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[“You’d fuck any stranger, if they only looked your way, wouldn’t you?” Eddie says.
(It’s how the game goes.)
“Don’t know, Eds.” He exhales, looking Eddie dead in the eyes. “She was pretty fucking good.”
Eddie scoffs, his fingers squeeze on Buck’s knee, and then higher, on his thigh.
“Maybe.” Eddie concedes. “Maybe she fucked you and made you come, but you didn’t like it, did you?”
“Eddie.”
“No one’s as good as me, is it, Buck? No one knows you like I do.”
“But you’re not jealous?”]
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After Bobby’s death, Buck falls back into old habits he swore he’d outgrown. Eddie notices, and pretends he's not burning with a feeling he refuses to name.
But grief has a way of pulling at the cracks, and love has a way of making it worse.Bookmarked by buckmills108
17 Jan 2026
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“You were good for them as well. But let’s see if I can make you feel better than those fuckers ever could. I'm going to own every moan that leaves your pretty mouth, cariño.”
Buck used to do porn. Eddie definitely shouldn’t have looked it up. But curiosity won, and somehow one video turned into several jerk-off sessions. Now he can’t stop thinking about his best friend—or the way he looked on his knees—and suddenly Eddie’s questioning a lot more than just his sanity.
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- Part 2 of Short Buddie Smut Fics
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14 Jan 2026