"There was a knock on the window, slight, almost shy. Captain America stood up, a bit worried. Who could possibly be at that hour! And it was raining, too. He opened the window and looked out, seconds later recognizing the dark figure standing outside. "Bucky?" He asked, surprised. The man nodded. "Can I come in? I'll make a mess on the floor-" he started, but Steve opened the window widely. "What the hell happned! Come in!" Bucky stepped on the window, allowing the blonde to help him to the bathroom. "Steve- it's actually me, the real me, don't be afraid" his voice faded out as the man shook his head. "I'm not afraid, please don't say that." He tried to cover up the fact that he was anxious, so he made an effort to sound normal. "You seem exhausted! Have a damn bath and we'll talk later."
The Winter Soldier nodded, eyebrows furrowed. He smiled to Steve, whispering a "thank you", as took of his wet clothes, leaving them to the floor. He opened the hot water, that fell on his tired body. Even that much water didn't seem to be able to wash off his sorrows and sins. He moved nervously, not used to the comfortable environment. Almost as a reflex he searched for an exit and weak spots all round him. Possible escape routes.
Captain America remembered their lips smashing together, passionately, and sighed. He has forgotten you, he repeated in his brain, a phrase that was almost becoming a mantra. He rushed over to the wardrobe, picking up a t-shirt, trousers and a clean underwear, and left them next to the bed, his mind still traveling back in time.
Minutes later he got out of the bathroom, drops of water rushing all over his chest. He covered his sensitive parts with a towel, and opened the door. James picked up the clean clothes, completely naked, his body completely exposed. "Shit, Buck I'm sorry", Said the blonde, who had accidentally entered the room. He spun around as quickly as he could, trying to hide his blushing cheeks.
"Don't be, Stevie". The Captain froze. Stevie? "I- I remembered" said the assassin, as he turned to face him, showing shamelessesly his quickly hardening manhood to his former lover. Bucky's dark eyes pierced through Steve's blue ones. The man smiled widely, his cheeks flushing red. "What do you remember?" He asked, not believing that this was happening. Instead of an answer James walked over to him and leaned, smashing their lips together. The kiss didn't last long, it was more of a question. "Is that okay?" He wishpered, his face inches from the other's.
"It's more than okay" answered Steve, feeling his cock hardening. Bucky looked into his eyes. "Look, I don't remember much...but...did we...?" He was feeling uncomfortable. "You don't remember if we were having sex?" He asked. "I remember but...it could be just a fantasy. They... mix sometimes." murmured James. The other man smiled as he moved his hand, cupping Bucky's cheek. "Yeah, we did. And you were perfect" He trailed down the man's chest, his fingers eager to feel his skin. The soldier moaned, feeling the warm hands of his former lover suddenly caressing his sensitive parts. The blonde leaned over, kissing the man's chest, sucking his ninpples. His tongue licked the dark skin, as his other hand moved along his back. Bucky moaned loudly. "Steve...you-" He let himself be pushed in the soft bed.