"Why do you ship Steve and Bucky? They're friends!"
"You can't ship Stucky. They're friends."
I know this might be completely shocking to some people, but in a healthy relationship, people who are together usually like each other. I know. Absolutely shocking.
People who are in a relationship can consider their partner their friend. Just because they started having romantic feelings for each other and having sex didn't mean the entire friendship suddenly vanished.
Just because Bucky and Steve are best friends only makes their relationship better.
Just because they go to a baseball game together doesn't mean they can't have sex later. Just because they go on a date together doesn't mean Bucky can't mock Steve for almost puking on his shoes on the carousel once. Just because they love each other and want to spend the rest of their lives together doesn't mean they can't call each other idiots like they're five years old again. Why do some people think those are mutually exclusive...?
And then there's the famous one: "Steve and Bucky are friends, so I see them as siblings. They can't be lovers."
I know it's shocking too, but just because people are friends doesn't mean they have to be like siblings. And just because you, for some reason, think that people who like each other have to be like siblings (whatever that means, because I don't like my brother, so I don't know) doesn't mean everyone has to think that way. And it certainly doesn't mean that such a ship becomes incest… And this applies to many other ships.
Baby's mom and more. - Steve Rogers x fem!reader x Bucky Barnes
Summary: Bucky and Steve wanted a child. Yn was willing to do it for her friends. She just didn't know they knew her secret.
Warnings: THREE-WAY SEX; pregnancy talk (duh); Steve and Bucky are married; Yn is in love with them (who isn't?); mentions of concussion and hospitalization; mentions of sperm, adoption, and other means of having a child;
Yn had never managed to take Bucky down in the ring, despite her thousands of attempts, she had never succeeded. However, that day, she saw the perfect opening.
Bucky heard the gym door opening and Shelly entering holding a file. His defensive stance fell as soon as his eyes saw the woman approaching, and Yn, being no fool, as soon as she saw the Sergeant's large, strong arms fall, she attacked. Her legs moved quickly, her knee rising and striking his stomach squarely, forcing him to bend over so she could jump onto his body and pull him completely down, wasting no time in twisting his body on the floor and positioning herself over him.
Now, she sat on his completely hard abdomen, her hands holding his wrists pinned to the floor, the feared Sergeant was finally immobilized on the ground.
In that position, Yn could observe Bucky even more closely. His beautiful eyes seemed to become even more intense with each passing second she looked, those long dark hairs spread across the tatami, the beard perfectly framing his face, giving the perfect frame to his rosy mouth. She never noticed how there were small, almost invisible, freckles all over his face, yet another adorable trait of Bucky.
"Sergeant Barnes, what will your husband think when he finds out you're looking at Agent Shelly?!" she teased with a victorious smile. Although her teasing could be used both ways, after all, she was also looking at him, even knowing he was married.
"I wasn't looking at her. " Bucky replied, rolling his eyes. Before Yn could object, he continued. "I was looking at her belly. " his tone, previously humorous because of his friend's teasing, now fell to sad and distressed.
"Oh… Nothing about the adoption agency?" she asked, letting go of his arms and sitting fully on his abdomen, which didn't seem to matter to him, since he rested his arms on her thighs.
Yn knew what he was talking about. She had been the first person to know that Bucky and Steve were looking to expand their family; it had been long months arguing with agencies and with SHIELD itself before they finally managed to get on the waiting list. She felt their anguish every time the phone rang, felt their pain every time they saw a family passing by.
"Actually, we received a response earlier today" Bucky sighed, closing his eyes as if he didn't want to see the painful reality. "No one will choose us, after all, all our data is erased, there's no information about us, thanks to SHIELD and its trust issues."
"Come on… You can't blame SHIELD" she tried to joke, but obviously it didn't work. "Does that mean they're going to take you off the list?"
"We've never been on a list, Yn" Bucky murmured sadly.
"I'm so sorry, Bucky. This is terrible. " Yn replied, letting her hands gently caress his shoulders. "But you have other options, don't you? Wouldn't surrogacy be viable? " she asked hopefully. She hoped that one day they would have the family they wanted.
"We can't." Bucky huffed in disappointment.
"Huh? Why not? I thought your… swimmers were great! You yourself bragged, which by the way gave me a slight trauma, that you were above average." She replied, feeling him laugh, which consequently made her sway against his abdomen. However, she didn't mind; at least she had managed to return the smile to her best friend. Bucky sighed, supporting himself on his elbows and slightly lifting his body, causing her to slide until she was in his groin.
"Our swimmers are wonderful. But the problem is the same. SHIELD is afraid that someone will find out that it's Steve and I who want a surrogate… And it gets even worse, since there's a risk of someone stealing our sperm and creating a mini super-soldier out there." He explained, and indeed, Yn understood how protective SHIELD could be; any leak that Steve and Bucky wanted to have children generated worldwide attention, both positive and negative.
"I'm so sorry…" YN tried to think of what to say, but at that moment, Steve entered the gym; he had done his workout outside with Sam that day.
Sam was dragging himself along the walls, walking with trembling legs to a bench and desperately sitting down, grabbing his water bottle and downing it in one go.
Steve, on the other hand, walked as if he had done a basic, casual workout; the sweat marks on his chest forced his already too-tight workout shirt to cling even more to his skin. His muscles seemed more bulging than ever, the veins in his arm creating rivers of despair. His blond hair still maintained its hairstyle, and his beard was always perfectly styled as usual. Yn could perfectly see his entire body, since Steve (Bucky too) insisted on wearing sweatshirts to work out, and obviously no one ever dared to complain; the light fabric of the material made every volume stand out. And let's just say the serum made all the muscles grow, if you know what I mean.
Before she could get even more lost in the sight of the blond man, her body was thrown onto the mat. Bucky intertwined his legs with hers, forcing his own knee against her most sensitive area. His strong hands held hers on the mat, his torso leaning until his face was so close to hers that she could feel his breath against her skin.
"And what am I supposed to think with you looking at my husband like that?" he teased with a mischievous smile on his face, which made the woman's blood boil in her cheeks.
"That you have excellent taste in men?" she replied, seeing his smile widen. Bucky took a deep breath, and Yn swore his pupils dilated with a pulse.
"A taste you certainly share," he said, moving his knee against the woman's body, which made her release a trembling breath at the sensation of her sex being pressed. "You can't even deny it…" he commented, tilting his head to the side, falling right over her ear, continuing to speak while teasing the poor woman with a light bite on her earlobe. "I can smell your lust, doll."
"What's wrong, Bucky? Are you going to kill her like that?" Steve's voice sounded like an alarm clock ringing in a wonderful dream.
"Nah… She likes it, doesn't she?" Bucky teased. YN just looked at Steve, not knowing how to react with his husband on top of her, his knee pressing against her sex, his lips teasing her body, and his almost hypnotic voice echoing in her ears. However, Steve didn't seem angry; if Yn could tell just by looking at him, Steve was excited.
"Someone… Someone take me to the infirmary… I'm… feeling like I'm going to die," Sam said, still breathless.
"I'll take you. Sergeant Hot-BARNES!" she said, pushing Bucky away and standing up, trying to hide her red face as she left the mat and lifted Sam from the bench. "See you later, Cap!" she shouted as she left the gym with Sam almost fainting in her arms.
"Is that your strategy?!" - Steve questioned his husband, entering the ring and helping him up.
"If you had joined us like we agreed!" Bucky replied in a tone that was almost annoyed with Steve, but not really.
"What we agreed on was talking to her about it! Not having sex in the middle of the gym!"
"It wouldn't be the first time" Bucky murmured, winking at Steve, who rolled his eyes trying to hide the blush on his cheeks.
"That was different… There was no one here and it was the middle of the night" Steve replied, feeling Bucky run his hands over his chest, going down and down until he touched his aroused member.
"But you can't deny that you liked what you saw, Captain."
"You're impossible, you know that?" Steve said with a small smile, leaning in for a quick kiss before suddenly pulling away.
"Where are you going?!"
"I'm going to do the right things!" Steve simply replied.
After Yn left Sam in the infirmary, where he received his hydration and electrolytes, she headed to the kitchen to grab something to drink, since after the gym, it felt like all the liquid in her body had boiled and evaporated through her skin. What she didn't expect was to see Steve there, showered and cooking a delicious meal.
The sight of him sweaty was divine, however, the sight of him in an apron, low-waisted pants, and a tight black shirt was almost too much.
"I was waiting for you to arrive… I made you something to eat, I hope it's okay," he said in his usual sweet tone. However, Yn sensed the hidden meaning in every syllable he spoke; she thought maybe now was the time he would yell at her for trying to steal her husband, which definitely didn't happen. After all, it was Bucky who said all that, she just… let him talk.
"W-why?!" she asked as she walked to the cupboards to get the plates.
"Do I have to have a reason?" Steve's voice came directly into her ear, before his body pressed against hers. Despite the many layers of fabric between them, Yn could count every single muscle on his back, and of course, the size of his member. She was right about her nickname after all.
"N-no?" she said, pulling a glass towards herself, while Steve grabbed the plates from the top shelf, forcing his body even closer to hers. And then, he pulled away.
"I hope you like it, I made it thinking of you." he said as he placed the meal on the plate, serving the woman with another wink.
"It smells great, Stevie… I didn't know you cooked." she said, putting the fork in her mouth.
"Only for my favorite people" Steve replied, walking around the counter, grabbing a napkin and wiping an invisible smudge from the woman's face, using that only as an excuse to touch her skin.
"Oh… And how many are on the prize list, captain-handsome CAPTAIN!?" She spoke without thinking, which led to the leakage of a terrible and, at the same time, delightful thought. At least Steve seemed to have a good enough sense of humor to laugh.
"Just you and Bucky" he replied.
"I'm flattered. It's great, Stevie." she said, trying to break free from the hypnosis of those sky-blue eyes.
"That's good… You know, you were right, I have a second intention with my food."
"And what is it?" she asked, curious and at the same time full of apprehension.
"I want to invite you to dinner at our house. Tonight." he said confidently, placing his thumb and forefinger on the woman's chin, forcing her to look at him. " I made the food to prove to you that what you're going to eat tonight is good. What do you say?" he joked while waiting for the answer.
"O-of course. I would love to have dinner with you. " she finally replied.
"Great. See you tonight. Bye, darling." Steve spoke, leaving a bold kiss on the corner of Yn's mouth, who held her breath for several long seconds before finally coming to her senses.
"I thought Captain Rogers was married to Sergeant Barnes." the teenager's voice made the woman jump in her seat. Peter slowly lowered himself from the ceiling, getting to the woman's eye level.
"PETER! How many times have I told you not to do that, spider-boy?!" she shouted in fright.
"Sorry, I smelled food and got hungry. Why was Captain Rogers asking you out on a date?" the teenager didn't seem to care at all about being upside down for a long time.
"It's not a date!"
"Are you sure? It seemed like a date request… The flirting, the dinner request, the excuse to touch your face, the kiss…"
"IT WASN'T A KISS!" Yn said, getting up with her plate and walking out of the kitchen. "AND IT'S NOT A DATE!"
But what if it was?!
Bucky and Steve had always been protective of her, and they always flirted, but that day it was all too much. The flirting was so obvious that anyone could see it, the sexual tension was palpable.
Maybe it was a date.
With Bucky and Steve.
Oh God, Sam isn't the only one who's going to end up in the infirmary today…
As night fell that day, Yn finished getting ready. Simple, comfortable clothes; she didn't want to overdress, since it definitely wasn't a date. It was just dinner with friends. Nothing more.
She left her apartment with nervous hands. The whole short walk out of the large complex towards a small road that led to Steve and Bucky's house, Yn kept repeating to herself, "There's no reason to be nervous! It's just Steve and Bucky… Just Steve and Bucky. Her best friends… Who are acting extremely bizarrely. Maybe Peter was right, maybe this is a date?
Oh my god! Am I going to be a couple's unicorn?!
Bucky opened the door, greeting her with a tight hug, placing a hand on her lower back, which caused a small nervous laugh as he led her to the kitchen.
The smell of the meal Steve had made created the most delicious domestic atmosphere. She had visited that house several times, and was always surprised by how domestic it felt. It was the complete opposite of the complex; there, Steve and Bucky could be themselves, without having to worry about who was watching them, always thinking about maintaining the appearances of Captain and Sergeant.
Steve came out of the kitchen, walking towards her to give her a hug and a kiss on the cheek, which, of course, provoked her lips just like earlier.
"I hope you're hungry," the dark-haired man joked, taking the plates and placing them on the table, while Steve took the pans to place them on the table as well.
"Always," she replied with a laugh, sitting down and watching the two Super Soldiers serve her the delicious food Steve had made.
Soon they served themselves and sat down as well. The three began to eat, getting into lighthearted conversations, as the two men there felt the strong tension on the woman's skin.
"It's very tasty, Stevie…" Yn said, looking at her plate, still thinking about the teenage spider's words.
"But?" Steve questioned, knowing that her mind was elsewhere.
"How do you know there's a 'but'?" she asked, raising her eyes to Steve's perfect blue ones.
"We know you better than you think, doll," Bucky answered for him. She took a deep breath, sighing heavily before answering.
"What's going on today?! Is this a date?! What's happening?!" Her tone wasn't supposed to be so nervous, but it was impossible not to. "First you made that whole scene at the gym! With your husband right there, Barnes!!! And you, in the kitchen?! Seriously?!" Perhaps her nerves were greater than she thought, since her tone was accusatory and full of fear. What if she had read the situation completely wrong? However, to her surprise, the two looked at each other and let out a small laugh. - What?!
"Doll, we need to talk" Bucky said, taking Steve's hand and extending the other to her; the blond did the same. "Do you remember what we were talking about at the gym earlier? About me and Steve?"
"Sure."
"Bucky told her that we'd reached a dead end with our idea of starting a family. And before we talk about what we want, I want to say that you were never our last option, from the beginning we thought about you, but we weren't sure about your feelings. " Steve said, letting his finger create small patterns on her hand.
"When Steve and I finally got together, we had a serious conversation about you. Doll, you mean so much to us, you can't even imagine how much we feel about you. We love you, and not just as our friend" Bucky added, smiling as he heard her heart racing.
"We chose to keep those feelings for you to ourselves for a long time, we didn't know what your feelings were for us. Until recently… When you came back from that mission with a concussion, and you were very distracted about everything, remember that?"
"To be honest, those three days are a blur to me" she replied with a small nervous smile, what had she said?!
"You managed to convey your feelings to us… And to Diego from Ice Age." Steve said, trying to refresh her memory. The only reaction Yn had at that moment was to want to crawl into a hole and never come out.
"After that day, Steve and I started talking again and came to the conclusion that… We can't have a family without you in it."
"Which is really funny, since we really can't have a family without you either." Steve commented with a certain laugh.
"Which brings us to you being here today… We want not only to ask you to be ours, to be part of our relationship, but also to be the mother of our baby." Bucky finally said, looking at Steve before focusing those oceanic eyes on her.
"Oh"
"We know that's a lot to ask, and if you accept, we'll take things at your pace. When you're ready, and only then. " Steve finished, feeling that maybe that "oh" wasn't good. YN remained completely silent, absorbing the entire conversation before she could think of saying anything.
Her feelings for both of them were obvious. Her attraction to both of them was obvious. There was absolutely no doubt about it.
However, she knew that their lifelong dream was to be parents. And regarding that, Yn was afraid.
Throughout her life, she had witnessed the horrendous situation that mothers suffer. Women reaching such exhaustion that they couldn't do the simplest things, and their husbands not even knowing how to change a diaper.
She promised herself that if she ever had children, it would be with someone who she knew wouldn't abandon her in the most difficult situations, someone who would give her the support she needed, someone who would listen even when she didn't speak, someone who would truly be present and be a real father.
And obviously, she never found that someone.
However, she knew Steve and Bucky. And even though they were from another time, they were much more evolved than she thought. Yn lost count of how many times they helped her when she was down, how many times they were there for her.
And for some time now, she had thought, she would only have a child with someone like them.
"Doll… Are we losing our minds here, saying something? Please. " Bucky pleaded in a nervous tone.
"I… I want to. I want to be yours and I want to have your child." she said with a smile, seeing the two Super Soldiers sigh in relief.
Bucky stood up first, going around the table and hugging Yn, Steve did the same, hugging her from behind.
Yn loved his hugs, the way their large bodies completely enveloped her, leaving no room for anything. Anyone watching from the outside couldn't even see her body between them. The hug always gave her the most incredible feeling of security, being completely protected by the two of them.
Steve was the one who pulled away first, seeing her turn her head towards him, and he quickly made up his mind. That long-held desire wanted nothing more than to experience her kiss. Their lips met, Yn still had the slight sweet taste of her lip balm on her mouth, giving Steve a frenzy of sweetness, deepening the kiss.
She felt his beard brushing around her mouth, teasing her skin with a sensation that would be unpleasant for anyone else, but thanks to the perfect contrast of his soft lips, that combination only made her focus even more on his kiss.
Her focus on Steve's lips was cut off when she felt another mouth, this time on her neck. The warm, wet touch of Bucky's lips, his beard teasing her sensitive skin just like his husband's. If Yn didn't lean on their arms, her knees would give way at that moment.
Bucky's mouth slowly moved up her neck, meeting hers, joining in that kiss.
The best way to describe that situation would be to use the word confusion. Three mouths, three tongues, each wanting to feel the other. However, even that confusion was incredible. There was no other adjective to describe it, it was incredible and all its synonyms.
Her knees actually gave way there, but instead of Steve or Bucky just giving her support, the supersoldier with the metal arm lifted her completely off the ground, allowing her to be free to grab both of their faces.
Steve broke away from the kiss, moving his mouth down her neck, marking the other side to match Bucky's side.
"We… can start trying," Yn said breathlessly, Steve's lips leaving her neck, the blond exchanged a look with Bucky, who seemed surprised by her words.
"Are you sure? We can go at your pace, doll…" he said, bringing one of his hands to her face, removing the strands of hair that had become messy during the kiss.
"I know. This is my time," she replied, caressing both of their cheeks, who looked at each other again before stealing a light and quick kiss from each other.
She saw Steve and Bucky exchange a smile before turning their attention back to her.
"What? BARNES!!!" she screamed in surprise as her body was thrown over the sergeant's shoulder, who in response only gave her a sharp slap on the butt, followed by a bite on her thigh.
He started walking towards the room, Yn could see Steve walking right behind him, with a smile so mischievous that he didn't even look like the Captain America she knew.
As soon as they arrived in the room, Steve was already shirtless, taking off his pants. Bucky threw her onto the soft bed, tearing off his own shirt and pants while she settled on the mattress.
That sight of the two Super Soldiers wearing only underwear, crawling across the mattress until they were at her height, was the best sight she had ever had.
She closed her eyes with the sensation of his lips meeting hers. Yn felt their hands all over her body, unbuttoning her pants, tearing off her panties, ripping her t-shirt and bra out of the way, it was as if she were a meal served to hungry barbarians. And it was delicious.
Their mouths descended from hers, Bucky creating a trail across her breasts, abdomen, falling to her thighs, biting and sucking the sensitive skin, before plunging into her body, licking from her lowest part to her mons pubis, relishing that meal. Meanwhile, Steve trailed his lips down her neck, targeting the woman's breasts. His hot mouth teased her nipples, sucking and biting, licking and kissing in just the right way so that she couldn't say or think anything, only moan.
Her first orgasm hit her fast and hard, like lightning striking a large tree in the forest, burning her body from the inside out.
But they weren't close to being finished. Bucky pulled Steve into a kiss, forcing Yn's orgasm against the blond's mouth. Yn could see Bucky's wet face smearing Steve's face, who didn't care much, devouring her orgasm just like Bucky.
She tried to get up, with the sole intention of ripping off both of their underwear, since the fabrics were struggling so hard to contain their arousal, but neither of them dared to allow it. Steve took her hands before the woman's warm touch even reached the waistband of his clothes. Yn looked at him as if he had denied her a glass of water on a hot day, and in response he only winked at her.
"You think we're done with you?" he asked. "Bucky had the opportunity to taste you, you're not going to deprive me of the same, are you?" She spoke, positioning herself in the same place as Bucky, but just by looking at him, she knew he wouldn't do the same as Bucky. Steve wrapped his arms around the woman's hips, turning his own body on the bed, and forcing her to follow him, causing her sex to mount his mouth.
"Oh!!" she moaned loudly and strongly with the sensation of all her weight on the captain's tongue.
"I know how much you want this" Bucky said, tearing off his own underwear and lying down in front of her. She obviously didn't think twice, opening her mouth and letting Bucky's large, excited penis slide onto her tongue, hitting against her throat and bringing tears to her eyes.
She felt the weight of that muscle in her mouth, felt the taste of his skin, the slight saltiness of the sergeant's lust going down her throat. She could feel every fold of skin, every vein pressing and pulsing on her tongue, it was a wonderful sensation. That metallic hand ran through the woman's hair, gently pushing her head against his body, forcing it until Yn's nose touched the dark hairs covering its base. Bucky threw his head against the headboard, moaning the woman's name as he felt her throat fight against him. But what really made him see stars was Yn's delicate and careful hands touching his scrotum, massaging the heavy, pleasure-filled balls that hung from his body.
Yn wanted to scream, but Bucky's penis in her mouth muffled her pleasure. Her eyes watered with pleasure as Steve devoured her entire body. His large hands embraced her buttocks, forcing her body even closer to him, letting his tongue go even deeper and his nose press against the exact spot. Her orgasm came again, even more intense this time.
Bucky pulled her head from between his legs, pulling her towards him, taking her mouth in a strong kiss, while Steve removed his underwear.
"Do you think she's ready?" Steve asked, positioning himself between Bucky's legs. Yn had her legs spread over the sergeant, letting her arousal drip down her thighs. She felt Steve's member wetting her body, rubbing against her skin, provoking her even more.
"I don't know, do you think you're ready, doll?" Bucky asked, his hands on her cheeks. He swore he wanted to record that scene forever, her face bearing the most intoxicated expression of pleasure possible, her pupils dilated, sweat on the crown of her head, red cheeks, tears on her eyelashes, saliva making her mouth shine… She was a masterpiece.
"I'm ready… Please, Stevie" she said, lifting her hips into the air, begging to feel the supersoldier's body against hers.
"Asking so politely, how can I say no?" Steve replied, placing his large, flat hands on Yn's buttocks, opening her body even wider so he could enter into that pleasure.
She let her chest fall against Bucky's as soon as she felt Steve's warm head enter her body. Bucky laughed at the moan that escaped her throat, his hands sliding down from her face to her back and then to her buttocks, intertwining his fingers with her husband's, who smiled with his eyes closed, reveling in the pleasure.
Steve slowly entered her wet slit, feeling those wet, gelatinous walls of Yn embracing him so deliciously. When he finally reached his end, he waited until Yn relaxed around him, after all, they both knew they were extremely well-endowed.
"Bucky… I want Bucky too" she said, placing her hands flat on the sergeant's chest, using them to lift herself up so she could look him in the eyes. "Please… I want both of you" she said, looking over her shoulder at Steve, begging him to let her.
"Are you sure? We want to go easy on you today, doll… We don't want to hurt you." the sergeant replied, bringing one of his hands to her face again, forcing her to look at him again.
"No. I want both of you. I need you. Please" she pleaded, embracing his hand with hers, bringing the other to her back, asking for Steve's hand as well. They exchanged glances before putting their hands into action. Steve made a small movement as if he were going to leave her body, but she stopped him. She didn't want them both in different places; she wanted them both in the same place. "Please". she pleaded again, knowing that this was what her body wanted and nothing more.
"If you feel any pain"
"Or want to stop at any point, let us know" Steve spoke in a commanding tone, which Yn didn't dare disobey.
Bucky brought his member, still wet with her saliva, to her entrance, forcing just enough for his head to enter, pressing against Steve and the woman's walls. The three groaned at the torturous sensation of Bucky squeezing, slowly and increasingly entering the woman's body.
The sensation of having both of them inside her was torturous; her body felt like it was being torn in two, but what seemed horrible was actually the most pleasurable sensation possible. Her body pulsed on the verge of an orgasm from that sensation alone; her brain seemed to shut down, leaving her drugged with the most intense pleasure she had ever experienced.
The two looked at each other, breathless and on the verge of climaxing, just like her. Matching their rhythm through glances, Steve and Bucky moved just enough to reach pleasure.
Yn came again, unable to bear all that pleasure. Her whole body trembling, Steve quickly gripped her hip, while Bucky pulled her against his chest again, feeling her tears wetting his warm skin, her nails marking his chest, leaving lovely half-moons of pleasure.
Bucky and Steve struggled to hold back the pleasure a little longer, but with her body pulsing around them, her moaning their names as if it were a prayer, it was impossible. They both melted at the same instant, their pleasures mingling inside the woman, increasing her pleasure and theirs.
Yn wondered if all that pleasure inside her was a consequence of both of them being Super Soldiers, and as Bucky said, their swimmers were above average, maybe that's what he meant. Their pleasure spilled out of her body, and the two of them were still jumping, with each pulse, spurting even more inside her womb, filling it slowly and deliciously.
Soon, the two calmed down, sighing and moaning at last. She felt Steve's hands caressing her back, Bucky did the same, waiting for their bodies to calm down a little more so that they could move.
In a careful and delicate movement, Steve left her body, lying down next to Bucky, who passed Yn's limp body to the blond man, who happily picked her up. Smiling at Yn's fatigued state, as if she couldn't keep her eyes open, but her smile was firm and strong on her lips.
"I'll get something to clean you up a bit, okay?" Bucky said, leaving a kiss on the woman's bare shoulder, who smiled at the gesture.
"Are you feeling okay?" Steve asked, guiding her head so that she lay on his chest, letting him massage her scalp with a delicious caress.
"Uh-huh" a sound was all Yn could say.
"Aren't you in pain? We don't want to hurt you, my love" Steve's worried tone made Yn open her eyes, using her last strength to kiss his mouth and silence her mind.
"You didn't hurt me… I'm fine. I promise" the blond man assured her, smiling and stealing another kiss. Bucky returned soon after, Yn didn't have the strength to see, but she felt the warm, damp towel on her legs and in her slit, cleaning her body with such care. Then, Steve cleaned himself as well. Bucky lay down again, handing a bottle of water to Steve, who opened it and brought it to Yn's mouth, who immediately drank the refreshing liquid.
"Want to take a nap and then we'll go for a shower?" the sergeant suggested as he ran his metallic fingers up and down her back.
"Uh-huh…" again, that was all Yn could say, causing a laugh between the two.
Steve and Bucky exchanged a few kisses before snuggling into the large bed, embracing with YN in their midst, protecting her from the world around them, as they had always wanted.
About three weeks later, they had confirmation of the family's growth.
Steve and Bucky remind me so much of a bonded pair of cats at the animal shelter that cannot be separated and have to be adopted together.
Whenever Steve's away on a mission, Bucky is inconsolable, hiding under furniture and impossibly wedging himself into tiny spaces, snapping at people who get too close, because Steve's touch is the only that he can genuinely trust.
Whenever Bucky's away in Wakanda, Steve cannot regulate himself whatsoever, pacing around nonstop and unable to make himself eat, sleep, shower, or do anything but focus on when Bucky is coming home, because he has lost Bucky before and he lives in a constant state of fear that he will lose him again.
They're always touching somehow, whether Steve is holding Bucky's hand or combing through his hair with his fingers, whether Bucky is leaning into Steve's side or clutching a fistful of his shirt. You will almost never see Steve without his shadow or Bucky without his guard dog. Whenever Steve leaves for his morning run (one of the only times he can handle being away from his partner, although he always returns as quickly as possible), he always wakes Bucky up to press a kiss to his forehead and softly let him know where he's going, because the first time he tried to quietly slip out of bed and leave Bucky a note, the other man had a full-blown panic attack at the thought that it might be a forgery and Steve might be gone, and Steve had come home to find him sobbing uncontrollably wrapped in urine-soaked sheets under the bed.
Nobody can look at those two together and deny that they need each other. The sheer devotion and longing and hope and adoration in their eyes when they look at each other is proof to anyone watching that their love is one of the purest things on this earth.
Stucky, Gen Audiences, pre-war 1930s. Idiots in love is the best trope. Three 100-word drabbles. These drabbles meet the requirements for @stuckygeekevents' June Pride 2026 event, for Track 1 (Hidden in Plain Sight).
Summary:
Seriously, they are so dumb. What's a mom to do?
Bucky doesn't know.
"It's a fine idea," says Mrs. Barnes. "You'll keep an eye on each other."
Steve won't, can't look at Bucky. He remembers their tiny room, the single bed, the bathtub in the kitchen.
Eyes on Bucky? He won't have a choice. Nowhere to hide now.
Winnie ruffles Bucky's hair up; he scowls and smooths it down. "You'll both come home for dinner every Friday night."
"Yes, ma'am," says Steve, as if the thought of sharing a room, a bed, a life with Bucky doesn't scare Steve joyous.
But Bucky doesn't know.
And Steve will never tell him.
*
Steve doesn't know.
"A fine idea," says Ma.
But Pop hides behind his newspaper, silent. Bucky's stomach is in knots, waiting for certain disapproval.
The idea of Steve, alone in Hell's Kitchen, churns Bucky's stomach more. Or worse—sharing that rat-trap with any other guy.
"Home for dinner, every Friday," adds Ma.
Bucky's stare could set the paper on fire by the time George turns the page and speaks. "Stop mothering them, Win. They'll be fine."
Bucky stares in disbelief… and hope.
If George can accept this new normal, maybe…
But Steve doesn't know.
And Bucky will never tell him.
*
George doesn't know.
"It's a fine idea," says Winnie. "You can keep an eye on each other."
Not that Bucky nor Steve look at each other now; Winnie could laugh or knock their heads together. She settles with ruffling Bucky's hair; he scowls and keeps his anxious gaze on George.
They're grown, they need freedom, Winnie had said earlier. Don't disapprove just because you don't like it.
