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Bucky's heart was flying as he took in the two things his heart had been aching for.

Steve was stretched out on his bed, just like back in the Howling Commando days. His big, beautiful frame still in his Captain America uniform, his beautiful blue eyes watching Bucky with so much hope it made him want to cry.

His Stevie. Bucky was so fucking grateful that some things never changed.

"You want to see him, doll?" Bucky asked, loving the way her big gray eyes widened at the offer. "You want to see how gorgeous my little punk is?"

Steve's eyes squeezed shut. Yes, Stevie, I can guess how many decades it's been since I last called you that and I'm going take you apart just like I did back then too.

Chris nodded. Bucky knew she wouldn't let him down. He could almost bet that she'd never played like this before, but oh, he could feel her interest. And he now knew that she could read their emotions. Being an empath would be so useful for this. He would go slow with Chris to start, especially considering how they started out with vanilla sex and lots of television. At least he knew how to entice her, to drive her crazy with want.

"You going to be good for us, Stevie?" Bucky asked meaningfully. "You gonna let me show her how beautiful you are?"

Color darkened Steve's face, but he nodded, looking from one to the other in faux concern.

Okay, his Stevie wasn't the best actor.

Bucky wasn't worried about Steve with Chris at all. Steve would worship her, fuck her so gently. Chris was small for a woman, smaller than Peggy had been. Bucky couldn't wait for Steve to experience the exquisite feel of being inside of her, the taste of her. He knew his Stevie's tastes. There were things they both enjoyed from women and Chris ticked off every point on both lists.

Bucky began to roughly pull the suit off, motioning for Chris to help him. The pretty little blush on her face as she pulled one arm free, had him chuckling. They were going to have so much fun with Stevie tonight. Bucky would make him suffer just a little. Steve had almost messed up everything with Chris. He'd get the story later but whatever Steve had done next? Well, he was far from complaining since this was the end result.

Steve had been just as afraid and dramatic when he'd rescued Bucky in Azzano and had no idea how to tell him he was in love with Peggy Carter and her lover. He'd damned near fucked that up too but Peggy, beautiful, strong Peggy, had stalked Bucky until the two of them had talked and worked everything out, deciding what they could all three agree on.

Those days before he fell from the train had been some of the best days of his life and he knew Steve felt the same way. He'd always told Steve he'd be willing to share him with the right woman, and Peggy had certainly been that. They were among some of the first memories that had come back to him once he'd broken free of HYDRA's control.

Moving over to his dresser, he pulled out one of the lower drawers, pulling out a set of enhanced handcuffs he'd lifted on a mission they'd been on to Israel. Sure, he'd had hopes of what he might have the chance to do with them. He hoped one day Steve would come around, be his again.

And here it was. They'd freed his upper body before Bucky grabbed the rest at this waist and pulled hard. Chris scrambled to pull off his boots while Bucky stripped Steve bare.

Bucky allowed Chris to get a good look, not surprised at her lengthy stare. Steve was a masterpiece, all that fair skin littered with old scars, most of which Bucky could explain the origins of. All of him powerful, sculpted. The serum had enhanced every bit of him, including that magnificent cock that currently held Chris's attention was already almost at full mast.

Grabbing Steve roughly by the arm, he hauled him up the bed, clamping one side of the cuffs around his wrist none too gently before threading his other arm through the bars and fastening the other cuff to secure his other wrist. Bucky had situated him on one side of the huge bed, leaving plenty of room next to him.

Steve looked up at him, helplessly, it was… delicious. In truth, Steve might just be able to get out of the enhanced cuffs, but he knew better than to try. Bucky flashed him a warning gaze.

Bucky leaned over Steve on the bed, just as he had Chris earlier. "How did you want me to punish you, Stevie?" he whispered against Steve's lips.

Steve stretched up, trying to kiss Bucky. Bucky pulled back.

"Anything," Steve muttered, fully erect now. "Whatever you want to do. I can take it."

Bucky's grin widened. "I know you can. I'm counting on it."

Bucky rose and began to pull off his own uniform, stripping first to his waist.

"Chris," Bucky whispered, "Come here, beautiful."

Bucky waited at the foot of the bed for Chris to walk over to him, just at arm's length.

"You ever done anything like this before?" Bucky asked her, pretty sure of the answer already.

Chris shook her head, her pale blonde tresses framing her face.

"Do you want to play?" he had to ask. "With us? Do you consent?"

Chris looked nervous as she glanced at Steve and back to him. "Yes, I do."

"Sure?" Bucky watched her expression carefully. "You consent to both of us? If you don't want Steve to touch you, and it's not looking like he'll be allowed anytime soon anyway, that's just fine."

Steve's eyes were dark with lust as he waited for her reaction. Bucky wondered if Steve realized his mouth was hanging open.

Bucky stepped closer, taking her shaking hands in his. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to do, doll. I promise."

Taking a deep calming breath, she glanced up into his eyes. "I consent to… both of you."

Bucky was hoping for that, smiling over to where Steve watched. His cock twitched as Bucky watched.

"Did you hear that, Stevie? She consents to both of us. But you can't touch her unless I say. You got that?"

Steve nodded emphatically. "Yes, Sarge."

Bucky gently cupped her face in his flesh hand, enjoying the way she slightly trembled under his touch. Gently he lowered his head to claim her mouth in a soft, romantic kiss, just teasing her. As he deepened the kiss, he reached for the buckles on the Kevlar vest she wore, moving quickly to remove it from her slight frame.

Chris smoothed her hands over his bare chest and he hummed in contentment. He had missed her touch, her taste. He let his eyes slide closed as he just took a moment to savor the fact that she was touching him once again, something he had begun to doubt would happen again.

Chris allowed him to pull off the tactical jacket, shirt, leaving her in a lacy, purple bra that encased those beautiful breasts of hers to their advantage.

Wanting Steve to get a better look, Bucky scooped her up in his arms, carrying her over to the bed and setting her down right next to Steve. He situated her so she was facing the headboard and him.

"Isn't she beautiful, Steve?" Bucky whispered as he trailed a metal finger from her shoulder down to her arm, smiling at the gooseflesh he raised. Then he trailed it back up and down her chest, hooking that metal index finger in the cup of her bra, pulling it down enough to show a hard, pink nipple.

Steve's eyes followed the motion carefully, he licked his lips.

"Answer," Bucky said firmly.

"Yes," Steve answered. "She's so beautiful."

"That she is," Bucky told him, reaching around slowly, so slowly she could stop him if she wished, to unfasten her bra. When she didn't move to stop him, his flesh hand pulled it away from her to reveal two perfect, white breasts with the smallest pink centers, both diamond hard.

Bucky scooped her up, pulling her over to straddle his lap and putting those delicious breasts just where he wanted them. But he didn't go for them first. No, he wanted to warm her up, to make his Stevie drool. Bucky kissed her mouth again, so slow and sweet, drawing the sweetest moan from her. Knowing how sensitive she was behind her ears, down the long column of her neck, Bucky devastated her with soft lips, soft touches of his tongue.

By the time he reached her breasts, her hands were buried in her hair, holding on to him way more tightly than he was to her. Even better while his tongue teased and laved those tiny little nipples of hers, she was grinding down on him, moaning more wantonly now.

Next to them, Steve's breath was coming fast. Bucky saw him glance up at one of his wrists.

"Don't even think about it, Stevie," Bucky warned before sucking one eager pink peak into his mouth and moaning around it, prompting a cry from her this time. It was music to his ears.

The second moan, not hers, pleased him just as much.

Easing her off his lap, Bucky worked at pulling off her combat boots, her pants. Bucky smiled at the matching panties she wore, smirking as he hooked his thumbs in the sides and pulled them down. Bucky watched her blush furiously as he brought them up to his face, inhaling deeply.

"Mmmm." Bucky let her pull her legs together as she watched, trying to hide from him. Reaching over, he pressed the lacy garment to Steve's face. "Doesn't she smell good, Stevie?"

Steve was writhing now, he moaned breathing in. "Yes. God, yes."

"She tastes even better," Bucky told him, leaving her panties by Steve's head. "What do you say, Chris? Can I have a taste?"

When she didn't answer right away, Bucky again lifted her, this time placing her over Steve. He arranged Chris on her stomach, directly on top of Steve. He placed her palms flat on the impressive expanse of Steve's chest. Her abdomen pressed against the hard rod of his cock.

Steve's eyes smoldered as he watched Bucky climb between his legs, pulling her legs apart. Her positioning made it so easy for him to pull her cheeks apart and start teasing her with his mouth. He started by tracing around her entrance with his tongue before sliding it down to tease her pearl. Over and over he repeated the pattern to wind her up, loving how vocal she was when he did this. Knowing Steve was watching her face as he took her apart. Knowing she was squirming heavily against a very painful looking erection.

"Bucky," Chris pleaded when he slid a finger inside her, seeking her g-spot and finding it quickly.

"There beautiful?"

"Ahhhh," Chris cried out, while he worked her with his mouth and fingers.

"Is she ready to come, Steve?" Bucky paused only long enough to ask.

"Sh-she's close," Steve muttered. "She's so close."

"Does she feel good against you, Stevie?" Bucky continued.

"So, so good," he whispered.

"Don't you dare come," Bucky told him. "You understand?"

"Y-yes, Sarge," Steve replied.

"Good, now watch while I make her come," Bucky told him, doubling his efforts between the thighs of their girl. "Chris, baby, I want you to come. Right here on my tongue. Let go, beautiful. Give it to me."

Bucky wrapped his arms around her hips, holding her tightly to his mouth and began to devastate her with it. It didn't take long, within seconds while she fought uselessly in his clutches, Chris cried out as her orgasm took her over. It was all made even better knowing Steve was watching pleasure overwhelm her.

Chris collapsed on top of Steve who was nudging up against her, seeking friction.

"Ah-ah, Stevie," Bucky warned, lifting Chris off him entirely with ease, pulling her to curl up into his own lap. He gently stroked a hand down her back. "How are you feeling, doll?"

"I-I just need a minute," she whispered, leaning against the warmth of his chest.

Bucky made sure he was close enough to Steve, to lean over him and claim his mouth with a scorching kiss. It was all the worse because he was feeding Steve a taste of Chris. Steve's moan at that taste was a deep rumble in his chest.

"Do you like how she tastes, Stevie?" Bucky asked politely.

"God, Buck, please," Steve begged.

"Please what?" Bucky teased. "You wanted me to punish you. Is this not… good?"

"Please… I need…"

Bucky ignored him.

"What would you like next?" Bucky asked Chris, pressing a kiss into her hair.

"Me?" Chris asked, looking from Steve who was taking his punishment beautifully but starting to lose control, to Bucky who was ready to make good on his offer.

"Yes, you. Anything you want," Bucky whispered in her ear with his eyes on Steve.

"I want you, Bucky," Chris said. "Inside me."

"How do you want me?" he asked, grinning at Steve.

Chris grinned at him over her shoulder. "Any way I want?"

Bucky loved the evil little glint in her eyes. "Any way you want."

Chris climbed off his lap and Bucky almost laughed when she reached Steve's head, straddling it and facing his cock. The sweet, sweet center of her was mere inches above Steve's face. He thought Steve's eyes would bug out of his head.

"Please," Steve begged her. "Please."

Chris, adorable thing that she was, shook her cute little ass. "Will you take me like this?" she asked Bucky.

The little minx. Bucky knew the minute Steve realized her position wouldn't benefit him at all, grinned as he arranged himself behind her, making sure his legs were touching Steve's arms. He slid right into her velvety heat, hissing at the tight fit of her around his own aching cock.

Then he remembered, slid out. "Wait," Bucky told her.

She stopped him with a hand to his hip. "It's okay," she explained. "I'm covered on birth control now. If you're clean."

"I am," Bucky said happily. "I've been with no one else since you."

"Okay." Chris hummed as he slid back inside her.

"I'm clean too… in case that's ever… a question," Steve griped from below them and Bucky barked out a laugh at the resentful tone.

"Do I need to make this worse for you punk?" He began thrusting, knowing Steve had a really good view of where their bodies joined.

"No."

Glancing over her shoulder, Bucky saw Steve's cock was angry red, hard and leaking. It did look painful. Because he wanted to level both of his lovers and he just missed his Stevie too much to resist, Bucky gently pushed Chris's hips down. Her legs spread wider, just pressing against Steve's perfect biceps. She assumed he was making a minor adjustment to their position.

A few more thrusts, he kept them shallow and easy on purpose, and he pushed her further down. He had to grin when he noticed Steve trying to move his arms to make room for her. One more push and her gasp filled the rooms as he put them in reach of Steve's mouth. He felt the low moan throughout his body from below them, hissing in pleasure to feel Steve's tongue on his balls.

Bucky knew when Steve fastened onto her clit, her entire body froze. "Bucky," she pleaded.

"I'm right here, doll," he whispered into her ear, changing the angle of his thrusts to hit her g-spot now. Chris cried out as his grip tightened over her hips, holding her still for Steve's mouth and his thrusts. On and on it went and Bucky was honestly impressed how long she made it. Finally, Chris came screaming, calling out both of their names as her passage tightened around him again and again.

Bucky barely hung on. Chris collapsed but rolled to Steve's side and lay panting with her eyes closed.

Moving around to straddle Steve's chest, Bucky finished in Steve's mouth, roaring out the best orgasm he could remember having in many, many years.

He'd missed Steve so much. Freeing his arms, Bucky leaned down to kiss his long-time lover, tasting himself and loving that too. Even though he couldn't have had much feeling in his arms and hands after that, Steve sank his fingers into Bucky's hair, kissing him with everything he had even though he was still painfully hard.

Bucky pulled back to gently rub Chris's back. "You awake?" he asked playfully.

"Barely," Chris huffed.

"Your call, doll," Bucky told her. "Should we let Steve come now?"

Lifting her head, she glanced from Bucky to Steve to that impressive cock and nodded.

"You say how," Bucky told her.

Chris climbed in between Steve's powerful thighs, running her hands up and down and all around his cock before her small hands wrapped around him. Steve cried out at the touch.

"Just be careful, doll," Bucky instructed. "He's very sensitive right now."

"Okay."

When Chris began to kitten lick him, his hips shot off the bed. Bucky immediately captured Steve's hands, pinning them to the bed.

"Your hips don't move, pal," Bucky told him. "They move again, I pull her off."

Steve's blue eyes were wide, he nodded.

"Go ahead, doll," Bucky told her.

It didn't take long. Chris could only take so much of Steve in, but she worked what she couldn't get in her mouth admirably well with her hands. Steve moaned, cried out as she licked him, sucked him. Finally, his breathing took off, his entire body tensed up.

"I'm –" Steve looked worried.

"It's okay, Stevie," Bucky told him, knowing what Chris wanted.

Finally, Steve came, his cries filled the room while Chris swallowed down what she could. While she finished, Bucky went to fetch warm washcloths from the bathroom, happy to have laid waste to his two blonde lovers there in his bed. After cleaning them off, he went back into the bathroom to clean himself up a little.

When he returned, he smiled to find both of them there, under the covers, lights out, with a generous amount of space between them.

"This space for me?" Bucky asked with a grin, crawling up the bed.

Chris nodded, blinking at him like a sleepy owl. Steve had arranged for her to be on the side with his flesh arm. Still a gentleman, even after being thoroughly debauched.

Chris laid her head on that shoulder, Steve cuddled up to Bucky with his head sharing his pillow. One long, powerful arm wrapped around him and Chris.

"Good night," Bucky said happily in the darkness.

Chris was asleep already and Steve hummed happily.

It had been a very long time since Bucky had felt so content and at peace.