counter, where he grabbed a few notebooks. Steve watched Bucky pack a few things into a backpack and then they left the apartment.
They only spoke again when they were boarding the Quinjet.
“I can leave as soon as I have dropped you off there,” Steve offered.
Bucky looked at him sceptically. “Your friend said it would be better if you stayed around.”
“Yes, but I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”
“I’m not uncomfortable as long as you keep it in your pants.”
“Of course, Buck. I would never...”
“I know,” Bucky muttered. “I remember bits and pieces of our youth. You never looked at me like that.”
“No. But you’re my best friend and I want to take care of you, if you can handle that.”
“I’m not sure. I avoided people since getting away.”
“I’m sorry,” Steve said.
Bucky shook his head. “It’s alright. Or it will be once this stupid heat is over.”
“It hasn't even started yet,” Steve pointed out.
“Yes, and I already hate it.”
“Boss, you have a Quinjet incoming,” Friday announced.
Tony looked up from his screen. “What? Who?”
“The jet is piloted by Captain Rogers.”
“Shit, how does he even know I’m here? Did you tell anyone that I’m not in Malibu?”
“No.”
Tony was fairly sure that Friday had sounded quite offended. He ignored his possibly sulking AI in favour of cleaning up the evidence that he had been moping around for the past week. Tony had never cleaned up an office space so fast. He probably still looked like shit but there was nothing he could do about that on such a short notice.
So, Tony just took a deep breath, put on his best PR-smile, and went down to the entrance.
Steve looked at him completely dumbfounded. “Tony? What are you doing here?”
“This is my house Cap,” Tony replied with a frown. If Steve hadn’t known that he was here, then why...
A scent hit Tony. Sweet like chocolate and tempting like a cup of coffee in the morning. Tony stared at the man who shuffled into the house and looked like he had slept about as little hours as Tony in the last week.
The man inhaled and his blue eyes widened as he no doubt had smelled Tony. Then he surprised both Steve and Tony by marching across the room and backing Tony against the wall.
Tony silently stared at the Omega who was taller and broader than him. He lowered his head and deeply inhaled Tony’s scent right at his throat.
“Alpha,” the man whispered, sending a shiver down Tony’s spine and his cock peaked up in interested.
“Bucky!” Steve sounded absolutely scandalised.
The name clicked and suddenly Tony knew why the Omega had looked familiar. He had known that Steve was looking for his former best friend, but no one had told him that Hydra had turned a frigging Omega into their super assassin.
The Omega, Bucky, Tony corrected himself, took a step back and smiled sheepishly at Tony. “Sorry doll. I didn’t mean to scare you.”
Then he just wandered of deeper into the house.
Tony looked at Steve. “What the hell Cap? You can’t just bring an Omega in pre-heat to another Alpha!”
“I didn’t know you were here. I just asked Nat to give me a secure location.”
“So, you can fuck your Omega through his heat?”
“No! Definitely not. He’s my best friend not my mate. He just needs a place to wait it out.”
Tony slowly shook his head. “Alright, the house is yours. I’m leaving.”
“Tony, don’t be ridiculous, we are not kicking you out of your own home. This was just the closest location Nat gave us. We will go somewhere else.”
A rich sweet smell, like chocolate and caramel mixed together caught Tony’s nose and he instinctively whipped his head in the direction.
“Shit,” Steve muttered. “I had hoped we had more time.”
Tony slowly let the back of his head hit the wall he was leaning against. Apparently, the pre-heat phase was over.
Bucky made it to the kitchen when he felt it. His insides clenched and the first rush of wetness was starting to drip out of his hole, slowly seeping into his underwear. The thought of getting something to drink was completely gone from his head, replaced by the instinctual need to get an Alpha to knot him. He took a deep breath. Then another one. The house smelled like the Alpha who greeted them at the door. An absolutely delicious scent that made Bucky want to drop his pants and ask the other to bend him right over this kitchen counter.
He shook his head and pushed he heat induced thoughts away. Some people liked to claim that heat turned Omegas and Alphas into nothing but sex-craved maniacs but that was usually just an excuse for people who liked to cheat on their partners or had sex out of wedlock. The latter point had been a very big concern in his youth. His parents had been scandalised when he had come home one night smelling of the female Alpha who had taken him dancing.
Bucky went to the fridge and took out a bottle of orange juice. He had just filled himself a glass when Steve and the other Alpha came up to him.
“I ... Ehm... didn’t introduce you properly,” Steve said, obviously uncomfortable with the situation. “Tony, this is Bucky, my best friend since we were young. Bucky, this is Tony. We saved the world together a few times.”
“Hi Tony,” Bucky drawled. “I hope you don’t mind that I got myself something to drink. I was feeling thirsty.”
“Mi casa es su casa,” Tony replied ignoring the obvious innuendo.
“Bucky,” Steve said and Bucky glanced over to him instead of starring into Tony’s dark eyes. “I think we should go somewhere else.”
Bucky shook his head slightly. “My heat has started now, Steve. So, if you would just point me in the direction of a bedroom then I will go there and not get on your nerves while we wait for it to be over.”
“How long has it been since your last heat?” Tony asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe around 70 years?”
Tony cursed colourfully, which turned Steve’s ears red. Bucky was delighted.
“So, this probably won’t be over in a day or two,” Tony said eventually.
“Probably not,” Steve agreed.
“Alright, the house is yours. Friday is hooked up to a lot of things so just ask her if you need something. She can also tell you which restaurants in the area have the best food.”
“Tony, we are not kicking you out of your house,” Steve said.
“I don’t mind you being here,” Bucky added.
“Well, you should mind,” Tony said. “I am an unknown Alpha.”
Bucky shrugged. “You are Steve’s friend, so I’d say it’s fine.”
Tony looked like he wanted to say something then he just shook his head and left the room.
“Buck, you shouldn’t lead him on,” Steve said once Tony had left.
“Who says that I don’t actually want him,” Bucky replied.
“He was right, you don’t know him.”
“No, but I know that he has not touched me despite me being very close to him before.”
Steve’s eyes widened. “You tested him.”
Bucky nodded. “Of course. Any Alpha unable to control themselves in the presence of an Omega is not safe to be around during heat. And even if I should be wrong, I know how to defend myself, Steve.”
“So, did you flirt with him to test him, or because you want him?” Steve asked.
“Both,” Bucky replied with a slight smirk before emptying his glass. “But I’m starting to get a little dizzy so I would really appreciate a bed now.”
A female voice suddenly spoke up. “The guestrooms are on the first floor to the right.”
“Thanks Friday,” Steve told the voice.
“Who is Friday?”
“Tony’s AI. She is very helpful.”
Bucky shook his head slowly. Some things about the future were simply weird, but also kind of cool.
Bucky and Steve made their way up the stairs and to a pretty but impersonally furnished bedroom.
“When did you last eat?” Steve asked, after Bucky had toed off his shoes before letting himself fall onto the soft mattress.
“I don’t know,” Bucky muttered. Judging by how his stomach felt, it had been quite some time ago. But getting back up again sounded like a too big task at the moment.
“I’ll get you something.”
“Thanks, Steve.”
“You’re welcome, Buck.”
Steve didn’t go straight to the kitchen but made a detour via Tony’s office. Friday had been nice enough to point him into the right direction.
“Sorry about this,” Steve said. “I thought you were in Malibu?”
Tony shrugged. “I needed a change of scenery. Are you going to give me the shovel talk?”
“What?”
“You know, some version of ‘if you touch the Omega under my protection, no one will find your body’ or whatever was appropriate in the old times.”
Steve shook his head. “Bucky used to be a big flirt, so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that he still is acting like that, but he will not approach you when he learns that you are in a relationship. Shit, I probably should have already told him that.”
“Technically, I’m not in a relationship right now,” Tony said. “Pepper and I are taking a break.”
“I’m sorry, Tony.”
While Steve really liked Pepper, he never appreciated that she made Tony feel guilty about being Iron Man.
“I would make a joke about your friends great timing, but I don’t feel like getting punched today.”
Steve narrowed his eyes at Tony, who immediately raised his hands. “It’s a joke Steve. Come on, I may be an asshole sometimes, but I would never try to seduce an Omega when they are at their most vulnerable.”
Steve decided to keep to himself that seduction was probably not necessary if Bucky actually had taken a liking to Tony and was not just messing with Steve.
“I wanted to make some food for Bucky and myself; do you also want something?”
Tony shook his head. “I’m good. Feel free to raid the fridge and the pantry. And let Friday know what you want to have ordered.”
“Thanks Tony.”
Steve went down to the kitchen to prepare some sandwiches for them. On Friday’s suggestion he also cut some fruits and took several bottles of water with him to Bucky’s room.
Once he opened the door, the sweet smell of an Omega in heat hit him like a blow to the head.
“Sorry,” Bucky muttered from where he was curled up on the bed.
“It’s not your fault, Buck,” Steve said and placed the food on the nightstand.
Then he handed Bucky one of the sandwiches. It got devoured in record time.
“Did we do this before?” Bucky asked quietly after the second sandwich.
“Me bringing you food during your heat? Once, you didn’t have any Alpha you were seeing at that time.”
“When was that?”
“A few months before you were drafted.”
Bucky hummed noncommittally and started to eat the fruits Steve had prepared.
They finished their meal in silence.
“Friday, is it inappropriate to order sex toys for an Omega you’re not dating?” Tony asked while browsing through a selection of knotting toys.
“Probably, Boss. Especially if it is someone you don’t know.”
Tony cursed under his breath and added a nice-looking toy to his order.
“Even though it is possibility inappropriate, he will most likely benefit from receiving some aid,” Friday added.
“Yes, I am basically a saint,” Tony muttered, while adding some scented massage oil to the order. The description said something about cinnamon, which would probably pair nicely with the chocolate and caramel smell of the Omega in question.
Tony knew that he should leave this house as fast as possible, but instead of choosing the sensible option, Tony kept browsing through the sex shops many many options.
Tony hadn't had sex in quite some time, so that’s what he chose to blame for wanting the absolutely delicious smelling Omega. Though realistically it probably wouldn’t have made a difference if had spent the last days fucking someone or multiple someone’s. One look into those blue eyes and one sniff of that smell and Tony had been done for.
He chose the express delivery option and then put his tablet down.
“Friday, when the delivery comes, let Bucky know that it’s for him. Or let me know. Don’t tell Steve, I don’t feel like getting murdered.”
“Sure thing, boss.”
Tony went down to the kitchen to make himself a quick meal but paused on his way there because he could see Steve staring out the window in the living room.
“Nice view, right?” Tony asked. The house had been built on a hill which enabled a great overview of the surrounding nature and the Mediterranean Sea in the distance.
“Yes, it’s a beautiful place,” Steve agreed.
“Mind if I ask why you are not with your Omega?”
“He’s not mine, Tony,” Steve replied with a sigh. “We’re basically brothers. Would you have sex with Rhodes?”
“No, but Rhodey is a beta and straight.”
“You know what I mean. I don’t want him like that but ... biology can make things ... difficult.”
Tony gasped in fake outrage. “Captain America got an erection smelling an Omega in heat? Wait till the media hears about this. They’ll have to conclude that you are still human after all.”
“Oh, shut up, Tony,” Steve mumbled, though Tony could see the hint of a smile on his face.
“If you want, I can help you take care of him,” Tony’s mouth offered without any input from his brain. “I’m sure I can deliver food and drinks just as well as you.”
“Thanks for the offer, Tony, but I ...”
Tony made a dismissive hand gesture. “You don’t trust me, it’s ok.”
“No, I do trust you, Tony. But Bucky has been through a lot with Hydra. Despite him flirting with you earlier, I’m not sure how well he can deal with people in general.”
Tony nodded. While his imprisonment in Afghanistan had been very short in comparison to Bucky’s experiences, he knew the feeling of just wanting to be left alone.
“Just keep it in mind, if you need a break at some point.”
“Thanks, Tony.”
“Don’t mention it,” Tony replied and went to the kitchen.
Bucky eyed the bathroom door and calculated if the effort of going there was really worth it. But a few hours into his heat he was feeling sweaty and his underwear was thoroughly soaked. He definitely needed a shower.
Bucky sat up slowly and then made his way over to the en suit bathroom on unsteady legs.
“Should I call Captain Rogers so he can assist you?” Friday asked, making Bucky jump.
“No, I’m fine,” Bucky replied. “I just want to take a shower.”
“I would advise on taking a bath instead,” Friday said.
Bucky frowned. “This bathroom doesn’t have a tub.”
“That is correct, but the master bathroom does.”
A shiver went through Bucky’s body. Using Tony’s bathtub sounded like a great idea. The Alpha could take care of him and afterwards fill his needy ... Bucky shook his head in an attempt to get rid of the unwanted thought.
“I can handle a shower,” Bucky muttered.
Friday stayed suspiciously quiet.
Bucky peeled off the shirt, pants and underwear that were clinging to his sweaty skin. He ignored the slick dripping slowly from his hole and stepped under the shower. The warm water felt like heaven and Bucky supressed a content moan. He washed his hair and then scrubbed himself clean. It would not last long but at least for a little bit he would be able to feel clean.
The warm water sliding down his body was enough to get Bucky’s dick from semi-hard to full on erection and he stared down at himself unsure how to handle the situation. He had done some experimental jacking off in the last few months, but it had been less fun than what he remembered.
He tentatively closed his right fist around his erection and had to bite his bottom lip in order to stifle a moan. It felt good. Really good. Especially as he started to move his hand up and down. His hole clenched down and the need to get filled started to cloud Bucky’s brain. He felt his slick dripping down more now, preparing his hole for the penetration of a thick Alpha cock that wouldn’t be happening. But knowing that it wouldn’t happen didn’t stop Bucky from imagining it.
He thought of a warm body pressing against his back. Crowding him against the shower wall. A big cock teasing along his ass before nudging at his hole. Bucky’s hand moved faster along his own pre-cum dripping erection. He imagined how the big Alpha cock would sink into him, filling him so good and deep.
His climax sneaked up on him and Bucky let out a shout he couldn’t muffle in time. His dick spurted all over the shower wall and his fist. Bucky almost lost his balance and fell on his ass.
Still breathing hard Bucky cleaned up all the evidence before exiting the shower. He dried himself with a towel, wincing when his body immediately provided more slick after he had carefully wiped his hole.
“New clothing has been placed on the dresser next to the bathroom,” Friday informed him, when he looked at the pile of discarded clothes on the bathroom floor.
“Thanks” Bucky muttered. “Hey Friday?”
“Yes?”
“Did you ehm... watch?”
“I monitor the health parameters of all occupants of the buildings I am installed in,” Friday answered. “But I adhere to a strict privacy protocol.”
“Alright,” Bucky mumbled and opened the bathroom door to grab the new clothes.
Steve was sitting in the kitchen eating original Italian pasta together with Tony. He had brought Bucky some of the food they had ordered but he had declined Steve’s offer to eat together. Bucky obviously wanted to be left alone and Steve understood that, even if his instincts told him to take care of the Omega.
“I hadn’t expected Bucky to be an Omega,” Tony said after they had run out of polite small talk about the Italian cuisine. “And I had expected even less that the army would have accepted Omegas in active-duty positions.”
“Male Omegas had a bit of a weird standing,” Steve answered with a slight shrug. “On paper they were actually supposed to be treated like all other males. The discrimination was mostly on a more personal level. Yes, they were allowed to join the army, but I haven’t met a single Omega officer in my time in the army. Most of them worked in supporting roles.”
“Huh, the more you know.”
Steve focused on his food trying his best to ignore the sweet smell of Bucky’s heat that was clinging to his clothes ever since he had been in his room for a bit to deliver dinner.
“I’ve been wondering,” Tony said eventually. “Since he was flirting with me a bit when you two arrived here. Is he straight and that was just the heat talking or...?”
Tony didn’t finish that sentence and looked at Steve expectantly.
“Or,” Steve replied, shifting in his chair uncomfortably. “While it wasn’t really talked about most people just looked the other way when a male Omega chose to be with a male Beta or Alpha. Especially during the War.”
Steve had witnessed Bucky getting really familiar with several soldiers over their time fighting Hydra and the Nazis together in Europe. But that was not something he was planning to relay to Tony.
“Are you asking because you ...” Steve didn’t finish the question, he just looked at Tony with a raised eyebrow.
“You can’t bring a pretty Omega here and expect me to not get at least a little curious,” Tony replied with a shrug and a grin. But Steve was relatively certain that the nonchalant posturing was an act.
“Bucky deserves a good Alpha,” Steve said.
“Sure, every Omega does.”
“You are a good man, Tony. I didn’t say that to exclude you as a possible option.”
“Oh?”
“It’s just... we don’t know the full extent of what happened to him during the last seventy years. And I am worried about him. But I am also worried about you, Tony. Bucky got just as enhanced as I did. If he should panic during ... the act, he could seriously hurt you, even without meaning to.”
Tony was quiet for a moment. “Honestly? I was never into that subservient Omega thing. I like my partners to be my equal usually. But the possibility of an Omega being stronger than me is kind of hot.”
Steve sighed. “Tony...”
“I know, too much information, sorry. I’d say blame the heat, but you know me, my brain just doesn’t have much of a filter on any day.”
Steve opened his mouth to say something, but Tony cut him off. “You don’t need to worry though. I am not planning on approaching him. He’s safe here, I promise you that.”
For a moment Steve wanted to ask what Tony would do if Bucky approached him, but he didn’t ask. Because he was quite sure he didn’t want the hear the answer.
“Boss?”
Friday’s voice woke Tony up far too early.
“What time, Fri?” Tony muttered into his pillow.
“It’s 8.14 am. But the delivery you ordered for Mr. Barnes is almost at the door. Captain Rogers is already awake; I can also ask him to receive it?”
“Nope, I’ll get it,” Tony mumbled and rolled out of his bed. He somehow found his way down to the front door and signed for a medium sized package.
Going back up the stairs again, it dawned on Tony that he did not think far ahead enough. As he stood in front of the guest bedroom, Bucky had taken up residence in, Tony had no idea if he should go in or just knock and leave the package outside.
“Friday?” Tony asked quietly.
“Mr. Barnes is awake, Boss. Should I ask him if you can come in or leave the delivery outside?”
In times like these Tony was really proud of his AI.
“Yes, thanks, Friday.”
Tony counted in his head. He made it to fifty-five before Friday told him that he could enter the room. Tony took a deep breath then he pushed the door handle down with his elbow.
Bucky was sitting on his bed, wearing a t-shirt and probably also pants though that was hidden under the bedsheets. He was looking at Tony and the package in his hands curiously. There was a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead, but otherwise the Omega look fine and healthy. Breedable, his traitorous Alpha brain suggested.
“Hi Tony,” Bucky purred. Realistically he probably had greeted him normally, but Tony had a really hard time focusing, even though he tried to breath in as little of the tempting smell as possible.
“Hi. I got something for you.” He slowly walked towards the bed and then put the box down at the end of it.
“Thank you?” Bucky said, looking confused but still curious.
“Have fun,” Tony replied. “And let Friday know if you need anything else.” He turned towards the door and was almost out of the room again when Bucky called his name.
Tony slowly turned back around. “Yes?”
“If I would ask you to help me through my heat, what would your answer be?”
Bucky looked at him with his blue eyes smelling like sin and heaven combined and Tony had to kick himself mentally to not get on his knees and beg the Omega to choose him.
“That I am a less-than-ideal candidate,” Tony managed to answer. “I mean, Captain America just a few rooms over.”
“Eww, no,” Bucky said. “Steve is basically my brother.”
“Well, then the contents of that box might be of help,” Tony said before leaving the room in a hurry.
He only stopped when he had reached his own room at the end of the hallway. He looked down himself and saw the obvious tent straining against his sleep pants. For a moment he thought about touching himself, but he knew that this would only make the craving worse. So, for once Tony picked the sensible option and took a cold shower.
Bucky frowned when Tony basically ran out of his room without answering his question properly. But since his curiosity got the better of him, Bucky crawled down to the end of the bed and opened the box Tony had brought in. It contained several smaller packages. The first one Bucky took out was scent neutral lubricant, which was nice to have but not necessary considering how wet his hole was. The second one was a medium sized dildo with a wider base, mimicking a knot. The third one was some cinnamon scented massage oil. The fourth one was some toy cleaning solution in a spray bottle. And the fifth and last box was the biggest and apparently contained a realistic Alpha cock replicate with a big knot at the base and two extra functions. Six different vibration settings and a cum option when the toy was filled with lubricant before use.
Bucky stared at the last box. He hadn’t even been aware that something like that existed. But it was extremely tempting. Though realistically, he probably should start with the smaller toy.
Or he could go after Tony.
Bucky shook his head, put the big box to the side, and unpacked the medium sized dildo. Afterwards he took off his pants and underwear. Then he was laying down on his side, dildo in hand and angled it towards his wet hole. A soft moan left his lips, as the tip nudged against his rim. Bucky pushed slightly and the toy went in smoothly up to the fake knot, which caught at his rim and made him gasp.
Last night, when everything had gotten too much to ignore, he had fingered himself and jerked off multiple times. The dildo now felt a lot better than his fingers. Though moving it back and forth Bucky still found himself wishing for a deeper penetration and a wider stretch.
His eyes wandered towards the biggest box again. He cursed under his breath and pulled the dildo out of his hole. Opening the box took longer than he liked but he was pleased to discover two other features of the R.A.E. the Real Alpha Experience. It had a remote to control the vibration options as well as the cum option, though Bucky was not patient enough right now to fill the toy with lubricant. The other feature was a suction cup at the base, which held perfectly well on the big headboard of the bed.
Bucky got into position on his hands and knees in front of the toy. Then he slowly pushed his hips backwards. The first two attempts only had the toy sliding to the side over his ass cheeks but on the third try Bucky had found a good angle.
The blunt head caught at his rim and Bucky whimpered softly, as he pressed backwards. His muscles did succumb to the pressure eventually and the head popped past the initial resistance. The stretch was a lot. His hole clenched involuntarily and Bucky groaned. He pushed back a little more and his thighs started shaking, as the big dildo moved deeper and deeper.
Bucky kept moving backwards until he could feel the knot pressing against his rim and the rest of the toy rearranging his inner organs. Reaching for the remote Bucky pressed the ‘1’ button. The toy buzzed to life and Bucky came instantly. The overwhelming feeling of finally being filled to the brim in combination with the vibrations had just been too much for his body.
Bucky didn’t stop. He worked his way through the different vibration options until he was a quivering mess and his dick finally stayed soft.
With a grunt Bucky pulled forward and then let himself fall to the side. He fell asleep before his head even had hit the bedsheets properly.
“Hi Nat,” Steve greeted Natasha when she answered his call. “How is Lagos?”
“Reconnaissance is going fine but there is little to report yet. How is the safe house?”
“It’s a very nice house. Though you didn’t mention that it was Tony’s.”
“Does that matter?”
“It wouldn’t have mattered, if Tony would have actually been in Malibu.”
“Wait, Tony is in Italy?”
“Yes.”
“But Bucky is in heat, isn’t he?”
Natasha had obviously talked to Sam, but Steve was not surprised about that. “Yes, he is.”
“So, how does this work? Do you take turns?”
“Jesus Christ, Nat! No.”
There was a soft chuckle on the other end of the call. “Well, sorry for assuming two Alphas might be interested in an Omega in heat.”
“He’s my best friend. That wasn’t a code for ‘we were mates and just didn’t tell anyone’. So, no. I will definitely not have sex with him.”
“And what about Tony?”
Steve sighed. “I have no idea. I think they might both be interested in each other, but Tony has assured me that he won’t make any moves on Bucky.”
“So, what if Bucky takes the first step?”
“I have no idea,” Steve mumbled. “And I also don’t think that I want to know.”
“So, why don’t you leave Bucky in Tony’s care and come to us like we planned? I’m fairly sure you know just as well as I do that if they are actually interested in each other, it’s only a matter of time, before they fuck their way through Bucky’s heat.”
“I don’t want Bucky to feel like I’m leaving him behind.”
“Have I suggested that you vanish during the night?” Natasha asked sounding like she thought he was an idiot. “Talk to him, explain that you’re needed by your team and that Tony will take care of him.”
“I don’t know, Nat...”
“They are two adults, Steve,” she pointed out. “They don’t need you to babysit them. And given how squeamish you are around the topic of sex I don’t think you’ll want to listen to Bucky taking Tony’s knot.”
“I not squeamish, just not shameless,” Steve replied.
“If you say so. Anyway, I got to go and supervise Wanda. She still has a lot to learn about being a spy. See you.”
“Bye Nat.”
Steve ended the call and let himself fall back against the couch he had been sitting on. This whole situation was a mess.