Author: The Wayward Angel
Story: The Red String
Rating: M
Word Count: 1680
Chapter: 11/?
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: Guess who missed writing smut for this story?
Unbeta'd. All mistakes are mine. Please feel free to point out any grammatical or spelling errors.
The Red String
Chapter Eleven
December 2014
Manhattan, NY
Steve walked back to the Avengers Tower with Bucky, their hands brushing together as they walked. Steve's apartment was a floor below Tony's penthouse and was about five times bigger than the apartment he and Bucky had shared in Brooklyn. The two toed off their shoes at the door and Steve led Bucky to his living room. "I'm going to go shower and change real quick." Steve said.
"Go on Stevie," Bucky said, "I'll still be here when you get back."
Steve nodded and bent down to kiss his friend on the lips chastely before walking off to his bathroom. He shut the door and started the shower, letting it heat up as he stripped off his clothes, throwing them into the laundry basket in the corner of the room. He stepped into the shower and let the water beat down on his bare skin. Bucky was back. Bucky was here in his living room and waiting for him. Steve braced himself against the shower wall, dropping his head and letting out a sound that was half a hysterical laugh and half a sob, his shoulders shaking.
Bucky was back. His Bucky. His Alpha, mate, and best friend. It was so impossible to believe. Steve partially believed he was probably just crazy and had finally gone off the deep end. Bucky was here. Tony was going to throw a fucking fit when he found out. Steve finally laughed, throwing his head back and laughing at the ceiling.
Steve finally got himself back under control and washed his hair and body quickly, shutting off the shower. He stepped out and dried himself off with a towel, wrapping it around his waist before leaving the room and heading to his bedroom to change. The Omega put on a pair of boxer briefs, grey sweatpants, and a black shirt then went back into the living room. Bucky was lounging on his couch, arm thrown over the back and feet propped up on his coffee table, watching a show on TV. When Steve stepped into the room Bucky looked up at him and immediately frowned, "Stark Industries, Steve? Really?"
Steve looked down at his shirt and laughed, "Sorry Buck, want me to change?"
Bucky 'humph'-ed grumpily but shook his head, "No, just want you to get your ass over here."
Steve grinned and sat down on the couch next to Bucky, pressing their thighs together, leaning against the Alpha's side slightly. Bucky's arm shifted down off the back of the couch to wrap around Steve's shoulders. Steve picked up the remote and changed the channels until he found a movie he liked and he sighed in contentment, letting his head rest against Bucky's shoulder. "I missed you like crazy." Steve said softly.
"Did you-" Bucky fumbled with the words for a minute, "Did you ever try to move on?"
"I was frozen for a long time Bucky, it really hasn't been that long for me since I thought you'd died." Steve said, "Stark and I tried to have a thing for a little while, but…he wasn't you. No one could ever have replaced you."
"Stark…" Bucky raised an eyebrow, "Howard Stark?"
"No, his son Tony." Steve said, "It was almost a year ago."
"And he didn't try to claim you?" Bucky asked, hand sliding from Steve's shoulder to the back of his neck to touch his claim bite gently.
"I didn't let him. It was a different kind of arrangement." Steve replied, leaning back into the touch.
Bucky hummed softly, leaning in to scent Steve and the Omega let him. Bucky nuzzled the side of his neck, "Even when I didn't have anything else. Even when I couldn't remember anything, I knew you. I remembered you."
Steve made a low sound in the back of his throat that was almost a whine, "That's cheesy Buck."
"True though." Bucky nipped the side of his throat gently, "You still want me, Stevie? Even after everything I've done."
"It wasn't you," Steve said, "Not really." His hand slid to the inside of Bucky's thigh and the Alpha growled lowly, "I want you Buck, need you."
"Bedroom?" His friend asked.
"Yes." Steve said, kissing Bucky hard.
Bucky had Steve laid out on the bed, stripped naked with his legs spread and Bucky kneeling in between his thighs. Steve was hard and leaking slick like crazy, soaking into his sheets. "Shirt off Buck, come on." Steve groaned, picking at the edge of Bucky's shirt and the Alpha shook his head, kissing him. Steve broke the kiss with a gasp, "Come on, want you naked."
"No Steve," Bucky said, moving down slightly to suck on the Omega's collarbone.
"Bucky," Steve moaned, threading his fingers in his mate's hair, tugging on it slightly, "Come on Alpha." Bucky groaned but still shook his head. He even still had his damn glove on for fuck's sake. "This is about the arm, isn't it?"
"Steve-" Bucky started warningly.
"I don't care Bucky," Steve assured, "It's a part of you now. You can't hide it. It's okay." He brought his mate up for another kiss, soft and gentle, "It's okay Bucky." Bucky frowned and for a moment Steve thought maybe his Alpha might pull away completely, but with a heavy sigh Bucky stripped himself of his shirt and glove. The skin around the area where the metal arm was connected to his shoulder was scarred and ugly and Bucky wouldn't look him in the eye. Steve sat up slightly, nudging at Bucky until he could sit up fully. Steve leaned in and kissed the scarred skin gently and Bucky flinched. "I love you," Steve said gently, resting his hands on Bucky's hips, "I've never stopped loving you."
Bucky leaned in and kissed Steve, biting down gently on the Omega's lower lip and sucking softly before pulling back. "I love you too," Bucky replied, "I always have, even if I never said I did. I loved you when we were kids and I loved you when I claimed you and I loved you all those years after and I love you now."
"Show me," Steve urged, reaching a hand down to stroke Bucky's cock, "Show me Alpha."
Bucky growled and pressed Steve back down into the sheets, flesh hand sliding down between them to Steve's ass, finger finding the slick entrance and pushing in gently. Steve groaned and relaxed, letting Bucky finger him open. Bucky slid in another finger and curled them up to press against his prostate, making Steve moan and buck down against his hand. Bucky chuckled and bent his head down to suck on one of Steve's nipples. The Omega gasped and one hand tangled in his hair holding his head down to his chest, the other grasping at the sheets of the bed desperately.
"Bucky, oh hell, Bucky please," Steve whimpered, ass clenching around Bucky's fingers.
"Alright Stevie, hold on, I've got you." Bucky said, pulling away from Steve's chest and moving up to kiss his temple. He pulled his fingers out and rested his hand on the Omega's hip, "You want it like this, Steve?"
"Yes, God yes, now come on." Steve gasped, wrapping his legs around Bucky's waist.
Bucky pressed their lips together and thrust his cock into Steve. Steve made a high pitched sound and pulled him closer. Bucky began thrusting up into Steve, hard and fast and knew it wouldn't take either of them very long, they'd been away from each other for far too long. Steve began babbling against his lips, stuff about how much he loved Bucky, how he'd missed him, missed this, wanted him so bad. Bucky groaned and pulled out, "Turn over Steve, need to reclaim you when I knot you."
Steve scrambled underneath him, turning over on his belly and pulling his legs up under him so he could present. The Alpha moaned slid back inside his mate, flesh hand gripping his hips tightly and metal hand gripping the sheets hard enough to tear them. Steve was wet with slick and so hot inside Bucky thought he might die. He started thrusting again, angling his hips to press against Steve's prostate and make the Omega whimper and cry out. "Oh Alpha, fuck please- I can't-" Steve turned his head to the side, face half pressed into the pillows. "Bucky, knot me, come on."
"Fuck Steve," Bucky gasped, his knot swelling and tugging on the rim of Steve's hole.
"Wanna feel you come in me," Steve whined, clenching down around Bucky's cock, "Oh, oh, oh, fuck."
Bucky bit down on the back of Steve's neck, his knot swelling and locking them together as he pumped his first load of come into the Omega. Steve whimpered and came on his mate's knot, body jerking slightly under Bucky before relaxing. Bucky released the back of Steve's neck and tugged on his mate until they were laying on their sides, the Alpha's metal arm wrapped around his mate's waist. Steve interlaced his fingers with Bucky's metal ones, pulling them up to rest against his chest as he leaned back into his Alpha.
"Don't remember you talking dirty like that before Stevie." Bucky said and Steve laughed.
"Shut up, you're ruining my moment." Steve said.
Bucky grinned, kissing the back of Steve's neck, "Love you too, punk."
To be continued…