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“Yeah, you like this—you love this,” Buck pants. “Drooling, and uh—and whining—huge cock deep in your ass, a big, uh—a big, buff man holding you down, making you—“
“—yes,” Eddie interrupts before he’s even had enough time to consciously process any of the words—it’s just… it’s all he can do—to nod, to repeat that word over and over again. “Yes—yeah, yeah.”
“Oh, that’s it,” Buck concludes, triumphant—raspy, breathy, and fucked out—but triumphant, nonetheless.
“Uh-huh,” Eddie nods.
“That’s, uh—that’s two-hundred-and-thirty pounds last time I checked,” he says. “Nine inches,” he bites on the next grind. “You feel that, huh? All man, baby.”
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30 Aug 2026
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"I need you," Eddie confesses to the non-existent space between his mouth and Buck's.
A year ago, an admission like that might have taken hours to work up to, now it's second nature.
"How?" Buck asks, because he's always eager to please.
"Like this," Eddie answers. "Hold me up." He wraps his legs more securely around Buck's waist. "Hold me up and fuck me so hard I won't be able to walk."
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Or, Buck and Eddie get really pent up after 48-hour shifts, having sex with each other in every possible configuration as soon as they're home is their favourite way to deal with it
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09 Jul 2026
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“I can’t keep doing this, Eddie. Your sweatpants are in my dresser. You buy the right spices at the farmer’s market for my recipes. You wear the monstrosities I knit for you. You hold my kid’s hand when we’re crossing the street.”
Eddie’s lips are at the hinge of his jaw, like he’s testing the waters. It makes Buck brave enough to bring a numb hand up to one of the belt loops on Eddie’s darkwash jeans, thumbing there restlessly—sliding the tips of his fingers under the hem of his obsidian button-down. The skin-to-skin contact is all at once relieving.
“I think we’ve both known what we are for a while now,” Buck goads, hushed; tilting to arch his neck back against the wall, granting Eddie unlimited access, praying he takes the explicit invitation. “You’re my best friend. But this isn’t sustainable.”
or: Buck's sick of pretending.
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19 Jun 2026
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“What—”
Buck cuts his own words off with another shuddering gasp as Eddie suddenly pulls him in. He’s compelled to allow Eddie to guide him, complete putty under his control. There’s nowhere else he’d rather be.
“Weirdo,” is all he hears Eddie mutter fondly under his breath before his lips meet Buck’s.
It lasts a split second, way too short for Buck to even count the milliseconds, but somehow still, it’s life-changing. A short pressing of lips, breaths exchanged through mouths, and the feeling of knowing this is it. Buck’s ruined for anyone else forever now. No other lips will ever hold a crown to Eddie’s chapped and tequila-tainted ones.
OR: Eddie drunk-kisses Buck twice, and throws up three times.
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29 May 2026
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“But that’d make me– uh.”
Buck doesn’t finish Eddie’s sentence for her, even though she can feel Eddie’s wide, brown eyes begging her to. She waits. Patient. Like Eddie would for her. She thinks being loved by Eddie has made her a better person.
And like Buck knew she would, because she’s the bravest person Buck’s ever had the honour of knowing, Eddie finishes and grinds out a quiet, “It’d make me gay. To want that.”
Buck nods. “Yeah.”
Eddie blinks, expression twisting like she’s fighting the wetness in her eyes.
“Buck.” There’s a warning edge to her tone.
Buck doesn’t back down — doesn’t really know how to. The question isn’t meant to be invasive; she just thinks maybe no one has ever asked Eddie before. No one ever asked Buck if she was into girls, and it probably would’ve sped the process up a little. Softly, she asks, “Are you?”
“No.” The answer is sharp, harsh and instant. It’s such a hard shutdown — like Eddie’s thought about it, and knows to reject it. Or has taught herself to. “I can’t be.”
Or: Someone leaves first. There’s no other version of this story. But sometimes, they come back, too.
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29 May 2026