Smitten Kitten (Final!)
Catch all the other chapters HERE. ********************* “If I watch this anymore I'm going to be sick.” Rhodey made a face, but didn't bother looking away. “Is this really happening?”
“You should be pleased, Colonel.” Wanda said disapprovingly. “Seeing your best friend so happy like this? You more than anyone know that Tony needs this sort of love.”
“Yeah. No, I am happy for him.” Rhodey admitted. “But come on. This is…. this is… they do this every morning? Exactly like this?”
“Every. Single. Morning.” Natasha emphasized. She was the only one in the group not watching the, studiously reading her magazine and ignoring the three mates in the kitchen.
“It's the cutest thing in the world.” Clint interjected. “How long have we waited for each of those guys to be happy? And now they are happy together , what could be better than this?” He calmly lifted his phone and snapped a picture.
“Clint, what the fuck ?”
“For science?” He offered with an embarrassed smile. “Maybe blackmail. But come on. It's adorable.”
“I believe Hawkeye is correct.” Vision said smoothly. “To see our Captain, Sergeant Barnes and Anthony so happy after they have all been through so much… perhaps we can allow them this unorthodox display of affection.”
“Well I still think it's gross.” Rhodey huffed and crossed his arms. “Really, it's almost indecent. I can't believe I'm actually still watching this.”
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I think they are talking about us.” Steve said softly, scooping up some oatmeal and feeding it to Tony slowly, completely enjoying the way Tony thoroughly cleaned every bit of food from his fingers before releasing them.
“I think they can suck it.” Tony responded primly, and turned to Bucky, who offered him half a strawberry from his own mouth, and Tony grinned, flicking his tongue out to taste the fruit and and all over Bucky's lips before taking it and eating it happily.
He was perched on the kitchen counter, both the soldiers pressed against either leg, feeding him in small bites between kisses and nuzzles. He wasn't even wearing a shirt, preferring to have both his bonding marks on full display, as well as to allow his mates to touch all over as much skin as they wanted.
“I think maybe we gross them out a little.” Bucky took a drink of milk and tilted the glass so Tony could have some too, smiling as Steve got some more oatmeal ready.
“I think they can suck it .” Tony said again, more firmly this time.
“How's your throat, honey?” Steve asked softly. “Feeling alright?”
Tony shrugged a little.“A little sore, but I'm fine.” He rubbed at his throat, then over his reddened bonding marks with a rueful smile.
Last night, Bucky had thrown him onto the bed, taking him hard and fast while Steve had stood at his head and fucked into his throat viciously, both of them jacking him off roughly, leaving bites all over his chest and stomach, and when they had finished, each Alpha shifter had remarked his neck, breaking through the original bond mark with their teeth.
Tony had shuddered and screamed and come three separate times because his mates weren't satisfied with just once or twice.
He was sore and aching this morning, his voice raw, his ass stinging, but he didn't care. Not in the littlest bit.
“So, we've officially been bonded for a month now and I bought something fun to celebrate with you two.” He opened for another bite of the warm oatmeal, sighing as it soothed his throat.
“Oh?” Steve moaned softly when Tony let his teeth scrape over his fingers and Bucky nipped a little bite onto Tony's cheek.“Tell us what you got, honey.”
“Come and find out.” Tony teased and hopped off the counter, giving them both a kiss as thanks for his breakfast, and headed up to his their penthouse. “Give me five minutes.”
Bucky and Steve waved at him, and finished the rest of their own breakfast quickly.
“You sleep alright last night?” Bucky put his bowl down and reached for Steve, bumping their foreheads together.
Steve closed his eyes and let himself relax into the touch. “Yeah. Tossed and turned but--”
“Something on your mind?” Bucky asked, bringing his hand up to massage Steve's neck lightly, and the Lion shifter sighed at the contact, swaying a little closer.
“Nothing new. Did I keep you awake?”“No, just checking on you.” Bucky smiled when Steve stepped even closer, silently asking for more, so he dropped a light kiss on his forehead, holding him tighter.
It was good between them, like this, so they stayed close for a short while, soothing each other with barely there touches, light rumbles and growls, letting their bond strengthen.
It was several minutes before Steve cleared his throat and stepped away somewhat reluctantly. “Shall we? Don't want to keep Tony waiting.”
“High maintenance little thing.” Bucky agreed with a grin and laced their fingers together to head upstairs.
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Tony's mates knocked on the bedroom door softly, then waited a moment before entering.
The lights were low in the bedroom, nothing except the bed side lamps lit. Every pillow from all the couches and chairs had been gathered on top of the bed, and in the middle of them all, sitting up on his knees was Tony.
He was partial shifted, ears up and alert, tail twitching playfully behind him, claws out and tracing little circles into his thighs.
And he wasn't wearing anything except a black velvet collar around his neck. His name was stitched in silver lettering in big bold letters, and the tag hooked around it proudly labeled him as Bucky and Steve's.
“Oh Tony .” Steve dropped to his knees just that fast, knocked nearly speechless by the sight. “Look at you sweetheart. So beautiful.”
“Stunning.” Bucky knelt too, grabbing Steve's arm to keep either of them from just jumping on the bed. “Oh what a perfect pretty little kitty you are.”
Alpha shifters or not, they were completely at the mercy of their mate like this, and were already rolling into their partial shifts, voices deepening, teeth sharpening as the need to take surged through them.
But their mate needed compliments first, compliments and flattery and so much love , so they just knelt there and said everything that came to mind, sweet words and phrases spilling from their lips even as they both reached for him, tried to edge closer to the bed, needed him more than they needed to breathe.
“God, just look at you.” “So perfect.” “How gorgeous.” “Our mate.” “ Ours.” “What did we even do to get so lucky?” “Come here, honey.” “Can we play? Oh please let us play with you.” “We need you sweetheart.” “So wonderful for us.” “Made for us.” “Look at those gorgeous ears.” “That beautiful long tail.” “Beautiful, perfect kitty.” “So perfect, sweet thing.”
And Tony just bared his little fangs and smiled.Because this was fucking purrrfect.
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Epilogue
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The ringtone of Steve's phone completely interrupted the mission briefing, and absolutely made Agent Coulsons jaw drop.
“Who let the dogs out? Who who who who! Who let the dogs out?”
“Oh my god.” Steve's face flamed red and he scrambled to mute it. “I am so sorry, Agent Coulson, Colonel Rhodes, its um—”
“Captain Rogers.” Rhodey was trying his damnedest to keep the smirk off his face. “Captain Rogers.” he cleared his throat. “Would I be correct in assuming that Sergeant Barnes is the one calling you right now?”
“I–I–” the Lion shifter swallowed back a growl of annoyance. “My mate changed my ringtone, I apologize.”
“Sorry, but Sergeant Barnes chose that as his ringtone?” Agent Coulson asked in that quietly, polite way of his. “Sergeant Barnes, the Alpha Wolf shifter?”
“Not that mate. My other mate, Tony.” he breathed a deep sigh.
Tony had changed his ringtone because he'd been upset Steve couldn't stay with him all day today. Not that Steve had wanted to spend his whole day locked in the conference room talking about missions and personnel.
No he would much rather be snuggled up in bed with both his mates. He missed Tony and Bucky so much he nearly ached. He needed a break from all this. A break from being Captain America. A break from being Steve. He needed to just be Bucky and Tony's mate, and let them take care of him.
Steve shook his head and pushed those thoughts away. He had been feeling down for weeks now and didn't really know what to do about it.“If you’ll excuse me.” he said politely. “I need to take this.”
“Ah. Of course.” Coulson said with a little smile. “By all means, take your mates call.”
“Thank you. Just a few minutes.” Steve stepped into the hallway and opened his phone. “Bucky, I swear to god. You know I am in a meeting, I will muzzle your–”
“911, Steve.” Bucky's voice was stressed, nearly a whine. “911, our room. Its Tony.”
“Oh shit.” Steve only stepped into the conference room long enough to snatch his shield, and took off running, no apology or explanation or anything.
“I haven't been around the compound much since this all happened.” Coulson commented mildly. “Does this sort of thing–”
“Tony is the most high maintenance person in the world. Also the most high maintenance shifter. Steve and Bucky have their hands full all the time.”
“Tony couldn't weigh more than a hundred and twenty pounds.” Coulson raised his eyebrows. “How much trouble could he possibly be?”
Rhodey just started laughing. “Phil. You literally have no idea how much of a handful Tony can be.”
“Isnt his shifter form a cat?”
“Phil. You have no idea.” The Colonel collapsed back into his chair, shoulders shaking.“But both Rogers and Barnes are Alpha–”
“Phil.” Rhodey was full on cackling now, wiping his tears away. “You have no idea.”
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“Tony!” Steve was yelling, racing up the stairs, tearing into a partial shift as he went, a snarl burning in his throat at the thought of something happening to either of his mates, but especially Tony. Perfect, tiny, little smitten Tony who needed to be held and cuddled and protected and–
The door burst inwards when he smashed into it shield first and skidded to a stop.“Bucky, mate, are you–is everything–” His shield hit the ground with a clang. “Bucky, are you kidding me?”
“Shush.” Bucky hadn't even turned to look at him yet, kneeling on the floor and staring at their big bed. He was partial shifted, ears and claws out, tail wagging furiously. “Look at him.”
“Oh my god.” Steve dropped onto the ground next to him, his claws retracting as he pulled his Lion back. “Oh, honey, look at him.”
“I know.” Bucky reached and laced their fingers together, his claws scraping over Steves palm. “Our mate is the cutest.”
“God, hes the cutest.”
Tony, fully shifted into his tiny fierce eight pound cat, was curled in the center of their giant bed, little face buried inside his Iron Man mask.
“What is he doing?” Steve dropped his voice into a whisper, leaning closer to his mate, enjoying the physical contact after being apart all day. “Why is he–”
“FRIDAY says Tony had a rough day, didn't want to face anything so he shifted and crawled into his helmet and fell asleep.”
“Sweet, perfect thing.” Steve said sympathetically. “Why didn't he call us?”
“We were busy.” Bucky snorted. “But he should know that's not a valid reason. He knows he can talk to us anytime.” He looked over when Steve leaned against him, and hooked an arm around his mate's shoulders. “You need to be held, Stevie? Get your Lion ass over here.”
The Wolf shifter tugged Steve tighter against his chest. “You know you don't have to ask, sugar, come on. I've been missing you, come on.”
“Thanks.” Steve mumbled. It was still difficult for him, even after being mated for a month to both Tony and Bucky, to admit when he needed to be held, when he needed Bucky to be the Alpha and take care of him. “So…Tony. What are we doing about Tony.”
“Sure. Changing the subject is fine. Not that I've noticed that the past few weeks have been hard on you and want to be there for you or anything.” Bucky nuzzled into his hair affectionately. “I think we need to climb on that bed and cuddle our mate. He obviously needs some loving to make it through today, and you do too.”
“I'm fine.” Steve protested, but he definitely pressed his face tighter into Bucky's chest.
“Sure.” Bucky comforted. “Sure. Up on the bed, honey. Partial shift for me, let me see those pretty gold eyes. Let your Lion out and I'll hold you.”
Steve promptly obeyed, pulling his shirt up and over his chest and letting the partial shift take him, eyes shading to gold and Bucky growled in approval watching the muscles ripple under all that perfect skin.
“Beautiful.” he said, and Steve flushed a little, crawling up on the bed and lying down next to Tony. The cat meowed a sleepily, little paws twitching, and Bucky nearly melted. “God, hes precious.”
“So precious.” Steve echoed, and ran his hand gently over Tony's soft fur. “You ok, sweetheart? Having a rough day?”
Another little meow that sounded more like a whimper, and Bucky was stripping off his clothes, shifting further into his Wolf and following his mate onto the bed, curling his big body around both Steve and the tiny cat.
“Hey, sweet thing.” he crooned. “Want to tell us whats wrong? Want to take the mask off and let us hold you?”
There was a long moment of just silence, then Tony slid away from the mask slowly, scooting across the bed until he was lying between their chests, curled into a little ball.
“There you are.” “Aw, little darling, whats wrong?” “Talk to us, honey.” “We’re right here, both of us.” “We love you, Tony.” “Our perfect little shifter. “Perfect, pretty little kitty.”
Tony sighed and stretched a little, then closed his eyes and started purring happily. Bucky glanced up and smiled into Steve's golden eyes.
“Come here.” he tugged at him and Steve pressed closer, nearly squishing Tony between them as he tucked his head under Bucky's chin, breathing in the comforting scents of both his mates. “That's good.” Bucky murmured comfortingly, his big arms circling both of them. “My mates. Mine. I love you both. So much.”
Tony purred louder then, and Steve definitely wasn't purring, but the Lion shifter was definitely rumbling in a soft purr-y kind of way, and Bucky just smiled and held them both a little closer, a little tighter.
Both his mates were perfect.
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Tony woke up sandwiched between his two mates, and happy as hell. He had told FRIDAY specifically to not let them know he’d been having a bad day, but he was absolutely thrilled they had found him. Nothing was better than waking up with both his mates in bed with him, Bucky's arms keeping them safe.
“Bucky.” he whispered. “Mate.”
“Mate.” Bucky replied sleepily and dropped his head to press a long kiss to his lips. “Are you alright?”
“Yeah. Better now.” Tony snuggled closer into the big Alpha.
“You should have called us. We could have come sooner.”
“You were busy.” Tony said with a shrug, and behind him Steve nuzzled his neck.“Not an excuse, honey.”
“Definitely not.” Bucky emphasized. “So whats going on?”
“Nothing. Just had a rough day. Wanted to hide.”
“Don't hide from us, Tony.” Steve cuddled up against him, laying soft kisses on his shoulders. “Not us.”
“Never us.” Bucky smiled. “Even though, seeing you wearing your mask was the cutest thing I've ever seen. Ever. And sweet thing, I have seen alot of cute kittens and puppies and I am telling you, you are the cutest.”
“Bucky.” Steve rolled his eyes. “Tony, his tail was wagging so fast it was like looking at a Labrador instead of a several hundred pound Alpha level shifter Wolf who had called me in a panic crying 911.”
“Did you call Steve in a panic?” Tony was trying not to laugh because Bucky looked just horribly affronted that Steve had told on him.
“It was just– you were so adorable. Tony, baby, my little kitten, so cute.” The Alpha shifter growled. “Mine. My litte shifter.” He glanced over at Steve. “Both of you. Mine.”
“Yours.” Tony whispered.
“Yours.” Steve repeated, his voice a little rough.
“Tony, if you’re alright, I think our mate needs some extra love today.” Bucky said with a soft smile and Tony leaned up to kiss him lightly before flipping over and jumping on Steve, raining kisses all over his face and neck, wiggling against him happily.
“Tony!” Steve was laughing, big hands resting on Tony's bare hips. “Honey, I'm fine.”
“Are you?” Bucky's voice dropped into that low rumble that he only used in bed with his mates. and Steve's eyes bled to gold. “Because I feel like you need some love.” He bent over Steve and slotted their lips together, humming in encouragement when Steve whined a little, and started panting.
“I love when he makes that noise.” Tony said, looking up from licking and kissing down Steve's chest. “That little desperate…”
“I know.” Bucky kissed him again, and laced a hand through Tony's dark hair, pushing him down lower. “Use your mouth, sugar, he loves that. Open those pretty lips.”
“Fuck.” Steve groaned when Tony grinned and wet his lips eagerly.“Hold him down.” Tony instructed. “He gets all jumpy during blowjobs.”
“Its perfect.” Bucky said soothingly when Steve flushed red. “Everything both of you do is perfect. I love you. My mates.”
“My mates.” Tony whispered and squeezed Bucky's hand.
“I love you. “ Steve started to say. “My ma—!!!” his voice shot to a shriek and Bucky kissed him so he wouldn't laugh, just because the way Steve reacted was so perfect, and the little giggle Tony gave was so perfect, and everything about life with his feline mates was… purrrrfect.