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A Lifetime of Preludes

Bucktommy | G | 4k | one shot

They walk side-by-side, hand-in-hand, to the middle of the dance floor and turn towards each other. “You sure about this, Evan?” Tommy asks quietly, brushing his thumb across the back of Buck’s hand and searching Buck’s face for an answer. He squeezes Tommy’s hand and steps into his space, and smiles. “I am.” Tommy smiles in return, and the joy on his face is enough to solidify Buck’s resolve. “Okay then, show me your moves.” Buck laughs and steps closer so that he can feel Tommy’s warm breath fan across his face. “I’m afraid I’ve got two left feet, so I’m gonna let you lead.” Tommy guides Buck’s hand to his shoulder before settling his own on Buck’s waist, and lifts their joined hands. “Guess this is just one more thing I get to teach you, huh?” - or: Buck and Tommy dance at Maddie and Chim's wedding, and the pieces that Buck has been searching for finally fall into place.

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Hi I hope you don't mind me asking this - I saw you asked someone about predicting a jealous Buck. You spoke of a porn star AU. Can you maybe link this AU here?

Hi!

So this was referring to this passage from (Love is) The Second Oldest Profession by @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels. Said passage is quoted below:

"Hen snorts. “Put your eyes back into your skull, Buck.” “What are you talking about?” Bobby asks, his tone completely deadpan and innocent. “I was going to pair him with Tommy.” “Tommy?” Buck shakes his head. “No, no, no, you pair him with me, Tommy’s not gonna know what to do with him, let me have him.” “Nothing says ‘sexy’ like a guy talking about you like you’re an object,” Hen notes."

I would highly recommend reading the whole fic (and any other of her fics tbh, I could (and probably will) go on for days about how good they are and you will not regret it), and if you do, make sure you leave kudos and/or a comment!

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Hiiiii, I have a Buddie sentence for you 🥰🥰

"Baby.... baby please"

Well, damn, Sir... you certainly do! On it 🫡

"Baby... baby please." Buck cradles the tiny bundle in his arms, gently bouncing her as he paces the hospital floor, hoping he can settle her. She's been fed and changed, cuddled endlessly by her dads, older brother and extended family. Still her tiny face is flushed deep red, adorably scrunched as she wails, showing off an impressive set of lungs.

She was born several weeks early, surprising himself and Eddie. Not so early that there were many complications, but enough to warrant a few extra days in the hospital as a precaution before she could be discharged.

Loathe as Buck is to admit it, he's spiraling more than just a little with the surprise delivery. He's sure this is a moment his husband would tease him about having triple checked the car seat, setting the bassinet up two months earlier, and attending every birthing class and ultrasound with their surrogate.

Chim and Maddie also added their fair share of mild ribbing about the stack of What to Expect type books Buck seemed to carry with him everywhere. His brother in law cautioned him about becoming over attached to the content, telling him that it's all great in theory, but goes completely out the window once the baby arrives.

But, well, the thing is... that's great for everyone else to say. To do their best to reassure him. They've already walked this path and know what to expect. Buck feels like he's been studying for the most important exam of his life and he's failing miserably. He's exhausted - mentally and physically - from this new little life they're caring for. And they have all the help they could ask for! From nurses and family. How the hell is he gonna do any of this when they take her home?

"Maybe this was a mistake," Buck whispers, his voice cracking on the last word. "Not that you're a mistake!" He adds hastily, because she could never be.

"No, baby girl, never you. Just me." He huffs out a humorless chuckle. "I can't even settle on a name for you. Papa and I have all these wonderful ideas we thought would be perfect. None of them are right though. How awful is that?"

He strokes her forehead, down her button nose, over her puffed up cheeks. He feels so massive and clumsy when he compares the size of his finger to her miniature features.

"What if- what if I never figure this out? What if I can't be the dad you need? It's just-" He blinks rapidly, sniffing back his own tears threatening to fall. "I want everything to be perfect for you. To make sure you're loved and that you know you're loved. I never want you to doubt what I feel about you. What we feel about you. Me, Papa and your big brother, Chris."

As if she's taken his words as some kind of truce, her cries begin to quiet to small snuffles and whimpers. Her cheeks return to more of a rosy pink and her mouth opens in a wide yawn before closing again. Bright blue eyes seem to meet his for brief moments at a time between slow blinks, until the need to rest overtakes her.

Buck stares in awe at little eyelids, smaller than his thumbnail, closed tight. What may as well be microscopic eyelashes fanning against creamy, pale skin. She's perfect.

He tiptoes to the glider chair, slowly easing himself down when movement in his peripheral vision catches his attention. An enormous smile forms when he realizes it's Eddie who is already beaming, soft and sleepy, at both of them. His husband leans down to press a kiss to her forehead before also giving one to a very pouty Buck.

"You know," Eddie says, lightly scratching through the short hairs at the nape of Buck's neck and making him hum with delight. "I wouldn't sell yourself quite so short. None of us know what the hell we're doing."

The implication registers, smacking Buck in the face like he’s been doused in ice water. "You heard all that?"

"I may have stood around in the hallway to give you two a minute," Eddie confesses. "Sure, I had Chris and my nieces. Maddie and Chim have Jee. Hen and Karen have their stories from Denny. But every kid is different. What worked for them might not work for us, or for her." He nods toward their daughter. "What I do know is you are going to be an amazing dad, Buck. You already are. If you didn't love her and care as much as you do, you wouldn't be so affected by this."

"Thank you. I- I really needed to hear that," Buck answers, his words more than a little wobbly. He does his best to wipe his eyes on his shirt sleeve without disturbing their little girl. "Oh, and, uh, I was looking at more names and there's one I want to run by you."

"Yeah?" Eddie crouches next to the chair so he can be closer to them both. "What is it?"

"I, uh, I know it's kind of old fashioned, but I really liked the meaning behind it." Buck swallows, hopeful but preparing himself that this might not be the one either. "What do you think of Evelyn? It means 'desired and wished for'."

"Evelyn." Eddie studies her tiny face before a grin, warm and full of adoration, takes shape. “Evelyn Celia Buckley-Diaz. I love it, mi amor.”

“Celia?”

“It just sort of came out. I thought it sounded nice, but if you don’t like it-”

“Eds, it’s perfect.”

“Just like her.”

“Yeah,” Buck agrees. “Just like her.”

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Just gonna take a second to say how fucking good Hen looks. The entire outfit is fucking perfect. The glasses that match the earrings. The pop of red on her lips. The tie. I can't get over it. I would die for her.

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Inspiration Saturday 🥕

Tagged by @theotherbuckley 🫶🏽🫶🏽

Soooo I have a new wip, a tevan(? Kinkley(? Wip about them just being comfy

Buck HATES Sundays, especially when he's free and alone at his loft.

Right now he's alone, eating some baby carrots with some Tajin that he stole from Eddie's house, there's some shity reality on the TV, he doesn't really pay attention to it, he's just thinking.

The door is opening.

The first thing that comes to his mind is ‘ serial killer’ which is a little bit extremist.

“ Evan, it's me” oh it's just Tommy, nice.

Tagging some people!

@steadfastsaturnsrings @bidisasterevankinard @jeeyuns @jesuisici33 @wannabemylover @wikiangela @elgascreamslikehell @rainbow-nerdss @thewolvesof1998 @princehattric @aroeddiediaz @aspecbuddie @spotsandsocks @diazly @kaseysgirl86-blog @zhaan01 @chimney-begins @notnowtobey @neverevan @namjroon @mattsire @misterdiaz @funnylovepuppis @buddieslovecore @diazsdimples @babybibuck @liabegins @chaosandwolves @ladydorian05 @evanbegins @buckleydiaz @buckdefencesquad @nmcggg

Sorry if I forgot anyone! ( Please tell me if you want to be added or removed)

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Fic Update: change the prophecy

Hello! Happy Saturday! Here's chapter 3 :)

If I'm a bit slower getting chapter up over the next little bit, I'm dealing with some pretty bad pain in my right arm and hand, making typing hard. So sorry in advance!

Summary:

Buck realizes Tommy may have had a point. Daniel and Eddie realize things aren't quite right.

Snippet:

“So, how’re you doing with everything?” Eddie eventually asks anyway. 

“With everything or with the Tommy thing?” Buck retorts.

“Well… That.”

“I’m okay,” Buck shrugs. “Nothing I haven’t handled before.”

Nothing he won’t have to handle again and again.

“I guess that is the bisexual experience,” Eddie says with faux gravity and planting a hand on Buck’s shoulder. “Getting dumped by every gender.”

“Hey!” Buck laughs, nudging him shoulder-to-shoulder. The action results in the hand Eddie has placed on Buck’s shoulder sliding deeper into his back, sending a ripple of warmth down Buck’s spine. Eddie doesn’t move it for a heartbeat too long. 

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Tagging:

@epicbuddieficrecs @theotherbuckley @sevenweeksofunrepression @slowlyfoggydestiny @buckleybabyblues

@diazsdimples @exhuastedpigeon @aquamarineglitter @loserdiaz @steadfastsaturnsrings

@your-catfish-friend @incorrect9-1-1 @hawaiianlove808 @babytrapperdiaz @watchyourbuck

@lyricfulloflight @tizniz @aroeddiediaz @estheticpotaeto

@buddieswhvre @l0v3t0hat3y0u

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Several sentences sunday

From my fake dating fic :)

“Maybe I’ll be an author when I grow up,” Christopher says excitedly.

Buck nods in support, even though last week Christopher said he wanted to be a scientist. And a month ago he wanted to be an actor.

“Do you know what you’ll write about?” Pepa asks him with a nudge to his shoulder.

Christopher hums loudly, shoving a piece of peperoni in his mouth. “Aliens. Or dinosaurs… oh. Maybe the dinosaurs didn’t go extinct and instead they live in space now as aliens.”

“I would totally read that,” Buck answers, and he’s completely honest. “Best seller idea right there.’

Christopher looks proud and ducks his head, hiding his smile and blush. Instead of answering, he shoves an entire pizza slice into hid mouth.

“Best selling author Christopher Diaz,” Eddie teases, “I like the sound of that.”

“Shut up,” Christopher answers with his mouth full, looking embarrassed. Ah, puberty, Buck definitely didn’t miss it.

Tags: @buddieswhvre @diazsdimples @tizniz @steadfastsaturnsrings @watchyourbuck @theotherbuckley @jesuiscenseedormir @loveyouanyway @bidisasterevankinard @chaosandwolves @mattsire @mel-vaz @inkmortal-trash389 @princess-of-the-snake-pit @nilletellsstories @laundryandtaxesworld @specialbrownieeater

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Inspiration Saturday!!

Tagged by @theotherbuckley @diazsdimples who both posted INCREDIBLE stuff y'all should show some love 🩷💚

I'm focusing on Eddie's second oh moment right now, but the other night I was writing for my Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries AU and decided to try something... I made my first moodboard!!! I like it, but I might change it up a bit as I keep writing for it.

Ta da!! And here's a snippet to go with it:

Buck crouched and opened the cabinet by the sink. An opened box of pink packets sat turned on its side in the cabinet. The box read Nerve Powders. Something at the back of his mind told him there was more to it than that. A sharp knock echoed off the tile in the bathroom. “This lavatory is fully occupied!” Buck called as he closed the cabinet, stowing away a few packets in his jacket. “Police! Open up!” Damn. Buck stood and opened the door, plastering on his charming smile. Good Christ. Detective Diaz from a distance was a sight to behold in itself. Up close? Adonis wouldn't stand a chance. Coffee brown eyes shone in the light streaming in from the window. A wayward wave fell across his forehead, the only thing out of place in his otherwise immaculate appearance. His bone structure was beyond perfect.

He carried himself with a relaxed confidence Buck spent years faking. How this man achieved it? Buck didn't know. “You must be the detective,” Buck said. “Apologies for my urgent call of nature.” “You do realize this is an active crime scene,” Detective Diaz pointed out. Wow, even his voice was gorgeous. “Forgive me, detective,” Buck smiled. “It's very fortunate I'm wearing gloves, is it not?” Diaz stepped past Buck and stared at the chalk outline on the floor, his brow furrowed in concentration, the smallest pout on his lips. Buck turned to the officer standing near the doorway. “Do you think it was poison?” “Most likely,” the officer nodded. “We have yet to determine the cause of death,” Detective Diaz said with a pointed look at his officer. Oh, what Buck wouldn't do to see the man be a little mean to him too. Buck honestly hoped Detective Diaz would arrest him. Buck could show him a thing or two with those handcuffs. Not that he’d ever voice that thought out loud.

Absolutely no pressure tagging: @13shadesofanni @lover-of-mine @monsterrae1 @loveyouanyway @thekristen999

@daffi-990 @wikiangela @kitteneddiediaz @steadfastsaturnsrings @ronordmann

@exhuastedpigeon @spagheddiediaz @actuallyitsellie @tizniz @fortheloveofbuddie

@bidisasterevankinard @rainbow-nerdss @wildlife4life @hippolotamus @daniwib

@alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @likeamollusconarock @smallandalmosthonest @idealuk @jshadow01

@shipperqueen6 @lunarspark-cos @misshiss727 @weareallstoriesintheend11 @lin27 @orangeboxfox92 and anyone else who wants to share!! 🥰🩷

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Will the curse be reversed chapter 4 has been posted! I'm not super proud of it because it feels like a short filler, but hopefully I'll get back into it with chapter 5 starting on a different day and with a different age for deaged Buck.

The fic is supposed to mostly be fluffy scenes of Bathena raising Buck but I worry that it will get boring without any development in finding the witch sooo... i gotta figure that one out.

Anyways, you can read it now on ao3!

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i dont think we fit on the bed

buck/eddie/tommy | 7,4k | explicit

“So, which one is it going to be, Evan?” Tommy asked, rubbing himself on Buck’s ass, but not quite giving him anything. Buck made a confused sound, so he continued, “Which one of us is gonna get to fuck you today?”

He groaned, the phantom pleasure a bit overwhelming. Eddie cupped his jaw, running his fingers through his hair while he decided. It’s not like it was ever an easy choice. It usually led him to picking the one he hadn’t last time, but this time…

“Both,” he muttered, and he felt both of his boyfriends tense at the answer. “However you want it, just— both.”

OR: Stablished buddietommy takes the day off. (Includes Tommy and Eddie taking care of Buck in various ways + a little domestic fluff).

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Fuck it Friday

Tagged by @tizniz @dangerpronebuddie

Hello! I hope everybody had a good week, mine was very fulfilling and ended on a really great note (hung out with a cute girl lol) (I’m a little tipsy as I type this haha)

Anyway!! Here’s a short snippet of my chair fic! NSFW below the cut

Hands and lips make their way to Eddie’s ass and thighs, soothing the sting with gentle caresses and sweet kisses. A sob rips its way out of Eddie’s throat at the contrast of sensations. Pleasure, pain, frustration, and arousal curl and mix in his core and it turns Eddie’s already fucked out brain to mush - simultaneously wishing Buck would bring him orgasm right now but not wanting this feeling to ever end. Wanting Buck to keep him right here, roped up and tied down, head heavy with arousal and devoid of any critical thoughts.

Pleasure takes over the forefront of his mind again though as Buck wraps his hand around Eddie’s cock. Thick fingers slide into him once more, wasting no time in pressing up along his prostate.

NP Tagging @diazsdimples @jesuisici33 @coatedpanda16 @evanbegins @lemonzestywrites @pirate-hunter @watchyourbuck @hippolotamus @aroeddiediaz @honestlyeddie-im-bi @elvensorceress and anybody else who would like to share!

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stuck now so long, we just got the start wrong

aka rival firefighters 🚒 | buddie | chapter 2/10 | Explicit

Eddie’s just finished helping load up the last patient into the 118’s ambulance, Wilson already in the front with the engine running and ready to go, and Han in the back, settling in beside their patient, when Buckley finds him again.

“Diaz! Are you a match? Because you ignite a fire within me.” Buck says, stupid cocky smile in place.

“Are you a smoke detector? Because you’re really loud and annoying.” Eddie shoots back, way too mentally worn out from triage to go another round with Buckley.

A loud laugh rips out of Wilson, echoing through the cabin while Han laughs so hard he almost chokes on his gum. Once Han’s recovered, he wipes his eyes, looking at Buckley and wheezing out, “Oh my god you can’t be serious?”

Eddie uses the question as his chance to slip away and make his way back to his own team. Only for Buckley to call out to him not even seconds later.

“Hey, Diaz!”

So close. He was so close.

He comes to a stop but doesn’t turn around, not wanting to give Buckley the satisfaction or whatever.

“I hate it when you go! But I love to watch you leave!”

Eddie shakes his head and can’t control the huff of a laugh that breaks free. This guy really is something else. Eddie doesn’t even bother with giving him the finger or retaliating, just continues walking until he’s back with the 136.

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Fuck It Friday!

Thank you @tizniz and @bidisasterevankinard for tagging me!

Here's a little something from the next chapter of change the prophecy!

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“Do you ever feel like you’re living through other people?” He asks her, a couple of days after his conversation with Evan. They’re eating lunch at her place, just the two of them.

“What do you mean by that?” Maddie asks, sprinkling dressing on her salad. 

“Like, you only really exist for the people around you.” Daniel tries to explain. “And you aren’t really living your own life?”

Maddie frowns. “I think I felt like that a lot when I was married to Doug.”

Daniel nods. Right, that makes sense. Of course she would have felt something like that during that time. But… But maybe this is different?

“But you still had a life,” he tries to clarify. “Just one that that piece of shit was actively making miserable.”

Maddie narrows her eyes. “Okay, so what are we comparing that to, then? Someone who genuinely doesn’t have a life? A dead person?”

“Well, obviously not a dead person,” Daniel exhales. “I don’t feel like I’m dead.”

“Glad to hear it. So what do you mean?” 

Daniel exhales heavily. He doesn’t know how to explain without sounding absolutely insane. 

“Sometimes it feels like, outside you guys, and my job, I don’t really exist.”

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Tagging @pantsaretherealheroes @jeeyuns @exhuastedpigeon @theotherbuckley @diazsdimples

@fionaswhvre @steadfastsaturnsrings @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @mangacat201 @aroeddiediaz

@athenagranted @evanbegins @wildlife4life @buckleybabyblues @adarkermiserablecrow

@epicbuddieficrecs @fortheloveofbuddie @your-catfish-friend @watchyourbuck @buddieswhvre

@l0v3t0hat3y0u @lyricfulloflight @daughterofscotland

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

tagged by @spotsandsocks @exhuastedpigeon @hippolotamus @wikiangela @diazsdimples

How many works do you have on ao3?

atm 22 published fics

What's your total ao3 word count?

88,186 words

What fandoms do you write for?

911, 911 Lonestar, and I used to write for Schitt's Creek

Top five fics by kudos:

Teach Me New Things (E) - 911, 734 kudos

50 Coffee Dates (G) - 911, 435 kudos

cause I believe that we were supposed to find this (T) - Lonestar, 247 kudos

Check (E) - 911, 205 kudos

It's Photoshop (T) - Lonestar, 157 kudos

Do you respond to comments?

yes! sometimes it might take me a while, but I try to respond to every comment I get

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

a tossup between yes I know that he's my ex and Nothing's Gonna Happen

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Public Relations - Schitt's Creek

Do you get hate on fics?

no, i'm too unknown as a fic writer to get hate I think lol

Do you write smut?

lol yes! working on a couple of smut fics for buddietommy rn!!

Craziest crossover:

none, I don't really do crossovers

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

none that I know of.

Have you ever had a fic translate

no

Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

no

All time favourite ship?

rn buddie has my heart, but i'm LOVING bucktommy (and buddietommy) so all my attention is on them

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

...all of them? although there's a couple of longer fics that I think i'll not necessarily abandon, but turn into og works

What are your writing strengths?

dialogue, definitely

What are your writing weaknesses?

getting into a character's head, portraying feelings, although I think I'm getting slowly better at that.

Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

until duolingo laid off their a bunch of their translators and started using ai, I was using it to learn Spanish and felt pretty comfortable with the language, but if I ever do use Spanish in fic, I would want a native speaker to look over it to see if it makes sense. however, I never found a reason to put it in fic yet.

First fandom you wrote in?

a:tla

Favourite fic you've written?

yes I know that he's my ex

it's my first time writing intense emotion in a fic and I'm really glad I pulled it off. so i'm really proud of it.

tagging @911-on-abc @eddiebabygirldiaz @monsterrae1 @theotherbuckley @thewolvesof1998 @paperstorm @carlos-in-glasses @bidisasterevankinard @daffi-990 and anyone else who wants to play!

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I want to dance with you tonight (and for the rest of my life)

Bucktommy / E / 14 932 words

Cover by @ronordmann 💙

Mood board by me

Three months after Tommy kissed him passed so fast, but Buck enjoyed every second of it. Every date, kiss, hug, sex. Every text till the next opportunity to meet again between their shifts. Tommy makes him feel happy, giddy, smitten and, most importantly, wanted. He isn’t the one chasing so hard he forgets about himself this time, or the passive one, letting relationships just come to him, not trying to do much. No, now he takes as much as he gets. Of course, during their first three weeks Tommy was the one who was making most of the moves. He would set the dates, time and date, just asking Buck if he wanted to have another date and then tell him when and where it would be. Tommy was the one buying him flowers, initiating kisses or any form, even not sexual intimacy - always making sure Buck was ok with everything, never rushing him to do something Buck didn’t want to. And it made Buck feel safe. Soon he was the one to lean and kiss the man, or hug, or put his hand on Tommy’s tight, while the man would drive him to the next date’s destination, any time he wanted. Or Buck and Tommy enjoy their relationships, fall in love and go to Madney wedding together

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FUCK IT FRIDAY!!

Tagged by @tizniz @shipperqueen6 @thekristen999 thank you 💜💜💜

putting the F in our Friday again as for reasons (aka @stagefoureddiediaz ) I was reminded of this so in my eternal battle to bring 911 fans into the dragonhold or weyr I offer art and smut to start the weekend from to To Fly The Skies 60K

The gap between them makes him ache, it feels too wide after what they just shared. Buck slides closer, slowly because he feels oddly shy right now. Eddie continues to smile softly and reaches out to take his hand, fingers brushing his knuckles in a gentle caress. It makes his heart flutter, Buck’s eyes drop and focus of the slow movement, his heart is beating faster.

“I’m glad you’re home.” Buck’s voice is soft and quiet, he lifts his eyes to meet Eddie’s and ends up caught there, just looking at him, wondering how this happened to him. How he got to have this man. 

“Me too” Eddie matches his quiet tone not looking away.

“And we’re good now?” Buck checks, biting on his lower lip nervously. Eddie lifts the hand not holding onto Buck and frees his lip from the anxious nibbling, “you’ll hurt yourself like that” he mummers, thumb now running gently across the reddened skin, Buck lets his mouth relax, his breath quickening at the look in Eddie’s eyes.

“Yes we’re good,” he starts to push Buck backwards  “and we have some time before Chris will be back. If you can think of anything we could do?” His eyes crinkle as he says it and Buck’s hit with a wave of love and affection, it’s coming from both of them, flowing freely in both directions.

Buck laughs, as Eddie pushes him lower, he lets himself be pressed flat onto the bed, “cool, did you want to get some chores done” he smirks at the look he gets “cos I kinda need to tidy up round here.”

“Shut up” Eddie tells him fondly, as he leans further forward, hands on either side of Buck’s head, swinging his leg over so he can straddle Buck.

Buck likes the direction this is going “You going to make me?” he challenges teasingly.

”Maybe” Eddie’s voice is deep and holds a promise Buck is very interested in investigating. He can’t help notice how the muscles of Eddie’s arms flex as he gets slowly closer controlling his decent carefully until he’s lying flat on top of him, their  bodies pressed together. Buck shudders at the relief it brings, Eddie’s a steady reassuring weight holding him down, enveloping him, with their chests pressed together like this their hearts are aligned, beating so closely to each other. He feels a little dizzy at the thought as he lifts his head up, silently asking to be kissed.  Eddie obliges, dipping down to close the tiny gap left between them, taking Buck’s lips softly with his own, moving them slowly over Buck’s. He teases and pulls at the sensitive flesh gently until Buck’s moaning softly, moving with him. Eventually Eddie pulls away lightly nipping at Buck’s now swollen lip. He sits up moving his weight in just the right way to make Buck groan louder and move his hips in response.

Eddie looks flushed, his eyes bright in the dim room but he chuckles. “You have missed me huh, if a little kiss can get you all worked up like this.” Buck attempts an outraged glare because he says it as if Buck can’t see how hard Eddie is too, as if he isn’t sitting there with a wicked smile as he rocks his hips gently, moving against Buck sending little jolts of pleasure through them both.

Then Eddie rubs against him harder and Buck arches up stifling another moan he manages to say “want me to show you how much I missed you?”

Eddie keeps up the steady rhythm and Buck’s needy whine finally slips out.

“Oh I can tell baby” Eddie sounds extremely pleased by the fact and by the way Buck suddenly gasps out his name.

“Tell me more” he says his voice becoming rougher, letting his own need start to show. Buck knows how much Eddie likes it when he talks in bed, what it does to him. He’s happy to oblige.

“That first night I was so cold without you,” Eddie leans back down to start work on Buck’s jaw and neck, it makes it harder to concentrate but Buck makes the effort, “couldn’t sleep, wanted you to keep me warm.” Eddie hums next to his skin asking for more.

“Missed you arms, your hands” his breath stutters as Eddie’s mouth makes contact with his chest, clever fingers having unbuttoned his shirt without him noticing. Eddie runs his fingers over muscle and sucks marks onto his body then soothes them with kisses. Buck arches up with breathless gasps that pushes his hips forward.  He’s stopped talking so Eddie prompts him “what else did you think or” he hums against his skin, runs the flat of his tongue over Buck’s nipple “do while I was gone?”

Buck gathers himself and continues “Thought about you, things you’d do to me if you were there. Thought about this, your mouth all over me” Eddie grazes his teeth over Buck’s nipple making him hiss in pleasure. “Yeah like that, made me hard Eddie just thinking about you. Wanted to touch myself” 

Eddie sounds cool and collected when he asks “Did you?”

“Tried to be good and wait but I couldn’t, felt so good, not as good as your hand, still wished it was you”

He’s aching now dick trapped in his trousers straining for release.

“Show me” Eddie pulls away, and Buck can see he’s not calm at all, he’s flushed and his eyes look almost black, his desire clear in his heated gaze.

Now Buck’s got room to move, he misses Eddie’s warmth but he makes quick work of his clothes. Eddie’s still dressed, sitting next to him, his eyes burning as he watches Buck revel more and more skin until there nothing left to remove, Eddie takes a deep breath, “Shards you’re so ….” His hand traces across his body, chest, stomach, sliding his hand past his hips to linger over the strength in his thighs, his hand roams freely but he doesn’t touch the one place Buck wants him too. 

Eddie’s watching him intently eyes dark and hooded. “Show me” he asks again then comes back to press soft bites into the flesh of his neck up to his ear, making Buck whimper, he whispers  “don’t rush baby take your time.”

Buck’s eyelids flutter shut, his hands traces the outline of his cock, he lets his fingers drift lightly up and down, he’s only starting to tease himself. He can hear the hitch in Eddie’s breathing and opens his eyes to see him staring down the length of his body, he’s transfixed by the sight of Buck’s hand sliding up and down. Buck wants to push them both a little further.

“I touched myself like this, thinking about you, wishing it was you.” He lets his grip get firmer he wants a little more, he moans at the feeling and at the thought that Eddie’s watching, enjoying what he sees, getting harder. He can feel him against his leg, a firm solid line, he smiles when he starts to move, rubbing himself against Buck’s thigh. He’s trying to be quiet but he’s not doing very well. Eddie shifts slightly Buck doesn’t realise where his hands have gone until he feels a finger slide between his legs to circle slowly around his entrance, 

“Did you touch yourself here too? Imagine me here?” 

He had but he can’t say it because Eddie fingers have pushed in a little and taken his words away.

“Buck?

He’s panting now, feeling a little desperate “yeah yeah I did, didn’t feel like this, more, please.” The last word comes out as a desperate moan. Eddie gives him more, pushing in again but only a little, teasing him more than anything until Buck’s a shivering mess within a few minutes.

Eddie’s voice pulls him out of the wave of sensations “I wasn’t planning on fucking you Buck, was planning on riding you, make you come like that but now I can’t choose.” Buck can only gasp, Eddie has two fingers in him and it’s not enough,

“both we could do both” he stutters out. Eddie laughs, “so greedy” he kisses him and slides his fingers out, keeps a little pressure there so Buck twitches trying to get them back.

“No, you look so good, sound so needy, I think I’ll fuck you” he sounds so casual, like they’re discussing what to have for breakfast and he’s not driving Buck out of his mind. Buck’s nods to show he’s on board, he can’t talk because Eddie’s other hand is in his mouth fingers sliding in and out. Buck’s playing with them with his tongue, moaning around their thickness thinking about Eddie’s cock in his mouth instead. “You look so ready for it baby, is that what you wanted while I was gone, my cock in you making you come?

Fuck it was, and it sounded even better now it was Eddie suggesting it while his fingers are dipping back in stretching  him, when Eddie lets his fingers slide from Buck’s mouth over his throat and rests his hand above his heart, Buck quickly makes it clear what he wants. 

“Please Eddie can we, will you? I want it.”

Eddie moves, grabs the salve they use for just these occasions and with one quick pull brings Buck to the edge of the bed leans over for more kisses as unbuttons himself, uses the salve with more teasing fingers and then lines himself up, bending Buck’s knees, and slowly so slowly pushes in. The long slow slide makes them both moan and Buck’s hands grasp at the covers of the bed.

Eddie keeps his pace slow, enjoying Buck’s increasingly frantic noises, his words of encouragement to go harder, faster, he doesn’t listen, trying to make this last. Buck’s hands seek and find his own cock and start to move around it, firm hard strokes, he doesn’t want to wait any longer, with each stroke he sounds even wilder, until it’s too much temptation for Eddie and he does what he Buck’s begging him to do, increases the pace and is rewarded in a few moments with increasingly frantic moans.

”yeah Eddie just like that,” he’s panting and gasping, getting so close “harder, there, yeah, that’s it I’m so close, he lets out a strangled whimper “ yeah, there ah, you’re gonna make me come, yes” he can hear his own ragged breathing as the words peeter out and become a long high gasp as he comes with a bone deep shudder. Eddie watches wide eyes tracing the evidence of Buck’s pleasure spread out all over his chest and with only a few more thrusts joins him with his own soundless gasp.

Once their heartbeats settles they rearrange themselves. Eddie pulls Buck in close, kisses him starting between his birthmark and the thread score that’s healing.

Buck mummers “welcome home” and Eddie smiles into the kisses he’s leaving against Buck’s face.

It is very good to be back.

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I have three more kiss prompts I'm working on, but since I already posted two and another whole fic this week, I'm trying to pace myself lol. We're all back in our shooting era (I never left 😅) so I'm hoping to get Eddie's second oh moment finished soon. I wrote this last night half asleep. Does it make sense? You tell me:

Loving Buck grew over time, like a vine in his chest, curling around his ribs and beneath his sternum to cradle his heart. The flowers bloomed before he even knew the vine was there. And now that he knows, now that he wants to feel the softness of the petals every time Buck's shoulder brushes his own, or admire the bright blooms every time Buck smiles- now that he knows he loves Buck, he can't. When he first met Buck, there might've been something there. Not exactly attraction, but… curiosity? Something about Buck made Eddie want to be close to him. And then they could've died together and Buck stepped into that ambulance with him without a second thought. Eddie was struggling to find help for Christopher, and too afraid to ask for it, but Buck brought him Carla without feeling like he had to ask. Then Shannon came back, and the vine that had been in his chest since they were kids came back to life and bloomed into bright yellow flowers he wanted to nurture and protect forever. Forever doesn't last long. So much happened in such a short time after that. The bombing, a tsunami, Chris' nightmares, Eddie's bruises. And a lawsuit that kept Buck separated from them. Maybe that's when the vine first started growing, trying to reach out of his chest in hopes of pulling Buck back. They had just lost Shannon, and the only other person Eddie wanted- needed- cut himself off. When they finally mended fences, the vine started growing again, and bloomed with blue flowers as bright as Buck's eyes even as they were splashed with blood. The shocked look on Buck's face flashes through Eddie's mind and he snaps his book shut as a reflex. Hen looks over at him from where she's sprawled across the other armchair. “What's wrong?” she asks. “You look like you saw a ghost.” Eddie glances around to see Buck and Chim both looking his way now. Fuck.

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