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A few days later Bucky moved back to Steve's house, but this time he did not have his own room. He was going to stay in Rose and Steve's bedroom. They were going to try to make this triad work. The two men had agreed that they would make it work for that woman, and they were going to do it. Neither of them wanted to leave her. They loved her and had too much interest in being close to her. Steve wanted to keep his family together and become a good husband while Bucky wanted to be close to her during pregnancy and help her to welcome their son. The two soldiers were going to play the game. A new one that neither had ever had to play before. The game of the triad.
The married couple's room was large enough to accommodate a third guest. There was plenty of empty space in the closet where Bucky could put his stuff and the bed was gigantic. The headboard, however, had disappeared, broken into a thousand pieces by Bucky and his vibranium right arm. Whenever Bucky went past that bed, he would smirk or something that Rose noticed. She could not hold herself from rolling her eyes. Rose helped him settle down, even Steve helped him. In fact, they seemed friends, and she hoped it was not a masquerade and that their friendship would survive their new relationship.
At that moment, Rose felt so happy. Steve was gentle with her and teasing her all the time. Bucky had a hard time keeping his hands off her. He had to have something with her butt that she did not understand. The man could walk beside her with one hand on her butt as naturally as holding hands. And the pats on her butt when she stopped walking... Every time she gave a cry of indignation, but she loved when he did that. Steve did not do that unless she asked him. Instead he had a thing for the breasts than butt. Rose's breasts were not really big to begin with, and the pregnancy gave them a little more volume except it was not gigantic compared to the starting size. Before she had a 87B and now she was enjoying a nice C size. It was Steve who enjoyed it. Rose felt lucky and was eager to see where this relationship was going to bring them.
Rose looked in the mirror in front of her. Her nails clicked on the edge of the large sink. She was chewing on her lower lip, wondering if she was ready for it. The only time they got together in a bed was to warm her up on the night she had jumped into an icy river and when she had woken up after the disastrous evening of her wedding. These two times the two soldiers had laid down beside her and held her naturally in their arms without any thoughts. It was nice to say the least. Having two sources of heat, two sources of comfort, and safe arms was pleasant. But it had been momentary. Now she was going to sleep every day with Steve... And Bucky. It was crazy. They had accepted this compromise without discussion.
This kind of relationship was quite difficult to manage, she could not sleep with one and leave the other or sleep with each of them depending on the days. Rose grinned at this thought. She did not see her relationship with Steve and Bucky as something similar to the polygamy she saw in certain families of her country. Too bizarre, too shameful, too detached. She did not consider herself a polyandry either. In fact, she did not see this situation as a special situation requiring special measures. She wanted everything to be normal, just that she would be with Steve and Bucky. They would all live in the normal way in which they got used to living. She wanted to brush her teeth every night when seeing Steve getting ready for the night. She wanted to see Bucky in the shower too. She wanted to sleep near Bucky and sleeping in Steve's arms too. She wanted to kiss Steve before closing her eyes and Bucky too. She wanted to share a good morning hug with Steve and share one with Bucky as well. In fact, she did not want to change, and she did not want them to change. She wanted everything to stay the same. There would just be one more person in the equation.
"Goodness..." She whispered. Rose gathered her courage to join the two soldiers in the bedroom. It was late. After watching a movie, they had to sleep. The children slept, so there were no more distractions to make them ignore the current situation. They were going to be three in a bed. A big bed.
Rose looked up at her reflection. She wore a little pajama made up of a top with fine lace straps in blue caraco style cotton and white shorts with blue polka dots. Rose knew they were going to make fun of her pajamas again. She's didn't care. She liked them. She had a taste for short pajamas. Simple, cute, and airy. Her nipples seemed swollen today. They pointed through the thin blue fabric like two small nuts. She passed her fingers through her long, smooth hair, shaking it a little so that it spread out well behind her back. She popped her lips and wet them a bit before deciding to apply a pink lipstick. Perfume? No need, she already coated her legs with fragrant oils. She did not want to feel too much to sleep, but Rose wanted to be perfect. He was not just Steve but also Bucky. She wanted to please both of them. Make it work. "But how?" She was breathing. Always looking in the mirror. She was a new woman, a woman who accepts herself and loves herself in spite of the errors she may have committed. "The most important thing is to forgive oneself. To be forgiven, right?" Rose caressed her little bump that grew from day to day and smiled. "Everything will be okay, do not worry."
Every time she thought about the baby, she was thinking about Lucky Luke, and she could not help smiling. She already suspected that Bucky would buy any sort of cuddly cowboys. Rose had laughed when she knew that Lucky Luke was actually a Cowboy cartoon. Now every time she imagined Luke, she saw him in a cowboy suit. A pleasing image to clear her fears.
With her new bit of courage, she went out of the bathroom and turned off the light. The two men on the bed straightened up as she finally got out of the bathroom. Steve was bare-chested and wearing pajama pants while Bucky was wearing nothing, but his boxers. They were each lying at an edge of the bed. Steve arranged the pillow to better see her, and Bucky stood on his elbows to watch her come.
He had waited for her for an eternity. He was excited to sleep with her tonight. He wanted to sleep with her every day. And he expected to do it. Bucky was mentally beating a countdown before going to blow the damn door out of the bathroom. It lasted too long, and his patience was horribly minimal. Finally, Rose entered the room, walking while swinging her hips seductively. The two men drank all the traits of her curvaceous body. She climbed onto the large bed and crawled to the the middle place that the two men had reserved for her.
"Rose."
"Steven." She smiled and sat on her knees between them.
"Dollface."
Rose giggled, "Bucky."
The three smiled foolishly. Rose looked at the two men with eyes of love. It was them, Steve and Bucky. There, sitting on the bed. In front of these two men, she felt well.
"You won't lie down? You must be tired." Steve started, "come to bed." He stroked her thigh softly, and Rose was hesitating a little, not knowing how to position herself. She thought they would want to talk before she went to bed, but they obviously did not want her to stay away from them like that.
"C'mere," Bucky took her hand to guide her between them, and she nodded before sliding into the sheets without worrying more about the position she took.
"Mmhm." She moaned a little when the two men hugged her.
"See, it's better don't you think?" Steve murmured on her lips before kissing her greedily.
"Yes... Yes it is."
"Do you like that, Honey?"
"Yes..." Bucky squeezed her from behind, wrapping his arms around her belly. Steve put his head between her breasts and then stroked her thighs. With a calm and relaxed breathing, he was in her arms and he loved every smell, every part of her. Rose pushed her thighs a little and put a leg on Steve's hip. He looked up and smiled before squeezing her thigh firmly and getting up to attack her lips. Rose put a hand on his cheek, eyes closed and moved her lips to the rhythm of the kiss he started. Buck who was behind her and was strangely excited to see them kissing. His lips wet with envy. He began to lick the back of her neck making her groan in the kiss with Steve. He began to gently licking each inch of her right shoulder, sucking and biting the sensitive skin of her neck. He slid his hands on her butt and grabbed with two hands. As he nibbled the lobe of her ear, he was enjoying himself by rubbing his cock between her butt cheeks thought his boxers.
Rose groaned more and more in the kiss with Steve. He stroked her breasts, titillating her nipples while he slid his tongue into her mouth. She could not speak. She was encircled by the two men who enjoyed her body with delight. Her panties were wet, and she did not doubt that the two men's penis already fled with precum. The situation was going to degenerate soon. She did not know if she was ready to do that with Steve... and Bucky. It should involve a lot. The make-out sessions they have had were nice. Since their discussion on the terrace of the house, they had become inseparable. The kisses and the spontaneous caresses rained every day. They did not seem to mind kissing her and touching her at the same time. Everyone did his thing without worrying about the other as if Steve was deliberately ignoring that Bucky was there on the other side of her and vice versa.
But sex with three is another level. The three must be in symbiosis. The partners must feel and touch each other. It must be a triangle of sharing, each kiss would be a sharing among the three. Rose knew that right now Steve and Bucky had not yet reached that level of personal release. Steve touched her and kissed her as if he was going to climb up and penetrate her. Bucky bit her as if he was going to lower her panties and fucked her from behind. Neither of them paid any attention to what the other was doing to her as if everyone took advantage of her body without really taking advantage of the situation.
Rose grabbed Steve's wrist when he wanted to put three fingers inside her pussy.
"Wait. Wait a minute ..."
"You want me to stop?"
"No... It's not that... Goodness! Bucky stop rubbing my butt like that."
He sneered, "It's my way of expressing my love, Honey." Rose shook her head and straightened up. "Okay, what's wrong? You don't like what we do."
Rose tapped on the quilt, "Of course, I love what you do."
"So why did you ask me to stop?" Steve asked.
Rose sighed and knelt down on the quilt in front of them again. She bit her lower lips and knocked her hair back. The two men looked at her curiously, waiting for her to say something. She cleared her throat and coughed a little.
"I want to-" Rose hiccoughed, surprising even herself. She put her hand on her mouth with wide-eyed eyes. "Uhm I didn't want to do that." Then another hiccup, "argh. No."
"You have to drink water to make it pass." Steve straightened up, but Rose pushed him on the bed. "Alright, Alright. I'm not moving."
"Don't you dare to move from here. WE have to-" another hiccough. "Argh."
Bucky smiled mockingly, and put his hands under his head to sit comfortably. At that moment he would have liked to have popcorn and watch her with hiccups all along. She was adorable at the moment. "Too cute."
"BUCKY!" Then another hiccup. Rose was on the verge of frustration. Steve glanced at Bucky, looking at him with a smile. "Listen to me, we have to- ARGH!"
"You clearly have to drink some water, Barbie."
"You're calling me Barbie again? I thought it was now Wifey." She smiled and he smiled back.
"Do I have to choose?" He gathered the pillows under his neck to place himself comfortably.
"No ..."
"Any cute nickname suits you. You are as much my barbie as my wife. Like Bucky used to call you honey or babydoll. But I prefer Barbie."
Rose looked at Bucky, waiting for him to say something, but he said nothing. He just looked at her with his piercing eyes. She sighed again and sat on the flat of her feet in her kneeling position. She was lost in her thoughts when Bucky began to speak.
"No more hiccups? If you're thirsty feel free to let me know, I'll give you something to drink." Bucky said seductively. Steve rolled his eyes and Rose frowned.
"Are you... Talking about water?"
"I'm talking about whatever you want to swallow."
"Bucky, you're officially more pervert than Steve." She slapped his arm and he laughed. "In fact, I wanted to talk about us. Both of you know this relationship is special. It will not easy, but... I take all the responsability about the consequences. We started it because of me."
"Don't say that. It's not just because of you, I wanted that too."
"Oh, you wanted a triad from the start? Damn Stevie you just had to ask."
"You're a jerk," Steve whispered.
"Punk!"
"You can not say you want it. I put you in this situation at first. I mean ... it's my fault."
"You're talking like this is a bad thing, Honey. Do you regret that?"
"No... That's not it." She looked down, "I mean, I want all three of us to be happy. I don't want to force you or anything. I want to be comfortable in this situation, and I want you two to be so. I have to confess that... I do not know how to do it. "
"It's a bit new for me too, but we're going to make it work." Steve caressed her thigh softly. "It was not easy at first, but I've gotten used to it. To see you with Buck and let him touch you like I do. "
"The situation doesn't bother you, really?"
"You're my wife, what do you expect me to do?"
"I don't want you to be obliged. I don't want any of you to be obliged to do anything. I love you and I can... We can find another way if we have to. I don't want you to be obliged to do things that you don't feel comfortable doing. Even if I'm your wife, Steve, I can not bear to know I'm forcing you to do something you don't want to do because I'm here and I'm going anywhere. You're my family now. "
"Rose, you don't oblige me to do anything."
"But I have the impression that..."
"Your impression is false. You don't oblige me. I want to be with you. If this is the way of being with you so that you may be happy, then I am ready to try. Not because I am obliged. Look at me. Look at my face." Steve deepened the expression of his face by looking straight in Rose's eyes, "I do this because I want to. Stop worrying."
"He knows what he's doing."
"Okay." Rose said, releasing the pressure on her shoulders. "And you Bucky?"
"I'm a big guy. I'm an old soul, Babydoll. This situation doesn't bother me. It's quite funny everyday. You know, babydoll, I would not have been able to manage it with someone else. Someone other than Stevie here. I would have burned an unknown-ass a long time ago if you were married to someone else... Well that's another story, but you're married to Stevie. I know Steven Rogers. He's been my friend for as long as I've been in this World. He's a damn punk, but I'm kinda like him. He has been there for me since I was a child. I've always felt at ease with him. I'm sure I want to be where I'm right now, and I love where I am. Even if I wanted more space in the closet to store my weapons. "
While Bucky was talking Steve was looking at him with a glimmer in the eyes. He thought exactly like him. If he had been involved with someone else in this situation, it would have been different, even worse. He would never have tolerated anyone close to Rose. It was inconceivable in his mind to see Rose with another man. Knowing that this other man was Bucky, appeased him because he knew Bucky. No matter the confidence problems, Bucky remained his best friend. He would be ready to fight the whole world for Bucky. He would be ready to fight in a lost battle with no chance of survival for Bucky. In fact, he was willing to do much for Bucky. This new triad relationship was a palpable proof of that. Steve could not explain their friendship with words. Bucky is his friend, which sums it all up. Not a friend like Tony or Natasha, hell! He fought against both of them to protect Bucky.
Their friendship had something special, something profound. Something that has been built since they were children when they played with scrap metal toys or went to church on every Sunday. Then their friendship became stronger when Bucky first protected him from a fight because he wanted to protect a pretty girl from some brats of the neighborhood. When he and Bucky began to hang out, when he introduced him to girls and took him in his date to get him out of his shyness, and when Bucky was still there to protect him into fights, even fighting against three or five people at the same time, Steve likes Bucky. He could remember when Bucky brought back coke in the evening or bought him Playboy magazines. Bucky bought him his first real calpin with good quality leaves and pencil so he could draw on something other than newspaper sheets. Bucky was there when his mother died and he did not know where to live. He was there every day for him when they lived in their small 15 square meter apartment in a poor neighborhood of Brooklyn. Together they have experienced sadness, fear, death, happiness, joy, poverty, and all kinds of emotions that a teenager boy can feel when is 16 years old. Bucky is his best friend, and it is their relationship that made this triad relationship possible.
"I thought I said no weapons in the house?" Steve teased.
"Well, you also said no alcohol in the house, but there are beers in the fridge anyway."
Rose chuckled, "I think I understand. It's because of your friendship that you don't mind."
"It's because it's you and because it's Stevie. Even if I'm a shitty friend, I'm his friend. With you two, nothing can bother me."
"You're... Not a shitty friend. You're far from that. The recent events don't change what I think about you, Buck. You're still my friend... Till the end of the line."
"Ah c'mon, buddy, don't say that with that voice. You know I'm gonna punch your face if you keep on looking at me like that." Bucky scratched his slightly bearded cheek, a little embarrassed. It was rare to see Bucky being embarrassed by something. Rose enjoyed seeing him like that. Steve laughed and shook his head. Rose put a hand on her chest and made a fangirl sound.
"My heart is melting. You're like brothers."
"Brothers in crime." Bucky added and winked.
"So ... We good?"
"We good." Steve answered with a nod.
"As long as you're with me. As long as I can come back here and you keep asking me with your cute dollface, if my day was good, I'm really good. I don't need more. I like and cherish what we have right now. I'm gonna make it work. We're good, babydoll."
"I'm glad we agree." She smiled happily. "I was stressing out. I'm sure Luke felt it."
"Rose?"
"Yes?"
"Why Luke? You didn't tell me about this."
Rose and Bucky exchanged a complicit look before smiling at each other.
"Uhm, It's Bucky's choice. He wanted to call him like that... uhm I absolutely don't know why." She shrugged her shoulders with an innocent, looking on the ceiling. Bad liar, Bucky thought, but Steve bought it. Bucky sniggered before passing a hand on his face. Rose was going to be the death of him.
"Oh, okay then."
"Why do you ask? Have you some patriotic name in your mind, Captain America?" Bucky asked with a smirk.
"Now you're asking me, so there is this City in Texas-"
"For God's Sake!"
"Steve, you're incredible!"
"Austin is a pretty good name for a boy."
"Oh yeah! Texas! I know that. My friend is from Texas." She almost hopped up. "But she's from Houston. I didn't hear about Austin yet. Maybe I should ask her."
"Who? Laura?"
"No, I have a friend at the hairdressing salon where I used to go and she's from Texas. She's really nice and funny."
"The girl with the red locks?"
"I forgot you were following my ass all along." She grunted. Steve smiled though he prevented himself saying 'language'. In fact, he did not do it since a lease. Bucky and Rose swore like sailors in a pirate ship all day long. If someone gave him a dollar every time he said 'language' to them, he would be as rich as Tony. "Yes, that's her. She's cool. I think Austin is cool. I kinda like it." She nodded.
"It's decided!" Bucky jumped suddenly on the bed and filled Rose's baby bump with kisses, "Luke Austin Barnes, WE'RE WAITING FOR YOU TO SHOW YOUR CUTE FACE."
"Don't bother shouting like that, Daddy Barnes," she said. "And it's Luke Austin Barnes Rogers."
"What a long-ass name!" Bucky lay down again.
"It's because ..."
"Yeah, I know." Rose swallowed hard and stroked her belly. "We're not married. I can't forget it."
"It's just a piece of paper. It's not much important."
"Buck and I grew up in a time when marriage was more than a piece of paper. Marriage is more than that," Steve said seriously. "Don't say that."
"I know Steve... I didn't mean it like that." Rose was afraid of spoiling the atmosphere, "I apologize."
"Don't apologize. I know you didn't mean that. I'm just... Nothing."
"Sorry... I ruin the moment." Rose lowered her face, a little sad.
"You don't," Steve gave her a quick kiss on the lips.
"You're bearing my child. I should have married you." Bucky stroked her baby bump with one hand and Rose put her hands on his. "I should have... But I'm good with the circumstances. I'm used to it."
"I heard they do weird things in Utah." Steve said suddenly.
"What are you talking about?" Rose asked softly.
"Marriage... A marriage with several partners."
Rose frowned, "Why are you thinking about that all of sudden? You're Catholic."
"I think we've gone beyond this stage of judgment for a long time."
Rose sighed, "I know I'm the one who put you there."
"Babydoll could you stop feeling guilty for us? It's annoying. We're adults. We made a choice and that choice is to be with you. Just stop what you keep doing. It's not healthy for you and the baby." Rose did not seem to understand Bucky's sudden reaction. Both of them messed with her thoughts about the situation, sometimes they look good with that and sometimes they look like they don't want to be there. She looked away and chewed her lower lip." Jesus! C'mere doll." Bucky grunted and took her by hand to lure her into each other again. She let herself go and lay down on her back with her knees bent under the duvet with them. Steve turned to her.
"I love you... God knows that. God gave me what I wanted, and I thank him every day for that. He knew what he was doing when he put you in my way. He knew that I would do anything for you... God knows that. Stop feeling guilty, my Rose. I'm happy with you. I am happy with you." She smiled shyly before giving him a kiss. "You're all I always wanted."
"All I wanted." Bucky put a hand on her belly.
"Thinking about traditions, I promised you a honeymoon." Steve said after a long silence between them by looking each other with love.
"At the Wakanda?" She asked excitedly, with an erased guilt. He nodded with a smile.
"A Honeymoon?" Bucky asked.
"All three ?" Rose asked too.
"Yes. If Bucky wants to come."
"Are you kidding? Why in the hell I would miss seeing Rose in Bikini?"
"Oh... Oh..." Rose did not know what to say. Maybe it was a way for him to give Bucky a place or something. No matter the reasons, she liked the idea.
"But seriously, do you really want me to come with you, Stevie?"
"Yeah, I want to. We're a triad now."
"The T-card."
Rose giggled, "T-card? Really?"
"Yeah, like V-card. You know, the last time I-" He murmured into her ear.
"I know- I know. No need to explain!" She said quickly and Bucky giggled.
"Wet and tight."
"Bucky!" She blushed, embarrassed.
"Hard to penetrate, but pulsing around my dick..."
"Bucky!" Steve groaned, his boxers seemed to become a little bit cramped.
"Alright." Bucky enjoyed see them breathing quickly like that, "T'challa will be surprise to see me."
"Who? Oh, yeah he will be."Steve seemed a bit disoriented between the horny image that his overflowing imagination offered him and the purpose of the conversation
"Your highness the King..." Rose signed.
"Did you know Rose is a huge fan of him since she's child?"
"Who?"
"Your Highness King T'challa!" Rose smiled blissfully at the ceiling. A little girl's smile on her lips. Bucky grimaced a little sering her shine like a ray of sunshine while talking about T'challa. "Did you know that his palace is gigantic, bigger than the Stark Tower, with plenty of large granite columns... Oh and the throne room!" She sighed dreamily, "It must be so royal."
"Ok. We can go to Hawaii instead."
"I don't think she will agree with that Buck." Steve burst out laughing.
"NO WAY! WAKANDA IT WILL BE!"
"Don't yell like that. You look like a madwoman." Bucky could not admit it, but he was already jealous of T'challa.
"Steve! Please, you said Wakanda. Please, cuddle Bear!"
"I vote for Hawaii."
"Don't listen to him, I'm the bride and I decide where I want to go on my honeymoon."
"Sorry, Buck, Hawaï will be for the next time." Steve said a little sleepy. Tired of the long day.
Bucky rolled his eyes, "fuck off, you punk!"
"Thank you my love. My wonderful husband. My lovely cuddle bear." She was pecking at his lips by hugging. Bucky groaned behind her.
He had to thank T'challa for the Vibranium arm he had. It was as good as the one he had before. But there was no way he could let Rose fangirl like that around him. Especially with her teenage like cries and her brilliant administration eyes. Bucky watched her continue to rave about the Wakanda's king with a visible grimace. Apparently she had the walls of her old maiden's room full of the prince's posters and imagined him like the charming prince. He grunted again.
"Perfect! Everything is perfect. Rose is fangirling over T'challa and you want her to meet him? "
"Maybe he can enter our club." Steve teased, "maybe replace you by the way." Bucky jumped on the mattress and Rose burst of laughing.
"Damn it! Don't say such stupid ass things. You will give her ideas."
"You idiot!" Rose hit Bucky's head with one pillow, "I'm not going to frolick. Stupid."
"It's Stevie who started first." He complained to Rose.
"It was joke."
"Ah ah ah funny as fuck."
"You're too jealous for no reason. Your highness King T'challa is just uhm like a charming prince who lives far far far away and... Has a wonderful kingdom."
"Oh really?" he asked sarcastically, clearly annoyed, but she could not help but dream about Wakanda. "Anyway, I need my bed bar in vibranium. I'm in the urge to make you pregnant."
"Uh?"
"I'm already pregnant, I remind you." Rose stopped fangirling T'challa.
"Well, after that, I'll fuck your sweet little cunt and get you pregnant again." Bucky smirked.
"IT'S A JOKE, RIGHT?" Rose shouted, eyes round like saucers. Bucky kept making fun of her face, "HOW DARE YOU!"
"Rose, I'm kidding." Bucky raised his hands as a sign of regret, but he had already lit the flames of the pregnant woman "I'm kidding, Babydoll. Don't throw me balls of fire."
"HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT." She took another pillow and hurried to pound it on his head, "STUPID! For your information, it's my fourth baby." Bucky laughed, avoiding every pillow hit that made her angrier.
"Maybe we could create a football team with the kids. We already have four players, seven are missing." Bucky said with a lazy voice before laughing out loud when Rose turned red with anger. "Holy hell."
She let go of the pillow and turned to Steve who was already dozing. She hit him hard on the arm. "How could you sleep right now! Did you listen what this stupid ass dares to say?"
"Tomorrow... Wifey." He stroked her thighs, eyes closed. Rose blew out of indignation and struck Steve's arm again. "Buck, apologize already, what did you do to her?"
"Nothing!" He laughed, "I was just kidding!"
"IT'S NOT A GAME!"
"Honey! I was kidding," he took her in his arms, and she struggled a bit sulking.
"It's not funny at all. You know I have to put some shea butter on my stomach every day to avoid stretch marks, and I do not talk about everything I should do to have a flat stomach again."
"Stop sulking, dollface." He kissed her, sliding his hands into her hair slowly. She answered the kiss, but continued to sulk into it. "I got it babydoll. Don't worry. We'll do jogging so you can have your flat stomach and your pretty curved legs. After Luke's birth, promised. No more pregnancy... For now."
Rose sighed, "I'm too fertile for you to promise me that. My uterus is like a cornfield." Bucky thought a bit before laughing. Steve opened his eyes abruptly to Bucky's laugh. "You can not joke about something like that. It's really not funny."
"What's not funny?" Steve asked.
"Nothing, cuddle bear. It's just Bucky who's teasing me. Let me go Buchanan"
"Sorry. Sorry. Sorry."
"I'm not mad."
"You are."
"No, I said I'm not."
"No, you are."
"Ok now I am. Let me go!" Bucky pecked at her neck and tightened her in his arms while she desperately tried to turn toward Steve. "BUCKY!"
"You kinda hot, babydoll. I don't want to let you go right now. I have some good plans for your pink lips of yours."
"Oh Damn, I forgot. We did not talk about sex. I wanted to talk about sex."
"What an interesting topic, Babydoll."
"Argh! Bucky! This is serious, let me move." Bucky chuckled a bit before letting her go. "Thanks." She pulled up the shoulder strap of her pajamas that he had lowered to suck one of her tits and was trying to make her pajamas look like something since Bucky decided to undress her. She wondered if wearing her usual little pajamas would be a good idea to sleep with these horny men.
"Steve... You look tired." She said, stroking his cheek with the back of her hand while he slowly beat his eyelashes in an effort not to close his eyes. "You have to take a rest, don't you?"
"Yeah, but I can listen to you." Rose nodded, pulled a few strands of hair from her face and placed a soft kiss on each of his eyelids. He smiled a little with his eyes closed.
"You're so adorable, my marvelous cuddle bear."
"You're so gentle, my wonderful wife. I want you in my arms so I can be the cuddle Bear you know." Steve pulled her close to him and fled his head between her breasts. Rose giggled before wrapping her arms around his head and clasping him on her chest. "Mmh, good."
"You're gonna choke him like that."
"I'm a super soldier." He muttered on her skin. Rose shook her head with a smile and gave him a kiss on the top of his head.
"You always choose my breasts. You know I have other parts as soft as them like my neck."
"Nope, your neck is mine." Bucky squeezed her from behind and pecked at the skin of her neck, leaving in his wake suckers of love.
"I prefer your breasts... It's a cozy place."
"Why do you like my breasts so much?" She laughed when Steve sniffed her skin as if to suck in her body odor.
"Really Babydoll, your mood is changing every second."
"It's because of Luke. One minute I think I'm fine and the next minute I think I'mma kill someone. Not my fault. Soooo, why my breasts, Steven Rogers?"
"Because I love them. I have so many reasons to love them. They are perfect and when I think they can't be more perfect, they are. Plus, they're so sensitive. They're soft and smell like baby soap or something sweet like that. I love everything about your breasts."
"What fabulous praise for her tits. I could say the same thing for your butt, babydoll." Bucky added, "you just have to ask me. I'll give you fucking long-ass list of why my dick gets automatically hard every time I see your butt." Rose smiled happily. At least they loved her body. That was a good thing. With them she felt beautiful and desired. What a wonderful feeling. Rose felt like being in a cloud.
"And your milk ... that just keeps flowing out each time I suck your tits."
Bucky's head appeared over Rose's shoulder in a second, "Wait a minute, you drink her milk?" He asked with astonishment while at the same time disgusted. Steve did not even raise his head to look at him before answering. He was far too comfortable where he was.
"I don't ask for that... It just came out abruptly in my mouth."
"That's- I don't know-like-." Bucky looked up thinking about something to say, but he was at a loss of words. "I can't even imagine you doing this kind of stuff... Show me."
Steve smiled a bit before raising his head off the valley between her breasts. He spread the fabric of her pajama off one of her breasts before engulfing the nipple in his mouth. Rose sucked air between her teeth before closing her eyes and pushing a low moan. Bucky was watching Steve sucking her brown nipple as if he was drinking a delicious nectar. He released the nipple in a pop sound before looking up at Bucky.
"Do you see?" Steve asked by licking her nipple with the tip of his tongue.
"Nasty!" Bucky could see a few white drops around the nipple. He opened his mouth in astonishment. He wondered if he had underestimated Steve and his sexual skill. Rose's temperature had increased and he suspected that she was blowing her panties right now. Bucky would have to get into their sexual habits if he wanted to move on to the next stage of their relationship. Stevie was kinda special in bed. Watching the blonde man lick the nipples of Rose, he had to admit that his cock was getting hard under the sheets. He was not going to admit it. Not loud. For now, there was still that barrier between the two men that Rose wanted to shoot down.
"Steve... You're making me horny."
"We have to sleep." Steve said before stopping his delicacy. Rose groaned frustrated that he left her like that. He chuckled at her grunt. "I'm still sleepy."
"I bet he's sleepy because he stared at you all the day. He's a romantic."
"We have to talk about sex, guys."
"The sex at three..."
"They called it threesome."
"I have never watched… I mean a porn one."
"No need to watch one. You will experience it soon, Honey." Bucky nibbled at her ear.
"Stop..." Rose has goose bumps while she began to blush. She turned her head on the mattress to hide her burning face. The idea of making love with two men seemed as frightening as it was attractive.
"Don't be shy, babydoll. We're old enough to slide them inside like butter."
"BUCKY! STOP! It's embarrassing." The two men sneered at her embarrassed cry.
"It's you who wanted to talk about this."
Rose blinked several times before turning her face slightly toward Bucky. "I wonder how it can be if we have sex... Together. To be honest, it scares me and excites me at the same time. If we don't talk about this, I'll be terrified when it's time to act. "
"PUNK?"
"I'm not sleeping. Let's talk."
"So let's talk then."
"First of all, I want you two to stop what you're doing." The two men frowned. Steve even straightened up so that his head was at the same height as Rose's. Rose blushed again at Steve's blue eyes and decided to lie on her back before continuing to speak. "Don't get me wrong. I like how you touch me, both of you in your own way. I love it so much. It makes me look strangely light, but... I feel that there is still something that's wrong. I need you two to change your approach."
"What do you want us to do?" Steve asked.
"I want you... To touch each other."
Steve raised an eyebrow, "You want us to touch each other?"
"Me and him?" Bucky was surprised.
"Not like that, except if you want to." Now it was Steve's two eyebrows that seemed to touch the root of his hair. To say that he was astonished at this suggestion was an euphemism. Bucky was still thinking about where she was going to go with that statement. "I mean when you touch me, your hands don't touch each other. When you touch me, I can feel that your hands are avoiding each other as if everyone had the right to touch the part that the other doesn't touch. Do you feel me? I'm not sure if I'm clear. "
"I see what you're talking about," Bucky said seriously.
"I want you to touch me... Everywhere I want to feel everything from you, everywhere! Even if you touch Steve's hands that are on me, it doesn't bother me. It doesn't bother me... I want you to touch all the part of my body, not just the one that Steve don't touch. It's not like my body is a claimed land or something."
"It's not that- okay, it has to do with man's stuff. You can not understand."
"Man stuff?"
"Respect the territory of the other. It's like instinct." Rose blew out of anger before getting up from the bed angrily.
"Buck!"
"You're a Skunk!"
"Hey, what did I say?" Rose went near her vanity to take an elastic and gather her hair to make a bun. The way she pulled her hair on her head showed she was not at all pleased. "Okay, stop torturing your beautiful hair and tell me what I said wrong."
"What you said wrong is that you take me as a territory, both of you do. My body is not a territory, I'm a human being for God Sake!" The words 'overreacting Rose, first stage' popped in the mind of the two soldiers. They hopped she will not reach the second stage. "I allow you to touch me because I want to. I feel everything you do to me in a way... More Intense. " She crossed her arms, "I am not a piece of land divided in two. My body is sensitive and I want - I need to feel that you touch me unreservedly as I let you touch me unreservedly." Rose growled. Tying a black bandanna on her head. Rose looked furious, yet the two men ogled her as if she was on a table and was dancing for them.
Bucky and Steve were silent the whole time because she was right and most of all because she was damn beautiful when she was in badass mode. Even with her yellow slippers in woven cloth, her pajamas that both men found ridiculously tiny and her black bandanna, she was damn exciting. Bucky saw her fitting well in the 1940s, walking around with wide curlers on her head, in the kitchen, preparing dinner for him and Luke. Bucky saw himself returning from the war and finding her with their little boy. She would have suited perfectly with the decade. He was sure that if he had met her in the 1940s, he would have made her his wife as fast as ants go after a piece of sugar.
Steve admired his wife running around in a rumble of anger as sudden as serious, yet very conscious that she was angry. Steve could not help but be glad to have married such a desirable woman and have wonderful children with her. It was something he despaired of having but now had fully. It was not easy every day, but he would not change anything of his life for anything in the world.
Rose snapped her fingers to attract the attention of the soldiers who looked at her dreamily. "Hey oh, I'm talking to you boys!"
"Sure." Bucky cleared his throat.
"I'm all yours, Rose."
"I will no longer allow you to touch me if you do not settle this man's stuff thing between you. No more slacking as long as you don't stop taking me like a fucking piece of land."
"But I didn't-"
"NO BOUNDARIES ON MY BODY."
"I think I'm madly in love with you." Steve sighed, "you make me so weak." Rose put her hands on her hips and gave him a wicked look. "I promise nothing, but I'll try."
"And you Bucky?" She asked him, glaring at him. Bucky smirked and licked his lips before straightening on his elbows.
"Babydoll, you know those kinds of things are not calculated. I can't promise anything," Rose crossed her arms, "BUT I can not do my best to touch your body without barriers." Rose stared at him. The smirk on his face did not make him really convincing, but he could not help himself to do anything but smirk at her. She was like a candy that he wanted to suck. "I'll do my best, that's all I can say for now." Rose uncrossed her arms, "c'mere, babydoll. C'mere, tiny woman." He motioned to her with one hand and she walked to the bed.
"I really want us to be comfortable together..." She said softly. Her actual soft voice contrasted with her excess of anger of just a few seconds.
"I know... C'mere." She creeped towards them and gave a slow kiss to Bucky. "Do you love me?"
"Of course, I do." She put some strands of hair behind his ears and gave him a quick kiss. "I love you, Bucky."
"And me? Do you love me?" Steve whispered. Rose stooped and kissed him tenderly too.
"Yes, Steven, I do love you. More than my heart can bear."
"How do you love me?" Bucky was also asking.
"More than there are stars in the sky." She smiled. "I'm in love with you two and... I can not help feeling good like this." She joined them under the duvet and the two soldiers hugged her with love. "I love you so much."
Her position always seemed to be lying in front of Steve with Bucky behind her. She felt good like that and none of them objected whenever she put herself like that. Maybe it was the position in which she was going to fall asleep for the rest of her life. This idea was nice considering the fact that Steve and Bucky had warm bodies and great protective arms.
The three were staying cuddling a little in a comfortable silence. Then an idea came into Bucky's head.
"Since I will be a part of this honeymoon, I should offer you a gift for the honeymoon. Steve was good to offer you a romantic trip to Wakanda even if I wanted to go to Hawaii... Nevermind. " Rose chuckled and stroked Bucky's metal hand on her baby bump, "I should offer you a honeymoon gift."
"Ooh... a honeymoon gift!? But I don't like surprises, Bucky."
"That's why I leave you to choose what you want me to offer you. Whatever you want. Whatever it cost. It will be yours." The Rose inhaled and she opened her eyes wide. She began to wriggle in Steve's arms to turn and face Bucky. Steve smiled and let her do it.
"Bucky..."
"Hey you," her eyes sparkled as if she had just seen Santa Claus.
"Whatever I want? Really?"
"Yeah."
"OH BUCKY!" She literally jumped on him by covering her with kiss, "OH MY GOD ! I want uhm OH MY GOD! oh, oh, I have so much things I want to buy, but I can not afford them. "
Steve frowned, "You can. You have my credit card."
Rose turned her head toward him, "I just can not spend your money like that."
"My money is your money. I've enough for you to buy whatever you want, Barbie."
"I can not just do that..."
"Rose, you're my wife."
"I know, but I want to wait to have money before buying something really expensive." She shrugged. "I hate talking about money."
She did not like that kind of conversation. She was always good at managing the money. She had to. Her father always found a way to restrict her money even when she needed it while Stevenson was still a newborn baby. She hated this kind of conversation because this kind of conversation made her think of her father. Steve knew it and did not want to insist.
"So what do you want to buy?"
"I want some expensive shoes, Jimmy Choo or something with a red soles and a high fashion dress! Oh and a new car like..." She mocked herself, "a Porsche or… No! No, I want the same car like Tony's or uhm I don't know. Oh yes, a new kitchen, bigger! OH MY GOD!" She tapped her feet on the mattress. She could already see herself in the dressing rooms of one of these department stores on Time Square and buy stuff without counting. Bucky laughed at her excitement. The woman had practically hundreds of thousands of dollars in her bank account, but did not use them. She was truly a woman who could suit America of 1940s.
"If you buy a dress, then you will have to wear it with a fine lingerie. The kind like the one you bought a few weeks ago from Victoria's Secret."
"Stalker!" She breathed, laughing loudly.
"That's how you love me, Honey."
"Goodnight, guys." Steve yawned.
"Punk."
"Jerk!" Steve closed his eyes.
"Steve?"
"Yes, Barbie."
"So, we are gonna have sex in our honeymoon. Just at this time?"
"Not before."
Rose bit her lower lip and looked at the ceiling. Bucky began to draw patterns on her arm's skin. His sweet touch didn't prevent her from being scared. "And if I can not handle it? I think I'll tremble like a leaf and not be able to move a muscle and be like a starfish." She pouted.
"A starfish? No way. Don't you know this mortal arm you have by moving your hips? When you do that I'mma shocking with my goddamn tongue."
"Okay. I'll try to forget what you just say... Pervert."
"I love you too, doll."
"Bucky! It's serious. I can not even visualize it. Are there any rules about... That? "
"Adults never play by the rules, newbie."
"Maybe I should ask to Steve if he-" Rose fell silent as she saw the smile on Steve's face who still had his eyes closed. She laughed a little and kissed him. "You're definitely not sleeping, and your smile is definitely pervy, Captain America. What are you thinking of?"
"Giving your pussy a good licking."
"Nasty." Bucky gasped.
"Oh, you should be ashamed, Captain America, for coveting a lady like me for such impure purposes." She teased and he laughed.
"I would never be ashamed of licking your pussy, Rose."
"Copy that, Captain!" She said with the grave voice of a soldier. The two men laughed at her. "When you do that to me, I'mma touch the Sky, Captain. Your tongue is like heaven's key."
"I'm glad you like that!" Steve blushed.
"I would like to see you more in the garters and under the sexy lace clothes that you hide in. I would like to see this tiny bit of string lace slide between the pretty cheeks of your fucking pretty butt that you have. " He pulled out his tongue and licked her neck sweat, "You taste good. No wonder Stevie likes your pussy's juice." She looked away, a little embarrassed suddenly. Bucky slipped an arm underneath her and another around her to completely encircle her and imprison her in his arms, "You're my doll! You're my babydoll. I swear I'm gonna fuck the life outta you everyday of my life, honey. " He pulled her away a bit from Steve, who was still sleepy. He moved fast and in an instant he stood between her legs and climbed on her with unfailing rapidity. She gasped in surprise when she saw that she was under him and that he was looking at her with his midnight blue eyes. She put her hands on his shoulders when he began to nibble at her neck. He moaned loudly as she moved her hips on his painfully hard cock.
"Bucky... Steve is sleepy." She said in a groaning voice.
"You know what I want to do right now?" He lifted the cloth of her pyjama off her breasts and began to lick her titties. "I would slip your panties to the side and enter my dick inside you. Slowly as you like and then hammer you by grabbing your sexy hot butt."
"Bucky... We-we-we must sleep. I cannot- I'm- Damn it!"
"I can not sleep right now."
"We have to, Bucky. We have to wait until the honeymoon. It will be worth it... I'm sure."
He lifted his head off her breasts and pouted, "you really want to sleep?"
"Yes... We have to."
"Alright, babydoll." He pulled himself out of her to get back into his position by her side. She looked at him with puppy eyes, feeling a little guilty for not being able to relieve him of his throbbing erection, but she did not want to have sex with him like that. Steve had to be part of it or at least allow it. A rather disconcerting concept either way. That her husband allows her to have sex with his best friend, but that was the purpose of this new relationship. No more lies or cheating. Nothing is hidden, everything is discovered. She wanted their ambiguous relationship to work even if she did not yet grasp the fundamentals. What she knew was that she was the center of their affection and did not want Steve to wake up by her moaning from her frolics with Bucky. She did not want to hurt Steve anymore. He's her husband after all, no matter how she loves Bucky.
"Are you mad at me?"
"No..."
"That's not sound true. You're mad at me."
He was chuckling, "I'm mad at this fucking tower in my boxer, but not you. A little concentration and it's going to pass." Rose stared him with her apologetic eyes and he chuckled again, "I said we're ok. Plus I can not wait to see you with this sexy lingerie anyway. It would be more interesting to see you wearing them and then undress you slowly to make you pass a wonderful night. And just to let you know, Stevie likes lingerie too, but he doesn't want to confess it. "
"He's lying." Steve yawned, Rose jumped up a little as she heard Steve's voice, "I prefer you naked."
"You did not sleep? I thought you were sleeping."
"No... I was listening to you two."
"Oh Uhm, we were about to sleep."
Steve smiled, "I know."
Bucky turns off the light from the bedside lamp on his side to plunge the room into the dark. Rose turned to Steve while Bucky snuggled behind Rose. She moved a bit before finding the perfect position between them. Their robust arms locked her under the duvet. Rose was kind of sensitive to cold like her mother, even with Spring's mild weather. So the heat that emanated from the two men did not bother her at all; on the contrary, she felt like in a cocoon. No place in the world will be safer than lying between Captain America and the Winter Soldier.
"Night, Steve," she gave him a kiss on the nose, "Night, Bucky."
"Night, babydoll."
"Sleep well, Rose."
Each one of them closed their eyes and let themselves be immersed in the peaceful and cozy moment.
"I wish that peaceful moment will last forever." She stifled a yawn.
"It will," Bucky replied.
"A peaceful life..." Steve whispered.
"Bucky?"
"Yup?"
"Can we sleep holding hands since I can't see you."
"Sure," he slipped his metal hand over her belly to find her right hand resting on her stomach and their elbowed fingers intertwined.
"Oh my- It's cold." She laughed. He gave a little squeeze to her hand before releasing the muscles of his arms. Rose felt his metal arm was heavier than normal, but she was not likely to complain.
"I'm the Winter soldier! Don't forget."
"I love you, Bucky."
"I love you too, my lovely doll."
"I love you, Steve."
"I love you, Wifey."