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Alpha!Bucky, The Winter Soldier (still brainwashed) have found their Omega!reader, their true mate/soulmate on their one of the mission. & Have bought them to their base & promised protection and care. But when hydra try to use their Omega as a tool to control him. They get to know why he is the deadliest asset on earth. & This maybe leads to their freedom!?!!.

They thought that part of him had been erased. He was an alpha who still had every tendency to go into ruts and need a set of holes to fuck to get him through, but they didn’t think The Winter Soldier could have a mate.

They didn’t think the Winter Soldier could come across an omega who was their destined life partner until he came across a scientist working under Tony Stark’s direction, that he had been proven wrong.

It was a simple mission, get in and kill the target, leave no witnesses. It was simple, and he had done his job, however, when it came to leaving no witnesses, that is where he struggled.

It was the scent that called to him first. It was apple blossoms and lilacs, vanilla and citrus that had spoken to him through the abandoned lab. An omega was here, and that omega’s scent was driving him to capture and possess. That omega’s scent was driving him to abandon his mission and take that omega for his own.

“Please!” The little omega cried. “Please don’t kill me!”

The Winter Soldier was an animal. He was an alpha who was brutal and deadly to anyone who crossed his path. Perhaps though, he had the opportunity to have one ounce of softness to himself.

Perhaps he could keep the omega as his pet, his little glimmer of light in this fucked up world.

“Mine.” The omega was yanked from the floor and thrown over his shoulder before he stalked out of the lab, leaving no trace that he was ever there.

When he returned to the transport vehicle, with an omega over his shoulder, they knew better than to question him. They knew better than to try and barter with the deadly assassin.

He was an alpha in possession of his true mate, and even the omega, who had been taken against their will, was silent. She was clinging to him, scared of the alpha but also understanding that he would keep her safe.

Relatively anyway.

“Soldat-“

“Mine.” His metal hand wrapped around your throat, not enough to hurt you. “Omega is mine.”

He felt you shudder beneath his touch. He felt your shiver as his metal fingers flexed, and you were driven by desire and fear. Your scent had spiked and changed, caused by the thickness of his trapped erection, driven by the hardness of his chest and his breath caressing your neck as he mumbled a sweet yet possessive phrase in Russian that nearly made your knees buckle.

“Take the omega-“ The Winter Soldier jerked you back into his chest, his right arm wrapped around your waist, keeping you trapped against him.

“Allow the Winter Soldier to escort his omega back to his-“

“I’m going to take care of you.” The Winter Soldier nipped at your neck. “My omega.”

He was your solace and your menace. He was the alpha who took you apart, put you back together again, and made every inch of you quake with fear.

You were his, and he was yours. But there was something not quite natural about him. There was something convoluted about his scent, something altered, yet it somehow still brought you comfort.

You had bared his mark for the last three weeks, and in the previous three weeks, there was something domestic about the relationship that was marred.

You were trapped, and he brought you small gifts.

You were held captive, and he mumbled in soft Russian as he fucked you.

He was your protector, and your alpha. He also kept you under his thumb.

At least, the organization that had him under their thumb had promised to protect you for the sake of keeping him in a good mood.

And they had, at first.

And then he failed, and you were punished. They had inflicted immense pain on you while they made him watch. They had imposed pain on you while he was trapped beneath cuffs as if they would stop him.

“Alpha!” You screamed his name, or rather his title. “Alpha!”

“He failed-“ the sound that followed was animalistic and primordial at best. The sound that had ripped from his throat had scared them, and they were scrambling to get him under control when the cuffs broke.

The first SNAP had rung in your head, easing your pain through the bond you’d made.

“Get him-!” The second SNAP had pulled a whine from you, a broken and pathetic cry that came from a place of need; of desperation for your alpha.

“Don’t make me-“ there was chaos all around you. Chaos and the sounds of screaming, the sound of sharp cracking that came from broken bones, went before the ominous and visceral warning that anyone left alive and in workable health was to leave.

When the room fell silent, you felt him. When the room grew eerily still, you heard him. His hands were on you, his arms holding you against his chest as he stepped over broken and lifeless bodies.

“Alpha,” you crooned, any fear replaced with relief, “alpha…”

“Omega,” he spared you a glance, electric blue eyes boring into you, “we’re leaving.”

“Where are we going?”

His lips twitched and a small, barely noticeable smirk crossed his face. “We’re going to find ourselves a home.”

I’ve been on this PAIN since November, so very glad it’s finally done

If you wondered where I was this past month there it is 👀