Author: The Wayward Angel
Story: The Red String
Rating: M
Word Count: 1256
Chapter: 1/?
Pairings: Starbuck
Spoilers: Captain America: The Winter Soldier spoilers apply
Trigger Warnings: a/b/o dynamics, alpha!Bucky, omega!Steve, explicit sex
Summary: It was snowing out and Steve had a cold. Those were the two things Bucky focused on. Their heating had been cut off two days prior and Steve had taken to burning old sketches and drawings to try to keep warm. Bucky had started sleeping next to Steve at night to keep him warm. *Alpha/Omega AU*
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine.

AN: So I went and saw Cap 2 again today and blurted this out when I got home. It was supposed to be short and sweet but somehow developed a plot. Please enjoy and send me a message if you see any mistakes.

Unbeta'd. All mistakes are mine. Please feel free to point out any grammatical or spelling errors.

The Red String

December 1941

It was snowing out and Steve had a cold. Those were the two things Bucky focused on. Their heating had been cut off two days prior and Steve had taken to burning old sketches and drawings to try to keep warm. Bucky had started sleeping next to Steve at night to keep him warm. Steve's coughs shook his entire body and he curled up tight to try and stop them. Bucky pressed his chest to Steve's back, holding his friend close to him. "We really need to take you to a doctor." Bucky mumbled.

"Can't afford it." Steve rasped back, "'m okay, Buck. Just need to rest."

"I found a job for tomorrow." Bucky said, staring out the window at the snow falling steadily to the ground. "Moving some crates around for a guy. He said he'd pay me pretty well for it. Hopefully it'll be enough to get the heat turned back on."

Steve coughed again, hard, "Ho-hope so." He gasped.

"Are you going to be okay without me?" Bucky asked, running a hand up and down his friend's back soothingly.

"Yeah," Steve mumbled, "Just need to pile up the blankets and get some water."

"You have your pills right?" Bucky asked, "Suppressants and birth control for the month? If not, I'll go buy the store tomorrow and pick them up."

"I've got enough for the next couple of days." Steve said, "It can wait til we get the heat turned back on."

"Okay." The Alpha said, nuzzling his Omega best friend, "If I have any left over, I'll fill your pills and pick you up some cold medicine." He said.

Steve nodded before falling asleep in Bucky's arms.

Bucky was out and Steve felt like shit. His head hurt, his hands shook, his nose was running, and his cough had gotten worse since Bucky left. He walked into the bathroom to take his pills. He had about two weeks of his birth control pills left, but only two of his suppressants left. "Gonna need to pick up more." He mumbled to himself. His hands shook as he took his birth control and he took a deep breath to try and calm himself down. He opened his bottle of heat suppressants and shook the bottle into his open palm. A cough took him by surprise and he doubled over, the hacking coughs racking his entire body. The pills in his hand tumbled down the drain of the sink and he let out a small, distressed cry and gripped the edge of the counter. "No," He gasped, "Nonononono."

Steve stepped away, staring at the sink in disbelief, "Oh God, this is not happening." He breathed, holding his head in his hands, "Okay, Rogers, pull yourself together. It'll be alright. Missing one day isn't gonna trigger your Heat." He took several deep breaths, only coughing a few times, "Just go back to sleep."

Steve walked back into the bedroom and crawled into bed, pulling the covers tightly around himself, falling back asleep after just a few minutes.

As soon as Bucky opened the door, he could smell it. An Omega in Heat, sweet and fertile. He groaned, closing and locking the door. The smell was everywhere in the small apartment. Then it hit him, Steve was in Heat. Steve was laying in his bed, slick and waiting. Steve, his best friend. "Steve?" He called out, walking toward their bedroom. He opened the door and the smell of slick and Heat and an Omega bitch ready to be bred.

Steve was asleep in their bed, moaning and moving restlessly. Bucky stalked closer, crawling up on the bed and pulling back the blankets. Steve had soaked through his sleeping pants and was twitching and letting out little desperate whines. Bucky pulled off Steve's pants and groaned, dropping them off the side of the bed. The Alpha ran his fingers through his friend's slick, tracing up the younger man's thigh up to his entrance. He pressed two of his fingers inside and Steve let out a high moan. The Omega rolled his hips, still deeply asleep. Bucky growled, slipping in another finger, fucking his friend as he slept. The scent of in Heat Omega was driving him crazy. Steve let out another sweet sound before coming across his belly.

Bucky's eyes flashed red and he growled, instinct taking over rational thought. He rolled Steve onto his stomach and pulled his hips up into a mounting position. The Alpha mounted the much smaller Omega and fucked forward, cock thrusting into the slick heat of his best friend's entrance. Steve whined, finally pulled back to consciousness. Bucky growled and placed and hand on the back of Steve's neck, holding him in place. "My bitch," he snarled, "Gonna breed you up. Fuck you full." Bucky fucked into Steve hard and fast, nailing his prostate on every other thrust, causing filthy sounds to slip from the Omega's lips. Bucky's knot swelled at the base and started to catch on the rim of Steve's hole until it finally caught and locked them together, pumping seed into the Omega. Steve cried out and came across his stomach a second time, untouched. Without thinking, Bucky clamped his teeth down on the back of Steve's neck, claiming him.

"Bucky, what-" Steve gasped.

The red faded from Bucky's eyes and he rolled them onto their sides so he wouldn't crush the smaller male. "Steve…" He mumbled, "God, Steve, I'm so sorry." Steve trembled and Bucky held him tightly, "I didn't mean to claim you, Steve. I'm so sorry."

"It's okay," Steve said finally, "If it had to be anyone, I'm glad it was you."

Bucky ran a hand up and down Steve's side, "How do you feel?"

"Like I've got a cold and I'm in Heat." Steve replied.

Bucky chuckled, "I brought you some cold medicine. Oh, and I got the heat turned back on so that should kick on later tonight. I'm supposed to go back to work for that guy again tomorrow, but I guess I'll just tell him that my mate's in Heat."

Mate. Surprisingly that didn't freak either of them out like they thought it should.

"No," Steve relaxed back into Bucky, "We really need the money. I'll be okay for a few hours."

"Steve, this is your first heat in a really long time. You don't need to be left alone."

"I'll be okay, Buck. Hurry to work, hurry home, and I'll be fine."

Bucky didn't seem convinced, but he sighed anyway, "Alright, Stevie." He said, kissing the back of Steve's neck.

To be continued…