Vanilla and Honey
Pairing: alpha!Buckyxomega!reader Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega, p in v, overstim, smut, size difference, breeding kink, size kink, biting, bite marking, scent marking
Summary: In which you try to help out your neighbor.
You moved into the apartment complex a couple of weeks ago. It wasn’t much, but it was yours. The walls were thin, the plumbing whined in protest whenever you showered, and the elevator had a mind of its own—but the rent was cheap, and for the first time in a long while, you had a door that locked behind you and no one telling you when to eat or sleep.
The landlord didn’t seem to mind that you were an unmated Omega living alone, as long as your bills were paid on time. Most people in the city didn’t. Still, you kept your scent as neutral as you could and avoided drawing attention.
The people on your floor were all kind to you, though, especially Bucky. He, too, was unmated, but an Alpha. Every time you ran into him, he always offered you a smile or a kind word, that’s how you became- not friends, exactly, but more than mere acquaintances.
You remembered the first time you met him, like it had just happened yesterday.
You’d been struggling with a box, one of those heavy ones filled with books you absolutely couldn’t leave behind, even if your wrists ached from carrying it up three flights of stairs. You’d been too proud to ask for help, too wary of attracting the wrong kind of attention, when a quiet voice spoke behind you.
“Need a hand, sweetheart?”
You’d turned around and nearly dropped the box. He stood there in a faded henley that clung to his shoulders, hair tucked behind his ears, eyes impossibly blue. His scent, clean pine and something fresher, like mint, had brushed over you in a warm wave, and your knees almost gave out.
“N-no, I’m fine.” you’d lied, breathless, clutching the box tighter.
He’d tilted his head, the corner of his mouth lifting, “You sure? You look like that thing weighs more than you do.”
Before you could argue, he’d taken it gently from your hands as if it weighed nothing at all, “Which apartment?”
“Uh- 3B.” you managed to stutter, cheeks warm.
He’d carried it up for you, chatting casually about the building, pointing out which pipes rattled, which window never quite closed all the way. When he set the box down in your empty living room, he’d offered you that same smile you’d come to recognize.
“Welcome to the neighborhood, sweetheart.”
You hadn’t known then how comforting his presence would become, the quiet reassurance in his voice, the way his scent lingered faintly in the hallway long after he passed. But that first meeting stuck with you, replaying in your mind every time your paths crossed after that.
A couple weeks later you stood in front of his apartment with a tray of fresh baked cookies in your hands.
Bucky was in the middle of unbuttoning his shirt, hot and uncomfortable from his suppressants wearing off. He opened the door and nearly dropped his jaw. You were standing there with a tray of cookies that smelled like heaven and you smelled even better, “What’s this for?”
“I made cookies.” you extended your arms, offering him the sweets, “Since you said you liked the one I baked the other day I thought you’d like some more.”
He had to force himself to breathe slowly through his mouth to avoid inhaling your scent directly. You smelled like warmth and comfort and home- everything he hadn’t had in decades, “You didn’t have to do that, sweetheart.” “I wanted to.”
He took the tray carefully, his fingers brushing against yours. He saw you shiver slightly at the touch. His Alpha instincts immediately went on high alert. He stepped back to let you in, closing the door behind you. The apartment suddenly felt much smaller with your scent filling it, “Come in.” “Thank you.”
He watched you walk further into his space, your eyes wide and curious. You had no idea what you did to him. His Alpha side was pacing internally, loving that you were in his territory, offering him food. It was so… Omega-like. He unconsciously growled softly, “Sit.” You sat on the couch, where he followed you moments after, careful, making sure to keep some distance between you. He knew if he got too close right now, he might do something reckless. Like pull you onto his lap and bury his face in your neck. He cleared his throat, “You’re… really sweet, taking care of me like this, I think I’ve grown a size ever since you moved here.”
“Not my intention.” you chuckled, “But I’m happy to know that all the food is not going straight to your bin.”
He watched as you smiled shyly at him. His heart skipped a beat. He hadn’t seen something so pure and innocent in so long. He picked up one of the cookies and took a bite. It was heaven, just like you. His Alpha side wanted to keep you forever, “These are amazing.”
“Thank you…” you hesitated a moment, fidgeting with your hands, “Can I… Can I speak freely?”
He watched your small body language change. You were nervous. He unconsciously lowered his own body language, trying to project calm and safety. He nodded, “Of course.”
“I couldn’t help but sense your hormones in the last few days-”
His ears immediately perked up. He stared at you intensely. How the fuck did this Omega know he was in rut? His body reacted instantly to your words, his pheromones filling the room. He took a deep breath, trying to suppress them, “And?”
"And I...” your voice cracked.
He watched you bite your lip nervously. His Alpha side roared to life. He wanted to pull that lip out from between your teeth and replace it with his own, “What is it, sweetheart?” “I wanted to know if you needed help with your rut.”
He stared down at you. No one had ever offered to help him through his ruts. He was used to suffering through them alone, paying for a hooker if things became too unbearable. He felt his resolve breaking, “Are you…”
You nodded, too embarrassed to meet his eyes.
He growled softly, his Alpha side taking over more. He reached out and gently grabbed your chin, tilting your head up to look at him. His pheromones were thick in the air now, intended solely for you, “Do you know what helping an Alpha through his rut entails?” You nodded, “Yeah, yeah I know.”
He searched your eyes. You were too young for him. Too young to be offering yourself to an Alpha like this. That’s why he never engaged too much when you two bumped into eachother. But your scent… God, your scent… It was like vanilla and honey, sweet and innocent.
He released your chin and took a deep breath, his voice low and rough, “It’s not just... comforting. I’ll need to knot you. Repeatedly. Until my rut is over. You’ll be locked onto my cock for hours at a time.” He waited for you to back out. No Omega in their right mind would offer themselves up for that to an Alpha they were not mated with.
“You’ve been kind to me, I want to repay the kindness.” His heart shattered. This beautiful, pure Omega wanted to repay his kindness by allowing him to use their body repeatedly for hours on end. He felt a tear slip down his cheek. No one had ever been so selfless for him, “Fuck.” he pulled you into a gentle hug, his face buried in your neck. You hugged him tightly.
He held you close, your scent surrounding him. He felt safe for the first time in years. He knew you were offering more than just comfort. You were offering your body, your time, everything an Omega could offer an Alpha in rut. He broke the hug and pulled back slightly.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked softly, his hands resting on your hips. His Alpha instincts were screaming at him to claim you, to knot you right here and now. But he had enough control left to ask for your consent, “I don’t want you to feel like you have to do this.” “I want to, Bucky.” you whispered, caressing his cheek.
He leaned into your touch, his heart swelling with affection. No one had ever cared for him like this. He felt like he was going to cry again. He caught your wrist gently, bringing your hand to his mouth and pressing a kiss to your palm, “You’re too perfect. Too perfect for someone like me.” You shivered.
He smiled softly, nuzzling your palm. He set your hand back down gently, before wrapping his arms around your waist again. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent deeply, “Let’s go to bed.” he said softly, his voice muffled by your skin. You stood up, your legs shaking slightly as you followed him
He led you to his bedroom, his hands trembling slightly. He felt like a beast, ready to ravage you. But you walked beside him calmly, trusting him completely. He felt a surge of protectiveness towards you. Once inside the bedroom, he closed the door and locked it.
He turned to face you, his Alpha instincts taking over completely now that you were alone. His pupils were dilated, his breathing heavy. He started to remove his shirt slowly, “My rut will probably last a few days.” he warned you softly. He watched you swallow hard, your body language unconsciously inviting. Your Omega scent was driving him crazy. He unbuckled his belt next, his voice dropping lower, “I’ll be really rough. Really big.” he threw his belt on the floor.
“I figured.” you whispered as he pushed you down gently but firmly onto the bed. His hands were shaking with need and restraint. He crawled over you, his large frame hovering above yours. He kissed you deeply, pouring all his Alpha instincts and pent-up rut into it, “Hold onto me.” he whispered against your lips. Your arms flow around his neck.
He kissed you deeply again, his hands roaming your body possessively. His rut was taking over completely now. He ripped your shirt open, buttons flying everywhere, “Too many clothes.” he growled against your neck. He unhooked your bra quickly, exposing your breasts.
“I liked that shirt.” you pouted as his mouth found your nipple.
He looked up at you with a feral grin, his mouth full of your breast. He suckled hard, making you arch your back. He bit down gently, marking you, “I’ll buy you a new one.” he promised, before moving to the other breast. His hands were already unbuttoning your pants, “Lift your hips.” You obeyed.
He pulled your pants and underwear off in one swift motion, revealing your form beneath him. He threw them aside carelessly, his eyes locked onto your body hungrily. He undid his own pants, freeing his massive length that was throbbing and leaking already, “Look at that.”
“You’re uhm- you’re very big.” you whispered.
He chuckled, his voice low and rough, “I warned you.” He spread your legs wide, his eyes glinting with Alpha possessiveness. He lined himself up with your entrance, not entering you yet. He was too big to just thrust inside without preparing you first.
He rubbed his length against your wetness, making you whimper. He was soaking his huge member with your fluids. He felt your small hole trying to swallow the head of his dick, but it was too big, “Fuck, you’re tiny.”
Your mouth fell open as your body tried to accommodate his size. His Alpha instincts were driving him wild. He wanted to fuck that mouth, that pussy, that ass. He wanted to breed you until you were full of his cum and his knot, “Breathe, sweetheart.” he cooed, before pushing the head of his dick inside you. You nodded, trying to relax your muscles.
He pushed more inside you, his massive girth stretching you open. He was only halfway inside you, and already you were whimpering and clinging to him. He knew he was too big for you, but his rut was making him crazy. He wanted to be inside you completely.
He pushed the rest of his massive length inside you, filling you completely. He was so big that his balls were pressing against your asshole. You let out a long, high-pitched whimper, your tiny body trembling around his huge dick, “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
“Ngh-”
He bottomed out inside you, his massive crown pressing against your cervix. The feeling of your tight, wet Omega hole wrapped around his dick was almost enough to make him lose control completely. He started to move, thrusting his length in and out of you roughly.
“Bucky-” you whimpered, your nails leaving red marks on his skin.
He growled at the sensation of your nails digging into his back, marking him like an animal. He loved it. He fucked you harder, deeper, faster. “It’s Alpha when I’m claiming you.” His huge length was hitting spots inside you that made stars explode behind your eyes. He reached between you and rubbed circles around your clit.
“Oh Alpha-”
He smirked against your neck, knowing exactly what his cock was doing to you. He was an Alpha, he knew Omega physiology better than most. He knew that his size was hitting that sweet spot inside you that made you see stars, “That’s it, such a good pup.” he thrusted deeper.
You nodded, biting your lip.
He watched your face twist in pleasure, your eyes squeeze shut. He knew you were trying to hold back your moans, your orgasms. But he wasn’t going to let you. He pulled your hair gently but firmly, making you look at him, “Look at me.”
Your Omega instincts made you comply immediately.
He looked into your dilated Omega eyes, seeing the pleasure written all over your face. He felt proud and possessive. He was the one giving you this pleasure. He was the one fucking you so deeply that your tiny body was trembling beneath him, “So pretty.” he murmured against your lips.
You whimpered at the praise. He smiled softly, his hips never stopping their brutal rhythm. He knew he was treating you roughly, but his Alpha side was too far gone to care. He nipped at your bottom lip, his voice dropping to a husky whisper, “You like that, pup?” He thrust particularly deep.
“Y-yes Alpha.”
His smile darkened at the title. He loved hearing you call him that. It made his Alpha side purr with satisfaction. He snapped his hips faster, hitting that sweet spot inside you with brutal precision, “Good pup.” he growled, his voice low and animalistic.
He felt your tiny body start to tense around his massive length. He knew you were close. He leaned down and captured your lips in a deep, claiming kiss, swallowing your whimpers and moans as he fucked you through your orgasm, “That’s it.” He murmured against your lips,
“A-Alpha-” your voice was a broken sob.
He swallowed your broken sobs with another deep kiss, his Alpha marking you inside and out. He felt your pussy clamp down on his massive cock as he kept thrusting through your orgasm, drawing it out until you were a sobbing, trembling mess beneath him, “Too big for you?”
“Y-yes.”
He smirked against your lips, knowing exactly how big he was compared to your tiny Omega body. He pulled back slightly, looking at where his massive length disappeared into your tiny hole. He was stretching you open so much that his hips looked huge compared to your waist, “Poor pup.”
He leaned down and kissed your tear-stained cheeks softly, his brutal thrusting slowing down slightly. His Alpha side was satisfied that he was properly claiming and breeding you, but his human side felt tender towards his Omega, “You’re taking your Alpha’s big cock so well.” he cooed.
You felt something start to swell at the base of his massive cock, making him even bigger inside you. Your eyes went wide as you realized he was growing his knot. “Shh, shh.” he soothed, seeing the fear in your eyes.
While you weren’t new in the world of sex per se, none of your previous boyfriend ever knotted you. Your wide eyes found his.
He looked down at you, his eyes dark with Alpha lust and something else, something more tender. He knew this was new territory for you. He also knew that once his knot locked inside you, it would be game over. He’d be breeding you properly.
He leaned down and kissed you deeply, trying to distract you from the growing knot inside you. His hips started to move again, slowly pushing the knot deeper into your tight hole, “It’s okay.” he murmured between kisses, “Let your Alpha do this… Let me take care of this.” You nodded, “Yes Alpha.”
His eyes flashed with satisfaction and desire at your obedience. He kissed you deeply as his knot slipped past your tight entrance, stretching you even wider. You cried out into his mouth, your nails digging into his back, “Breathe, love.” he gasped against your lips, “Breathe through it.”
You took a deep breath, feeling your tiny body stretch even further as his massive knot popped inside you. You felt it throb and expand, locking the two of you together. You whimpered, realizing that you’d be stuck like this for hours, “Good pup.”
He nuzzled into your neck, his scent markers already showing. He bit gently, testing your reaction before he marked you more permanently. His knot was throbbing, already releasing spurts of seed to breed you. His Alpha side was singing with satisfaction, “My Omega, my pretty Omega.”
“Mark me.” you whispered softly. He froze, “What?” “Mark me.” you repeated, “Please, I wanna be yours.”
His heart swelled with possession and love at your submission. You weren’t just letting him mark you, you were asking for it. He kissed your neck deeply before sinking his teeth in, marking you permanently as his, “Mine.” he growled against your skin.
You hissed, nails scraping his shoulders.
The sight of his marking making you scratch him turned him on even more. His Alpha side loved seeing its Omega get all needy and possessive. He captured your wrists above your head, continuing to mark and bite at your neck and shoulders possessively, “Easy, baby.” “Sorry.” He shook his head against your neck, his voice low and soothing, “Don’t be sorry. Your Alpha likes when you get scratchy. It means you’re feeling possessive, just like he is.”
He kissed along your jawline, his massive knot pulsing inside you. You clenched around him as his knot pulsed.
He groaned, his forehead pressing against yours, “Keep doing that, sweetheart, and you’re gonna get another load of cum.” he rubbed his nose along yours, his eyes locked onto yours, “You want that? You want your Alpha to breed you full?”
You nodded, it was addictive, at every drop you got you found yourself wanting more. His fingers found your clit again, finding you already sensitive.
He smirked, his Alpha side loving your addictive nature. He knew Omegas could get like this, always needing more of their Alpha’s cum and scent. He started to gently thrust his knot inside you, each movement making his seed spill deeper into your uterus, “That’s it, take it all.”
He felt your body start to shake with another orgasm, your tight hole clamping down on his massive knot. He growled possessively, his hips jerking forward as he released a massive load of Alpha cum inside you, breeding you deeply, “Fuck, yes, take it all.” He snarled, his knot pulsing rapidly.
“Can’t take it anymore.” you whined, your hole clenching tightly around him.
He chuckled darkly, his knot still locking them together. He knew Omegas could be overly-sensitive during a breeding, especially with an Alpha like him who was known for his large size and potent semen, “Too much for you, sweetheart?” He nipped at your earlobe.
“Y-yes.”
He soothed you with gentle kisses and petting, his knot slowly deflating but still keeping them locked together. He knew you were overwhelmed - both emotionally and physically from the intense breeding session. His Alpha instincts kicked in to comfort his Omega, “Shh, sweetheart… You did so good.”
You shook your head, tears spilling from your eyes due to overwhelming.
He kissed the tears away gently, his massive body curling around your tiny one protectively. His knot was still inside you, still releasing small spurts of cum to make sure you were thoroughly bred, “I overwhelmed you.” he realized softly, feeling guilty.
“It’s alright, it’s in your nature.”
He nodded, knowing you were right. It was in his Alpha nature to breed deeply and thoroughly. He couldn’t help himself around such a beautiful Omega like you. But seeing you overwhelmed made him feel protective instead of dominant, “Let me hold you.” he murmured softly.
He wrapped his strong arms around you, pulling you close despite his massive cock being buried balls deep inside your tiny body. He nuzzled into your neck, inhaling your sweet Omega pheromones mixed with his own musky Alpha scent. His knot slowly deflated more, allowing some of the cum to leak out.
He felt the cum leaking out of your stretched hole, pooling beneath you. His Alpha instincts urged him to keep marking and breeding you, but his human side knew you needed a break. So instead, he gently pulled out, his softening cock slipping out with a wet plop, “Let’s get you cleaned up.” he murmured.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t take more… I know Alphas need more than just one round during the rut.” He shook his head gently, his eyes softening as he looked at you. He knew Omegas had limits, especially when it came to Alphas with strong rut drives like him. He also knew that just because he could go multiple rounds didn’t mean his Omega had to take it all.
“Sweetheart…” he cupped your face gently, his thumbs brushing away the remaining tears, “I don’t need to breed you 5 or 6 times to be satisfied. I’m an Alpha, yes, but I’m also a man who cares about his Omega’s limits. You took my knot once, sweetheart.” he kissed your forehead softly, “That’s more than enough for now. Your body needs a break, and so does my rut-crazed mind. We’ll clean up and cuddle for now, got it?”
“Thank you.” you whispered as his arms wrapped around you.
He carried you into the large shower, turning on the warm water and stepping inside with you. He sat down on the shower bench, keeping you in his lap as he gently washed your hair and body. He made sure to be extra gentle around your sensitive, well-fucked holes, “There we go.”
He dressed you in one of his big shirts that swamped your small body. He shrugged into a pair of sweats, then tossed you into bed, wrapping you up in the blankets like a burrito, “Better?”
“Yes, thank you Alpha.” you muttered. “Call me Bucky sweetheart, it’s Alpha only when I claim you.” “Thank you, Bucky.”
He smiled softly, climbing into bed behind you and spooning you from behind. He wrapped his strong arms around your tiny frame, holding you close as he nuzzled into your neck, inhaling your soothing Omega scent. His Alpha instincts settled slightly now that he had marked and bred you., “Sleep now, you must be tired.”
Your eyes closed, but his didn’t. He stayed awake for a while, just holding you and enjoying the peaceful moment. Your scent had changed slightly, now carrying his Alpha marking pheromones mixed with your Omega aroma. It was comforting, familiar, it was right.
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