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A soft, needy whine slips out as his hips roll, fucking up against his fingers, chasing friction. He gets lost in the steady rhythm, jerking himself until sweat beads across his brow and his thighs start to tremble. It feels so good. So fucking good.
Buck drags the tip of his index finger through the slit along the base of his clit, guiding it right over the head before—
“Fuck,” Buck curses out, spine arching. His hole clenches down around nothing, slicked and begging for something to fill it up. “Shit.”
He opens his eyes, already reaching toward the bedside table to scrounge for something to fuck himself with.
Someone says, “Hi, Buck.”
The door is open now. Huh. He thought he’d closed it. Still half-lost in the haze, Buck rolls over, grabs a toy from the drawer, and absently mutters, “Hey, Eddie.”
He pauses. The dildo slips from his fingers and clatters against the hardwood floor. Buck rolls over fully, panting hard, and his eyes finally focus on the man leaning against the doorframe.
Eddie.
Or: Buck tries to use his own fingers, but Eddie's are always better.
Series
- Part 2 of ngl prompts.