Polyamorous

Epilogue

Steve kept his eyes closed as his husband trailed kisses along his jaw, his tongue down his neck, hickies down his chest. How he loved his husband and his touches. He hummed as he wrapped his lips around his nipples and hissed when he bit down.

"I knew you were awake," Bucky said as he kissed his nipple as an apology.

"I was just enjoying your kisses, your touches."

"Really," Bucky said as he continued to trail kisses down his chest moving further down, he settled himself between his legs he tugged out his waistband. " well, you're about to enjoy a whole lot-"

Both men were startled by a series of knocks on the door. Both men sighed Steve sat up against the headboard and placed a pillow in his lap because it rolled off of Steve and onto his elbow. He smiled, looking up at Steve, who was upset and covering up his tall friend.

"Daddy? Dad? Are you awake?" asked a little voice behind the door.

"Wide awake, sweetheart"

" I can't reach, I can't open the door. Help!"

They chuckled Bucky moved to get up, but the door was already opened. " Thank you," the little voice said as he came in carrying a glass of juice in each arm.

"Happy Father's Day," the little fella yelled at the top of his little Lunges. Ash followed him, carrying a tray of food.

"Happy Father's Day, Ian made you guys Breakfast"

"you did this for us, Buddy" Bucky picked him up, helping him to bed with them. Kissing his little blonde head as he came.

"Mommy helped with the Bacon and Ash with Pancakes," the young boy spoke matter-factly.

"Thank you, Ian"

Ian, Ian Roger -Barnes.

Shortly after moving into their home, the trouple approached Tsunade about trying to conceive again. Going through all the checks and tests, it was determined that the (Y/n) body was working but not ready. She was given medication to help even then, but she was told it would be a long time before they got any real results. It was stated she had many failures before her miracle.

Tsunade, the lovely woman she is, stepped up and helped get a child in other ways. Introducing them to several adoption agencies and helping them through the process. If anyone asked, she would be credited with bringing them to their adopted son Ian.

Ian's mother was a teenager who died giving birth to him. The young girl had no family, and the father was unknown, so Ian was quickly put into the system. Due to his many medical issues due to having a young teenage mother and being premature, very few were willing to take him in.

That was until the Roger- Barnes family came, and they were very willing. They welcomed him at Eight months. Here he was now at five years old. Healthy, Happy, and loved with a mother, a father, another father, an older sister, and another sister on the way.

"Why do we have so many stairs?" (Y/n) asks as she comes in carrying another food tray. Ash quickly jumped up, taking it from her and placing it with the other one on the bed.

"Happy Father's Day," She said as she rubbed her swollen belly.

Yes, after years of trying and many more trying, a miracle lay in her belly. A blessing. Of course, those losses would not be forgotten they'd always be remembered in their hearts, and they could be seen in the corner of her garden, each life planted as a different flower of life. Gently taken care of kindly as her children walked next to her.