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Dinner was…it was great.

The food was fantastic, the wine was excellent and when Bailey revealed that the wine didn’t exactly affect her the same way any more, Steve had stared at her for nearly a solid minute before Bucky had rolled his eyes and gotten to his feet. When he returned with a vial of strangely coloured liqueur and told her that it worked on them. What was she to do but try it?

Now two glasses in and more than a few drops of the liqueur shared between them, they were all feeling comfortable and loose limbed as they tidied up the kitchen. The conversation had been easy throughout dinner and with the promise of dessert in the living room soon enough, it continued to be easy.

Bailey wasn’t sure how it happened, but she’d become so close with the pair the last few days and despite the circumstances that had brought her into their lives, she was grateful for the opportunity to get to know them better.

Bucky was charming and sweet and Steve was just as kind and gentle as she remembered and she just-

She sighed as she picked up her glass of wine from the table and was surprised when she turned and found Bucky standing close. She jumped, gasping in surprise and spilled her drink all down his front.

“Oh my God! I’m so sorry!” She blurted, setting her now empty glass down on the table as she picked up a dishtowel from the counter.

“It’s okay,” Bucky laughed, slightly startled himself.

He plucked at his shirt and tugged the now wet and stained fabric away from his skin and Bailey was frowning, already shaking her head and had that awfully adorable crease between her eyes. Bucky was smiling despite himself as she came back to him clutching a now damp towel. He wasn’t exactly surprised when she unthinkingly dabbed it against his shirt in an attempt to clean him up.

She was entirely focused on getting the red wine out before it stained and Bucky wanted to laugh but all he could do was grin over her shoulder at where Steve was attempting to hide his smile behind the palm of his hand. Bucky’s lips twitched but he managed to school his expression…somewhat.

“I’m really sorry, Bucky,” She was apologizing, still dabbing lightly at his chest, but when she glanced up at him when he merely hummed in response, she stilled entirely.

Bucky smiled at her sweetly and she swallowed thickly, drawing her hand away from his chest. “It was an accident, don’t worry about it,” He assured her, the skin at his eyes crinkling as he smiled down at her. “But I am going to go change,” He chuckled, watching as she nodded, blinking as her gaze flickered over his chest.

His very wet and sculpted chest.

“Sure, um, sounds good,” She agreed, flushing in embarrassment as Bucky chuckled softly and nodded.

“I’ll be right back,” He murmured, glancing quietly to Steve who smiled at him in response.

Bucky huffed before slipping off down the hall.

“I’m so sorry, Steve. I’m so clumsy-“ She apologized, turning big round eyes on the blond.

“Don’t worry about it, honestly. Here, let me put that in the laundry,” He suggested, gently taking the towel from her.

“Alright, um, I’ll just finish tidying up.”

Steve smiled at her, all crinkled eyes and a sparkle therein. “Sure, I’ll just be a minute.”

She huffed out a breath once he’d left her alone, leaning back against the counter. She wanted to whine at how idiotic she’d been. 

“You’re a disaster,” She mumbled, scrubbing a hand down her face.

She frowned when she realized something, however. “Baking soda, baking soda would get it out.”

She turned and headed for the fridge. “Everyone has baking soda in their fridge,” She muttered and sure enough, she grabbed the little box and headed down the hall.

“Bucky, I have some baking soda, if you mix it with hot…water…” She trailed off, completely stalled just outside the doorway.

The doorway he’d left wide open and he totally wasn’t alone.

Wasn’t alone and wasn’t exactly fully clothed either.

Her sudden gasp had Bucky looking to her with a heat in his eyes she was entirely unprepared for. Granted…she wasn’t exactly prepared to find Steve on his knees with Bucky’s cock down his throat, either.

“I’m-“ She felt frozen in place, her lips parted and her heart beginning to race.

Her cheeks were positively scarlet at having walked in on them, again.

Steve made a startled noise and it was only then that she realized he was looking at her too through wet lashes, cheeks flushed and bright with his perfect lips wrapped snugly around Bucky’s cock, which appeared to be buried so deep inside his throat. He choked out a rough noise, his hands grasping Bucky’s hips tightly as if to pull away, but a firm metal hand in his hair kept him right where Bucky wanted him.

The wrecked whine Steve let out at that, his lashes fluttering and throat spasming as he was forced to stay exactly where he was, had Bailey letting out a soft whimper of her own.

“He’s pretty like this, yeah?” Bucky asked, grunting softly when Steve swallowed around him again.

“Bucky-“ She practically choked.

Her feet felt like they were made of lead and she was entirely unable to move from her place in the doorway. “Didn’t exactly plan for tonight to go down like this,” Bucky admitted, voice wavering a little as Steve moaned around him, fingers digging roughly into his thighs.

Bailey was torn. She wanted to know what he meant but she also couldn’t bare to keep watching the way his abs jumped every time Steve’s gorgeously pale throat bobbed. She tried and failed to smother her whimper in time and finally managed to tear her gaze away from them both to stare at a spot on the wall.

“W-what do you mean?” She gasped.

Bucky hummed and she was forced to press her legs together when a bolt of lust shot through her when a discernibly wet sucking noise filled the space.

“We wanted to wine and dine you, honey. Get you nice and comfortable, sit down with you and share some dessert…” He paused and Bailey shuddered when she heard Steve suddenly gasp in a breath and barely resisted the urge to look.

“E-ease you into the idea,” Steve said roughly and she shut her eyes tightly and realized that she was still holding-read: clutching-the box of baking soda and if she wasn’t careful she was going to squeeze it so tightly that it’d probably explode everywhere.

She hastily set it down on the table just inside their bedroom and bit her lower lip hard, about to tell them that she was sorry for walking in on them and flee…when the words finally got through to her.

“W-what-what idea?” She breathed, barely daring to ask.

Bucky sighed softly and it was a contented sigh, pleased and Bailey really couldn’t help it. She looked.

And really fucking wished she hadn’t. [But not really.]

Because Steve was back to swallowing Bucky down, nose buried against what looked to be neatly trimmed pubic hair, eyes squeezed shut and entire body practically buzzing with energy and Bucky…Bucky was looking right at her as he carded careful metal fingers through Steve’s golden hair.

“He’s a little shy,” Bucky murmured, humming as Steve swallowed around him. “But maybe I can enlighten you-“

“Maybe when you’re not so b-busy but I-I should go, I’m s-so sorry for walking in on you again-I-“ She ended on a gasp, tearing her eyes away when Steve forcibly pulled himself from Bucky’s cock to fix her with a desperate look.

“Again?”

Bailey froze, the colour draining from her expression. Steve didn’t know? Steve didn’t know? She thought, near manic with the knowledge.

She choked on her next breath and Steve made a curiously wounded noise. “Y-you-this isn’t-“ He swallowed thickly, his voice coming out far too hoarse. “This isn’t the first time y-you’ve walked in on us?”

Bailey clenched her eyes shut tightly and reluctantly shook her head.

Bucky chuckled softly and it was deep and throaty when Steve let out a wounded noise. She could only shiver in response.

“I’m sorry-“ She tried to apologize, voice broken and desperate at the same time, but then Bucky was huffing lightly in response.

“No need to be sorry, doll. I liked that you were watching.”

Steve’s breathing hitched and Bailey’s eyes inadvertently snapped back to the blond to find him looking up at Bucky with wide lust blown eyes. “Y-you knew?”

Bucky chuckled and smiled down at his husband. “She came outta’ her room last night, got an eyeful-“

“A-and an earful,” She added, distressed and immediately regretted it when both sets of eyes focused back on her and she really tried not to notice how wet and swollen Steve’s lips were or how hard and big Bucky-

Steve’s eyes were wide and dark and more than a bit shocked. “You heard us-“ He swallowed thickly, unable to finish.

“Talking about her,” Bucky finished helpfully, but his voice had gentled considerably at the admission.

“Did you-“ Steve faltered and Bucky smiled, petting Steve’s hair lightly.

“Go on, Stevie. Ask her,” He murmured and Steve shuddered when Bucky’s hand tightened in his hair minutely.

“Did you like it? L-like what you heard?”

“Like what you saw?” Bucky added quietly. “What you see…”

She swallowed thickly and was nodding before she could stop herself. “Yes,” She admitted in a breathy rush, colour finally returning to her cheeks.

Steve shuddered and the slow smile that tugged at Bucky’s mouth made her knees weak. “‘Course she does, Stevie. Seein’ you take it would make anyone, hot.”

Stevie made a quietly embarrassed noise and Bailey exhaled shakily. When had she stepped further into their bedroom exactly?

“You’re beautiful together,” She confessed, voice barely above that of a whisper. “And I’m intruding, I-“

“Don’t go,” Steve pleaded as she started to turn, finally finding the will to move.

“We don’t want you to leave,” Bucky agreed quietly.

“Then what do you want me to do?” She asked helplessly, her emotions getting the better of her because somehow she felt their conversation had been a little derailed when she’d slipped up.

Steve smiled at her warmly at her response, however, exhaling steadily as he pressed his temple against Bucky’s hip, blocking his very much still erect cock from view. “We’d like it if you joined us,” Steve confessed quietly.

Bailey’s mouth was dropping open before she thought to stop it and well, words were a thing, right? “Why?”

She sounded so confused, timid and frightened and it broke their hearts more than a little bit. “Because we want to be with you,” Steve said earnestly, Bucky humming softly along with him.

She swallowed thickly, not entirely understanding. “In-you-“ She shook her head. “You want me-“

“Yes,” Bucky breathed, cutting her off. “Now come here before Steve’s heart beats any faster. I’m afraid he’s going to have a stroke.”

Steve didn’t deny it and truthfully, she could hear his heart racing from here and it sort of mirrored her own. But making her feet move even if every other part of her longed to go to them, she wasn’t sure that she could. Not without knowing for certain.

“Is this-“ She took a shaky breath. “Is this only about sex?”

“Is that all you want it to be?” Steve asked her quietly, not missing a beat.

“No-“ She breathed, emphatically. “No, I-“ She shook her head. “If it’s only about sex, t-then I’m going to h-have to walk out t-that door.”

“There’s no need, then,” Steve gentled.

“Because that’s not what we want with you. Not only what we want with you,” Bucky amended.

He barely registered the fact that Steve was slowly pulling up Bucky’s jeans to cover him properly but when the rougher fabric dragged over his sensitive head, he hissed a little under his breath at the contact.

Steve murmured a soft apology and pressed a kiss to his hip as he did up Bucky’s jeans. When he stood up and turned as if to head towards her, however, she visibly started. “Are you going to tell me what you do want with me?” She finally managed to ask.

Steve’s gaze softened and he bit his lower lip, taking another careful step towards her. “I’d like to be with you, in any way you’ll let me.”

“And I-“ Bucky added. “Would like to get to know you better, in any way you’ll let me.”

Bailey exhaled shakily and took a faltering step towards them. “We had hoped…to ease you into the idea over dessert, maybe some more wine. But you sort of surprised us,” Bucky admitted, a soft chuckle escaping him. “Caught me with my pants down, even,” He laughed at that and Steve flushed hotly.

“I thought you were dropping the towel in the laundry,” She said faintly.

“He caught me mid strip and-“ He cut a heated glance to where Steve was looking at him, embarrassment and arousal warring in those baby blues. “Apparently decided he couldn’t resist getting on his knees for his Daddy.”

“Bucky-” Steve choked, but when he managed to tear his gaze away from his husband fast enough to look at Bailey, ready to apologize for his behaviour, he found her already staring at him with bright wide eyes of her own. “I’m sorry, he-“

“Is that what you like to call him?” She asked quietly, but when Steve merely swallowed and didn’t reply, she added, “And here I was, calling you daddy the last couple days.”

Steve breathed out roughly through his nose, entire body tensing and although she could see Bucky’s immensely pleased look out the corner of her eye, she could also see the way her words were affecting Steve. Because those jeans were tight and yeah, he’d obviously been turned on while he’d been keeping Bucky’s cock warm, but he’d softened during their conversation, at least a little bit.

Now, though? She was sure he was ready to pound goddamn nails.

“I think you may have broken, Stevie, honey,” Bucky hummed, smiling sweetly and Bailey shifted nervously when Steve let out a bit of a squawk.

“I-I’m not broken,” Steve protested. “I’m just…digesting,” He tried weakly and when Bailey’s lips twitched in some semblance of a smile, he blew out a slow breath.

He knew when he was outmanoeuvred.

Maybe.

Possibly.

He might be…or-

“You said that you liked what you saw, what you heard,” He managed and took a careful step towards her.

There were maybe only a couple of feet between them now but he could see the way her pulse fluttered at her neck.

“I know what I said,” She said carefully, unsure if he was asking her something.

He hummed softly. “What about it did you like, exactly?”

Oh. She was…not exactly prepared to answer that.

Apparently her mouth didn’t get the memo.

“W-with me, when we-“ She swallowed past the sudden lump in her throat. “You were so gentle, so caring. You were the one clearly in control of our-“ She huffed. “Don’t make me say it, Steve.”

He inhaled slowly. “You liked that I wasn’t in a dominant position, didn’t you,” He murmured. “Liked that you could see me giving myself up to him.”

None of these were questions she was meant to answer, more so just a statement of facts and it had her shivering in response. Because yes, she really did like that about it. The way Bucky had reduced him to soft whimpers, near delirious with pleasure.

Exactly as he’d made her feel, all those years ago.

“Yes,” She found herself answering anyway and was embarrassed by how honest she sounded.

Bucky tilted his head thoughtfully as he watched the pair. “Do you want him to give himself up to you?”

Her gaze flickered to Bucky quickly and she shook her head. “No, not-not in the same way,” She admitted and Steve made a curious sound.

“What do you want then?” Steve asked quietly.

Bailey let herself look at the pair, her gaze softening as she shrugged lightly. “Whatever you’re willing to give me.”

The words stunned Steve for a moment but it was only a moment and then he was closing the space between them, unable to stop himself. He kissed her with all he had, hard and desperate and everything he’d wanted to do since the moment he’d seen her again.

Her gasp of surprise was swiftly swallowed up by the press of his lips and she didn’t melt into his arms like he half expected her to; it was more like she came alive in his embrace. She held him back, hands clinging tightly to the back of his neck and in his hair. She clutched at him as he licked into her mouth and he held her with a palm against her lower back and one tangled in her longer hair. He barely resisted the urge to tug on it when she whimpered into his mouth, lips parted and slick with their spit.

He groaned softly as she pressed the length of her body tightly against his and he honestly couldn’t take it anymore. He dragged her further into the room only to shove her against the wall next to the open doorway. She cried out softly, startled by the motion and tipped her head back against the wall, a flush rising to her cheeks. Perhaps it had never faded in the first place.

The moment Steve could breathe freely he fixed her with a look, his eyes searching hers with an intensity she wanted to hide in the face of. “I’ll give you everything, Bailey. Everything you want, whatever you want,” He confessed, never breaking her gaze.

She trembled against him, at the warmth of his body, the press of it, his weight pinning her, an immovable force. But more than anything, his words were what made her shake, what made her act, too.

Her hands had moved to grasp at his shoulders when he’d moved her and she inhaled deeply, taking in the absolutely intoxicating scent of him, all musk and sweat, arousal but also something so distinctly Steve it had her mind reeling.

She shoved him, nails digging into his shoulders perhaps a touch too roughly. Not that he cared. Not when in the next moment she had him pressed back into their bed, her gentle weight settled atop his thighs, those clever hands braced against his suddenly heaving chest as she straddled him.

“God, that was hot,” Bucky muttered and when Steve made a soft noise, obviously agreeing, Bailey was forced to acknowledge the fact that Bucky was watching them.

She shifted her gaze towards the brunet and let out a careful breath when she found him standing at the foot of the bed watching them avidly. “Are you really okay with this, Bucky?”

“More than,” He admitted. “I wasn’t lying when I said I wanted to get to know you better.”

He licked his lips, shaking his head a bit. “I won’t lie and say I haven’t thought about getting you into our bed, but it’s more than that. You somehow slipped under Steve’s skin and that’s-“ He blew out a breath. “Not something so easily done and the fact that you made him a dad is all the more reason for me to be okay with this, with whatever this turns out to be. If you only wanted to be with Steve, I’d let you, because I know you can make him happy too, you’d just have to put up with me as his side piece.”

She huffed out a strained sort of laugh at that, Steve’s hands finding their way to her thighs and making her pause and swallow hard. “I think I’d be more of the side piece, Bucky. But I-“ She glanced down at Steve when he squeezed her thighs lightly.

“I don’t want it to just be Steve and I, I wouldn’t want that for James either. He’s already enamoured with you, Bucky. You’re the perfect package together,” She admitted, pulling her gaze away from Steve’s heavy stare to look back at the brunet. “And I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about getting you into bed, but it’s more than that,” She admitted, using his own words against him.

He exhaled roughly when she next breathed, “I’ve also thought about getting you and Steve into bed together.”

The ease with which she’d dropped her voice, suddenly sounding sultry and sweet had both men cursing and groaning softly. “She’s trouble, Stevie,” Bucky huffed and when Bailey merely smiled a little bigger and looked back down at the man beneath her, he was already grinning at her.

“Yeah,” Steve breathed, love, adoration and desire warring within him, no doubt evident in every line of his body and every syllable he uttered. “And she’s ours.”

Bailey had no time to react to the words, not when Steve tugged her close only to roll them and pin her with a kiss to the mattress.

She moaned into his mouth, entire body lighting up with need as he pressed himself between her legs, grinding down against him tantalizingly slow. Her hands acted as if they had their own mind as they buried themselves into his shorter hair and tipped his head exactly where she wanted him.

He grunted at the slight sting of her nails scratching at his scalp and retaliated by nipping teasingly at her bottom lip and relishing in the gasp she took in response.

“Gorgeous,” Bucky muttered and when Steve felt the bed dip, Bailey clearly a little more out of it and not having noticed, he broke their kiss and glanced towards his husband.

“Isn’t she?” He said and rather breathlessly at that.

Bucky hummed and Bailey blinked a few times to clear her lust addled mind, turning her attention to the brunet at their side. If she wanted, she could reach out and touch him. When had he gotten so close?

Bailey’s eyes drifted to his lips for an instant when he absently darted his tongue out to wet them and Bucky’s sharp gaze instantly tracked the movement.

But of course she realized she’d been caught and quickly looked away, nearly squirming with the need to do something. Steve had seen the whole thing of course, close as he was and he didn’t want to simply gloss over it.

“Is there something I’m not giving you, sweetheart?” He asked, brushing his nose lightly against hers before stealing her lips in yet another kiss.

She whimpered against him, her hands skimming up along his chest and grasping at his shoulders. He hadn’t exactly given her a chance to reply before kissing her, however, so he reluctantly broke their kiss again. God, but he had missed her lips. So soft and so sweet and while Bucky’s lips were always pillowy soft too, even when he was being kissed to within an inch of his life, it was still different to kiss her.

“Hmm?” He prompted her gently.

“No, of course not,” She gasped, eyes wide, rounded in perhaps slight trepidation.

Steve smiled at her, cooing soft reassurances into her lips as he couldn’t resist giving her yet another kiss. “Are you sure?” He mumbled, nipping at her bottom lip and grinding his hips down against her; his cock clearly hard in his jeans and she could no doubt feel it.

She moaned softly at the friction and arched up slightly beneath him, not exactly answering. “Because I think Bucky could give you something I can’t.”

She gasped at that, her eyes flying open, unawares she’d even closed them in the first place. She couldn’t bare to tear her gaze from him and watched as he bit down on his bottom lip teasingly, pretending to take some time to think about it.

Maybe it wasn’t exactly pretending. His cheeks were awfully pink.

She didn’t dare ask him what that might be though. But apparently Bucky just had to.

“And what’s that, Stevie?”

And why did he sound so fucking smug and turned on? She chanced a quick glance at him and swallowed thickly when she saw the very patient yet proud look he was giving Steve and when he caught her looking, he winked at her.

She quickly tore her gaze away and fixed it back on Steve-Steve-who looked as if he were being lit up from the inside. Dishevelled and beautiful, practically glowing in the low light of the bedroom with that gorgeous full bodied blush. And why was he still fully dressed? Better yet, why was she still fully dressed? At least Bucky had his shirt off.

Steve hummed, drawing her back in and she swallowed thickly as he leaned in close again, this time bringing his lips close to her left ear, not blocking her sight of Bucky, if she so chose to look.

“Can I tell you a secret?” He murmured, lips brushing the shell of her ear and making her shiver.

She nodded, long lashes fluttering as she fought against the wave of arousal his teasing voice provoked.

Steve sighed, almost dreamily at her permission. “I might be the father of our child…but Bucky?” He hummed, breath hot against her cheek, against her ear. “Bucky’s a real Daddy in the bedroom, honey.”

A shocked sort of sound escaped her at that and Steve chuckled darkly against her cheek, gently nosing behind her ear a moment later. “I can be your lover, your partner…your toy,” He explained, with only a little hesitance at the last admission. “I can be anything you want, but in here?”

“Bucky’s your Daddy,” She breathed and said Daddy’s groan did not go unnoticed.

“Yeah, doll,” Bucky breathed and she glanced over at the man through lowered lashes as Steve pressed a kiss to her jaw.

“Maybe if you ask nicely, he could be your Daddy, too.”

The shock of that had Bucky inhaling sharply and Bailey whining high in her throat, the sound startled out of her. Reaction entirely too genuine to fake. Oh, but she liked that idea.

“Steve-“ Bucky choked, watching as Steve smirked, obviously pleased with himself. “Some sweet boy, you are.”

Steve couldn’t help laughing lightly at that, propping himself up on his hands a little better to survey her. “I’m trouble too,” He admitted, smiling down at her.

She huffed softly and with a heated blush, she looked up at Bucky with such shyness reflected in her dark eyes. “Guess Daddy likes his troublemakers.”

Bucky breathed out shortly through his nose and shook his head. “That your way of askin’, honey?”

At that, Bailey did squirm, blushing hotly as she bit at her lower lip. “I-“ She faltered for a second and lowered her gaze to a spot on the bed. “I think that I’d like to ask for a kiss first…and to get to know you a little better too.”

Bucky’s grin was blinding when she finally had the courage to look back up at him and she found herself smiling back tentatively. “A kiss I can do, doll,” He murmured, shifting to lay down beside them.

Steve shivered when Bucky trailed warm fingertips up along his thigh, catching on the hem of his shirt and grazing the skin beneath it. He bit his lower lip and watched as Bucky propped himself on his metal hand as he leaned down close to Bailey. He didn’t move out of their space, merely shifted to accommodate Bucky’s closeness, still braced low on his elbows between Bailey’s spread legs.

She was still trembling lightly beneath him and he ran a soothing hand through her hair, smoothing it back. He watched as her lashes fluttered for a moment but her gaze was unmistakably pinned on Bucky.

Bucky hummed softly as he leaned in, having caressed up the length of Steve’s side, the palm of his hand now settled lightly against Bailey’s shoulder closest to him. “Still want that kiss, Bailey?” He asked her lightly, not wanting to pressure her but also really wanting to kiss her.

He was sure it was written all over his face anyway if the sparkle in her eyes was to be believed.

“Yes-“

It was barely a whisper but he heard it all the same and when Steve let out a pleased rumble as he nuzzled against her shoulder, Bucky was helpless not to kiss her right then.

She inhaled shakily as he leant in and although she made no conscious decision to close her eyes, they closed all the same the moment his lips met hers.

Steve expected to see her melt at his kiss like he so often did and she did melt that much more into the bed but so did Bucky. The brunet groaned softly as he turned more onto his side, seemingly wanting to curl over her, despite Steve being in the way. He was momentarily stunned by the picture they made together, their slightly darker complexions, their dark hair, the rosy flush gracing both of their faces, spreading down the length of their throats.

He watched in awe as Bailey reached up to grasp the back of Bucky’s neck, wanting him closer and simultaneously grasping at the back of his own neck before burying itself in his hair. Steve was left panting as he watched them share a kiss for the first time and it was beautiful and sweet, slow and sensual.

They were obviously learning one another, exploring and seeing what the other liked best. She grew a little more confident and nipped at his bottom lip as he came up for air and he groaned lowly at the tease, pressing his forehead against hers as she let go.

“Wow-“ Steve breathed, reluctant to break whatever spell was between them but seriously, wow.

Bucky huffed, gently nuzzling her nose with his own. “Wow is right,” He agreed and they both chuckled when she merely sighed out a breathy, “Mhm.”

After that it honestly didn’t take long before Steve was being told to undress her-if she wanted-and oh, but she wanted.

Within a minute she was naked and lying back against their sheets, comforter kicked to the floor. She was flushed and panting already, having been watching Steve move to undress Bucky next. Not that there was much to take off of him.

Once they were finally naked, they crawled onto the bed, Steve moving to lie down on his back as Bucky ordered. And it was an order. One that sent shivers down Bailey’s spine and made her bite her lip to stifle a moan.

She wondered if he would order her around too.

“You fancy letting him eat you out, honey? I’d love to watch him bury his face in your pretty cunt-“

“Bucky-“ Steve hissed. “Watch your language.”

Bucky flushed a little at being reprimanded but Bailey was biting her lower lip so hard it’d turned white. “You rather I call it a pretty pussy then?”

Steve groaned in annoyance and dropped his head back against the pillows and he was about to give him an earful, surely, but didn’t exactly get the chance.

“You think my cunt is pretty?” She murmured, voice nothing but a purr.

Steve stilled and Bucky grunted, reaching between his legs to practically strangle his dick, a dick she was very much admiring at the moment. Christ but he was gorgeous and she wasn’t exactly blind, she did see his scars but she found him all the more beautiful for it. 

“Yeah, doll. Granted, bet it’d look prettier all slick and stuffed with-“

Steve groaned, loudly and Bailey grinned and looked over at the blond now propped up on his elbows.

“He’s filthy,” She told him, nose scrunching up adorably and Steve merely smacked a hand over his face, his cheeks positively flaming at this point.

“Sorry-“ Steve apologized on Bucky’s behalf, Bucky only snickering at the display.

But then Bailey was humming and biting her lower lip as she pushed herself up onto her knees and straightened up. She couldn’t resist trailing her clever fingers down the length of her belly, the slight swell she’d never quite shed after her pregnancy. She wasn’t self-conscious about it, not exactly. She knew that Steve had seen her before, when she was younger, thinner, a little more supple in places.

But five years is a long time and she did wonder what he thought of her body now. The serum changed some things, not a lot exactly, but some.

She didn’t want to dwell on it and instead focused on the feel of her fingertips sliding up to gently pinch at her nipple, a soft gasp escaping her at the sensation. “I don’t think you need to be sorry about how filthy he is,” She admitted, gaze flickering from Bucky back to where Steve had dropped his hands from his face and was watching her toy with herself with heated interest.

“I kind of like it,” She confessed, shrugging lightly and she just knew her blush was spreading down her chest, the warmth of it unmistakable. “And I think you do too.”

Steve huffed, but he wasn’t denying it and when she raised an eyebrow at him, demanding an answer, he reluctantly admitted, “Yeah, I maybe kind of like it too.”

“‘Course you do, baby doll. Especially when I call your pretty hole a sweet little boy pussy-“

Bailey and Steve both gasped at that, the blond immediately groaning and squeezing his eyes shut as his cock twitched heavily against his abs, but he still made no move to touch it.

Bailey was absolutely beside herself with want and she licked her lips, a shiver wracking her frame and stealing Bucky’s attention. “So what do you say? Want Stevie to eat out your pretty little cunt?”

Bailey shuddered and had to press her thighs together as her internal muscles clenched with the need to be filled. Because yes, she really fuckin’ wanted that. She exhaled shakily and nodded. “I’ve never done-had that done to me,” She confessed and they both groaned.

“Perfect-“ Bucky breathed. “Cuz Stevie here ain’t never eaten a girl out before.”

Bailey bit at her lower lip as she looked to Steve, the blond clearly affected by the knowledge. He had his hand tracing lazy circles over his abs but wasn’t paying any attention to his cock; which kept twitching and practically drooling against his abs. Bailey couldn’t exactly look away.

“H-how do you want me?” She asked nervously and Steve’s eyes darkened somehow even further.

“Would you sit on me? O-on my face?”

Bailey made a soft strangled sound and had to cough to cover it. Obviously she did a shit job of it. She nodded anyway.

Bucky chuckled softly and shifted closer to her, her gaze instantly snapping to him. He had his flesh hand outstretched towards her, close to her elbow but not touching. “Can I help you climb up?” He asked, tone gentle but definitely more affected than he was letting on.

She bit her lower lip gently and nodded and within moments Bucky had his hand curled gently around her upper arm and slipping down to rest lightly against her hip as she moved to straddle Steve.

Steve…who was practically vibrating in place as Bucky told him to shimmy down the bed a bit, he eagerly complying. Bailey was shaking by the time she was sitting back slightly, only a bit of her weight was settled on Steve’s chest, her knees spread wide on either side of his neck. He was arching his spine slightly, stretching out his neck as he looked up at her and dear lord, but he was already panting for it.

“Why don’t you put your hands up on the headboard?” Bucky suggested and she could feel the warmth of him at her back.

He’d grabbed something from the nightstand and proceeded to bully his way between Steve’s thighs as soon as she’d settled and she’d watched over her shoulder as he started caressing up the length of the blond’s legs, teasing him. While he’d helped her get into position, he’d had a hand resting at her hip to direct her and as he’d gone to let go, she couldn’t help but shudder when he gave her a light squeeze.

Why it felt so good to have her hips squeezed, she had no fucking clue, but she sure as hell wanted hands there as soon as humanly possible.

Fortunately for her, no sooner had Bucky’s hands started kneading Steve’s thighs, did Steve bring his own big hands up to grasp lightly at her hips. She hung her head at the feeling, still not having reached for the headboard just yet. She’d forgotten how big his hands were, how strong yet gentle, how warm.

Her lashes fluttered and she knew she was clenching up, desperately wishing she could clench down on something, preferably a cock, actually. But when Steve made a questioning noise and kissed at the inside of her thigh, she jolted in surprise.

“Sorry-“

“Don’t be sorry,” Steve chuckled. “You’re beautiful like this, you know. I can hear your heart beating, can see your pulse jumping in your neck,” His lashes fluttered for a moment and then he breathed in deeply and whispered, “Smell you.”

She exhaled shakily and couldn’t help blushing even more at the admission, a soft whimper escaping her.“I can hear your heartbeat too.”

Steve blew out a rough breath and squeezed her hips lightly. “I really want to taste you, honey. Will you let me?”

She trembled and nodded weakly, hesitating for only a moment as she reached out for the headboard as she went up higher on her knees. Steve shimmied a little beneath her but then he was groaning from deep in his chest, gaze fixed solely between her legs. She whimpered a little when his hands left her hips and caressed down over the curve of her ass before settling beneath her. His big hands curled around her, coaxing her closer and then his thumbs were tugging her cheeks apart and slipping lower to tug her already glistening folds apart.

She couldn’t help the heady gasp she took when he pressed in close and unmistakably inhaled the scent of her deep into his chest.

“Don’t leave a lady waiting, Stevie,” Bucky admonished behind her and Bailey whimpered, her eyes falling shut as Steve’s lips finally pressed wetly against her in an open-mouthed kiss.

Steve’s groan was loud in the next moment, his lips parting and tongue darting out to lick lightly at her sex, but it was nothing in comparison to the whine that escaped Bailey when he finally dragged his tongue through her slick, just barely grazing her clit.

“That’s it, darlings,” Bucky murmured. “Go on, Stevie. I know you wanna’ make her moan.”

Steve’s soft whimper between her legs was answer enough and suddenly Bailey wasn’t just holding the headboard anymore. She was clutching at it.

Because Steve’s tongue was hot and wet and Christ, but she was already so slick and he’d only just started. She’d be embarrassed about that if it didn’t feel so good, surely. His tongue was pointed and rigid one moment and the next it was soft and exploring, licking broad swipes up from her opening right to her clit and she shuddered with each pass.

His thumbs had shifted to pull her apart even more and soon she was rocking against his face, his soft noises of want nearly smothered by her entirely. But it only seemed to spur him on and he let himself get lost in the soft whimpers and cries that escaped her, the taste of her, the heat. Right up until Bucky slipped a slick finger down between his legs.

He shouted in surprise, throwing his head back against the pillows and Bailey gasped in surprise, shifting up slightly, desperately wanting to chase his wicked mouth.

“Easy, Stevie. Just wanna’ get you ready for me,” Bucky cooed and Bailey trembled hard and glanced over her shoulder at the brunet when Steve swore and then groaned loudly, his entire body shivering.

She bit her lower lip hard when she found Bucky lying on his side and half straddling one of Steve’s legs while he worked his fingers in and out of the blond. If she had to guess, she thought he was opening him up with at lest two fingers. Two very much metal ones.

She moaned softly at the sight, Bucky flashing her a devious grin. “Don’t you go slackin’ off now, Stevie. Suck on her clit, yeah? Want you to make her come.”

The noise Bailey made in the next moment when Steve had all but shoved his face back between her legs was near deafening when he then wrapped his lips around that little nub and sucked. It had him whining and redoubling his efforts, desperate to get her off and to be good for Bucky. He was gripping her tightly and holding her against his face as she started to squirm in earnest, attention clearly back on him again. 

She was shaking and crying out near constantly and Steve was sure he heard the headboard groan behind him, but seriously could not care in the slightest if it broke.

It wouldn’t have been the first time.

“Oh, oh, oh-“ She was gasping and Steve grunted and shifted beneath her when he felt one of her hands drop to his head and wind tightly through his hair.

“Go on, Bailey,” Bucky urged. “Tell him to make you come, doll. Tell him what you want.”

She mewled pitifully and shook against Steve’s clever tongue as he paused his sucking to lap desperately at the heat of her, his tongue a solid muscle pressing into her over and over again. She moaned and tipped her head back, eyes closing in pleasure as she ground down.

“Steve, please,” She whimpered, a low whine escaping her when she felt him trying to get his tongue deeper inside of her. “U-use your fingers-“ She gasped. “I n-need-“ She choked back a soft cry when barely a second later Steve had two big fingers pressing into her-inexorable and slow-while his mouth latched onto her clit, his tongue swiping furiously against it.

She was whining but she couldn’t hear the noises she was making anymore, too lost in the pounding of her own heart, the pulse of his tongue against her, the depth of his fingers inside her, curling and dragging against her inner walls. She was going to come, she knew she was and she must have said so, even if she didn’t register doing so, because suddenly Steve’s hands were biting into her flesh, holding her tightly against his face and she had no chance of moving on her own power then.

She whined, high and breathy and her hand tightened in his hair and she distantly knew it’d be a disaster when he came up for air, but honestly couldn’t wait to see it. She was shaking so hard, the muscles in her thighs and stomach jumping and tensing the closer she got and when a warm and then cool hand settled lightly on her hips and then squeezed? Well, she was a little far gone then.

She came with a sharp cry and she distantly heard Bucky groaning behind her but she was far too focused on her own pleasure, wave after wave of pure sensation wracking through her. She could feel Steve moaning against her folds, sucking at her clit still with slowing urgency, wanting to help her ride out her orgasm for as long as possible.

She was moaning, felt as if she simply couldn’t stop. Her limbs were shaky, her heart still racing and she panted roughly as she lightened her grip on Steve’s hair and started carding careful yet trembling fingers through his shorter locks.

“Gorgeous,” Bucky was whispering, so close to her ear now. “So beautiful when you come, sweetheart.”

“Ohhh-“ She whimpered and Steve carefully released his grip on her, letting her very nearly collapse back onto his chest. “God, Steve. T-that was-“ She faltered as she collapsed

But Bucky was there to catch her, even if it was with a soft chuckle. Steve let out a very contented sigh and Bailey’s eyes drifted open to fix on him. She let out a heavy breath at the sight of Steve’s absolutely wrecked face. He was covered in her slick and she whimpered in embarrassed arousal as he licked at his lips, clearly wanting to taste of much of her as he could.

“You gonna’ share, sweetheart?” Bucky murmured and Bailey realized that she was currently leaning back against him.

Like, all of him.

But of course she’d barely let herself notice that before Steve was shifting and freeing his arms from beneath her, having been pulled back by Bucky enough to have her straddling his waist now.

“You want a taste?” Steve teased and it was a tease, a dangerous glint in those dark eyes, barely a ring of blue visible therein.

“You know I do,” Bucky murmured and Bailey shivered when Bucky’s metal hand reached out to haul Steve up into a sitting position.

He gasped at being tugged up so suddenly but he went nevertheless. Now sitting up and Bailey very much sandwiched between them, Bucky raised Steve’s hand to his lips by the grip he’d taken of his wrist. And of course that’s when she realized what was about to happen. The realization didn’t exactly stop her from whining, absolutely mortified when Bucky took two of Steve’s fingers into his mouth, laving at them lewdly.

“Oh my God,” She gasped, another whine escaping her at the sight.

Bucky hummed around Steve’s fingers, the blonde blushing hotly and clearly torn between watching Bucky suck on his fingers and her watching them with wide disbelieving eyes.

“Christ, that’s sweet,” Bucky admitted, letting Steve’s fingers slip from his mouth.

But in the next moment he was grabbing Steve roughly by the back of the neck, the blond inhaling sharply when Bucky practically attacked his lips. The kiss was biting and messy, Steve letting out soft cries and needy whimpers as Bucky licked into his mouth as if attempting to steal every taste of her he could find.

It was a heady feeling then, seeing him do such a thing, watching them kiss like that. She breathed in slowly in an attempt to calm herself down and when she shifted her weight slightly she was startled at the feel of Bucky’s hard-and clearly leaking-cock sliding up between her cheeks. He grunted in surprise no doubt at the unexpected friction and she whimpered, torn between wanting to rock back against him or down against Steve’s dripping cock.

Fuck, but they were both huge.

Steve whimpered at the sharp sting of Bucky’s teeth against his bottom lip and then he was pulling back and all but shoving Steve back against the bed. Bailey watched it happen, her own body being rocked forward until she was braced over the blond’s ridiculously perfect chest and Bucky was grinding filthily against her thigh for a wonderful yet brief moment.

“Sorry, doll. Just-I just gotta’-“ He groaned and she whimpered when she glanced back and found him stroking his cock with what was probably lube.

He’d placed his hand against her lower back, the metal warmed and the weight of it sending a bit of a thrill through her. She shuddered hard as he swept his thumb soothing over the swell of her ass. “C-can I just-I just wanna look,” He choked and Bailey bit her lower lip hard when she realized he was talking to her; she nodded.

“Fuck-“ He swore and she could definitely feel Steve trying to crane his neck enough to see what he was doing too.

She barely had a second to brace for it before he was sliding the metal hand between her cheeks and spreading her open with his thumb. He groaned, so long and so low and she shuddered before dropping down onto her elbows and burying her face against Steve’s broad chest.

“Looks so good, doesn’t she, Buck?” Steve murmured and it was such a deep grumble that Bailey could feel it practically vibrate through her.

“Fuck, yeah she does, Stevie. Prettiest cunt I’ve ever seen,” Bucky agreed and Bailey moaned loudly.

God, but why was she so turned on by it? The dirty talk, the humiliation. She whined deep in her throat and Steve ran soothing hands down her back.

“Bit too much, honey?” Steve murmured, very much aware that Bucky hadn’t removed his hand from between her legs nor stopped touching himself to the sight of her.

“I’m f-fine,” She managed, choking out a rough noise when Bucky dipped his thumb through her slick.

“Bucky-“ Steve warned and the brunet grunted a soft apology and withdrew his hand.

“Steve-“ She whimpered suddenly and the blond smiled when she pushed herself up a bit and leaned in for a kiss.

It was lazy and unhurried but she could feel the way heat was starting to build between them, the way Steve’s body started shifting and he unconsciously pulled her a little closer by her hips. It might have been a little consciously too.

“Bailey,” He murmured, nipping at her lips. “Tell us what you want, honey? I know what I want, what Bucky surely wants too. But we both want to know what you want.”

She whimpered softly and dropped her head back to her chest and Steve couldn’t help biting his lower lip as he watched her. Bucky was still behind her, no longer touching himself and instead sitting back on his heels, looking mere moments away from losing it entirely.

“I want you to ride Steve while I fuck him, if you’re open to suggestions,” Bucky interjected and Steve groaned, half in fond annoyance and exasperation and the other half in pure want.

“Oh-“ Bailey gasped, raising her gaze just a little bit to meet Steve’s eyes almost shyly.

She was biting her lower lip and Steve blinked at her owlishly. “You want B-Bucky to um-“ He faltered, because it was one thing her to maybe watch but to have her sitting atop him while he took it? He swallowed thickly at the idea. He sure liked the idea, if he wasn’t a bit intimidated by it.

“Yes,” She confessed and Bucky’s heated groan had them both shuddering. “I want you in me, Steve. I-I want-“

She shifted then, pushing herself back up onto her hands, bracing herself against Steve’s chest. She raised her hips slightly and adjusted their positions and in doing so, had his cock brushing up between her still slick folds. “I want you in me.”

Steve groaned and nodded, hands instantly falling to her hips as he ground up against her pointedly. “I want that too, sweetheart,” He breathed and Bucky blew out a careful breath behind her.

“You think you can manage, Stevie? Think you can hold out long enough for me to get my cock in you?” Bucky asked, but there was a bit of a warning in his tone and Steve gasped out a desperate, “Yes, Daddy,” That had Bailey biting down hard on her bottom lip to keep from whining.

“Good, boy,” Bucky said, clearly pleased. “I’ll hold you to it. Now, why don’t you make yourself comfortable, doll?” He suggested, running a soothing hand up the length of her spine.

She nodded, still biting her lower lip as she shifted up onto her knees a bit more. Steve was shaking when she finally wrapped a hand around the base of his cock and when she couldn’t resist stroking him just to feel him twitch heavily in her grasp, he hissed and she was delighted by the aborted thrust his hips attempted to give.

“Bailey-“ He whined. “Don’t tease.”

She huffed softly and nodded, moving to position herself properly but then she stilled because they hadn’t grabbed a condom. She didn’t voice her concern, even if it really wasn’t an actual concern. She swallowed hard and looked to Steve and the blond seemed to understand what had stopped her.

He smiled at her warmly and murmured, “I’m okay without if you are.”

She thought about that for a moment, because yeah, she was okay without it. Steve was here now and he knew about James and he was still here. “Okay,” She found herself whispering and the blond’s answering smile could have lit up a room.

He squeezed her hips lightly and she leaned down to kiss him at the same time she pressed the head of his cock against her cunt. There was resistance at first, of course there was. He’d only had two fingers inside of her earlier and it’d been a long time since she’d had anything else in of her. A fact she was actually quite proud of.

She moaned at the same time Steve let out a sharp grunt, the head of his cock popping inside so suddenly it had them both tightening their grasp on one another.

“There you go,” Bucky murmured and they both shivered at the sound of his voice.

He was clearly just as affected as they were at this point.

“Bailey-“ Steve all but whimpered as she slowly sank down on him, his cock disappearing inch by glorious inch inside of her clenching core.

She whimpered against his lips but then she was shoving herself up properly, her hands digging little furrows into his obscenely rounded pecs as she rocked back onto his cock. She’d already let go of him the moment he’d started to sink inside and she was more than half way now, she thought she was anyway.

Turns out she still had more than she had anticipated to take and when she pressed herself down onto him firm and sure, the absolutely filthy shout she let loos when she finally came flush with his pelvis had Bucky grunting and carding careful fingers through her head, tugging her head to the side so that he could kiss her.

Steve was whimpering and shuddering hard beneath her, but he managed to collect himself long enough to smooth his hands down her thighs and back up along her hips to settle at her sides, wanting to help guide her in her movements the moment she was ready for him.

He watched Bucky kiss her, her lips parted and soft pants escaping her. She could barely find the energy to kiss him back, too busy whimpering and shaking apart with each twitch of the blond’s cock inside her.

“You’re so fuckin’ beautiful, doll. Knew you would be,” Bucky all but snarled, startling a gasp from her as he broke away from her lips and dropped his hand from her hair.

“Bucky-“ Steve whined, trying very clearly not to thrust up into her.

“I know, baby doll. Want me to get in you before we get going? Hmm?” Bucky asked, already shifting back to snatch up the line one more time to coat his cock.

“Yes, please, Buck. I-I need you too,” Steve confessed and Bailey whimpered softly and couldn’t help rocking helplessly in his lap, his cock pressing against all the most sensitive parts of her.

Steve’s startled shout was music to her ears and she tried desperately to still her hips as Bucky placed a hand at her back and whispered in her ear. “I’m going to get in him, honey. But you gotta’ lean forward for me for a sec. He’s already so open, never can go long without a cock in him,” Bucky chuckled and it was teasing and condescending but all it made Steve do was whine in aroused mortification.

She was nodding quickly, however, and soon she was leaning forward enough for Bucky to get himself situated. She really couldn’t stop herself from looking over her shoulder for a moment, however, to see Bucky caressing along Steve’s hips before pushing his legs open wider and pressing in nice and close, the blond’s thighs pressed tightly up against his hips now, pretty well demanding that he stay.

Bucky wasn’t exactly about to go anywhere.

He glanced up in the next moment and Bucky nodded his head forwards. “You’re going’ta want to watch his face, doll,” He explained and Bailey swallowed thickly before returning her gaze to the blond beneath her.

Steve was licking his lips almost compulsively, the tendons in his neck standing out and there was a glorious sheen of sweat covering his chest, his abs, the muscles tensing and jumping almost constantly at this point. But then Bucky clearly got himself situated and in the next moment Steve’s jaw was dropping open and she could practically see the moment he started to pressing into him, the silent moan getting trapped in his throat.

Bucky was far more vocal about it, groaning lowly, practically panting with the pleasure while Steve threw his head back, his eyes scrunched shut and that gorgeous blush racing down his throat, over his chest.

She moaned weakly at the sight and shivered when she felt Steve’s cock pulsing inside of her. He was driving her mad and he wasn’t even moving. 

Bucky let out a deep contented sigh at her back and she bit down on her lower lip as Steve seemed to finally find his voice, a desperate whine escaping him.

“Stevie, how you’re so goddamn tight every time, I’ll never know,” Bucky mumbled, watching the blond over Bailey’s shoulder.

“Oh, God,” Steve gasped. “You’ve got to move, please, one of you has to move.”

Barely a moment were those words past his lips before she was lifting herself up and then fucking herself back down onto his perfect cock, her desperate moan overshadowed by Steve’s hoarse cry.

Steve cried out, grip on her hips turning near vice like and Bucky couldn’t fucking take it anymore. He shoved Steve’s thighs up, pressing them up close to Bailey’s back, the muscles there hidden beneath all that flawless pale skin rippling and shining with sweat. She was gorgeous like this and Bucky couldn’t help letting his gaze wander down to where he could just barely see her pussy stretching wide around Steve’s girth as she leaned forward.

He grunted at the wave of arousal the sight provoked in him and soon he was rocking desperately into Steve’s tight heat. He wanted to give him time to adjust but he was feeling a little strung out at this point. They could go slow later. They needed too much right now for that.

Bailey gasped when she felt Steve’s body being jostled by the sheer force of Bucky’s thrusts. Bucky was strong, she knew that but to have that strength at her back made her want to moan and show her belly. Steve was writhing beneath her and she tried to keep fucking herself down onto him, truly she did, but she was feeling so overwhelmed and good and she wasn’t sure she could do much more than grind down onto his drooling cock.

“Bailey-“ Steve whimpered, his hands skating up along her ribs, the warmth of them caressing over her breasts. “Honey.”

She whimpered softly and looked down at him through heavy-lidded eyes, but then he was just as soon dropping her hands back to her hips and lifting her almost entirely off of his cock. She whined, thinking he was going to pull out and clenched down, nails raking along his chest and making him kiss. He dropped her, letting gravity do most of the work for her and then did it again.

“Oh, oh, oh-“ She choked, little desperate noises escaping her as he started guiding her movements, helping her along and it was so fucking good.

“Steve-“ She whined, gasping out as he dropped her harder than before.

She tipped her head back and was met with Bucky’s near feral growl in her ear. She shivered at the sound and turned to try and see if she could see him and found him leaning in close to her shoulder and he was far from idle.

Steve was still being rocked by the force of his thrusts but it was clear the blond was bracing himself so as not to move her too much. But there was so much power behind Bucky’s thrusts and the sound of skin meeting was loud in the otherwise quiet bedroom. They were all breathing heavily and Bucky’s hoarse exhale against the side of her face a moment later had her hissing in a breath and holding it.

He was just so close.

“’S it feel good, doll? You feel full, Bailey? He’s got such a pretty cock, I bet it feels fuckin’ fantastic,” He said teasingly, a soft grunt escaping him when Steve clenched down around his length.

He slapped at Steve’s hip and the blond whined loudly, arching up beneath them and pulling Bailey down onto his cock and grinding into her tight heat.

“Y-yes!” She mewled. “Oh, it’s so-“ She groaned as Steve started helping her move again, cutting off her words in favour of hearing her pretty moans.

Bucky huffed and picked up the pace, because yeah it was good, he knew.

Steve’s eyes were wide open now, despite the steadily rising pleasure coursing through him, he desperately wanted to see her fall apart for him again, wanted to see Bucky watch them fall apart. Bucky saw him gazing up at her, eyes darting between himself and Bailey and he breathed out roughly and then shifted the angle, hiking up Steve’s right thigh just that much more.

The change in angle had Steve shouting, eyes practically rolling back into his head, his hands clenching at Bailey’s hips as he held onto her tightly, suddenly unable to help her do anything but stay pinned on his cock.

She whined in startled surprise and she could swear she felt Bucky’s pleased rumble at her back with the way he was now tucked in just that much closer.

“Yeah, that’s it, Stevie,” Bucky muttered and then hissed when Steve clenched down on him, his cock pulsing so deep inside of Bailey.

She whined and squirmed against his grip, wanting to rock and grind and just move. He could do nothing more than hold her though, shoving himself inside of her as deep as he could possibly go. She felt dizzy with it, a near constant moan escaping her as she scratched weakly down his chest.

“I-I want to come,” She whined, desperate with the need to rub her clit against something, anything.

Steve exhaled sharply through clenched teeth and forced his eyes back up to her. He could see her struggling against his grip and although he knew she was strong, she wasn’t that strong. He grunted as she scratched at his chest again, this time catching on his nipple and without thinking much of it, he was shifting his grip on her hip just a little lower, enough that he could swipe his thumb against her clit.

She whined so high and breathy and now he was truly having to keep her pinned on his cock because she was trying so desperately to rock against him and with Bucky hammering his prostate, it was going to be far too much for him.

Apparently Bucky didn’t get the memo, grunting softly as he nipped lightly at the back of Bailey’s shoulder. “Go on, Stevie. Make her come and I’ll let you come, baby.”

Steve whimpered and nodded, near delirious with pleasure because yeah, yeah he wanted to come, wanted to feel her come on his cock, feel her tighten up around him. God, but he could remember how that felt as if it were yesterday.

He didn’t waste any time as he started rubbing tight little circles against her sensitive clit and when she planted her hands on his stomach and ground down on him in tight little circles of her own, no longer actively trying to fuck herself on his cock, but simply taking it how he gave it to her, Steve wasn’t sure he could last if she didn’t come in the next thirty-seconds.

“Bailey,” He whined, looking up at her with wide pleading eyes. “Come on, honey. W-want you to come for me, baby.”

She whimpered, still desperately moving against him. She was so close and she wanted to come, wanted to come for him. She bit down on her lower lip as she looked at him through the curtain of her dark hair, through heavy lidded eyes and pink parted lips.

She felt Bucky’s warm breath at her shoulder, raising goosebumps along her skin before he nipped at her again, the first time having been a shock on its own, but this time? Oh boy. He pressed an open-mouthed kiss against her flesh and panted hard against her shoulder.

“Go on, honey,” He breathed. “Know you want to. Come on his pretty cock and he’ll fill you up so sweetly-“

She cut him off with a low whine and it barely took another couple of teasing circles against her clit before she was coming hard, entire body tensing, tightening as her orgasm rocked through her. She distantly knew she could hear herself whining and she honestly didn’t even feel embarrassed by the sheer amount of noises she’d been making. It all just felt so damn good.

No sooner had she started to come, unconsciously curling down over Steve’s form, did he too let go. He’d been on the edge for so long already, body bowstring taut as he’d tried to hold himself back, but Bucky said-

“That’s it, doll,” Bucky groaned, seeing the gorgeous way she fell apart right there in front of him, her sweet whines and startled shout only making him pick up the pace and now that she wasn’t upright, he knew he could fuck Steve properly.

Bucky could already feel Steve’s hole spasming around his cock, practically dragging his own orgasm from him as he adjusted his grip on his lovers hips and fucked him hard and fast. It took nothing for him to fall over that ledge a few brutal thrusts later, Steve’s legs shaking from his pleasure and their position, no doubt.

But all Bucky could focus on was the blissful release and it was honestly like a punch to the gut every time but this time was different, this time when he slumped forward as he rode out his orgasm as if to curl over his husband, he slumped forward only far enough to press his lips to Bailey’s back.

She shivered with pleasure at the press of his mouth, still coming down and Bucky knew she must have clenched up around Steve because he immediately had the blond clenching up around him; a feedback loop he was all too happy to be a part of.

Steve groaned softly as his body went slack all at once, the last waves of his orgasm petering out and leaving him sated and exhausted. Bailey seemed to be much in the same state, quick breaths slowing as she buried her face in the hollow of his throat. She could feel the warmth, the slight weight of Bucky at her back, pressed close, his mouth still very much lazily kissing at her back. It made her want to sigh and preen under the attention.

“Mmm,” She found herself sighing and Steve chuckled softly beneath her and it warmed a space in her heart to be able to feel that rumble, to know that she’d caused it.

He exhaled shakily and she lifted her head a bit to look at him and blurted, “I love you so much.”

Steve’s face twisted at the words and it wasn’t an ugly twist, it was just a raw, pure reaction as he fought against the wave of emotion that evoked in him. His bright blue eyes filled with tears and he gingerly cupped her cheeks in his big, perfect hands and claimed her lips in a trembling kiss.

Bucky watched them, giving them a moment before he lightly caressed at first her hip and then Steve’s, moving to sit up a bit better on his knees. Their kiss broke, but Steve’s lips found her forehead and Bucky let them breathe in each others space as he slowly pulled himself from Steve’s warmth.

He whimpered softly at the feeling of Bucky pulling out, lashes fluttering and body shaking, but Bailey was there to soothe him with sweet kisses and soft praise and when Bucky laid down beside them, close enough to kiss, Steve wasted no time in doing so.

Bailey watched them share lazy kisses for a long moment, still settled over Steve with him insider her. She could feel him softening though and she tried not to squirm as his cock started to slip from her warmth.

They both let out gasps when he finally slipped free but when she went to lie down on his other side, Steve stilled her and met her gaze. “I love you too, Bailey,” He murmured, gently nuzzling his nose against hers before kissing her lightly.

She melted a little more against him, letting out a shaky breath and pressed a gentle kiss to his chin. She swore she could feel Bucky’s gaze on her, on them and she glanced over at him with her cheek now pressed to Steve’s chest, the steady beating of his heart calming her like nothing else could; save for her James.

“You’re beautiful together,” Bucky whispered, reaching out and gently pushing some of her long hair aside to reveal more of her pretty face.

Her lashes fluttered at the gesture and she smiled a little shyly. “And you two are so damn hot together it’s criminal.”

The both barked out surprised laughs at that and Bailey grinned at them as Steve jostled her with his laughter. “Trouble,” Bucky sighed again, rolling onto his back and looking up at the ceiling with a ridiculous grin on his face.

Bailey hummed and Steve beamed at them both. “Love you, Buck,” He sighed and when the brunet smiled and turned to look at his husband, a quiet, I love you too, Stevie, whispered between them, Bailey couldn’t resist smiling warmly back at Bucky when he turned his attention on her and whispering, “And I like you, Bucky.”

Bucky’s only response was to beam at her and roll back closer to press a sweet kiss to her pink lips. “Like you too, doll,” He murmured after their kiss ended. “Now how about we go and take a shower?”

There were protesting groans but reluctant sighs, because yeah, getting clean sounded like an awesome idea, even if they didn’t exactly want to move right then.

They did manage to pull themselves from the bed eventually though and after a warm shower, more soft kisses and soothing caresses, they fell back into bed together and within minutes they were falling asleep in each others arms.

.

“Pancakes or waffles?” Steve called over his shoulder, Bailey and Bucky wandering into the kitchen in pyjamas and looking sleepy and at easy if not a bit grumpy.

“How are you even awake right now?” She sighed, sliding onto a stool at the kitchen island.

Steve and Bucky both chuckled. “Rises with the sun, basically,” Bucky told her and she rolled her eyes when Steve’s blinding grin sort of confirmed that for her.

“Waffles,” She mumbled and Bucky snickered at her side, very much still sleepy himself.

“Seconded-“ He agreed and Steve smirked and turned to get out the waffle maker.

Not twenty minutes later they were sitting down to a lovely breakfast of waffles with strawberries, diced apples, grapes, whipped cream, maple syrup, orange juice and fresh steaming cups of coffee, Bailey thought that she ought to give Peter a text and see if James was doing alright. James did tend to wake up earlier than Bailey usually liked.

Just as she opened her mouth to maybe ask Jarvis to send him a message, however, did the door to the apartment open. She smiled, already turning in anticipation of seeing her son looking all sleep rumpled and sweet and he was and she knew distantly that Steve and Bucky were looking over at the doorway too. But she was a little preoccupied when James shouted, “Mommy!”

She laughed, getting up off her stool and walking towards the door where she could see James, Peter, Ned and MJ, along with Tony…Sam, Clint, Natasha, Bruce and even Thor and of course Jack, who was happily trotting along beside James, tail wagging excitedly.

“Hi, honey,” She called, laughing as she bent down to catch him as he practically launched himself at her. “Did you have fun?”

“I did!” He squeaked and she scrunched up her nose when it came out near deafening.

The others were laughing lightly as they joined them in the kitchen, Bruce and Nat making their way to the counter to make more waffles and items of the breakfast variety for the larger group.

“That’s great, sweetheart,” Bailey chuckled, caressing a hand lightly through James’ bedhead. “I’m glad you had such a good time and thanks so much, Peter for looking after him.”

“It was really no trouble, Bailey. He was great and we honestly had a lot of fun. I’m pretty sure now we can recite all of the Frozen songs now,” Peter laughed and Bailey grinned wryly.

“I know how that is,” She chuckled and startled a little when James squirmed in her grasp.

She readjusted her grip on him as he pulled back, bracing his small hands against her chest as he looked at her with big round eyes and asked, “Did it work?”

Bailey’s brows furrowed in confusion. “Did what work, honey?”

James squirmed even more then, twisting to look at where Steve and Bucky were smiling a little nervously at the pair. “Their plan!” He exclaimed, sounding very exasperated. “Their plan to get you to fall in love with Daddy all over again!”

Bailey’s lips parted, jaw dropping open in surprise. She turned very slowly to look at the pair…who were both blushing.

“You knew?” She squeaked in surprise, looking back at her son with wide eyes and a matching blush.

“Yes! I helped make the plan-“ He shouted, only a little deafening that time.

“You weren’t supposed to tell her, pal,” Bucky snickered and Bailey bit her lower lip, looking over at Steve who was smiling, even if he did look rather embarrassed by it all.

“But I had to know!” James said in frustration. “So? Did it work?” He asked excitedly, turning back to his mother.

Bailey was still blushing hotly and she knew the others were all grinning and watching and really, it didn’t bother her in the slightest. She took a deep breath and kissed her sons nose lightly. “Yes, sweetheart, it worked. Though I’m pretty sure I was already in love with your Daddy…and I’m quite fond of Daddy Bucky too.”

The sound both men let out at her admission was almost entirely drowned out by James’ entirely too loud squeal of happiness. He threw his arms around her and squeezed her so tight and all she could do was wheeze a soft laugh and hold him back just as tight.

And when the others merely chuckled and congratulated them on working things out, a few teasing remarks thrown in here and there for good measure, they settled down in the kitchen and started on breakfast together.

And a little later, when everyone was seated at the table, laughing and smiling and enjoying their breakfasts, she let her gaze wander over to where Bucky was sitting with James on his lap. The brunet was teaching him how to build a waffle house with toothpicks and well, waffles and all she could do was smile and let her gaze seek out Steve; who was watching it happen-same as she-a very emotional look on his face and maybe a few tears shining in his eyes.

She got up from her spot and walked around the island to him, cradling a cup of coffee in her hands. His eyes were already on her before she’d gotten to him and when she stepped up into his space, his hands fell to her hips. They shared a private smile and when Steve ducked his head to press a kiss to her forehead, her lashes fluttering and absolute peace settled over her…she knew that she’d finally found it, found her family, found Elysian.