Author: The Wayward Angel
Story: The Red String
Rating: M
Word Count: 946
Chapter: 4/?
Pairings: Starbuck
Spoilers: Captain America: The Winter Soldier spoilers apply
Trigger Warnings: a/b/o dynamics, alpha!Bucky, omega!Steve, explicit sex
Summary: It was snowing out and Steve had a cold. Those were the two things Bucky focused on. Their heating had been cut off two days prior and Steve had taken to burning old sketches and drawings to try to keep warm. Bucky had started sleeping next to Steve at night to keep him warm. *Alpha/Omega AU*
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine.
AN: So I've heard different things, but here's how Heat suppressants work in this story. Suppressants obviously suppress an Omega's Heat, but they also help to suppress an Omega's scent so they smell closer to a Beta. An Omega can also still produce slick while under suppressants.
Unbeta'd. All mistakes are mine. Please feel free to point out any grammatical or spelling errors.
The Red String
Chapter Four
November 1943
Italy
"Just go!" Steve yelled across the firey divide, "Get out of here!"
"No, not without you!" Bucky yelled back.
Steve looked around desperately before bending the bar of the railing outward and launching himself across the room. He grabbed the other railing and Bucky helped pull him over. "Let's get out of here!" Steve called, grabbing Bucky's arm and pulling him out of the building. They met the rest of the troops out in the clearing and Steve discovered his device he'd gotten from Stark had been destroyed.
"Okay, it looks like we're walking." Steve said, "Thirty miles back to the base. Those who can't walk can ride on the tank. Let's get moving."
The Captain started walking and the troops followed willingly.
Bucky walked next to Steve, "So…" The Sargent said, "You got taller."
Steve smirked, "When we get back to camp, I'll tell you all about it."
Bucky grinned, "Deal."
"Does anyone but me know?" Bucky was sitting on Steve's bunk, watching the Captain pace back and forth.
Steve touched the claiming bite on the back of his neck, "No…I probably wouldn't have been allowed in the Army if they did. Dr. Erskine knew, but he didn't care. Everyone thinks I'm a Beta."
Bucky nodded, "That's probably for the best." He clasped his hands in front of himself, "So…Captain America, huh?"
Steve grinned, "Yeah, yeah, yeah." He sat down next to Bucky, hesitating a second before sighing, "Still me though, Buck."
Bucky smiled and said, "yeah" before cupping Steve's jaw and turning his head. He pressed their lips together and sighed happily. He'd missed his mate, his friend, terribly. His hand slid to the back of Steve's neck to touch the claiming bite. Steve whined softly into his mouth, going pliant beneath Bucky's hand. "Gotta be quiet, Stevie."
"Please, Bucky." Steve whispered, "Need you. Missed you."
"I've got you, Steve." Bucky said, "Take off your clothes and get on the bed for me." Steve nodded, still enthusiastic as ever but now so much bigger, all long limbed and muscled. Bucky took a deep breath and removed his own clothes, "Is anyone going to come looking for you?"
"No." Steve said, laying himself out on the bed for his mate.
The Alpha grinned and crawled over the Omega. He nosed Steve's neck, breathing in his sweet scent. "You smell so good." He mumbled, running a hand up and down Steve's side. "You're gorgeous."
"Bucky…" Steve mumbled, a blush cropping up on his cheeks.
"No, you are." Bucky insisted, nipping at Steve's collarbone. "And you're mine, so that makes you even more special. Wish I could show you off to everyone."
"Except if you did, I'd probably get kicked out of the Army for being an Omega." Steve chuckled.
"They're not going to kick out Captain America. You're America's golden boy, Stevie." Bucky said, hand moving down to stroke Steve's cock, his grip firm and sure. Steve gasped and grabbed at Bucky's shoulders, pulling him closer. "They love you, Steve."
Steve arched his hips up toward the Alpha, "Fuck, Bucky, I can't, I don't."
"Shh." Bucky pressed his lips to Steve's, silencing the blond man, "I've gotcha. Let go Steve."
Steve whined softly and came across his stomach in pearly white streaks. "Bucky…" He panted, "Bucky, want you to fuck me."
Bucky groaned, pressing his forehead against Steve's shoulder, "Not today, Steve. Not enough time." He said, stroking himself quickly.
"Okay." Steve mumbled, running his fingers through Bucky's hair, "Come for me, Alpha. Mark me up."
Bucky growled, sinking his teeth into Steve's neck as he came across Steve's stomach and his hand. He slumped against the Captain, "Don't have to worry about crushing you now." He mumbled, licking the bite on the Omega's neck.
Steve laughed, running his hands up and down Bucky's back. They fell into a comfortable silence until Steve whispered, "I thought you were dead," causing Bucky to look up at his friend in concern. Steve's eyes were watery and he was obviously holding back tears, "I thought I was going to be too late to save you."
"Hey," Bucky said gently, crawling off of Steve to lie next to him, "Hey, none of that was your fault." Steve nodded slightly, "'m serious Steve, you can't put that kind of pressure on yourself. You saved me Steve, and so many others. I'm right here now, okay?"
Steve smiled softly, "Heh, yeah." He kissed Bucky softly and then lay back against the scratchy military issued sheets, "You gonna be able to stay here tonight?"
"Yeah." Bucky said, pulling Steve into his arms, "Now, go to sleep. We gotta be back up in a few hours."
To be continued…