Electric / Steve Rogers x OC x Bucky Barnes ✓

Chapter 62: You Know What I Want

MADELINE

As both Steve and Bucky release a breath of relief I look at the both of them.

Once again, I'm baffled. Bucky managed to calm me down. Again. 

He's almost as good at it as Steve is. The biggest difference being the fact that Steve never makes me angry to begin with, whereas Bucky has a tendency to do exactly that. A lot. 

I look at Bucky in front of me, his hand still on my cheek, and I make a quick decision. 

I pull him towards me, my hand curled in his t-shirt, and his mouth meets mine. 

I kiss him rapidly, the kiss feverish and fierce. Our tongues meet immediately and I feel Bucky moan into my mouth at the sensation, most likely surprised by my sudden reaction. 

Steve is standing off to the side and chuckles. I pull back from Bucky and look over at Steve and he gives me a soft smile as he blinks a few times. "I don't understand you guys. A few seconds ago you were going to kill him, Maddie." 

I look at Steve with a smile and then back to Bucky, the latter still panting from the kiss I just planted on him. 

"Yes, and now I want him to fuck me. Actually, I want both of you to do that. Can't explain it Stevie, it's just how the world works." 

Bucky growls at my words as he moves in for another kiss and Steve chuckles again but then he moves towards me, his hands on my hips. 

Bucky moves his metal hand to my throat, squeezing tightly without hurting me, clearly remembering our conversation from earlier. I moan into his mouth and it fuels the both of them.

Steve moves quickly with my clothes, pulling my shirt off my chest, unclasping my bra and then moving my pants and panties down in a swift motion. 

I'm quickly stood completely naked, the both of them fully clothed as their hands roam my body and Bucky kisses me intensely, his metal hand still wrapped around my throat. 

"Undress," I gasp in between kisses and they both comply instantly. 

In a matter of seconds they've both shed every single piece of clothing they were wearing and I'm standing by the bed, watching the both of them. 

Bucky is hesitant as he moves towards me and I tell him, "You know what I want." 

He growls in response and grabs me roughly as he moves me down on the bed, his body on top of me. 

Steve moves besides us, clearly intrigued at what's happening right now. 

Steve and I have never had angry sex, and I have to be honest and say it's not really a territory I'm familiar with, but it feels natural with Bucky. 

Bucky leans down, his face inches from mine, and says "I want you to suck me off as Steve fucks you, doll." 

I whimper at his words and look to Steve. 

I quickly shift myself onto my knees and Steve moves behind me as Bucky lays down on his back in front of me. 

Steve's fingers touch me lightly, spreading my ass cheeks apart before he moves a finger down my slit. "Fuck, baby, you're dripping." 

I sigh a raspy, "Yes, I know. So please fuck me," before I take Bucky's hard shaft in my mouth. 

He groans as I move my mouth up and down on him, rapid quick motions, and his metal hand grabs a fist of my hair, guiding me.

Steve keeps moving his fingers up and down me and watches as I suck Bucky off. 

"Oh, fuck this," he groans as he slides his cock into me quickly. 

I moan at the sensation, the sound vibrating around Bucky's cock in my mouth, and he groans loudly as I do. 

I try to focus on Bucky in my mouth, but it's hard considering the pace Steve is currently fucking me at. 

I want to take more of him in my mouth, want to take all of him, and so I remove him so I can lick him thoroughly, making him slick enough to go down with ease. 

I'm moaning from Steve's movements and Bucky grabs my hair tighter and watches me intensely as my face contorts from the pleasure. 

Once I finally feel he's wet enough I move him back into my mouth and down my throat. I take him as far as I can but it's not all the way down. I consciously relax my throat and sigh, and that makes him slide down easier. 

He growls loudly as I do, the sound emitting from his throat animalistic. "Fuck, doll." I take him in further and then stop my motions as I look up at him. 

He looks confused for a second until he realizes that I want him to fuck my throat. He reacts instantly, his hips bucking up, slowly at first, and then his pace picks up once he realizes I can take it. 

Steve is still fucking me from behind and my orgasm is building up quickly. When he reaches around and rubs my clit with his fingers I scream, the sound muffled by Bucky's cock. 

I feel myself getting close quickly, rapidly, as he keeps rubbing me. I pull myself away from Bucky's cock for an instant and I moan loudly at what Steve's doing to me. 

Bucky leans down to me and kisses me deeply on the lips, our tongues meeting. As he pulls away he says, "I hope you know that I'll never get tired of this. And I hope you know that whatever I did in the past, I only did it to protect you." 

I'm caught off guard at his words and I'm about to respond until Steve moves deep inside of me, the only thing coming out of my mouth a loud whimper. I watch Bucky as he leans back down and I take his cock in my mouth once again. 

We all come at the same time. 

Me, as Steve rubs my clit and fucks me deeply from behind, Steve as I clench around his cock, and Bucky down my throat, curses flowing out of his mouth like a symphony written by the devil himself.