Hey, at long last I have returned with a new chapter! It's a fairly long one that I hope you'll enjoy. It does contain some graphic scenes, but all in good consent!

Karina001, Thanks, the job turned out quit fun! This chapter delves into their trip and relationship a bit more, but soon will come actions and twists and turns, I promise. Don't know how many more chapters I have left, that always kind of happens, but I doubt we'll get over 15.

LAWDgivemestrength, glad to hear it and here's a new chapter for you!

, I'm trying to tie this story into the MCU in a manner that makes it work with the universe. Stick around and find out how!

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They reached a small village near the border to Estonia late in the afternoon. Even with the frequent naps she had taken during the trip, Lianka felt pretty tired as they finally parked the car behind an abandoned warehouse, grabbing their gear out of it. Bucky took a moment to remove the license plate and stow it away, knowing he would have to ditch it in the woods someplace far from there. Steve was looking at him quizzically, so the soldier explained.

"All the serial numbers on this old thing have been filed down… without a license plate, it'll take them ages to even begin figuring out where this car came from."

"Your ex-Hydra buddy knew what he was doing…" Lianka sighed, looking around glumly. "Unlike us, it seems. Don't see how we're going to find functioning snowmobiles in this svalka…"

Bucky seemed pensive for a moment. "I thought it through, and maybe… just maybe it might be smarter for us to avoid borrowing anything from here. We'd be too easy to identify and track… I mean… One mysteriously impossible to ID car and three missing snowmobiles? The KGB would have a field day."

"You're suggesting we walk." Steve said bluntly, glancing at Lianka.

The girl noticed and her brow immediately furrowed into a scowl. "I can handle myself."

"You're sure? It's going to be several days of very shitty hiking through knee-high snow…"

She interrupted Captain America with a literal growl, which was muffled heavily by the thick scarf she wore. "I'm an agent, same as you. I've also had my share of enhancing serum. I'll manage."

"I was thinking more of your leg, but…"

"I'll manage." With that, she unwillingly dug out her flagon of pills from the inner pockets of her jackets, swallowing one dryly as she grumbled. The fact that she was still taking those painkillers of hers worried both Steve and Bucky, who exchanged a glance… silently, they instantly agreed about two things: fighting with the obstinate girl would lead nowhere and, if push came to shove, they considered themselves capable of carrying her out of that trip.

"So be it." Bucky sighed. "Follow in our tracks, it'll be easier. If you feel tired before we do, let us know. We'll stop."

She nodded grimly, strapped her pack, which contained food, clothes and a sleeping bag, and marched off down a snowed-in road after the soldiers. Bucky took the front, using a map and a compass to guide them around the tiny village and into the looming, howling wilderness of the Russian tundra.

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The wind stung fiercely and they marched with their heads down, trying to cover themselves from the snow and ice that hit them like angry hail. Lianka said not a word of complaint for over two hours of grueling hiking, relentlessly placing one foot in front of the other, her mind blank as to avoid despairing in her condition. Steve kept glancing back at her and while he was initially surprised by her endurance as she followed them without complaint, he could not help but notice she was slowly falling back as time went by. He himself felt mostly in good shape, as much as was possible after the fight and flight they'd

had over the last few days, anyways. He knew Bucky probably shared his condition and he felt the two of them could go on as long as was necessary.

But under no circumstance would they leave the girl behind. It was more than duty or responsibility at this point… he knew they both shared some sort of connection with her. It was like a friendship, but a little more than that, too… it was hard to define what their relationship was, or even how he felt about it, but he knew that he would not abandon her under any circumstance and neither would his friend.

So when he saw she was falling behind, he nudged Bucky and they slowed their pace.

About a kilometer ahead of them began a thick, pine forest. They had to reach it to find cover from the wind but, more importantly, to hide out from potential agents on their tail. Once there, they would be safe to rest as the howling wind erased their footsteps moments after they had passed. He thought of offering Lianka to carry her, but as he glanced back and met her ferocious, furious gaze like shimmering ice, barely visible beneath her fur hat, he thought twice about it… she had her pride, too. He doubted she'd accept help.

They marched on. They had traded their darker, Wakandan clothes for a light grey sort, which better allowed them to blend in with their surroundings. In the angry hail they traversed, they were almost impossible to see. It took another solid hour to reach the forest, all the while fighting a numbing wind and Bucky found himself wondering, more than once, if he hadn't made a wrong choice by making them walk instead of ride to Estonia. He and Steve dragged their feet a bit as to carve a better path for Lianka, who was holding strong behind them, relentlessly advancing even as the weather threatened to push her back to Russia.

Reaching the cover of those pine trees came as a blessing. Bucky immediately turned to Steve and both men grabbed Lianka as she stumbled in amidst the pines, fighting to get her scarf away from her mouth and drawing deep, exhausted breaths.

"Svyatoye der'mo…" She gasped and almost collapsed to her knees. Both soldiers conceded and crouched down near her, letting her take her breath. "Rodina does not want to let me leave…"

Bucky chuckled darkly and all three took a moment to look about them. The pines were short, as this was the tundra, but they grew tightly together and offered abundant protection from the storm that raged beyond. The trees shivered and swayed angrily in the wind, but there was much less snow on the ground here and the gale could not seem to sneak in amidst them.

"Let's move just a bit deeper and make camp for the night." Bucky offered gently.

Lianka looked like she was about to oppose him, not wanting to slow them down, but by the looks both men sent her, she sat silent with a huff, knowing she would not change their minds.

So they crept a bit further, pushing aside scratchy branches that grasped at them like greedy hands, and settled down in the crook of a few trees that had lost their lower branches and offered a steady canopy overhead that would protect them from snow and sleet. Lianka set about spreading out one tarp on the ground to lay their sleeping bags on while Steve fixed the other one over their heads to offer protection. Bucky, the self-appointed cook, melted snow in a small pot to refill their water supply and then proceeded to boil up three dehydrated meal bags, upon which they chowed down eagerly. They'd eaten well these last three days, but they all knew that what was about to come would be hard and they

would need every calorie… Lianka even more than both men. With that done, they conferred in low voices about their next course of action, pouring over the map Bucky had brought from his ex-Hydra ally. They'd covered very little ground today, but the forest that they had reached spanned all the way into Estonia and they expected they would travel much faster these next few days, under the cover of pines and out of the dangerous weather. At some point, they would pass the border, which would theoretically be a cleanly cut line through the forest which was, again theoretically, patrolled by border agents on a regular basis. It would probably be the only time they would actually have to take care of their actions, as they might get caught there.

After their meeting, the bundled down into their sleeping bags for the night, Lianka in between both men. She had to admit there was a certain advantage to being flanked by the two super soldiers: out in this cold, they emitted a very respectable amount of heat that managed to keep her warm, even through the coldest hours of the Siberian night, during which she had initially doubted they would be able to sleep. Atop that, sometime during the night Bucky freed his metal arm, which was not subject to the harshness of the climate, and managed to snake it around her form, pulling her closer to him. Behind her, Steve had cuddled so closely to her that she could feel him pressing against the entire length of her body.

It brought her a sense of safety she had never thought she'd feel again and, irrevocably, a terrible, complex sadness.

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As expected, the next day went much better. After a quick breakfast and cup of instant coffee, they packed up and set out again. The only issue they had throughout their trip was having to zigzag amidst the pines to find their way where there were less trees, but Bucky kept them going in the right direction, checking his compass every few minutes. They lunched around noon and set out again, no one speaking much, as they knew they had keep their strength and focus about them if they wanted to pull through this trip.

Nonetheless, a curious thing happened come evening. Without really consulting one another, they somehow agreed to zip their bags together as to form one, bigger bag that the three of them could fit into. Steve found himself questioning just how this decision had come to be and if he could justify it simply by telling himself they were agreeing to share warmth in the freezing night… as they slipped into the bags fully clothed, he knew Lianka had spooned up to Bucky, who had wrapped his metal arm around her, curling his human one beneath his head for comfort. Before he could so much as hesitate, the girl's strong, scarred hands found his arms and gently seized him behind the triceps, inviting him closer by pulling him to her. Steve did not hesitate, pressing himself to the young woman until her legs entwined his and her face pressed to his chest.

He could not see Bucky's face, but knew very well that his best friend was probably smirking that wolfish smirk of his, knowing how his face had suddenly gotten red and flushed, even in this biting cold.

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Morning found them in an odd state of mind. Their relationship had changed overnight, there was no denying that, and there was a growing tension in their ranks… Steve found it was not the sort of tension that led to conflict, but rather the sort of tension that could explode into something very intense given

the slightest spark. He did not think he'd ever lived anything quite as peculiar, save for the time he was running from Shield/Hydra with Nat and their relationship was threatening to go over the friendship border… until he had made it clear he did not want it to head that way, and that threatening, hungry sensation had died away unseeingly.

On this second day, they spoke even less and were a tenfold more focused upon their task: getting to Estonia unseen. It was as though there lay another goal over there, in the distant, unforeseeable future, one that was beyond simply escaping the country to survive… whatever had bloomed between the three of them would be resolved once they could take a moment to breathe in Estonia…

Neither of them said it, but they all thought the same things: they were eager to resolve this tension.

That day, late in the afternoon, they reached the border.

There was indeed a cleanly cut out line along the border amidst the small pines, about a dozen meters across and stretching far left and right, a ways beyond their sight. Upon the ground, in the freshly buffeted snow, were some clearly outlined snowmobile tracks; they could not be more than a few hours old. The trio retreated into the safety of the woods to confer.

"Passing through will leave tracks. They'll probably see them the second they make their rounds." Bucky whispered, pensive.

"Not if they're not looking for them…" Lianka proposed softly.

"A risk we can't afford."

"How about we wait for the next round to pass and cross immediately after? It would give us time to get further ahead and might allow nature to erase our steps." Steve shrugged and Bucky shook his head slowly.

"We have no way of knowing how often they patrol this area and even if we let one patrol pass, nothing says the other country's men won't come through soon after…"

Lianka snapped her fingers, which made little sound due to the thick gloves she wore. "A deer trail!" She exclaimed. When both men looked at her with confusion, she smiled into her scarf. "Reindeer pass through these forests all the time. I saw tracks a bunch of times over the last two days… they must pass through this section as well and probably use a single track. If we can find one, there might be enough traffic to kind of hide our own…"

"Good thinking, doll." Bucky smiled warmly and she grinned at him. They picked up their stuff and set out, deciding to head one kilometer north and, if they found nothing, double back and try the south route. They dared not stray too far from their path: food supplies were dwindling and they were aiming for a calm Estonian village they figured they might find transport in.

Luck was on their side, it seemed: just as they were nearing the one kilometer mark, Lianka, her blue eyes sharp as ever, spotted a set of reindeer tracks headed for the cleanly cut line between borders. Those single tracks were joined by more and when they emerged into the open sky, a thick trail of several dozen reindeer could be clearly spotted on the ground, deep and true.

Checking both sides for approaching snowmobiles, Lianka went first. Steve followed, carefully stepping into the small tracks she made and Bucky closed the march, glad to see that their careful steps were barely visible amidst those made by the big beasts.

And just like that, they were in Estonia. The trio set out anew, walking swiftly through the trees, their goal just within reach.

Through the forest and the wilderness, they followed Bucky without question. He guided them skilfully, sometimes stopping briefly to check his map and compass in the howling cold, taking a moment to position them before they set off again, making a beeline for one of the small villages that bordered Russia. When they stopped, even momentarily, Lianka always gravitated towards Steve, letting the Winter soldier do his thing, while she sought warmth and shelter from the wind against the Captain's strong chest. It had slightly startled him at first, as it had to sleep next to her in their joined sleeping bags, but Steve found he quickly grew accustomed to the girl and her proximity and even came to reach out for her when they paused.

She was hiding it well, but he could tell she was in pain and exhausted. She had trekked without word farther than he ever could have thought possible, but he could see that she did not have their stamina, in the end: every once in a while, she would reach out for her trusted flagon of pain pills and swallow one without flinching. At times, he thought she felt a bit warm to the touch… he hoped she wasn't coming down with a cold. In these conditions, it might mean her death…

When they finally reached a road, after days spent crossing the border, it happened so suddenly that all three of them stopped dead in a sort of stupor, staring incoherently at the twisting pavement, which appeared to have been cleared of snow rather recently.

Lianka seemed to sway on her feet and Bucky seized her by the arm without even glancing at her, helping her down from the snowy hill upon which they stood while Steve followed carefully behind.

The wind and cold were barely any less forgiving here, but at least they no longer had to fight through knee-high snow in order to advance. All three bowed their heads to the harsh elements and pushed on wordlessly, so very close to their goal.

The village they had been aiming for appeared from the snowdrifts with as much surprise as the road. Suddenly, they glanced up and could discern the first few houses that foretold of civilisation. This time, they did not stop, only huffed in unison and pushed forward without word, both men glancing at their female partner, who seemed to be walking with renewed vigor.

There was a tiny motel in the town, right next to a sort of convenience store that also doubled as a hardware store and pharmacy. They stumbled in through the door, letting the bell above it chime happily and were greeted by such warmth, emanating from a nearby fireplace, that Steve heard himself audibly sigh, instantly invigorated by the crackling flames.

Behind a small wooden counter, an elderly gentleman sat up and greeted them with a curious smile in a dialect that Steve realised sounded absolutely nothing like the Russian they'd been surrounded with these last few days… he gaped at the men and realised that Bucky had come up short as well, his face crumpling into a frown as he tried to figure out how to answer this man that he obviously did not understand.

Lianka pulled off her thick hat and gloves, laying them upon the counter as she greeted the man in an utmost friendly tone, a warm smile spitting her face, speaking the same language as he.

The man's face had begun to form into doubt as he stared at the two huge soldiers, but rapidly returned to polite kindness when he spoke gladly with Lianka, nodding and listening to whatever it was she was telling him.

Bucky found that he could now understand how Steve had felt in Russia. Standing here with a placid face he hoped did not seem hostile, he felt utterly useless as Lianka cheerily saved them with her flawless Estonian and the man before her seemed absolutely enubilated with her friendly persona as she obviously booked them a room and payed the few Euros the man asked for.

He handed her a key, gave her direction and just like that, they were out of his hair. Steve nodded politely and Bucky chanced a smile, neither of which seemed to put the man at easy anywhere near as much as Lianka just had.

She led them back out into the cold, where they caught up to her.

"What just happened?" Steve asked.

"I saved the both of you, that's what just happened. What? Did you think we could go around parading through Eastern Europe and the North while speaking Russian and English like a bunch of escaped tourists? Draws too much attention…"

Bucky was grinning, impressed. "You speak Estonian…"

"That, and many more, krasivyy. You just never bothered to ask."

Steve did nothing to hide his astonishment. "But… what did you tell him?"

She rolled her eyes a bit and oddly, blushed, as they reached the door to the room they'd been given. "That our car broke down a few kilometers out of town and we needed a place to stay while it got fixed. And… that you were my brothers… I sort of panicked, there."

Bucky chuckled and pushed open the door to the room as she unlocked it. All three of them stepped inside and were greeted by a clean and comfortable little room with two beds. The place was nice and warm without being stifling and a faint aroma of lavender seemed to waft through the air.

"Thank you, Lia… you really…" Steve began, but his words seemed to die away as he watched her rapidly unbutton her coat, which she threw aside, before slipping from the warm pants she wore. Her boots came off next, thrown aside carelessly and she turned to both men while removing her remaining upper layers without a hint of embarrassment. Next to Steve, Bucky was slowly doing the same, a strange sort of look illuminating his sharp eyes as they fixed upon the girl and did not seem to want to move away.

Steve crossed her gaze and… he considered leaving them be, just the two of them, for a split moment, but then she crossed the gap between them in two graceful steps and suddenly her hands were working at the buttons of his coat, while the soft light danced in shadows upon her bare torso. She still wore her pants and socks and he found that it was almost more intimidating to see her half-naked like this than without anything on. His coat came off and she was quick to work on the layers of shirts he wore underneath.

Steve glanced at Bucky with an unsure gaze, but his friend was looking away pointedly while slowly removing his remaining clothes, a very coy sort of smirk playing with his features as he tried to hide how amused he was by Steve's slight panic.

The blonde glanced down at the lovely girl that was now down to unbuckling his pants and knew it was a matter of seconds before she confirmed just how aroused he truly was.

"Did you… two plan th-…" His words caught in his throat and were replaced by a deep groan as she slipped her small hand into his pants and rubbed those unforgiving fingers over his growing erection. Steve tried to protest, he really did, but suddenly Lianka was on her tiptoes in from of him, her other hand catching his blond hair behind his head as she forced him down towards her lips. Their kiss started off soft and a tad unsure on his part, but rapidly morphed into something hungry and passionate. His hands rose, almost automatically, and found her bare breasts, which he seized and gently caressed, drawing a soft sigh from her mouth as it pressed harder into his.

Bucky appeared behind her and his hands found the nape of her neck, squeezing her just tightly enough that it drew a long shiver of pleasure across her entire being. His metal hand was cold, and the temperature variation only served to entice her more as his fingers caressed her down her back, dexterously reaching her pants to work them loose. He himself wore nothing more than his briefs, which in no way managed to hide his hard, throbbing member.

"We might have spoken about it, yes…" Bucky admitted softly as he went down to his knees behind the girl, pulling her pants down as he went. Lianka obediently stepped out of them and he threw the pants aside, his mouth finding the soft skin of her bare behind, alternating between kisses and sharp nips over her skin that drew a tiny moan from within her throat. She pulled away from her kiss with Steve and pressed her lips together in an adorably guilty look that broke through whatever was left of his resolve. It did not help that her hands had freed his hard cock from his briefs and that she was working up and down his length with a sure, steady pressure that kept him put and wanting for more of her touch.

Bucky seized her roughly by the hips and spun her around so that she was pressing her back against Steve. It forced her to let go of his throbbing erection, which drew and almost animal growl from his lips, but his cock was now tightly pressed against her lower back and ass, where every motion of her hips rubbed him dangerously and drew an altogether different groan from him. Steve felt an almost animal instinct take over: his mind went blank as to any coherent thoughts… all he wanted was to pleasure her, to have her pretty mouth around his cock, to watch his best friend fuck this girl that had seeped into his life not a week ago… he did not try to understand it. He simply wrapped his arms around her and found her perky breasts, cupping them and squeezing her nipples until she hissed and bucked against him, grinding against his erection.

Meanwhile, Bucky swung one of her legs over his shoulder, still crouching before her. Steve heard her gasp a stream of unintelligible things in what he assumed was Russian as his friend's mouth found her wet cunt and began lapping at it hungrily, nipping at her swollen clit and sucking at it as she pressed her body harder into Steve, moaning loudly, unable to control herself. One of her hands dove down into Bucky's dark locks, entwining in them to keep him in place and the other rose up and to Steve's hair, which she grasped a though it might help keep her steady. She was grinding hard against him, her hips swaying into the pleasure she felt as he drew a line of soft bites down her neck and to her shoulder, all the while playing with her breasts.

It took only moments for her to reach her peak and she bucked hard against Steve, Bucky's metal hand squeezing roughly into the soft skin of her thighs. Lianka threw her head back and Steve instinctively raised a hand to cover her mouth as she bit back a scream of pleasure that he assumed would have been heard all the way to the street. No better way to blow their cover…

Waves of pleasure wrecked though her in long shivers until finally he felt her relax a bit in his grip… Bucky gently lowered her leg back down and steadied her by the hips as she swayed, looking up at her with that coy little grin, his unkempt beard slick with her desire. Steve wrapped his arms around her securely until she found her breath again, his fingers caressing her warm, soft skin as he kissed her neck, her shoulders, her hair… Lianka was whispering in Russian, her eyes closed as she recovered from an orgasm that was days overdue.

Bucky rose and her eyes flickered open, hungry lust shining within them, nonetheless. He caressed her face and glanced at Steve, who could do no better to hide the dangerous arousal he felt, his hands still exploring the girl as though he was touching her for the first time.

"Our turn…" The Winter soldier said softly, pulling Lianka gently away from Steve, who let her go very unwillingly. "Steve, stop pouting and just lay down on the bed. Trust me."

The blond man rolled his eyes in mock annoyance but did as he was told. Truthfully, he'd never been in a situation even remotely resembling a threesome… he assumed that Bucky had had his share of these and could do no better than to trust his friend. Especially since he'd apparently sort of planned this out with Lianka… a subject he would have to broach with them at some point, seeing as he was pretty much herded into this situation… not that he minded, but still…

Lianka was steady on her feet anew. Steve finished removing his pants and laid down on the edge of one of the two beds, propping himself up on his elbows in order to keep watching her as she came closer. He noted the lustful shine to her eyes, the delicate sway of her hips as she came towards him… the wound she'd received from Liev had healed, leaving behind nothing but a white scar that marred her otherwise flawless skin. She walked up to the bed and crawled onto it, until she was directly above him, her blond locks falling around her lovely, flushed face. Lianka dipped down and met his mouth with renewed passion and he returned the kiss without thought, both of his hands flying up to tangle in her hair. One of her hands snuck down to his member and he groaned longingly as she seized him and began pumping her fist up and down slowly.

Behind her, the mattress dipped as Bucky climbed up to join the pair, his own briefs gone, one hand around his hard cock as his metal one found the girl's hips, caressing harshly and digging into her skin hungrily. She moaned lightly and broke away from her kiss with Steve, her hips automatically bucking towards the man behind her as she yearned to be touched, to be filled…

"Lia…" Bucky whispered, his voice hoarse from trying to keep a lid of his desire. "You're sure you want to…"

She pushed away from Steve, her knees of either side of his hips and rose until she pressed her ass against Bucky's cock, her hands reaching for his face as she pulled him into a long, wild kiss over her shoulder. She could taste herself on his lips and that along caused her to moan against his mouth as she guided his hand towards her wet sex, urging him to touch her…

"Da, krasivyy… just go slow." Her voice was as hoarse as his and she went back to Steve, who could not help but feel like he'd been thoroughly left out of whatever conversation they'd had about this chain of events… but then her mouth found his against and her agile hand resumed working on his painfully hard cock and forgot that he minded…

Behind her, Bucky slipped one finger into her soaking cunt, then two, pumping in and out of her gently, drawing a long, howling moan from her as her hips immediately started following. With an impressive amount of wetness on his fingers, he withdrew them from her, which earned him a very disappointed groan. At this point, Steve seemed to have finally caught on onto what was about to happen, because his own hand went down to replace Bucky's causing a fresh wave of pleasure to course through her body as his rough fingers found her yearning clit.

Bucky gently slipped one finger into her ass and the ensuing, deep moan of pleasure that it drew from her had him gritting his teeth… just the sound she was making was enough to send a painfully pleasurable wave through his core, which in turn threatened to have him completely lose control. Instead, he took his time, metal hand digging into the tender skin of her hips as his human fingers slowly worked her ass, preparing her for what would come next… they'd very briefly broached on the subject of a threesome during their recent travel; Bucky had needed to know if this was something she wanted, if she was willing… by the warm flush of her cheeks as she'd answered, he'd understood it was practically something she'd been hoping for.

"You ready, doll?" He whispered as her hips kept rising to meet his motions and the moans escaping her mouth were slowly mounting in urgency.

"Da, soldat…" Steve's hand was playing with her in all the right places and she was almost on the edge of another orgasm… Bucky grabbed his throbbing cock, running his thumb over the head with a hiss to spread the precum over it and help ease him into her ass.

He went gently, careful to make slow motions as not to hurt her. She let out a slightly pained moan, but Steve pulled her in for a rough, demanding kiss and slipped two fingers into her soaking sex to distract her from the discomfort. It worked, because her hips bucked anew as she groaned with pleasure… it was all Bucky could do to stay focused and remain in control of himself, as he slowly inched his way into her tight ass, every single one of her motions ripping a lustful growl from his lips.

When he was full sheathed inside her, she let out a longing, hungry moan and broke away from her kiss with Steve, her hand still tight around his erection. She stared into his blue eyes, wide and lustful and spoke almost pleadingly. "Spacibo…" Her voice was a begging moan and he needed no more to convince him to give her what she wanted.

He let her guide his cock to her opening and followed her motions slowly, letting her take the lead. He slipped into her with ease, her sex soaking wet and felt the thrumming tightness of her cunt, which was nearly too much too bear. With the two super soldiers within her, Lianka let out a shaky breath, trapped in a nearly perpetual wave of pleasure and an enticing feeling of fullness. She hadn't done this in a long time… she'd almost forgotten how much she loved the feeling.

Bucky was the one to start moving, slowly at first, but with an increasing pace. He seized her by the hips, his metal hand almost harsh enough to leave a bruise, and all Steve had to do was follow the motions, his own hands jumping up to cup her breasts with a roughness he had not used before. Lianka moaned wolfishly, biting down on her lips as her pleasure grew rapidly… her nails were digging claw marks into Steve's chest, but he did not care, his eyes riveted on the ferally aroused woman as she rode him and his friend with demanding motions.

Lianka threw back her head, mouth open as she swore and this time it was Bucky who covered her scream of pleasure as she came from their double penetration, eyes rolling back into her skull… her whole body shook from the force of her orgasm as she kept swaying her hips in a slightly more chaotic manner, trying to keep their pace. Steve did not think he would last much longer than she did, and as her orgasm continued violently and he felt her cunt squeeze around him, he groaned loudly as his own limit was reached… he came into her with a long growl, with a pleasure so intense he had not thought it possible.

Bucky was the last, just seconds later, and his hand slipped from her mouth and to her neck as he came within her with a long, hungry groan. Lianka pushed against him, another wave of sheer pleasure wracking her exhausted body… she called out his name and Steve's name and a whole plethora of Russian swears as, at long last, she rode out her final orgasm wildly.

There was an aura of utter shock about them as they slowed to a stop, panting. They disentangled slowly, gently, and laid down, all three of them, in the small motel bed, never saying a word. Lianka barely had the time to sigh that her eyes were shut, and she was asleep, completely spent.

Bucky swung his human arm over her bare stomach as he laid beside her and Steve swung his arm over her chest as he took the same position on her other side. Both men glanced at each other and seemed to share an identical, vapid grin upon their faces, which was accompanied by a harmless shrug that spoke volumes… they drifted off to sleep just as quickly as she had.

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I had to include that damned threesome, it was trotting around my head too much. Hopefully it won't feel too out of character and I properly built up the relationship for it. Let me know what you guys think!