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Buck watches Tommy walk away and he feels… Huh. He’s not sure exactly how he feels, honestly.
Happy? Relieved?
His lips still tingle with the memory of it, the pressure left by Tommy’s kiss. He’s frozen on the spot, right where Tommy left him. He laughs, the quiet sound echoing through his empty apartment. He knows Tommy had to go, had to work, but Buck stands there, watching the spot where he’d just walked out, and he wishes he’d reached for him. Pulled him back in for another kiss, more than just a faint brush of lips, more than a question.
He wants to wrap his arms around Tommy’s shoulders, pull him close, lick into his mouth.
Shit, the things he wants to do.
And it’s all new, it’s strange and different and wonderful, because when Tommy kissed him, he felt stubble scratch against his own, and Tommy’s fingers tilted his face up, not down, and even though Buck hadn’t quite managed to set his hand down, hovering it over Tommy’s shoulder in his surprise, he knows what he’d find there—broad shoulders, muscled back, so unlike anything Buck’s known before.
But he’d wanted it.
He wants it.