Mall Madness
Peter smiled, he loved hanging out with his new friend Karen. He met him while working at Bugle, they hit it off immediately. Almost instantly they were best friends. As of right now they were in the mall, both smiling. Karen was an omega too, and it helped Peter. Two omegas facing the world together. They weren’t alone today after the scene a month ago. They had Bucky and Matt. Or the Winter Soldier, and Daredevil. So they were OK.
The incident happened to be a discriminating alpha who thought it was ‘OK’ to emotionally hurt the two omegas. Afterwards they would take Matt and Bucky, two ‘Big strong alphas’ as Karen put it. While she was clutching Matt’s arm. Right now they were at nice Cafe, the smells of sweets attracting Peter and Karen by the coffee. Peter went straight into line to order treats and coffee. Bucky followed, while Karen found seats with Matt.
When Peter came back he was carrying four coffee cups, while Bucky looked like a walking pile of treats. Of course he was smiling though, his omega was so sweet, funny, and clueless. Bucky didn't catch his mistake until after they sat down. Peter wasn’t his, his finally caught it and mentally scolded himself. Peter set the set the coffee down, then started digging into his treats. All of them were horrified by how much he actually ate. “Where’s it going Matt?” Karen asked in awe. “I think it's like portal to space, or like a bottomless hole.” Matt replied. Bucky was even impressed with his Super Soldier appetite. Peter snorted while Bucky flat out laughed. They weren't wrong, it was like disappearing. But to Bucky it only added to Peter’s charm. My Perfect omega. Bucky caught himself again. This time he forced himself to look away from THE perfect omega. And he focused on the foam in his coffee cup, Bucky let his thought wander.
Peter was panting under his hand, body trembling. His back arched high as Bucky flicked his nipples, back strung tight. He let his hands drift down Peter’s body, hands purposely missing his erect member. He worked his way down to Peter already soaked hole. Bucky pressed a kiss to the Peter’s inner thigh and a glob of slick rushed out of his hole.
Bucky smirked, he loved knowing he was doing this to Peter, watching melt under his hands. He loved it. “So good Peter, my perfect omega,” a high pitched whine left Peter and Bucky soothed him with a searing kiss. His fingers trailed over Peter’s navel, and tapped at the tip of cock. The omega keened, whining softly. “It’s OK my good boy, I love you.”
Bucky kissed his way down Peter’s jaw to his neck, leaving a small hickey. As his left bruises on Peter’s neck, he toyed with his hole. Letting a finger put pressure there, but not enough to let his finger slip in, just to tease. The pants and moans that left Peter were Bucky’s fuel. When his fingers finally slipped passed the tight muscle, Bucky had bruises littering Peter’s neck. It was a beautiful sight, and Bucky voiced it. “Your so beautiful, my perfect boy.” Peter tightened around Buck’s finger, whining again. Bucky slipped another finger in, and starting scissoring. Peter arched his back off the bed again, sweat glistened off his skin. He growled softly when he felt a pushing on his shoulder, his growls grew louder as the pushes intensified.
Bucky was brought back to the real world, in the same coffee place in the mall. Peter was lightly pushing on his shoulder, “Bucky? Are you OK?”, and he looked up. “Yeah, sorry I day Dreamed.” Peter snorted, “Yeah, I could tell, You ready to go?” Bucky nodded, “yes let's go.” They got and left, The two pairs leaving one another, both pairs left to defend the helpless (In different ways that is).
Bucky and Peter got to the tower a little after 5:00. Peter went to wash up, and get ready for dinner. When he came down, his senses were swarmed with the smell of food, good food. Which happened to be garlic baked bread sticks, and Mexican lasagna, that was currently cooling. Steam rolling off the tops of both, and the smell attracting not just him, but the others in the tower. Steve was standing over the fresh food, smirking. “Hungry?” he said in a tease, and everybody nodded. He chuckled lightly before continuing, “OK, but everyone has to talk about their day. Clint Barton, you touch the food you're dead.” Steve said, startling everyone as Steve turned to Clint hanging from the air vents. He laughed nervously, before ducking back into the vents, Pietro groaned and sped off.
Peter laughed as did everyone else, it was fairly funny. And so dinner began, with everyone laughing. Steve was first to talk about his day. Starting with where Tony and him went. They had a normal day. They went to Central Park, in disguise that is. Then Bruce talked about his new radio active discoveries. Which included Peter, and how in both of them, there are different living cells. These cells are of course the radioactive kind. They give both of them their powers, and they react differently to each other. Having Peter’s and his own samples mixed on accident, they interacted. He also said that if Peter ever becomes a hulk of sorts, he'd be stronger than the real hulk. That being because he has more radiation than hulk.
Then he talked about getting a new intern. Which had Peter nerding out about, but Bruce kindly said Peter couldn't be his intern. “Because you're already a scientist to me. So you would have a job at my lab.”
”Really Bruce you think?”, and the older male nodded. Everyone at the table still understood squat about what was said, except for Tony. Even then he was having trouble. Biochemistry isn't his strong suit. (Lol, that was not on purpose.) Natasha went next, her and all the other girls had a day off, as aliases. Natasha had straight hair again, Wanda had new painted nails (still black), and Pepper got a haircut. Which Bruce had pointed out. Then Peter and Bucky told about their day.
When dinner was over, and the dishes had been washed. The Avengers sat down and watched some TV. This time Peter got to pick. And him being a nerd led to a whole bunch of Batman movies. They watched them until Peter, Tony, and Clint were asleep. Then their respected partner carried them to bed. When Peter was laid down, Bucky made to leave, but he was caught by a hand. Peter’s hand.