Request: Would you please write for Bucky & reader, wherein he’s in love with Natasha but is forced to marry reader, he’s never home ignores her even when she tries hard. She even has to work as a waitress for money, one-night Brock tries to rape her, Steve arrives just in time and saves her. They become good friends. It’s on you if you want her to stay with Bucky or get married to Steve. It could be an au where they are not Avengers.
Pairing: Mobster!Bucky x Reader, Mobster!Steve x Reader
Warnings: angsts unrequited love, attempted rape, blood, scared reader, violence, characters death, cheating, Bucky being a douche, sad reader, comforting, love triangle, arguments, jealousy, smut, comforting, fluff, mobster!reader, ‘family’ business
Request: Would you please write for Bucky & reader, wherein he's in love with Natasha but is forced to marry reader, he's never home ignores her even when she tries hard. She even must work as a waitress for money, one-night Brock tries to rape her, Steve arrives just in time and saves her. They become good friends. It's on you if you want her to stay with Bucky or get married to Steve. It could be an au where they are not Avengers.
Pairing: Mobster!Bucky x Mobster!Reader, Mobster!Steve x Mobster!Reader, Mobster!Tony, Gamora, Nick Fury, Sam Wilson, Thor Odinson
Blood is dripping down your forehead. You can feel bruises all over your arms and legs but still, you remain silent. While Gamora tries to play the good cop, Fury is slamming his fists onto the table, trying to intimidate you.
All you give him is a cold smirk and a shrug when he threatens to let you ‘disappear’ once again. Fury wants answers, dreams of bringing Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers down but he knows he needs you.
You are the key to break your husband and lover. You are the one able to make them give up.
“I am asking you one last time.” Slamming his hands onto the table Fury glares at you. “Where are your lovers?”
Faking confusion you look up at the angry man in front of you. “If I recall right I told you I will not talk to you without a lawyer. If you would excuse me now, I’m busy to bleed and wait for said lawyer.”
“Sir, she’s right. I know you want to bring Rogers and Barnes down, but we lost contact with our agents hours ago. Stark is gone with the wind and their houses were empty too.” Glancing at you, pity in her eyes Gamora sighs. “I guess they ran and left her behind. Why should she be here, and not with her husband.”
“You think Barnes left her behind to save his sorry ass? I don’t believe that for a second…” Fury’s eyes meet yours and he can see the uncertainty in your y/e/c eyes. “Not that confident any longer…huh? How about a deal?”
“Deal, Y/N. You can leave this building as a free woman if you give us anything. Just think about things Bucky and Steve said. A little detail. A name or a bank account can help. Deliver us Bucky and you can be finally free.” Gamora is a smooth talker, you give her that, but your face remains stoic.
“It’s James to you or Mr. Barnes. Bucky is for his friends or for me to call him so. That’s all you will get. Now…LAWYER!” You announce the last word, not budging as Fury tosses a file onto the table.
“Maybe this will make you talk…” Placing a picture of Bucky and Natasha in front of you he can see a hint of hurting flash up. “He had a nice affair while being married to you, Y/N. Do you believe he ever loved you?”
“Doesn’t matter to you, right? Whatever you want, you will press it out of me using force. What makes you believe you are that much better than any mobster out there?” Glancing up at Fury you purse your lips.
“I’m bleeding for hours. I asked for a lawyer more than once and you refuse to get one, just like you didn’t offer first aid.”
“Sir…she’s not wrong.” Gamora’s eyes meet her boss’s and she falls silent.
“You believe you are the good guy in this story?” Huffing you point at the bruises on your face and your upper arms. “Hiding behind the law you believe you can do anything you want and still be the nice guy. You are dead wrong, Fury…”
“I will get what I want…” Fury wants to place another picture onto the table when gunfire echoes through the building. “Gamora, stay with her. I’ll check what’s wrong out there…”
Smirking you lean back, propping your feet onto the table. “I guess your time is up, guys. I told you two hours ago to let me go…”
Fifteen hours and twenty minutes ago…
“What did…god…Tony say?” Moaning you grip Bucky’s ass, pressing him deeper into you. “I need to know if Gamora will get suspicious tonight…”
“Fuck…doll. Can you stop talking about business while I am inside of you?” Bucky groans, slamming harder into you.
Flesh hand in your hair, metal hand gripping the headboard he smirks as you start to tighten around him. “Let me make you cum first…”
“Bring it, punk!” Cursing you slap his ass and your husband loses all control. You will be sore after this ‘ride’ but you don’t care as your lovers will make sure you feel them for days.
“Buck’ make her come!” Steve’s eyes never leave your blissed-out face. While you try to concentrate on the way Bucky uncontrollably drives into you, your eyes drift toward Steve’s cock. “I want my turn before we discuss business and everything else.
“Will I like the plan?” Your nails bite into Bucky’s ass and he laughs as you tilt your head to bite his neck. “Tell me, Barnes…”
“You will love what we prepared, doll. Now…shit…” Milking Bucky dry you slap his ass again, making sure you will leave bruises too. “I promise…”
“You promise a lot, Barnes. I hope you will be able to live up my expectations…” Chuckling Bucky rolls off you, smirking as you flip onto your stomach. “Steve…I think I am ready for another round with my sexy lover…”
“Damn, she calls you her lover, Stevie?” Blinking Bucky meets your eyes when Steve covers your body with his tall frame. Lips travel along your neck and you move your hand behind your head to fist Steve’s hair.
“Yeah…I am her lover, Buck…” Curses leave your lips feeling Steve slide into you. “I’ll go easy on you. We don’t want you to get sore…”
Laughing you grip the sheets as Steve starts to pump into you. “How do you call me?”
“Fuck…give me…” Biting your lower lip hard enough to hurt you push back onto Steve’s dick, making him bites your shoulder hard enough to leave another mark. “Just like that Steve…”
Falling hard once again you cry out, fisting the sheets as Steve fills you up. When you are too tired to move you rest your head onto Bucky’s chest while Steve tries to clean you up.
“We will get out of this, okay. All I can tell is they have more against us than we thought, Y/N. They have a video of the attack on you.” Bucky can see the fear as you look up at him.
“What else do they know?” Fear makes your hand shake and for the first time, you believe you will end up in jail. “Bucky?”
“I am afraid they found out about Brock and Natasha. Both disappeared almost on the same day. They are not as dumb as I want to believe, doll. Someone used a large shovel to dig out all the dirt we tried to hide so badly.”
Steve’s words let a shiver run down your spine and you abruptly sit up, panting heavily.
“We will all go to jail, Bucky…I mean…” Looking at your husband you sniffle.
“How shall we get out of this? What can we do?” Smirking Bucky opens his nightstand to show you what Steve, Tony and he prepared over the last weeks.
“You think this will work out? We can’t just…” Trailing off you think of all people depending on you and your lovers. “What about Thor, Sam, and the others?”
“Thor and Sam are all in. They prepared everything along with Tony. He will be the most important part. That’s the reason Tony can’t be found any longer.” Steve explains, pointing toward the documents in your hands.
“What will happen to them?” Worried about your friends you open another file with shaking hands.
“All will do their job, and if we do it right, no one will get hurt, Baby Girl. Trust me for once in your life. Go and meet up with Gamora, Y/N. Pretend she’s your friend and not a fucking fed bitch.” Bucky pecks your shoulders as Steve squeezes your thigh.
“We’ve got this. Make a list and we make sure everything is prepared…”
Ten hours and five minutes ago…
“Great you have a day off from business and your men.” Laughing Gamora offers you a beer. While you need all your strength to not choke on your fake smile she seems to have the time of her life. “How do you manage to be with two guys?”
“Sometimes you have to make a decision to…dunno…” Lying straight to her face you fake a few tears. “Stay alive. If you need protection, you’d do anything, you should know that feeling.”
Gamora smiles, fakes compassion but you can see the wheels in her head spinning. Close to letting her cover blow to get you on her side, she nods silently.
“You know, Y/N. There are people out helping women like you and me. I bet they would help you too if you would give them something in return.” Now you feel your stomach churn, but you fake to be interested.
“People helping me…huh?” Blinking a few times, you reluctantly nod. “I got nothing to offer, Gam. What shall I give someone for protection and to be free again? There’s nothing…” Your voice sounds broken and Gamora sees her time coming.
“I can help you if you give me anything to take Rogers and Barnes down, maybe even Stark. Is there something you remember? A date, business partner or people they pay to keep their mouths shut`” Gamora is full agent now and you want to laugh out loud, but you sniffle instead.
“I don’t know, Gam. Most of the time they only use me you know, for pleasure. When they are done I have to sign stuff as they want to keep my father's business running.” Your ‘friend’ nods, offering a warm embrace and you take a deep breath to let her hug you.
“Do you remember anything of those papers you signed?”
“I know there will be a delivery in a few hours, at the docks, but I don’t know what they ordered. All I know is that Bucky and Steve said they won’t come back tonight. That’s all…” Gamora smirks while she holds you tightly.
“Anything else? The specific dock…”
Blinking you look at her, pressing more fake tears out. “Dock 4, I think. Steve said it’s his lucky number. So, it must be 4. They will meet with Tony and another guy I do not know…”
“Did you hear his name?” Gamora is close to her goal so she tries to press more information out of you. “Y/N, think…”
“I think his name was…” Rubbing your forehead you close your eyes. “It was an odd name, pretty short. Shit…it was…oh…” Opening your eyes you smile. “Loki, that’s the name. I don’t know the surname, tho…”
“Loki…? Are you sure about that, Y/N? Can you confirm Loki Laufeyson will be at dock 4 tonight? Y/N, did you hear me?”
The thought of not just arresting Tony, Bucky, and Steve but also the most wanted and notorious mobster boss Loki Laufeyson let Gamora’s heart beat faster.
“I don’t know if his name is Laufeyson, but Steve said Loki will meet them. Is this name common, as I never heard it before? Maybe something Irish or so…” Shrugging you try to change the subject but Gamora keeps on asking questions.
“I will help you, Y/N. After tonight you will be free, promised…”
Now…
“That much to me being free after tonight…hug?” Laughing you shake your head as Gamora’s eyes dart the door and the blood dripping down your face. “I knew a fed would sell me to make it, Gam. No one ever did anything selfless to help me…”
“Y/N, I tried…okay. Fury said you are as guilty as your husband and Steve. I couldn’t do anything to make him see you are a victim too.” Gamora sounds honest but you can’t risk falling for a trap.
While you hear someone yell orders you try to distract Gamora. “I guess we both got used to making sure the men ruling our lives get what they want. What a pity, Gam. We could’ve left town hours ago…”
“You would’ve taken me with you…?”
“Could use a good friend but…” Shrugging you glance at the door. “I guess you never were my friend.” When the door bursts open and armed men storm into the room you can see the fear all over Gamora’s face.
“Y/N…it’s not too late…” She whispers as she looks in the barrel of a gun.
Four hours ago, …
“Did she buy it?” Smirking Bucky pecks your lips, slipping his tongue in to taste you. “I bet you played your role well…”
“I can fake an orgasm without sweating so…” Giggling you slap Bucky’s chest as he starts growling low in his throat. “When and with whom?”
“I was making a joke, Buck. Now back to business. Is everything prepared? Everyone ready, Baby?” Sliding your fingers through Bucky’s short hair you smile as he softly presses his lips to yours.
“All done. I want you to go with Sam, he’s waiting outside. Let’s do this and after tonight, we are free…” While Bucky nods at Steve you feel the knot in your stomach tighten.
“Steve, make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid. You know my husband, he’s a red-blooded guy…” Steve pecks your lips, nodding against you. “I promise, I’ll have an eye on Buck’, now go with Sam. Thor will wait at the hideout…”
Twenty minutes later you walk toward the car to leave your house…forever…
Three hours and twenty minutes ago, …
“Get her! She lied and we ended up in a war with Laufeyson and at least twenty men! No sight of Barnes and Rogers. She lied!” Fury yells as the driver pushes the car to its limit to ram your car.
Before you know what’s happening the car is upside down and you call for Sam.
“Sam, god…can you hear me? Please don’t be dead…” The door gets ripped open and two strong hands drag you out of the car. Using way too much force the agents makes you wince in pain.
“You are arrested for…” Fury tries but you scream for Sam, pointing toward the car.
“Shut up and help Sam! Aren’t you the good guys? Don’t you know how to do first aid? Let me do it if you are too stupid to do so…” One of the agents slaps your face, and you can feel a bruise form.
Fear makes your chest tighten, still, you spit the blood dripping from your lip into his face. “What a great man you are, hitting an injured woman as she begs you to save a friend. Move your lazy ass and help Sam!”
“Sir?”
“Get him out and check on him. She will come with me and Gamora.” Before he turns to walk toward his car Fury fists the man’s jacket, glaring at him. “If you ever hit a perpetrator again you lose your job. I will report you. Now let my agent bring her to my car…”
“Yes, Sir. Director…” The agent hitting you stammers as you only have eyes for Sam. You can see he’s breathing, and moments later he yells at the agents.
“Let the paramedics check on Wilson and bring him too. I want to interrogate him later…”
Now…
Gamora’s eyes meet Bucky’s angry blue ones as he glares at the agent. His gun aimed to her head he doesn’t flinch as more gunshots echo through the building.
“Steve, keep her under control, I’ll take care of my wife.” While Steve handcuffs Gamora to the table Bucky checks on your bleeding forehead and lip.
“Who did this to you, Baby Girl?” Pressing his scarf to your wound he gently cups your face. “Who?”
“My forehead, it was the accident. They rammed us in their car, and I got hurt. My lip, there was an agent, he hit me. I asked them, or rather yelled at them to help Sam.” Bucky is clenching his jaw but there is no time to punish the man hurting you.
“We should go, Buck. Time is running out on us. Storming into the building with guns took us too much time.” While Bucky takes your hand to lead you out of the building Gamora calls your name.
“Y/N, this is your last chance to be free…to live the life you want to.” She tries but you smile weakly.
“You fine agents hit me, refused to get a lawyer here and even let me bleed for hours. I’ll pass, Gam. This is what I want, this is the life I chose…”
Epilogue…
“Another one, doll?” Smirking Bucky watches you tan your skin while you sip at another cocktail. “Or do you want a better…cock…tail…”
Huffing Steve falls into the sand, lazily stretching his body. “She had me not half an hour ago in the warm water…”
“Punk, I told you to not draw any attention…” Laughing you turn around to toss your bikini top at your husband.
“We bought half the island, Buck. I think we can do dirty things in the water…” Getting up your straddle Bucky’s lap and he wraps his arms around you. “In the sand…everywhere…”
“I am for permanent vacations, guys. I don’t know about you, but I like the sun, the cocktails and all…” Steve exclaims as his eyes drift toward your ass.
Tony smirks as he walks toward you and your men, not missing to get a glimpse of your chest before Bucky presses you closer to his body.
“Stark, what are you doing on our side of the island?” Laughing Tony sits in the sand, groaning as he slowly gets cabin fever.
“I miss my empire…” Tony glances at Sam walking toward Steve to hand him a satellite phone.
“Boss, it’s Loki. He wants to know how long you will be on vacation. The feds are a bit crazy over there right now…”
“Well, my brother can handle this for sure,” Thor smirks as Jane drags him toward the water. “Tell me if we are going back anytime soon…”
“Guys?” Blinking you look at Bucky and Steve before all three of you shake your head.
“Sorry, Tony but we are out of business…well kinda. Loki is taking care of business and we are on permanent vacation, Stark.”
“Permanent…shit.” Falling into the sand Tony covers his eyes with his arm, groaning as he is bored to hell and back. “How about I’ll invent more stuff?”
“Go ahead, Ton’s we all need a better air conditioner. Invent one not striking in the middle of the night and you can come over to our side of the island any time…”
“Alright, young lady…”
“Now…let me enjoy another cocktail.”
“I must say, our new life ain’t that bad…” Bucky exclaims as his hands wander to your ass.
“Not bad at all, Mr. Barnes. How about you and Mr. Rogers follow me inside?”
Request: Would you please write for Bucky & reader, wherein he's in love with Natasha but is forced to marry reader, he's never home ignores her even when she tries hard. She even must work as a waitress for money, one-night Brock tries to rape her, Steve arrives just in time and saves her. They become good friends. It's on you if you want her to stay with Bucky or get married to Steve. It could be an au where they are not Avengers.
Pairing: Mobster!Bucky x Reader, Mobster!Steve x Reader, former Mobster!Bucky x Natasha (implied), Sam Wilson, Tony Stark
Warnings: angst, unrequited love, mentions of attempted rape/cheating, fighting over a girl, jealous/angry Bucky, sad reader, comforting, possessive Bucky, sad reader
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Turning in your bed you wonder why the mattress is soft and comfortable. You are used waking up having back pain due to the thin mattress on your bed.
Your eyes blink open and a pair of blue eyes search your face. A large palm is cradling your cheek as Bucky leans closer, trying to kiss your lips but you flinch away. Pushing against his chest.
He wants to say something, wants to stop you from getting out of the bed but you are faster, already grabbing your clothes to get ready for work.
“It’s 7 am, Baby Girl. Come back to bed.” Bucky mutters watching you grab your shoes. “I got no time for more sleep; unlike you, I have a job to earn money legally.”
Bucky’s forehead wrinkles as he watches you opening the door to his bedroom. In a blink, he jumps out of the bed to slam the door shut before you can leave the room.
“You’ll come back to bed right now and sleep some more,” Bucky warns, glaring at you with stormy blue eyes.
“I can’t. I need to eat, and I don’t like to steal food and to get stuff out of a dumpster is unhealthy.” You spat trying to grab the door handle, but your husband slaps your hand away.
“Last warning, Baby Girl.” Your husband towers over you, angrily clenching his jaw as he waits for your reaction.
“Stop calling me like this! I know you called this woman Baby Girl too. You are disgusting. Jumping from one woman to another only as your precious Natasha betrayed you.” Cursing you slap his hand away when Bucky tries to touch you once again.
“You’re my wife. No one treats you like Natasha did.” Bucky mutters glaring at you. “I never called her Baby Girl either.”
“Since when? You ignored me, treated me like I’m a disgusting creature. You even spent our wedding night with this woman. I can’t even look at you without feeling the betrayal. I always adored and loved you. I tried anything to be a good wife even knowing you don’t want me. I thought you would at least treat me like a human being not like junk.” Now tears slip down your cheeks and Bucky tries to touch you again but you flinch away.
“Y/N, I made mistakes but please, Baby Girl give me a chance. We can be a good pair.”
Scoffing you shake your head, not believing a single word leaving Bucky’s lips. Your eyes drift toward the bed, the bed he shared with another woman every night while you slept on a hard mattress in a cold room.
“Mistakes? If Steve didn’t come to save me this disgusting man would’ve violated and killed me! You would’ve been happy 'cause in that case my death meant freedom to you and your true love. I’m nothing but a cheap substitute or even worse you want to use me to show everyone what a fine man you are. Nothing you say will make me believe you are genuinely interested in my well being. Not 48 hours ago you would’ve been happy to see me dead – that’s the truth – nothing else.”
Your chest heaves up and down as you begin to feel dizzy. Bucky tries to steady you recognizing you start to pass out, but you push him away causing you to fall to the ground.
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“Maybe we should call Doctor Cho again? She said Y/N should’ve woken by now.” Sam mutters glancing at your unconscious form.
“Cho said the stress was too much. Y/N needs a rest. Did you quit her job for me?” Bucky barks pacing around his bedroom.
“Y/N won’t be happy. How shall she get food now, boss?” Sam retorts an angry expression all over his face.
“I’ll provide anything she needs, Wilson.” Bucky narrows his eyes glaring at Sam. “That’s none of your business either way.”
“Since when do you provide anything, Buck? As far as I know, Y/N had to sell her car, work at a diner and buy everything she needed to survive on her own. Hell, she slept in a cold storage room on the cheapest and hardest mattress I ever saw. You treat your dogs better than your wife.” Steve snarls circling his friend like prey. His eyes drift toward you lie on Bucky’s new bed and his features soften when you start flinching.
“She’s my wife, not yours. You managed to get divorced, Stevie. Keep your hands to yourself.” Bucky warns but Steve is rather unimpressed. Rushing to your side he checks on you before his friend gets the chance.
“If I would’ve ignored Y/N’s plight she would be damaged beyond repair or dead by now. I saved your wife as you are not able to protect her. Or rather as you didn’t care at all. Don’t act as if she means anything to you. Y/N is not a toy you can play with as your favorite toy is broken or preferred to let someone else play with her.” Steve is pissed and angry. He won’t let his friend hurt you even more.
“Y/N is still my wife!”
Sam flinches at his bosses’ outburst. He knows Bucky far too long to interfere right now, so he remains silent, motioning Clint to follow him outside.
“Wife…sure. This means nothing to you. You’re a selfish little boy trying to replace one toy with another. I will not let you hurt her even more. She suffered for months. I know everything. The dinner she prepared from her spared money, Y/N told me about it…” Steve’s eyes never leave your face as you start sobbing in your sleep.
“She did…” Bucky whispers remembering the pained expression all over your face. That night he broke something inside of you. He could see the light in your eyes fading every day more since then. “I had a bad day and ate on my way home. Y/N was so sugar sweet and I couldn’t bear it. I hate her father with every fiber of my body for killing my brother. He forced me into this marriage, Steve.”
“No reason to hurt Y/N. She was never part of his business. Y/N lived in France with her mother until she died. You knew that Y/N always was afraid of her father. You didn’t see the smile on her face the day you married her, because she thought you will protect her. Y/N was wrong…” Steve whispers taking your hand in his, kissing your knuckles softly. “Give her to me, Buck. I’ll love her the way she deserves it. You can marry someone suiting your taste. Someone slutty and cold-hearted like Natasha.”
“Y/N is mine. You will keep your greedy fingers off her, or we are done!” Bucky warns but Steve keeps on watching you. His fingers gently brush a few strands out of your face, and you start stirring.
Bucky’s hands ball into fists seeing his best friend touching his wife. Steve has no right to judge his intentions. He’s got no clue what Bucky feels right now.
“Get away from her…now,” Bucky warns as you blink your eyes open, meeting worried blue eyes. Steve smiles at you, taking your hand in his to plant a soft kiss to the palm.
“Hey. How do you feel?” Steve whispers as your eyes land on Bucky. Flinching away out of instinct you look away, starting to shake again. “Don’t worry. No one will hurt you, Y/N. Promised. You passed out.”
“I felt dizzy. I think my blood sugar is too low. I haven’t eaten since work. I had half a sandwich at work. Bruce made me one.” You whisper and Bucky gasps. He forgot about dinner and dragged you into his bedroom.
“Low blood sugar?” Bucky asks but you do not react, just looking at Steve who gently strokes your hand.
“Are you diabetic, Y/N?” Steve whispers and you nod, pointing toward your pants. “I got some old sweets in my pockets, just in case. Stress and all make it worse.” Your voice is thin, and you look weaker than ever before as Steve gets up to check your pockets.
All he can find are five dollars, an old picture of you and Bucky as you were kids and a sticky sweet. “Uh…that’s sticky. I don’t think you can eat this.” Steve stammers looking at the sweet.
“It’s fine. I like these French sweets, mom used to buy me, but these are cheaper.” You shrug taking the sticky sweets out of his hands. “It does the job even if it’s not delicious. You have to spare as a waitress.” Steve’s eyes water watching you eat the old sweet to regulate your blood sugar.
“Y/N…I didn’t know.” Bucky gasps as Steve moves his fingers through your hair, not taking his eyes off you.
“You know nothing about me as you never cared. I’ll leave as soon as I packed my stuff. You can get your Natasha back. I don’t care any longer. I accepted you will never even like me, James. Just let me go, we never consummated marriage so we can have an annulment.”
“You never…” Steve’s eyes drift toward your embarrassed face and the words die in his throat.
“I want you to leave me and my wife alone now.” Bucky’s voice is lower now, dangerous and Steve knows he must be careful if he wants to win you over. Starting a fight or being violently in front of you is the wrong way.
“I’ll come back later to check on Y/N. I’ll call Doctor Cho to ask her about diabetes.” Steve states leaning over you to plant a soft kiss to your hair. “He won’t hurt you, promised.
“Of course not!” Bucky curses. “She’s my wife. Now leave the room so I can take care of her. I’m her husband – not you, Steven. I can handle this situation. No need to come around.”
“I’ll come around later, Buck. You can’t stop me.” Steve smirks before he looks at you one last time. “I’m going to win her heart over, Bucky. I’m a free man, and unlike you, I have feelings for Y/N.” Steve whispers the last words into his friends’ ear.
Bucky watches his friend leave the room, ignoring his racing heart before he turns around only to see you turned away from him to curl into a ball.
“Y/N, please talk to me. I quit your job. I want you to get healthy again and we can talk about your duties as my wife. I want you to come with me on a business trip next month. France…you like France – right?” Bucky stammers sitting next to you on the bed.
“I hate France. It’s the place my mother got murdered. Do you believe I would love it? It was my home once, now it’s the place I lost the only person ever loving me.” You whisper not looking at Bucky.
“Goddammit! I can’t do anything right.” He curses himself as his hand wanders to your back, gently stroking it. You ignore the tingling in your body as you know it’s only a matter of time he finds someone taking Natasha’s place.
“I never said you shall try…” Voice cracking you close your eyes. “It’s too late to fix anything. We are not meant to be, James. It’s better this way. We will part ways and no one gets hurt any longer. I’m too tired to keep on trying. I’m just done…”
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“I want all the information about James Buchanan Barnes, his business…anything.” Steve orders and Tony raises an eyebrow. “Don’t you know everything about your best buddy?”
“I know what he let me know, Tony. I need to know every dirty detail. Y/N is not safe with Bucky any longer, or rather she never was. Not 48 hours ago Brock managed to get close to her due to my friend's mistake.” Steve says and Tony looks around the room, glancing at the picture of Sharon on Steve’s desk.
“What happened to you and Sharon? I thought she was the one.” Tony’s eyes meet Steve’s, but he refuses to answer. “Steve?”
“She realized I’m in love with someone else. I wanted to marry Y/N for years. I offered her father anything he wanted but he refused. He’s a cruel man. Her father knew Bucky will hate his daughter and still he forced him to marry her.” Steve grabs the picture of Sharon, tossing it into the bin. “I’ll win her over – no matter what…”
“I’ll get you all the needed information but in the end, Y/N needs to make a decision.”
“For the first time in her life, she will be the one deciding, Tony. I’ll accept her decisions, no matter what, but this doesn’t mean I can’t play dirty…”
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“Please give me a chance to make it up to you. There is a reason I treated you badly. Your father is responsible for my brother’s death.” Bucky says as he lies down behind you.
“I know, James. I was there and heard the rumors. That’s one reason I tried anything to make you happy, to be a good wife. I bore every harsh word, anything to make you feel better. I thought one day you would see I’m not like my father. I didn’t expect you to love someone else and hating me that much.” You don’t look at Bucky, don’t react when moves closer to kiss your neck.
“Do you remember when the night after you turned eighteen?” His arms wrap tightly around your body and it reminds you of the night you were happy with him. The night before your father sent you and your mother away. The night you lost your virginity to Bucky.
“No…” You lie. It was the best night of your life as you felt loved by the man you loved since you are five years old. “Why should I remember something happening almost six years ago?” Sniffling you fall silent as Bucky presses his body closer to yours, grazing your jugular with his nose.
“You were so beautiful and all the tiny noises you made. We had to be silent to not let your father hear us. I know you remember the night we made love, Y/N.” His voice low, seducing Bucky tries anything to bring good memories back, but you refuse to give in.
“Not love. You used me like any other girl. My father got mad knowing you deflorated his good girl the next day and sent me and mom away. I was barely gone, and you had someone else. I was no one special. That night was nothing special to you. As always you had what you wanted and lost interest.” Your voice trembles at the memory of Wanda sending you pictures of Bucky kissing another girl not one week after touching you.
“How do you want to know? That’s a lie!” Bucky growls. “I wasn’t with someone else.”
“I saw the pictures, James. You kissed this girl. What was her name? Maria? I still had friends in New York not forgetting about me. They stayed in contact and made me see I must forget about you. I was a mess after my father forced me to leave you behind.” Now the tears start falling remembering the betrayal you felt.
“Y/N, it was a kiss. I was tipsy and at a party. She kissed me… I never felt anything for her. I missed you back then.” Bucky whispers but you ignore his words.
“I never even looked at another boy in France. I dreamed of the day I can see you again but then…” Your voice cracks as you glance at your wedding band. “You had Natasha and I knew I never meant shit to you…” Trembling in your husband's arms you slide the ring off your finger, letting it fall to the ground.
“I will not give you up. You’re my wife. You’re mine – always should’ve been only mine. Steve can’t touch you. I…please…” Bucky tightens his hold on you, seeing the ring lie abandoned onto the floor. “I’ll make you see I can be a good husband.”
“I always was only yours, James…”
“No one else?” Now Bucky lifts his head, glancing at your face as you bury your head into the pillow. “Should’ve used the opportunity to fuck anyone crossing my path as you did. I was waiting for you to bring me home.”
“Y/N…” Gasps leave Bucky’s lips and you can feel his erection grow against you. “Only mine…”
“No…James. No more yours…”
“I’ll make sure you are only mine. I’m your husband, you are my wife. No one will keep you away from me ever again…”
“What if I do love Steve…?”
Bucky feels a pull at his heart hearing the words he always feared leaving your lips. Steve can never have you. Bucky rather dies than giving you up…
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“Boss, I got something juicy. I’m sure Bucky will give her up if you use this against him…” Clint chuckles.
“Shit, that’s bad…” Steve glances at the information Clint found.
If he uses this information you will turn your back toward Bucky, but can he willingly destroy his friendship with Bucky and hurt you only to get what he wants?
Request: Would you please write for Bucky & reader, wherein he's in love with Natasha but is forced to marry reader, he's never home ignores her even when she tries hard. She even must work as a waitress for money, one-night Brock tries to rape her, Steve arrives just in time and saves her. They become good friends. It's on you if you want her to stay with Bucky or get married to Steve. It could be an au where they are not Avengers.
Pairing: Mobster!Bucky x Mobster!Reader, Mobster!Steve x Mobster!Reader, Gamora, Wade Wilson, Nick Fury
Warnings: angst, feisty reader, language, mentions of sex, tension, talk about ‘family’ business, fluff, comforting, light smut, violence
Consolation Bride Masterlist
A few weeks later…
“How is work?” Glancing at Gamora you can see the hesitation in her eyes. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
“You said no sex and giving favors to customers or your men but one tried yesterday. I came just in time as he wanted Hilary to give him a blowjob.” Gamora exhales and you jump up.
“Who?”
“It’s fine, okay. We are used to giving favors and stuff. At least we are safe here and get paid for our work. I don’t want to lose my job.” You can see the fear in her eyes, knowing that look all too well.
“Gamora, this isn’t about you or the others. It’s about me, James’s and my word. I gave you my word and someone tried to make me look like a liar. This is inexcusable.” Angrily pacing around the room you barely recognize Bucky entered the room moments ago.
“I want to know the name, Gamora. My wife gave you and the other girls her word. In our business a handshake and respect mean something.”
Bucky steps closer placing a piece of paper and a pencil onto the counter. “You don’t have to say the name, just write it onto the paper and no one needs to know it was you telling us so.”
Unusually softly Bucky stands next to you, smiling as you run your hand up and down his back. “Thank you, Buck.” Whispering the words in his ear you plant a soft kiss to his cheek.
“Anytime, wife…” A dirty smirk on his lips Bucky grabs the pencil, looking at you, waiting.
“What?” Blinking a few times you look up at your husband, reaching out for his hair. He cut off his shaggy hair and you must admit he looks good…very good with short hair. “Looks good, Baby…”
“Yeah? I thought that we all need a change in life at one point.” Sliding your fingers through his short looks you glance at his lips before you let him kiss you fiercely. “Great you like it. I was afraid you would hate it.”
“No. It looks hot.” Watching Gamora write the name onto the piece of paper you nod. “Take the day off, you and your sister and tell the other girls this will not happen again. My husband will make sure of it.”
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“I swear she offered to blow me, boss. I would never…” Bucky’s gloved metal fist meets his newest additions face. “Boss…”
“I miss Pietro.”
“Same, Baby Girl. He was always reliable, Wade. Did what I was asking him to do and dared not to touch my girls or anything. My wife…” Pointing at you Bucky smirks. “You see her over there. She’s pretty, isn’t she?”
“Boss? I don’t understand…” Wade pants, wiping the blood away.
“Would you force her to blow you off too? Hmm… Would you dare to touch my girl?” Angrily slamming Wade into the wall Bucky glares at him.
“I would never dare to even look at your wife, boss. I swear.” Panicked Wade gulps hard. “I didn’t know it’s not allowed to have fun with the girls. I was always allowed to have fun…”
“We have rules, Wade. My wife, you remember the woman you will not even look at…” Bucky leans closer, glaring at Wade. “She promised these abused and scared girls protection and that no one will be forced to have sex…”
“I didn’t know, boss. I swear…” Wade pants heavily feeling a gun pressed to his chin.
“I just talked to the girl, she smiled, and I told her I’d like her lips wrapped around my cock. I swear I never wanted to force her, only opened my pants and then she sniffled, and that chick stormed into the room.”
“Those girls got forced into sex business, okay. If you tell her you want her lips around your dick, she will do so as the other guys would’ve killed her or worse.” Bucky curses and Wade’s eyes widen.
“I swear…shit. I didn’t want to force her, boss. I just came back from Chicago two days ago. My favorite girl wasn’t in the club, she likes to suck me off…” Stammering Wade looks at Bucky. “On free terms, promised…”
“I will tell you this only once. The new girls are off-limits. You touch them, you’ll regret it. Our girls are in the club to dance, serve drinks and entertain, not to blow you off.” Bucky warns securing his gun.
“Boss, I will never even look at one of the girls, only my girl…you know. We are kinda a thing.” Shrugging the man looks at you, waiting for your confirmation he won’t die tonight.
“Let him go, Bucky. I think he’s telling the truth. Hilary has a thing for idiots.” Smirking you watch Wade run out of the room, almost tripping over his feet.
“He’s a good driver and bodyguard but a cocky idiot.” Bucky groans, closing his eyes. “I got a terrible headache…” Falling onto the couch he cracks his neck, closing his eyes to enjoy the silence.
“Headache…hmm…” Straddling Bucky’s lap you gently start rubbing his temple.
“Feels so good, Y/N. Your hands are magic for sure. I can feel the pain fade away.” Bucky husks as you laugh at his words.
“Just relax, husband.” James leans into your touch, moans as you place a soft kiss to his lips. “You are so sexy with short hair…” Gently slide your fingers through his hair you deepen the kiss, grinding against the growing bulge in his pants.
“Baby…” His hands move to your face, cradling it to keep you in place, to not lose the chance to have you pressed against him. “Love you…”
“This whole situation is so…” Lifting your body you let Bucky fumble his pants open to free his aching cock. “I want to talk to you and Steve…but…” Sinking onto your husband you grip his shoulders, panting as he just watches you touch his face. “I love you too…”
Bucky is guiding your movement, thrusting up into you with long strokes while you slide your fingers through his hair, gripping it tightly now and then to kiss him fiercely.
“Just like that, Y/N. God, you feel so good around me, only you, doll.” Gripping Bucky’s shoulders you rock your hips faster, grinding against him to reach the peak you grave so badly.
“Take what’s yours…” Panting against your lips Bucky curses your name as you still your hips, letting him paint your walls. “Fuck…” Rubbing your clit furiously Bucky watches your face contort as you arch your back.
Nails digging into his rough leather jacket your fall over the edge, whimpering your husband’s name.
A few moments you are silently, just resting your head against his shoulder to hold tight onto him.
“I’m not that strong, Bucky. I just play my role well. Killing that man was awful but I need to earn the respect of my men and yours…”
“You have my respect for bearing your shitty husband. I know you will never be able to forgive me, but don’t give up on me. Please.” Your fingers can’t resist sliding through his hair as you just look into his blue eyes.
“Did you cut your hair to look more like Steve?” Laughing you kiss his lips as Bucky nods eagerly, loving you slip your tongue into his mouth. “I love him too…”
“I know, Y/N…” Rubbing your back Bucky let you play with his hair. “We need to…”
“It’s a different kind of love, James. I love you since childhood and there’s a connection between the two of us, not even you or Steve can break.” His eyes search yours while you keep on talking.
“What do you want to do?” Heart beating faster Bucky waits for your response, but you’ve got no answer.
“Honestly…” Sighing you lean your head against his chest, patting his arm. “I don’t know, James. Do you have an idea?”
“Dirty threesome’s?” James laughs and you giggle against him, not knowing how to clean the mess you and Bucky caused to hurt each other.
“I can’t hurt Steve, you know that. He’s a kind man and loves me.” Humming Bucky gently rubs your back, hating he messed up your marriage.
“Maybe you should try with him. I’m a big boy and will survive your rejection.” Your head snaps upward and you fist Bucky’s jacket.
“Do you have another chick?” Jealousy plastered all over your face you look at your husband.
“Doll, I cut my hair for you. I got no one else but Steve is the better man, you are right. He loves you and unlike me, he didn’t mess up.” Bucky whispers and you hum against his lips. “You’re better off without me.”
“Maybe…” Letting Bucky’s words sink in you press your body tighter to his. “Maybe not…”
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“That’s an interesting idea, Steve.” Not listening to Steve’s explanations, you recall Bucky’s words. Steve is a nice man; you have feelings for him but he’s not Bucky…
“Did you listen at all,” Steve smirks, knowing your mind is elsewhere right now. “I can repeat the highlights of my speech.”
“I…sorry, Steve. It’s just…” Sighing you fall into an armchair in his office. “We are in a messed up situation and I got no clue what to do now.”
“Maybe you should give Bucky a chance. I know he was a shitty husband, but he loves you and I can step back, make space to let your relationship bloom.” Steve tries to set you free, just like Bucky and your heart flutters.
“Bucky said the same, Steve but…” Sniffling you glance at your wedding band. “I’m selfish and don’t want to lose one of you. I just don’t know how this shall work. How can I love two men at the same time?”
“Y/N,…” Kneeling next to the armchair Steve squeezes your knee, smiling up at you. “Take your time, to decide. Bucky and I will accept your wish this time. No more fooling around. If you say we shall only be friend’s I’ll try my best.”
“You’re a saint, Rogers.” Laughing Steve shakes his head. “No, not at all, Y/N. I’m selfish too. I’ll do anything to be close to you.”
“God, this is so frustrating.”
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“Steve said he would set me free too.” Glancing at you lie on your shared bed Bucky nods silently.
“I talked to Steve and we agreed to make sure you don’t feel any pressure to decide anything. It’s all up to you. No more tricks or lies. I love you; Steve loves you and we know you love both of us. Just take your time and tell us what you want.” Jumping onto the bed Bucky pokes your sides, tickling you till you start squealing.
“Enough…I can’t….” Laughing you fight against Bucky’s fingers. “I want both of you…” Blurring the words out you pant as Bucky presses a soft kiss to your temple.
“You’ll get what you want, doll.” Eying your husband warily you nod.
“But I want to stay your wife, James. I just can’t let Steve go. Maybe one day we decide that this can’t work out, but I’d like to try to be with both of you.”
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“Anything new agent?” Fury looks around the shady room, gulping as his agent tells him what happened to Hydra’s club. “Did you see Barnes killing anyone or Rogers?”
“No. I heard gunshots, but Lewis didn’t let us out of the van. I know one of them killed the men. All I can tell is that Y/N, Y/L/N freed the girls and offered protection. She even did a number on Wade as he tried to get a blowjob from one of the girls.” Glancing at his agent Fury squares his jaw.
“Don’t start to develop a friendship with a mobster’s wife. I know she seems to be a nice girl, but people tend to die around her. Her mother, Wanda Maximoff…” Fury’s eyes meet his agents and he knows it’s too late.
“I don’t think it’s her fault she ended up next to Bucky Barnes. Her father forced her into this marriage. Y/N had nothing to do with Wanda Maximoff’s or her mothers’ death either. Maybe she’s the one we need to bring Barnes, Rogers, and Stark down.”
Walking toward the kitchen she can feel Fury’s eyes on her. “I’m not her friend or anything. I’m still a federal agent, Director Fury.”
“Agent, feeling compassion for a target or a person close to a target can be deadly. Listen to me or die, agent. This is not the time to find a new friend. We want to take down the mob.”
“Director Fury, with all due respect, Y/N is more than a girl among mobsters. She knows things about her father’s Empire and her husbands. If I can make her my friend she can help us bring Barnes down for sure, maybe even Rogers.”
“Fine. You’ll get a month to make her your friend. If she’s helpful, I might let her off the hook. Now I want to hear your report…”
Request: Would you please write for Bucky & reader, wherein he’s in love with Natasha but is forced to marry reader, he’s never home ignores her even when she tries hard. She even has to work as a waitress for money, one-night Brock tries to rape her, Steve arrives just in time and saves her. They become good friends. It’s on you if you want her to stay with Bucky or get married to Steve. It could be an au where they are not Avengers.
Pairing: Mobster!Bucky x Mobster!Reader, Mobster!Steve x Mobster!Reader, Thor Odinson, Tony Stark
“Everything looks good, Bucky. The arm is working just like I planned, and you should be able to feel with it too.” Tony explains as you talk to Thor to give him new orders to check on your father’s business while you spend the day with your husband and his best friend.
“I can feel my wife’s wet pussy when I finger her.” Bucky snarls glaring at Steve, but the blonde is busy watching you patting Thor’s bicep.
Bucky is following Steve’s eyes and starts clenching his jaw to the point of pain. He doesn’t like your tall bodyguard one bit, you on the other hand trust this man more than your husband.
“Did you listen at all, Barnes?” Tony smirks, knowing both men are jealous of your friendship with Thor Odinson, your tall protector.
“You told me shit about the arm. I told you I can feel my wife’s pussy. Next.” Bucky is pacing around the room, not liking the way Thor leans closer to whisper something into your ear. You chuckle lightly and Thor throws his head back, laughing with his whole body.
“I hate him…” Steve mutters through gritted teeth. His eyes dart between you and Thor and back to your husband starting to pant heavily.
“Same…” Bucky is walking toward his friend, pointing at Thor. “You ‘an I need to make sure she knows where she belongs to.” Steve glances at Bucky, silently agreeing to ‘share’ you with his friend.
Bucky is close to exploding when Thor dares to tug a loose strand of your hair behind your ear. Before he can say something you peck Thor’s cheek to send him away.
“You…” While you walk toward Tony you ignore Steve and Bucky’s behavior. “That’s…look at me wife! How can you flirt with Thor in front of me?” Brow cocked you look at Bucky, a dirty grin all over your face.
“Oh, you’re here too, Bucky? Thought you left half an hour ago. So, it was you muttering stupid comments and staring daggers into Thor’s back.” Chuckling you pat your husbands’ shoulder before you turn your attention toward Steve.
“Y/N, it’s not okay to lead us on and flirt with Thor.” Steve is glaring at you, not able to hold back the frustration of having you so close and not being able to touch you.
“You weren’t better, Steve. Thor is my friend, my protector since childhood, almost like a freaking tall brother to me. Stop acting like a pack of Alpha’s around him or he will for sure mop the floor with you two next time.” Turning on your heels you ignore both men follow you out of the room.
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“That’s all for today?” Glancing at Steve you chuckle as he paces around the room while Bucky sits on the couch, arms crossed over his chest he stares holes into the air. “I thought you wanted to talk about something important with me, Barnes. I’ve got more important things to do than watching you breathe.” Turning to leave you get stopped by Steve.
His large hands push you back onto the armchair, keeping you in place and you must admit you like his rougher side. Wetting your lips, you ask yourself if he’s dominant in the bedroom too.
“I want you to know Steve and I will court for you.” Bucky clears his throat, pointing at you before his eyes meet Steve’s.
“That’s right, Y/N. Bucky and I agreed we have to end this fight like gentlemen and seduce you.” Steve states proudly as you start cackling slapping your thigh. Laughing so hard tears roll down your cheeks you gasp for air.
“Doll? Did we say something funny?” Confused Bucky looks at Steve for help as you can’t stop laughing.
“Guys…god…” Snorting you get up to lean your head against Steve’s chest to keep on laughing till your stomach hurts. “I won’t let you court for me, not at all. I’m telling you what I want, James…later…”
Wiping your eyes, you suppress your laughter as you can see Bucky is close to losing his patience, just like Steve.
“You can’t just laugh about us! We love you!” Steve is looking at his friend with wide eyes as he storms toward you to press you against the wall, claiming your lips roughly.
“Bucky, that wasn’t the plan.” Watching his friend devouring your mouth Steve starts clenching his jaw. “We agreed to court for her…”
“Screw the plan, Stevie. She’s my wife and I want to bend her over the couch and take her hard. I don’t care if you are around or want to have your way with her later…” Bucky growls before he tries to kiss you once again. This time his lips meet your hand.
“None of you will touch me for quite a while. I told you I’m not the girl you pushed aside and for sure I won’t exchange one man trying to rule my life for another.” Steve let your words sink in to realize he acted like his best friend.
“I’m sorry, Y/N. I’ll leave and you can talk things out with your husband. I shouldn’t have agreed to a plan cursed from the beginning.” Steve leaves the room, hating he will never have a chance with you.
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“I told you that I will never let you go. You’re my wife and I love you. Steve is a nice guy but I know you love me too. Just give me the chance to prove I can be a good husband.” Bucky is circling you as you redress to meet up with Thor.
“James, I told you what you did to me is unforgivable. I owe you respect for saving my life, and I know you did it as you do have feelings for me but…” Pointing at the bed behind you your eyes darken. “Not months ago, you fucked her on this bed, made her scream and called her my love.”
“You heard…” Bucky moves his hand through his hair, silently cursing himself for hurting you.
“Yeah, I heard, James. Your whore wasn’t exactly silent, and you encouraged her every fucking night. I was used to falling asleep to her moans and your grunts. This is something you can’t fix with your puppy dog eyes or nice words.”
“Y/N, please don’t leave me. I’ll do anything.” Bucky is offering you the wedding band he picked up to keep it in his pocket. “Please…”
“I will not leave you, James. You and I are the rulers of Brooklyn by now. We need each other and I will share my bed with you but…” Tapping your heart you give him a bitter smile. “Love is something else, Bucky. You betrayed me in more than just one way and I can’t forgive…” Walking toward the door you take the wedding band as you pass him by.
“Yet…doll…” Bucky whispers watching you leave the room. “I’ll make sure you will love me again, even if I have to involve Stevie…”
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“That’s all, Y/N but Steve Rogers is waiting outside. Shall I send him in or drag him out?” Thor chuckles lightly and you can’t help yourself and giggle as you used to as a child every time Thor made you laugh.
“Let him in and go home to Jane. I don’t want her to roast my ass as I tend to occupy her husband far too long.” Thor gives you a warm smile before he squeezes your hand gently.
“Whatever you decide, I’ll be by your side till the end, you know that, kiddo. You and I are brother and sister, it doesn’t matter to me we are not related by blood.” Thor is a good-hearted soul and you know he means what he says.
“I appreciate your offer, but we want to live a bit longer, Thor. Now hush and go home to your lovely wife and make an awful amount of perfect little Odinson’s, you big dummy.” Chuckling you bump your hip into his side as you lead him out of your father’s office.
The moment Thor is gone Steve storms into your office, panting heavily. “I…fuck…” Stunned you feel Steve pressing you into the wall to breathe against your lips. “I want you…”
“Steve…” Your fingers slide through his golden hair and you kiss him back. Open-mouthed, full of hunger you crash your lips onto his plump ones to devour your husband’s best friend.
“I want you too…” Between kissing each-other and cursing now and then you manage to get undressed before you find yourself pinned underneath Steve. His hands in your hair, lips nipping along your collarbone while he slides right into your welcoming heat.
“You feel so good, like heaven.” Steve moans against your lips, leaving you breathless with every thrust of his hips. “Beautiful…”
Your hands slide over his back as you wrap your legs around his waist to let him slide deeper into you.
Steve is taking his time, moving slowly and gently he savors the moment. He waited for way too long to be with you. Back then Steve wanted to ask you out, but Bucky was faster and won your heart.
“Steve…” Gentle hands slide all over your skin as he slowly starts thrusting harder into you. Not leaving you untouched for a moment Steve moans against your lips, feeling your walls tightening around his length.
“Going to cum, Y/N. Can I cum inside?” You nod silently and Steve buries his face into your neck, letting go right after you start shaking underneath his tall frame. “Feels so good, Y/N…can die happy now.”
Laughing you press his warm body to yours, letting Steve pepper kisses along your neck. “We don’t want to die now, don’t we?”
“I just…” Glancing at your wedding band Steve clears his throat. “Bucky wants to make you happy so he…”
“Don’t tell me he gave you permission to have sex with me, Steve.” Angry you glare up at Steve as he bites his kissable lips.
“I’m sorry…I just couldn’t stay away from you. Bucky said I can court for you if I agree to respect his marriage and feelings too.”
“Oh, god! Don’t tell me you agreed to have a polyamorous relationship with me…” Covering your eyes with your hand you groan as Steve hums silently.
“We can make you feel so good…Y/N…” Bucky purrs watching his friend sliding his hands over your body. “You, Steve and I will rule this town…”
Request: Would you please write for Bucky & reader, wherein he’s in love with Natasha but is forced to marry reader, he’s never home ignores her even when she tries hard. She even has to work as a waitress for money, one-night Brock tries to rape her, Steve arrives just in time and saves her. They become good friends. It’s on you if you want her to stay with Bucky or get married to Steve. It could be an au where they are not Avengers.
Pairing: Mobster!Bucky x Mobster!Reader, Mobster!Steve x Mobster!Reader, Thor Odinson, Dr. Cho
The days after Arianna attacked you were a blur. You had to check on Bucky who was in an artificial coma to recover.
Every day you spent with ‘your’ men and every night you spent at the hospital, watching over Bucky.
Steve was with you every day too. He almost clung to you and you must admit you got closer. It happened subconsciously but now you are in too deep.
Sam helped you preparing the burial for your father. You fulfilled all his wishes, Steve was by your side the whole time, holding your hand.
Now you are in your father’s office, looking through his papers as you debate to watch the video he left for you as his last will.
“You should watch it, boss.” Thor, one of your father’s best men rumbles. He was always kind and he’s one of the few being loyal to you after your father’s death. Many men just left, telling you or rather Sam they won’t work for a chick.
“You’re right, Thor. I just don’t know if I can face him yet. I hated him for most of my life, but he protected me. He kept me safe.” Your eyes water but you blink the tears away, pressing play to watch the video.
Your father seems to be nervous and you wonder why. You never saw him like that before. Thor’s hand squeezes your shoulder tightly, to make sure you know that at least he is on your side.
“Dear daughter…no…Y/N. I know life wasn’t always easy by my side. First I need to tell you I always loved you and your mom. After her death, I realized I need to make things up to you. I tried to do so by telling Bucky to marry you. I swear I thought he still loves you, that his behavior is only a game he plays to make sure I do not harm him or you. It wasn’t me telling Mark’s father Bucky killed his son. I swear on your mother’s grave, Poppy…”
Your father clears his throat, wiping away a few tears before he points toward the bookshelf behind him.
“You still got the necklace of your mom – right?”
Glancing at the chain around your neck you nod, as if your father could see the motion. He’s smiling, knowing you looked down at the necklace right now.
“Good. Use the key hanging from the chain after your removed Tolstoy’s ‘A Confession’. A door will open, and you find everything you need to take over my empire and bring Arianna and her family down. I know Bucky didn’t go easy on you, believing I’m responsible for his brother’s death and I’m sorry but I had to make sure you don’t fall victim to Mark’s family. If you listen to my words now I’m dead and I pray you are safe, Poppy. Please don’t trust anyone but Steve, Bucky, and Thor. I know you will hate me but please call Bruce Banner…he’s one of my men too.”
“Son of a bitch!” Cursing you stop the video shaking your head. “Is everyone in my life a mobster?”
“Y/N, he asked Bruce to take care of you, to make sure you are safe and earn enough money to survive. Your father wanted to talk to James but then Brock attacked you and before he could clarify a few things Arianna happened. I’m sorry, I failed to protect your father.” Thor sighs heavily, guilt-ridden he glances at the TV.
“You weren’t around, Thor. Father sent you away.”
“I know…”
Pressing play, you hold back more tears while your father tells you how much he loved you and your mother. That her death is still a mystery but that he assumes it was part of Arianna’s plan to bring you back home.
“I’ve got no proof, Poppy but I believe Mark’s father got to know I helped Bucky that night and that his brother was involved too. The only thing he didn’t know was that James killed Mark to protect you. I know it’s much to ask for but please take over my empire. Be what you always should’ve been, my heir, Poppy. All the things you learned in France, use it.”
“What does he mean?” Steve asks entering the room as you smirk at your father, nodding. “I wasn’t in France to study at the Sorbonne, Steve. I was there to learn about the family business.”
“Wait…what?” Gasping Steve plops onto a chair, shaking his head. “What else did you learn?” His blue eyes search your face as your grin widens.
“Simply everything, Steve… I just pushed all this knowledge away, tried to be the perfect wife for Bucky but now…” Pointing at the gun at your waistband you tilt your head. “No more shy girl, Stevie.”
“Why didn’t you fight back against Brock back then?” Your eyes drift toward your father as you blink away a few tears. “I don’t know Steve. I was so lost in my headspace; the place I pretend I belong, that I forgot how to fight back. It was as if I watched someone else getting attacked. Does that make sense?”
Nodding thoughtfully Steve gets up to pace around the room. His blue eyes meet yours as you smile at your friend. “Don’t worry. I needed to be saved back then. I needed you. Now be silent and listen to my father.”
“All important papers are hidden in this secret room too. Bank accounts, our business partners, enemies…dirty secrets. I can only beg you to be careful and only trust the men I named. I love you, Poppy. Now take over my business and show everyone you are the new boss in town.” Your father blows you a kiss before he smiles one last time at you. “I’m sorry, Y/N. Daddy loves you…”
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Two weeks later…
“What do you mean with he refuses to let the nurse help him? Why is he not training to use his prosthesis either?” Cursing you glare at Dr. Cho, shaking your head. “I’m not paying you for making excuses for my lazy husband. He has to get his ass out of this bed…like yesterday.”
“I tried, I swear but Mr. Barnes is refusing to let me help him, refuses to even let the nurse get close to him.” Dr. Cho sighs, hearing Bucky throwing things at the nurse trying to check on the prothesis at his left side.
“Get out, slut!” Bucky barks and you sigh heavily.
“I’ll handle this, Dr. Cho. Tell the nurse Bucky is sorry.” Ripping the door open your storm into the room, shaking your head.
“What the heck is wrong with you, Barnes?”
“I lost my arm! I can’t feel anything with this thing, not even get off any longer. You are asking me what’s wrong, Baby Girl? Seriously?” Bucky is angrily clenching his jaw. The bulge in his pants too prominent you chuckle lightly.
“Since when does Bucky Barnes give up that easily?” Teasing your husband, you push him back onto the bed before you slide your dress down your shoulders. Completely bare you straddle his lap.
Your fingers slide over his scared shoulder and he contorts his face. “I can’t even hold you in my arms…” Sighing you slap his cheek before you lean closer to him. Face only inches from Bucky’s you smirk. “It’s not like you ever wanted to hold me lately, Barnes.”
“Baby…did she hurt you? Are you okay? I couldn’t see or hear anything after she shot me. How did you make it out?” Bucky is gently squeezing your ass with his flesh hand as you bury your face into his neck, inhaling his musky scent deeply.
“Steve got out of the ropes. Arianna wanted to shoot your head, but Steve got hold of the weapon she dropped and shot her. I told him to take care of you first.”
“How did you get this thing at my body?” Cursing Bucky points toward Stark’s prosthesis. “Stark. Steve called him and Tony tried to use the remaining nerves to create a connection between your body and the artificial arm he created. It was hard work, Buck. Tony said you should be able to use this arm just like you used your flesh one. Even feel…"
Bucky gropes your ass with the flesh hand, trying to move your body up and down his crotch. “Fuck doll, I’m so hard it hurts.”
“Hmm…Mr. Barnes…if you want me to help you out.” Smirking you lock eyes with your husband. “Use your new arm, till then you won’t get any and I ride Steve’s dick…”
“What…” Growling Bucky tries anything to use the arm. His metal fingers twitched for a moment and you hum, moving your hand over the cool metal. “You want Steve…”
“Bucky it’s been months and we got closer while you were in a coma.” Now Bucky’s face falls and he refuses to look at you. “You know, I took over two empires, Buck. I think I can handle two guys…”
“Y/N…I…” Ignoring Bucky’s confused look you grind against his erection, taking what you want.
“You can choose, Buck. I got my empire, enough money, and power but I still want to fuck this huge cock of yours right now. Yes or no…”
Fisting Bucky’s hair you force him to look up at you and he starts panting heavily. Aroused as never he moans your name when you slide your fingers over his scarred shoulder. “Did you fuck Steve?” He gasps as you nibble along his jawline.
“Not yet…” Now Bucky growls as you bite his neck hard enough to leave an angry mark. “I wanted to fuck you first. Going to check out who can make me cum harder.” One hand slipping into his boxers you squeeze his hard member tightly, not caring about the whines leaving Bucky’s lips.
“You’re mine…my wife. You don’t fuck Stevie…”
“I’m past asking for permission or following orders, James. I’m going to fuck you now and maybe later I fuck your best friend. I haven’t decided yet.” Shrugging you crawl down Bucky’s body to slide his boxers down.
“Fuck…Y/N…I.” He gets no chance to form a coherent sentence as you straddle his lap, grabbing his cock to sink down his shaft, taking what you want.
Your hand collides with Bucky’s cheek and he starts panting heavily. “Shut up, Bucky. You are my slut from now on! I’m going to make you my good boy, only good for fucking me.”
“Holy hell, doll!” Shocked Bucky looks up at you with lust-blown pupils as you ignore his outburst. When you start to roll your hips Bucky wants to grab your hip with his flesh hand, but you slap it away.
“Both or none, Bucky!” You threaten and he growls with every slow movement of your hips. He needs all his strength, but he manages to slightly lift his prosthesis, cursing.
“You can do it, baby. You want to come, make me ride you harder!” Voice hard you fist Bucky’s hair, grinding against him to add pressure to your swollen bud.
Still fighting his body Bucky, tries to raise the arm again and fails. “I want to fuck you…” Gritting his teeth he pants against your lips as you breathe against him. “Forget it’s a foreign arm, see it as yours, James.”
Placing your hands onto Bucky’s chest you dig your knees into the mattress to move faster. He’s going crazy underneath you, trying anything to grab your hips he ignores the metal arm and lifts his flesh one.
Smiling you feel cool metal gripping your flesh tightly to guide your movement. Bucky is growling, suddenly fully aware he can touch you with this arm he flips you onto your back to pin your hands down. “Gonna fuck you hard…”
He’s pounding you hard the moment he has control over your body. You could easily get out of his grip, but you made him use the arm, so you submit for a moment by wrapping your legs around his waist. “Yeah, show me what you’ve got Barnes. Fuck me as you mean it.”
“You’re mine…” His hips start moving in a maddening pace while his stormy blue eyes watch you falling apart, crying out his name. “Fuck you’re so tight. Gonna fill you up, mark you as mine.”
Your toes start curling and you are close to falling over the edge as Bucky pulls out of you to flip you onto your stomach, using his metal arm like his normal one. You want to protest but Bucky is back on you, gripping your waist to shove you onto his cock, impaling you once again.
His flesh hand fists your hair while his metal one holds your thigh in a tight grip. He’s roughly thrusting into you, not caring about the obscene noises he presses out of you. “Scream my name, Baby Girl. I will make you mine all over again.”
Fisting the sheets, you feel the coil tightening and you are so close to your high it hurts. Your body moves on its own to meet Bucky’s punishing thrusts. He’s groaning behind you, feeling you finally wrapped around him, a dream coming true. “Come for me…” He orders or rather yells, and you squeeze him tightly.
“Fuck…”
Bucky lazily moves his hips to ride your high out until he spills his cum into you, chuckling at the sight of your spent body collapsing on the bed the moment he let go of your hair. “You look so pretty fucked out by me, Baby Girl.”
He takes a moment to pull out, just savoring the feeling of you wrapped around him as his cum seeps out of you. When he finally pulls out he slaps your ass with his metal hand chuckling when you curse his name.
“At least you learned how to use the arm.” Snuggling into the pillow you take a moment to catch your breath. “Yeah…” Bucky is crawling up your body, moving the cool metal hand over your thigh.
His breath is hot in your neck when he presses his chest to your back. “How is business lately, Mrs. Mobster?” Bucky chuckles into your neck. “I know you are pretty tough for such a tiny girl. Love it you are smaller than me.”
“I managed to keep daddy’s business running. Some men quit; they didn’t want to work under a girl. Thor, Bruce, and T'Challa are still with me. You should watch the video my father left.”
“Babe, I’d love to ‘work’ under you any time.” Bucky groans glancing at your naked form. His hands gently caress your back as the door to your bedroom opens and a flustered Steve tries to ignore your naked body right in front of him.
“Boss, we should talk…”
“Give me a minute, Stevie,” Bucky mutters and Steve clears his throat, pointing toward you. “Sorry, but she is the new boss in town, Buck. We need to talk about Mark’s father and more. You can join us…”
Bucky is clenching his jaw when you start chuckling into the pillow. You know he’s an Alpha type and hearing you have more power than him right now makes him furious. “So…I fucked my new boss, awesome.” A dirty grin on his lips Bucky moves down your body to bite your cheek.
“Buck’ we gotta work to do.” Steve insists trying so hard to ignore the tingling in his body or the twitch of his cock.
“Steve, give me a minute to feel my legs again and then we can talk about revenge, the business and how I want to ride your dick…”
Request: Would you please write for Bucky & reader, wherein he's in love with Natasha but is forced to marry reader, he's never home ignores her even when she tries hard. She even must work as a waitress for money, one-night Brock tries to rape her, Steve arrives just in time and saves her. They become good friends. It's on you if you want her to stay with Bucky or get married to Steve. It could be an au where they are not Avengers.
Pairing: Mobster!Bucky x Mobster!Reader, Mobster!Steve x Mobster!Reader
“Just like that, taking me so good, doll.” Steve bites your neck as his hands hold yours pinned to the bed. “I love fucking you in the morning after you wake up.”
Purring against your throat the tall mobster drive into you with full force, enjoying you cry out with every thrust.
“Fuck, Stevie.” Sweat is dripping down your back and you hear Steve pant heavily on top of you, but you don’t care at all.
Everyone passing your bedroom by will know you are fucking your husband’s best friend and you care even less as Steve brings you to the edge of an orgasm in no time.
“Let go, Baby. Come all over me and cry out my name…” Steve slams into you, stilling as he can feel your pussy contort around him. “I love the way you moan my name…”
Laughing you enjoy the way Steve kisses you after the rough sex. He was more than needy after not seeing you for over four weeks but now he’s gentle, caring and you lean into his touch.
“Steve, hmm…feels good. We need to talk about something.” Steve shifts his weight off you, gently pulling and you roll onto your back, grabbing the blanket to cover your sweaty body. “I think we have a problem.”
“Is it Bucky? Does he want us to stop rolling in the hay?” Smirking Steve watches you snuggle into his chest.
“I think Bucky finally accepted I want you too, Steve. I’m concerned about someone I thought I can trust but lately, I got the feeling, she’s playing me.” Sitting up you wrap your arms around your body, loving Steve gently kisses your shoulder.
“Who is playing you, Y/N? I don’t understand.”
“Do you remember the girls we saved? Especially Gamora and her sister?” Steve nods, now listening closely as you keep on talking.
“I thought I found a friend, Steve. After I lost Wanda…” Sniffling you wipe a few tears away. “Wanda was my only friend and losing her was hard. It felt as if I lost a sister. Gamora, she needed my help and over the last months we became friends.” Slamming your fist into the mattress you laugh about your stupidity.
“Tell me what’s wrong, Baby.” Steve’s hands slide over your back, gently caressing your skin to calm you.
“Bucky will hate me for sure, if not at least laugh about me…” Sighing you turn around to crawl onto Steve’s lap, resting your head against his shoulder. “I told her about Brock, how Bucky treated me, Steve…”
“I get it, Y/N.” Rubbing your back your lover listens to your silent sobs.
“I thought I can trust her, Stevie. She got abused and treated badly by men, I experienced Brock and James's rejection. I wanted someone to talk to and it felt good to tell someone else than you or Bucky.” Falling silent you look up at Steve.
“That’s no crime, Y/N. I assume there’s more?” Cocking a brow Steve waits for you to tell him what’s bugging you.
“The problem is Steve, I let Thor run a background check about the club, the girls and all. Every girl has a sob story. Abuse, kidnapping, some were victims of human trafficking…” Grabbing your phone from the nightstand you show Steve the files.
“Gamora has one too…no problem.” Steve swipes through the documents, not knowing why you believe your friend could be a traitor.
“Steve, look at her life. Every girl has months or even years in which they disappeared. Gamora is different. We have information for all her years in life, that’s fishy. Even I disappeared for a few months after my mom’s death.” Steve looks at your data once again, wrinkling his forehead.
“Shit, you think she’s a fed?”
“I think so, Steve. Lately, she started asking me questions about you, Bucky and Tony. Before she was just listening or telling me stuff about her life, what happened in that club, but I talked to the other girls. Gamora arrived a few weeks before we burned the club down.”
Blanket wrapped around your body you get off the bed to walk toward the showers. “I’ll have a shower and then we should talk to Thor and Bucky, maybe even call Tony. If the feds are after us, they need to know, and I’ll have to play Gamora.”
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“That’s not funny.” Bucky paces around the room, blinking a few times to let your information sink in. “You told her about me and our marriage?”
“I needed a friend and…” Jumping up you point toward Bucky. “I missed Wanda, okay. We always talked about everything going on and now I have no one left.”
Balling his leather-gloved hands into fists Bucky rolls his shoulders. His eyes darken as he can see the hurting all over your face. “She betrayed you, Y/N. I’ll kill her.”
“NO!” Walking toward your husband you move your hands over his black leather jacket, feeling the rough fabric. “If we kill her, the feds will know we are behind her death, Bucky. We need to be smart.”
“Y/N is right. As much as I want to kill that bitch, we need to be careful. After the disaster with your arm and all…” Steve leans against your desk, sighing as Bucky looks at his friend, murder in his eyes.
“She hurt my wife and betrayed her. I don’t care…” Your lips silence Bucky and you fist his jacket to not let him protest.
“Bucky calm down. I’m angry too, disappointed, to say the least, but Gamora got nothing to use against us. I only told her about your infidelity and that someone attacked me one night. I lied and said he escaped.”
“Good. We need to make sure she believes that all is under control and we do not know she’s a fucking traitor.” Bucky’s hands cover yours, squeezing them tightly as you nod, blinking the tears away.
“We should feed her with false information. Maybe let her know some unimportant facts about our business. Nothing she can use against Steve, and us. We should inform Tony too. He’s mostly busy with his technique crap, still, his business ain’t that legal.” Bucky wraps his arms around you, rubbing your back as Steve did before.
“I’ll do anything to bring her down. She faked to be my friend, betrayed me after I was close to show her my weak side. I will not let her get away with that.” Bucky laughs into your neck, kissing it softly.
“Okay. We need to find something to make her believe you are a reliable source for information about our business. If she believes her source died she might strike. Steve and I need time to talk to Tony.”
“Do you want to do it in Chicago style?” Smirking Bucky nods.
“I’ll talk to Tony and make sure he will fake some nice information about our new favorite federal agent. After we are done with her she’ll need to find a new job. Maybe she can dance for us…” Laughing you walk back toward your desk, sitting onto your chair you dial Gamora’s number.
“Hey, Gam. How about we have a lady’s night tomorrow night? Steve and Bucky have better things to do so I’ll be free.” You lie while Steve dials Tony’s number to make sure the genius among the mobsters will be able to create a construct of lies to bring Gamora down…
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“So…Tony faked transactions to her bank account. Faked pictures of her with Brock’s best buddies. We will bring her down in no time. Tomorrow you’ll give her the false information and her boss will not be amused if the mission fails.”
Smirking Bucky massages your shoulders, groaning as you moan when he presses his thumbs into your muscles.
“Did you ever dream of being someone else?” Closing your eyes, you feel Bucky’s lips travel along your shoulder, nipping at your skin as his hands raise your butt to press into you. “God, James…”
“I only dream of you and feeling you around me…” Sliding slowly in and out of you Bucky moans into your neck. “If you want to run away with me…”
“I think it’s too late…fuck…harder…for running away, Bucky.” Your hands fist the cushions as Bucky starts to slam into you. “Before we could’ve…”
“We still can just drop everything and run.” His hands cover yours, gripping them tightly as he angles his cock to hit your sweet spot. “That’s it, Baby. Come for me…”
“Bucky…” Your voice hoarse, desperate you cry out his name, hating you can’t stay away from James. “I want to bring her down and run my father’s business…”
“You sure…?” Nodding you fall onto the pillow just taking his hard thrusts to feel him fill you moments later.
“I am sure, Bucky. Not as someone forced me, not out of responsibility. I want to do it as this is the life I choose…”
Request: Would you please write for Bucky & reader, wherein he's in love with Natasha but is forced to marry reader, he's never home ignores her even when she tries hard. She even has to work as a waitress for money, one-night Brock tries to rape her, Steve arrives just in time and saves her. They become good friends. It's on you if you want her to stay with Bucky or get married to Steve. It could be an au where they are not Avengers.
Pairing: Mobster!Bucky x Reader, Mobster!Steve x Reader (platonic), Arianna, Sam Wilson, Clint Barnes, OFC’s
When you wake up your head feels heavy and your throat is dry. You don’t want to open your eyes when you hear someone groaning, obviously in pain.
“Look who finally woke up, Steve. Your best buddies little wife…” Arianna chuckles striding toward you, a bloody knife in her hand.
Your eyes round seeing the blood, Steve’s blood dripping down the knife. Shaking you look at Steve. He’s bound to a chair, one eye swollen, his left arm cut open he spits blood onto the floor.
“Let her go, Arianna. Y/N has nothing to do with this shit. She was only sixteen, a young girl when this happened.” Steve tries to get you out of here, tries to make sure the woman wielding the bloody knife in front of your face won’t torture you too.
“Why should I let James Buchanan Barnes's wife go? Huh?” Mocking Steve Arianna turns around to hit his nose, causing him to groan in pain. It’s already broken but the woman kidnapping you and Steve won’t stop hitting it.
“What do you want?” Bucky is struggling against the ropes holding him to a chair, his eyes dart between his best friend and you. “I thought you are in Italy…”
“Oh, I was to kill Maria Hill. Do you remember the hot brunette? Hmm…” Now Arianna walks toward Bucky, swaying her hips. Towering over your husband she presses the tip of the knife into his shoulder. “The chick you fucked after little Y/N over there got sent to Paris…”
“What did you do?” Eyes cold Bucky tries anything to get his hands free. He can see what Arianna did to Steve. Bucky knows what happened to Maria and the others. He can’t let anything happen to you too.
“I had my revenge, James.” Pecking Bucky’s cheek, she presses the knife further into his shoulder, twisting it but James doesn’t even flinch. “I killed everyone you ever liked or worked with. Maria…Marcos…Pietro and sweet Wanda. Your brother is already dead so I couldn’t get hold of him but…” Now Arianna chuckles devilish. “I got your best friend and your wife. Who shall I kill first?”
“I got no clue why you are doing this, but I swear I’ll kill you if you touch my girl,” Steve warns and Arianna cocks a brow.
“Your girl, Rogers? Is this a sick polyamorous relationship?”
“No! She’s only mine. Bucky never wanted her, Arianna. Whatever you are holding against Bucky, Y/N means nothing to him.” Steve tries to buy Bucky time. Tries to distract Arianna long enough to get you out of this nightmare.
“He doesn’t love her…awe…poor girl…” Glancing over her shoulder she sees the tears well up your eyes. A hint of pity crosses her face before she turns her attention toward Steve again. “Then I’ll just kill you right here and now. Slit little unwanted Y/N’s throat open before I take care of James over there.”
Steve growls when she slides her knife over his arm once again. “Why are you doing this?” Your question caught her attention and she let go of Steve, turning around to walk toward your chair.
“James over there killed my beloved brother. I don’t know why, as your father refused to answer this question before he died…” Arianna smirks at the gasp leaving your lips. “Oh, I forgot to mention I killed Daddy, sorry…” She coos patting your head before she slides her knife over your thighs, drawing blood.
“Leave her be!” Steve is struggling to not lose consciousness, nodding at Bucky as his friend tries to distract Arianna. “I thought you do not love her…” Arianna starts smiling as she walks toward James. “Was that a lie, Barnes?”
Grabbing Bucky’s jaw, she forces him to look up at her as he shakes his head. “I don’t even like her. She’s only a rat stealing my leftovers but her empire, her fathers’ legacy could be mine as Y/N is my wife.” Bucky lies, praying she will fall for his lie.
“What a pity, pretty girl. Loving a man not wanting you…” Arianna is turning around once again, walking toward your position she drops the knife to get her gun out. “I’ll save you, Y/N. Make it all go away…”
“If you let her go, I’ll tell you why I killed your brother…” Bucky gasps seeing her gun aimed to your forehead. “I’ll tell you everything you want to know.” James is glancing at Steve who is slowly loosening the bindings holding his wrists.
“He just saved your life, little girl…” Arianna chuckles turning her attention toward Bucky. “Now tell me everything.”
Steve nods, silently begging his friend to distract Arianna longer so he can get out of the ropes. “I was jealous of your brother. He had so many sexy girls back then, was a ladies man. One day, he wanted Natasha and I got mad.” Bucky lies. If he tells her about you, she will kill you.
“Hmm…why didn’t Y/N’s father tell me so? He told me about that night, your brother and that he helped you. He said that you made a deal too.” Arianna eyes Bucky suspiciously when he glances at you gulping. “Her father, he forced me into a loveless marriage. I had to give up Natasha for her. That was his price.” Bucky gasps seeing Steve slipped one hand out.
“Why did you have to kill him, Barnes?” Her eyes darken seeing the look Bucky gives you.
“I had no choice. We fought, he had a knife and it just happend. I shouldn’t have been there; this is all my fault. Kill me but let Steve and her go. I’ll take the blame for everything. My brother is dead, just like Y/N’s father. Only I’m left…” Arianna points her gun at Bucky’s head and a tiny whimper leaves your lips, catching her attention.
“Awe…she loves you, James. Such a drama!” Loving the game, she’s playing Arianna walks toward you. She can hear Bucky breathing heavily the moment she grabs the shotgun from a table. “You know, your father refused to tell me the reason why James killed my beloved brother but I can count one and one…” She smirks down at you, aiming the shotgun to your chest. “YOU…”
“No, please let her go. I’ll do anything. I give you my empire, money and my life but let her go…” Steve’s eyes round hearing Bucky begging for your life.
“Everything?” She coos now, toying with James as she passes Steve who is freeing his other hand, nodding at you.
“Everything…I lov…” Before Bucky can end his sentence a bullet hits his body.
He doesn’t know what hits him when the shotgun almost rips his left arm off his body. Losing consciousness, he calls your name before another gunshot echoes through the hangar.
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“Please, tell me anything! How is he? Is he alive…dead…” Gasping you watch the nurse fixing the wound at your thigh. You barely feel the pain too busy to slowly lose your mind.
“Ma’am, I can’t tell you anything. I’m not a doctor.” The nurse tries and you ball your hands into fists. “I’m Y/N Y/L/N! My father just died or rather he got murdered. This means I’m the only one left to take over his empire.” The nurse turns pale hearing your father’s name as you keep on yelling.
“I had to watch this crazy whore torturing my best friend and shooting my husband. Not to mention she aimed more than one gun at my head. You will move your lazy ass and get a doctor here right now or my men will take care of you!”
“Y/N, thank god…” Sam is storming into the room, nodding at Clint who called him after he traced his boss’s phone. “Sam, do you know anything? How is he?”
“They don’t want to tell me anything. Not a family member and crap.” Sam is watching the nurse rushing out of the room, almost crashing into Steve.
“Man, you look like shit.” Clint teases.
“I had better days for sure.” Steve deadpans slowly limping toward your hospital bed. “How are you, Y/N?”
“How am I? You look like you had twenty rounds with Mike Tyson and ask me how I’m?” Steve is patting your thigh, glancing at Clint. “Do you know anything about Buck?”
“They don’t want to tell me anything. I’m his wife! I got the right to know if my husband is still alive!” Yelling once again you give the doctor entering your room a death glare.
“Mrs. Barnes, can we talk in private?” The doctor tries but you shake your head. “Sam and Clint are my cousins and Steve is part of my family too. You can tell me anything in front of these men.”
“You see…” Clearing his throat the doctor glances at the gun Sam is trying to hide underneath his jacket. “We tried anything but…” Your lips start quivering seeing the fear all over the doctor’s face. “We couldn’t save his left arm. The damage was so extensive all nerves got destroyed, just like the bones. In the end, we had to amputate that member.”
“Wait! He lost his arm…?” Sam is glancing at your stoic face as you try to let the doctor’s words sink in. “He’ll need a prosthesis, but we are positive he will survive.”
“He will survive…” Steve is squeezing your hand, nodding. “I’ll call Tony. His company is well known for its technology. He designed a leg for a friend some years ago.”
“Okay…can you call him right now. I need to tell Bucky something…” Sniffling you get up to let Sam lead you out of the room. “Sam, call all our men, including my fathers. Arianna is dead, but her father and cousins are still alive. She didn’t do this alone…”
“You are telling me to kill them all?” Sam glances at you as you look up at him. “Dad refused to tell her I was the reason Bucky killed her brother; Bucky did the same. I’ll avenge them. My husband will need some time to recover, my father is dead.”
“I’ll make the calls.”
“Sam?”
“Yes…?”
“I’ll take over my father’s empire and Bucky’s for the time being. Prepare everything to make sure we can strike back. Hard. Merciless. Bloody.”
Sam nods, watching you straighten your back as you limp toward your husband’s hospital room.
Your whole posture changed and he can hold back the smile as you push the nurse away who tries to stop you from entering Bucky’s room.
“Hell of a woman.” Clint chuckles. “Shall I call our men too, boss?” Steve nods, grinning at the nurse as she passes by. “I guess we have a new boss in town…”
