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꒰𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲꒱: in which you unintentionally travel inter-dimensionally to a universe where the avengers exist. will you make it back home? or will the allure of this new universe with all its differences entice you to stay?

꒰𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬꒱: reader x polyamorous!pack!avengers, omega!reader x alpha!avengers, reader x steve rogers, reader x bucky barnes, reader x peter parker, reader x tony stark, reader x natasha romanoff, reader x thor odinson | platonic relationships with clint barton, bruce banner, loki laufeyson, carol danvers, wanda & pietro maximoff

꒰𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬꒱: mentions of past child abuse (hitting/spanking), abusive father flashbacks (brief), steve spanking reader, reader triggered/dropping into subspace, panic attacks, drinking/alcohol, sexism/misogyny, sexual dancing (grinding), clubbing

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author’s note: round 2, let’s go! hopefully tumblr doesn’t stuff up this one😅 if you’re curious to see the girls clubbing outfits, check out the pinterest moodboard linked below!🫶🏼 enjoy 😚😚 don’t forget to reblog!! Xx

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“Quick! Get him to his room — F.R.I.D.A.Y. will lock it under rut protocols!” Tony’s voice yelled through the madness.

Steve was unconscious on the floor, and Bucky was a raging menace trying to get to his best friend through the wall that was Thor.

“I’m a bit preoccupied!” Thor bellowed out, growling as Bucky was punching and twisting in his weakening hold.

“Peter!” Tony called out for help, slowly dragging Steve towards the elevator, “He won’t be out for long! His super soldier serum is already working against us.”

“Mr. Stark!” Peter panicked, making Tony look up from his hold on Steve’s ankles.

“Shit,” he cursed, seeing Bruce’s shaking form in the corner, “Don’t go green, don’t go green!” He dropped Steve’s legs, running towards his mate.

“Wanda, help!” Pietro screamed at his sister as he sped towards Steve, trying his best to drag him to the elevator. Wanda was shaking in the corner, wishing she had gone with Nat to find you.

She hurried over, willing herself to use her magic. Her shaking hands started glowing red, and a gentle cloud of ruby drifted out of them and towards Steve’s body. She jumped as she saw Steve’s eye twitch, before they flew open and he let out a massive roar. Her powers faded and she looked up in a panic, seeing Tony dragging the green-looking Bruce away from the scene. Peter and Thor were now battling a feral Bucky, doing their best to stop him from going over and helping Steve on his quest to find you and claim you.

Wanda let out a shriek as Steve grabbed Pietro by the throat, throwing him across the room. His head hit the wall and he collapsed, unconscious, to the floor. Peter’s head twisted at her scream, his eyes bulging when he saw his mate on the floor, head bleeding. His eyes flew back when he saw Wanda meet a similar fate, now unconscious by the couch.

He immediately let go of Bucky, letting out a roar of anger as he dove toward the Head Alpha. He should’ve known he was no match for him though, as Steve merely picked him up by the neck, squeezing his pressure points. And just like that, Steve had rendered Peter unconscious too, with merely a hand.

Now that Thor was by himself with Bucky, he was struggling again. He tried to remember how to detach his metal arm, but couldn't. He thought about electrocuting him, but he couldn’t bear to do that to his soulmate.

Steve saw the scene, and roared in anger.

“Don’t touch him!” He made it over to their violent tussle with two big strides, punching Thor in the back. The big fella barely grunted, and hit Bucky in the temple. He fell to the floor, joining the others in their unconsciousness.

Steve saw red.

“HOW DARE YOU HURT OUR MATE?” He roared, diving on Thor.

“LOOK AROUND — LOOK WHAT YOU’VE DONE!” Thor bellowed back, his teeth baring as he prepared to battle the Head Alpha. Steve spared a glance around, noticing all the bodies of his loved ones around him. His eyes softened, before narrowing again. He couldn’t see you.

“Where is she?” He quietly seethed.

Thor grunted as Steve kept blocking his punches.

“WHERE IS SHE?” Steve roared again, shaking in anger as his Alpha had fully taken over, intent on finding you. He had had enough of Thor’s unwillingness to help, and delivered a sickening blow to his head, knocking him out.

He looked around, his eyes flashing as he couldn’t see Tony or Bruce.

He stalked off down the corridor towards the pack bedroom, his fists clenched in anger. He slammed the door open, seeing Tony desperately trying to calm a hyperventilating Bruce. Normally, Steve would’ve dropped everything to help the Beta, but his Alpha hindbrain had taken over. All he cared about was his Omega. You.

“Tony, I’m only going to ask once. Where is she?” His whisper was deadly. He doesn’t miss the way Tony’s eyes flicker up to the roof.

Of course.

Natasha was missing. You were missing. It didn’t take a genius to realise where you were hiding.

Steve was out of the room in a flash, making Tony panic as he glanced between Bruce and the open doorway. But Omegas always came first.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, leaving Bruce on the bed as he ran after Steve.

Steve didn't bother waiting for the elevator and instead strode up the stairs, making it to Natasha’s level in less than a minute. You and the scent of your slick was the only thing on his mind.

Find Omega.

Claim Omega.

And he would destroy anyone who got in his way.

Your eyes flew open as a loud bang reverberated throughout the room. You sat up, confused and disorientated.

Your heart dropped when the familiar scent of vanilla, patchouli, cedar, and lemon infiltrated your nostrils. Natasha must have smelt it too, because she sat up with a start next to you in the bed.

“Quick – go in the bathroom and lock the door,” she whispered, pushing you out of the bed and forcing you into the ensuite. She knew a measly door wasn't going to do much to stop Steve in his rut, but it was another barrier that gave you more time.

You locked the white door behind you, backing away into the shower. You glanced around the bathroom, seeing if there was anywhere you could hide.

There wasn’t.

You clutched your hands over your mouth, quieting your erratic breaths and muffling your whimpers of fear. You could hear Nat trying to ration with Steve, but his Alpha had long since taken over. You screamed into your fist as you heard a deafening crash, followed by a sickening silence.

The only sound was your heavy breathing and your heart violently pumping in your ears. Your hand was covered in saliva and bite marks from being shoved into your mouth. You strained your ears for any hint as to what was going on in Nat’s bedroom, but there was nothing.

You screamed as the silence was broken by the bathroom door being pushed open so violently that it fell off its hinges. Steve’s huge frame filled up the space, his figure ominously puffing from knocking out all of his mates. You could make out his nostrils flaring as he scented you, letting out a low hum.

“It’s okay, Omega. Your Alpha is here now. You're safe.”

He had mistaken the putrid scent of your fear for someone other than him, and strode towards you in the oversized ensuite. Your eyes flashed to an unconscious Natasha on the floor as you let out a cry of fear. Tears dripped down your cheeks as you backed away from him. Something cold hit your back as you came into contact with the tilted wall – you had nowhere to go.

“STEVE! STOP!” Tony had burst into the room, and dived to pull him back from you. Steve just lifted his fist, punching Tony’s face and knocking him out cold. Your eyes widened in fright as salty tears dropped.

“Please don’t hurt me,” you pleaded, holding your hands up in front of you in a pathetic attempt at protection.

“Never run away from me in heat again,” he growled out, turning you around and forcing you to bend over the sink. You screamed out for help as you tried to wiggle out of his strong embrace, but it was no use. He was a super soldier and Head Alpha. No human was stronger than him.

You let out a loud wail when Steve’s big hand made contact with your bottom, leaving it stinging and burning. He continued to spank you, growling about punishments and obeying. You closed your eyes, choking on your sobs and wails. You tried to scramble away, but he easily held you down against the cold sink, and your mind flashed to your past.

You were running through the corridors of your childhood home, the heavy footsteps of your father chasing you fueling your panic. You made it to your room, slamming the door shut. You screamed as he easily banged it open, hands raised as he came towards you. You screamed and flinched away as his heavy palms swatted down on your skin, leaving behind red handprints.

Your eyes rolled back into your head as you felt yourself drop into that familiar space of nothingness, with no scents to comfort you. You tried your best to move, to scream, but your body was rendered useless as you were forced to watch the memories of your abusive childhood flash through your head on repeat.

Steve hadn’t realised you had dropped, too busy unbuckling his belt as his rut hit its peak. He didn’t have time to react when he was suddenly flung back.

“Bad Alpha!” The Hulk grunted out, repeatedly slamming Steve into the floor like a ragdoll until he stopped responding.

The Hulk dropped Steve onto the floor next to Nat and tried to walk into the bathroom, but stopped when he realised he couldn't fit through the door frame.

“Omega okay?”

He observed your slumped-over body in confusion, realising something was wrong. He ducked his head as he forced his wide shoulders through the doorway and to your body.

“Omega?” He tried again, turning over your body to see your eyes rolled back. He easily lifted you up in his arms, recognising his Omega had dropped into subspace.

“Omega okay, Alpha here now. Hulk take care of you,” he sat down with you in his arms, trying to get you to scent him. His green face crumpled up in confusion when he saw your face still scrunching up in pain and fear. He stood up with you in his arms, walking out of the bathroom, past Nat and Steve on the floor, and out of Nat’s apartment. He took you back to the pack floor – maybe if his scent wasn’t enough to calm you in subspace, a mixture of everyone else’s would. He stomped onto the pack floor, seeing Thor groaning as he began to wake up. He quickly sat up when he remembered what had happened, and saw Hulk trying his best to comfort you. He forced his aching body up and rushed over to you. They both turned their heads to the elevator that dinged open, revealing a panicking Tony. His eyes zeroed in on your limp body in the Hulk’s hands, and he rushed over. Tony was second in command in the pack, meaning if anyone could calm you down after Steve, it was him.

“Oh my God, is she okay? What happened?!” He rushed out, kneeling beside the Hulk and Thor to grasp your hand.

“Tony! Calm down, she needs you right now – she needs your pheromones. Do your job and be the Alpha she needs. I'll take care of Steve.” Thor spoke as the voice of reason, stopping Tony’s panicked rambling. And with that, he quickly stood up and made his way to Nat’s level, where he gently set her down on her bed. He picked Steve up and brought him to his shared level with Bucky, and locked him in his room under ‘Rut Protocols’, meaning F.R.I.D.A.Y. wouldn't let him out until his cycle had passed.

The Hulk had gently passed your body over to Tony who cradled you in his muscular arms, directing your face to his neck.

“Shh, you're okay,” he spoke your name, focusing on emulating calming pheromones. He watched as your face slowly relaxed, and your fearful scent was replaced by your wonderful combination of black currant, plum, sandalwood, and peonies. He stroked your hair, gently rocking from side to side as he continued to speak soothing words of affirmation into your ear. He saw that the Hulk had closed his eyes, and he guessed that his words were also soothing to him, bringing Bruce back.

Tony sat there, continuing to soothe you until all the worry had left your gentle skin. He picked you up and brought you to the pack bedroom, the Hulk following as he stumbled along, Bruce fighting to get back out. He laid you down in the massive bed, cuddling up next to you as he continued to rub your back, pressing gentle kisses to your face.

“You’re okay now, I’ve got you.”

Three days had passed since the incident. You had awoken on what felt like a cloud, tucked in with the most delectable scents surrounding you. Tony hadn’t left your side once, making sure you knew he would keep you safe. He informed you on what had happened after you dropped; how the Hulk had knocked Steve out, allowing Thor to drag him to his room and lock him away in there under ‘Rut Protocols’. F.R.I.D.A.Y. wouldn’t let him out until it was over. The rest of them had spent a day in the medical bay, recovering from their injuries — Pietro having faced the worst of it. But more importantly, Tony and Natasha had sat you down to talk about ruts. And heats.

“It was your… scent that caused him to start his rut. F.R.I.D.A.Y. tracks them all so there are never any surprises, but throw an Omega into the mix — more specifically, our Omega, and things are bound to go awry,” Tony awkwardly chuckled.

Nat cleared her throat, “When an Alpha goes into their rut, they revert to their most primal nature, their most basic, animal instinct. To mate. It’s the same for Omegas when they go into their heat.”

“Kind of like our periods?” You asked her, to which she nodded.

“A lot more painful, though. It can only be soothed by… You know…” She awkwardly waved her hands around.

“By having sex.” Tony bluntly put, making your face grow red.

“Oh.”

Your eyes glazed over as you faintly remembered the distant sound of a belt unbuckling.

“Why was Steve… Hitting me, though?” You whispered, your body involuntarily shivering.

Nat’s lips dropped into a frown.

“That’s our fault, we should’ve discussed this sooner, we were planning to before everything happened, but… It’s considered standard discipline in our universe for disobeying Omegas,” she spoke, Tony overtaking, “Alphas set out a series of rules for their Omegas to follow, like not leaving the residence without an Alpha by their side, or going to bed at a certain hour. We’ll sit you down once Steve comes out of his rut — which should be any day now — and go over your rules, and we can discuss punishments we’re all comfortable with.”

Your nose scrunched at that.

“Why would you have rules? There’s no need for punishments if I agree with all the rules — I wouldn’t break them. I’m not a child,” you huffed, crossing your arms. This all sounded so stupid.

Tony and Natasha glanced at each other.

“The main point of the rules is usually to lay out a schedule for domming and subbing sessions. We all need to dominate you at least once a month to safely release our pheromones, just like you need to drop to release your submissive pheromones.”

“…Dominate me?” Your eyes bulged as you looked at Tony. Natasha quickly chimed in, “Not sex — not unless you want to. Domming sessions can be a variety of things, like letting us do your hair, or picking out an outfit for you to wear. I promise, любимая, we will never do anything you’re not comfortable with.”

You gulped as you took it all in, slowly nodding. It didn’t sound so bad.

“And how do you safely drop? Everyone keeps saying it’s dangerous every time I have dropped,” you questioned.

“Omegas are never supposed to drop by themselves, and it should never be out of fear. Your Alphas will guide you down lovingly, safely. Lots of Alphas use the contact point of the bottom—“

You immediately gulped, making Tony slightly raise his voice.

“—But! We know you don’t like that, and Bruce has been testing a new dropping technique via meditation guided by one of us.”

You blinked, slowly nodding again.

“Okay,” you whispered. Your heart fluttered as the two Alphas in front of you grinned.

You missed the flicker of worry in Tony’s eyes, he would have to talk to Steve and Bucky about the no smacking. They were always more traditional. He could only hope they would listen to him.

You cleared your throat as you prepared your last question.

“Wanda told me that only Alphas and Omegas that are soulmates can scent each other. That day in the lab, I could smell the faint aroma of chamomile, incense, and freshly mown grass…”

They glanced at each other, already knowing where you were going with this.

“I smelt it again when I was in subspace. When the Hulk helped me.”

A beat.

“He’s an Alpha, isn’t he? And he’s my soulmate — our soulmate — that’s why I can smell him.”

They both nodded.

“And you said… that we all have to mate?” You gulped, your breathing picking up.

“It sounds scary любимая, but you don’t actually have to do it with the Hulk. Bruce is enough, they share the same DNA.” She leaned forward to grab your hand. You let out a shaky breath, “Okay.”

“Mr. Stark,” F.R.I.D.A.Y.’s voice came from the ceiling, “Mr. Rogers has finished his rut. Permission to let him out of his room?”

Your breathing picked up again, and Natasha took you under her embrace.

“It’s okay, honey,” Tony spoke, “F.R.I.D.A.Y can’t be wrong, she’s measured his hormone levels.” He then turned to the ceiling, letting her know it was okay to end Steve’s rut protocol.

You turned around at the sound of someone clearing their throat. Behind you, on the couch you were sitting on, stood Bucky. A small, sheepish smile flickered on his face as he awkwardly stood there.

“Mind if we talk?” His blue gaze centred on you, making you gulp. Natasha squeezed your hand.

“Can Nat stay?” You whispered, and he glanced at her, before looking back at you with a nod.

“Ouch,” Tony clutched his heart in mock offense.

“Sick of me already?” He stood up, leaning down to kiss your forehead as you giggled.

“It’s okay, I’ll go check on Steve and the others,” and with that, he left the pack living room.

Bucky walked over to the couches, sitting across from you and Nat. You appreciated the distance.

“I owe you an apology,” he softly spoke.

“Steve and I met and mated over eighty years ago, so our bond is incredibly strong. We tend to sync up a lot, which is why when he got sent into his rut and his Alpha took over, mine did too. The only thought on my mind was to help him, and protect him. I’m sorry I didn’t help you. Protect you. I can’t imagine how frightful that must’ve been for you. And I’m sorry.” He leaned forward, his blue eyes shining with apology and guilt.

“If it’s okay with you, I'd like to start over again. On a better foot,” he stood up, coming over with his flesh hand held out, “My name is James Barnes, but you can call me Bucky.” His smile was infectious, and you couldn’t help but smile back as you returned his handshake, also introducing yourself.

“Well, it’s lovely to meet you,” your name fell from his lips like honey, making your heart flutter.

“I owe you an apology too.”

All three of your heads swiveled to the elevator, seeing Steve stepping out with a face of embarrassment and regret.

He spoke your name, “I am so, so sorry. It’s no excuse, but I was so imbalanced from the mission we’d just returned from, and having your scent lingering around the tower, but not being able to see you, was killing me. Killing my inner Alpha. I was due to start my rut soon, as well, so the mission leaving me on edge really didn’t help. And then to hear that you had arrived, our beautiful Omega, while I was gone? It destroyed me. I wanted to meet you in person, rather than hear about you from everyone else. So when I saw you, and then smelt you… I just snapped. I’m so sorry.” He spoke sincerely, his gentle blue eyes watering. He had walked closer to the three of you on the couch, but kept his distance as he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.

“Thank you, both of you,” you glanced at Bucky before your eyes returned back to Steve, “for your apologies. I really appreciate them.” You smiled, before blushing sheepishly, “And I’m sorry, too. I didn’t realise that would happen… In that amount,” you referred to your slick, “It’s just… Well, you’re really hot,” you squeaked, your eyes dropping from Steve’s face to your lap.

His pale cheeks turned pink at your admission, and he shyly rubbed the back of his neck, still the shy 5’4 boy from Brooklyn. Bucky chuckled, standing up to slap Steve on the shoulder, “Never could take compliments, could you?”

“Shut up, Buck,” he whined, half-heartedly pushing him away. The four of you chuckled, and you found yourself entirely comfortable for the first time.

‘See? This isn't so scary,’ your inner Omega told you, making you internally roll your eyes.

“Well, I love a lot more apologies I need to give out,” Steve awkwardly smiled, making Bucky nod in agreement, “Me too.”

They both bid you goodbye, promising to see you soon. And with that, they were off to apologise to the rest of their pack for their actions.

“So, how do you feel?” Nat held both her hands in yours, gently smiling at you.

“Overwhelmed, but weirdly okay with it all,” you slowly nodded, trying to gather your thoughts.

“You know what I need?” You glanced up into her green eyes. She rose one delicate eyebrow, signaling for you to continue.

“I need a night out. A girl's night out.”

She smirked.

“That can be arranged.”

You, Nat, and Wanda were dancing around her massive ensuite in your intimates, getting ready for your night out. Nat’s bathroom was still being fixed, so you had been staying with Wanda in the meantime, still not ready to sleep in the pack bedroom.

“I love this song!” Wanda yelled out as Nobody’s Business by Rhianna started playing. You giggled as Nat clutched your chin, applying makeup to your face. A blue whir sped into the bathroom, making you all jump as Pietro appeared. Luckily, Nat hadn’t been applying anything to your face, otherwise it would've ended up a mess.

“PIETRO! GET OUT!” Wanda screeched, clamoring for a towel to cover her bra and undies.

“Someone’s here to see you,” he spoke, avoiding looking at Wanda at all costs.

“Who?” Nat asked in curiosity.

“Your favourite alien,” a blonde woman winked, walking into the room.

“Carol!” Wanda squealed, dropping her towel as she ran to hug her. Pietro took that as his cue to go, and sped off to find Peter and tell him what he saw. You looked delicious in your lace white bra and panty set.

“Hi Wands, how have you been?” She tapped her finger under the younger woman’s chin, making the brunette preen at the affection. This elicited a low growl from Nat’s throat.

“Still as territorial as always, Nat? And I see now you've finally found your Omega?” She grinned with an air of arrogance. You shifted under her gaze – she was definitely an Alpha.

“Yes, so tread carefully,” Nat wrapped her arm around your waist, pulling you flush to her body. Wanda, who could sense the rising tension, stepped in.

“Could you help me pick out an outfit for tonight? We’re having a girl’s night out!” She grabbed Carol’s hand, pulling her out of the bathroom and into her bedroom.

“A girl’s night, hey? Mind if I come?” You could hear Carol talking in the bedroom, making Nat groan in annoyance.

“I’m guessing you don’t like her very much?” You whispered to Nat.

“She’s just very flirty,” Nat grumbled, “Which is weird considering she’s mated.”

“To who?” You questioned.

“Dunno, more Kree, I guess,” Nat shrugged, not caring.

“You're cute when you're jealous,” you shyly flirted, making Nat smirk at you.

“Yeah?” She leaned in, raising her eyebrow.

“Yeah.” You nodded, eyes darting down to her lips.

She took that as a green light, and leaned in even closer, giving you the opportunity to back away. Instead, you moved to close the gap, pressing your lips to hers. You sighed as you felt her pillowy lips move against yours, like two pieces of a puzzle fitting perfectly together. Like soulmates.

“Am I interrupting something?”

You both broke apart as you saw Wanda smirking in the doorway, holding two outfits by her side.

“Beta,” Nat growled, annoyed that she had stopped your kiss.

“It’s okay, there’s plenty of time for that later,” you soothed the redhead, pressing a kiss to her cheek. She calmed significantly.

Wanda sighed dreamily, “Everything’s better with an Omega. Anyways, I picked out your outfits!” She held up black clothing items in both of her hands, and you took in her own outfit. She was wearing a black cropped top with tight-fitting long sleeves, with a matching black mini skirt and boots that came to rest gently at her mid-calf. She had slicked her hair back into a messy braid, and popped in some gold hoop earrings.

“Wanda, you look hot!” You exclaimed, moving forward now that Nat had finished your makeup.

“Thanks!” She grinned, “You too! And we can all match in our black outfits,” she held out her right hand to you, and you grabbed a black mini dress from her.

“Both of you will have to take your bras off,” she winked, handing Nat her clothes too before shutting the door behind her to give the two of you privacy.

You chuckled as you turned around, unclipping your bra and resting it on the bathroom counter. Nat had turned to face away too, and you both got changed into your chosen outfits. You hummed at Wanda’s decision, liking the halter-neck dress she had chosen for you. You felt a hand graze your bare back and you turned around, seeing Nat dressed.

“Woah,” your eyes bugled, taking in her beauty. Wanda had her in a tiny black top that looked more like a bra, with a pair of black leather pants.

“Are you two done?” Wanda banged on the door, eager to accessorise the two of you.

“Yes!” You called out, gulping as Nat’s hungry eyes drank your body in. Wanda burst in, holding some black boots for you that ended just below your knees, and some black heels for Nat. She grabbed your wrists to place a gold Cartier bangle on it.

“Where’d you get this from?” Your eyes bulged at the expensive item.

“Tony just sent it up! Pietro must’ve told Peter, and Peter would've told Tony. Which means we should get going, like, now. They’re going to be so insanely jealous and try to tag along, so we need to make our quick escape!”

“Солнышко, if they want to come, not much is going to stop them,” Nat chuckled. This made Wanda let out a loud whine, “But it’s supposed to be a girl’s night out!”

“You’re acting like you don’t have magic,” Carol snorted from where she was lounging on the bed. You saw that she had changed outfits too, and was now wearing a black silk blouse with the first few buttons undone. She had a black leather jacket over the top, with black jeans and boots to match.

You smirked as you looked in Wanda’s big mirror, “We all look so hot. Like dark angels or something.”

“Connecting with our dark feminine!” Wanda exclaimed, twirling around you.

“Have you already had something to drink, Солнышко?” Nat asked Wanda amusedly, making her giggle, “Maybe!” She dragged out.

“Okay, let's go,” you clapped your hands together, eager to go to a club and get drunk.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y., where are the rest of the pack?” Nat asked the ceiling, knowing they would have to be very sneaky if they wanted this to remain only girls.

“Sitting in the living room and kitchen on the pack floor, Ms. Romanoff,” the robotic voice answered.

“Okay, could you please take us straight down to the car garage? And have Happy waiting there for us with the address Wanda picked out earlier?” She spoke, grabbing your hand as she guided you out of Wanda’s room, the other two following.

“Yes ma’am.”

Ten minutes later, the four of you had successfully snuck out of the tower and were now on your way to a club.

“Will F.R.I.D.A.Y. cover for us?” You asked the girls, to which Carol scoffed.

“It’s an A.I., of course it won't.”

Your shoulders sagged as you leaned closer to Nat, making her wrap a protective arm around your shoulders, “Ignore her любимая. But, to answer your question, no. She can never lie to Tony.”

You hummed in response.

“So, that gives us probably an hour max, before they start looking for us!” Wanda exclaimed, bouncing in her seat next to you as she urged Happy to drive faster.

Another ten minutes later and you had reached the club, being brought in through a V.I.P entrance.

“Perks of being an Avenger,” Nat winked at you, making you swoon.

‘Fuck, she’s hot,’ you thought.

You all immediately went to the bar, ordering your favourite drinks and downing them in minutes.

“Shots on me!” Carol exclaimed, ordering some more alcohol for the four of you.

“Do you even have American money?” You chuckled, to which she replied, “Nope.”

You all burst out into laughter, taking the shots anyway, because as Wanda said, “We’ll just use Tony’s card.”

Your inhibitions went away as the liquid courage coursed through your veins, making you want to dance. You grabbed Nat and Wanda’s hands, the latter grabbing onto Carol, dragging them onto the dance floor. ‘Losers’ by The Weeknd and Labrinth blasted throughout the club, making you feel like a million bucks. You ran your fingers through your hair as you were sandwiched between Nat and Wanda, the flashing lights colouring the dark club. You closed your eyes, letting yourself get lost in the music and blissful feeling of being drunk. You moved your hips in rhythm to the song, grinding your hips onto Nat behind you. She quickly placed her hands on your hips, pushing her pelvis into your bottom. Wanda grabbed your hands, twirling under your arms as she moved in beat to the song as well. Carol stood behind her, making eye contact with you. She winked and smirked as she leaned in closer.

“We’ve got company.”

Your eyes widened as you glanced around, not seeing what she was seeing.

Wanda groaned as she saw the familiar white hair of her brother, “It’s only been an hour!”

You glanced around and spotted various pack members scattered around the club.

“Fuck them,” you yelled out over the music, “Let’s give ‘em a show,” you cheekily grinned, leaning further back into Nat as you continued to move your hips sexually. You grabbed her hands on your waist, pulling them up closer to your breasts. Wanda giggled as she saw you teasing, and came in closer to you. You were all sandwiched together, dancing and grinding to the sexual music. You opened your eyes and made direct eye contact with Steve who had been sitting at the bar, a beer tightly clutched in his hand. He gulped as he saw your hooded eyes staring back at him, a teasing smirk playing on your lips as his eyes trailed down your body. He watched, entranced by the way your hips ground back into Nat. Oh, how he wished that was him. Bucky sat next to him in a similar state.

Peter and Pietro were downing shot after shot, eager to push their way onto the dance floor and join you. Tony was carefully watching from a velvet couch in the V.I.P section, accepting the complimentary drinks that were being brought to him. His eyes scanned the dark club, watching the heaving mass of bodies on the dance floor. Thor and Bruce had stayed back at the tower, so Tony didn’t have to worry about Bruce going green. But that didn’t mean he had nothing to worry about – Steve and Bucky were looking like they were about to eat you alive, and they weren’t the only ones.

Tony’s eyes narrowed as he saw multiple other men in the club watching the four of you dance together, licking their lips.

Steve had noticed this too, and let out a growl of jealousy. He stood up, making his way over to the dance floor when he noticed one of the men pushing his way towards you.

“Hey girls, you looking for an Alpha?” The stranger flashed a grin, making Nat growl and bear her teeth. Carol shoved him with her shoulder, pushing him away with a snarl.

He rolled his eyes, making eye contact with you, “Pretty little Omega like yourself deserves a proper Alpha to be with. None of this pussy shit,” he sneered, glancing down at the two female Alphas.

“Back off, or things are gonna get real ugly,” a deep voice growled, and you turned to see Steve standing next to you, his body bristling with anger. How dare they disrespect his girls like that? His pack?

“Oh shit,” the man gulped, seeing Steve fucking Rogers standing in front of him. He quickly scampered off, and Tony watched, amused, as all the other men that had been staring at you averted their gazes. You scoffed in annoyance.

“So the only time they’ll respect us is if there’s a man here?” You rolled your eyes, annoyed, but not surprised, that misogyny also existed in this universe.

“You wanna come with me, baby?” Carol spoke, stepping closer as she ran her knuckles over your cheekbones, “It’s a lot less crazy where I’m from,” she whispered into your ear. Loud growls from Steve and Nat came from behind you and to your side, making Carol step away with her hands raised. She chuckled, shooting you a wink.

Nat could sense your anger — they all could — and so she pulled you off the dance floor and towards the V.I.P lounge that Tony had booked.

“Hey, baby,” he grinned up at you, swishing a glass of scotch in his hands. You grumbled as you sat next to him on the couch, arms crossed.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, to which you shook your head.

He wouldn’t get it.

“I think you’ve had a bit too much to drink—“ Steve leaned forward, itching to pull you onto his lap.

You leaned away, “Have not!”

Bucky chuckled at your childish response, leaning forward to tickle your chin.

“You’re so cute.”

You glared at him in annoyance, shifting closer to Nat.

“So much for a girl’s night out,” you mumbled.

“Eh,” Wanda shrugged, “an hour, that’s a new record.”

“I think we should set out some rules — I don’t want you sneaking out again—“ Steve spoke, interrupted by Nat.

“Are you forgetting that she had two Alphas with her, Steve? One of them being her literal soulmate?” She raised her eyebrow in annoyance.

“Are you trying to challenge me?” Steve puffed his chest, his designation as Head Alpha coming forward.

Nat leaned back in defeat, rolling her eyes as she mumbled a ‘no’.

“Didn’t think so,” Steve curtly spoke, his gaze turning back to you. You gulped.

“Now, let’s talk rules, and more importantly, punishments.”

author’s note:

note to self: don’t publish stories from your laptop again, tumblr will mess them up😭

thank you guys for being so patient and understanding! tumblr was being so annoying yesterday and ruining my chapter :( it looked really ugly lol so i deleted it, and luckily it’s back to working again!!

there’s not too many chapters left to go now, maybe two or three? unless you guys give me more thots👀 and i can’t help but add them in and make it longer

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kisses, char Xx

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