꒰ in which bunni!reader's roomies are pervs ꒱
⤷ contains :: slight dub-con , threesome .
you didn’t hear them come in , you were humming .
some sweet , sleepy tune drifting off your tongue as you swirled your hand through the bubble - thick water ; the bath had cooled a little , but you didn’t mind , you just missed them .
it was stupid , really . they were only gone for a few hours , off at some frat party , probably swarmed by girls who looked the way you never would .
but it still ached a little — a pinch in your chest you couldn’t name , so , you’d grabbed their soaps .
steve's clean cedar one , all gentleman and linen and warmth ; bucky's sharper one , something like black ice and smoke , bitter with spice .
you mixed them into your own creamy body wash , watched the bubbles rise too high . now they clung to your chest , your knees , your lashes .
the scent of them wrapped around you like arms .
you didn’t hear the front door open .
“ shhh , ” bucky hissed , slurring just a little , pushing steve back as they tumbled in together . “ think the bunny’s sleepin’ . ”
“ she always sleeps early , ” steve mumbled , rubbing a hand down his face . “ we shouldn’t wake her , buck — ”
“ shut up . ” their laughter died the second they turned the corner ; the bathroom light was on , the door cracked open just enough , and there you were .
tucked into the tub like a doll , bubbles up to your chin , hair damp with foam gathering on top , soft shoulders glistening .
humming to yourself , eyes fluttering closed like you didn’t have a care in the world .
bucky stopped moving . so did steve . and then there was silence . .
“ … and she said the cucumbers weren’t even organic , so i told her i don’t think the bunny at the farmer’s market is certified either , ” you giggled , talking to no one , eyes still closed . “ not like he wears a little name tag that says hi , i’m a licensed produce manager — ”
steve swallowed , hard . his hand reached for the door , like he was about to shut it , give you privacy , anything — but bucky slapped it away .
“ don’t , ” he whispered , eyes locked on you . “ let her talk ”
you sighed , water rippling gently around your chest . “ it’s quiet without you guys here , ” you whispered . “ i used your soaps ‘cause i missed you , i hope that’s okay … ”
steve looked like he might die ; his cheeks were bright pink . his jaw tight . his entire moral code spinning in a blender .
bucky ? bucky looked hungry .
“ jesus , ” steve hissed under his breath . “ we shouldn’t be watching her — ,”
“ then don’t , ” bucky muttered . “ i ain’t stoppin’ .”
steve was already hard , straining in his jeans , one hand dragging through his hair like he was trying to ground himself .
“ poor little thing , ” bucky said softly . “ sittin’ there thinkin’ about us . mixin’ our scents into that bath like a fuckin’ potion . what a needy girl — ”
“ you shut up , rogers . you’re the one pitchin’ a tent watchin’ her . ”
and then you blinked open your eyes ; your head turned , slow and soft , and there they were .
two very tall , very flushed , very not - supposed - to - be - there roommates standing just outside the door .
you squeaked , sinking lower into the bubbles . “ o - oh ! hi — i — i didn’t hear you get home — i thought — i mean , i was just — i didn’t mean to use your soaps — ”
“ you missed us , huh ? ” bucky drawled , leaning in the doorway like he wasn’t also hard as stone . “ wanted to smell us while you played princess in the tub ? ”
“ bucky , ” steve warned , voice low .
you whined , hands flapping , sending suds into the air . “ i wasn’t trying to be weird ! i just — it felt nice and — and you both smell really good , and i didn’t wanna bother you at the party — ”
“ jesus christ , ” bucky muttered , turning his head like he couldn’t look anymore .
but he did look ; his eyes dragged up your slick legs , your dripping collarbones , the way the bubbles barely clung to your tits . he looked and he grinned . “ ‘ course you didn’t wanna bother us . you were too busy makin’ yourself all soft and sweet . sittin’ in our scents . probably squirming a little under the water , weren’t you ? ”
you blinked fast , horrified . “ what ?! no — i — i wasn’t — ”
steve stepped in then , voice soothing , gentle . “ hey , hey — it’s alright , sweetheart . bucky’s just bein’ a dick . you didn’t do anything wrong . ”
you looked at him like he’d tossed you a lifeline . your sweet golden boy , always so kind . his gaze flicked down for only a moment — to the water dripping down your chest — and his ears went red .
“ o - okay , ” you whispered . “ i was just gonna get out anyway — ”
bucky laughed low in his throat . “ yeah , you are .”
you scurried up , wrapping yourself in the towel fast , bubbles still clinging to your skin . water dripped in a trail behind you as you padded toward your room , head ducked , too shy to meet their eyes .
steve turned away , jaw locked . “ she doesn’t even know what she does , buck — ”
“ that’s the fuckin’ problem , ” bucky muttered , following .
you didn’t get far , your room was dim , your towel loose ; you were halfway to digging through your drawers when the door creaked open behind you . “ bucky ? ”
his voice was right behind your ear , “ you thought about us in there , didn’t you ? ” you gasped as his hands slid under your towel , finding the heat between your thighs .
“ wait , you’re not supposed to — ”
“ not supposed to what ? ” he growled . “ not supposed to know you get wet thinkin’ about us ? not supposed to know you’ve got this cute little cunt already beggin’ for me ? ”
“ buck — ” steve started , standing frozen in the doorway .
bucky looked over his shoulder . “ you just gonna watch , rogers ? or you gonna help her feel really fucked full ? ”
steve hesitated — just a second — then shut the door . .
you were on bucky’s lap now , towel discarded , head thrown back ; he was seated on the edge of your bed , thighs wide , cock buried inside you as you whimpered and bounced , hands on his chest . “ too — too much — ”
“ no , baby , ” bucky hissed , thrusting up . “ not enough . look at this fuckin’ belly — ” his palm pressed over the bulge in your tummy , cock shaped , deep and obvious .
“ she’s takin’ it all , stevie . like a good lil bunny . ”
steve was on his knees beside you , kissing your shoulder , one big hand rubbing your back . “ you’re doin’ so good , baby , ” he whispered . “ you’re so perfect for us . ”
you cried out , body trembling , overwhelmed and overstimulated , tears shining in your lashes .
“ just wanted to take a bath , ” you sobbed , “ just wanted you to come home — ”
“ we’re home now , bunny , ” bucky growled , rutting up into you . “ and we’re not fuckin’ leavin’ any time soon . ”