Catherine meets drug detection dog on prison visit
12 September 2023
The Princess of Wales paid a visit to addiction services in a prison in Surrey.
She was checked by Penny, a black Labrador, as she followed security protocols at HMP High Down near Banstead to gain an understanding of the procedures followed by those visiting inmates.
Catherine also sported strapped-up fingers after a trampoline accident that Kensington Palace described as “nothing serious.”
The princess is a patron of addiction charity The Forward Trust and visited the Category C prison to learn about its work helping prisoners recover from addiction.
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It wasn’t that you were impatient with the inquiries and the socialization, it was the fact that you weren’t sure how to carry yourself around Bucky once the gala ended. You kept on looking around to see where he was, somehow always finding him staring right back at you. He’d smile and throw you the occasional wink, laughing when your eyes would widen and look away. By the time the gala came to an end and every professor ran out of questions to ask you and the others who worked on the project, you were relieved but also a little nervous because you knew what was bound to happen soon.
You tried to tell yourself that Bucky would never force himself on you or try to make you do something you weren’t ready for and that seemed to help a lot. But then he was making his last rounds and signing off some sheets and your nerves got the best of you again. When he saw you standing around some of the Egyptian antiquities, he quietly approached you and tapped once on your shoulder to catch your attention.
“So, how do you think it went?” He calmly asked, hoping to ease the newly found tension between the two of you.
“Honestly, I sort of had low expectations with this but they were miraculously exceeded. I’m feeling pretty good actually.” You only looked once at him before returning to the object in front of you, afraid to show any more of your nervousness. But you had a feeling Bucky could sense that something was off. Before he could say anything, you broke the silence again.
“Thank you for always being around throughout the night...it put me at ease knowing you weren’t too far. I- I know how weird that must sound but it’s the truth.” When you finally turned to look at him, you found him already gazing at you, the soft smile you’ve grown to look forward to gracing his handsome features. He took a step closer to you and held out his hand, waiting patiently until he felt the palm of your hand against his.
“It’s not weird. If anything, I was going to apologize... I- I don’t want to be overbearing.”
“You’re not! You’re...it’s fine I mean.” You couldn’t look away from your joined fingers and Bucky could tell you wanted to say something but he cut you off before you could.
“I’m glad then. I really do think we should head out soon though...it might be raining tonight.” He noticed the way you reacted to his words and knew you were probably having second thoughts. It seemed that the awkwardness was going to stretch until he dropped you off at your place.
Thankfully, it started to rain much earlier than anticipated and you ended up running to his car and giggling all the way until you left the university. For some reason, the rain put the two of you at ease and you ended up chatting about things that you hoped to change during the gala next year, always avoiding the obvious question you wanted to ask him because you felt like it was none of your business. You hoped he’d volunteer the information though, and when he didn’t tell you what was going to happen after tonight, since the gala was over, you changed the subject and talked about random things.
As he was pulling up to your apartment building, you swiped at your damp hair and fixed your bag, attempting to prepare for the run you were about to take across the sidewalk. You weren’t sure when you started to breathe heavily and you gasped when Bucky took your hand in his.
“Sorry doll, didn’t mean to scare you.” He said right before raising the palm of your hand to his mouth and laying a soft kiss on your wrist.
You watched him like a hawk, waiting for him to continue so you didn’t have to say anything. But you knew he wasn’t going to push you, the gentleman he was. So you waited until you met his eyes again before clearing your throat and asking him with as strong a voice as you could muster.
“Would you like to come up?” You swallowed the lump in your throat and waited for his response.
“I don’t want to intrude darlin’...I know you must be tired and probably want to relax after today and,” he hesitated before continuing with the excuse, “and I know I won’t be able to control myself if I come up with you.” You weren’t expecting him to be this straightforward with you so you let your actions speak for you. Unbuckling the seat belt, you stretched across the center console and pulled on his jacket, immediately drowning in his scent as soon as your lips met his. Bucky tried to hold back but he mirrored your aggressive actions when he heard you moan against him, his hands wrapping around your upper back and pulling you flush to him. It was frantic and hungry and nothing like you’d ever experienced before.
When you pulled away, you waited until he opened his eyes before clearing your throat.
“Please come up. I- I want you, no, I need you to come up.” You wavered for a moment but the sternness of your tone had Bucky clenching his jaw before quickly parking and shutting off the engine of the car.
You both ran up the stairs in the rain, laughter turning into sighs and swears when you felt his hands draw circles around your waist as you tried to unlock the gate. You made your way to the elevator and as soon as you pushed the number of your floor, Bucky stepped towards you until you were cornered between him and the wall of the elevator.
“B-bucky there are cameras here- oh,” you sighed when you felt him leave a trail of nips and kisses down your throat, hands roughly intertwining in his hair and pulling on it when you felt him bite down on your skin.
“Don’t fucking care,” he growled against your heaving chest and started to twist your dress in his hands but was interrupted by a loud voice coming from the rumbling machine.
“Floor 7.”
He looked up and raised an eyebrow at the elevator, unable to contain his curiosity as you pushed him off and dragged him through the hallway.
“How the fuck did we get up here so quickly? That was only a few seconds!” He tripped over his steps when he heard you laugh at him, shaking his head before continuing where he left off once you were in front of your apartment. He pulled down one strap of your dress, kissing your clavicle while his arms snuck around and held onto your navel.
“Christ...J-james, let me at least open the- the door,” you swore at him when you felt one hand inch a little higher and drag slowly across the bottom of your breasts. Within the first second of unlocking the door, Bucky was pushing you through and slamming the door behind him, taking your head between his hands and backing you up until your back hit the wall. You dropped your things and wrapped your arms around him, kissing him back passionately until the two of you ran out of breath.
“Fuck baby you’ve no idea what I- mhmm, the things I wanna do to you Y/N...fucking criminal in this dress.” Bucky pulled back long enough to let his eyes roll down your body, shaking his head and muttering something in a language you didn’t understand. You smiled with relief, knowing he meant every word he said. But the more he spoke, the dizzier you became. No one has ever said any of these things to you and it felt embarrassingly exciting to know how much he wanted you.
Taking his hands, you dragged him across the living room towards your bedroom, pushing open the door before turning around and walking backwards until you reached the bed. Bucky licked his lower lip before quickly discarding his jacket and taking your hands to bring you closer to him.
“Ever since we met, I...oh fuck, I couldn’t get you out of my head. Just- fuck that’s it baby, makin’ me so hard, so hard and crazy for you.” He kissed down your throat to your neck, slowly unzipping the dress and sighing when it dropped to the floor, leaving you in nothing but a bra and panties. When you kicked the dress away, Bucky fell to his knee and kissed your thighs, trailing his hands down the back of your legs until they reached your ankles.
“Don’t even get me started on the heels, these fucking gorgeous heels...wanna see you in them, only them baby...crossed against my back.” He kissed your hips before looking at you, smiling when he saw how shy you’ve suddenly become. He stood up again and was about to push you to the mattress but then you were mirroring his actions and lowering yourself to your knees, hands immediately going to his crotch and rubbing him through his pants. He threw his head back to control himself, opening his eyes and looking down at you to watch as you unbuckled his belt.
“Is that what you want too Y/N? You wanna be my good girl, mhm my god...makes me so crazy thinking about- haa, ‘bout your hands on my dick, these soft little hands making me beg for you…” He was babbling nonsense at this point and you felt drunk on power knowing you’ve barely touched him and he was this much of a mess already. You slowly unzipped his pants and pushed them down his knees, massaging his cock through his boxer briefs as he took his shoes and socks off before kicking his pants near your dress. Before he could say anything else, you leaned forward and licked a strip down his hard length, focusing on the tip of his cock and kissing it before pulling back to gauge his reaction.
Bucky’s eyes glazed over when he saw the way you were looking at him, swallowing thickly before brushing your hair away from your face. He was having a hard time breathing and you knew he wanted to say so many things but couldn’t find the energy to think. Taking matters into your own hands, you slowly traced your hands up his legs, digging your nails into his upper thighs before pulling down the elastic of his briefs. It was a few seconds of absolute silence, with Bucky looking at you and growing a dark shade of red when he felt your lips lay a soft kiss on the tip of his cock. It bobbed against your cheek involuntarily and Bucky finally broke.
“Can’t fucking take it anymore sweetheart, need to have you...wanna have you any way possible- uhhh, fuck oh god...come on baby open your lips for me, please-” You didn’t let him finish, licking your lips and wrapping your hands around him as you took him in your mouth and sucked on the the leaking head of his cock.
“Ohhh fuuuuck, take it darlin’, fucking spit on it and take it Y/N…’m gonna fucking feed you my cock doll, ahh uhhh hah fuck fuck fuck yeah uhh good girl, good fucking girl.” He couldn’t hold back, thrusting his hips against your wet lips and throwing his head back to focus on the slickness of your tongue against him. You softly grazed your teeth on the underside of his cock, catching his attention and making him stare down at you in shock. He dug his hand in your hair and pulled on it, not painfully but just enough to let you know he was in control.
“That’s it, so pretty with your mouth full of my cock...feel how hard I am for you Y/N. Been like this all damn week,” Bucky kept on whispering the filthiest things as you sucked him off, eyes collecting tears when you tried to take him as far as you could. He hunched over and held onto your neck, swearing into your hair as he tried his hardest not to come right then and there.
“Ah I- ahh ahhuhh oh yeah that’s it...oh fuck come’ere,” Bucky pulled you off of him and pulled your arms so you could stand up, immediately attacking your lips and groaning when he felt a trickle of saliva run down your chin. As he took off his boxers, you started to unbutton his shirt, looking away when he asked you to wait.
“I- I don’t want you to be turned off Y/N...it’s not a pretty sight.” His hand massaged his shoulder and you assumed that’s where the prosthetic arm was attached.
“I don’t think it’s possible to be turned off by you.”
“You say that now but-”
“I mean it Bucky. Let me see you, all of you. Let me kiss you and tell you how perfect you are and how strong you’ve been and how...how beautiful it is. Please, let me.” You laid your hands on his cheeks and hoped he didn’t feel pressured by you but you meant every word you said.
You almost missed the little nod he gave you, smiling in reassurance as you made your way down his shirt and unbuttoned all of it. Pushing it off his arms, you took hold of his wife beater and raised it up, waiting for him to raise his arms so you could get rid of it as well.
When he was finally naked, you let your eyes take him in, from his smooth chest to the scarring where metal met his skin. He closed his eyes out of fear, not wanting to see the familiar pity and disgust he saw in others before him.
You could tell how afraid he was, stepping forward and laying kissing across the reddened skin until you felt him shiver against you.
“I- you don’t have t- oh god Y/N, you’re killing me.” He was gasping and sighing every time you kissed and licked the skin of his shoulder. When you wrapped your arms around him and laid your head against his chest, Bucky knew this was it for him.
You were the one.
“You’re so brave and so kind...and I hope you believe me when I tell you you're the most beautiful man I’ve ever met.” You could hear his heart beating against your head and smiled at how nervous he was.
Bucky didn’t know what to say so he hugged you until he felt in control again.
You pulled away and raised yourself, softly kissing his lips and giggling when he picked you up and threw you on the bed. He made quick work of your bra and panties, and you noticed the way his pupils dilated when he pushed your legs wide open to settle between them.
But all of a sudden, Bucky was frowning and rubbing his forehead, and you saw panic in his eyes as he spoke.
“W-wait I, I don’t have-”
“I’m on the pill,” you quickly interjected, feeling relieved because he didn’t just change his mind, “and I haven’t had sex in a while.” For some reason, you felt comfortable admitting this to Bucky and you yelped when he grabbed your waist and flipped you on your stomach,
“On your knees sweetheart,” you immediately pushed up on your hands and knees, looking back just in time to see him spit on his fingers before lowering his head and licking a strip across your wet slit.
“Oh baby you taste so delicious, knew you’d be sweet...wanna fucking make you come on my mouth Y/N but I need to fuck you even more. Will you let me Y/N, will you let me fuck this delicious tight cunt?” He kept on rubbing your pussy, occasionally pushing one finger in and swearing when he felt how tightly you clenched around him.
“Please Bucky...just-” Bucky could hear your frustration which only made him laugh even more because at least you were as desperate as him.
“Which do you want?”
“I- please…don’t make me say it.” You looked away and murmured in response.
“Don’t be shy love, tell me what you want. I’ll give you anything,” Bucky pleaded with you and if it weren’t for the fact that he sounded needy, you wouldn’t have replied with the dirtiest possible request you could imagine.
“I want to come on your cock...want you fill me up and fuck me hard till I can’t breathe. Till I can’t feel my legs...”
Bucky growled at your sudden words, breathing deeply as he rubbed your pussy with his cock a few times before slowly inching himself through your wet lips. He swore into the air as he felt your juices coat his dick, finally looking down to where you were joined once he bottomed out. You both remained still for a few seconds; as you attempted to relax your muscles so you could get used to his size, Bucky was committing to memory the feeling of your cunt clenching around him so tightly.
“So f-fucking tight,” you fisted the sheets around you, biting your wrist when you felt him drag his cock across your walls before easing himself back in. He bucked his hips slowly, wanting to distract himself from fucking you into the mattress. You reached back and held on to the metal fingers tightly gripping your waist, knowing you wouldn’t be able to hurt him with how hard you were squeezing his wrist.
“Bucky,” he fell forward when he heard you moan his name over and over again, kissing your neck and shoulders until you were begging him to fuck you harder.
“Oh fuck baby I don’t want to hurt you.” Bucky hissed when you slammed your ass back against him to meet his thrusts.
“Fuck me harder...please, James. Want to feel you everywhere, want to dream of you...please, just ah god, have your way with me.” You felt him support his weight on one arm before wrapping the other around your neck. As soon as his lips brushed against the shell of your ear, you felt him push faster into you, whispering the filthiest things in your ear.
You didn’t realize how big he was until you felt his skin slide over every inch of your body, and you’d tell him later how much you enjoyed feeling him completely cover you. He bit your shoulder and licked the reddening spot before moving his metal hand against your arm. When he noticed goosebumps erupt on your skin, he pushed it away, afraid you wouldn’t want him to touch you with it.
But then you were grabbing his hand and wrapping it around your front.
“Touch me, please...want you to use your hands to make feel good.”
“Yo-you sure?”
“Fuck, please...please.”
You didn’t have to say much else, smiling in relief when you felt the metal fingers pinch your nipples. The hand around your neck tightened a little and you didn’t realize you were screaming his name until he was shoving two fingers into your mouth.
“Such a sweet girl, singing for me...fucking beautiful. Scream for me Y/N, scream my name so everyone can know who’s fucking you so good.” You didn’t need much convincing, crying out his name until you felt him shove his cock deeper inside you.
“Mine...fucking mine, this cunt is mine, these pretty tits are mine. This mouth is mine...my perfect fuckdoll. Cause that’s what you are...aren’t you baby?”
“Yes, ‘m yours...yours to fuck me whenever you want- oh shit shit Bucky I- I can’t...please make me come...want to come so badly baby please!” Bucky caught you off guard when you felt his metal hand trail down your stomach to between your thighs and as soon as you felt him rubbing at your clit, you were convulsing harshly around him, shallow breaths letting him know you probably needed a few seconds before he moved again.
You weren’t sure what happened after you came but you were found yourself on your side with one leg hiked over Bucky hip. He was thrusting slowly into you, hands rolling your nipples before massaging your neck.
“Still with me baby?” His voice was strained and you knew he probably slowed down so you didn’t lose consciousness.
“Feel so good Bucky, so good…’ve never come this hard before. K-keep going,” he leaned down and kissed you until you were panting again.
“I’ve wanted to fuck you ever since I saw you doll, a-and there were days were shit shit fucking Christ...where I wanted to bend you over your desk and have you screaming my name.” You grabbed his hand and laid it across your breasts, pushing back against him when you felt the cool metal cup and squeeze your tits.
So distracted by the way you were clenching around his cock, Bucky didn’t notice you licking and sucking on his metal fingers until you were moaning beneath him.
“God damn baby you’re driving me insane...look so fucking sexy with my hand in your mouth. Where have you been all my life?” He shoved his two fingers deeper into your mouth and swore in that foregin language again.
When you opened your eyes and saw the way he was looking at you, you almost turned away from him. But something told you there wasn’t any need to be shy around him. He had such a hold to his gaze you weren’t sure how you managed to survive that last week without making more of a fool out of yourself. You looked down to where you were joined and swore when you saw him reach down and collect your juices. He brought his fingers back up and pushed them between your lips again, moaning in jealousy when he saw your tongue lick his hands dry.
He leaned over and shoved his tongue into your mouth, and you’d tell him later that he growled an awful lot when he became insistent. It turned you on knowing he was so demanding and impatient when it came to you.
“James...baby, you’re so hard inside me, come on, come for me...want to feel you fill me up with your cum, come inside me Bucky...your cock is so hard and full, please baby come...come for me. I need you to come for me,” you were pleading with him, wrapping one arm around his face while the other reached down and massaged his balls.
Bucky was grunting and swearing like a wild man, and as soon as he felt your wet hand palming his balls, he was shoving his cock deep inside you, hips thrusting harshly into your pussy until he came with a cry. You threw your head back and enjoyed the warm feeling spreading inside your cunt. It felt like he was coming for minutes and he kept on pushing his cock inside, not wanting to pull out because he knew he’d miss the feeling of your tight, hot pussy wrapped around him.
You stayed immobile for a few minutes before you felt Bucky lowering your leg. He was softening inside you and you hissed in unison when he pulled out. You could feel his cum leaking down your thighs but you didn’t find a single care to clean yourself up.
Bucky sighed against you and kept on kissing your neck and shoulder, smiling when he saw your eyes fluttering as you began to fall asleep. He tried not to wake you up as he pulled the covers over you, holding your body as close to him as possible before wrapping an arm around you and wishing you a good night.
He was planning on telling you tonight but it seemed the day was too long for you.
He was in no hurry, he could just break the news to you tomorrow.
Even with Mel supervising, the Watch Officers had left the tech nerve center of the Capulet house a mess. For some reason they had felt the need to pull out every file from the cabinets, every disk from the shelves, and investigate every single wire. All of which meant that once she had helped give them copies of the security footage they had requested, they had walked away leaving her with a huge mess. Some of it she had been able to deal with that day. But some of it she hadn’t been up for, so she had shoved it into piles to be dealt with later. After all, few people came in here to check on her so she was the one who had to live with the mess.
With everything else that had come up, it was tao days later before Mel was able to start dealing with the residual mess while she was running one of the debugging programs she had created just to make sure nothing had gone weird or been installed in that time which shouldn’t have been. When she heard the knock at the door, she snarled out, “No, it’s not clean in here, yes, I’m working on stuff, and no, there’s no more damn coffee.”
