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Bucky felt like shit. He felt absolutely overwhelmed. His body seemed as heavy as if he were carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. Which maybe he was, at least on days like this. He’d spent the day at his family’s house to help his parents and sister. And at first, he had been excited. He hadn’t had the chance to see them for a while because of how stressful his work had been. But when he arrived at his parent’s house his elation died down quickly.
His father had had a bad day, caught up in his depression, talking about how everything was worthless. His mother had tried, but she was irritated, and Bucky could see how heavy the responsibilities lasted on her shoulders. His sister was stressed because of her studies and naturally that left him, being the good brother that he was, to take care of her daughter.
It wasn’t like Bucky couldn’t have expected it, but it still hurt every time anew, left him anxious and sorrowful. He just wanted some time to be about him too, someone to ask about his feelings and problems. So, when he got back home into his tiny apartment, he felt heavy and exhausted. He felt like crying. He just wanted to curl up into someone’s warm body and be held. He wanted to be the one doing the relying for once. Like an Omega.
He sobbed at the shame that crawled up his body at the thought. Why was he so weak? Why couldn’t he be normal? Why couldn't he be calm and dependable, easily able to shoulder any emotional turmoil of the Alphas and Omegas in his family and feel great for it, like he was supposed to? Like any other Beta would? Betas weren’t supposed to be so clingy and emotional, yet he was. And he knew he would never find someone who would fit him. He felt too needy to be with an Omega and Alphas who wanted to date Betas usually weren’t into the needy, emotional type. He had tried both, but he was never able to really open up. He kept a distance to protect himself, but it killed any relationship with serious potential. Maybe he was just meant to be alone, to be alone and suffer.
Anyways, there was nothing he could do about it. So Bucky wiped away the few tears running down his cheek and swallowed down the sobs caught in his chest. He didn’t want to be weaker than he already was. An hour later Bucky had eaten and showered and cuddled up in his favorite blanket. It was extra soft, a heat blanket, made for Omegas in heat, when their skin was all sensitive and irritable. His skin was perfectly fine but the blanket made him feel soft and protected and here in his bedroom Bucky didn’t have to hide from anyone. So he could indulge in this little luxury.
He was on his laptop, longingly clicking through Omega comfort articles, when an ad caught his eye. His face burned up hot with a deep flush when he registered it was of a phone sex hotline, like the ones he had overheard some Omega coworkers talking about. Apparently they were very popular with single Omegas, who craved comfort and attention but didn’t want to deal with some random Alpha they barely knew. Of course the hotline operators were strangers too, but after the call ended there was no relationship mess to clean up and since it was a job for the operators the needs of the Omega caller being prioritized was guaranteed.
Bucky bit his lip and hesitated. While the hotline was open for everyone, he never heard of a Beta using something like this. Omegas yes, a lot, alphas too, occasionally, but Betas? Betas usually didn’t need that. They had neither heats nor ruts that shook their hormones up and generally experienced emotions and even the urge to mate less intensely. They didn't need calming down, comfort or release so pressingly they had to resort to a phone sex hotline. They were centered enough to take their time, pick someone suitable and get their needs met in real life before it got too much to deal with by themselves. But then again, he surely wasn't like most Betas and this could be a chance for him, couldn't it? He felt terribly clingy and needy and just the thought of getting some Alpha attention made his chest ache. A comforting, timbre Alpha voice saying his name, soothing him, maybe letting him talk a little to get this day out of his head and then guiding him to find some pleasure…
Maybe he didn’t have to admit to his true designation. He could just pretend to be an Omega, right? No one would need to know, so no one could judge him. He could just lie a tiny bit and let himself have this, couldn’t he? It was his money after all. Before the high those thoughts gave him could disappear, before he could talk himself out of it, he grabbed his phone, filled out the short application form and dialed the number that showed up after he was finished. Then he froze and anxiously listened to the beeping sound.
“Hey there. How can I help you tonight?”
The voice that answered made Buckys insides melt. It was deep and warm, accompanied by a comforting alpha rumble. Bucky wanted to keep listening to it forever. Which, unfortunately, required him to answer first. Right.
“U-Uhm… h-hi?”
Bucky could’ve slapped himself, but he was so nervous, it was all he could get out.
“Hey. Is this your first time calling?”
“Uh… yes.”
“Ahh alright.” The voice on the other side of the phone went just a touch lighter, understanding, kind. It made Bucky shiver and relax just the tiniest bit. “Well, welcome to our service then. I’m Steve. Would you like to tell me your name, baby?”
“Uh yes.”, Bucky hurried to reply, nearly biting his tongue in shock when he heard the other guy say the petname. “I-it’s Bucky. Uhm. I mean James. But, uh, B-Bucky is usually what my friends call me.”
“I see.” The Alpha chuckled softly. The sound made Bucky shiver and flush and he gripped onto his blanket tighter to steady himself.
“Would you prefer me to call you Bucky then?”
“Yes. Please.”
“Very good. So, Bucky, as you probably noticed already, I’m male and an alpha, which should meet your preferences since the system is supposed to match us up depending on the information you gave in the application form. However, sometimes mistakes happen, so if you’d like to talk to another operator I-“
“N-no! I want you! I-I mean… I-I’m sorry…”
“Oh no, you don’t have to apologize. I’m glad you want to keep talking to me. And I like that you’re eager. It’s cute.”
Bucky nearly chocked on his breath at the Alphas words and his face grew hot yet again. No one ever called him cute, even though he liked to think of himself that way. The word made him feel precious and giddy in the best way.
“Also Bucky, I don’t want to presume but while this is a phone sex hotline primarily, I know sometimes it’s not easy to let go and get in the mood, when you’re still nervous about it. And sometimes caller just want some comfort too. It’s a lot more common than most people think. So if you want, we can just have a little chat first? I can just ask you some random questions and you can answer a little bit, with however much information you’re comfortable with. Would that be good?”
“Yes, o-okay.”, he managed to get out in a somewhat steady voice. He beamed when it made the Alpha chuckle again.
“Perfect. So how did you like the weather today, Bucky?”
Bucky would’ve never thought that being asked random questions about his day and his likes could be hot. But Steve most definitely knew what he was doing. The way he asked him questions, gentle and easy but demanding, made Buckys stomach clench with excitement and the feeling of doing good, doing things right, fueled by every sweet, praising response Steve gave to his answers, made him tingle all over and melt into a relaxed puddle. For a moment he wondered if he could fall asleep like that.
“Hmm, you getting pretty relaxed there, aren’t you Baby?”, Steve inquired knowingly, a smile evident in his voice. True to his words the question and petname no longer made Bucky feel jumpy, but rather content and cozily warm and all he could manage in response this time was a soft hum as he stared at his phone display dreamily. “That’s very good baby. It’s real nice to know you could settle”, the alpha praised warmly. “Would you maybe like to tell me why you called, darling, now that you’re all soft and relaxed? Were you just having a bad day or feeling lonely and needed some comfort? Or did you just want some interaction with a partner and dirty talk to help you get off? Or are you, perhaps, about to go into heat?”
At the mention of heats the Beta flushed again. An image flashed across his mind of him on his knees, begging for an Alpha’s knot and he barely managed to suppress a moan at that. Then he thought about being spooned by an Alpha after he had been knotted, them cuddling in sated bliss and loving intimacy and suddenly he didn’t really know anymore if he was feeling aroused or close to crying. He shook his head and concentrated back on the Alpha’s words.
“U-uhm… a bad day, I guess.”, he admitted.
“Mhh I understand. I’m glad you called, then. I think that’s a lot better than dealing with it alone. Do you want to talk about what made you upset?”
Yes, Bucky wanted that. Desperately. So he started talking again, encouraged by the Alphas attentive questions. Even after their conversation before it took him a while to get comfortable but the more he spoke, the easier it got. Steve seemed genuine, which made him feel warm and cared for. The Alpha, in turn, told him about his family and the way he described the close relationship he had to his own mother made Bucky feel less self-conscious about his own family situation. Steve was endlessly patient and kind and without himself noticing, Bucky opened up more and more. He told him things he didn’t even tell his closest friends and before he knew it, suddenly, he was sniffling softly and tears were running down his cheeks. The Alpha picked up on it quickly and immediately tried to soothe him, though it only made Bucky want to sob harder with how nice it felt.
“Hey Bucky, breathe. It’s okay. You’re okay. You did so well omeg-… oh shit, I’m sorry. I should have asked first, so I know I’m not overstepping. Would it be okay if I called you Omega, sweetheart?”, Steve asked.
This made Bucky freeze, his muscles locking up tight and anxious. He had already forgotten he was supposed to be lying and now the realization made him feel as if someone had emptied a bucket of ice water over his head. What should he do? He didn’t think he could lie anymore with how good it had felt to talk to the Alpha. Lying would destroy the atmosphere of trust they had built. But what would happen if he told Steve?
“Uhm…”, he hesitated, squeezing his eyes shut. He had to do this, he had to. He didn’t want to lie, it wouldn’t feel right. He wanted the Alpha to like his real self, not a fake one. Even if it seemed hopeless, he just had to try. He had to. Breathing in deeply and squeezing his eyes shut he willed the words out of his mouth.
“A-Actually I’m not… n-not an Omega… I’m… I’m a B-beta.”
Silence.
Then… “Oh.”
Bucky cringed. He shouldn’t have said it after all. “I-Is that bad? I’m so, so sorry, of course that’s bad, I shouldn’t have called, I’m not normal and I’m weird and now I bothered you, I’m so sorry Steve, I’m sorry, I’m just gonna hang up, I’m-”
“No!”
Steves sharp command cut through the frenzied thoughts inside his head and made him freeze in place, eyes open wide in shock and his phone clutched tight in his hand.
“No, no, no, Bucky. You listen to me well! Whoever made you feel like this, whoever made you think anything of what you just said is actually true, is an absolute bum. Because it’s not true at all baby, it’s bullshit. And you’re staying right here on that line with me, doll. If you don’t like it you can leave of course, but don’t leave because you think you have to. You don’t. You can stay right here, sweetheart.”
“B-but Steve…”, Bucky spoke up hesitantly, quietly. “I’m a beta… I should be balanced and calm, not… needy a-and clingy and weak, wanting to be like an Omega, w-wanting to be treated like… when I’m not… I shouldn’t, it’s not normal…”
“Bucky, sweet thing, there is nothing wrong with you. I’m sorry if my silence made you feel like I was disapproving of your designation, but really, I was just surprised. Admittedly it never happened to me before, that a Beta wanted to talk to me as an alpha, even though we’re an open hotline, it’s usually Omegas and so I just assumed… But I shouldn’t have, I should have asked. And apart from any of that, there is nothing wrong with you calling here and being a beta. You don’t have to be ashamed. I understand Betas usually don’t experience emotional turmoil as much as Alphas and Omegas. But it doesn’t have to be like that for everyone. If you needed some comfort it’s good that you called, especially with everything you told me about earlier. So it’s all good, you can settle, okay? You can settle, baby.”
The beta swallowed heavily around the lump in his throat. Steves words hurt, but in a good way. It felt like a huge burden had been lifted off of him. He finally had shared his secret with someone and was met with acceptance. It was more than he had dared to hope for. “Y-you really think so?”, Bucky mumbled with butterflies dancing in his belly.
“I do.”, Steve answered. “In fact I understand you very well Bucky. I myself am not the typical Alpha version everyone expects either. I’m rather delicate for an alpha and it often makes people think I’m weak. And it sucks. But still, I’m not going to care what they think, because I know better. I’m strong in many ways and I can provide as an alpha just perfectly. I’m not ashamed and you shouldn’t be either Buck, you hear me?”
Bucky nodded dumbly, still a little lightheaded from all the information Steve had offered him. Then he remembered the Alpha couldn’t see him and hurried to agree verbally. He still wasn’t entirely convinced but he wanted to do as the Alpha said. It made him feel warm inside and left his mind wonderfully empty.
“Okay good.” Steve exhaled heavily. “That was a bit of an intense moment, huh doll? How do you feel?”
“Uhm… a bit shaken, to be honest.”, Bucky admitted. “I-I was scared you… was scared you’d…” Bucky too inhaled and exhaled deeply a few times through the tightness in his chest. But with the breathing and Steves deep, gentle rumble clear in his ear it got easy enough after a few moments. “I was scared you’d hate me. M-maybe say something nasty o-or just leave…”
“I can only imagine, Baby.” Steve clicked his tongue comfortingly. “Thank you for telling me, Bucky.”
“Yeah. Th-thank you too Steve. For being nice.”
“Oh not for that, sweetheart.” The soft smile was back in Steves voice and instantly Bucky relaxed some more again. It was a good, heady feeling to know the alpha was happy, with him, because of him, spreading warm through his entire body.
“S-steve?”
“Yeah baby?”
“I’m pretty okay, still… It was scary a little bit right now and I-I panicked, but… I feel good with you… s-safe. I’m glad you… y-you’re the first one to know.”
The Alpha huffed a out a gush of air, that tickled Buckys ear and made him smile, silly and tiny but content again. “That is really sweet of you to say doll and it makes me real happy to hear that, to know I can make you feel good.” A few beats of silence, the alphas breath soft through the phone. Then his voice again, gentle, so gentle. “Would you like it then, if I called you Beta? Would you like for me to call you Beta and for yourself to call me Alpha?”
An involuntary whimper escaped Buckys throat at the other mans words. They spoke to a long hidden, kept and protected place inside of him, that had been desperate and lonely far too long, neglected and left wanting, yearning for warmth, for a safe place to let go, be vulnerable and accepted. And now here he was with Steve, with an Alpha that accepted him in his entirety. His last wall cracked open, just a tiny bit for now and Steves question, his rich voice and soft praise filtered through the cracks like rays of sunshine, filling his dark, lonely heart with warmth, so much warmth. Bucky felt like bursting apart. He was finally free now, allowed to be and allowed to want. Allowed to have.
“Yes. Yes please. Please, Steve.”
The answering approving, purposeful rumble shook him to his core and flooded him with another wave of heat, that left him limp on the outside and buzzing on the inside. He was slowly slipping in a calm, comfortable space inside his head, that felt wonderfully secure and with every second he felt more of the tension leave his body that had accumulated during the past months and the most recent moment of panic. It all left more and more, drifting to the periphery of his mind, where it could no longer hurt him, where he no longer had to worry about it and a long relieved, raspy sigh left his trembling lips. He felt so at peace. He felt like he could finally, truly breathe.
“Good boy.”, the Alpha softly purred into Buckys ear. Bucky shivered and need pulsed hot in his belly and between his tighs. He moaned. “O-oh! S-Steve!”
“Mhh, yeah. That sound good to you baby?”
“Y-yes, oh shit, Steve, I-I need, I want that, I need it, please, be g-good, good for you!”
“Yeah darling, I bet it does, I bet you need it. I’d be glad to give it to you good, sugar. But just a sec, okay? Are you really sure, you’re ready for this baby? Earlier was pretty intense and I wanna be sure you’re really okay to do this already, Buck. Not still feeling shaky?”
“I… I-I do still feel shaky, a bit… But I’m also good Steve, r-really good. I was scared earlier, but I’m not anymore. Still have some nerves, but I feel calm too. Mostly calm. A-and safe… with you, Steve. I-I wan this. I-I would really like to have this, Steve. I… w-wanna be good.”
“Oh baby, you already are! So, so good for me, Bucky. Thank you for letting me know how you feel. And if that’s what you want, of course you can have it, doll. It’s a pleasure to give this to you darling. I promise I’ll make it good for you.”
Bucky moaned at the heavy promise dripping from every word the alpha rasped into his ear. He felt hot all over, his skin burning and even starting to sweat. He didn’t really feel nervous anymore, not in a flighty or anxious. Steve made him feel settled, calm, safe, like he’d told the Alpha. But he felt flustered and jittery with excitement and eagerness and only a little bit embarrassed about the needy, dirty things he was admitting and saying and which had the tips of his ears flaming red.
“Yeah Baby?”, Steved inquired, his voice sweet like honey but rough with want and desire. Buckys stomach swooped and helplessly he let the need in his body guide him, slowly, just soft and teasing, rubbing his body against his mattress, moaning yet again, softly pleading for Steve to do something, anything, to let him be good.
“Yeah Bucky, you like that? You like being good for someone?”
“Y-yeah.” Buckys voice came out breathless, unsteady and yearning. His body was thrumming, everything felt good. He thought about being embarrassed of his sudden shamelessness, but the thought was gone within seconds. It was enough that the Alpha seemingly enjoyed his flustered, needy state and that was the only thing he really cared for. To have this Alpha take care of him, keep talking to him and calling him good. The Alpha hummed approvingly. “Hmm yeah. You wanna be a good little beta for me, doll? Let me take care of you?” The Beta whimpered helplessly. Yes, yes, yes.
Beneath his body, Buckys cock had fully hardened now and the wonderful friction against the mattress made him moan in delight. A sudden especially well angled thrust made him groan deeply in delight and Bucky desperately pressed his mouth into his pillow to muffle any more of these raw, guttural noises. Steve, though, wasn’t having any of it. “Nuh-uh Baby, stop that right away. I wanna hear your pretty voice. I want you to let me know exactly how needy you are for me.” Bucky squeezed his eyes shut in embarrassment but complied with the Alphas order, his heavy breathing obscenely loud in his tiny apartment. He really wanted to put his face back into the pillow, but then he heard Steve chuckle again and the sound made warmth spread through his chest. He huffed softly and relaxed into his sheets.
“You haven’t answered me yet, Buck. As much as I enjoy to hear all those sweet noises, I want you to be a good little beta, and answer me properly, sugar.”, the Alpha tutted, his voice now deep and stern, with just enough softness around the edges to make Bucky feel perfectly safe. “I-I want that, please. Please, Steve.”
“Alright baby. We’ll do that. First I want you to take some deep breaths for me, okay? Mhh. That’s it. Good boy. Now, you want to tell me a bit about how you look, doll?”, Steve asked softly. “You don’t have to, but it would make this a little bit more personal.” “I-I… C-could you go first, maybe?” “Sure. I have short blond hair and blue eyes. Like I said, I’m pretty small and skinny for an alpha, but don’t worry about-“
“I’m not.”, Bucky interrupted the alpha, momentarily stopping his movements and surprising himself with how steady his voice sounded. He cleared his throat. “I just… I don’t care either, Steve. You are… You make me feel good. And I… I want you to feel good too. With me.” Steve was silent for a moment. He could hear the other man breathing, but he didn’t reply. It made Bucky feel on edge. “Steve?”, he asked quietly. “Yeah.”, the alpha finally answered. “Yeah. I’m here. Sorry, you just caught me off guard for a second. Thank you for your words, Bucky. I know I act all tough, but honestly some days me being skinny and small frustrates me to no end. And what you said right now… It means a lot. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, Steve. Thank you, too.” “Hmm, you really are a sweet thing, huh?” He could practically hear Steve grin and this time it made him grin too. He decided he liked it when Steve sounded happy. The thought made him feel funny, so he quickly ignored it. “Probably.”, he mumbled a quiet reply. “So”, Steve continued, “it’s your turn Bucky.” Oh. Right. The Beta swallowed nervously. “I-I have blue eyes too, but more like grey-blue… Uhm… I have brown hair. Shoulder length. I-I’m p-pretty muscular and tall I guess… That also doesn't really fit and hope it's not a prob-“ It was Steves turn to interrupt him. “None of that now, doll. Like I said, you’re fine just the way you are, sweet thing. I have no problem with my partner being taller than me or stronger. It’s just the prejudices and judgement and lack of respect that pisses me off. But that’s got nothing to do with you, darling, okay?” Steve waited for him to affirm that he had understood before continuing. “In fact you sound very delicious to me, baby, all strong and mighty, but so very sweet for me, aren't you?” Bucky hummed shyly and he could hear the Alpha grin again, but he couldn’t help blushing anyways. The use of words like ‘partner’, ‘delicious’ and 'sweet' in reference to himself had left him a little dazed. That, and every little piece of praise and approval from the Alpha made his heart sing.
“Tell me what you are wearing.” The lack of question in the Alphas next sentence made him shiver and his hips quickened a little again, desperately trying to quell the need burning hot in his body, making his cock ache and skin maddeningly sensitive. “B-boxers.”, he squeeked. “Hmm.”, Steve hummed thoughtfully. “I think you should take them off baby.” “S-Steve…”, Bucky whimpered. He had fantasized about something like this for a long time, to get attention like this, to be able to let go and follow. But now that it was happening it made him feel more vulnerable than he thought he could handle. “Yeah, I’m right here, baby. It’s okay, I’ve got you”, Steve was quick to reply. “You’re safe with me, Bucky. You can let go, let me take care of you, yeah? Anytime I say something that makes you uncomfortable or ask something of you that you don’t want to do, just tell me and I’ll stop immediately, okay?”
“O-okay.”, the beta mumbled hesitantly. Then he steeled himself and continued to talk. “I-I want this Steve. Wanted it for so long… but I don’t… I don’t know how to do this.” “Thank you for letting me know that, Buck.”, Steve replied. “That’s okay. I’ll guide you through it. You just have to do what I tell you and nothing will happen to you. I’m gonna make it be really, really good, so that you can relax. Okay, darling?” Bucky was more than okay with that. It was everything he had been craving, everything he never go to have. He wanted to cry and crawl out of his skin with how much he wanted it. He just had to let Steve help him. Steve was good, Steve was sweet. Steve was an Alpha. He would know what Bucky needed to feel better, he was sure. He took a few steadying breaths and then quickly reached down to pull off his boxers. His half hard cock slapped wetly against his stomach as it was freed from its confinement. He bit his lip and cuddled back into the softness of his blanket, feeling exposed but secure at the same time. “I-I did it.”, he mumbled into the speaker.
“Yeah? Good job. You did perfect doll, so brave for me. Are you comfortable, warm?”, the Alpha inquired gently. “Yes.”, Bucky whispered back. “Hmm good.”, Steve praised him. It made Buckys whole body tingle. “Are you hard, Bucky?” Steve had kept his voice low and soothing, but the authoritative edge was back and Bucky couldn’t help but let out a shaky moan as he tried to answer the Alphas question while his body shivered from the dirty words. “Yes.”, he got out breathily. “That’s sweet of you, doll.”, the Alpha cooed. “I’m glad you enjoy me talking to you. You do, right?” “Y-yes Steve.” “Mhh now that I think about it, and no matter how much I like hearing you say my name baby, I think that’s not really what you want to call me, is it?” Bucky blinked confused. What else- oh. His cheeks burned hot as realization hit him. He chewed at his lips and grasped tighter at the blanket to steady himself. “A-alpha?”, he whispered shakily. “Yeah, that’s right. I’m your alpha now, baby. And you’re mine. My pretty little beta.”
The words made Buckys stomach clench with want and his hips thrust down into the mattress involuntarily. “A-alpha”, he moaned again, helplessly lost in the sensations he was experiencing. “Shit baby.”, Steve let out a curse and he could hear that the Alpha was apparently turned on by this too made him beam with happiness and a new wave of warmth flooded his chest. “You sound so sweet baby. Wish I could be there with you, wrap you up in my arms. I’d take really good care of you.” At this, Bucky whined. He wanted nothing more than this image the alpha was painting for him to become reality.
“Yeah that’s what you want baby? Sweet, sweet thing.”, the Alpha murmured mindlessly. Bucky heard rustling on the other end of the line. “I took off my clothes Bucky baby, how’s that?” “Hnggg good.”, the beta whimpered needily, his mouth watering as he imagined the other man naked next to him, touching him. “Yeah? Should I tell you something then?” “Pleeease.”, Bucky whined. He felt how he was slowly losing control over his reactions, feeling lightheaded, his body buzzing with anticipation. “I’m hard too Baby. You made me. It’s all because of you and your delicious little sounds.”
Bucky squirmed against the mattress, feeling precum ooze out of the tip of his heavy cock. By now he was desperately humping the sheets, aching for any kind of relief he could get. His body was flushed all over and the alphas words made his insides ache with need. “And you know doll, my cock needs a place where it can get some relief. You have any idea where that could be?” Buckys face burned up hot at the Alphas dirty question and he buried his face into his blanket as much as he could, without covering his mouth. “Yes A-alpha.”, he answered shakily. “Mhh I’m listening.” “M-my… M-my hole.” “Yeah, that’s where you want it, darling?” “Yes please, please Alpha, please.”
“Alright, alright, honey. Can you get some lube for me, darling?” Bucky nodded mindlessly, not caring if Steve could see it or not. He didn’t have to think now, the alpha would let him know if he needed more specific reactions. Besides, by the way he tossled his sheets and blankets with how quickly he tried to move his gooey limbs was probably loud enough to tell the other man he was following his instructions perfectly. When he finally grabbed the little bottle of lube from his nightstand he whined high in relief, happy to be one step closer to having the alpha take him apart. The other man chuckled at his excitement. The obvious affection in his voice made Bucky let out a pleased rumble in return, as he settled back into his bed. By now he was so hot, that covering himself with a blanket didn’t work any longer. Instead he bunched it up into a bundle he could hug into his chest for comfort and hummed happily. His mind was starting to get fuzzy around the edges and he could swear it was the best he had felt in months.
“A-alpha.”, he giggled shyly into the blanket, just so happy to be able to say it like this, to fall into this submissive role and be taken care of for once, not having to worry about anything. The alpha let out a little laugh, to which Bucky purred in appreciation. He was making the alpha happy, he was pleasing him. He was doing good. “You feeling a little funny in your head darling, hm? But that’s okay, Bucky, I’ve got you. I’m going to take really good care of you.”, the Alpha rumbled into his ear, before continuing in that deep, dirty voice that made the beta shudder.
“I want you to present for me, little one. Get on your knees and bend down. Stick that ass up for me.”, Bucky moaned in delight as he scrambled to comply and fall into position for the other man. The word little made him keen, as nothing about him was little, but it made him feel wonderfully small and delicate. He whimpered when the sensitive skin of his hole was exposed to the cold air in the room, feeling dirty and bare in the best way. “Yeah I know it feels a little dirty, doesn’t it?”, Steve asked as if he could read his mind. “But it feels really, really good to present for me like this, right? Let me see what’s mine…” Bucky mewled and wiggled his ass around a little, his heavy cock hanging uselessly between his legs. “Spread your legs a little more, baby, that’s it. Show me my hole, show me where my cock is going to go. Because that’s what you need, isn’t it? A big Alpha cock to make it all better?” “Yeees, please, alpha.” “Hmm, feel all hot and bothered, huh? Okay, put some lube on there. Make it really wet and sloppy for me baby, so that you won’t hurt yourself.”
Bucky hastily moved to do as he was told. He pushed a considerable amount of lube onto two of his fingers and used them to spread it around messily. The slick feeling had him keen. Steve stayed with him, rumbling sweet encouragements into his ear, which made the beta moan in bliss. “P-please Steve, c-can I…?” “Yeah? You want to make your hungry little cunt ready for me? That’s my good boy. You can put one finger in, darling, slowly. Let me hear how you enjoy it, no hiding.” Bucky whined in agreement and carefully lined up the pointer finger of his right hand with his hole. He took a deep breath to steady himself and then started to slowly push it inside. A ragged groan fell from his swollen lips, followed by a deep whine. It felt heavenly to stretch his rim in such a slow pace and the fact he had an Alpha there with him, a kind, sexy, tiny Alpha, made everything a thousand times better. “Ooooh Steve, Alpha”, he whined. “That’s it, open up for me sweet thing. Fuck yourself slowly.”
Bucky buried his face into his blanket, the softness against his cheek grounding and wonderful. He whimpered into it with breathless curses and tiny mewls, as he slowly moved the finger inside him. It felt so very good. He arched his back and pushed into it, careful to not fasten his movements too much. The only thing left in his mind was the sweet pleasure pulsing through him and the other mans sinful words next to his ear. He whimpered into his blanket when Steve told him to move his finger faster and then proceeded to tell him about how he was touching his cock and hwo much he liked the sounds Bucky was making. It made his head spin. This was better than anything he had ever experienced.
“Ooooh.”, the beta squeezed his eyes shut when he suddenly hit his prostate. “Found your good spot, huh? Good job”, Steve chuckled next to Bucky. “Nhhh oh god Steve, Steve. It feels s-so good like this, is so much…” “Yeah I know it’s a lot if you feel this good. But I got you, I know it’s okay and you can trust me. Are you good for another finger baby?” “Mhhh.” “I need words honey. I know you can do it.” “Yees Alpha.” “Good boy. Go ahead then.” Bucky carefully inserted a second finger alongside the first, shivering from the delicious stretch. Now that he had located that good spot inside his body he rubbed at it with every achingly good thrust of his fingers. On the other side of the phone he heard a click and then the alpha groaned and Bucky could hear the slick sound of what was most likely the alpha fucking his fist. The image made him mewl. The other mans deep rumbling moans made his ears burn and his rim clench wantonly around his thrusting fingers. Pleasure was coiling hot in his belly, making his abs contract harder and harder the longer the sweet torture continued. “Mhhh please Alpha”, he whined, “I’m getting c-close.”
The other man hummed in appreciation, softly telling Bucky, again and again, what a good boy he was being for him and it felt so good, it made him want to cry. With Steve it seemed so easy to let go. It was so easy to stop thinking and sink more and more into that sweet daze that had his body buzzing with warmth and affection. A tear slipped out of his eye, the sensations overwhelming but oh so freeing. “Steeeve”, he sobbed, desperation clear in his voice. His body was trembling with the strain of holding back. “Oh sweet boy, so so perfect for me. Asking for permission even when I haven’t asked you to. So good, darling.” Bucky could hear Steve breathing heavily and suddenly he had this burning need to really see the Alpha, watch him stroke his cock and knowing it was because of him. He wanted it so bad he wanted to scream. His mind was fuzzy with pleasure and emotions he couldn’t grasp and it was all too much at once.
Before he knew it he was crying again. And, of course, it didn’t take more than a few seconds for that stupidly perfect alpha to pick up on it. “Oh fuck, oh-… Bucky, hey baby, are you crying? What’s wrong, honey?” “D-don’t k-know, ‘s so much ahhh P-please, Alpha w-wan’ you to come, p-please wanna be good”, he babbled helplessly, mindlessly fucking himself on his fingers. The pleasure was the only thing making sense to him at this point. “Baby, hey, are you okay? Do you need to stop?” “Nooo”, Bucky hiccuped, “C-cum, y-you Alpha, please. N-need it”. He so desperately wanted to know he was good, that he was enough, wanted to hear that the Alpha really was going to come because of him. “O-okay.”, Steve rasped, “It’s oaky baby, it’s okay. Shit you sound so sweet when you’re whining for me darling, so perfect. I’m so close too. I wish I could see you, be there with you. I wanna touch your sweet ass and sweet face and I want to kiss you so bad.” “Hnggg” “Yeah that’s it, so good around my cock, taking me so well. Fuck! M gonna cum, baby. Cum with me good boy, I know you can do it, come on sweet darling, cum for me.” And Bucky did. At the Alphas heated words he started to jab at his prostate even faster, crying messy tears into the blanket as he let the Alphas soothing voice guide him into a world crushing orgasm that made his tighs quake. “A-alpha”, he wailed as he trembled heavily through the after shocks, his cramping fingers desperately chasing the last ends of his high as he came in milky spurts over his sheets. He heard the other man growl deeply, his voice sounding nearly feral as he called out the Betas name while reaching his own high.
Then, for a few seconds, there was only the Alphas rough panting and Buckys silent crying. “Sugar, hey.” Steves soft voice broke the silence first. The other mans concern could be heard clearly and knowledge of being cared for so thoroughly tore another sob out of Buckys chest. “Mhhh”, a soft whine was all he could manage to acknowledge the others words. “Hey my good boy, you still got your fingers inside you?” “Y-yeah.”, he sniffled. “Okay darling, take them out for me, yeah? Don’t want you to hurt yourself.” The Beta obeyed with sluggish movements and dragged the two digits out of his slippery hole. It had them touch his prostate once more, which made him twitch shakily. His arm flopped uselessly down onto the mattress, the sore muscles protesting, making him whimper softly.
“That was very good baby boy, thank you. Now can you be sweet and lie down for me? Be careful not to lie in your cum though. “ Bucky sniffled wetly, as he carefully settled his aching body onto the other side of the bed, hugging his blanket into his chest and burying his face in the soft fabric. He reached for his phone to get the alphas voice as close to him as possible. Now that he was slowly starting to register his surroundings again he yearned for the other mans reassurance to hold onto. He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth and anxiously listened. “Good job, darling. Grab yourself a blanket now, I don’t want you to be cold. That’s better, isn’t it?” It was. The warmth of his blanket caressed his raw soul and made him feel safe. He mewled softly, so thankful for the alphas gentle attention a new wave of tears ran down his cheeks.
“Buck, baby, can you please try to tell me how you’re feeling? Tell me why you’ve been crying?” “I-I… ‘s just… s-so good. N-needed that so long”, the Beta sobbed as he wrapped his blanket around himself even tighter. “T-thank you Steve, t-thank you so much.” “Oh darling, you’re so very welcome. I want to thank you too, you know? You’ve been so good for me, such a perfect little Beta. I’m so proud of you and I enjoyed being with you a whole lot, sugar. It was so good for me too.” “R-really?” “Of course Buck. I meant everything I said. You did so perfectly. And I just hope it helped you to feel a bit better?” “Mhh. D-did.” “That’s good. That’s really good. I’m so glad honey.” There was a pause on the other end of the phone and when Steve continued it seemed to Bucky as if Steve sounded a little rough around the edges, a little embarrassed maybe.
“You know baby… I really wish I could be there with you now. I… really want to give you some kisses.” The alphas last words were just a whisper. Still, they made Bucky flustered and feeling warm and tingly all over. He closed his eyes and imagined it to be real, to have the alpha with him, softly taking his head into his hands and kissing him. Then kissing all over his tired body, chasing away the last remnants of worry from the Betas body. “Hey hon, are you still with me?” Bucky smiled delicately at the alphas not so subtle worry. “Hmm.”, he hummed, and then continued on to try and give the alpha a proper answer on his earlier question. “I-I’d like that too.”
He heard Steve sigh and let out a nervous little laugh, which Bucky thought was very adorable. “How about… Wait, you live in Brooklyn too, right? I-I mean I know we’re just showing ads in Brooklyn, because we’re just a small hotline, but… You are, right? Please tell me you are?” The sudden panic in the Alphas voice made the Beta chuckle this time. “I do.”, he reassured him quietly. “Oh thank god! How about a drink then? Tomorrow evening in the Center Café at 8? I-I know I probably shouldn’t do this… But I just can’t… I have to ask you this Bucky or I couldn’t forgive myself. Being with you just now was incredible and I feel like something about us just fits and… would you want that Buck?”
The Beta sniffled again, new tears forming in his eyes. Quietly, hopefully, he asked: “For a… date?” His voice sounded raw. It was pretty obvious what Steve was getting at but he couldn’t believe it, no matter how much he wanted to meet that small, perfect Alpha who could make him feel so very good. He had to hear it, again and again. “Yes, a date. I know you think you don’t deserve this, that you think you don’t get to have this, but you do, Buck. And if you let me, I’d like to give that to you. I’d really, really like that.” “M-me… too…” It took the beta several minutes, but finally he choked out the answer. And it made him feel so free he didn’t know what to do with himself. “I’m glad, Buck. I really am.”
He paused, then continued. “Do you want to sleep now baby? This must have been heavy on you.” Steves words made Bucky yawn and he suddenly realized just how tired he was. His eyes fluttered closed and he sighed deeply. “Hmm.”, he replied. “ ‘M tired.” “Okay sweet boy. How about you take just a quick sip of water and then snuggle into a blanket and I tell you a story until you fall asleep?” “Mhh please”, the beta hummed sleepily. The alpha chuckled warmly, gave him a sweet kiss through the phone that made Bucky hide his face behind his blanket and then started talking in that soothing rumbling voice that made Bucky feel so wonderfully warm. He breathed deeply and relaxed heavenly into his bed. He closed his eyes and smiled softly as he listened to Steve talk and let his voice lull him into the best sleep he’d had in months. He felt warm, heavy and save, sated from feeling good in every way possible.
This night, he dreamed of a tiny, blond, blue-eyed alpha named Steve.
When Bucky woke up the next day it was noon. And when he blushingly checked his phone for the call of the past evening, he nearly spit out his cereal. The call time blinked at him innocently. Around the time he settled in to sleep it had only been one and a half hour. Now it read 2 hours 47 minutes. Bucky hid his face into his sofa cushion and let out a happy scream.
From this day on, the day he met tiny, wonderful Steven Grant Rogers, Bucky Barnes was a happy Beta.