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Exhaustion lessens its weight from his bones as he drinks in the familiarity of his home, his gaze searching for everything and nothing in particular as he slips his jacket off, hanging it on the coat rack next to Buck’s.
It’s not until then that his gaze lands on the man himself.
Buck lays sprawled out on the couch, back cushions discarded to make space for his broad shoulders, his legs thrown all over the place, snoring lightly.
Or, Buck sleeps weird, Eddie fixes it, gets stuck, and Buck loves his man.
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“That’s literally what the flyer says," Buck points out. "First responders and their partners.”
He gestures between himself and the loft, where Eddie’s upstairs doing something productive and very unaware of what Buck is about to drag him into, and then shrugs like this is all very self-explanatory.
“We’re partners.”
“Yeah, yeah. Of course!" Ravi says, and then slaps Buck on the back with a little too much enthusiasm. “Definitely sounds like you two could benefit from it.”
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Or, Buck misreads a flyer, signs up for couples therapy, and accidentally starts a relationship he didn’t know he was already in.Bookmarked by ProstheticLoVe
13 Nov 2025
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And here they are, tangled up in Eddie’s bed between the sheets and Buck’s skin and the delicious softness of the way his boxers bunch up between his legs, the faint smattering of freckles on his thigh and the blonde hair there, lighter and softer the further up it goes, disappearing beneath the faint blue and white stripes on the fabric.
Buck looks up at him, bright and alive. And Eddie wants.
on wanting, taking, and Eddie's head in buck's lap
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The thing is Buck is aware he has—not a problem, per se—and it's never been this bad before, but he can get overwhelmed, quick to come but, crucially, quick to get it up again. He's always managed to make it work with his various partners, techniques to last longer, but with Eddie it's different, this part of their relationship is only three months old, and Buck wants him all the time with a fervor he didn't know was possible.
Eddie has incredible stamina and when he fucks Buck it doesn't matter how fast Buck comes, because Eddie will just keep going, fucking him through orgasm after orgasm until he's crying and shaking, used up and wrung out and still desperate for more. But on the occasions Eddie puts him on his back, ready to ride him, or bends himself over the dining table so Buck can watch his cock sliding into Eddie's perfect ass, Buck finds himself on the brink faster than he knows what to do with.
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09 Nov 2025
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“And that’s what you want?
Buck meets his gaze again, steady. “I want sex to feel good. And this just makes me more sensitive to—heh—well, everything.”
“Sensitive?” Eddie asks, mouth suddenly dry. “How sens—sorry. Uh. Sensitive, how?”
Buck waxes his asshole. Eddie has a best-friend level of curiosity about that.
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07 Nov 2025
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Buck has self-control. He hasn’t always used it, but he likes to think he’s gotten a lot better at it, throughout the years.
Evidence: He’s clenching his jaw to the point of pain and very pointedly looking at the TV, like the local weatherman spouting off about a heat wave is capable of holding this much of his attention. If this were—before, they would not be watching the news.
...or, Eddie could just use his words, but where’s the fun in that?
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31 Oct 2025
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“Did you read untagged main character death again?” Eddie asks, his confusion growing as Buck stays silent instead of launching into a rambling of what he’s missed in the tags or what the author didn’t warn them of. One time, he read about nurse 1’s mentor dying, and he had been unconsolable for hours.
“No—” Buck starts, before realizing he has no idea how to explain… this. “Well, I am reading fanfiction. But it’s not supposed to be sad.”
“Ok?” Eddie waits for him to continue.
“Iwasreadingaboutomegaverse,” he mumbles.
Or: Buck becomes obsessed with omegaverse fanfiction and gets sad he can never get a mating bite. Eddie decides to do something about it
Or: the mating bites tattoos fic
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Eddie resonates that if he doesn’t actually say anything, he’s not actually giving in.
Which is how he finds himself in the engine at the end of a shift, tuning out the rest of the team’s conversation, instead deliberately knocking his foot against Buck’s. Once. Buck knocks back, of course—he doesn’t even think he realizes he does it, it’s just… how they work, how they move—what they do. Then he does it again, and again, and finally Buck’s eyes settle on his, an amused crease of confusion between his eyebrows as he keeps tapping him back.
“Knocking boots!” Buck announces the second they climb back into his Jeep after the shift—so loudly he nearly startles Eddie with it, finger wagging up in the air and everything—like he just figured out the meaning of life. “You…” he leans across the gearshift to press a kiss to Eddie’s lips—both of them humming into it. “…were saying knocking boots,” he repeats, a broad grin of self-satisfaction on his face as he leans back into his own seat and starts the car up. “I’m breaking you.”
“Hm, I didn’t actually say anything,” Eddie points out, arching an eyebrow.
“Ah, but I’m getting closer!”
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made your mark on me (a golden tattoo) by thatbuddie (talktothesky) for buckleysbest
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
05 Sep 2022
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“I want another tattoo.” Eddie shatters the silence delicately, careful not to disturb the peace that cocoons them.
Pressing his hand further on Eddie’s shoulder, because he knows Eddie like no one has ever known him before, like no one will ever know him again, Buck asks, “Here?”
Eddie nods, tightening his fingers around Buck’s forearm.
“It’s kind of…” Eddie pauses to find the perfect words, until he realizes he doesn’t need them. “It’s kind of for you. And for me. For us. You could… I’d like you to get it too.”
The corners of Buck’s lips curl in a soft smile as his fingers curl around Eddie’s shoulder. “I’d like to get it too.”
(or, Buck and Eddie keep getting matching tattoos, and then discover that maybe everyone is right when they think it means something more.)
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26 Oct 2025
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Fabulous. Absolutely incredible. One of my favorites.
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“As I’ve said five times now, you are my best friend. In the entire universe, for the rest of time. If you could get best friend married, I’d best friend marry you, okay? Can you please chill out?”
Buck blinks. “You’d best friend marry me?”
Eddie groans. “Are you only hearing every second word I say?”
“We should - - we should do that. That’s - - Eddie, we should do that.”
Or, Buck is jealous. He platonically proposes about it.
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“Are you finally proposing?” Buck asks, and the air rushes out of Eddie like he’s been punched in the gut, a swift burst.
Hearing it from Buck makes it real, solidified, no longer a shapeless fantasy in his head.
"Proposing what?”
“Marriage, genius.” Buck snorts. “Duh.”
Buck peels Eddie's pomegranates, carves out the brown spots from his apples, eats the ugly, discolored fruit. Eddie wants to propose, spirals, and crashes a car about it.
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“Eddie,” Buck whines, hips squirming off the seat as far as his seatbelt will allow, pumping into the air with a grunt. He needs friction, needs a hole to fuck into, needs to fill and claim and satisfy a wet, shivering body below him. He sucks in a trembling breath, but all he can smell is Eddie. His distressed scent is coming off of him in waves, sharp and acidic, chemical in nature. It should be disgusting, should have Buck wrinkling his nose and backing away as far as he can, but he finds it intoxicating, instead.
Buck lets go of the safety handle to fumble with his belt buckle.
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Buck knows he's the jealous type. He just never thought it could affect him like this.Bookmarked by ProstheticLoVe
10 Oct 2025
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“It is,” Buck breathes, relieved. “It’s so normal. We just don’t talk about it! But it’s fine, we all do it.”
Eddie nods along enthusiastically, smile plastered on his face. “Exactly. We all do it. And—” Eddie pauses, smile growing even bigger. “And why don’t you just use mine.”
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Or, Buck’s pent up. Eddie offers him a solution. It unravels from there.
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“You expect me to keep edging us while you’re practically reciting wedding vows?” he asks, lowering his head just enough to brush the tips of their noses together.
“Well… pavloving you could make for an interesting ceremony,” Buck quirks an eyebrow, and then—only because he’s determined to win this one, and he happens to have an excellent view of Eddie’s face—he flicks the button on the toy.
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04 Oct 2025
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“I want—“ Eddie’s not entirely sure what he wants. He feels achy, restless and exhausted at the same time. He needs something, more. More hands, more pressure, more kissing, more Buck. “Please, I—“
Buck turns him over on his back to search his face, earnest and determined and glowing like he’s in his element. Eddie’s getting drunk on seeing him in this particular element. “What can I do, baby? What do you need?”
Buck shifts his hips, grinding down slow and sensual and delicious. Reflexively, Eddie spreads his legs to accommodate him, and Buck moans as they get even closer. Close enough, even, for Eddie to feel him. and fuck, shit, that’s it, isn’t it. That’s what he needs.
“I feel,” Eddie’s cheeks burn, but the word fits as he forces it out, “empty.”
Buck groans loudly, dropping his forehead to Eddie’s shoulder. “Oh my god. Oh my god, Eddie.”
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Eddie's first time bottoming
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03 Oct 2025
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Buck groaned as Eddie leaned a bit too far back, pressing his body fully against Buck’s own but before he could apologize, he felt a familiar shape pressed against his lower back. “I thought you said you didn’t have your flashlight on you.”
“What are you on about? I don’t have a-“
It seemed to be attached to Buck’s belt so he just groped it for a second, trying to figure out how to get it off when Buck’s entire body went rigid and he realized that the item he was holding didn’t exactly feel like a flashlight was supposed to. It was in a similar shape, sure, and it was hard but it wasn’t metal hard and he’d certainly never in his life encountered a flashlight that twitched under his grip. Or one that felt so warm to the touch.
“That’s not my flashlight,” Buck informed him in a strangled voice and Eddie went rigid too as the realization sank in. It was Buck’s cock. He was shamelessly groping Buck’s cock.
Or, the one in which Buck and Eddie get stuck in a hole
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02 Oct 2025
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“Eddie,” Buck breathes, laughing humorlessly, his voice wet and thick. “If we sat here and-- and went through the list of things I want…” his hands gesture aimlessly. “We’d-- be here all night.”
Eddie nods, catching Buck’s eyes again. “Maybe-- we start with mine, then.”
The space between them feels charged with static, like the second before the thunder finally rumbles.
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Eddie’s finally choosing to be better-- finally choosing joy. He just needs a push or two in the right direction, first.
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There’s about a palm’s width of distance between Eddie’s knee and Buck’s thigh, where they’re both sitting on Eddie’s couch. It would barely take any movement at all for Eddie to just nudge his leg over a little further, press their knees together and let his rest there.
or the one where frank tells eddie he should work on letting himself want things, and eddie starts by cuddling with buck
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“How was your shift?” Buck asks sleepily.
“It was fine,” Eddie answers. “Right up until my boyfriend called me with eight hours to go and got me so turned on I had to do a midnight work out just to keep myself from jerking off in the communal showers.”
He nips at Buck's ear in reproach.
“Well, that was inconsiderate,” Buck says, a warm tendril of delight curling through his sleep-rough voice.
“Very,” Eddie agrees, nibbling at Buck’s jaw and then soothing it with his tongue. “But it’s okay. He’s going to make it up to me.”
Or, Buck and Eddie spend a week on opposite shifts and then have very sappy sex about it -
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There was something…tense…as he continued reading. Freddie followed Tuck into the back of the ambulance, holding tight to his hand, tears streaming down his face telling Tuck “don’t ever do that again, okay?”
That was when the atmosphere started to shift, and Eddie started to realize he wasn’t just reading a story about a house fire.
It was almost…romantic?
Or: After getting roped into watching the newest season of Hotshots with Christopher, Eddie falls down an internet rabbit hole about the show, where he discovers the wonderful world of archiveofourown.org.