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    The bunk is so small that Anakin can support his rocking by pressing both hands on the overhead.

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    The moment Sam shut the door behind him, Bucky was crowding him against it.

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    "I have a proposition for you," Sharon says.

    Bucky steels himself, unsure of where this is going, but absolutely certain Sharon’s proposition will be something along the lines of, "Stop having sexual fantasies about my boyfriend."

    So needless to say he’s surprised when Sharon says instead, “I want you and Sam to have sex.”

    For a moment, Bucky doesn’t respond; just blinks at her, mouth half-hung open in shock. Finally, he utters out a singular, “What?”

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    20 Sep 2024

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    ~~My Favorite Part's~~

    Sure, he still has nightmares, still has bad days, but for the most part, he’s doing okay. In fact, some days, he feels almost happy.
    He’d be a lot happier, probably, if he didn’t have unrequited feelings for Sam Wilson.

    But Bucky doesn’t have that layer of softness to him, or if he did, it was buried long ago. Bucky has always been rough and sharp around the edges, was always going to cut anyone who got too close. The truth is, one way or the other, he was never going to be Sam’s, and that’s why he can’t hate Sharon. Not really, anyway.

    So, Bucky deals with it. He takes care of his cat, tries to remember to regularly do his laundry, tells himself that he can be happy with just having Sam in his life at all, and ignores the way that seeing Sam happy with someone else makes his stomach churn. And so what, if sometimes Bucky attempts to make a joke just to hear Sam’s laugh? So what, if his gaze lingers on places it shouldn’t every time Sam dons Cap uniform? So what, if when Bucky’s alone in the shower at his apartment, fist wrapped around his dick, the only thing that sends him over the edge is imagining the noises Sam makes when he comes?

    Bucky is too distracted by the muscles beneath Sam’s back, shifting as he walks back towards the quinjet, and the line of sweat that trickles down Sam’s neck.
    He’s just starting to entertain the idea of chasing the line of sweat on Sam’s skin with his mouth when he hears someone clear their throat, and turns to see Sharon, who has emerged from the warehouse and now stands behind Bucky.

    All she saw was Bucky staring at her boyfriend, but there’s no harm in that, not really. Sam is an attractive man; he’s sure Sharon knows that better than anyone. It’s not Bucky’s fault he has eyes. And besides, if she were going to get mad over something as innocent as Bucky checking Sam out, she better start with Torres first. Bucky’s lost track of the number of times he’s caught Torres admiring Sam in his Captain America uniform.

    “Wait,” Bucky says. “We?”
    “Yes, we,” Sharon says, a little impatient. “It was both of our ideas, but he was the one to suggest it. What, you think I would proposition you to fuck my boyfriend without his consent?”
    “No, I just – ”
    “Bucky,” Sharon interrupts, then steps forward until there’s barely any space between the two of them before lowering her voice into a seductive whisper. “He wants you, too.”
    For a brief second, it feels like Bucky’s brain goes offline.

    “You ready for me to move?”
    “Please,” Sam whines, and so Bucky does, pulls his cock out and then eases himself back into Sam’s tight, warm heat.
    He starts off slow, at first, just to get Sam used to the feeling, but when Sam’s moans go breathier and higher, he quickens his pace, hips snapping to meet Sam’s ass, Sam crying out every time.
    And Bucky knows it’s been a while for him – eighty years, to be more precise – but God, he knows it’s never felt like this. The feeling of Sam’s ass tightly gripping his cock is nothing but transcendent. He can’t believe he’s gone his whole life without experiencing this. He doesn’t want to go another day without it.

    Regardless, he tries to tell himself to move on. That one night with Sam, and with Sharon, had worked, somehow, that he’d fucked it out of his system, or at the very least, gotten some bizarre sense of closure. That one night was all Bucky needed of Sam to rid himself of whatever feelings he had forever.
    It works, for about a week, until one night in the shower, Bucky finally gives in, and after days of avoiding temptation, wraps a hand around his dick.

    Shit, Bucky thinks, dimly, beneath the spray of his shower, water already gone cold. I am so fucked.

  4. Public Bookmark 8

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    Sam gets turned on after Steve works on his motorcycle and gets all greasy and dirty.

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    20 Sep 2024

  5. Public Bookmark 29

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    Sam and Bucky have some fun on the boat as the party celebrating Sam becoming Captain America winds down.

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    I’m going nuts trying to find a cookie to take a bite out of. I’m a wolf looking for the most delectable dish,” murmured Bucky into Sam’s ear before he nibbled Sam’s earlobe, “Are you rationed, honey?

    Sam shouldn’t have a raging boner because of what Bucky was saying. Why was it all so sultry coming from this asshole? Why did wherever Bucky’s breath hit heat up as he said those words?

    Sam had standards. Where were Sam’s standards?

    Out the window when it came to a man with washboard abs, a growl of a voice, and eyes that looked like all Bucky wanted to do was make love to Sam and take care of Sam forever, apparently.

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  6. Public Bookmark 20

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    Steve's gone. Riley's dead. And Sam and Bucky are sitting on the back porch of the house in Delacroix, staring at the moon as stories and confessions all spill out at once. Sometimes love can hurt like hell, even long after it's gone.

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  7. Public Bookmark 19

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    “I am a killer, a machine, I can't give you what you deserve, you're you, you are perfect, and funny and perceptive and hot, and you deserve everything”.

    "You think I'm hot?"

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    In an Alternate Universe where soulmates see in black and white until they touch each other.

    Sam is fighting a deranged assassin, the last thing he expects is to be seeing colours as well as stars after he punches him in the face.

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    20 Sep 2024

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    The Soldier meets a toddler at the park.

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    18 Sep 2024

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    ~~I wanna place the whole thing here but it's so short and is a very cute read. I lovee some baby Sam! My Favorite Part's~~

    "Birdie!" the toddler said again, and that's when the Soldier felt something move on his head.
    The Soldier cowered and tried to swat away whatever it was when the child cried out. "Nooooo!! Bad man!"
    The child's accusation took the Soldier aback, and he frowned. But then he watched in confusion as a bird flew over to the child and sat down on his head.

     

    But the Soldier ignored him and turned around to look at the child with the bird one more time. He was currently being hugged by a man who the Soldier assumed was the father.
    The child saw the Soldier and waved at him. The Soldier couldn't help himself and gave a small wave back.

  9. Rec 21

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    Sam Wilson is finally lucid after five days of sex. It's an aftermath, an interim, and a beginning all at once.

    She really meets her new soulmate. They actually talk this time.

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    18 Sep 2024

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    ~~There's only 1 out of 2 chapters posted. It's cute and i adore Bucky wanting to take csre of Sam, I love that. Maybe 1 day we'll get chapter 2!
    My Favorite Part's~~

    Sam Wilson woke up with her hips rolling on the dick inside her. Her soulmate was asleep under her, but he was hard, and that was all that she cared about in the moment.

    One might think it would be a bit awkward having sex for two days without knowing what name to call out, but Sam had consistently been beyond words, and her soulmate didn’t really make all that much noise at all. Even as Sam sat up so she could bounce harder on her soulmates cock, officially starting day three, neither of these pieces of information seemed all that relevant. Nothing was more important than the hips that were starting to snap back up at her, the hand gripping her hips to jerk her down, her soulmate's eyes that were open and staring so hard that she had to meet them.
    Words were not necessary to convey the feelings between them. Fuck me. Harder. Faster . Deeper. Never stop.

    Asset propped himself over his soulmate, who seemed to be in pain. She was obviously unwilling to move because of it, and it occurred to him that that was something else that he might need to train out of her; pain was not something to give in to, but to power through.
    And yet as soon as he thought that, a stronger thought surged to the forefront. He would never let anything hurt her.
    To that end, the Asset immediately began creating a list of people that he was going to kill. He split it into a list of three: absolutely necessary, something he would enjoy, and cannon fodder. He then gave them sub sections of as soon as possible, immediately after that, and whenever he got around to it.

  10. Rec 23

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    Not all soul bonds are created equally.

    Sometimes you get a meet cute that you get to tell your children 10 years down the line. Sometimes you learn that a platonic relationship is not any less powerful than a romantic one. Sometimes you get fucked in a bathroom stall in the middle of a big meeting by a member of your competitive company and can never look your fellow coworkers in the eye again.

    Fortunately for Sam, that last one was not quite the situation she found herself in.

    Unfortunately, her soulmate is an assassin.

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    18 Sep 2024

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    ~~My Favorite Part's~~

    Speaking of overtly horny, her soulmate was palming himself, legs wide open, and Sam crossed her legs to keep from touching herself. It was the first time she's worn a dress in quite possibly years, and she can't decide if the new matching bra and panties was serendipity or fate. Something told her that her soulmate wasn't really in the mood to appreciate it as much as he should. Perhaps it was his incredibly blank face that was at odds with his intense gaze, but Sam knew she needed to get out of the club before she was ravaged by a stranger in front of all of her workmates. So she threw a hand full of cash for drinks down on the table they were sharing, and ignored their calls for her as she hurried for the door. They might come after her, but she could outrun them. The same could not be said for her soulmate, she somehow knew.

    The Asset stood, moving towards the doorway without a thought to his mission. He stepped into the chilled air of the night, looked in the direction he could feel her though their fledging bond, and gave chase.

    He catches her near Central Park. She has gotten farther than he had calculated that she might, taking off her shoes earlier in the chase, and sprinting as fast as her bare feet would take her. It was impressive, and he thought it wouldn't be hard to teach her to go even farther. For now, he drags her in to find a nice bench to fuck her on, and then moves them into the bushes when a security guard comes by. They fuck until she passes out mid-orgasm, and then he works her unconscious body, until he comes. Still seated in her, he searches her purse for her identification, and then her phone for her address. He's hard again by the time he thinks of a plan of action, and proceed to give her two more orgasm, (the first one she wakes up during, and she falls asleep after the second,) before coming in her again.

    Putting her panties and dress back into place, he tucks himself away. He takes the time to remove all the trackers from his body, even digging his smallest blade into the junction between his shoulder and metal to shut off the tracker that would signal after 48 hours without maintenance until he could find someone to surgically remove it. The Asset knew that the work that he did was ultimately good, but he also knew that good Assets did not get to keep things, much less people.

    He wanted to keep this woman, this Samantha Wilson, and that meant that he had to leave the organization.

    Sam wakes up naked in her apartment, with her mattress under her and her soulmate over and inside of her. She doesn't stop to think about it, just wraps her legs around his hips, threads her fingers through his shoulder length hair, and enjoys the ride.

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    Them being Sam Wilson. I just think he's neat. So does everyone else, maybe too much.

    There's a reason they're in front of a judge.

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    18 Sep 2024

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    ABO stories featuring Sam Wilson

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    It had been a dream of Sam’s ever since he was a pup sitting in the lap of his maternal grandfather Gabe Jones to join the U.S. Army. His collection of little green army men ran mission after mission every day, led by the Captain America and Bucky figures he’d been so excited to finally find in his Happy Meals after a month of McDonalds. He would imagine running through a war zone, boots pounding the ground, shouting orders to men and saving civilian lives.

    Then he presented.

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    17 Sep 2024

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    ~~I love my Rhodey bear short appearance along with Tony also. This was an amazing read and I loved seeing Sam meet Steve but I adored how different his meeting with Bucky went. Them together is just magic!
    My Favorite Part's~~

    That dream shifted course the first time his uncle took him to an airshow. Staring wide-eyed at the planes overhead, Sam couldn’t help but think that maybe if one of the commandos had been a pilot, Captain America would still be around today. He resolved that one day he’d be up there, flying and saving lives.
    Uncle Jim was smug after persuading Sam to join “the superior military branch”, buying him Air Force merch and model fighter planes. Mama just laughed and said that the military was in her family’s blood, be it Army or Air Force, and she’d be proud of her boy either way. Sam soaked up her pride and continued to dream of the sky.

    When he finally came out of the heat fog early on the morning of his birthday, he cried for an hour. Omegas, while allowed to join the military, were never allowed in combat. His dream was over.

    Sam had mostly felt bad that Grandpa Gabe hadn’t lasted two more years to see his friend return. Now, though, he was feeling more bemused at how much the man had undersold Captain Rogers’ ability to be a little shit.
    That feeling grew as Captain Rogers lapped him again and again and again, each time with a cheery, “On your left!” He made another five laps just while Sam was doing his cool-down; no matter how much Sam wanted to show off for his childhood idol, he had learned the hard way about ignoring his body when it said it was time to stop.

    “You know, I get that it can be rather discouraging to be lapped so many times, but you were doing a really great job out there,” Steve said, all earnest reassurance. Sam caught a brief flicker of Steve’s eyes down to Sam’s prosthetic, but his expression remained remarkably puppy-like. Sam couldn’t help but grin back.

    That advice had led him here, holding the door of a Starbucks for an omega whose scent screamed “home”. Sam smiled at him as he walked past, and Steve caught another hit of his sweat-scent and had to lock his knees.

    Sam thanked him with a smile as Steve passed across his drink. His hum of pleasure at the first sip had the back of Steve’s neck heating once again, this time with pride at providing for his omega.
    Bad Steve , he told himself. He’s not your omega.
    Yet , his traitorous little hindbrain felt the need to add.

    It turned out that three times the pancakes required to feed two adults and two kids could only feed two adults and a super soldier if also paired with two Costco-sized packs of Lil’ Smokies. He sent up a silent apology to future Sam’s breakfasts as he cooked his entire month’s worth of non-egg protein and reminded himself that he was not going to starve. The contented look on Steve’s face really was worth it in the end, and left Sam’s omega preening.

    “Stand down, Soldier,” one of the Hydra agents said, stepping between him and Sam. “We’ve got -” The man never had a chance to finish his sentence. The assassin took him out in one fluid motion, and suddenly all the Hydra men were shouting and throwing themselves at their now-rogue asset. One by one, he took them out, until there was no one left between his blood-drenched figure and Sam, armed with only a pistol and his rusty combat skills. Sam had barely brought it up before the assassin knocked it aside, spun Sam around, and buried his face in Sam’s neck.
    Oh, hello, pheromones. Assassin was definitely an alpha, and he was currently projecting the strongest “Mine!” Sam had ever smelled. From the smell of it, they were also very, very compatible.
    Well. This was going to be very awkward to explain to Uncle Jim when he arrived.

    “I’m not hurt,” Sam assured them breathlessly. “This is just the second part of the situation I mentioned. I’ve, ah,” his breath hitched again, “been imprinted on by a feral alpha.”
    A chorus of groans echoed through his phone’s speaker. “Please tell me you don’t mean the Winter Soldier,” Jim pleaded.

    Tony clapped his hands and shot a smirk towards Natasha. “Let’s brainstorm what to do about the feral alpha currently wrapped around my almost-nephew.”

    Steve gave them both an awkward smile that couldn’t hide the longing in his eyes when they entered the room, which Sam decided to take as confirmation his private assumptions about Steve and Bucky in the 40s were correct. This was awkward enough for him; it must be excruciating for Steve.

    all Sam could do was hold on for the ride and moan like a whore.

    “And what do I give my alpha?”
    All tension left Bucky’s body in a heartbeat, flopping him down on Sam’s chest.
    “Everything I need.”

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    Sam and his alphas share a moment with their newborn baby girl.

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    17 Sep 2024

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    ~~Short but sweet!
    My Favorite Part's~~

    Their baby girl has been in the world for three hours now, and Sam hasn't stopped smiling. He's got her tucked close against his bare chest and she looks at him with beautiful blue eyes. He'll never know for sure whether those eyes are from Steve or Bucky — both of his alphas had taken very good care of him during that last heat nine months ago — and it doesn't matter anyways; they all love her with their whole hearts.
    They're all curled together in their nest, Steve and Bucky on either side of him, transfixed by the little bundle in Sam's arms. Sam can feel their love and awe through their bond, so strong it's almost overwhelming. He's aching and bone tired from the ordeal of bringing her into the world, but the pain and exhaustion don't hold a candle to his utter joy.

    Bucky reaches over and lets her grasp one of his vibranium fingers, and he and Sam exchange fond looks.
    "Wanna hold her?" Sam asks.
    Bucky nods and Sam transfers Emma over easily. A part of him is reluctant to let her go, but the sight of his baby in Bucky's arms immediately lights up his hindbrain with warm feelings.
    "God look at you," Bucky says with a laugh. She really is something, chunky all over with round cheeks and thick tufts of dark hair.

    "Can I have her a minute?" Steve asks, expression eager, and Bucky acquiesces, gently placing their daughter in Steve's waiting hands.
    The moment she's in his arms, Steve starts tearing up, and Sam gets it — they've all spent the past few hours having bouts of weepiness over how incredible it is that she's finally here.

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    Sam's had a hell of a week. There's literally only one way to make it better.

    or; soft a/b/o tantric sex therapy pt.III

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    17 Sep 2024

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    ~~Why must this be the end... so many possibilities 😢 Either way I hope the author comes back to this some day because it's so fucking good. I loved the part were Steve kissed Sam on the forehead. The slowest of burns y'all and that was so damn hot and sweet to me tho!!!
    My Favorite Part's~~

    Feeling like he might be staring, Sam looked down at the Alpha’s cart. “You can’t judge me when you have a cart full of TV dinners.”
    It sounded rude to Sam’s ears, but James just laughed, his shoulders shaking as he held back his volume in the quiet store.
    “It’s either that or eat instant rice and ramen noodles.” James admitted, shrugging. “Steve can barely boil water.”
    That caught Sam’s interest and he rocked back on his heels. “You two… live together?”
    James blinked as though the question caught him off guard. Then he hummed a little and answered. “I guess you wouldn’t know.” He nodded. “We’re housemates.”
    “Huh.” Sam couldn’t quite identify the feeling that bubbled in his stomach. But his chest was starting to feel tight and skin was prickling. Suddenly the fluorescent lights were to harsh, washing everything in a painful, stark light. He’d come out to escape thinking about Steve and James and the whole Thing, and yet. “Well, goodnight.”
    With that, he turned on his heel and started to walk back down the aisle. He knew James wasn’t going to let him go that easily, but he had secretly hoped for a reprieve. He couldn’t even bring himself to pretend to be surprised when the Alpha’s cart came rolling up beside him.

    The closest thing he had to true intimacy were his interactions with James and Steve. And it was just their fucking job.
    “Nothing.” He said, and tried to move around James.
    He should have seen it coming, but it caught him off guard when the Alpha grabbed his upper arm, holding him in place. Sam could feel the strength that resided there, even with his muscles hidden beneath the large sweatshirt. A shiver ran through him, the place where James had grabbed him almost burned before a pleasant thrum rippled up his arm.
    Sam looked down, but couldn’t pull away. His traitorous body yearned for more.

    He noticed almost immediately that the red-headed woman who was usually there to pick up her Omega wasn’t around. He vaguely remembered overhearing talk of them going on vacation two weeks ago. And that meant that when he looked up, James’ entire attention had zero’d in on him.
    The Alpha’s face was almost inscrutable, as he watched Sam. His hair today was up in a bun that Sam might have called adorable on anyone else. But he didn’t say anything, and Sam immediately felt his stomach drop at the thought that the Alpha might actually be mad at him. Swallowing thickly, he approached the desk, trying not to appear as nervous as he suddenly was. Somewhere in his Omega brain, he was keening to apologize, anything to make the Alpha stop looking at him like that.
    “Sam.” James rumbled, a little quieter than usual. He stood up behind the desk, and even though he was only an inch taller than Sam he seemed so imposing. But then he sighed and dipped his head head, folding his arms over his chest. “I wanted to apologize to you. And explain. If you let me.”

    By time he had returned, Sam had slipped out of his coat and already started loosening his tie. James’ handed him the robe, towel and swim trunks, his eyes lingering on the sliver of skin creeping out of the collar of Sam’s shirt.
    It was almost so blatant that Sam ducked his head, unsure of how to process that type of attention.

    “Do you trust me, doll?”
    The affect the nickname had was nearly pavlovian. Sam shivered, his eyes fluttering shut as he nodded. “Y-yes.”
    “Kneel for me, doll.” Steve’s command was quiet. “Slowly, so that you don’t hurt yourself.”

    There was something oddly magnetic between them, and Sam dug his fingers into the futon to keep from leaning toward him. “I just, you know, James.”
    Steve raised an eyebrow. “What about Bucky?”
    What a nickname. Sam couldn’t help but think, wondering how he ended up with doll while James got something so unfortunate. “He told me you were... housemates.”

    The look in Steve’s blue eyes when he caught sight of Sam was unreadable. But the Omega could swear he felt the heat of the intensity of the gaze as the Alpha looked at Sam in his hoodie.

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    Sam ends up going back and manages to keep things strictly professional.

     


    or; soft a/b/o tantric sex therapy pt.II

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    17 Sep 2024

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    ~~Oh My God, the slow burn of it all!
    My Favorite Part's~~

    James looked rather pleased with himself, the slight smirk on his lips just daring Sam to try and come up with another excuse.
    “Fine.” Sam snapped, glowering at James, though judging by the twitching of the Alpha’s lips his petulance was having the opposite intended effect.

    It was telling just how far he let himself go that he didn’t even notice the door opening until the quiet padding of feet against the tiles roused him.
    He blinked his eyes open slowly, just in time to see Steve approaching. His brain still not fully awake, he licked his lips upon seeing the green shirt the Alpha was wearing today clinging tightly to his impressive body. He looked shiny, and his hair was floppy and damp like he had just gotten out of a shower. He’s fucking gorgeous. Sam’s mind provided elegantly.
    “I checked on you earlier and you were so relaxed I didn’t want to bother you.” Steve’s voice was almost a hush, like he didn’t want to startle Sam.
    The Alpha crouched down by the edge of the jacuzzi, arms on his thighs as he looked down at Sam. He seemed to be searching for something in the Omega’s face before continuing.

    Steve’s eyes lazily trailed down Sam’s body in a way that didn’t some completely professional.

    Sam watched him apprehensively for a beat, trying to find any ounce of dishonesty in his statement. But just like last time, Steve’s face was almost infuriatingly sincere. While James looked like he was always had a secret tucked away, Steve was almost unnervingly open. He let the blonde Alpha help him into the robe, the soft material felt lovely on his skin. He swallowed thickly, averting his gaze as Steve tied the belt of the robe around his waist, pulling it into a neat, but secure knot.
    Steve gave him a reassuring smile, before placing a hand on his elbow and leading him out of the spa room.

    “What are you doing?” Sam could practically feel his heart beating out of his chest. Steve’s strong arms wrapped around his waist, holding him tightly against the Alpha’s chest. He could feel Steve’s breath on the back of his neck, his scent was strong permeating Sam’s senses. Sam found himself torn between wanting to get as far away as possible and drown himself in those comforting pheromones.
    “Holding you, doll.” Steve murmured by his ear, breath tickling the sensitive scent gland on his neck.

    “Sweet thing.” Steve said quietly, awe coloring his voice. He slipped one arm from around Sam’s waist and reached up to gently rub his thumb over Sam’s scent gland. “You smell like early morning dew.”

    Steve seated at his side, cross-legged with his hands now relaxed in his lap. The Alpha looked both pleased and a little wonderstruck. He quirked a small, intimate smile at Sam, leaning forward a little.

    “I may have pushed you a little farther than I meant to today.” Steve admitted. A light pink dusting appeared on his cheeks, and if Sam didn’t know any better he’d say he was embarrassed. “You were just responding so well, I—“ He paused, contemplating. “You were wonderful.”
    Sam tilted his head, staring up at Steve. This was the first time he thought he saw something guarded in the Alpha’s demeanor. It seemed almost silly that Steve would try and hide something after had just happened.

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    Sam went an hour out of his way to get a refund for a joke gift.
    He regretted the day he ever became friends with Riley.

    or; a soft a/b/o tantric sex therapy au

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    ~~Oh they want our Sammy so bad, lol! I love that for them and me!!!
    My Favorite Part's~~

    James just kept staring at him, making Sam’s skin prickle uncomfortable. He was a fairly composed man, but damn if this Alpha didn’t make him feel exposed, like he was reading every uncomfortable insecurity Sam was trying to hide. The alpha set the envelope down and the gestured with two fingers.
    “Come here.”
    The quiet command pulled at Sam’s Omega senses, and he hesitated. But the Alpha just gestured again, and Sam leaned forward cautiously over the desk, alarm bells going off in his head.

    Ever since his career took off, Sam had struggled maintaining relationships, but being busy didn’t stop his heats from arriving each month on schedule. He did what he could, but it was never more than perfunctory action at this point.
    “Hey, hey…” Suddenly, Steve’s arms wrapped around his body, warm and strong. Just this side of tight so that Sam felt secure. “I’m not blaming you, doll.” Sam gasped a little, and Steve squeezed him in encouragement. “You’re here now, I’ve got you. You're going to be okay.”
    Steve held him for a few minutes, just keeping him close, letting his pheromones calm Sam down until he was letting off less anxiety.
    “Just one more thing, doll.” Steve chuckled a little as he moved away. Sam could hear him moving things around on the counter. “You like that, huh?”
    Before Sam could even think of a way to reply, he felt the heat of Steve’s body near him again. This time, he felt Steve’s hand cup his cheek and then felt something light being pressed against his scent gland, recognizing the strong scent of lavender.
    “No? That’s usually a winner.” Steve hummed, and the lavender scent was gone. He felt another light touch to his scent gland. This time it was vanilla and Sam could have melted into Steve’s arms. “There it is. A sweet scent for a sweet Omega.”

    He placed a hand on Steve’s arm in greeting before picking up the clipboard with Sam’s information on it. He smiled a little as he read the name line. “Doll, huh?”
    Steve looked over at him as he closed a cabinet door, his eyes shined with warmth as he answered. “He’s surprisingly sweet.” Steve leaned his hip against the counter. “I was a little worried, but I think he knows he needs help.”
    “Well.” Bucky’s eyes scanned the rest of the chart. He wasn’t at all surprised by the early conclusions Steve had drawn. He could tell Sam was touch-starved by how he held himself. Steve had his work cut out for him with this one. “You’ve got four weeks to convince him.”
    “Four whole weeks?” Steve sounded surprised. His gaze softened as the slight pink color that rose in Bucky’s cheeks. He moved closer and bumped his shoulder against his friend’s companionably. “I don’t blame you. I’m looking forward to it as well.”

    Something about the Omega had tripped Bucky up, and he was fascinated by him. He was obviously in pain, but he held himself with such poise and confidence, it was hard not to want to know more.
    Bucky had secured them the time, now Steve just had to make sure he stayed.

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    The Cap Quartet is on a mission when Sam and Bucky have to go undercover at a gay bar. Undercover missions sometimes involve making out which sometimes leads to unresolved feelings becoming resolved.

     

    Sam watches Natasha spread herself over Bucky's broad thighs. She plants herself erotically in the center of his lap letting her hands float above his chest, she cups his jaw. Her movements are slow, calculated, deliberate. She tilts his chin up, tipping his head back. Bucky stares up at her, his mouth dropping every so slightly until finally, their lips meld easily in a seamless and filthy cadence.

    And dammit. They look good, they look hot, Sam fumes.

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    ~~My man Sam is so damn thirsty in this, lol! I love that.
    My Favorite Part's~~

    "You sure you don't wanna fill in, Steve? It's not bad, there were only a few guys blowing each other in the bathroom," Bucky offers with a wicked grin on his face.
    Steve spins back with wide eyes and pink painting his face. He tries to glare but it's futile.
    "No thank you, I'd prefer to stay here," Steve answers causing a snicker out of Bucky before he turns to Sam, "No offense, Sam."
    "None taken," Sam says quietly.

    Without saying anything, Sam casually escapes by stepping outside with an excuse about getting air. He can't admit to anyone how much he's dreading even the idea of seeing Natasha and Bucky all tangled up together again. Thighs, hands, lips everywhere. It makes his stomach twist painfully.
    He seriously might be in too deep.

    Sam ignores him or at least does his best to. He puts on the lid to the blender and presses the start button, happy to drown out Bucky with the incessant grating of the blender. Of course, this is when Bucky decides to leave Sam in peace and to do that he has to slide against Sam's backside to get out of the small kitchen. Sam's propelled into the counter, as always, although this time it feels rougher than usual. He grips onto the edge of the countertop when he feels Bucky still behind him. The man's breath suddenly ghosts against the skin of his neck. Bucky speaks the word "sorry" close enough to Sam's ear that he's able to hear it over the loud blender.
    The space behind him opens up and Sam watches Bucky walk to the loveseat to finish his coffee.

    They're still waiting for their leads to show, the back room has been empty thus far. Sam's foot starts tapping impatiently and maybe it's the exhaustion hitting him and his need to stay awake because in a spur of a moment, he jumps out of his chair.
    "Gonna dance," Sam rattles off and doesn't bother granting Bucky a look before he dives into the dense sea of people.
    He finds a guy easily, actually they find him. He has a stranger's hands on him in seconds and they instantly press together and sway to the pounding music of the club. The man is aggressive, already rubbing his crotch against Sam's and unfortunately, it's doing nothing for Sam.
    Sam keeps up the act though, grinding right back, swaying to the music with his hands on the guy's ass. When the next remixed chorus hits, Sam feels new hands on his hips coming from behind. Abruptly the heat in front of him vanishes. Sam opens his eyes to find the stranger he was dancing with backing away. Sam arches an eyebrow at the peculiar retreat until the man dancing behind him pulls him flesh against his broad chest. It's then Sam recognizes the solid sensation on his left side and registers metal. It's Bucky.

    Sam's breath nearly catches. He recognizes Bucky's familiar scent as his partner's mouth rests in the crook of his shoulder. Bucky grinds his hips into Sam like every other couple, blending in perfectly. Except, it's all so much for Sam and at the same time, not enough. This is the most contact he's ever gotten with Bucky, the movement is rougher than when he's shoved into the counter to make space in the safehouse kitchen and the heat radiating off the man is making Sam's skin burn.

    He spins around, shoves Bucky against the wall and takes everything he's ever wanted — those pouty, pink lips. He kisses him and Bucky doesn't even hesitate, kissing him back breathlessly, tirelessly. Bucky's hands dig into his waist and Sam can't breathe — god, this is everything, everything but it has to end. This is just a cover. Sam pulls himself away and steps back. He scans behind them and takes a relieved breath in when he sees the bodyguards striding the opposite way. Sam is embarrassingly out of breath, panting quietly to himself and hoping Bucky can't hear it over the booming music enveloping the bar.
    He refuses to look at Bucky now. He finally felt those lips, finally got a taste of them and it was good. He can't let himself think the words he wants more but god does he ever.
    He's officially in too deep.

    "How does she know everything?" Sam whispers to Bucky.
    "Maybe we weren't as quiet as we thought," Bucky supposes.
    "You weren't!" Steve answers from the other room. ~~Steve with the smooth call out, lol!~~

    He rests his head against Bucky's chest and hugs him.
    Bucky laughs making his chest vibrate against Sam's cheek.

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    Hooking up with Sam has been a dream come true for Bucky and he will happily bury his feelings for eternity if it means he gets to be with Sam.
     
     
    He adorably tried to play it off like he fell. Like a person could actually fall perfectly into someone's lips with their mouth puckered and ready. Bucky didn't care about the silly fib because the kiss, as light and brisk as it may have been, did something to him. Lit something up inside of him that had been dormant for some time. He leaned right back in and kissed Sam for real.

    That's how it started. With them making out every time Sam got a little drunk.

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    ~~These boys are dumb but also in love!
    My Favorite Part's~~

    That's how it started. With them making out every time Sam got a little drunk. Which coincidentally also started occurring more often. Sam began arriving with more beer, started suggesting more bars or ordering more wine for the table. Unfortunately, it always stopped after the make out and the next day proceeded with Sam seemingly forgetting anything ever happened.
    Bucky is pretty sure Sam is never that drunk, he should have some recollection of these nights. He certainly gets tipsy, but black-out drunk is a far cry from the man who's been very coherently and aggressively making out with him time and time again.

    Bucky's perfectly fine with keeping his mouth shut and he's so glad he does because the sex is unbelievable and he wouldn't want to chance ruining it.
    Sure, maybe he's a little rusty, a little out of practice, so it's possible any sex with anybody could have blown Bucky's mind but he doesn't think that's the case. It's Sam, it's gotta be. The way the man kisses him, touches him, the way it feels when he's riding Bucky with his eyes sealed shut, mouth wide open like he's breathing in the waves of pleasure through his lungs. Bucky might be in love.

    They still don't talk about this thing, never have and Bucky suspects they never will. And like Bucky decided when this first started, he's more than happy with just this. He reminds himself every day how good he's got it. He's got Sam Wilson naked in his bed, coming on his chest, moaning by his ear. Jesus, what could be better than that?

    The man's mouth lines up next to Bucky's ear although he's facing the wall so no one can read his lips.
    "Hello again, pet," the man hums delightedly.
    Bucky clenches his jaw. He refuses to say anything, refuses to move a muscle unless Sam tells him to.
    "Been a while, hasn't it?" the man goes on, "I've missed you."
    He pulls back to flash an evil smile at Bucky.
    "I hope you've been spending your time wisely," the man tuts like he still has any power over him.
    Bucky grinds his teeth, he's desperate for Sam to tell him to move but the comms remains silent.
    "More so, I hope you've returned to play," the man states sternly like he's trying on his authoritative voice again, "Maybe this time we'll listen, eh?"
    He smiles again and the first motion of his hand reaching up is when Bucky loses it.

    Bucky lets the man talk and it's all the same taunting shit. Calling him a pretty pet, calling him easy, laughing in his face. Bucky's just standing there, gaze unfocused and directed past him, refusing to move until a red and white fist smashes into the man's face, knocking him out cold.
    Bucky blinks at Sam, stunned. Sam's expression hardens.
    "Don't let anyone talk to you like that," Sam grits.
    Sam swiftly turns and continues to move but Bucky is frozen in place for a few seconds too long that Sam has to stop, spin around and motion for him to follow.

    Sam cares about him.
    At least that's what Bucky is telling himself, he gives a crap if it's true or not. The thought alone has the power to amplify every pleasure receptor in his body. He's existing on an absolute high as Sam rides him to orgasm.

    Sarah and the boys are a wonderful distraction. They make Bucky smile without even realizing it and it's during these unknowing smiles that he catches Sam staring at him with a look of wonder in his eyes. Bucky never knows what that means.

    "I'm not ashamed of you, Buck. We started hooking up and neither of us put a label to it but I wasn't hiding you. I told Rhodey."
    Bucky shakes his head, completely stunned by this revelation.
    "Why?"
    Sam almost laughs but he's still not happy, his expression is one of pure disbelief.
    "Because he's my friend and I needed to tell someone I was catching feelings," Sam says.
    "For who?"
    Sam sighs.
    "You, Buck. The guy I'm sleeping with."
    Bucky's eyes widen and then dart away. He tries to digest this, really attempts to think back to every moment he fully believed he was merely a well-kept secret in Sam's life. And he was grateful to be hidden away.
    Nope, it's not processing.
    "Are you sure the sex isn't just good?" Bucky checks. Maybe Sam's mind is fuzzy, he contemplates.
    "Oh the sex is great, but I'm also sure I actually like you," Sam confirms.
    Bucky's eyes widen impossibly more.
    "That's wild," Bucky hears himself whisper.

    Sam huffs out a laugh like Bucky's being ridiculous. Then somehow the truth just slips out of him with his next breath.
    "Because I'm in love with you."
    Sam stills, clearly not expecting the confession but his expression soon softens into something indescribable. He cups Bucky's face and draws him closer.
    "Now that's a secret worth spilling," Sam hums.

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    Sam likes to take care of Bucky to the point that it's getting weird, people are starting to stare. Bucky can't admit he actually loves it, can he?

     
    Bucky's eyes lock with Joaquín's, who's staring with his mouth agape and amusement laced into every inch of his expression.

    Bucky can feel himself turning bright red, can understand how embarrassed he is, but weirdly it doesn't bother him. Even with the immense humiliation radiating off him, Bucky still likes it. Likes that Sam is caring for him even if someone else happens to see.

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    ~~Fuck...that was hot.
    My Favorite Part's~~

    Bucky knows this isn't necessarily standard behavior. He knows it's not normal for Sam to be feeding him and it is most definitely not normal for Bucky's entire lower body to be burning from how much he craves it.
    Yeah, it turns him on. It didn't take Bucky long to realize this after things progressed drastically at home.
    In the privacy of their own apartment, Joaquín would be on the floor if he saw the stuff Sam was doing. It's gotten to the point where Sam leaves clothes out in the morning for Bucky to wear and if Bucky takes too long to get dressed, Sam will march into his room and help put the clothes on himself. As in physically pull Bucky's shirt over his head, commands "arms" until he's able to slide it off Bucky's body and put a fresh one on. He never touches underwear. It must be some unspoken boundary, but truth to be told Bucky wouldn't mind if Sam crossed that boundary. He wouldn't mind at all.

    It's the night Sam notices the bulge in Bucky's pants that everything changes.
    Sam is staring at the thickening outline in Bucky's pants. Bucky had opened his eyes when the head massage halted and he now swallows nervously when he finds Sam looking down at all the evidence he needs - the blatant truth of what this is doing to Bucky.
    At first, Bucky expects the worst but this is possibly the most naive assumption Bucky could have ever made. Of course, gentle, caring Sam was never going to reprimand him for something like this.
    Sam's response is far from a reprimand, literally light-years from it.
    "Baby, why didn't you tell me about this?" Sam coos while observing the obvious arousal before him.
    Bucky's mouth hangs open.
    They definitely have never spoken like this. Even with how much Sam babies Bucky, Sam's never called him baby.
    More than that, he's referencing Bucky's erection like it's a sweet, silly surprise. His tone is so endearing.

    Sam is squeezing some lube into his hands when Bucky stupidly wonders if they should talk about this. It might be a smart thing to step back and consider their friendship, partnership - although even if this stops right now, things could never be the same. Bucky would never be able to stop hearing the wonderful sound of Sam calling him baby. He'd never be able to stop thinking about Sam calling his cock beautiful with such praise, Bucky's levitating from it.
    Still, maybe they should discuss this... whatever this is.
    "Sam..." Bucky says tentatively.
    "Don't worry baby, I know how to take care of it," Sam responds.
    Like Bucky ever fucking doubted that. He gulps, too fucking turned on to argue with that. Alright, fuck their friendship, Bucky needs this to happen.

    "This is all I need, baby," Sam gravels and then his eyes are slipping closed, chin tilting back and Bucky watches Sam shoot his load all over his stomach. It's beautiful.
    Sam's breathing heavily after his release, leaning back over Bucky to kiss him endlessly. Bucky kisses him back, wraps his arms tight around Sam so he'll stay close. He doesn't care about the mess in between them, he forces Sam down so they're flush together.
    He sighs happily.

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    Bucky needs to check if his child's new doctor is worth it and he most definitely is worth it (in more ways then being a doctor)

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    ~~Short and sweet! My Favorite Part's~~

    Bucky had a million different ideas of what ‘Handsome’ could mean to Steve. The word couldn't even begin to describe what the doctor looked like. Sam was honestly everything that Bucky had ever wanted in his life and more. He was handsome, cared for kids well, and was a doctor. It made his brain short circuit and he couldn't find any words to say.

    “Um- yeah, i'm looking for Sam?” He asked, curiously. The smile he got made him want to pass out. Why was he so fucking hot. “This is him, You must be the famous Bucky i've heard of?” Sam asked, crossing his arms with a smug smile. He was almost doubting the arrival of Bucky in all truth. Bucky felt his face grow red at the smile on Sam's face and all he could do was hand the man the note with a nervous smile.

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