Title: A Little Glass Vial
Square: sex pollen
Warning: SMUT, magical/pollen non-con, oral (female receiving), overstimulation
Pairing: Bucky x Reader (Y/N)
Word Count: 1460
Summary: Bucky and the reader visit the inner sanctum and an accident releases foreign dust into the air. As they inhale it, it takes over. And it fights back, preventing them from getting away.
“Why do you think they keep all this stuff?” You stroked the spine of a book, watching the foreign gold lettering disappear and reappear under your fingertips. “Do you think Strange uses this stuff, or is it more like a bank of dangerous objects?”
Bucky’s metal hand clacked against a glass container he picked up. “Something like that. Danger is something to curate. To possess for a rainy day.” The contents of the jar shifted as he sat it down. With a bemused hum, he picked up a lens circled by silver and looked at you through it. “Woah! You gotta see this!”
Why in the world Strange had left you two unchaperoned in one of the Sanctum’s many artifact rooms was beyond you. The tiny smidgen of magic that sometimes sparkled from your fingertips was your only guess. Still, as much as Doctor Strange was “glad to have you,” he had study hours.
“This can’t be all bad.” You picked up a tiny green vial of a sand-like substance. “Bucky?” He wasn’t there when you turned around. But when you looked back at the shelf, he was suddenly in your face.
“Boo!”
Your fingertips crackled. The viral shattered. The sand inside puffed around you in a powder, covering you both.
“Now you’ve done it,” you sputtered, coughing through the cloud of dust. A warmth took over your throat. As it spread through your body, you knew something was wrong. And incredibly right. “James?” You sounded wrecked. Like you’d just… oh no.
His eyes were hazed. The irises were barely there, totally eclipsed by his pupils. “Y/N.” His growl sent a shiver down your spine. “Come here.”
“Yes.”
Hesitantly you took a step towards him. His hands flashed out, snagging your wrists and tugging you close. The shortened proximity heightened the effect of the dust. Bucky moaned, igniting a flame in your belly. The floor seemed to shift. Before you could fall, he caught under your shoulders and knees. A few steps and a hastily cleared table later, you were spread out in front of him.
Your legs were jostled this way and that while he struggled to remove your gear. Fumbling, you at least opened your vest so that your erect nipples were exposed to the air. The longer it took him, the deeper he growled. He nipped at your hip the second the fabric was gone. You jolted, started again, and your fingers crackled. Bucky pinned your wrists to the table, thumbs against your pulse points. Any other night, that would have calmed you. But with the… dust-pollen taking over your system, the direct contact to those points made you wet. Bucky hummed and breathed deeply.
“Mine,” he murmured into your skin. He flattened his tongue against your sex, making you arch off the table. You gasped and fell back as he did it again. The thrashing that followed left you helpless. You couldn’t get away. And you couldn’t get closer. Bucky pinned you down with his flesh arm. The skin to skin contact crossed your eyes with the extra zing of effect. His metal hand let go of your other wrist to assist his tongue. Nosily he sucked and drank your arousal. Hands free, you tended to your breasts, toying with your nipples and making your walls clench around him.
The frizzing of his thumb over your clit had you crying out. But the pollen was still stuck in your throat, constricting it and ensuring that you couldn’t alert any distracting help from interfering. Getting help isn’t what you want. Help? Why would… a rare deep breath cleared your mind for just a second. Then the fog rolled in deeper. You gave in. Bucky was just going to have to make do with your softer sounds. He was making plenty of his own. Hungry sounds. Delighted ones as your cunt gave him what he wanted.
Building. So close. You grasped at his hair. Grounding. You mewled for him. He hummed for you.
Your first orgasm was hardly over before he’d tugged you to the end of the table and was unhooking his belt. Each barely controlled thrust sparkled the edges of your nerves. He didn’t wait after sheathing himself in you. The thrusts were hard. Deliberate. Exploratory until he re-found your boneless buttons. Boneless can’t fight back. Pleasure feels better than fighting. What? Where had thought-
“Y/N-“
“Buck… something’s wrong.”
“I know. But you feel so good.” He hiked your thighs around his waist, digging his fingers into your skin. “Love having you under me like this. Taking me so well,” he bit off into a whine, thrusting harder. “Gonna,” he panted, “gonna fill you up. So full of my cock now. You’re gonna be full all day.”
The staccato promises caught your breathing, making it come out in halts and jumps. You clawed down his stomach, smiling as he hissed. He leaned down, catching your lips. Now he controlled further what oxygen made it to your brain. He was sweaty. As were you.
“Need you.”
“Cum, Y/N. Give it to me.”
You slid up and down on the desk until he gripped your waist and held you in place. In. Out. Full. Empty. Full. Chest tight. Pussy clamping down. Eyes closing. Cumming. Being filled. Bucky cried into your mouth as he came. But you both needed more.
More. More. More.
The world spun as Bucky flipped you onto your stomach. Sex pollen plus super-soldier serum pressed against your ass. He was hard again. And needy. He spread your ass cheeks and murmured your name, seeing the mess there. Without warning, he filled you again. The sensitivity inside you said you would come again. Soon.
More. More. More.
Sensitive. Tired. “Buck. Bucky?”
“Mine. More.”
Something wasn’t right. You gasped for air, using it to clear your head. A second later, Bucky’s metal hand wrapped around your throat. Your gaze rolled back into your head. Don’t think. Pleasure. Take pleasure.
Neither of you was going to be able to stop. Panicked, you tried to arch up from the table. Between your own resisting muscles and Bucky’s hand flashing to between your shoulder blades, it failed. He nipped and sucked his way across your back, biting hard into your shoulder. You had to do something. This could last another few rounds, or- If he hurt you he’d never forgive himself. Under the haze of arousal, a fractured plan formed.
You stretched out your hand and willed a burst to escape. A static charge not unlike ball lightning meandered its way through the hall, passing through glass chambers and bookcases like a ghost. One hope held through the darkness threatening to swallow you. Stairwell. If magic burst out there, Strange would come.
Cum. Cum. Cum.
A weak cry spilled from your lips as Bucky filled you again. But he didn’t move away. So sensitive. Tears blurred your vision further.
“Baby,” he whimpered, “I can’t- I can’t hold back-“
“I know. M’ neither. I’m send- sending for help.”
The fluttering of a red cape was the last thing you heard before you both slid to the floor, exhausted.
***
“Y/N? Please, baby, wake up.”
The hospital machines whined and beeped as they were overflooded with energy. You sat straight up in bed. The dust. The Sex. Darkness. A movement to your right made you flinch. After a breath, you were able to see Bucky standing by your side, his hands raised in surrender. They twitched midair. “Bucky,” you rasped. Still, he hesitated. He was scared to touch you. “Please.” You reached out, relaxing the second his hand was in yours.
With a sigh, he collapsed into his chair. He rubbed his cheek against your hand. “I- I thought I- Strange says you’re going to be okay.”
“I have to agree with him.” You relaxed back into your pillows. An ache in your shoulder reminded you of his love bite. “I’m fine, just… extremely sexed out,” you finished with a chuckle. It took an extra tilt of your head to catch his eye. “Though I have to say, I’m not surprised that I passed out. You’ve taken me pretty close before.”
“I could have hurt you.”
“But you didn’t.”
“I lost control.”
“Blame the sex pollen.” You gave his hand a squeeze. “But let that be a lesson not to startle me when we’re surrounded by magical objects, hmm?” That made him crack a smile. “Hold me.”
“But the… pollen?”
With a tug, you pulled him to lay in the bed with you. “I don’t feel any more magic. We’re safe.” His eyes closed as you stroked your fingers through his hair. “I always feel safer with you.” His even breathing carried you with him into sleep. Sex pollen free sleep.
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Name of Piece: Ain’t That a Kick in the Head (Chapter 1)
Name of Participant: Faustess
Square Number: Y5 – SNAFU
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Maria Hill/Bucky
Warning: None
Summary: A three-year-old Tony Stark has just become Maria Hill's next issue to deal with... and the fact that the kid latched on Bucky Barnes as his new favorite person... and she has things to consider like creating the most stable environment possible for the boy until he goes back to normal.
Name of Piece: Ain’t That a Kick in the Head (Chapter 2)
Name of Participant: Faustess
Square Number: B5 – Bucky and Tony
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Maria Hill/Bucky
Warning: None
Summary: A three-year-old Tony Stark has just become Maria Hill's next issue to deal with... and the fact that the kid latched on Bucky Barnes as his new favorite person... and she has things to consider like creating the most stable environment possible for the boy until he goes back to normal.
Name of Piece: Ain’t That a Kick in the Head (Chapter 5)
Name of Participant: Faustess
Square Number: Y1 – “Would you rather” (drabble)
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Maria Hill/Bucky
Warning: None
Summary: A three-year-old Tony Stark has just become Maria Hill's next issue to deal with... and the fact that the kid latched on Bucky Barnes as his new favorite person... and she has things to consider like creating the most stable environment possible for the boy until he goes back to normal.
Name of Piece: Ain’t That a Kick in the Head (Chapter 6)
Name of Participant: Faustess
Square Number: C3 – Free Space
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Maria Hill/Bucky
Warning: None
Summary: A three-year-old Tony Stark has just become Maria Hill's next issue to deal with... and the fact that the kid latched on Bucky Barnes as his new favorite person... and she has things to consider like creating the most stable environment possible for the boy until he goes back to normal.
Name of Piece: Donut Go Breakin’ My Heart
Name of Participant: Faustess
Square Number: K2 – Fluff
Rating: Teen
Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark (WinterIron)
Warning: None
Summary: A three-year-old Tony Stark has just become Maria Hill's next issue to deal with... and the fact that the kid latched on Bucky Barnes as his new favorite person... and she has things to consider like creating the most stable environment possible for the boy until he goes back to normal.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/20200390
Name of Piece: Build Your Home Under My Skin (Chapter 1)
Name of Participant: Faustess
Square Number: Y3 – The Clock Is Ticking
Rating: Teen
Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark (WinterIron)
Warning: None
Summary: Alpha!Tony has built an identity for himself as a beta with an attitude because he wouldn't be able to run Stark Industries without it. Now he's been kidnapped by Hydra and locked in a cell with a scruffy omega who's built like a tank and smells heavenly.
The Winter Soldier has been out of cryo too long and is going into a heat cycle. This time, though, instead of being alone, there's an alpha in the cell who smells strongcapableamazing.
OR... what happens when two people who are convinced no one could ever want them as they are because of their pasts and their current circumstances meet ugly - Avengers style - and Tony Stark tries to do the right thing anyway.
Name of Piece: Build Your Home Under My Skin (Chapter 2)
Name of Participant: Faustess
Square Number: U4 – Nose Kiss
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark (WinterIron)
Warning: None
Summary: Alpha!Tony has built an identity for himself as a beta with an attitude because he wouldn't be able to run Stark Industries without it. Now he's been kidnapped by Hydra and locked in a cell with a scruffy omega who's built like a tank and smells heavenly.
The Winter Soldier has been out of cryo too long and is going into a heat cycle. This time, though, instead of being alone, there's an alpha in the cell who smells strongcapableamazing.
OR... what happens when two people who are convinced no one could ever want them as they are because of their pasts and their current circumstances meet ugly - Avengers style - and Tony Stark tries to do the right thing anyway.
Name of Piece: Build Your Home Under My Skin (Chapter 3)
Name of Participant: Faustess
Square Number: B3 – Take the Shot
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark (WinterIron)
Warning: None
Summary: Alpha!Tony has built an identity for himself as a beta with an attitude because he wouldn't be able to run Stark Industries without it. Now he's been kidnapped by Hydra and locked in a cell with a scruffy omega who's built like a tank and smells heavenly.
The Winter Soldier has been out of cryo too long and is going into a heat cycle. This time, though, instead of being alone, there's an alpha in the cell who smells strongcapableamazing.
OR... what happens when two people who are convinced no one could ever want them as they are because of their pasts and their current circumstances meet ugly - Avengers style - and Tony Stark tries to do the right thing anyway.
Name of Piece: If the Fates Allow... Or Plums Are the Best Fruit
Name of Participant: Faustess
Square Number: C1 – Winter
Rating: Teen
Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Jack Rollins (NOT a trash party fic!)
Warning: None
Summary: Christmas in Bruges, Belgium - one of the top cities in Europe to visit during the holidays. The STRIKE team is there for a hit and Jack Rollins walks with the Winter Soldier through the Holiday Market in the late evening. With the lights twinkling around them and delicious smells in the air, it's better than most missions...
Title: Do It Again
Square: deep throating
Warning: smut, oral (male receiving), bonus dirty talk
Pairing: Bucky x Reader (Y/N)
Summary: Bucky learns that Y/N has a new skill
On your knees. It wasn’t the first thing you did every day newly home from work. It was the second, right after taking off your clothes. And third, was waiting.
With the click of the lock, you looked up as Bucky walked in. He was still in his stealth suit and his metal arm whirred at the sight of you. “Hey, baby,” he said, nonchalant. “How was work?”
“Eh. Tony being Tony.”
“Oh?” Bucky continued to ignore you, knowing it would make you squirm. He shed his jacket and took off his utility belt. The heavy thud of it hitting the floor made you shudder. Then his fingers were curling in your hair. “I could say the same thing about Steve.” He tilted your head back. “You need some stress relief too?”
“Yes. Please, Bucky.”
With his fingers still in your locks, he tugged you to your feet and led you to the bedroom. You rolled onto your back under his guidance, your skin flushing knowingly. Within seconds, your mouth was watering at the sight before you.
“Open.”
Bucky traced his head over your lips, just barely giving you a taste. A whine choked in the back of your throat right before he filled your mouth. The weight of him on your tongue had your thighs clamping together in desperate arousal. Each push sent him further into your waiting mouth. Soon his pelvis was pressed against your nose.
“Did- did you just take me all the way?” He gently pulled back, smirking as you gasped for air. “Damn-“
“I want to do it again.”
His eyebrow arched, but he obliged. The fill was slightly quicker but all the more pleasurable. Your hips rolled into nothing as he started an easy pace. You reached for his hand, placing it over your neck so he could feel his length filling your throat.
“Y/N, baby girl, I’m gonna cum too quick if you keep this up.” He tried to pull back, but you reached behind his thigh and held him against your face. You swallowed around him. Bucky’s eyes rolled back in his head. “That’s it, darlin’. Takin’ me so good.” He groaned. “You look so pretty with your lips around my cock. And once you’ve swallowed every drop, I’m going to return the favor.” His breath shuddered as you swallowed again. “Baby-“
That was all the warning you got before he came. Like a good girl, you didn’t spill a drop. How could you, with his cockhead halfway to your stomach?
Title: Good Quiet Girl
Square: AU: BSDM
Warning: SMUT, bondage, sensory deprivation
Pairing: Bucky x Reader (Y/N)
Summary: The Reader has to be quiet. If she is, then Bucky will give her a reason to be loud.
It was dark. And quiet.
The silk blindfold only let in the tiniest sliver of light under the edge. Static sounded in your ear as you strained to hear him. Drool escaped around the ball gag in your mouth, but you couldn’t wipe it away. Your hands were stretched far on either side of you to the bedposts. The cuffs were upscale, a splurge Bucky liked to use often. Their chain links jingled as you twisted to a sound on your left.
“What did I tell you?”
You froze. To be still. The breath in your lungs hitched.
“That’s right. I told you to be still. Patient.” His voice traveled from your right down towards your feet. They were also spread apart, cuffed by a chain under the bed. You shivered as his fingers trailed down from your knee to your ankle. “I thought you were going to be my good girl.”
Clenching your jaw, you held back a whimper. Please. I want to be your good girl. But… need you. He couldn’t hear you, but you could feel him watching your body tense and react to your thoughts.
His touch disappeared.
It reappeared on your left, stroking up your side to your breast where he could thumb lazily over your nipple. It took all your willpower not to shiver under his touch. You held off as he did the same to the other side.
“Good girl.”
The next time he touched you, it was between your legs. Your thighs shook with the strain of not moving more. Bucky hummed as you came with no more than the slightest of whimpers and thigh quaking.
He trailed his hand up your body, leaving a wet trail of your slick in its wake. The ball gag was removed as he kissed your forehead. You blinked for a minute after he removed the blindfold. “You did so well, baby,” he crooned. “But we are far from done.” He undid your ankle cuffs next and kneeled between your legs. You bit your lip as he teased his head through your soaked lips. “So good. So quiet. But I bet I can make you loud. I want you loud. Screaming my name. Cumming hard on my cock. Will you scream for me, Y/N. Be my good girl?” He eased his cock into your heat, smiling as you moaned loudly.
Title: Lulled
Square: Lullaby
Warning: fluff, twinge of angst
Pairing: Bucky x Reader (Y/N)
Summary: A night at home with the baby and flickering memories
“He’s screaming again,” you groaned, rubbing your temples. Before you could lift yourself out of the bed, Bucky laid a kiss on your forehead.
“I’ve got him.”
So you went back to sleep, or almost, while he took his turn to rock the baby to sleep. But the next time you opened your eyes, he still wasn’t back. The house was quiet. All unsettling things. You grabbed your robe and went to investigate.
The closer you got to the nursery, you could hear low murmuring.
“спать маленький ребенок. Солнце опустило голову.” The voice crooned on, dropping lower.
Then you peeked around the door frame.
Bucky was in the rocking chair, your son looking so tiny in his hands. And he was singing. It sounded like Russian, or it could have been any other language. Either way, it was sweet. Calm. Soothing. He saw you leaning in the doorway as he came to a close. A soft sigh passed his lips when you ran your fingers through his hair.
“Where’d you learn that?” you rasped sleepily.
He paused. “I don’t know.”
Gingerly, you kissed the top of his head and took your son from his arms. Your child barely squirmed, so lulled to sleep by your husband’s voice. Taking Bucky’s hand, you tugged him back to your bedroom. As you pulled the sheets back over your bodies, you started to hum a tune your mom used to sing to you. Bucky tenderly curled you into his chest, and your breathing evened out together.
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Summary: Bucky has a choice: save thousands or the woman he loves.
The gun shook in his hands. Screw being an ex-assassin. Screw the experience in death. Not this. Anything but this.
“Just do it!”
Your eyes were pleading. If he didn’t take the shot, six months of reconnaissance was wasted, and thousands could die because of it.
Bucky shifted, re-aiming his rifle.
You knew before he did that he couldn’t shoot you. The subject’s arm around your throat tightened, making you frantically fight to continue breathing.
“Hmm. He cares for you,” he growled in your ear. His frosty breath smelled of gasoline. “I might have to hang onto you.”
“Like hell you will.”
Bucky was running before he fully understood what you were doing. He’d survived falls before, so the edge of the building up ahead didn’t scare him. You scared him. You scared him with how much you cared for the people you saved. Your sense of justice no matter the cost to yourself.
“Nothing is going to go wrong on this mission, Buck.”
He hurried to place a hand over your mouth. It was to dissuade bad luck, but you took it as a challenge. In a flash, you had twisted to the side and he found himself flat on his back. He chuckled through the rough groan. “I just meant, don’t jinx us.”
Offering a hand, you helped him to his feet. “Be the best shot I know you are, and we won’t be.” You matched his gentle grin, giggling as he slapped your ass on the way into the jet.
It scared him how much he loved you. “Y/N, no!”
In the twisting of your bodies, an opening formed. Bucky skid to a halt and took the only possible shot.
The man gasped as the bullet punched a hole in his lung. As blood crested over his lips, he reached out and snagged your wrist with a dead-man’s grasp.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/3
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Avengers - Ambiguous Fandom, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Iron Man (Movies)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark
Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Tony Stark
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Scents & Smells, Scenting, Bathtubs, Bubble Bath, Bathing/Washing, Alpha Tony Stark, Omega Bucky Barnes, Bonding, Mates, Kidnapped Tony Stark, Mildly Dubious Consent, Mild Sexual Content, Protective Tony Stark, BAMF Tony Stark, Bucky Barnes Needs a Hug, Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes, Bucky Barnes-centric, Tony Stark-centric, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Touch-Starved, Kissing, Neck Kissing, Dubcon Kissing, Hair Washing, Sharing a Bed, Falling In Love, Declarations Of Love, Dorks in Love, Caring, Romantic Fluff, Tony Stark Feels, Bucky Barnes Feels, Romantic Bucky Barnes, Happy Ending, Don't Repost on Other Sites, Eventual Fluff, Full Moon, Self-Lubrication, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Hormone-Addled Fools, Mating Bond, Cuddling & Snuggling, Tony Stark Cuddles, Naked Cuddling, Dubcon Cuddling
Summary:
Alpha!Tony has built an identity for himself as a beta with an attitude because he wouldn't be able to run Stark Industries without it. Now he's been kidnapped by Hydra and locked in a cell with a scruffy omega who's built like a tank and smells heavenly.
The Winter Soldier has been out of cryo too long and is going into a heat cycle. This time, though, instead of being alone, there's an alpha in the cell who smells strongcapableamazing.
OR... what happens when two people who are convinced no one could ever want them as they are because of their pasts and their current circumstances meet ugly - Avengers style - and Tony Stark tries to do the right thing anyway.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 2/3
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Avengers - Ambiguous Fandom, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Iron Man (Movies)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark
Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Tony Stark
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Scents & Smells, Scenting, Bathtubs, Bubble Bath, Bathing/Washing, Alpha Tony Stark, Omega Bucky Barnes, Bonding, Mates, Kidnapped Tony Stark, Mildly Dubious Consent, Mild Sexual Content, Protective Tony Stark, BAMF Tony Stark, Bucky Barnes Needs a Hug, Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes, Bucky Barnes-centric, Tony Stark-centric, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Touch-Starved, Kissing, Neck Kissing, Dubcon Kissing, Hair Washing, Sharing a Bed, Falling In Love, Declarations Of Love, Dorks in Love, Caring, Romantic Fluff, Tony Stark Feels, Bucky Barnes Feels, Romantic Bucky Barnes, Happy Ending, Don't Repost on Other Sites, Eventual Fluff, Full Moon, Self-Lubrication, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Hormone-Addled Fools, Mating Bond, Cuddling & Snuggling, Tony Stark Cuddles, Naked Cuddling, Dubcon Cuddling, Post-Captain America: The Winter Soldier
Summary:
Alpha!Tony has built an identity for himself as a beta with an attitude because he wouldn't be able to run Stark Industries without it. Now he's been kidnapped by Hydra and locked in a cell with a scruffy omega who's built like a tank and smells heavenly.
The Winter Soldier has been out of cryo too long and is going into a heat cycle. This time, though, instead of being alone, there's an alpha in the cell who smells strongcapableamazing.
OR... what happens when two people who are convinced no one could ever want them as they are because of their pasts and their current circumstances meet ugly - Avengers style - and Tony Stark tries to do the right thing anyway.
