Wicked Intentions21
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Stark!Reader // (Seriously close) Steve Rogers x Reader // Clint Barton x Reader // T’Challa x Reader.
Warning: Violence. Language. Bullying. Girl Fights. Name Calling. Degrading Comments. Angst. Degrade of Woman (to a point). Criminal Life. Illegal Shit. Fights. Alpha Males. Stalking.
A/N: This is a Bully Romance. High School setting. Mafia Family Life. Woman are on a lower level than males in their world. Just a heads up. This is the third installment of the series. Bad Intentions, Cruel Intentions, and Wicked Intentions.
Credit: Huge shout out to @ml7010 for all the help, pushing, hyping up, putting up with my changes midway through. If it wasn't for this peach, y'all never would have gotten this series or nearly as far as I am now.
Stepping into the Stark house, music vibrates sounding like it’s coming from the back patio. The five of them exchange a look at the music.
“Is that,” Peter’s brow drops down.
“No.” Howie sweats.
“WAP.” Clint nods to the beat.
Buck pinches the bridge of his nose, shaking his head. “Why do you know this song?”
Clint’s mouthing the words, as they move towards the cracked French doors leading to the patio. Curtains pulled back, giving them a view to the pool.
The girls are together. Gwen on a floaty. Bobbi sits on the edge of the pool. Wanda is in the water with a drink in hand, sunglasses on.
Becca and Y/N are standing the bar attached to the pool, only they’re rapping the song together. Gwen and Wanda hyping them up, Bobbi can’t breathe she’s laughing so hard.
“I don’t cook, I don’t clean but let me tell you how I got this ring.” Y/N and Becca hold their left hands up, flashing off their rings.
Y/N continues to make a drink while Becca continues the song.
“Gobble me, swallow me. Drip down the side of me. Quick, jump out before you let it get inside of me. I tell him where to put it, never tell him where I’m about to be. I run down on him before I have a” she pauses for a second “running me. Talk yo shit, bite yo lip. Ask for a car while you ride that dick.”
“She couldn’t have been a boy?!” Bucky groans.
“I could have lived all my life without that.” Steve sighs, hands on his hips.
“I think I’m having a stroke.” Clint rubs the side of his chest.
“No, I’m having a stroke.” Peter whines.
Y/N is holding her now filled glass in hand. Going off to the song playing still.
“Your honor, I’m a freak bitch, handcuffs, leashes. Switch my wig, make him feel like he’s cheating. Put him on his knees, give him something to believe in.” Her hands move, fingers pointed, hips rocking.
“Never lost a fight, but I’m looking for a beating.” Gwen about spits her drink out, Wanda and Bobbi cheers to her. “In the food chain, I’m the one that eat ya. If he ate my ass, he’s a bottom feeder. Big D stands for Big Demeanor. I could make you bust before I ever meet ya. If it don’t hang, then he can’t bang. You can’t hurt my feelings, but I like pain.” She flexes her free arm, laughing.
“If he fucks me and asks, ‘whose is it?’ When I ride the dick, I’ma spell my name.” Her hands come up to her face, elbows at her middle, hips rolling.
The doors ripped open.
Peter is screaming “When did this become a WHORE house!?” At his sister. The music continues, but the girls are stock still, exchanging looks.
“Hi big brother!” Y/N laughs.
“Oh, my husbands’ home.” Gwen laughs from her floaty.
“There better be sunscreen on that belly.” Peter points at his wife.
Indeed, her belly rounding out is promptly baking in the sun. Bobbi grabs something from the side of the pool, tossing it to Wanda who turns quickly with it. Gwen’s hands go up, Wanda sprays side to side across her belly.
“You worry too much.” Y/N laughs.
“Are you drunk, Smalls?” Steve steps out of the house next.
“What?” Y/N grins, but she slightly sways on her feet.
Buck leans on the door frame watching her.
“Are you all drunk?” Clint looks over at Bobbi. Who’s wide eyed and pink in the face.
“Who?” They chirp together.
“Didn’t know we had owls.” Howie snorts.
“Not me!” Gwen holds up her cup.
The four girls turning looking at her. “Way to come out like the good wife.” Y/N scoffs at her sister.
“You’re not a wife.” Gwen gives a smart-ass sigh, sipping from her straw.
“Hell, no she ain’t.” Bucky laughs.
Gwen’s snarky smirk drops, she sticks her tongue out at him.
“Suck it.” Y/N sasses at her sister.
“If she’d done that in the first place, she wouldn’t be pregnant.” Bobbi comments slamming the rest of her cup.
“Hey!” Gwen gasps.
Y/N cackles loudly. “Fuck yes Bobbi!”
“Shut up newbie.” Gwen crinkles her nose at Bobbi. Bobbi winks at Gwen, blowing her a kiss.
“Hey, hey, hey.” Howie is trying to take both cups from his sister and Becca. “No. No more.” He goes to reach for his sisters. Only she smacks him in the side of the head with her other hand.
“No touchies.” She points a finger at him. He holds the side of his head.
“First of all. Ow.” He glares at his sister. “Second of all, you need to sober up.”
Y/N snickers, taking a large drink from the cup. “Says who?” She sasses, wiping the drink drippling down her chin.
“We need to talk, baby girl.” He watches her, smirking.
Her face goes slack. Handing her cup to Steve, who chuckles taking a drink from it. His eye twitches, which tells Bucky how strong of a drink it is.
“What happened? Did something change?” Her brown eyes wide.
Shaking his head knowing she’s worrying about the wedding. “No not that, something we need settled before then.” Peter cracks a water bottle from the bar, handing it to his baby sister.
“Should I get dressed?” she asks, downing the water in hand.
“Yes.” Howie and Peter sighs.
“Throw some bottoms on.” He smirks at her.
Pointing to her shorts on one of the chairs, Clint grabs them, bringing them over to her. She finishes her water, and steps into her shorts. He leads her over to the patio table off to the side, a little away from everyone else, under a gazebo.
“Did something happen?” she asks as she takes a seat. Steve slides her another water.
“The night at the warehouse, Pietro mentioned wanting to get into bed with us.” He settles in next to her. She nods as she takes a sip from the bottled water.
“We have a rule between us.” Peter explains. “When we got into business together.”
“What rule?” She asks softly.
“If you don’t agree, we don’t get into bed with another.” Steve tells her.
She chews her bottom lip, nodding slowly.
“We’ve told you before you’re the center of both of us. What we do, we do with you in mind. Working together we agreed to stick with that.” Howie nods.
“If you don’t agree working with Pietro, we don’t.” Clint shrugs.
“You will always know the workings of what we are doing, nobody will ever hang it over your head you aren’t in the know.” Bucky assures her.
“Working with the Maximoff’s, will it cause more trouble?” she asks.
They exchange a look. “Eddie won’t like it.” Peter admits, shrugging.
She sips her water for a moment. “Fuck Eddie, he’s this close to dying.” Her eyes roll.
Buck smirks, shrugging. “She’s not wrong.”
“Do we all agree with Smalls?” Steve wonders, looking around the table.
“On killing Eddie or working with Pietro?” Howie smirks.
“Both.” Bucky grins.
“Oh absolutely.” Peter smiles back.
“I’d love to kill him.” Clint chuckles.
“Guess we’re in bed with Pietro.” Steve glances over.
“Guess we are.” He nods.
“Hold on.” She puts her hand up, stopping them from moving. “Since when did all of you start calling me Smalls?” She glances around the table. “Except Bucky.” She points a finger at him.
The four of them exchange a look.
“You’re our baby sister too.” Steve shrugs.
“Sweets is great, but Smalls, it’s deeper.” Clint admits.
“Like dad will ever give up calling you Miss. You’ll always be Smalls.” Peter shrugs.
“Head of the table, married, nothing changes you being our baby sister at the end of the day. No matter the situation, you’re Smalls before anything else to us.” Howie explains.
She shakes her head, moving to stand up. He gets up, falling in line with her. “I win though, I get to call you my wife, no matter the situation, till death.” He chuckles softly; she looks over grinning at him.
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