2 Works by nomoodforgames
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His Curious George socks slide over the floorboards with how abruptly Buck comes to a stop, almost sending him catapulting backwards. The glasses in his hands wobble. Water splatters over the rims.
In front of him, Eddie is no longer sitting on the couch. He’s on all fours by the edge of the coffee table, knees digging into hard wood, arms holding himself up. Really, the accurate term is probably all threes, considering that one of his hands has just lifted, reaching up to cup Chimney’s face.
Chimney’s face. Because they’re kissing.
Eddie and Chimney are kissing.
Their mouths are pressed together, and they’re moving, pushing and touching, and fucking kissing.
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There’s a panicked note to his voice, a slight thread of tension. Eddie feels the weight of himself triple, bones compacting in on each other.
“She’s fine,” he says quietly. “I mean, uh. Someone hit her. With a car.”
Buck’s eyes snap to him. “What? That doesn’t sound fine.”
“It was a slow car.”
“A slow car,” Buck repeats.
Eddie’s making a mess of this. He always makes a mess.
eddie and buck's dog gets hit by a car. the complication: they broke up four years ago