Crimson Cascade Sequel

5

*Mature warning for this chapter :)*

You wait patiently as Raymond took out his keys to unlock the door to his apartment. Another door across the hallway opens slightly, an old lady looks through the gap at the two of you, "are you okay Ray?" seeing that the two of you were soaked.

"Yes Beatrice, this young woman....,"

"Fell in the dock, I'm just thankful Raymond was there to help me," you cut Ray off so he wouldn't elaborate any further.

He gives you a knowing nod and smile, "I'll call by tomorrow Beatrice," he tells her as the two of you enter his home.

He walks to his bathroom as you idly stand in the hallway trying not to get anything wet, "sorry about what happened tonight Ray, I'll head off now that your safe," you tell him.

He re appears with two towels, "here get yourself a little dryer," he tells you, "i wouldn't want to send a young woman out into the cold night looking like that," he say sincerely.

You take his offer and proceed to dry your damp hair and skin, taking a seat next to his radiator.

When he comes back dried and in fresh clothes he heads over to his kettle, "you want a tea, coffee, camomile?" he offers.

"I...uhm...no thank you," you say with reserve, "I'll get my boss to pay for the damages done in your warehouse, it's the least I can do for tonight."

He silently nods and continues to make his own drink, eventually asking, "your undercover police I suspect?" he asks.

"Something like that," you chuckle.

"Right i guess you wouldn't be able to tell me if you were," he laughs, "you've got to forgive this old man, i haven't had much company since my wife passed away."

If your heart were alive it would of broken at his words, you couldn't help but stay and talk to him a while longer.

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"Well, Ray, i better head home," you tell him after an hour or so of chatting.

He nods his head and gets up from his seat as you head towards the door. You noticed a pad and pen next to his telephone, "here," you say writing down yours and Bucky's number, "call me or James if you see that woman again, or if you need anything, I'd be happy to help."

"Thank you, (y/n) for keeping this old man company, I will call you if i see anything," he agrees.

"Goodnight Ray."

"Goodnight," he replies as he softly closes the door behind you.

You head down to the lobby of the complex and pull out your phone, scroll to Bucky's name and press call. As your walking out onto the street you see him leaned against the car waiting patiently. You end the call and walk over to him trying to suppress a smile, "how did you know where i was?" you ask a little confused.

"I have my ways," he smirks as he wraps his arms around your waist, "so do i have to be worried?" he says making a light joke about Ray stealing you from him for an hour or so.

You chuckle and give him a kiss, "Ray's a sweet old man that needed some company," you say as you kiss him.

Without hesitation Bucky replies, "But I'm a sweet old man."

You laugh and playfully hit his chest, "yes, you are," you agree remembering his age before getting into the car.

As Bucky drives the two of you home you talk, "did everything go okay with Ross?"

"Yeah, everything went smoothly, they came picked Markus up and left."

"Any sign of Sofia?"

"No she didn't come back for him."

You huff, "sorry i lost her."

"There's nothing to be sorry about, you did the right thing saving Ray, I'm proud of you," he say wholeheartedly, "and God knows Steve would be too, they all would," he adds.
He pulls up next to the house and they two of you enter.

"Well, I'm going to shower and get this sea smell out of my hair," you say trying to run your fingers through your tangled ends. As you get to the top of the stairs you turn to see a sad looking Bucky, "you want to help?" you offer.

"Damn right i do," he says with a grin as he jogs up stairs to you.

You switch the the shower on leaving it a moment to heat up. Bucky strides over to you, "lets get you out of these damp clothes," he says as his hands take place on your hips, slowly gliding upwards under your t-shirt revealing your stomach. You let his hands finish their journey as he pulls your t-shirt over your head. You mirror his moves as your hands gently stroke their way up his torso before you removed his. He removes your trousers and he swiftly takes off his own, you take a look at him as he stands in front of you in his boxers, you bite your lip, "how did i get so lucky?"

"I could say the same," he whispers to your lips, teasing you as he denies you a kiss.

You decide to call his bluff by removing your bra and underwear, not bothering to look back as you sway your hips walking into the shower. If you had of looked at Bucky you would of seen his eyes wander from your hair down to your perky ass, followed by a low frustrated growl. He then removes his own boxers and follows you into the steamy shower, he watches you as you rub and lather the soap all over your body, you turn to look at him, "would you mind washing my back?" you say over your shoulder still facing the water. He takes the soap from your hand and gently rubs it across your soft skin taking care to cover every inch, once hes finished you take the soap and place it back in its holder. He moves closer and kisses the space between your shoulder and your neck, sending shivers all over your wet body, letting out a soft moan as he places one hand on your hip and one across your clavicle squeezing your lower neck. You tilt your head to the side more as you feel him press his wet body against yours as he leans in to kiss your neck more. You try to hold it together but you let out another moan as you reach up with your hand and run your fingers through his wet hair. You wanted to kiss him so much but you weren't going to give in first, you turn around still in his grasp, one of your hands wandering down as the other playfully scratches at his back. Now it was his turn to moan in pleasure, you smirk and bite your lip as he closes his eyes, when he opens them again they were dark, not because he had turned, purely out of lust for you.
His metal hand lands on your hip with a firm grip and the palm of his other on the side of your face, he tilts your head up so his lips could finally kiss yours. You part your mouth as your tongue enters his, both of you begin to breath heavier as your bodies get closer. The hand that was on your hip makes its way down to your ass cheek, caressing and playfully squeezing it. You lift that same leg up to his hip, his hand slides from your ass to your kneepit give you the leverage to bring your other leg up and wrapping both of them around his waist. He pins you between the tiles and his body as he drives himself into you.