The Last Thing Bucky Remembers Is The Lounge, That Mouthwatering Scent, And Then Everything Going Straight

The last thing Bucky remembers is the lounge, that mouthwatering scent, and then everything going straight to shit with no pit stops.

He rolls over, coming face to face with a bunch of blankets. They aren’t soft anymore. They aren’t clean. And they sure as hell don’t smell like anything close to heaven now. They reek of sweat, filth, and something vaguely burnt—the fuck? Must’ve been his self-respect torching itself and going up in flames.

His head is pounding, his heart is pounding, his den’s a war zone, the bed broken. His goddamn mattress looks molested. Jesus. What the fuck was that?

In Bucky’s defense, the compound’s a revolving door, and he barely recognizes half the faces most of the time, let alone pays attention to memos that pop up on his phone.

Chapter 2/?

Tony isn’t in the habit of being late. No, really. He's never late for important things, since the last time he checked, the world’s still spinning. Except… there’s the small matter of him sometimes—rarely—being late for life. The real shit that kicks you in the balls when you’re not looking.

Exhibit A: Peter, currently sulking on a police bench, looking as if someone’s kicked his friendly neighborhood optimism straight in the nuts.

Exhibit B: some random asshole has his arm around him.

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed

Wordcount: 23,033

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Day 1: Bucky/Peter/Tony - Spit-roasting

Bucky always figured the end would be… well, different. Not that he wasted time mulling it over, but if pressed, he’d have bet on firestorms, maybe at least something to fight. But, nah. It’s this. At least for them, it’s this. And they are certainly not fighting.

Wordcount: 4.7k

Rating: Explicit

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Oh, god. This is so good. Send help, I am dying for more.

Summary: Tony takes the team out for a celebration. Bucky finds it not horrible at first, but irresistible later.

Tags: Bucky/Peter, Strippers & Strip Clubs, Rough Sex, Rimming, Aged-Up Peter Parker, Multiple Orgasms

Day 11: Bucky/Tony - Competence kink

To understand what happens, and, most importantly, why it happens, you have to understand that Tony’s not one to toot his own horn. Not too loud, anyway. Not to the extent that he could. Sure, sometimes the horn gets a little toot, but that’s just the way it works. But, ultimately, when you’re him, you don’t have to shout it from the rooftops—people just know. It’s in the air, it crackles, it fucking sizzles, it’s expected. And yeah, maybe that makes him sound like an egotistical bastard, but if the shoe fits, wear the damn thing with rockets strapped to the heels. If anyone’s earned the right to be a cocky asshole, it’s the guy who can whip up nanotechnology between his third coffee and second mental breakdown while telling shareholders to fuck off and enjoy the profits. So, let’s state the fucking obvious for clarity: he has nothing—absolutely nothing—to be self-conscious about.

Rating: Explicit Wordcount: 7.1k

Day 7: Bucky/Peter - Accidental Stimulation

There’s a sharp thud, and Peter’s spleen gets introduced to Bucky’s chin. He winces, twisting awkwardly in the most cramped fucking space this side of a coffin, trying to suck in a breath without knocking his head into something else. Oh, no, wait—there it is. His skull just kissed the ceiling. Or the floor. Honestly, fuck if he knows at this point. Perfect. “Ow,” he nudges Bucky away with zero success. Another shift, and, yup, Bucky’s knee is dangerously close to his crotch. Great. Fantastic. And while Peter, if he is honest with himself, would normally have no objections to Bucky’s body parts anywhere near his junk—current circumstances being what they are—a few more inches and they’re about to have a very intimate, very painful moment. “Dude,” Peter hisses. “Careful, I like my balls intact.”

Peter and Bucky go to the ISS. They don’t stay there very long. Rating: Explicit Wordcount: 9.3k

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