Their Alpha

A few weeks later

Steve was sitting on the couch in Tony’s workshop. Bucky was plastered by his side, singing quietly. The post-heat honeymoon only started to fade and neither of them liked being apart even for a couple of minutes.

They had jumped into their relationship without a question. Yes, true mates were not so easily found; especially not through these kinds of apps. Steve had his fair share of horrifying stories during his rut and knew that it was a 25/75 chance to find someone normal. Someone who wouldn’t steal from your house, try to carve their names into the meat of your thigh or even married you while you were drugged under the rut pheromones.

Yes, Steve really lucked out when he found Bucky and Tony. It didn’t mean that he’d change his review of the app. He’d probably give half a point because he was nice like that. He’d still not recommend them to his friends and he’d made sure that no one knew they met through OHS.

He didn’t want to give any one else false hopes. It’s only because Steve was…stubborn that he escaped many dangerous situations. He couldn’t even imagine how it went for omegas. It did now made sense that Bucky had knives everywhere. Not that Steve would tell him that he knew.

He loved seeing the fierce look on Bucky’s face whenever he threatened Steve. After their first time, he didn’t go one day without trying to stab him.

His little murderous prince.

Steve sighed, a small happy smile stretching his lips. He had long stopped sketching Tony as he worked. The other man was in a constant hurry, moving and talking to his robots and AI. Steve, for once, didn’t want to catch this precious moment on paper.

He leaned back barely freezing when he felt a cold blade on his neck. “My little prince?” He whispered. “Have I neglected you?”

Bucky looked murderous like always. Although, his expression leaned more toward a pout. Steve may have to let him scare once…nah his little prince would have to get used to it. Steve was also curious to see how long Bucky would keep the act up and how inventive he’d have to be.

Bucky glared at his knife as if it was betraying him; then threw it away and stomped out of the room. Tony stopped for a second, looking at the knife embedded on his walls, then at Steve who smiled innocently. There was the beginning of a pout on his omega’s lips.

Steve tried to remain as stoic as possible, but it was difficult. He fought his laugh and as soon as Tony looked away he laughed silently.

After he regain his composure, he closed his book and stood up, stretching his numb limbs. He walked slowly to Tony who pretended to be concentrated on some kind of hologram. Steve may have not known them for a while but he’d been perfecting his observation skills. More times than not, Tony eluded Steve’s questions and concerns with humor and sarcasm which never deter Steve. There was something inside Tony that attracted Steve like a moth to a flame.

He stood behind Tony, laying his forehead between his shoulder blades. Tony’s body trembled slightly.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Tony replied quickly. “I need to go…”

Steve cupped his crotch firmly. Tony went almost limp in his arms. His head rolled forward, and his breath grew deeper.

“What’s wrong, baby boy?” Steve asked again.

“We have a charity thing and Rumlow’s going to be there,” Tony mumbled slowly.

Steve didn’t need to use his pheromones to relax Tony. The touch of his Alpha on a highly sensitive part would do. That and he knew Tony would have to be settled. He ignored the want building in his own crotch area.

“And, I guess that this Rumlow is not someone you like.”

Tony scoffed. “Fucking asshole. He used to dom us before he…” Tony pressed his hands against Steve’s and squeezed. Steve growled, releasing what he hoped was comforting pheromones. He’d have all the time after to be angry at this man. But not now. “Let’s just say that he tried to mate us while in heat and if it wasn’t for J’ we would have been his bitches,” he spat.

As soon as finished, Tony felt onto his knees. Steve took a few steps back and let Tony undo his pants, releasing his erection.

“Need it, need it, need it, Alpha,” Tony pressed his nose against pubic hair and inhaled. Steve didn’t know how he didn’t cum right now and there. The fact that there was a link so strong that his body would push back its own limit to cater to their needs is something Steve would forever be amazed by.

“Good boy,” Steve growled, using a bit of his Alpha voice.

Tony looked sharply at him and purred; eyes half-closed. Steve raised a hand, brushing his cheekbone, the unruly hair and grip his neck.

The scent of slick followed quickly.

“Where is your pillow —“

Steve caught the flying pillow, eyes still focused on Tony. He didn’t growl at Bucky or reprimanded him. After all, it was he who named him prince. And princes were capricious, stubborn even though deep down they were the sweetest boys. Bucky didn’t have the same restraint as Steve, and he growled annoyed. He huffed at them and stomped back to the couch. Contrary to his behavior, he gently placed Steve notebook and pencils on the table nearby, before falling onto the couch.

“Here, little boy,” Steve muttered, gazing lovingly into Tony’s brown orbs. “The best for my sweety.”

Tony obediently took the pillow and knelt on it. A small content gasp escaped his mouth.

“Now go on, Daddy is here for you.”

Tony took the tip of Steve dick in his mouth and sucked softly. Steve petted his head pushing slowly in, testing if his boy was expecting him to do so. Tony let Steve thrust into his mouth until his nose touched his coarse hair.

“Only the best for Daddy,” Steve praised him.

Tony blushed, eyes closed, and mouth obscenely opened. Steve could stay like that until Tony came back up. He loved having his breath taken away and drooling. Bucky and Tony were so different. Tony loved being cuddled and treated nicely. He didn’t like degradation nor being denied his Daddy’s love whereas Bucky was all in for a fight. He acted like a brat and wanted his Alpha to manhandle him.

That’s why Steve usually made sure that Tony was in his subspace. They’d tried once to let Tony witness their “lovemaking” and the poor baby boy had had been on the edge, crying and begging for Steve to comfort him. His scent had turned sour and bitter. Steve wasn’t sure he’d be able to forget it.

The weirdest thing was that Tony, once he wasn’t in the subspace, was most likely arguing with Steve trying to annoy him. It took navigating their new relationship a bit more difficult. Bucky was as a brat in and outside the bedroom. Tony had this alloy suit on every time he left the penthouse. He wasn’t the Steve’s boy but Tony Stark, ex-weapon manufacturer and genius.

Steve respected that. He’d never try to make them submit in public. It was not his kink and even if it wasn’t his lovers didn’t like it.  They usually wear a spray on their glands to avoid any kind of leaks from their pheromones and they had suppressants.

“When it’s my turn, I want to fuck you, Alpha,” Bucky said, arms crossed. He was now laying on his back. “It’s only fair. You fuck us. I want to fuck you too.”

Steve shook his head amused. He slowly thrust out when Tony struggled to breath. He moved back in not letting Tony breath totally.

“Don’t mock me!” Bucky exclaimed, his face was flush with embarrassment. "I have dick and I know how to use it.”

“I’m not mocking you, Bucky.” His omega flinched. “After I finish, you’ll get to use me as you want.”

Bucky frowned. “You promise.” His eyes were now to slits.

“I promise.”

Bucky huffed.

Steve went back to the most pressing matter. Now that Bucky worked him up, he needed more than his boys mouth. He slid out and maneuvered Tony on his worktable. There were no dangerous tools, the table only served as a screen for his holograms. Tony mumbled something and whined, distressed.

“It’s okay, baby boy, I’m here,” he reassured. Tony’s pants were quickly dropped on the floor. He took his legs and pressed them against his chest. “Can you hold for Daddy?”

Tony blindly grabbed his knees locking his hands behind them. Steve closed his eyes briefly at the sight. He pulled Tony’s chair and sat onto it. He felt like he should have done some kind of prayer before eating his ass. Next time.

Steve leaned forward licking a stripe from Tony’s balls to his hole. He groaned as the sugary taste hit his taste buds. He never did drugs but it must felt like it. He was light-headed, his blood boiled in his entire body and his erection stood harder than it ever was.

After a quick breath, he went to town. He sucked on the puckered hole, biting and sucking the slick pouring out of him. Steve growled against the sensitive skin. He thrust his tongue inside, reveling in the velvety walls.

Steve didn’t know how long he stayed there swallowing his omega’s slick. When he leaned back to take a breath, his shirt was wet, his face and hair too. His eyesight was blurry and he had trouble thinking past his dick. All thoughts converged there. He could have killed someone if they stood between them. All he saw was the empty hole begging for his knot.

But first, the logistic. Steve glanced at Bucky who staring at them. When he caught Steve’s looking, he huffed again. His pants were tented as they should, his face was red and he was gripping the couch. Probably because he didn’t want to touch himself.

“Are you even going to get in before cumming?” Steve asked with faux concern.

He was pressing under the table to find the commands which would lower the table. He almost missed Bucky’s answer when he found it.

“Keep going, I don’t care. I’ll fuck you on your knees and bite your neck like an omega slut.”

Steve stopped a fraction of second, letting the delicious shiver of something dark roll along his spine. Bucky didn’t know yet that his threats were not really ones. Steve loved being a top…and a bottom. He’d have no issues letting his boy take him. He’ll let him believe and work himself up though. He was too cute like that.

“Brrr…I quake in my boots,” he mumbled concentrated. He slapped his dick on Tony’s hole watching it open. His boy was as obedient as usual. He looked flushed, sweaty and completely dazed. Compared to Bucky, his scent said that he was deeply down and floating. Bucky smelled of sugary spices and…gunpowder?

Steve would analyze that later. When his dick wasn’t…

His eyes crossed as he entered Tony’s body. His mouth worked silently. He didn’t stop until his knot pulled at the rim. He was already too big. He didn’t know if his boys could take him without hurting.  One look at Tony and he took his decision. He pulled all out and worked his way in in short movements. His eyes zeroed the more he went at it. His knot still wouldn’t get it. Steve huffed exasperated. Fuck…

He hooked his fingers inside Tony’s well-used hole. His baby boy cried a bit in discomfort. Steve grumbled something to shut him up. He needed to. Tony went silent to Steve despair and annoyance. He didn’t want him to think that he was mad at him. He wanted his boy happy, if only his treacherous knot could get in.

Steve howled, releasing his Alpha scent in the room. He pushed Tony’s knees closer to his chest and slammed into him in one long thrust. The knot finally popped in.

Steve went feral.

Once he was in, he played with his newfound home, pushing in and out his rim. He praised Tony under his breath. He was such a wonderful boy…

The next minutes went into a haze of pheromones. Steve’s orgasm was building fast. He’d breed Tony. Tony would have his pups and he’d be so round, smelling like him.

“Omega!” He howled. “Let me breed you…”

Tony was incoherent. His arms laid limp next to his body, his head was swaying on the table. So pliant, so good…

“Alpha! Daddy!” Tony came. His cock spurted on his stomach. Steve had the insane idea to cover their body with his cum and lick it each other’s body.

Steve’s chest were tight, his lungs failed him. He thought he was dying…God, what a way…the next few strokes were pulled out of him and he came suddenly. His entire body tensed not even twitching as he let go.

Tony purred louder and louder. His scent was intoxicating. Steve’s dick twitched valiantly. He knew he could get it up in a few minutes. He hoped that his heart would take it. He fell onto Tony’s chest and smearing his cum onto him. Better…

Too soon he was brought out of his daze when a finger probed his own hole. Steve panted. Sneaky boy…

“Couldn’t wait anymore?”

The finger pushed in slowly. Steve toes curled in his shoes. It was so good…he couldn’t push back because he was stuck. Comfortably so.

“I’m going to take you Alpha,” Bucky said in a commanding tone.

“I’m all yours big boy.”

Bucky took his sweet time preparing Steve. One finger turned into two than three. Steve mind was running circles around the fact that Bucky was using his own slick to prep him. He grumbled when Bucky took his fingers out.

“What a little slut you are,” Bucky growled which came out wrong. Omegas growl was like a baby lion trying to roar. It was cute but not menacing.

He choked on his laugh when Bucky’s head popped in. No teasing. Just straight into the hole. Steve’s dick was getting harder. The sensation was maddening. Bucky paused. Steve opened one eye and sniffed the air. The scent turned a bit bitter for his taste.

“Wha’ is it?” He blurted.

“Am I hurting you?” Bucky’s bravado didn’t hold long. Omegas could top their Alpha but it always felt like they submitted still. Their Alpha was always in control. Steve was proud that Bucky could have gone so far without faltering.

“M’ okay, little prince.” Steve brought his hands arms, grasping Bucky’s hips and forced him to snap forward. Steve’s eyes rolled in their socket. He released a low growl and let loose of his pheromones.

Tony’s moaned as his knot pulsate inside of him.

“Fuck me like you mean, Bucky. Or I’ll have to do it myself.”

The reaction was sudden. Bucky started moving with determination. One thrust, two…Steve clenched against Bucky’s dick. Bucky yelped and Steve felt his sperm coat his aching walls.

The scent should have been sweet. This one smelt burnt. Steve forced himself to regain some braincells and tried to concentrate. What emotion meant “burnt”?

Oh, disappointment, shame.

Bucky slid away and cleared his throat. Steve waited with bated breath for him to say anything. If he threw a line, Steve would be able to hold onto it and reassure his omega.

It never came.

Steve erection lost his hardness in the process, and he slipped out of Tony who whined at the loss. Thankfully he was lost in the subspace and couldn’t see what kind of clusterfuck they were now in. Steve took a few breaths, steadied himself and turned around.

Bucky stayed at the same place, back straight, looking forward. Steve mourned his relaxed boy. He had barely seen the other. If Tony became “Tony Stark”, Bucky became something else. A soldier whose barriers were impenetrable.

“You did good, my little prince.”

Bucky’s jaw clenched.

“I wanted you to plow me and you did. You never said anything about me coming so I don’t see why —“

“You don’t have to do that,” he hissed. “You don’t have to…coddle me like a little child,” he spat.

“Oh, my little prince, who hurt you?” Steve whispered, closing the space between them. “Kneel.”

Bucky went beautifully down.

“I left a present there,” Steve pointed at Tony’s butt. “Go make sure nothing leaks.”

Bucky crawled toward the table and sat on his haunches. Steve used the commands again and lowered the table. If Bucky wanted to stay down so he’d stay there.

“If you are on your knees, you’ll take the pillow otherwise on your hands and knees.”

Bucky sent a scathing look at the pillow and went on all four.

“My stubborn omega. Make me proud.”

He watched Bucky lick the cum leaking from Tony’s twitching hole before sealing his mouth onto it.

“The problem with you boy is that your last Alpha conditioned you into thinking that you were not capable. He did a number on you, didn’t he?” Steve used the pillow and knelt behind him. “Probably degraded you a little too much, pushed you down and never let you up so you thought it was you the problem. No alpha would want you.”

Steve pushed Buck’s pants under his knees and slapped his ass.

“So, you’re a brat with me. You test me at each turn because the other Alpha, Rumlow, was incompetent.” Steve didn’t slide between Bucky’s cheeks, checking the air. The smell was getting sweeter. “He didn’t know that you needed the right person and the right knot to make you so obedient and beautiful.” Steve slid home. “Bet you waited for me. You couldn’t give in because you knew, my good boy, that Daddy was coming. You guarded that little cocklet…” Steve cupped Bucky’s hardening dick. “For me. That’s why you came so quick, little prince. Like a pubescent boy. Couldn’t wait to make me yours and mark me from the inside out like a good omega.”

At that, Bucky’s scent hiked. It overpowered SteveTony’s scent and overwhelmed them. Steve was rejuvenated, just smelling it and Tony was writhing on the table.

Steve grabbed Bucky’s hips with his two hands, releasing his cock and started humping him. It was easier to get his knot in now that he’d deflated. He secured his spot and leaned forward, his hands traveled Bucky’s chest to his pierced nipples. Bucky’s purr reverberated under Steve hand. He had trouble staying on all four and was trembling.

Steve knew he’d stay up until he was done. He knew how his prince was. As stubborn as he was.

Steve pinched, twisted his nipple with one hand and cupped Bucky’s dick with the other. “Only me can settle you, Baby boy. I’ll ride you later.” He shook his sweaty hair from his face before surging forward and biting Bucky’s shoulder near the bond gland. Bucky buckled down, face down. Steve couldn’t play nice right now. He gazed at Tony’s shiny hole and practically smelling his slick. On his tongue.

“We’ll train you until you’d be able to come when I come.”

Steve felt his groin tightened. His entire body shivered and trembled under the scents and hormones and maybe dehydration. He was going to faint…

He howled again, as he came. Hard. He let go and laid on the floor next to Bucky. The poor thing was already zoning out. Steve tried to raise his hand and failed miserably. Well, at least the floor was warm was his last thought. He surrounded to the cloudy feeling in his mind and drifted away.