Smutty Smut
When Bucky awoke it was to a sweet smell; like the scent of freshly baked apple pie. The type that a Mother would bake with love and leave on her windowsill to cool down. The scent wrapped around Bucky like a blanket, smothering his face and compressing his lungs.
At first it was a small twinge in his gut, the kind that you get when you need the toilet, but it became more persistent, more prominent, until Bucky found himself choking on the smell. He reached blindly for the source, scrambling for a grip on the Omega that the scent was pouring off of.
“Steve~” Bucky croaked, still having some coherent thought through his cloudy mind.
The Omega was writhing in the bed sheets, clawing at his sweaty skin, desperate to rid himself of the ache. “Buck~” The Omega sounded so broken, so lost, so exhausted.
Bucky blinked his eyes open, the sunlight spilling through the window and blinding him momentarily. He saw the figure of the Omega on the bed. Steve was on all fours, gently rubbing himself against the bedsheets, mewling every time the cotton caused friction against his burning skin. Bucky raked his eyes over Steve’s form, licking his lips at the sight of Steve’s cock. It was rock hard, its length fairly small, but average for an Omega. The tip was swollen and glistening with Steve’s precum. Bucky wanted to taste.
“Stevie~” The Alpha groaned, the noise foreign to his ears. Bucky could feel his pants becoming tighter as his own length hardened in response to the situation around him.
Steve let out another cry, body shuddering as a wave of arousal washed over him. “Alpha… Alpha please… I need you…” He sounded so desperate. Bucky was rapidly losing his resolve, his Alpha Instincts taking over. The Alpha’s knot began to swell, and Bucky couldn’t hold himself back anymore.
With new-found energy, Bucky was scrambling onto the bed, positioning himself behind the Omega and rubbing his hardening bulge against the Omega’s plump ass. Bucky couldn’t help himself, shamelessly grinding against Steve, grunting at every little noise that came out of the Omega’s mouth.
“Please, Alpha. Need you… need your cock… your knot…”
Bucky was more than happy to oblige, unbuttoning his pants and lowering them just enough so that his swollen cock and balls could be free from their confines.
The Omega turned his head, looking at the Alpha’s with dilated eyes. Steve licked his lips, slowly moving himself from his position on his knees so that he was kneeling facing Bucky. The Alpha seemed to know what to do, raising himself up so that he was on his knees, cock standing tall in front of the blonde Omega’s pretty face.
“Go on, Stevie. Have a taste.” The Alpha’s voice was foreign to his own ears, so much deeper than usual. It only made the Omega more aroused, a whine escaping his throat as he moved his head closer, tongue slipping past his perfect pink lips to lap at the precum oozing out of Bucky’s tip. “Just like that Stevie, don’t be shy” The Alpha groaned, moving his hips slightly to encourage the Virgin Omega.
The Omega was grateful for the praise, picking up the pace as his confidence grew. Soon Steve was suckling on the tip of Bucky’s cock like it was Steve’s lifeline. Bucky was moaning beautifully, hand rooted in Steve hair, fingernails scratching lightly at Steve’s scalp every time Steve’s tongue rubbed against the sensitive spot on the underside of Bucky’s cock. “Gonna cum, Stevie… Gonna-“ Bucky could barely form words, the pleasure coiling tightly in his abdomen, balls drawing up as he readied his load. The Alpha’s knot was beginning to swell beneath Steve’s hand.
The Omega slowed his movements, looking up at the Alpha with dilated eyes. ‘Fuck…’ Bucky thought, ‘That’s so fucking hot…’
The Alpha had the Omega on his back within seconds, Steve’s legs thrown back so that his knees were by his shoulders, his hole visible to Bucky’s eyes. It was so small, pink and quivering under Bucky’s stare. Steve’s entire backside was covered in his slick. It had a pink sheen to it, and oh Lord did Bucky want a taste.
He started with a single finger, coiling it in different directions to get the Omega ready for another, and another, and another, until the Alpha had four finger buried in the Omega’s ass, thrusting them in and out, grinning as the Omega squirmed underneath him, obscene noises spilling from his pretty lips. “Alpha… Alpha please! Your Knot!”
Bucky couldn’t resist anymore – that sweet little hole was too inviting, clenching around his fingers and Bucky imagined it around his cock, imagined Steve pulsing around him, squirming as he begged Bucky to go faster “Alpha! Alpha!” Bucky’s cock twitched at the thought.
“Stevie… Stevie come out of it for a minute, Baby. Wake up, Stevie…”
Steve’s eyes slowly became less dilated, the bright blue beginning to show around the edges, again. “Buck..?”
“I know, Omega, I know. Just one question, Baby… I’m happy to help you through your Heat, but I need to know you want it too..”
“…Yeah. I do. I want it to be you, Buck.”
Bucky broke out into a grin, stroking his palm down Steve’s leg, easing him back into his Heat-induced thought process.
Bucky continued his ministrations, and soon the Blonde Omega was sobbing beneath him, begging the Alpha oh-so-prettily to fuck him, to fill him up, knot him and breed him.
So Bucky did; over and over again, load after load he came inside of the Omega, knotting him again and again and again until he couldn’t take it anymore. Bucky’s cum was pouring out of Steve’s used hole, his once-flat stomach bloated with Bucky’s cum. Steve’s cock was tinged purple with how many times he’d cum. In fact, Bucky thought he’d fucked the Heat out of the little Omega.
Steve soon fell asleep, wrapped in Bucky’s hoodie and blanket. The Alpha decided to go downstairs in search of food and some water, because there was no doubt that the Omega would be thirsty.
The Cabin was deserted: Natasha and Sam must have gone off once they smelt Steve, which must have taken a lot of will power, as not many people can resist an Omega in heat.
Bucky was on his way back to their bedroom, when suddenly a strong urge swept through him, dragging him into their bedroom and to Steve as though he were nothing more than plastic bag in the wind. Steve was sat up at the edge of bed, looking expectantly at Bucky. The Alpha couldn’t smell a hint of Heat on the Omega.
“Mark me, Buck. Mate me.” Steve felt it to: Felt that strong presence inside him that was telling him to claim Steve as his own. “I want you to do it Buck, but only if you want it to…”
“What kind of question is that?” Bucky laughed, walking closer to the Omega, taking his hand and pulling him to a stand. Bucky tilted his head to the side, allowing Steve access to his Scent gland – where mating marks were meant to go.
“What are you..?”
“I want you to mark me to. If we’re going to be bonded, I want it to go both ways.” It is incredibly rare for an Omega to mark their Alpha, even in this modern day.
Steve didn’t hesitate, mouth latching onto Bucky’s jawline where he began to suck kisses into the sun-kissed skin. When Steve bit onto Bucky’s Scent Gland, an indescribable power went through him, and Bucky couldn’t stop himself from Jerking forward and Marking Steve, too.
It almost seemed as though the door way to heaven opened, with how much white light burst in the room. Like in that scene in the first Shrek? When Fiona becomes an Ogre permanently? Anyway…
Both the Alpha and Omega could feel their Bond Marks stinging, could feel a new part of themselves open up and it was magical. Bucky could feel his bones crunching, skin turning to fur, cartilage shifting and rowing rapidly until he was no longer on two legs, but four. He could hear more, smell more, see more. His sense had been enhanced beyond what he believed was possible.
“Buck?” Steve croaked. Once the light began to dim, Bucky could see that Steve was buried beneath a pile of dirt that had come out of nowhere. Bucky dug into the pile of Rapidly, his hands…no. Paws. He had paws. ‘What…’
“Buck?” Steve sounded scared. Bucky could understand why. He laid down flat on his belly, trying to show Steve that he wasn’t a threat. ‘It’s me, Stevie.’ He tried to say, but only a growl escaped his muzzle. “How… You’re a wolf now?” Steve sounded shocked. “How can I understand you?”
Bucky didn’t know, maybe it was a Mate thing? But he did know that he was happy Steve could understand him. ‘I’m gonna try an get you out of there.’ Bucky growled. Steve nodded his head.
Bucky dug into the dirt using his paws, forelegs aching with effort.
“Buck! Wait…” Steve shouted. “If you can shape shift into a Wolf, maybe my power has something to do with where this came from.”
Bucky backed away from the pile of Earth, watching with caution and Steve shut his pretty eyes and scrunched his nose, and somehow, the dirt began to seep into the wooden floor and out of the room.
Steve gave a shout of joy, happy he had managed to use his power, and happy to have final gotten one, even if it were only Earth manipulation. Bucky howled with happiness too, though only Steve could understand. To an outsider, it sounded as though the Wolf was calling for backup.
“Come on, Buck. If I can use mine, you can transform back.”
Bucky thought hard, tried harder, but he couldn’t do more than swish his fluffy black tail. He let out a whine in disappointment. Steve sighed, “I’m sorry Bucky.”
Bucky stepped toward Steve, where the Omega wrapped his arms around Bucky’s neck and buried his face in the black fur covering his Mate’s body.
“Steve?!”
‘Fuck.’ Bucky thought.
Steve pulled back quickly from Bucky, frightened. “Its Natasha”