New In Town - Alpha Bucky Drabble
A little drabble inspired by a town weâve been through on our roadtrip vacation. Iâm unable to tag anyone,but if @buckysomega could please tag the rest of the Omega pack iâd appreciate it.Â
Warnings: ABO Dynamics, Protective Bucky, Fingering.
Wordcount: 1316
Youâre new in town, a fertile Omega in a city of prime Alphaâs, and only one can protect you.
Youâd spent the last eight hours in the comfort of air conditioned buildings, vehicles, and aircraft, transferring at the request of your employers from the busy city you had grown to call home, out to a remote field office in the sticks. The town was small, only a couple of thousand residents, but the moment you stepped out of the taxi cab at your new apartment building it hit you like a brick wall; Alphas.
Their scent filled the air, strong and pungent, exillarating and daunting. It made your skin tingle and your stomach tight as you hurried into the building, quickly letting yourself into your new place, your belongings already having been sent by road the week before.You spent the next hour huddled on your couch with the remains of your takeout coffee, scrolling through your phone to do the research on the town you should have done weeks ago before you agreed to the transfer.
It turns out the town used to be a military base, training the hardest and most elite of the forces, and that had transferred into the economy of the town. Everything was testosterone orientated. Loud trucks and powerful motorcycles filled the roads, the parking lots for the bars and strip clubs, the liquor stores. The hockey team played dirty but won big. The townâs construction crews were famous county wide for being experts at the hardest of jobs. Everything screamed ALPHA.
The construction part was where you came in, a skilled Omega, trained to be one of the best surveyors the company had ever employed. And desperately needed to help the crews of the latest big project to finish on time and under budget.
Draining the dregs of your coffee you set the empty paper cup down on a box and tried to take in the gravity of the situation you found yourself in, being an unmated Omega in a town of virile Alphaâs.
Your head swam at the thought, and in a desperate attempt to clear your mind you made the mistake of opening the floor length windows that led onto the little balcony your apartment had that overlooked the town square. The scents of the night hit you again, the humid atmosphere immediately filling your senses with the smells of the flowering bushes below the windows, of the bars below, and finally the Alphaâs that stood outside the noisy nightspot having a smoke. You watched them from the darkness of your apartment, thinking the low light of the night kept you hidden as you watched one particular Alpha, but little did you know heâd already caught your sweet scent and was searching the buildings with his eyes as he finished his cigarette.
As he turned he looked up and saw you, you felt your eyes lock with his and you were gone, lost in those pale pools of stormy grey-blue, the same colour as the lake that the town sat alongside. You couldnât draw your gaze away, taking in his slicked back hair neatly pulled into a small bun at the nape of his neck, his broad shoulders and thick muscles that filled his leather jacket. Even from fifty feet away you could see him lick his lips as a smirk threatened to tug at the corners of his mouth whilst he watched you, his nostrils flaring when he inhaled your scent that carried so well on the still night air.
You watched as he said goodbye to the other Alphaâs outside the bar and climbed into a powerful motorcycle, his thick thighs straining at the fabric of his jeans as he flipped the kickstand and slowly pulled away with a low rumble of the engine, crawling past your building as he never took his eyes from you until he reached the intersection with main street. With one final glance over his shoulder he blew you a kiss before he gunned the engine, loudly roaring away, the single red taillight disappearing into the distance. You didnât sleep well that night, your mind too busy with the handsome and powerful Alpha that was now firmly implanted into your mind.
The next morning you dressed appropriately; the companyâs button down white blouse with the emblem over your right breast, jeans that fitted your fuller figure like a glove. Sturdy workboots that were well worn in, and your orange safety hi-viz vest over the top. Sipping your coffee as you sat around the large table in the conference room during the morning staff meeting you were thankful for the strong brew, your sleep having been fitfull the night before.
The door opened and the office manager turned, greeting the late arrival politely;
âAh, Barnes, good you could finally make itâŚâ
You turned to see who had entered and your breath was sucked from your body, because standing  there was none other than the Alpha from the bar the night before, the one that had invaded your dreams and haunted your mind. He was now dressed in a deep blue button down and jeans that yet again hugged his waist and thick thighs, his hair now loose and neatly styled, pulled behind his ears to only make his face even more handsome.
Your boss motioned to the seat that remained empty next to where you sat before he addressed you directly;
âIâd like you to meet your supervisor and work partner, James BarnesâŚâ
You watched as he slunk into the empty seat, extending his hand out to you that you quickly shook;
âNice to meet youâ you muttered
âPlease, call me Buckyâ
His voice was like liquid caramel, softly enrobing you as he spoke quietly.
Once the meeting was finished you loaded your equipment into the back of Buckyâs truck, making sure the load was secure before you climbed into the cab and sat in a nervous silence.
The trip to the worksite started off innocently enough, but as the roads away from town grew quieter the atmosphere in the truck changed, Â inevitably within 30 minutes of leaving the office you were parked alongside a quiet county road, Buckyâs hands working on the button of your jeans as your own found their way under his shirt. As your lips eagerly tasted his you let out a little whimper as he ran kisses down your jaw and started to rub his nose against your scent gland, the soft skin of your unclaimed bonding mark begging for his teeth;
âY'smell so good OmegaâŚâ
âBucky⌠Alpha⌠PleaseâŚâ
âYou know its dangerous for you to be out on site⌠all those other Alphaâs would just see a fertile little Omega like you and let their hindbrain takeoverâŚâ
As he spoke his fingers found their way to your soaked panties, rubbing at your slick soaked folds through the thin cotton fabric, covering his hand with your delicious scent;
âI can help you, protect youâŚâ
You keened against his strong body, rubbing your nose over his neck, covering yourself with his scent as his fingers worked quickly between your legs, your bodies pressed together until you felt your orgasm crash over you.
As you lay on the seat, Bucky pressing kisses to your face and neck whilst you recovered, you basked in your combined scent in the truck, his lips brushing against you as he spoke;
âCome on my Omega, weâd better get to siteâŚâ
âWill you protect me?â
âYouâve got my scent on you now, no-one will bother youâ
With one final kiss he pulled his fingers free of your slick heat, watching as you fastened your pants and straightened your clothing. As he started the engine you watched as he licked your slick from his hand, grinning at you as he swung the wheel around and did a u-turn to head back to the highway;
âMmm Sweet⌠hopefully youâll let me have a proper taste tonight?â he asked hopefully
âYes Alphaâ you purred.
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