Chapter 3
Iris's P.O.V
A hand on my hip. A hand on my back, a hand on each of my breasts and a hand on my thighs. Someone brushing against my vagina - licking away at it and someone nibbling my neck. I was at complete mercy of who ever was touching me in this black vortex of nothingness but at the same time a vortex of everything. Each breath I took came out as a breathy, excited moan and time it happened deep rumbling chuckles responded. I was close, so so close and no one had even done anything serious - who ever these people where I was clay in their hands and they were moulding me exactly how they want.
So close.
So-so-so-close-
Before I reach it though, a single voice echo's through the void.
"You like that doll?" In a familiar snarky way and then....
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I woke with a squeak as I look around my room - my empty alpha-less room - fuck, it's barely been a week since the Avenger's started courting me and I'm pining like some love sick pup. I squirm to sit up and wince at the slick on the bed - an annoying side effect of omega's is our ability to produce slick in prep for Alpha's. It's mostly known to be produced by male omega's for preparation for....that end. But Females are completely capable of producing slick as well. I feel my stomach swoop as I look at the mess I made and groan a little. Was I really this gone from a few alpha's that spared me a smile? God, I'm useless. Bundling my sheets I shove them in my hamper - which was already over flowing from the last two days of...dreams like that. I need to do my washing tonight before I get the Alpha's in my apartment building circling.
It'll be nice only having to worry bout my alpha's stalking my every step because I smell that good, or pinning me to the floor and sending me into an unstoppable build up of-
No! Bad Iris.
I groan and quickly change into a pair of loose trousers and a large hoodie before grabbing my basket and wash pods -as well as my keys and phone - and make my way down to the laundry room. The halls are thankfully silent and with a quick glance at my phone it shows why. It's only 6:40 in the morning so most of the people here are asleep or just getting up. I also caught site of 7 texts from Steve and Bucky - I haven't looked at them properly yet but they where defiantly up early this morning. Shoving everything into the washer, I start it and pull up the first text from Steve.
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Steve
Morning beautiful. I hope you have a great day today, me and Bucky could not get you out of our minds last night. You might need to come round for a visit. :D
4:45am
Steve
Iris, How do you feel about coming round for lunch today? Me and the team have been missing you and would love to get to know the omega we're courting.
6:00am
Steve
Iris, I'm sorry if I'm over texting you. Especially this early in the morning. Me and Bucky are the only ones up right now -- Sam decided to sleep in this morning so we were both hoping to get a response from you. I'd love to hear back from you.
6:30
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Well, look at that. Steve's a person to panic text. I smirk about to reply when I receive a new text from Bucky and roll my eyes, opening his.
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Bucky
I'm bored. You need to wake up and entertain me. Stevie's boring.
4:45am
Bucky
I wanna spread you on my bed, legs in the air as I pound into you. Listening to you beg for me to keep going and stopping just before you reach the end.
5:05am
Bucky
I bet you'd like that doll, wouldn't you? Begging and pleading to be allowed to cum as you cling to me. Maybe if you ask nicely I'll let ya.
5:10am
Bucky
You're staying the night doll. No question, Stevie's already making the guest room. If you use it that's up to you. I'd love to share a bed for the night ;)
6:00am
Bucky
Answer my and Stevies texts when you're up doll, I'll know if you're delaying and you won't enjoy the outcome >:D
6:41am
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I sigh lowly and roll my eyes at the texts - Alpha's are so demanding sometimes. With a small put-apon sigh I respond to Bucky first.
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Me
sorry, kinda busy existing and sleeping. It's amazingly nice to rest and not wake up at butt-crack o'clock.
6:43am
Bucky
ooohhh, don't try sassing me doll. me an' stevie would happily show up to teach you what 'butt-crack o'clock' is. >:P
6:43am
Me
oh no. what ever will i do but lock my doors + windows ?? I was asleeeeeeeep
6:44am
Bucky
You best be ready for tonight. I mean it, pulling out the alpha card. Stevies under the impression you dont like us cause you vanished like...0.4 seconds after we let you leave.
6:50am
Bucky
As in- me and clint's been the only ones to talk to you. Like even nat's been unable to get a response. The team might harrass you -- and me and tony might just tie ya to the bed ;)
6:55am
Me
Promises promises. I'll be there, let steve know for me. I got shit to finish then i'll text you a pick up point.
6:59am
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I shake my head, rolling my eyes as I silence my phone and look at the washer. It was still quiet - so quiet in this building. It always is. I look up at the ceiling and sigh, I need to talk to my gran today. Tell her to stop making accounts for me. Tell her...that I'm being courted. God, she's gonna be happy.
Hopefully, won't tell her who I'm being courted by though. Wouldn't want that, she'd lose her shit.
Heh, at least one family member cares though.
I hear the buzz of my phone and look at it, seeing the name 'Bucky Barnes' pop up as it rings. I let it go.
God, I'm useless.
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I'd finished my washing. Been finished for a few hours now. I'd sent a text saying I was ready for pick up at a local cafe - after ignoring six calls from both Bucky and Steve. They probably hate me, that's fine. They can hate me all they want, maybe they'll find a better omega and they'll realise how disgusting I am - how useless and worthless and-and-
A hand lands on my shoulder.
A metal hand. On my shoulder.
I look at the face connected to the metal hand to see Bucky looking at me in concern. Steve's just behind him and I notice a few alpha's are looking over. "Hey doll. You thinkin' a bit hard over here. You worried bout something?" He says gently, moving so he was in front of me. See, already fucking them up. I hope they find someone better, they deserve it. They deserve the best really. "Ok doll, we're gonna go in the car ok?" He's been talking to me? Great, he'll think I'm ignoring him. I feel him gently lift me up into his arms. Steve smiles at me gently as we get into a car - that Happy guy is in there, haven't seen him in a while. Steve popped a hand on my leg as Bucky slides behind me and cuddles a little.
"You ok Iris?" He asks and all I can do is shrug, I hear the partition roll up behind me and Bucky's hold tightens a little as Steve gives me a warning look. "No, a shrug isn't an answer. What is going on? You're clearly upset by something-the whole cafe and block could smell the panic and....well. You're upset. So Whats wrong?" He asks squeezing my leg. I look away and worry my lip between my teeth as I try to think of an answer. "Is it something we did? are we moving to fast for you?" He asks seriously and my heart stutters at that.
"No!" I squeak out, looking up at him in worry, he looked like a kicked puppy. "Steve no, its not...that. I've been like this all morning-I get like it." I try to think of the best way to describe 'depressed and anxiety ridden omega with a tendency to break everything she touches' without upsetting them but from the looks of it he'd break if I said that. I gulp a little and use a saying I've always said. "I'm just having a day. In my head too much and I think of sad things-it happens." I assure him. Bucky's still clinging to me but Steve's nodding a little.
"Ah, yeah. Tony has that sometimes." He starts. "Thinks too much and then he puts himself in a mood - happens when he's got nothing to do." He smiles at me - that all American smile that screams 'it'll be alright' and nods his head. "We'll give you things to do to prevent that in the future." I smile awkwardly at him and nod. I'm all but certain Bucky's not buying it - mostly because he's still got a tight grip on me. But he says nothing as the drive continues. We just listen to Steve talk the whole time.
It's nice...relaxing.
Distracting.
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As we pulled up to the compound I found my self sinking into the man behind me. Bucky's strong arms had loosened on the drive but I think he and Steve have both gathered that I'm not my self today - the frustrating thing though? I don't know why I'm feeling like this. I'm numb and sad, feel kinda useless and almost like I'm a single breath away from a mental break down. That whole deal, I know they can't physically see and feel that but I know they've picked up today is an off day and- "Iris." Steve's voice makes me jump and I glance up at him. He's out of the car, well him and Bucky are both out of the car and are clearly waiting on me. I blush and slip out.
"Sorry, got lost in my thoughts" I mumble, missing the feeling of Bucky's arms around me already...I'm such a needy Omega, its disgusting.
"Well I'm sure that we can help keep you focused here. We have a few things to disuses with the team as Avengers but if you want to relax in the front room with Bucky it shouldn't be too long. We even have a..how do I put this - Bucky how would you describe Peter?" He asks and I raise a brow. This 'Peter' best not be another Alpha I haven't met.
"Peter is basically Tony's adopted kid. Not legally or anything, but its very clear that Tony see's him as his pup. He comes round most weekends when he can escape his aunt." Bucky explains. "He's a little shit like Steve though. Tries to act like he's ten times bigger than he is and has the moral understanding of a fish." He grumbles, I smirk a little.
"Oh, so just like you?" I tease half heatedly, Bucky gives a low growl and nudges me a little.
"Watch it Omega, I'm not above spanking you in the elevator" He mutters and I blink, I didn't even realise we had moved. I blush a bit and look away as he smirks at me and I roll my eyes.
"Such a nice Alpha, what ever would I do without the sarcasm that rolls off of you like that?" I tease, Steve snorts as the doors open.
"Peter and Bucky will sit with you in the front room whilst the team and myself debrief from a mission we previously went on." He pauses and I think he can hear someone shuffling like I can. "That includes you Tony!" He calls and a loud, unhappy groan is the answer we receive. I smirk a little to myself. "No matter what Peter tells you, do not allow him to watch R rated movies, Bucky tends to give in but that's mostly because Peter likes to lie about the rating." He says seriously and I chuckle nodding easily. "Alright." He kisses Bucky's lips and almost kisses my forehead but stops him self. "I-I urm...right. We'll have to discuss what you're comfortable with later. See you both soon" He turns and scurries away - that's right. He scurries.
"Jeez, you'd think he'd never leave. Come on. Lets go kidnap Peter and make him watch some weird tv show I'm sure you like" He teases and swings an arm around my shoulder. Dragging me out the elevator. I can hear someone moving around the room as we enter, there's a brunet kid moving to the sofa slowly with an arm full of food - Bucky's let go of me and went over to help. The kids a blushing awkward mess and looks embarrassed to be getting help at all. "Aw don't worry Pete. You'll have an Omega here to baby the shit outta you too" He states and I have to bite my tongue to tell him to watch his language. That's a kid, don't swear in front of kids!
"What ever Bucky, you're just jealous that someone can out mother-hen you" The kid snarks and I blink. Oh, he's not innocent. I think I like him.
Guess it's time to introduce my self.