A/N: WARNING, THIS CHAPTER HAS SEXUAL/THREESOME CONTENT! Skip down to the line of asterisks if you don't want to read the lemon.

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That night was awkward and funny to say the least. Steve was the first to speak, saying he was going to start dinner. I took the boxes into the living room and started packing. Bucky was confused until I explained; we had wanted a bigger place, away from SHIELD's eyes.

"Sera," I heard Steve call from the kitchen.

"Yeah, babe?" I asked, walking up behind him. He turned to wrap me in his arms suddenly, whispering, "I'm sorry I made you feel unloved. I do love you, I just didn't know what to say to you."

"I understand. I was scared that you hated me for letting him run," I said, burrowing into his chest.

"Never," He said firmly, before kissing me passionately.

"So, we're moving?" He said, chuckling.

"Yeah, my Dad said he had an entire floor for me, but I wasn't living in the Tower, so it's been empty. I didn't tell you because we weren't exactly on speaking terms." I said, getting a drink of water.

"It will be nice to be in New York again. Though I'm not sure your Dad is going to be happy about his daughter living with two men," Bucky said, hooking an arm around my waist.

"Well, we should start thinking about how we are going to break the news." Steve said, tracing his fingers down Bucky's arm sweetly. I smirked as I realized we weren't going to be eating anytime soon.

"How about we order in? I have a feeling that if we started food, it would be left burning," I said, as I felt Bucky press himself against my backside.

"Bedroom?" Steve said, ducking to kiss my collarbone and then Bucky's lips.

"Yes please," I moaned as both men started kissing my neck.

"I shall carry you then, as your knees seemed to have stopped working," Bucky said suavely. I didn't realize I had been falling until I was in Bucky's arms. He swiftly carried me down the hall and placed me gently on the bed. Steve snuck up behind him to lift his shirt over his head, as I shimmied my pants off.

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"Do we need some sort of protection?" Bucky asked while nodding his head towards me.

"No I'm good. I have that implant in my arm." I said, watching as Steve's hands dipped towards Bucky's pelvis.

"Man, do I want you both," I whimpered as I threw my shirt off.

"You can have us both doll," Steve said, winking at me.

"I want you at the same time," I said, brushing a finger over my panties.

"You can do that?" Bucky said, quickly taking his pants off.

"I guess I only told Steve. I really liked having multiple partners… at the same time," I smirked as I saw Steve had shucked his own pants. Both had tents in their boxers, and I smirked.

"What are you waiting for?" I said, turning on the stereo by the bed. Sensual music filled the air instantly, and I felt excitement run through me as I thought about what was about to happen. Both men laid beside me, running their hands over me, never staying in one place too long.

"You get the first turn Buck. It's been a few years for you." Steve said, smirking as they undid the hooks of my bra.

"Someone touch me," I breathed, as they teased. Grabbing both men through their boxers, I pumped, causing them to shiver.

"Let's warm you up first Angel," Bucky said, dipping to take one of my nipples into his mouth. Steve mirrored him, both lovingly stroking the inside of my thighs. Shivering in pleasure, my hands went to the headboard, hanging on as they teased.

"I think I like the thought of her bound. She can't do anything but be patient." Bucky said, trailing down to my navel.

"Please," I said as Steve held my wrists above my head.

"I don't want this to be impersonal," Bucky said, giving Steve a nod, and suddenly Steve had captured my lips. Moaning, I felt my panties being ripped at the sides, and Bucky's fingers dancing around my core.

"What would you like?" He whispered against my inner thigh.

"Anything!" I growled out, as Steve's hands joined him.

"Buck, she's drenched already. We shouldn't tease her," He said, attacking my collarbone.

"Could I please have someone fill me?" I panted in frustration.

"She said please," Bucky laughed, taking his boxers off. I bucked my hips in anticipation, at which both men chuckled.

Bucky thought torture was in the cards, as he rubbed his head against my sensitive folds. I felt my eyes roll back in my head as he slowly pushed himself in.

"I'm the luckiest bitch in the world," I sighed as he started a slow rhythm.

"We're all lucky," Steve said, dropping his boxers and pulling Bucky in for a kiss. As their mouth danced above me, and Bucky moved, I moaned in pleasure.

"How about we take this up a notch," Steve said, carefully reaching behind Bucky to cup his balls.

"If you keep doing that Steve, I'm not gonna last for our girl," Bucky said, fighting off a premature release.

"Steve, let him come," I breathed.

"With pleasure Doll," He replied, bringing Bucky in for a searing kiss. It was all Bucky needed apparently, because he pounded through to his release, moaning into Steve's mouth.

"Steve, you should take over while Bucky recharges," I said sitting up on my elbows and dragging my nails down Bucky's stomach, who responded, "Won't take too long."

"I want you on top of me," Steve smirked. After showing him what sex really was, he was eager to learn new moves, and was vocal about which ones he enjoyed.

"I would love that," I said as Bucky withdrew from me. Pulling him down for a searing kiss, I pulled myself off the bed.

"Angel, I could kiss you forever," Bucky said as Steve laid down.

"I want you to kiss me forever," I whispered as I climbed on top of Steve. Sinking down, I felt so complete. Steve directed my hips, while I reached down to stimulate myself gently.

"Hold off on the self pleasuring darling," Bucky said, replacing my hand with his own.

"Have you ever taken a girl in the ass?" I asked Bucky as I bounced.

"You are riding the only person I've ever done that too," Bucky said, as I pointed to the drawer with the condoms and lube. Steve's hands ran up and down my torso, shaping to fit my curves.

"You're gonna love it," Steve moaned.

"Ready Angel?" Bucky whispered against my shoulder. I stilled as he slowly pressed one finger into my ass. I shuddered as he worked me to fit in a second. I was sweating, and panting as he went for a third.

"It's been a couple years," I laughed as he withdrew, only to slowly enter his erection. I stilled, and tried to relax, knowing it would help. He lathered himself up with lube to ease the discomfort, and I sighed as he got as far in as he could.

"Stay still Angel," Bucky said, pulling out, to push back in. Mewling in content, Steve bucked slightly, causing both men to falter.

"I can feel you moving inside her," Bucky said, to which Steve moaned.

"Fuck," I whispered, as a shudder wracked my body.

"I plan on it," Bucky said, as I laid closer to Steve's chest. I was surprised to find, when I raised my head, that Bucky and Steve were kissing passionately.

"Both of you," I said, bracing myself, "Harder."

"I feel like I'm gonna break you," Steve said, half wanting to do as I asked.

"I won't break." I moaned as they moved again. It was as if we were made for each other, as we fit together like a solved puzzle. When they thrust, I ground down, creating a perfect harmony.

"How about you just hold onto Steve's shoulders while we work you?" Bucky said, forcefully taking my hands, and planting them on Steve's shoulders. Digging my nails in, Steve picked up the pace slightly.

"She's getting close Buck, I can feel it." He said breathlessly as I scratched him up.

"I remember those nails," Bucky said nodding to Steve.

"Oh, oh, ooooooooohhhhhhhhh!" I screamed as my release came crashing down on me. Both men were not far behind, Bucky grunting and Steve sighing.

"Well," I panted, "No turning back now."

"This isn't a passing notion. This is forever," Steve said, as we all collapsed on top of him.

"I know for sure that I don't want to leave this bed for another week," I purred, dragging my nails lightly over both men's hipbones. Shivering, Bucky slowly withdrew from me, causing both Steve and I to groan. As I lifted myself off of Steve, I laid down beside him, curling up into his side. Bucky had disposed of the condom, and also lay down, but beside me.

"This is going to be interesting," I mumbled, as we lay wrapped up in one another. I vaguely remember the blankets being pulled over me, but had succumbed to the sleepiness that washed over me.

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Three months later…

It was not even a week after that night, we moved everything back to New York, and we had all be getting along splendidly. We hardly disagreed, and when we did, we discussed things as adults. I may or may not have stuck my tongue out at them when they weren't looking though. My father wasn't aware of Bucky' significance in Steve's and mine lives quite yet. We were still getting him used to the idea of Bucky living here. I had just received some shocking news the day before, and in typical fashion, I chose to ignore it until my mind had settled. After letting the boys have an evening without me, I returned to the apartment around midnight, unsure of what tomorrow held.

I woke up feeling gross, and ready to toss my cookies. Wiggling out from under Steve and Bucky's arms, I dashed to the bathroom, to let out what was making its way up my throat. I heard a groan from the bedroom, in between heaves.

"She's either sick, or she drank too much," I heard from Steve, and Bucky responded, "This is weird. She can normally hold her alcohol."

"Um, guys," I called from the bathroom. Disposing of the evidence, I sat in a heap on the floor. Both came to the door, wondering why I had called them.

"What's wrong Angel?" He asked, picking me up from the floor.

"I'm not hungover," I said as they led me slowly to the living room.

"I know what it is, but I'm not sure how either of you will want to proceed." Steve had already gone to the kitchen to make a smoothie, to soak up all the toxins from the 'alcohol' I had last night. I sat quietly beside Bucky while I waited for him to return. As he returned he sat down, handed me the glass and rubbed my back soothingly as I drank.

"I realized yesterday that it had been a month or so since my birth control was ineffective," I said, making both men turn to stone, "So I went to have it replaced. They legally had to test me before they inserted a new one, and it was positive. So last night, I was really with Natasha, but we were talking while Clint made us food."

"I'm pregnant," I said, sighing.

"Uh, I…" Steve said floored. The silence was deafening.

"My question is, what would you like to do?" I said, putting my hand on both men's knees.

"Give me a minute," Bucky said, gently placing his right hand on my stomach. Steve saw this and slowly copied his actions, rubbing my back again.

"We're going to be parents?" Steve asked, joy evident in his voice.

"We are," Bucky said, kissing my cheek sweetly. I wasn't surprised, not by a long shot. They were both from a time where abortion was illegal and communities were centered on family.

"Do you want this?" Bucky asked, watching my face carefully.

"I never thought I would. I was never good with children. But," I said, to which both men perked up, "I felt warm inside when they said the test was positive. I felt peaceful about it. I want this baby."

"A baby," Steve said, smiling larger than I had ever seen, "I'll admit, I'm scared but excited. I did always want a family."

"I'm terrified. I don't know anything about babies." Bucky said, looking pale.

"Boys," I laughed, "We can do this. One day at a time, remember? We have weeks before we have to worry about buying things. And we don't even know if I'll carry to term, or miscarry. One day at a time."

"Well, how pregnant are you?" Bucky asked, sounding unsure of the words he used.

"The doctor said my hormones were unreadable. So I'm going in again later. It's unlikely that the ultrasound will show much, but it's just in case. The birth control wasn't ensured for the time I had it for. I could be farther along than I suspect. I requested a specialist, and drew up my own rock solid privacy agreement. I do not want the media spinning this the wrong way. We wait until I pass the first trimester and then release a press statement, so no one gets the wrong idea. Not that I enjoy my personal life on show," I groaned.

"What's wrong?" Steve asked, noticing my mood turn.

"My father will want both of you dead," I said, holding their hands, "And he doesn't even know about us yet."

"We tell him tonight then. Or after the ultrasound," Steve said, sharing a look with Bucky.

"And we will be there. We want to be there for you every step of the way." Bucky added.

"We are going to be parents," I said, as we all cuddled together.

"When is the appointment?" Steve asked while rubbing my flat stomach gently. Looking at my watch, I sighed.

"Almost two weeks from now. I want McDonalds now." I said, salivating at the thought of fries.

"That's not happening," Steve said, moving towards the kitchen.

"Why not?" Bucky and I whined in unison.

"Sera, I would hope you understand how bad that 'food' is for you. We have another human being to worry about now. And we are going to feed that baby healthy food to help it grow," Steve said, putting another smoothie in my hand.

"I wanted fries, and a milkshake," I grumbled, sitting back on the couch angrily.

"I wanted a milkshake too. And a burger!" Bucky exclaimed, making my stomach growl.

"If I don't get one, he shouldn't either," I yelled to Steve, as he moved around the kitchen.

"I'm getting my practice in. You two are a handful as it is," He laughed.


A/N: And thats it for this week :) Hope you enjoyed these five chapters haha