Remember Me - Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader
Summary: New York, 2012. While the city crumbled under Loki's attack, a barista made the foolish choice to fight.
That choice sealed her fate: to love Steve Rogers; but as if it were the most horrific joke, fate made her fall madly in love with Bucky Barnes.
Her heart didn't obey the rules, beating for two loves.
And as if it were a punishment, she could never have both.
Warnings: a polyamorous story between Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader. Using YN, it partially follows the MCU timeline. The story will contain: strong language, sex scenes, pregnancy, fight scenes, miscarriage, Thanos (he deserves his own warning), Steve and Bucky portrayed as bisexual containing mentions of their past relationship, Natasha is a sweetheart, Steve makes some mistakes (he goes back in time to Peggy (SORRY)). I don't know if I missed anything, let me know!
A/N: This is for HBC’s Kinktober! @the-ss-horniest-book-club @the-ce-horniest-book-club / Divider by @whimsicalrogers
You had been dating Steve and Bucky for a few weeks, ever since they pulled a little thing you liked to call the Coffee Stunt. They told you to dress up for your date tonight, one of Tony’s parties. You had gone all out with a matching lingerie set, garter belt, stockings, heels, and a killer dress. It was altogether different than your usual loose fitting dress or work slacks. You were running a little late and had texted them that you would meet them at the party. As you enter you survey the room looking for the two of them and spot Bucky at the bar. Catching his eye, you smile brightly. Bucky’s mouth drops open as he looks you up and down and then you see him hitting Steve’s arm frantically. Steve looks at Bucky in confusion and then follows his gaze. He stares at you for a moment before breaking into a grin. In unison, the two move towards you.
“You look gorgeous, dollface!” Bucky kisses your cheek.
“Thank you, Bucky.” You smile at him and turn to Steve who delivers a swift kiss.
“Wow, I’m… speechless.” Steve gives you another once-over.
“I clean up pretty good, huh?” You sass. You’re elated at their reaction and the fact that neither of them have been able to take their hands off you since they got to you. “Just wait until you see what’s under it.” You say only loud enough for the two of them to hear.”
“Doll!” Bucky groans, “I’m not going to make it through this party if you tease us like that.”
You smirk at him. The evening goes by quickly. You meet the rest of the Avengers and enjoy yourself immensely. Steve and Bucky introduce you to everyone as their girlfriend which surprised and delighted you.
At the end of the evening, the three of you ended up in Steve’s room.
“You two were so sweet to me tonight. I was, um, a little surprised when you introduced me as your girlfriend.” You look at the two.
“Was that okay with you?” Bucky asks.
“Absolutely,” you kiss him. “Will you unzip me, please?” You ask as you turn your back to him.
“My pleasure, doll.” Bucky grins at Steve while pulling the zipper down slowly.
“Thank you.” You step away from him and face the two as you slowly lower your dress revealing the lingerie set below.
“Wow, I…” Steve stares at you.
“Speechless again, Rogers?” You tease.
“You are full of surprises tonight.” Steve’s hands go to your hips.
“Mmmmm, I had something I wanted to ask you to do. I thought I would make myself enticing to convince you.”
“Anything you want, doll,” Bucky’s lips land sweetly on your shoulder.
“What is it you want, sweetheart?” Steve’s lips going to the side of your neck.
“I want both of you,” you are getting lost in the sensation of both of their mouths on you.
“You have both of us, doll. What do you want us to do?” Bucky prompts.
“Um, I…” You falter.
“Oh, look, Buck, she’s being shy.” Steve teases.
“Whatever you want, doll, just tell us.” Bucky reassures.
You grab Steve’s hair and pull his head back until he’s staring you in the eyes, “I want you to fuck me in the ass,” you reach back and grab Bucky’s hair until he looks at you, “while you fuck my pussy.”
“Fuck, doll.” Bucky’s pupils blow out with lust.
Your panties are ripped to pieces by Steve who is breathing heavily.
“Damnit, Steve, those are expensive.” You grouse playfully.
“I’ll take you shopping tomorrow,” he throws you on the bed and begins stripping. He and Bucky are naked quickly and you remove your bra and garter belt as you watch them undress. Steve retrieves a bottle of lube from his drawer, “Let’s get you ready, sweetheart. Hands and knees.”
You position yourself and feel Steve’s hands spreading the lube over your tight hole and gently probing. Bucky kisses your mouth and whispers encouragement as Steve works a finger into you.
“You’re so beautiful, doll. Doing so good. You know, don’t you? We’d do anything for you. Anything you wanted. You got us both so hot and bothered coming into the party looking like a million bucks. And then that lingerie. Fuck, doll, you’re so good to us. Gonna make you feel so good.” Bucky’s sweet words go straight to your core.
Steve had worked two fingers into you and you were pushing back into his hand as he worked in and out of you. “Steve, feels so good.” You moan.
“You ready for me, doll?” Steve asks as he slides his fingers in and out of you.
“Yes, please, Stevie.” You whine. Steve removes his fingers and gently turns you to lay on your side before positioning himself behind you. Bucky lays in front of you and you reach out for him. You trail a finger down his chest until you can wrap your hand around his shaft and gently pump him. “Can’t wait to have you inside me. Want you so much.”
“Want you, too, doll.” Bucky kisses you.
Steve lubes himself thoroughly and presses against your ass. You feel the pressure as his large cock probes your entrance until you relax into him and feel his head push past your barrier.
“Oh!” You gasp.
“Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?” Steve asks.
“No, it’s good.” You press back into him more. Steve begins to gently work in and out of you. “Bucky, Bucky, please.” Pulling him closer, you throw your leg over his hip. Bucky rubs the head of his cock up and down your slit before pressing into you. The stretch is incredible and the feeling of fullness is intense as both men slowly work in and out of you.
“God, Buck, can feel you moving inside her.” Steve says as he gently thrusts.
“Fuck. It’s so good.” Pleasure washes through you as Bucky rolls his hips more quickly.
“Doll, it’s so good. You feel so good.” Bucky rubs a finger against your clit making you quiver against him.
“More, please. Steve, Buck, it’s so good.” You reach one arm behind to grab onto Steve as he works in and out of you.
Steve’s lips are on your ear, “You’re so fucking perfect, sweetheart. Such a good girl for us. Fuck, it’s so tight. I’m not gonna last much longer.”
Bucky’s fingers move more quickly over your clit and your orgasm slams through you. You cry out in surprise how quickly it hit you and the intensity. Your whole body quakes and you hear Steve give a hoarse cry as he releases inside you. Bucky kisses you, his tongue twining with yours. “Fuck, doll. Fuck,” Bucky groans as he reaches his end.
The three of you lay together, hands gently trailing over each other, and gentle kisses exchanged. You can’t help but feel utter happiness and contentment in their arms.
“Stay.” Steve whispers.
“What?” You say.
“You always leave afterwards. Stay, stay with us tonight.” Steve pulls you more tightly against him.
“Please,” Bucky adds.
It nearly brings tears to your eyes, “Okay. I’ll stay.”
W is for Wednesday and WIP, y’all know that by now! So here it is, a sneek peak of a request I got a while back, for a threesome with Stucky during a mission 😎 It’s almost done, so it should be coming out in May 😁
If there’s anything else on my WIP list you’d like to see a teaser of, today’s the day to ask me for it!
“Do we have to make you cry?” Steve insisted, other hand snaking around my body to circle my clit, making my thighs tremble as I did begin to cry, desperate for a release I knew they wouldn’t grant me. “Fuck you until you pass out and then continue to use you?”
The suggestion shouldn’t have made me so aroused, but it did. It did and they both knew it, so they continued, “So you’ll wake up covered in our spent, drowning in it, knowing that we took full advantage of this body that you’re so careless of?”
Punishment be damned, I came with a scream. As my walls contracted around them, I heard them curse, hips losing control as they too where brought to their releases because of me.
I whimpered when they both pulled away, hiding my face in Steve’s neck as he carried me in his arm until the bed we’d all have to share. I don’t think any of us minded the prospect, even if it wasn’t what the people who designed the safe house probably intended.
Two handeds brushed the hair out of my face as I was deposited on Bucky’s lap. Groggily, I struggled to open my eyes and focus on him after being fucked so brutally. “Sweetheart, pay attention to me.”
His tone didn’t leave space for any arguments.
“Will you promise to be good from now on?” He questioned. “Obey our orders?” But I was too out of it to answer them. At my innocent silence, Steve sighed, sitting by our side and grabbing my jaw so I’d look at him.
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Warnings: slight description of domestic abuse, nightmares
Rating: Mature
Words: 1,981
Square Filled/Daily Challenge/Prompt: O1 - Nightmares / “Does he hit you?” / “What’s going on?”
Written for/Dedicated to: @star-spangled-bingo / @jewels2876 / @laureharrier and @tommyparkerr
Summary: Reader intrudes on the pair to stay the night without much of an explanation, but has no choice when she wakes them during the night from a nightmare
A/N: Not like anyone reads my shit anymore, but yeah...I busted my butt on this thing with six edits and two rewrites...so it’s probably shit as my RL is bleeding into my fics now....and I just have given up on getting anything in return. This is nice
“Hey Buck, did you want yours spicy or no?” Steve called from the kitchen to the living room, where Bucky was sitting on the couch playing video games. Steve could hear the volume cease before Bucky called back.
“Sure, but not overly, like you.” Then the sound resumed with slight cursing making Steve chuckle as he mixed the crema and spices together. Just as he was about to plate the food, there was frantic knocking at their door, making Steve knitted his brows together before taking large steps towards the front door. From the corner of his eye, he could see that Bucky had stopped the game, a glock in his hand already as he stood waiting for him to open the door. A silhouette could be made through the barely sheer curtain from the glass that trimmed the door frame as Steve leaned over to reach for his shield, stopping when a familiar, a voice called out.
“Steve. Bucky. Please, open up.” It was almost panicky sounding, the door knob jiggling with the words.
Steve unlocked the door, shield forgotten, revealing their teammate, Y/N, her hair mussed and eyes red. Despite the warm night she was shivering in her oversized sweatshirt and flannel pants. She didn’t wait for Steve to even utter the words to have her come, pushing past him as she waved to Bucky.
“Put that away,” she gruffed, her voice sounding deeper than normal, her hand shaking violently.
“Y/N?” Steve never seen her like this, and she had been in some rather grisly scenarios where she walked away like she just did a menial task like laundry or getting the mail.
“I’m fine Steve. I just...I need to sleep her tonight,” she whispered, stopping at the stairs, her head hung. “Please.”
Steve looked at Bucky, who was wearing the same concerned look that he had.
“Sure,” Bucky answered first, “first door on the right.”
“I remember,” she replied softly as she started to ascend the stairs.
Both men were now at the foot of the staircase, watching her disappear and heard the door close, perplexed by what they witnessed. Bucky turned his wrist, checking the time.
“Think we should at least offer something to eat or drink?” he asked softly, never tearing his gaze away from the top of the stairs.
Steve rested his hand on his lover’s lower back and shook his head. “Let her be. You know how she can get when she wants space. C’mon, lets just eat and let her come to us.”
“She’s not a dog, Steve,” Bucky grumbled, not liking that his friend was acting odd and in their spare room. He didn’t say much more as he walked towards the kitchen mumbling under his breath, things that Steve couldn’t catch.
“What did you say Buck?”
“I said, she’s not our girl anymore, either,” Bucky grumbled, turning towards Steve, but his eyes were at the stairs. Steve swore he could see a bit of hope in his boyfriend’s eyes, as if he was waiting for her to come down.
“I know,” Steve sighed, taking Bucky’s hand, “but we all agreed to stay friends.”
“I’m starting to regret letting her go.”
“Me too.”
~*~
They had settled in bed later, neither had heard from Y/N since she arrived nor did they want to bother her to see if she was okay. Between the two of them, they would know if there was anything a foul with their heightened senses.
“You think she will be here in the morning?” Bucky asked softly, marking his spot in the Lovecraft collection he was reading before setting it aside to look at Steve.
Steve looked up from the magazine he was thumbing through, giving the brunet a shrug and a frown. “Not sure. Y/N wasn’t one to really divulge what bothers her. I don’t see it start---”
Steve’s words were interrupted by what sounded like a broken sob, making the two men share a look before they slowly crawled out of bed to go investigate to see if it was an awake Y/N or not. Before they could even get into the hallway the muttered words broke the sobs, pain evident in each syllable.
“No...Jack. Please. Stop.”
Steve and Bucky shared a look and hastily walked to the spare room that Y/N took resident in. Bucky walked through the door first, shocked to see she was still in bed, her eyes screwed shut in a painful manner, her forehead had a sheen of sweat, and her body twisted and contorted amid of what seemed to be a nightmare. Steve stopped next to Bucky, eyes wide. Neither had seen Y/N so vulnerable or in pain in their time together. The blond strode over to the bed and sat on the edge, his hand tentatively pressed onto one of her shoulders, shaking her slightly.
“Y/N,” he said softly, worry dripping off the one word as he watched her thrash in the sheets, her limbs getting tangled in the twisted cloths. “Y/N,” he repeated, this time more forcibly, his other hand coming up to cup her cheek. Bucky had made his way to the other side of the bed, taking resident on the mattress, taking her hand in his flesh one, rubbing small circles on the back of her hand.
“Y/N, sweetie. Wake up.” Bucky’s words were almost a plea, tearing at Steve’s heart.
Steve could feel the shift in her heart beat and her breathing, her eyes squeezed tight as her hand came up as if to rub her face, but instead her fingers wrapped around Steve’s wrist and she tried to bring her leg up to wrap it around his neck, but the sheet kept her in place. The look of sheer terror on her face was enough to surprise both men but also anger them. Sure, they have went their separate ways seven months ago, but did she really forget how they were? Even in the state of sleep?
“Stop it, Jack!” she called out, tears streaming down her cheeks now, the phrase making Steve’s stomach feel uneasy.
“Hey, doll, it’s us,” Bucky soothed, his hand moving over her hair and down her cheek, “It’s Steve and Bucky. Jack’s not here.” Steve could hear the pain and anger in his lover’s voice just as plainly as he could see the hurt on Y/N’s face.
The words soothed her, making her go limp under their touch before curling towards Bucky as her body was wracked with sobs, her grip tight on the brunet’s hand. Steve rubbed her back before laying next to her, his arm instinctively going around her waist, pulling her close to him. Her whole body shook as she cried while both men stayed quiet, giving her time. After what felt was a few moments, she sniffed as her body relaxed in Steve’s grip, pulling Bucky down to her to join them. Steve felt odd as it had been so long since the three of them were this intimate.
“So sorry,” she mumbled, her face buried into Bucky’s chest. “I didn’t mean to wake you. I’ll be fine.” Her words were meaningless as she held onto Bucky with a death grip and never moved away from Steve.
“You didn’t wake us,” Bucky shushed, his hand moving over her hair, fingertips pressing into her scalp.
“What’s going on?” Steve asked cautiously, his lips brushing against her bare shoulder, right next to the strap of her tank she was wearing.
“Noth---”
“Don’t say nothing,” he growled softly, his grip tightening around her to keep her to him. The words died on her lips and she remained silent for some time before answering.
“I’m leaving Jack,” she whispered, making Steve and Bucky share a look and both agreeing silently to let her talk at her own pace, only asking for questions for clarification.
“I’m sorry I asked for space,” she sniffed, nuzzling Bucky’s chest to hide her face. “I’m sorry I didn’t want to share anymore. I was selfish.”
“No, baby girl, you weren’t. We asked too much from you,” Bucky said softly, hating to see the woman they both loved, still love, apologize for something that was unknown.
“No you weren’t. I was asking too much. I wanted the attention on me. I wanted what was considered average because I couldn’t share our relationship with anyone who didn’t understand us.” Y/N sniffed again, turning this time to be on her back, her arm flinging over her eyes to hide from both of them. “Jack...I thought Jack was going to be the one. He was perfect. He was the two of you in one person, and I didn’t have to share him with anyone.”
“We’re sorry if we made you feel unwanted,” Steve whispered, his arm still over her stomach as Bucky continued to pet her hair, hand smoothing over her hair as his looked her over with sorrowful eyes.
She just shook her head dramatically as she took a shuddering breath. “What I saw those six months ago was a farce. He was...awful and controlling. I...I couldn’t leave.”
“Does he hit you?” Bucky asked carefully, looking at Steve with murder in his eyes, and for once, Steve contemplated on joining the other with getting rid of Jack Rollins.
“No, but...I’m an idiot.”
“No you’re not,” Steve whispered softly.
“I am. I’m a fucking spy. I should have seen it coming,” Y/N retorted, her arm moving so she could look at Steve. “He’s manipulative and plays my emotions. Why couldn’t I see it?
“Well, you see it now, yeah?” Bucky chipped in.
Y/N nodded as she looked back up at the ceiling, her eyes glassed over. “Why are you guys in here?” she asked softly, “I...I hurt you two. Why would you…”
“You were calling out for him to stop,” Steve replied, “we didn’t know at first you were sleeping. Thought maybe you were on the phone.”
“No. That bastard is in my head,” she replied quietly, “the threats, the names. He use to say...say that he was the only one that could be with me. Especially everyone knew that...you two didn’t want me.” She choked on a sob as she curled in on herself, her knees into Steve’s chest, making herself as small as possible.
“Is that what you were dreaming about?” Steve asked softly, his hand running along her arm softly before lacing his fingers with hers and bringing her hand to his lips, kissing the knuckles. “We never not wanted you.”
“We only wanted you happy,” Bucky added, “and you made it clear you weren’t.”
“And we stayed your friends because we had no hard feelings of you leaving.”
Both men placed kisses to her head: Steve to her forehead and Bucky to the crown.
“I am just scared that he’s going to actually do something now that I’ve left. Hell, I left everything there. My SHIELD gear, my citizen passport. I grabbed my wallet and keys and phone.” She relaxed again between them and just sighed in a defeated manner.
“We’ll get your things tomorrow,” Bucky replied reassuringly, “but you need to sleep.”
“I don’t wanna be alone,” she whispered.
“We’ll stay with you.” The way Steve said it there was no protesting allowed.
“Okay.” Her voice was soft and airy, like she was starting to fall back to sleep and Steve could see that Bucky took up running his fingers through her hair, soothing her in a way only he could.
“Sleep. We’ll keep you safe. Just relax. We got you,” Steve whispered and he felt her do just that, relax in their embrace. Tomorrow they will deal with Jack and getting her things back. Tonight, they were going to make sure their girl was taken care of and was protected.
