Taking Chances: Part 5
A Bucky x Thor x Reader / Polyamorous Roomate AU series
Masterlist
-; In a city like Brooklyn, finding a new apartment at short notice is next to impossible. Luckily for you, your best friend Wanda knows two friends who’ve been searching a third roommate. Bucky and Thor are ideal housemates, almost too good to be true, and they both want to show you how much they care about you - together.
A/N: I just want to start out by thanking you all so much for being so patient in waiting for this part, and for all the beautiful feedback you’ve given me. I’m so sorry for taking so long! I hope this part lives up to it. Big things (pun intended) are coming. Every ask, reblog, reply, and like is SO appreciated. Let me know what you think, and if you want me to continue. ♥
Word Count: 2,236
Tags: (at the end)
Warnings: - polyamorous relationship. if this makes you uncomfortable, don’t read it. - eventual smut, just not yet. i’ll tag appropriately when it does come up and mark the post as sensitive.
*gifs are not mine. (found on google, no credible source)
As you watched Thor walk out of his bedroom door to head to work, you felt like a piece of your heart went with him. It was such a strange perception, having such strong feelings for two people at once; a phenomenon that you may never truly get used to. His promise of you being his and his alone when he got home made your stomach twist and turn in the most delightful way. It seemed your brain left with him too, until Bucky brought you back down to reality.
His fingers moved under your shirt, the pads of his fingertips tracing patterns along the spot just below your belly button. He gripped your waist and pulled you closer to him, as he rested his chin in the crook of your neck.
“Yanno,” Bucky said, the scruff along his jawline scratching your cheek as he spoke. “Thor and I had no intention of seeking out a… shared girlfriend.”
“Oh? So, you mean to tell me that the topic never came up?”
“I swear, it never did. When you walked in the door that day to see the apartment, we both felt this… attraction. We couldn’t ignore it. When we both wanted to… pursue you, we decided maybe the both of us could.”
“And what if I would’ve said no?”
“Obviously, it was your choice. It was always about you and how you felt, about making you feel comfortable. This is your home just as much as ours but, if you said no, we would have, of course, respected that.”
“But, what if I only decided to date one of you?”
“It was never a competition. We would’ve respected your decision regardless. Thor’s ego most likely would have been bruised, but it’s not about us. It never was. If you didn’t want either of us, we would’ve gotten over it.”
“I mean, Thor is… beautiful, don’t get me wrong. But Bucky, so are you,” you said softly, taking your fingers and carding them through his long, wavy hair. It was so thick in your fingers, and so soft; like the finest woven silk. He smiled at your words, crinkles begging to be touched appearing by his eyes.
“Thanks doll,” he replied sweetly, taking your hand from his hair and kissing each finger delicately. “If we’re being completely honest, you’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever met, but I want to know what’s in here.”
Bucky took his index finger and placed it over your where your heart lay inside your chest. It was beating so wildly, you were sure he could feel its pulse through the pad of his finger. Your bodies were so close, your legs intertwined and twisted together like a soft pretzel. The warmth of his body surrounded you like a warm blanket.
“Is it okay if I… kiss you?” you asked, and watched as his sapphire eyes sparkled when they locked with yours.
Bucky didn’t even answer your question. He leaned in and his lips met your own, and your heart soared dizzily. At first it was a gentle kiss, as if he was afraid of breaking you, but once you began to respond, once your body wriggled next to him, Bucky kissed you with so much passion you saw stars.
His hands moved to cup your face, his fingers resting right below your ear, on the crook of your jaw. His tongue expertly danced with your own, suckling on your bottom lip like a piece of hard candy. Bucky’s mouth tasted so good, like peppermint toothpaste with a hint of the vanilla bean coffee he’d drank that morning. He pulled away from you suddenly, and rested his forehead against your own.
“You smell amazing,” he whispered, his mouth moving to kiss a trail from your chin, down your jaw, to your collarbone. “Intoxicating. I’m sure you taste even better…”
“Bucky…” you said breathlessly, unable to form any other coherent sentences. Hearing his name come out of your mouth made him chuckle against your skin. Goosebumps appeared on your arms that were now wrapped around his neck.
“I have to wait though,” he sighed, pulling away from you slightly, but not fully. “Thor and I promised each other that we’d have you together first.”
“But it’s up to me…”
“Yes, of course it is. Everything is up to you. We both want to make you feel as loved as possible, together. Especially for the first time. Then, whenever you decide, you can have us both at separate times if you’d like. If not, everything that we do can be together.”
“I feel like this is more my relationship than our relationship. I want us all to communicate together. I want everyone to be heard, not just me.”
Bucky smiled, let out a small laugh, and shook his head.
“You are an enigma. Do you know how many other women would go running out of this apartment at the mention of something like this? It’s too complicated there’s… too many rules.”
“Rules?”
“Well, Thor has rules of his own but… I’m sure you’ll see later, won’t you? He’ll explain for himself. That’s not my place.”
Your body shifted at the mention of Thor having rules. He did seem like the dominant type, whereas Bucky was definitely more the silent, sensitive, and soft type. It seemed like you were getting the best of both worlds in this situation.
“Come--” Bucky said, breaking you from your thoughts again. He took your hand in his, placed a soft kiss at the back of it, and helped you up from the bed. “I’m sure you’re starving. I’ll make you lunch.”
He led you to the kitchen, and you watched as he tottled around, making you both a grilled cheese sandwich. You had no idea how you’d gotten so lucky. Were you living a dream? Would you wake up at any moment and all of this be gone?
You and Bucky spent the next hour or so just talking. He wanted to know everything about you, and you, in turn, asked him the same questions. You found out that he and Thor were fashion designers, partners, who worked from a large office space just down the street.
“We’d love to have you walk for us one day,” he said, sliding your grilled cheese towards you on the plate, as he sat down next to you. “Seeing you in one of our pieces would probably make Thor implode.”
You moaned with delight as you bit into the almost too good sandwich, then proceeded to almost choke at Bucky’s words. He softly laughed, taking your hand and kissing the back of it. It seemed to be something he’d grown accustomed to doing, especially when you amused him.
“What’s so funny?” he asked, biting into his own grilled cheese.
“Um, me… walking in a fashion show.”
“Wait… why?”
His face looked genuinely concerned, as if you were talking nonsense, speaking a foreign language.
“Bucky, have you seen me?”
“Uh, yeah. I have, Thor has. And trust me, we love what we see. You’d be perfect for our new line. I’ll talk to Thor tonight, and we’ll be sure to take you there tomorrow to try some stuff on and show you where we work. Is that okay with you?”
“I--uh… sure.”
“Please, trust me. I promise it’ll be great.”
“What will be great?” a booming, gravely, disgustingly attractive voice spoke from behind you both. You turned quickly, almost putting a crick in your neck.
“Taking our beautiful girl here to the studio tomorrow,” Bucky replied, kissing your cheek. Thor put his briefcase and blazer on the counter and walked over to you, his eyes only set on you. He clapped Bucky on the shoulder. “Is that so?” he quipped, taking your face in his large hands. Thor brushed his thumb across your cheek, and every nerve in your body was on fire. “What do you think of that, dove?”
“I-I’d like to check it out,” you stuttered, your face growing hot as his clear aqua eyes pierced into you. “Not making any promises though.”
“And why not?” he asked, as Bucky got up from the island and began to clear your plates.
“She feels like she won’t look good in our clothes,” Bucky chimed in.
“I beg to differ,” Thor replied, taking your hand in his ridiculously large one and giving it a squeeze. “In fact, I started to design another piece today with your… delectable body shape in mind.”
As he said this, he released your hand and traced his fingers along your rib cage, ever so delicately. Your body actually twitched at the contact and he immediately noticed, causing a mischievous smile to spread across his face. You were speechless.
“I do believe it’s our time to be alone,” Thor said softly, taking your hand and guiding you off of the stool. Bucky dried his hands on the dish towel laid out on the counter, walked over to you and kissed your lips softly, before placing his hand on Thor’s shoulder and walking into the living room. You were alone with Thor now, and his presence was much more demanding than Bucky’s.
“I have to say,” you managed to blurt out. “You sure know how to intimidate a girl.”
“Oh?” he questioned, arching his brow. “I intimidate you?”
“Quite a bit.”
“Come,” he said, his tone soft but with meaning. His fingers laced with yours, and your hand felt positively minuscule wrapped in his own. “We’ll talk alone.”
Thor guided you down the hallway but didn’t stop at his bedroom. Instead, he lead you to the bathroom.
“We’re not going to cuddle?” you asked, trying your hardest to hide the disappointment in your voice. Thor smiled again, and your heart melted.
“There is all the time in the world for cuddling, sweet dove. Will you sit in the hot tub with me instead? I could use the relaxation after a long day at work.”
You nodded, biting your lip as you watched him start to undress. Your entire body was absolutely in flames. He was cut and chiseled in all the best places. Veins popped from his muscular arms, the muscles in his shoulders working under his skin as he took off his shirt. Your jaw dropped as he unzipped his pants slowly, making eye contact with you, the only sound audible in the room was his descending zipper. Swallowing hard, you looked away.
“Do I embarrass you?” he asked, furrowing his brow, as he stood in front of you in nothing but a pair of boxer briefs.
“N-no, I just… I…”
He took your hand and brought you close to him, until you were chest to chest.
“Do I make you… uncomfortable?”
“In the best ways possible,” you managed to say. His soft smile turned you into a puddle on the floor.
“I believe you’re a tad… over dressed for the jacuzzi. Do you mind if I help you?”
You shook your head that you, of course, didn’t mind, and watched as his long, skillful fingers took the hem of your shirt and peeled it over your head. You helped and shimmied out of your shorts, and you stood in front of him in your bra and panties. You felt exposed, but you felt confident, as you watched Thor lick his lips at the sight of you.
“Exquisite,” he breathed, wrapping his fingers along your hips, feeling your skin. “Just perfect.”
Thor turned on the jets of the hot tub and poured some oils into the water. The room filled with steam and the scent of lavender. Your mind immediately relaxed as you stepped into the tub. You started out in your own seat, but he quickly took hold of your forearm and pulled you to sit in his lap. Wrapping your arms around his neck, your legs around his middle, you laid your head into the crook of his neck and shoulder. The jets rushed the water around you both in swirls, and you had never been more at peace in your entire life.
“This is nice,” you muttered into his skin, inhaling the scent of him. He hands moved up and down your back, and you felt your eyes begin to flutter closed. Shaking the sleep from your brain, you pulled back to look at Thor’s face. “I don’t deserve this.”
“Why would you say such a thing?”
“This is all too perfect. I’m just… so grateful.”
“No, my love. It is us who are grateful for you. You chose to accept Bucky and I both into your life. We are yours.”
You let out a deep sigh, before laying your head back down on his shoulder. It was silent, as you listening to the sound of the jets.
“What is troubling you?”
“I’m not… troubled. It’s just something Bucky said to me earlier.”
“Oh?”
“He said you have… rules.”
Thor chuckled, and you felt the vibration from his vocal cords course through your body. It was a beautiful sound.
“Sexual rules, yes. But they are to be explained at another time.”
He said it with such finality, that you didn’t want to press it any further.
“Don’t worry,” he continued. “You will find out when the time is right. No reason to rush things.”
He wrapped his strong arms around you, and you nuzzled your nose into his neck. You felt so safe here, so content, that you didn’t remember falling asleep against his chest.
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