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Her lips were as sweet as her scent.
“Hmm, Bucky…”
He swallowed her moans, deepening their kiss.
Mine, mine, mine…
She clung to him like she didn’t trust her legs to keep her upright.
That she trusted him struck him to his very core.
Mine, mine, mine…my love…
In a painful outpouring of emotion, he had confessed his sins to her. It had been his last desperate attempt to push her away. She deserved better, and he had no idea how to be a good partner.
But she hadn’t run.
Instead, she’d raked her fingers through his hair and pressed a kiss to the top of his head. Her scent changed, and there was a warmth to the sweetness that made him tear up. When she had begun to purr and curled up in his lap, he’d wrapped his arms around her and breathed her scent in deep.
‘I know who you are. I love who you are…’
He slipped his hands under her shirt and rubbed the small of her back.
‘Hydra didn’t ruin you, Bucky, it didn’t…you’re not broken…’
She whimpered, and he let her break their kiss.
“B-Bucky…”
Her breathing was heavy. With each greedy breath, her chest pressed up against his. His need for her flared, and every inch of his body felt warm. He wanted to tear off his clothes, wanted to tear off hers…
Mine, mine, mine…
Her body was a temple and he wanted to explore every inch, and feel the warmth they could make together.
My…my omega…
He nipped her kiss-swollen bottom lip and breathed her name reverently.
“I-I want you,” she whispered, “Bucky…”
He kissed her neck and groaned at the feeling of her pulse quickening under his lips.
“Are…you sure?”
She nodded quickly, but he could feel her unease in the tension in her body. He could smell it, too; her scent was always changing in response to his.
“Yes!”
Her grip on his shoulders tightened.
“I-I want…”
He stood tall to look her in the eye, and cupped her face in his hands.
My love…my love…my mate…
She was a vision.
Her cheeks were flushed and warm against his palms. Her pretty hazel eyes were blown black with want, and tears clung to her long, dark lashes. Her hair, usually neat and tidy in a braid, was a mess. He’d pulled it free from the elastic after their first heated kiss, and had grasped it desperately as he’d devoured her.
He brushed his thumb over her swollen lips.
“Love me,” she murmured shyly, “please…love me, mark me…”
She licked her lips.
“I want you. I want…to be yours…”
In awe, he brushed his thumbs over the apples of her cheeks. A few stubborn tears had slipped free from her lashes, and he swept them away while he struggled to find his voice.
“B-Bucky?”
He swallowed hard.
“I…I want to be yours, too.”
Every fibre of his being screamed for her in ways he hadn’t known to be possible. His skin was feverishly warm and yet the hairs on the back of his neck were on edge. His muscles felt taught, pulled tight, and yet as he watched her nervously nest in his bed, he felt weak and lightheaded.
With shaky hands, he tugged his shirt up and off, and began working on his belt.
“Nice and soft,” she mumbled to herself as she adjusted the pillows, “soft and safe…”
He took a deep breath to steady himself, and her sweetness enveloped him.
“Soft and safe…for me and my Bucky…”
He was so hard he ached.
“B-Baby…”
She glanced over her shoulder at him, and her brow furrowed.
“Bucky…”
She crawled towards him and, while biting her bottom lip, helped him unfasten the stubborn buckle. She looked small, crouching before him on the edge of the bed, and he felt compelled to shield her.
Protect her.
Wrap himself around her.
“My Bucky…”
She continued, popping the button of his jeans and tugging down the fly.
“You…always smell so good,” she whispered, blushing, “you smell…amazing now.”
He brushed her hair over her shoulders.
“H-How do I smell?” he dared to ask.
She considered it.
“Wonderfully warm…and earthy. Like teakwood.”
She flushed an even deeper, richer red, and slowly worked his jeans down.
“What’s my scent like?”
The fabric of his boxer briefs had never felt so confining.
“Sweet,” he managed, groaning as cool air touched his thighs, “like…strawberries and cream…but warm.”
She knelt and eyed his bulge curiously.
“You’re big…”
She rubbed him over his boxer briefs, and Bucky bit his lip to stifle the needy moan that left him.
“And warm,” she looked up at him, “does this feel good?”
He nodded.
“Y-Yeah, baby…fuck…”
She cupped and gently rubbed his balls, humming to herself as she explored the weight of him.
“I heard…that alphas get…heavy here, when…when they’ve got a lot of seed…”
Bucky groaned.
“Do…you have a lot, Bucky?” she asked in a whisper, “is it…for me?”
“Y-Yes,” he bit out, his head spinning, “baby…”
He grabbed her wrist gently, and pulled the fabric of his boxer briefs down.
The surprised sound she made as he bared himself made him shiver.
“Wow…”
He let go of her hand, and his knees buckled as she continued her exploration.
“Bucky…wow…”
She was agonizingly gentle, brushing her fingertips up and down his length and marveling in how he twitched and swelled.
“You…you will fit, right?” she asked, as her thumb met his red and weeping cockhead, “you’re big and…I’m small…”
She was slight, as most omegas were, and he was anything but.
He trusted his body, and hers, but was prepared to go slow and be gentle. An omegas first breeding was special, as was the marking. He wouldn’t ruin either for her.
“We’ll go slow, baby…I…”
His breath hitched in his throat as she smeared his precum around the head of his cock.
“I’ll go s-slow,” he groaned, “I-I’d never, ever hurt you, baby…”
Her smile was sweet, if not a bit shy.
“I know. I love you, and I trust you.”
She invited him into her makeshift nest, and started whimpering and writhing as he laid down behind her and began ridding her of her clothes.
“I’ve got you, baby,” he breathed, drunk on her scent, “I’ve got you…”
She keened, arching against him as he worked her shorts down her legs.
“I-I’m really warm, Bucky…”
He believed her. He felt it.
“I know, baby…”
He hooked his thumb under the waistband of her panties, smirking as she awkwardly kicked off her shorts, before working them down too.
“I can smell it…I can feel it…”
He rolled his hips against her perfect, shapely rear and relished in the sounds she made.
Mine…mine…
He kissed her shoulder and ran his hand down her leg. The changes in her scent flooded his senses, and he gasped for breath. The sweetness remained, but there was a tinge of spice atop the mouth-watering scent of her slick.
He tapped his fingers against her lower belly, inching lower.
“You’re so excited, baby…I can smell it on you…”
She whimpered, and raised her knee.
Bucky sighed and took the invitation, slipping his hand between her thighs.
“Eager for me?”
“Y-Yes…”
He slipped a finger between her folds and groaned.
She was sopping wet.
“Oh, baby…”
He teased her clit, slowly and gently swirling his fingers around the swollen nub before dipping down.
“You want it so bad…”
Tempering his own desire, he carefully spread her before slipping a single finger past her tight opening.
“Y-Yes…”
She licked and bit her lip, her eyelids fluttering closed as she shivered in his arms.
“T-There…I want you there…”
Bucky nipped her earlobe.
“In your cunt, baby? You want me nice and deep…right here?”
“Yes!”
She squeezed her thighs together, trapping his hand, and writhed.
“Breed me!” she pleaded, gasping, “B-Bucky…”
He growled and tugged his hand free.
“Bucky –
He jerked her shirt up, taking her bra with it.
She gasped.
“B-Bucky…”
He left the offending fabric bundled up over her breasts, and settled on the new, intimate part of her he’d bared.
“Gorgeous,” he squeezed her breasts, and hummed, “such a handful, baby…”
She said his name in a low, shy whine that made him smile.
Mine…mine…my love, my omega…
With his slick-covered fingers, he teased her nipple to a tight, hard peak.
“You like that?”
He pinched her.
“You like me playin’ with your tits, baby?”
“Y-Yes…”
Bucky kissed her shoulder and shifted, giving himself enough room to turn her over onto her back.
“I know what you need…”
He guided her arm up and off her chest; where she’d draped it while blushing, and dipped down to pepper kisses along the valley between her breasts.
She smelled divine.
“B-Bucky…”
He laved his tongue over her tight peak, groaning as she arched her back and pushed her breast into his face.
“Eager for someone to suckle ya, baby?”
She clasped her hand over her mouth, but nodded.
He gave her a quick suck, and the sound she made was positively feral.
Unbidden, the image of her breasts swollen and leaking milk came to his mind. It added kindling to the fire raging inside of him.
“You still want me, baby?”
“Y-Yes…please…”
His cock twitched.
“You want me to breed you…fill you up with my cum…my seed?”
“Yes…”
She was embarrassed, but that only made him ache for her more.
“You want me to mark you?”
He touched her cheek, and she leaned into his hand.
“Yes, my love…please…”
Bucky felt like he was possessed.
Frenzied and wild.
He sank into her warmth slowly, with one agonizing push.
She whimpered and winced, but clung to him and pleaded for him to keep going.
“I’m yours,” she said, breathlessly, “f-fill me, Bucky…my alpha…mine…”
His heart sung, and a lost part of his soul reappeared and slipped back into place.
“Hold on, baby…”
He pushed her legs back, and her hips lifted. It was as if her open, pliant body was being presented to him in offering.
“I’ll give you what you need…”
He fucked her hard and fast, pushing her into the mattress with each thrust.
“Mine,” he growled, “you’re mine…”
The overwhelmed, shocked look on her face softened.
“Yours,” she mumbled, grunting, “’m yours…”
Bucky kept her exhausted, spent body perched atop him.
He was sheathed deep inside her, and shaking from how near his release was.
“M-More?” she mumbled, dazed, “’m so full…”
He’d spilled in her once already.
“M-More…please, baby…”
And she’d met her own release head on, screaming and clawing at him as her body sung.
She sniffled – they’d learned she wept when she cum – and rolled her hips.
Bucky groaned.
“L-Love your cock, alpha,” she mumbled, “s-so big…”
He twitched.
“Feels so good…”
She bared down on him, weakly bracing herself on his chest as she bounced.
His balls drew taut.
“Breed me,” she gasped, “please…I-I wanna have your baby, Buck –
With a roar, he sat up and flipped her over onto her back.
He gave her another load of his seed.
He slipped back inside of her, pushing some of his own cum out of her as he filled her anew.
“You’re…gonna break me,” she whined.
Bucky paused.
“Do you –
She managed to shake her head no.
“Don’t stop. Please…”
He settled into a rough, desperate pace; gripping her hips tight as he pounded into her.
“Hear that, baby?”
The wet, sloppy sounds that filled the room each time their bodies met made him feral.
“You’re full…full of cum…”
She wailed, her body spasming around his cock as she came.
His pace didn’t falter.
“Stirrin’ it up…pushin’ it nice and deep…”
She pushed up from the bed, settling on her hands and pushing her hips up. She was trembling, and he shifted to support her weight better.
“Hold on, baby.”
She settled in his arms, pressing her breasts against his chest. He groaned into the curve of her neck, careful not to press against the mark he’d given her.
“Fuck…”
She rode him weakly, her arms around his neck and his cock inside her all that was keeping her in place.
“Baby…”
She brushed his sweaty hair back and hugged him.
“One more,” she begged, “please, Bucky…”
He licked his lips, and tasted the metallic tang of her blood anew. Coupled with the smell of sex that filled the room and her intoxicating scent, it was potent.
“My love…”
He gripped her hips and guided her, pulling her forward onto his cock.
“My omega…”