#a shared future

“So… Sweetheart,” he addressed her one day, clearing his throat, and I perked up at the timidness in his voice, already having an inkling as to what he was going to ask her. “Do you remember that night that you punished me?”

Her eyebrow quirked and she nodded, attention having been raised from the book on her lap to focus on the man between us. It had barely been a month, of course she remembered. I doubted any of us would ever forget.

“Would you… Would you be interested in doing it again?” He sounded so hesitant. It was so unlike the Bucky I was used to seeing, the Bucky he had become after months of coaching him out of his trauma, it made me reach out for his hand so I could rub gentle circles to the back of it.

“You want me to punish you, James?” She asked, abandoning the book on the couch to kneel before him, a sultry look on her face that had me gulping, my cock immediately hardening. I had no doubt Buck was feeling much the same way. “Why? Have you been a bad boy?”

I saw the way he bit on his lower lip as she threw her leg over his lap to settle on it, pulling him by the back of his head to capture his mouth in a deep, wet kiss. They separated with a smack, and before I could remember I was actually there and not just an audience member of what had to be the sexiest porn ever created, she turned to me and pulled me to kiss her too, humming in delight when her tongue penetrated my mouth.

“You boys make me so happy,” she sighed once we parted, and when she opened her eyes to meet ours, there was mischief written all over them. “You want to be good for me so I’ll be good to you?”

My cock couldn’t possibly get any harder than it did at Bucky’s immediate and submissive little nod, the shy smile on his face that he didn’t allow to take over his entire expression. 

“Perfect.” I felt anticipation rising inside of me, trying to figure out her next move, but much to my surprise, she climbed down from his lap and threw herself in the space between us, sighing softly. “I have a few things planned for the very near future. You two better be ready for it.”

Y/N’s P.O.V.

Turns out, they weren’t all that ready for it. It’s not like they tried to pounce or me or something - they respected me too much to do something that would force me past my comfort zone when I wasn’t ready for it.

No, what happened was that Bucky and Steve became the whiniest, most anxious babies I had ever come to meet in my entire life. And the worst part about it? They didn’t even come out and say it explicitly. So I just had to deal with two weeks of huffs and crossing and uncrossing of legs, eyes clearly settled heavily on me but that would quickly divert once I turned to check on them with a raised eyebrow.

Turns out, not knowing what I was about to do and when I would do it was almost torturous to them, especially to Bucky. But I figured that much was understandable since he was so used to being the one in control.

It all made me feel even more excited and special about being the one who would help them explore this.

Finally, after what the boys probably considered to be fourteen days too late, my packages arrived and I was ready to assume the role I was eager to explore.

I waited for an afternoon where I knew they wouldn’t come home before I wanted them to be there and set everything up, feeling that instigating mixture of nerves and anticipation that had me giggling to myself.

I did my makeup with the utmost care, paying special attention to how I hydrated my skin before putting on the leather high heel boots I had bought and the long silky robe over my otherwise naked skin.

I was ready to take care of my boys now.

“Sweetheart?” It was Bucky’s voice that sought me out first, when I heard the keys dangling by the door. “You home already?” I remained silent, sat by the same chair I had occupied the night that I made Bucky realize there was a little bit of a submissive in him.

My legs were crossed so just enough skin of my thighs would show. The perfect amount to entice them.

“Darling?” This time, it was Steve’s voice, and it came from much closer. He was the first one to see me, stopping by the door, mouth hanging open at the sight that awaited him.

“What’s wrong?” I heard James speak behind him before I saw his figure approach until he could look over our boyfriend’s shoulder. “Holy fuck.” I wanted to grin at the success of my plan, but I forced the smile to become more of a smirk.

“Come in,” I ordered, enjoying how they rushed to fulfill my demand until they were standing by the foot of the bed. Bucky reached for his shirt almost instinctively, and it took Steve’s slap on his hand to get him to realize that I hadn’t allowed that yet.

“It’s okay,” I granted wanting to see their beautiful bodies completely exposed. “I want you two to undress each other.” They both smirked, turning to stare at one another, hands reaching out for their clothing until Steve looked at me.

“Can I kiss him, miss?” Fuck. I liked that. 

“Yes, good boy.” I nodded, knowing how Steve enjoyed being praised. “Kiss him deep, that way I know you can do.” Steve’s eyes were heavy-lidded when his hands came up to cradle Bucky’s face, pulling the other man to meet his lips. The kiss was messy, all tongues and teeth and by the time they parted to breathe, the rest of their clothes laid by their feet, on the floor.

“What now… miss?” Bucky was the one to ask, rushing to correct himself when he realized he could have potentially sounded impertinent. It was hard to stifle a giggle at his nervous behavior. I wasn’t used to see him act that way.

“Now I want you to keep your eyes on me.” I made sure they were doing as I told when my hands wrapped around the straps of the robe and I pulled it undone, leaving it on the floor before I approached my boyfriends. The reverence in their eyes were all of the ego boost I needed to keep going, seeing them look at me like that, almost as if they had forgotten how to speak.

“Get on you hands and knees on the bed.” Bucky frowned but Steve did as I said without any hesitation, softly pulling the other supersoldier to follow. They assumed the position I wanted, side by side, and I could see James was trembling in an effort to hold back from looking over his shoulder, figuring out what I was going to do.

There was a lot I wanted to do, so much I wanted to explore. But before I could do that, I needed to be sure of something. So I climbed up on the bed in front of them, holding each of their jaws.

“Do you boys trust me?” This time, there was no hesitation from any of them.

“Yes,” Steve nodded.

“Blindly,” Bucky confirmed it, and for that, they both got a quick peck on the lips, just enough to leave them wanting more. Then I resumed my position behind them, taking in the sight of their asses and licking my lips at it. 

Now, the fun part began. Grabbing the lube I’d strategically positioned close to me earlier, I made sure to pour a significant amount on both of them before I started to tease them, one hand on each boy, massaging their ass.

“Is this what the two of you wanted? Me to take care of your needs?” Steve easily moaned a ‘yes’, but Bucky held back, hands fisting the sheets before him when my hand slipped down to circle his puckered hole.

“You have to be a good boy, remember? Otherwise, you’ll only get to watch while I fuck your boyfriend.” A sharp inhale let me know I was in the right direction, and he struggled to control his hips when I let my finger slip in past the first knuckle.

“Yes, miss.” Grinning, I leaned down to kiss his cheek while I buried a finger in Steve’s ass too. I knew this was hard for him, so I was prepared to reward every little victory along the way.

“Good boy.” He whined loudly when I managed to fit another one in each of them, keeping my movements the same and watching for the difference in their reactions. While Steve was open about his pleasure, moans and whimpers spilling freely from his delicious lips, Bucky struggled to reel in his sounds, body trembling as his muscles tensed up under my ministrations.

“You know you can give into the pleasure, don’t you, James?” I licked my lips when I noticed how intensely he was listening to me, trying to grasp onto every little bit of my authority while not letting it affect him too deeply.

It wasn’t working.

“Look at Steve,” I commanded, and when he didn’t, I thrusted my fingers inside of him more harshly. “Look at him.” I waited until his head turned to the side, his face pressed into the pillow so he could meet our boyfriend’s beautiful blue eyes. They looked blissfully out of it, and it made me wetter than anything else to know I was able to affect them like this.

“Don’t you want to feel that way?” I asked, licking my lips at the sight of Bucky reaching for Steve’s hand to press a kiss against the back of it. They kept them tightly joined on the mattress and it got to me in a way I never though a loving gesture ever could.

“Don’t you want to let go and let me take care of you?” At long last, I saw him nod. It was a small nod, almost hesitant, and he kept his eyes on Steve the entire time, as if drawing courage from the other supersoldier to go through with this, but when I felt his body melt against the bed, releasing all of its tension, I knew he had succumbed to the pleasure I could give him.

“Oh, fuck, James…” I praised, looking from him to Steve and back to him again. “You take my finger so well. And you, honey…” I turned to Steve, who looked over his shoulder at me with a smile on his face. “You’re so perfect for me. My perfect boys. You make me so happy.”

I felt them coming even before Bucky’s broken cry resonated through the room, his free hand curled into a fist that he used to hit the mattress, trying to control his reactions but still losing the fight as he thrusted back against my fingers and gave into bliss.

Biting my lip to contain my grin, I slowed my thrusts until I could slip my fingers from them, and then climbed on the bed to gather the two much larger men in my arms as best as I could. 

“I love you both so much,” I whispered, pressing kisses to their foreheads while my fingers danced over the soft skin of their backs. “Thank you for trusting me enough to do this.”

I waited until their breathing got deeper again, denouncing their recovery, to tease, “I didn’t think you’d be able to hold back. I’m so proud of you.” Steve chuckled, face pressed to my other thigh, while Bucky slowly blinked back into his usual demeanor.

“It was harder to relax than I thought it would be…” He admitted, drawing random patterns on the inside of my thigh. “But you did a fantastic job, doll. The prettiest dom there ever was.”