She wasn't going to be working while he was here and in full rut. It was pointless if she did go off across the world while he was in such a state, and Natasha trusted her medication to work as it was supposed to. Although...if Barnes ended up living here, she supposed she'd have to dispense with the suppressants entirely.
But that was an issue to be handled later, in any case.
"Shut up with that and put your plate in the microwave," the small Omega said, not unkindly, and smiled before spooning fried rice on her own plate. "I've told you countless times that this is about taking care of you, and of course you're welcome."
"Yes ma'am," Bucky says, putting his plate in the microwave to heat up his food instead of talking more about how he doesn't deserve to be taken care of. He still thinks Natasha is doing a lot for him, more than she should have to do, but he guesses it's also her choice to do that for him and she's going into with it with her eyes open.
"Is it bad of me to say the sex is good? I haven't had this much touch and affection in decades. I feel like I'm drowning in it and it's so good. I could live like this forever."
And hopefully he'll get to and they'll have an arrangement where he can live with Natasha.
"Not really," Natasha said with a light laugh. "A girl likes to hear that she does a good job satisfying her man." She finished filling her plate, then stepped to the sink to rinse her hands. "You're not so bad at it, yourself."
Seventy years was a long time to go without positive human contact. As someone who'd done without for a quarter of that time, Natasha honestly didn't know how Barnes mind hadn't broken entirely. But the man was resilient, if nothing else, so she had to give him that credit.
"We can do it again after we eat," she promised, taking his plate out after the timer dinged and putting her own in. "If you want."
"I'll take not so bad," Bucky says, laughing softly. It's not exactly a compliment about his skills but he thinks they're teasing a little bit versus actually giving compliments so he isn't taking it as a slight. It seems like Natasha's enjoying it, anyway, and there's some things you can't fake. At least he thinks she couldn't fake it - but she might be able to. Better not to think about it.
"I should say no to give you a rest," Bucky says, giving her a once over. "But I'm not going to be able to help myself. I won't be as...Alpha as this morning. I promise. I don't know where that came from because I don't think I've ever done it before. Not that I can remember, anyway, so I guess you got one hell of a first from me."
Brunch was just as good as supper had been, because Chinese food was always better the next day, in Natasha's view. She everything on her plate, not realizing how hungry she'd been until she'd done so, and set it on the coffee table with a satisfied sigh.
Barnes was working her over, but she was tough, she'd handle it. They'd have to order more food later today, or at least make a grocery order. She didn't really keep staples around, after all.
"Get enough? There's a little more left if you're still hungry."
"Yeah, I need more food." Being polite about food is definitely not going to work because his metabolism is so high between the serum and his rut that he'll start losing weight fast if he doesn't pack on the calories. He goes and heats up what's left of the leftovers and sits down with another full plate, eating just as quickly as he had before.
He does have the manners to finish chewing before he speaks again, though, and he gives Natasha a look that he thinks might be a little too soft for this arrangement.
"That smell of yours drives me insane," he says. "I just want my nose buried in you all the time. Gonna do that later."
Natasha didn't have any judgments about sloppy table manners; they were on the couch in her living room, after all, not at her small table in the kitchen. And given how many calories he'd probably burnt up since supper last night, she was mildly surprised he wasn't ravening right now, just inhaling food without even tasting it.
She was, nevertheless, woman enough that hearing what Bucky wanted to do to her made her shiver with anticipation, and suggestively loosen the sash on her robe, pull it halfway open, then recline on the couch in a languid pose, expression almost lazy.
Bucky smiles a little and puts his plate on the coffee table before kneeling down between Natasha's legs, taking his time to run his hands up and down her thighs before leaning in to press his tongue against her and give her a slow lick. He can taste her now, that concentrated scent, and it's all he can do to start this off slow and steady.
He rubs his thumbs along the sensitive skin of her inner thighs and when he's in rut, the Alpha part of him doesn't care about his left arm or how it feels when he touches her, only that he's touching her and she's melting for him.
She obligingly widened her knees, slinging one bare leg atop the back of the couch, and letting the other dangle off the edge, her toes just trailing on the plush carpet. Seeing Barnes' dark head delve between her legs was erotic all in itself, and Natasha couldn't help a swift breath and the arch of her back at the first touch of his hands and mouth. Even the cool metal didn't deter from it.
Arms lying above her head, Natasha watched him with increasingly deeper breaths, and huskily inquired after a few long minutes, "...do I smell good, malyshka?"
"Like the best chocolate there is," Bucky says, lifting his head to look at her softly before going back between her legs, tongue working her slow before he adds his fingers to it, sliding two in so she has something to clamp down on when he comes.
It isn't as good as knotting her, no, but it's good and he wants to do it to take care of Natasha.
Natasha chuckled, the sound husky in the living room. But she hissed a breath at the addition of fingers, muscles involuntarily spasming around the thick digits as they slid inside. Teeth worried her lower lip, breath hissed between them, and her hips rose and fell in time with the sinful rhythm as her body quickly began to heat.
An Alpha's attention was heady, quite the aphrodisiac, she was discovering, and Natasha tried not to squirm right off of the couch, but her thighs trembled with the effort of remaining open, when she really wanted to wrap her legs around Bucky's neck, and not with antagonistic intent this time.
All of his Alpha senses are tuned in to the little noises that Natasha is making and Bucky knows this is going to end in him knotting her even if he wants to get her off first. He can get her off this way and then have her come again on his knot and maybe he'll feel better for a little while, a little more calm.
He grips her thigh tighter with his left hand and lifts his head long enough to say, "I'm gonna have you on my knot once you come," before working her hard with his fingers and sucking at her clit.
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But that was an issue to be handled later, in any case.
"Shut up with that and put your plate in the microwave," the small Omega said, not unkindly, and smiled before spooning fried rice on her own plate. "I've told you countless times that this is about taking care of you, and of course you're welcome."
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"Is it bad of me to say the sex is good? I haven't had this much touch and affection in decades. I feel like I'm drowning in it and it's so good. I could live like this forever."
And hopefully he'll get to and they'll have an arrangement where he can live with Natasha.
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Seventy years was a long time to go without positive human contact. As someone who'd done without for a quarter of that time, Natasha honestly didn't know how Barnes mind hadn't broken entirely. But the man was resilient, if nothing else, so she had to give him that credit.
"We can do it again after we eat," she promised, taking his plate out after the timer dinged and putting her own in. "If you want."
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"I should say no to give you a rest," Bucky says, giving her a once over. "But I'm not going to be able to help myself. I won't be as...Alpha as this morning. I promise. I don't know where that came from because I don't think I've ever done it before. Not that I can remember, anyway, so I guess you got one hell of a first from me."
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Barnes was working her over, but she was tough, she'd handle it. They'd have to order more food later today, or at least make a grocery order. She didn't really keep staples around, after all.
"Get enough? There's a little more left if you're still hungry."
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He does have the manners to finish chewing before he speaks again, though, and he gives Natasha a look that he thinks might be a little too soft for this arrangement.
"That smell of yours drives me insane," he says. "I just want my nose buried in you all the time. Gonna do that later."
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She was, nevertheless, woman enough that hearing what Bucky wanted to do to her made her shiver with anticipation, and suggestively loosen the sash on her robe, pull it halfway open, then recline on the couch in a languid pose, expression almost lazy.
"...why not now?"
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He rubs his thumbs along the sensitive skin of her inner thighs and when he's in rut, the Alpha part of him doesn't care about his left arm or how it feels when he touches her, only that he's touching her and she's melting for him.
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Arms lying above her head, Natasha watched him with increasingly deeper breaths, and huskily inquired after a few long minutes, "...do I smell good, malyshka?"
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It isn't as good as knotting her, no, but it's good and he wants to do it to take care of Natasha.
"Wanna feel you come for me."
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An Alpha's attention was heady, quite the aphrodisiac, she was discovering, and Natasha tried not to squirm right off of the couch, but her thighs trembled with the effort of remaining open, when she really wanted to wrap her legs around Bucky's neck, and not with antagonistic intent this time.
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He grips her thigh tighter with his left hand and lifts his head long enough to say, "I'm gonna have you on my knot once you come," before working her hard with his fingers and sucking at her clit.