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Friday night.

Game night.

Or. What was supposed to be game night.

Until Chris decided to ditch them for the arcade and a sleepover.

So, instead, Buck and Eddie were on the couch. Eddie was absentmindedly watching something Buck had randomly put on, sipping a beer. Buck wasn't even watching the show he picked out, instead scrolling intensely on his laptop next to Eddie.

Looking at fucking houses.

Eddie side-eyed him as he took another sip. They had been mostly quiet tonight. Which wasn't unusual. It was comfortable to just be around each other. In the other's presence.

But fucking... houses.

"You know, I'm not kicking you out."

"We've been over this, Eds." Buck didn't even bother to look up from his screen.

They had been over it. Many times.

He just didn't understand why Buck was so intent on leaving.

"Yeah, but. I feel it bears repeating. You can stay here as long as you want."

"And what if you want to bring someone home? If I want to?" He glanced up with a raised eyebrow before looking back at the laptop. "I've already hooked up with someone once in your bed. I'm not doing it again."

Eddie blinked. Then blinked again. The words weren't processing. "Excuse me?"

Buck paused his scrolling, looking up somewhere past his laptop screen before turning to Eddie. "I... didn't tell you that?"

No. No, he had not.

"Who? Why? When?"

"Where? How? Come on, Eds, might as well ask all the questions." He gave a slight smile, trying to joke. Eddie was not in the mood, simply staring back at him expectantly. He nodded, smile dropping a bit. "Yeah, I guess the where is already answered."

"Buck."

He sighed, scrolling up and down on the page on the laptop aimlessly. "It doesn't matter."

"It does, actually. If you fucked them in my bed, I think I deserve to have my questions answered."

Buck winced at that. And maybe he was being a little... crass, but he felt the situation warranted it. He was really feeling. Some type of way. He couldn't exactly identify what it was.

Buck sighed again, leaning back against the couch. He ran a hand down his face, frowning and closing his eyes. "Tommy."

"Tommy?" Eddie repeated in disbelief. "Your ex-boyfriend Tommy?"

"Do you know another one?"

The sass wasn't needed.

Eddie just couldn't believe it. Buck hooked up with Tommy in his bed? That had him feeling even more. Some type of way.

"When?"

"Does that matter?"

"Buck."

"When you were in Texas. About 2 weeks after you left."

Wait. "During that time you weren't picking up my calls?" Because Eddie tried to call. He tried to call every day, every chance he could. Show Buck that they could still be in each other's lives.

He winced again with a slight nod. "Yeah."

"Why?"

"I don't know, Eddie!" He threw up his hands, letting out a heavy breath as he opened his eyes. Staring straight ahead. "I don't know. I was - missing you, and... I tried hanging out with Ravi, and then Tommy was there, and you weren't, and -" He looked down at his hands, opening and closing them a few times. "I don't know."

Eddie could kind of understand what he was saying through his stuttered response. He was trying to get used to the idea of not having Eddie around anymore. Physically, anyway. He needed time to adjust.

Time to... replace him?

That hurt like hell.

"So, you hooked up with Tommy in my bed while I was in Texas, and you were avoiding me?" He could hear the bit of anger in his voice. 

"It sounds bad when you say it like that."

"It sounds bad any way you say it, Buck!" Eddie took a deep breath, trying to get his anger under control. He wasn't mad at Buck, not really. It was more of a...

Possessiveness.

"So, you fucked him in my bed."

"Please, can we not -"

"How many times?"

There was a noticeable pause. Buck turned slowly to Eddie, clearly caught off guard by the question. "Huh?"

"How many times did you fuck him?" He repeated slowly. A little meanly. "How many times did you fuck him in my bed?"

He looked a little taken aback, rubbing the back of his neck and glancing away. "Uh, just the once. We were drunk after reconnecting at the bar and. I don't know. The next morning was weird. We officially ended it." He shrugged, clearing his throat awkwardly. "It was just the once. I moved in after that. Fully, I mean." 

"Why was the morning weird?"

"Eddie. I really don't think -"

"Buck. Why was the morning weird?" He moved in a little closer on the couch, eyes intent on Buck's face. Intent on the answer.

Buck straightened up. Avoided Eddie's gaze. "He - made breakfast. We were talking about maybe restarting what we had." Eddie felt a little sick at that, hands clenching. "He said some... weird things. I got mad. We broke up again, I guess. Actually. Can you really break up from a one-night stand with your ex?"

That was not the question Eddie was hung up on right now. "What did he say?"

"Eds -"

"What did he say, Buck?" Eddie set his beer down on the coffee table, moving even closer. 

Something - everything - hinged on Buck's response.

He shut his laptop and crossed his arms, defensive. He still wasn't looking at Eddie. "He... he called you the competition. Said it was good you were gone. I got mad. We argued. I resolved not to call him again. I doubt he's calling me." He shrugged again. "It really doesn't matter, Eds."

The competition?

Eddie wasn't even aware they were competing.

He always knew his place in Buck's life. He never felt threatened by Tommy.

He was the one who dressed up with Buck for Chim's bachelor party. He was the one Buck spent that night with. He was the one who really helped Buck with his boils. Who Buck came to after he and Tommy broke up. Eddie had let Buck into his joy that night while Buck tried to lighten his misery.

There was so much history between him and Buck.

There was no competition there.

Eddie usually repressed this side of himself, at least to Buck. But things had been different, hadn't they? He was trying to be more of himself.

And right now, something inside him was screaming for Buck. 

He wouldn't deny himself this time.

"What did you say?" His voice had a little bit of a growl to it.

Buck shivered a little, letting out a long breath. "I don't know, really. I don't remember."

"Bullshit."

That was all he said as he awaited a response. Watching as Buck chewed the inside of his cheek and looked down at his laptop. "I told him... I - told him that I didn't have to have feelings for everyone I slept with and... that I don't have to sleep with everyone I have feelings for."

That first part was harsh. Eddie couldn't deny getting a sick satisfaction from it.

But.

The second part.

That Eddie could work with.

He grabbed the laptop off of Buck's lap and set it on the coffee table. Then, he swung his leg over to straddle him on the couch.

Buck's hands hovered about his waist as he finally looked at him. "Eddie, what's -"

"You're right. Tommy was being weird. To think we were competing when we already know who wins. Every. Single. Time." He leaned in, lips hovering inches from Buck's. "Right?"

Buck nodded as his eyes stayed transfixed on Eddie's mouth. His eyes darted up as he licked his own lips. "What's... happening here, Eds?"

"Tommy should know about that saying. You know the one, right?" He ghosted his lips along Buck's cheek to his ear before whispering, "Don't mess with Texas."

He grinned at Buck's groan before leaning back to capture his mouth. The kiss was punishing, nipping.

Claiming.

Eddie bit and sucked at Buck's lips, wanting them swollen from his mouth. He wanted him begging, completely forgetting Tommy even existed. 

He jerked his hips forward when Buck's hands finally landed on them, encouraging him to grind. Buck let out another moan at the sensation, his own hips stuttering up. He ripped his mouth away to breathe, so Eddie just attacked his neck instead.

"Wait, wait, fuck, wait," he panted, one hand flying to the back of Eddie's head. It clenched and unclenched in his hair a few times, as if unsure whether to pull Eddie away or keep him there. Press him in more, if he could.

He smirked against Buck's neck before biting harshly. When Buck whimpered, he let go, soothing it with his tongue before leaving a tiny kiss on it. He leaned back to inspect his handiwork, lifting his thumb to the new mark. Rubbing over it slowly. Buck whined beneath him.

"Beautiful, cariño. Beautiful, and all mine."

Buck's eyes went wide before he began nodding vigorously. "Yeah. Yeah, if - if you want that, then. I'm all yours."

"Good. And I'm all yours." Eddie pressed a soft kiss against his lips. The softest they'd had. He almost didn't want to end it with how sweet Buck was beneath him. How beautifully he opened up for him. 

But he also had other plans in mind. 

He released Buck's mouth to start kissing his way down his body instead. He nipped at his neck before leaning back to tug Buck's hoodie off. Buck eagerly jumped into help, throwing it across the living room. Eddie didn't see where it landed - didn't care - as he continued his descent. 

Sucking at Buck's collarbone. Biting at his tattoo. Licking across his nipple. Kissing above his belly button, all the way down to the top of his jeans. 

Leaving as many marks on his chest as he could along the way.

Then, on his knees before Buck, looking up at him, Eddie couldn't stop thinking about being before an altar. Worshipping the only thing he ever truly believed in.

Buck. 

All he stood for. All of who he was.

All that Eddie wanted for his own.

He could see Buck's cock straining through his jeans. He felt a possessive surge running through him as he started undoing Buck's pants. 

Only for Buck's hands to stop him.

"Wait."

Eddie paused, looking up at Buck through his eyelashes. "What is it, querido?"

Buck shivered before answering, "You never answered me earlier. What is this? What's - happening?" 

"I thought that was fairly obvious." He looked pointedly back and forth between Buck's dick and his face.

Buck let out a half groan, half laugh. "Come on, you asshole. You know what I mean." He fidgeted with Eddie's fingers, not looking at him for long. "Is this just like - sex or...?"

Truthfully, Eddie hadn't thought much beyond his plans for tonight. Having Buck laid out in his bed, exhausted with every last drop of pleasure wrung out of him. Eddie curled around him, finally surrounded by everything that he could officially claim as his.

So, he supposed that was the answer.

Why not let himself have all of it?

He pressed a kiss to the back of Buck's hand. Then another. "You think that now that I finally have you, I ever want to let you go again?" His eyes flashed up to Buck's face. His slightly open mouth. His pink cheeks. His blue, blue eyes stared at Eddie in awe. 

This was all his now. 

No way was he losing it.

"I plan to show you how much better I am than Tommy. Than anyone."

Buck breathed in a slow, shuddering breath as Eddie kissed above the button of his jeans. "I thought you weren't in a competition?"

"I'm not. But that doesn't mean you can't still reap some rewards." He left a sucking kiss right at the waist of Buck's jeans.

Buck's hips jumped up a little at that as his breathing got faster. "Sex before the first date? Moving pretty fast, aren't we?"

"You haven't even heard my proposal yet." And maybe Eddie was a little mean to say that, only to immediately follow it up with flicking the button of Buck's jeans open. Pulling the zipper down with his teeth.

Buck moaned as his hands flew to Eddie's head. "Proposal?"

"For you to marry me." Eddie started trying to work Buck's jeans off. But that was hard when the other party didn't help at all. He gave Buck a playfully annoyed look as he glanced up at him. Only to stop at the pure amazement on his face.

"You... you really want to marry me?" His face told Eddie all he needed to know. The utter disbelief. The pleading, desperate hope.

Eddie paused in trying to get Buck's jeans off. He left a kiss right above the waistband of his underwear before leaning up to capture Buck's lips. The kiss was tender, Eddie pouring all of the love and emotion he felt about Buck being his into it. He wanted him in all ways. Every way he could have him.

He pulled back, resting their foreheads together. They were both panting, sharing the same breath. Eddie lifted a hand to stroke Buck's cheek. Up to his birthmark. "Buck. Cariño. I can't stand the thought of you going out and finding another Tommy. Another Taylor. Another Abby. Now that I have you, in all the ways I've wanted for years." He pressed a kiss to Buck's birthmark. "I would be an idiot to give you up. I want you to be mine. I want to be yours. Forever, if you'd have me."

Buck's exhale was as shaky as his nod. "Yeah. Forever sounds pretty good."

"I think so, too." He rubbed his nose against Buck's with a smile. "Now, can I please suck you off?"

Buck chuckled a little, running his hands through Eddie's hair. Down his back. "Well, since you asked so nicely."

He pressed a quick kiss to Buck's nose before getting off his lap and back on his knees. With Buck's help, he was able to work his jeans down to his thighs. His cock jumped upwards a bit as it was exposed, a spurt of precome dribbling down the side. Eddie felt his mouth water, which was new. He never felt this desperate for another man's dick before. For sex in general.

But god, for some reason, he couldn't control himself anymore. He dove in, swallowing Buck down to the hilt. Or trying to anyway.

"Whoa, Eds!"

Yeah. That was probably a mistake.

He gagged a little, coughing as he pulled back up.

"Too much?" His voice was raspy as he coughed some more.

Buck smiled softly at him, brushing his hair away from his face. "Yeah, for you." He looked at Eddie consideringly before understanding dawned. "Is this... your first time with a guy?"

Eddie glanced away, sudden embarrassment flooding him. "Um. It - it might be."

"Hey." Buck's hand on his face was as gentle as his voice as he turned it towards him. Eddie was stunned by the absolute... Love he saw in his expression. "I am honored to be your first."

There was nothing for Eddie to do but turn his head and press a kiss to Buck's palm. "My first." He liked the sound of that. "Definitely my last." 

He liked the sound of that even more.

"Can... can a first be a last?" 

His question was a little guarded. A little unsure. His thumb absentmindedly stroked Eddie's cheek while he waited for an answer.

Eddie thought the answer was obvious. 

"Why not? If you're sure of the person."

That seemed to take Buck back a bit. But he recovered quickly, nodding. "Yeah. If you're sure of the person." His hand drifted up from Eddie's cheek to thread through the hair at the back of his head. He pushed a little. "Now. Don't you have my cock to suck, sweetheart?"

Eddie tried to suppress his shiver at that. But he wasn't sure how successful he was, given Buck's self-satisfied smirk. "Get bratty on me, and I'll take back my offer." His words were undercut by his grabbing hold of Buck's dick again.

He just scoffed in response. "That's the biggest lie, Eds. We both know you love my brattiness." He guided Eddie closer to his cock, shuddering a bit as Eddie's warm breath hit the sensitive tip. "You love it almost as much as I love riling you up."

With a pinch to Buck's side that had him gasping, Eddie went slower this time. He left small, wet kisses down the length. Brought one hand up to play with his balls, the other rubbing along Buck's heaving chest. He ran his hand back down as he kissed back up, only to suckle at the tip. The little bit of precome that sputtered out. His hand stroked along the rest of Buck's length.

"Fuck, Eds. That's so good, baby." His hand clenched in Eddie's hair, only to release to run through the strands.

Eddie groaned at all the sensations as he took Buck deeper. The feel of him in his mouth, the hot skin resting against his tongue. The feel of Buck's hand in his hair, tugging every now and then, as if he wanted to guide Eddie but also didn't want to push him. The smell and taste of his cock and precome were intoxicating.

He flicked his eyes up to see Buck staring back through half-lidded ones, eyes dark, pleasure clouding his expression.

He put that there.

Buck was in that state because of him. 

He took the hand not stroking Buck's dick to stroke his own through his sweatpants. The noises Buck was emitting were taking him higher and higher.

He was hard and leaking through his pants.

He was pretty sure he could come just like this.

"Eds, fuck, I'm close. I'm so close, sweetheart."

Eddie groaned as Buck's hips jerked a little, cock brushing against his throat. He flashed his eyes up at Buck before pulling off. His hands continued stroking both Buck and himself. 

He was a little impressed with his multitasking. 

"Come for me, querido. I want to taste you."

"Fuck, I - Fuck. Eddie."

Eddie quickly sucked him back down, flicked his tongue under the head. Along the slit and...

He shivered as Buck came and came and came down his throat. He groaned as he tried to lick up every last drop. Swallow it all. He shuddered a little at the bitter taste but stroked faster at the thought of a piece of Buck in him now.

Eddie moaned again as he came in his pants at that thought. Now he just needed to get his come into Buck.

Fully claim him.

That thought had his cock spurting one last time as Buck also seemed to be slowing down. Eddie pulled off, breathing heavy during the comedown.

He closed his eyes as Buck petted his head resting on his thigh. 

They were quiet as they caught their breath.

Once they had, Eddie kind of thought this was when the awkwardness would set in. Maybe some regret. But all he felt was bliss. 

Well. And excitement for everything else he could do with Buck. The joy of being able to have Buck all for himself.

This... probably wasn't what that hot priest meant by choosing joy. 

But he just didn't know this was Eddie's joy.

Hell. Eddie hadn't even fully realized himself at that point.

Or. More like didn't let himself have it.

But things had changed.

He left a kiss on Buck's thigh. To his flagging cock. Back up his chest to his face where Buck captured his lips. He shivered a bit, presumably at the taste of himself in Eddie's mouth. It almost made Eddie wish he had kept some, fed it to Buck. 

He tweaked one of Buck's nipples as he curled their tongues together, letting Buck in deeper. Buck moaned as he pulled away. "Fuck, Eddie." He laughed a little as Eddie kissed all over his cheeks. His blushing pink cheeks. His grin was huge as he said, "That was... amazing."

"Good for a last?" Eddie asked around his kisses.

"Hopefully not a last. With you, in case that wasn't clear." 

Eddie huffed a laugh against his cheek before pulling back. He watched his thumb as it stroked over the still-heated skin. His own smile was soft. "The way you came down my throat, screaming my name, kind of cleared up any confusion."

Buck rolled his eyes with a scoff. "I hardly screamed your name."

"Oh? Is that a challenge, cariño?"

"Not right now, it isn't. Maybe in 10 minutes."

Eddie laughed, settling himself more in Buck's lap. After pressing one last kiss to his pliant, willing mouth, of course. 

"It's not fair you're still dressed." Eddie could hear the pout in Buck's voice as he tugged at Eddie's shirt. "Did you even come? Because I -"

"Buck." Eddie leaned back, grabbed one of Buck's hands off his hips, and guided it down to the front of his sweatpants. The very wet front of his sweatpants. 

"Oh."

"Yeah. Oh." 

"That's so -" His thumb flicked over Eddie's cock through the fabric. It drew a shiver out of Eddie that had him smirking sinfully. "Hot. But it'd be even hotter without this." He tugged again at Eddie's shirt until finally he obliged, helping him get it off.

Once the offending article was out of the way, Buck seemed content to just touch all of his skin that he could reach. He got himself comfortable in Buck's lap again, letting him touch to his heart's content. Getting his own soft touches in.

It tickled a little when Buck's fingers traced circles along his back. He knew he needed to get out of his sweatpants before things got uncomfortable. But he couldn't get himself up.

"You know, I lied to Maddie." He chuckled a little when Eddie hummed in confusion. "I told her I wasn't in love with you. I lied to Tommy, too, but I feel less bad about that. He was being a dick." He stroked along Eddie's back. His arm. Up to the side of his face. "It was miserable without you here."

"I'm here now, Buck. And I'm staying."

"Then so am I. I'll always stay for you, Eds. It's always been you." He paused and huffed a laugh. "We are getting married, after all."

God. Eddie didn't know how he got so lucky.

He pressed a kiss to Buck's chest, right above his heart. "I'm gonna get you such a pretty ring."

"Yeah? What if I wanted to be the one who got you a ring?"

"I'm the one who proposed."

"You did. And then blew my brains out through my dick. I really feel like you're doing all the work here."

"Good." Another kiss to Buck's pulse point. "You deserve to be spoiled."

"Eddie." Buck squirmed a little under him. He pinched his side to calm him back down. He wasn't quite ready yet.

But. Maybe he could have some fun in the meantime.

"You're just such a good boy. My good boy." He felt Buck's breath get a little heavier. He let his kisses linger a little more. Press a little deeper.

"Fuck, Eddie! That's not fair. You know I can't go again yet." Despite his words, his hands pulled him in even closer, encouraging his affection.

Who was he to deny him?

"You make me feel so good, all the time." Another kiss to Buck's collarbone. "So good to me. So good for me."

He was sucking another mark into Buck's neck when he felt him squirm a little. He kicked his pants and underwear off before getting his hands under Eddie's thighs and.

Fucking picked him up.

"Fuck," Eddie groaned, giving him a rewarding kiss. "That's so hot. You're so hot," he mumbled against his lips before trying to deepen it.

Buck broke it before he could with a grin. "Glad you approve. Now, no distracting me, I gotta get us to bed in one piece."

"Fuck yes. Great plan." Eddie felt his answering chuckle rumble against where his cheek lay on his neck. He turned his head to press a kiss to it. Then pressed a deeper, wetter kiss against a little mole he had never noticed before.

Buck stumbled a bit. "Eds."

"What?"

"I said no distracting me."

"I gotta entertain myself somehow, querido."

Another stumble.

"Stop it."

Eddie was going to, but... being a brat sounded way more fun. Besides, he considered it payback for Buck being so difficult himself tonight. He nipped at the same mole he just kissed. He hadn't even realized they had made it to the bedroom until Buck threw him on the bed. He bounced a little, spreading out his legs.

"Fuck, you think I'm hot?" Buck practically ripped off his sweatpants and boxers. "Look at you. Such a pretty thing, all spread out for me."

Eddie moaned, throwing his head back against the pillows and spreading his legs wider. It was almost involuntary at that point.

Buck just grinned as he climbed in between his legs, snaking up to meet him, leaving little random kisses and marks on the way. One to his ankle. His inner thigh. A teasing kiss to his quickly hardening dick. Under his belly button. His nipple, which he also swirled his tongue over. Collarbone. Neck. He stopped when they were finally face-to-face again.

His grin softened into a smile. "Hi."

Eddie laughed. "Hi, you dork." He playfully flicked Buck's nose.

He just wiggled it in response, smiling wider at Eddie's laugh. "I don't know who you're calling a dork. Did you really say 'don't mess with Texas'?"

"I was trying to be hot! Sexy. Enticing." He wriggled his eyebrows ridiculously to get Buck to laugh. He grinned as it worked. "Besides, am I wrong? Tommy should have known he never stood a chance."

"Let's not talk about Tommy." He looked at Eddie, consideringly, tilting his head a bit. "Why not go with the classic save a horse, ride a cowboy?" He began peppering kisses over Eddie's neck. 

Yeah. Tommy had no place here. He felt he proved that enough tonight.

He instead tried his hardest to focus on the conversation. He turned his head a little to give Buck more room.

Talk about distracting.

Between Buck's hands, his mouth working his own marks into Eddie's skin. His dick Eddie could feel rubbing against his thigh. He didn't know what he should focus on.

Probably the conversation. It was obviously what Buck wanted anyway.

"That felt cliche."

He hummed against Eddie's chest before looking up with a cocked eyebrow. "And don't mess with Texas isn't? Besides, all I think about with that saying is that it was created to discourage littering." He resumed his task of driving Eddie insane with his sinful mouth.

"Was it -" He cut off with a gasp as Buck abruptly moved back up and bit his nipple before soothing over it with his tongue. Eddie pushed both of his hands into Buck's hair to give himself something to hold onto.

Something to ground himself.

He regained his breathing as Buck continued his previous downward path. "Was it what?" Buck asked, smugly, the bastard.

Eddie tugged at his hair, relishing in the moan it wrung out of him. "Two can play at that game, cariño."

He moaned again, resting his forehead against Eddie's belly as he took a few breaths. "I was just trying to know what you were going to ask."

"Uh huh. You know what you were doing."

Buck looked up with a wink. Eddie rolled his eyes. "I was asking if it was really started because of littering." He knocked his thigh against Buck's side before leaving it there.

"Shouldn't you know? You're the one from Texas." He sat up a little as he hovered right over Eddie's cock. His eyes traced the path his lips just left, back up to Eddie's face. "God. You're beautiful, Eds."

Eddie felt his face heat up at that. He looked away. "Shut up."

He tapped two fingers against Eddie's cheek to get him to look back. Eddie did with a glare. "You just blush so pretty, darlin'. Don't hide from me." He winked again at Eddie, who narrowed his eyes further.

"What was that?"

"What? You don't like my accent? Well, that just hurts my feelings, cupcake." He even put a hand over his heart.

"That is not a Texan accent."

"You think you can do better, cowboy?"

"I know I can, darlin'." He drew out the 'darlin' in his best accent. And it seemed he won, given the breathless awe Buck gazed down at him with.

"You should use your accent more, Eds, because damn."

Eddie chuckled as he brought his legs up and around Buck's waist. "I'll see what I can do, querido. Now, I think I said something about making you scream?"

"Oh no, you don't." Buck put his hands on Eddie's thighs as they flexed. Then seemed to get distracted as he pet at them. "You already did so much tonight. It's your turn to just lie back and have your mind blown."

"But I -"

Buck was hearing none of it as he moved down to Eddie's cock, lifting his legs to rest over his shoulders.

But instead of sucking at his dick like he expected, Buck went further back. First sucking his balls and then.

"Fuck me. Buck."

He'd never had someone eat him out before.

He felt so... sensitive. It felt like all of his nerve endings were on fire. The wet. The heat. Buck's skilled tongue probing into the deepest part of him. 

Every once in a while, he pulled back to lay kisses and nips along Eddie's thighs. Only to dive right back in. His tongue thrusting in a rhythm that drove Eddie wild. His hips bucked up as he grabbed onto Buck's hair.

"Oh, that's so good, cariño. You're so good. More." Buck moaned against him as he tugged at his hair, which the vibrations from that...

With his free hand, Eddie reached for his cock. He stroked along with the rhythm of Buck's tongue. He closed his eyes, imagining Buck ramming his dick into him. The same tempo as his tongue. Slow and shallow, then fast and deep, driving Eddie insane.

Before he knew it, he was coming, choking out Buck's name. He pulled back, letting his fingers trace around Eddie's entrance, slightly pushing in. Letting the come hit him in the face. He opened his mouth to swallow some, and that had Eddie spurting a little more.

Once he seemed done, Buck pressed a light kiss to his dick before moving up his body. On his way, he lapped up the come that had landed on Eddie's body. Around his cock. Below his belly button. Up on his chest? 

He can't remember the last time he came that hard. That... much.

It left him boneless on the bed, content to just pet Buck's hair. Let him lick and suck to his heart's content.

Just like earlier, the thought hit him.

I'm inside him now. 

He could still taste Buck lingering in his mouth. The thought had his cock weakly jumping. 

Buck noticed, smirking as he made his way up to Eddie. "What are you thinking about?"

"You." He lifted his hand to stroke along Buck's eyebrow. That's when he noticed. "You're still hard."

Buck glanced down before looking back up a little sheepishly. "Yeah, I just wanted to make sure you were taken care of."

Eddie pulled him down for a sweet kiss. How could he not?

"Come on me," he panted into his mouth. "Fuck me."

Buck laughed against his lips. "Which one?"

Eddie leaned back a bit, confused. "Both?"

"I don't know if you're ready yet for that, sweetheart." He ran a hand over Eddie's dick before tracing a finger back over his entrance. Eddie shivered from the oversensitivity. He didn't think he appreciated Buck's smirk, telling him he proved his point. Or was self-satisfied.

Probably both.

"Fine, then come on me," Eddie huffed, trying to tug Buck back down.

"Wow, bossy. Where's the politeness from earlier?"

"That left along with my orgasm." He tugged again. "Which I want to give you, so come on."

"Bossy and pushy? Wow. Here I am, trying to savor this -"

"Okay. Fine. You want to put off your orgasm, be my guest." Eddie let go and started playing with his nipples. Partly to tease Buck, partly to get himself back in for round three. It also just felt good, the flesh still a little sensitive from Buck's attention earlier.

Buck licked his lips as he watched his hands work. "Well, let's not be hasty." He moved a little further up Eddie's body, cock sliding along his belly. He pushed Eddie's hands out of the way, taking over the attention on his nipples. 

Flicking. Twisting. Rubbing. Eddie moaned when Buck leaned down and started sucking on them. Biting. Soothing. 

"Fuck. Come up here, querido. Let me help."

Buck paid him no attention, reaching his own hand down to touch himself.

Eddie huffed, not understanding why Buck was being so stubborn. He deserved attention, too. 

It was difficult to concentrate with the absolute assault Buck was laying on his chest. But finally, Eddie managed to grab the lube from his bedside table. He popped it open and lubed up his hand.

Buck's eyes darted up from his chest. He leaned up a bit. His hand slowed while a line of spit connected his puffy lower lip to Eddie's nipple. "What are you -"

He didn't get to finish his question as Eddie brought his fingers to Buck's entrance. His eyes went wide before closing on a groan as one entered him.

Eddie started slow, getting used to fingering someone like this. He had done it to himself a few times and to his past partners, of course. But this felt... different.

Buck was just so tight. So hot, gripping Eddie's finger and refusing to let go. The sounds he made were intoxicating, sinful.

Addicting.

Buck pushed back a little against Eddie's hand. His head dropped to Eddie's chest, laying a kiss in the center. His hand sped up as he panted out, "More. Please, sweetheart, I need more."

"Shh, it's okay. I got you." He added another finger. His other hand came up to pet Buck's curls - an action Buck leaned into as his hand tried to match the rhythm of Eddie's fingers. "You're doing so well, querido. You're so beautiful. So pretty. All for me."

Buck nodded, pressing another desperate kiss against Eddie's chest as he whined. "All for you."

"I want you to come for me, cariño. Come on me. Mark me as yours."

Buck obliged, sitting up. Eddie watched as he hand stroked furiously at his dick. He looked right on the edge. 

Eddie added another finger, pushed right up against his prostate, and.

Buck coming was a beautiful thing to witness. His mouth falling open into a delicious little 'o' Eddie wanted to lick into. His pretty, flushed cheeks. His heaving chest. The spurts of warm come splashing on Eddie's chest. Up to his chin.

He never felt so claimed.

He reached up his hand not inside Buck to swirl the come around on his chest. Press it in, as if he could absorb it into himself.

Buck groaned above him, prompting Eddie to glance up. He was staring down at him, eyes half-lidded with a small, possessive smile on his face. He began helping Eddie rub in his come before scooping some up on his fingers and pressing it to Eddie's mouth.

Eddie sucked on his fingers, moving his tongue over them to get every last drop. His fingers were still inside Buck, working him through his orgasm.

Once Buck's dick spurted out one last shot, Eddie fell back on the bed. He was satisfied, for the time being. Now that Buck had been taken care of.

Buck seemed to have the same idea as he flopped down, landing right on Eddie's chest. Eddie let him catch his breath, twirling curls around on his head.

He laughed a little, which had Eddie smiling before he even knew why. "What's got you laughing?"

"I just." He lifted his head, resting his chin on Eddie's chest to smile up at him. "Is this real? It doesn't feel real."

"Yeah. I get that." He curled a lock around his finger before moving his thumb to stroke over his birthmark. "I never thought I would have this. Have you."

"You always had me, Eds." He left a little kiss on his chest. 

Eddie shook his head. "Not like this. Not like I wanted to." His eyes stayed locked on his thumb, rubbing over the lovely pink birthmark. Fading now slightly from its vivid pink that always came with Buck... exerting himself. "I denied myself this for so long. I'm an idiot."

"Hey." The demand in his voice had Eddie's eyes snapping to meet his. "You are not an idiot. There were a lot of other factors in your denying yourself. And if you're an idiot, I'm an idiot too." His smile was a little self-deprecating. "Two of my main reasons I couldn't be in love with you were that you were straight and a renter."

Eddie blinked down at him. "That was your reasoning?"

He shrugged, dragging his fingertip in circles around Eddie's nipple. "It made sense at the time. I did think you were straight."

"I wanted to be straight. It would be easier." He could see his words hurt Buck a little as he looked away. He moved his hand to cup Buck's face and turn it back up. He needed him to hear every word. "I'm glad I'm not. It may be easier, but if it meant missing out on you? On this? I'm glad I'm not. You make me so happy, Buck. Probably the happiest I've ever been. Just being with you, living with you, being around you? You make me happy." He snorted a little. "This whole thing started because I got possessive over you. Truth be told, I hated seeing you with Tommy."

"Why?" He tilted his head in curiosity, squinting a little. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I kind of love it. But why now?"

Eddie shrugged, playing with his hair again. "I was always a little jealous of your partners. But with him, it was my first time seeing you with a man, so it was easier to imagine him as me, and - I don't know. I just hated it."

He gladly accepted the kiss Buck surged up to give him, though it did take him back a little. It was soft, tender. Buck equally so when he pulled back, rubbing his thumb over Eddie's bottom lip. "You have me. I'm yours. You're mine. You make me happy, too."

Eddie kissed him again, but let it go a bit deeper. A bit filthier. Buck whined against his lips, rubbing his quickly hardening cock against Eddie's thigh. He broke the kiss to instead suck on Eddie's neck. "Fuck me."

"Yeah. You like this?" His hand drifted down to Buck's still loose hole from his earlier fingering. He whined again.

"No, Eddie." He sat up, hands on either side of Eddie's head. "Fuck me."

"Oh. Oh - okay. We can... do that. Um." He looked around the bed while Buck laughed a little. 

"Lube? And condoms?"

"Right. Yes. Those... things." He grabbed the lube again as Buck kissed over the bruises he left. He would press in just a bit, the dull hurt of them distracting Eddie. "Fuck, Buck."

Buck looked up with a wink. "That's the idea." He sat up, grabbed the lube from him, and quickly spread it over his fingers. "Condoms?"

"Uh, I don't... have any?"

He paused, staring up at Eddie with a raised eyebrow. "That a question?"

"You were the last one to sleep with someone here." The thought had another possessive snarl building in his chest. But he was about to have Buck. Completely. He could be patient.

"Right. Um. I haven't been with anyone since... " he trailed off at Eddie's look. "That - incident. And we always used condoms. I just got tested a few weeks ago, too. It's a habit I still have from my Buck 1.0 days. Get tested after every hookup, even with protection being used."

"Good to know you were safe, at least. I, uh. Haven't been with anyone since Marisol. And I got tested after our last... bout, I guess you could call it. And we used condoms too; it was the only contraceptive she allowed. Being a past nun and all, she had some... interesting ideas."

He went breathless as he watched Buck's hand reach back. Buck groaned as his fingers presumably entered him.

Eddie was enraptured.

"As much as I love hearing you talk," Buck moaned out. "I should remind you who you're with now." He tried to look reprimanding at Eddie, but that was dampened by his flushed cheeks and desperate pants. "I can do without hearing about the marathon sex you had with your ex."

"Hey, that rhymed." Eddie didn't even fully register what he was saying anymore. He was too busy trying to crane his neck to watch what Buck was doing. "We could probably go for longer." His hands clamped Buck's waist, fingers reaching back to meet his rapidly moving ones.

Buck whimpered at the feel of Eddie's fingers, going even faster, grinding his hips. "Yeah?" 

"Fuck, yes." Eddie's own cock - fully hard now - knocked against Buck's hand. It was driving him crazy. "Already two down. Let's go for the title." Eddie smirked at Buck's huff of laughter. He reached up with one of his hands to tweak his nipple, satisfied when he closed his eyes on a moan. "Fuck, you're so pretty." 

"You're one to talk." He pulled out his fingers, grabby, impatient hands flailing to find Eddie's dick. "You could help, you know."

He drifted his hands over Buck's ass, squeezing. "Sorry, querido. My hands are full."

"Wow. And you call me cheesy." Buck laughed before smiling happily as his hand finally got hold of it. "I got it!" He wiggled triumphantly.

"I call you cheesy because you do ridiculous things like that." Eddie chuckled. "I love you."

Buck absolutely melted at that, leaning forward to kiss him, positioning his dick.

And sitting back on it all at once.

They moaned pretty much in unison, though Buck's was a bit breathless.

"Give a guy some warning next time!"

Buck chuckled as he steadied himself on Eddie's chest, taking a deep breath. "I think my body would have liked that, too. But I also can't regret it."

"How - does it feel?" The question was asked haltingly. A little shyly. But he also needed to know. Buck around him, warm and tight, felt amazing, but what did it feel like from the other side?

"Uh." Buck moved a little and let out a quiet whine. "I feel really - full. Sensitive? Like you're everywhere inside me, touching every part of me."

That sounded... incredible.

Buck looked down at him as he started to fully move, nails scraping against Eddie's chest. "You've never been fucked before, huh?"

Eddie raised his hips to meet Buck's movements, feeling him clench around him on every upwards thrust. "No. But I want you to."

Buck slowed to a halt. Blinking down at Eddie as if... surprised?

Oh. He was doing something very wrong if Buck was surprised.

So, he responded the only way he could. By doing what Buck denied him earlier. He clenched his thighs around Buck's waist and flipped them.

Buck stared up at him with wide eyes. "Damn. I knew your thighs were - but fuck." He splayed his hands over them, thumbs rubbing reverently.

Eddie just smirked down at him before beginning to thrust. "I just saw how shocked you were at my request." He gave a particularly hard thrust in and must have hit Buck just right as he jerked on the bed. His hips began moving desperately, matching Eddie's move for move. "I love you, querido. And I need you to fuck me."

Buck nodded frantically before throwing his head back. His hands clenched around Eddie's thighs. "Yeah, yeah. I - I'll fuck you."

"Promise?" Another pointed thrust.

Another frantic nod along with a beautiful whine. 

"How are you so good at this? Y - you shouldn't be this good." Buck reached down to grab his hard, red, leaking cock only for Eddie to slap it away and grab it himself.

"You may be the first man I've fucked, but you aren't the first hole." A whimper from Buck as his hands roamed over his body. Over Eddie's. As if not knowing what to touch. What to focus on.

Perfect.

Eddie leaned down to kiss along Buck's exposed neck. He changed the rhythm of his hand to match his hips. Buck was trying to keep up but was quickly losing the plot. "You're also the best. So good for me." This whine had a desperate edge to it. "So tight. You never want to let me go, huh?"

"Never." Buck opened his eyes, gazing up at Eddie blearily. "Never," he repeated, as if he needed to know Eddie heard it. Understood it.

Eddie dove into kiss him, mumbling against his lips, "Come for me, cariño. Let me see you."

A man could get drunk off the sound Buck made as he came. A mangled mixture of Eddie's name, curses, and endearment. Eddie couldn't tell exactly what was said, but he tried to focus on Buck as he came, continuing to fuck him through both of their orgasms. Buck was rippling around him, come spurting up his chest, onto Eddie's. 

With one final thrust, Eddie pushed the last of his come into Buck. Wanting it to stay in him as long as possible. That feral animal in his chest purred with satisfaction. Buck's cock gave out his last final spurts before he flopped back like a puppet with its strings cut.

Eddie was quick to follow suit, dropping down onto him, causing a soft oof. 

"3 for 3," Eddie joked, leaving a kiss on Buck's chest. He felt it rumble as Buck laughed. 

"Not bad, I'd say." His fingers began petting through Eddie's hair. "How many times do we have to beat?"

"Five."

"Five?"

Eddie raised his head to look at Buck, resting his chin on his sternum. He saw some come near him and reached out a finger to scoop it up. "Yeah. Five. Sex was our main form of communication." Maybe their only form. Even without... everything else that happened, he wasn't sure they would have lasted.

Buck huffed, watching Eddie swirl his come around his chest. "Well, then, give me a second. Then we can go get cleaned up, and by then, we'll be ready for round four."

"I have a better idea for getting us cleaned up." Eddie winked before sitting up a bit. His movements had him shifting inside Buck, both of them shivering a bit. Once he was above him, he started licking up the come on Buck's chest.

"Fuck." Buck's hands clenched in Eddie's hair, tugging a bit. 

Just like earlier, Eddie loved the thought of Buck inside him. A piece of him, filling him up. He licked all around his chest, making sure to get every last drop. Around Buck's collarbones. His nipples. His belly button. Up to his neck and chin, there was so much. He would press into previous marks just to hear Buck's noises. Playing him like an instrument.

Once Buck was clean, glistening with Eddie's spit, he felt his possessiveness roar back to life. 

He had to pull out, grab some of his come that leaked out of Buck to smear it on his chest, rub it into him. He was Eddie's. Eddie was his. He was never letting this go. 

Buck just smiled up at him lovingly, reaching a hand up to stroke his cheek. "I love you."

Eddie leaned down, capturing Buck's lips in a sweet, tender kiss. Then another. Another.

Until Buck laughed against his lips. "We really do have to clean up, Eds. I feel disgusting." Despite his words, he didn't pull back from the kiss.

Eddie groaned before rolling over and off him. He lay on his side, watching as Buck stood up, stretching. His eyes traced along his back, his ass. All the smooth, pale skin on display before him.

Damn. Still so much skin unmarked.

Buck was about to walk away when he sat up, wrapping his arms around his waist. 

"Eds," he laughed, mock exasperated. "Come on, I need a shower." He pushed at Eddie's arms halfheartedly. 

Eddie began laying kisses along his spine before moving down his back. Biting in random places to make his mark.

His groans were beautiful.

"I can feel your come dripping out of me, Eddie. I need to go." Another half-hearted push. 

"In a second," he mumbled against his back before biting and sucking a bruise.

It was longer than a second, but by the time Eddie was done, Buck was shivering in his arms. His cock was at half-mast. Eddie reached around to stroke it to full hardness.

"Eddie, I wanted to clean up before going again."

"We can finish it in the shower, if that's what you want, cariño." He kissed his way up to Buck's ear to whisper, "Maybe I can try eating you out."

Needless to say, they did not make it to the shower. They made it to the bathroom, though, Buck leaning on the counter. He had to watch himself in the mirror while Eddie ate him out, licking out the last of his come. His cock rested on the counter, fully hard. he was moving his hips, searching for friction that wasn't there. 

He hadn't actually grabbed his cock, though, which was interesting.

Eddie had told him not to touch himself yet - he wanted to fuck him in front of the mirror, see how they looked together - but he didn't think he would actually listen.

"Eddie, fuck. Come on, stop teasing."

Eddie pulled away, slapping Buck's ass, which elicited the most delicious moan. "It's called savoring, querido."

"Fine. Then stop savoring."

"So demanding." He stood, wrapping his arms around Buck's waist. He kissed Buck's shoulder as his dick slid between his ass cheeks. "So greedy."

"Eddie," Buck whined, pushing his hips back. Or at least, he tried to. Eddie stilled him with the grip he had on him. 

"Shh, all in good time, cariño." He ran his fingers lightly up and down Buck's sides. He began thrusting slowly, the tip of his cock catching on Buck's hole now and again.

Buck once again tried to push back, coaxing Eddie into going faster. But he was stopped once again by Eddie's tight grip. "You should learn some patience." He left a kiss on Buck's shoulder.

He shivered as he fell back into Eddie's arms. Their eyes met in the mirror. Buck's - half-lidded and glazed over. Eddie's - surprised him. They were so... dark. That possessive creature in his chest purring with having Buck so pliant in his arms.

He decided he deserved what he wanted.

"That's a good boy." His dick slid easily into Buck's still loose hole. He shivered again, melting even more into Eddie's arms.

He groaned out a long, "Eddie."

This round didn't last as long as the others, and Eddie could feel himself - and Buck - waning a bit. That didn't stop them from having a fifth go around in the shower, exchanging lazy hand jobs while they kissed.

"I honestly didn't know I had it in me to go so many times." Buck huffed a laugh as he dried his hair. "I haven't done this many rounds in one night since my early twenties."

Eddie wrapped his own towel around his waist before moving over to help Buck dry off. His hands were gentle, almost worshipful, as he ran the towel over his wild curls. His neck and chest, littered with the marks Eddie left.

"I was sort of surprised, too." He pressed his thumb into a mark right above Buck's nipple. He looked like he had been mauled by some sort of wild animal. Not that he didn't get some bites in of his own. "It took me a long time to recover between bouts with Marisol. Now? I could be ready for one last go." He moved in closer, kissing lightly over Buck's birthmark.

"I did hear that when feeling heightened intimacy or intense emotion, combined with a relaxed and comfortable feeling with your partner, a person could come up to seven times in a night." He tilted his head as Eddie began kissing down his neck. "The refractory period can be a lot shorter, too."

"God, you are so smart." He hummed against Buck's neck before leaning back. He nuzzled into the hand Buck raised to cup his cheek. "I love that you're so smart."

He chuckled a bit as he gave Eddie the sweetest kiss. "I love that you love that I'm so smart."

"Don't do this," Eddie groaned against Buck's lips before pulling back. "You know how I feel about competition."

"I thought you said you weren't in competition. Because we know who wins. Every. Single. Time." Buck's voice went low as if mimicking Eddie's voice.

"I didn't sound like that."

"You kind of did." Buck wrapped his towel around Eddie's shoulders, pulling it to get Eddie even closer. "Don't worry, it sounded hot."

"Really? Because that. Did not."

Buck gave him an offended look. "I thought you liked it when my voice went low?"

"Yeah, but. That was like someone trying to impersonate a deeper man's voice. You know? So it sounds kind of mocking."

"Here I am, trying to get you in the mood to break the record, and here you are, shooting me down."

"I'm definitely not shooting you down. Just. Maybe don't do that voice again."

"I'm Eddie, and I like to be mean to my boyfriend," he said in the same low voice as before. He was obviously trying to make it more mocking.

Eddie raised an eyebrow as his hands rubbed along Buck's sides. "First off, I don't sound like that. Secondly, I think you mean fiancé."

Buck's eyes went round and soft at that. "You really meant that?"

"Of course I did." He reached up a hand to grab Buck's and kiss his palm. "You're mine. I want you in all the ways I can have you."

"I snore."

Eddie leveled an unimpressed look at Buck. "I know. You've slept over tons of times. Chris complains about it constantly."

"I steal the covers."

"Yeah, I know that too. Buck, we've been sharing a bed pretty much ever since I've been back. We shared one all through lockdown." He took Buck by the hand, leading him out of the bathroom and back into their bedroom. "I know you like to get up early, but some mornings you can be really grumpy. You spend forever on your hair. Or at least you did. I much prefer this look."

As they stopped by the bed, Eddie reached up to pull at one of Buck's curls. He smiled as it bounced back into place. "You hum while you cook and while you shower because you want to sing but think that you can't."

"I know that I can't, Eds," Buck interjected fondly. 

"If you say so." Eddie laughed at Buck's eyeroll. It had been an old argument between them. Buck thought he couldn't sing, Eddie thought he could, Buck said he was biased. 

And it was things like that which just proved what he was already so sure of.

"We know practically everything about each other, cariño. We've been doing everything that goes into dating for years now. The only difference is I get to do this." He smiled as he left a brief but gentle kiss on Buck's lips. Buck chased after him when he pulled away, making his smile bigger. "I'm sure that I want to marry you. You're it for me."

"You're it for me, too." His voice was quiet. Awe-filled. "You're right. I'm sure you're my person."

And how could Eddie not kiss him after that?

He tried to lead them over to the bed, never going far from his lips. But Buck stopped them at the foot of the bed, pulling back. "We can't get back on the bed, Eds. It's disgusting, and we just cleaned up."

"But I wanted you to fuck me," Eddie murmured against Buck's neck. He smirked at Buck's shiver.

"Tonight? Now? You couldn't have suggested that before the shower?" Buck's hand landed on Eddie's head, his own turned towards the bed. "I don't want to get back into that bed." He turned back to Eddie, nuzzling into his hair. "But if we change the sheets, then I fuck you, they're just gonna be gross again."

Eddie hummed, pulling back to kiss Buck. That was a dilemma.

But then, genius struck him.

He pulled away again, grinning at Buck. "I have an idea. Wait here." With that, he darted off to the closet.

He headed towards the back, pulling out old, cozy blankets. He also spotted...

You'd look so hot in a cowboy hat.

He wondered if Buck even remembered that conversation. He grabbed the hat, rubbing his thumb over the brim.

Was this ridiculous?

Sure. But...

He threw it onto his head.

When he sauntered back out, Buck was still obediently standing by the bed. His jaw dropped a little as he caught sight of him. "How - you've had that this whole time?"

Eddie shrugged, throwing the blankets on the ground. He started rearranging them, grabbing a few pillows from the bed as well. Once it was arranged to his liking, he guided Buck to sit down. "You can fuck me here; it's comfortable enough to sleep, and we can clean up tomorrow." He grabbed the lube from where it was still resting on the bed, tossing it to Buck. "Incoming."

Buck caught it with a grin. "Get down here, then."

"What did I say about patience?" Eddie chuckled at Buck's pout. "Don't worry. I think you'll like this."

And then.

He started into a dance. 

He'd never really done this before. Danced... sexily for someone. He tried once with Shannon, but it just felt weird, both of them dissolving into laughter and not really getting anywhere with it.

But with this? Eddie just let himself feel it. Feel himself. Feel that joy he tapped into that night too long ago. He flung off the towel around his waist as he swung his hips. Flicked the towel around his shoulders out towards Buck before tossing it away. In just his hat, he danced. 

Swiveled his hips. Turned to thrust his ass out to Buck, swaying his hips. He looked over his shoulder to see Buck entranced.

His cock was quickly thickening up against his thigh.

Perfect. 

Eddie turned back around, slowly making his way down to the little nest he had made. He crawled over to Buck, winking as he tipped his hat down. "Howdy, pardner."

Buck burst out laughing, tipping the hat down over his eyes as he grinned. "You are so ridiculous."

"Or. Maybe I just love making you laugh."

There was no verbal response to that. Buck just grabbed him into a desperate kiss. "How are you real?" He asked against his lips. "How are you mine?"

"I'm all yours, querido. Always." He leaned back, moving to get into Buck's lap properly. He was spread out under him, hard cock rubbing against Eddie's ass. He started grinding a little in his lap, his own hard cock rubbing against Buck's belly. Leaving a glistening streak of precome. "Finger me?"

"Fuck. You can't just - yes. Of course." He popped open the lid, pouring the lube over his fingers. He reached behind Eddie, probing around to find his entrance. Eddie lifted a little, grabbing Buck's hand to help guide him.

He'd fingered himself a few times before. But it was nothing compared to this. 

He didn't know if it was because of Buck. Because he was finally letting his guilt and shame go. Maybe a mixture of both. But something about this experience - about feeling Buck's finger enter into the deepest part of him. The feeling of partial fullness. Of wanting more.

He groaned, pushing back onto his finger. "Fuck."

"You like that, sweetheart?" He smiled at Eddie's frantic nod. "It's only one finger. Have you never been fingered before?" Eddie felt like he couldn't respond verbally, only shake his head. It wasn't entirely true, but it felt more honest to say no. He'd never had it like this.

He wanted more, but he didn't know how to ask for it.

He didn't have to, as Buck stuck another finger in. They were so thick. There was a slight burn that had Eddie moaning, steadying himself on Buck's chest.

"Fuck, I knew you would look good in a cowboy hat. And knowing I'm about to fuck you in it?" Buck looked to be in awe, using his other hand to pet Eddie's thigh. "This is like a fantasy come true. Ride 'em, cowboy."

Eddie huffed out a laugh, finally getting used to the thick fingers in him. Wanting even more. "You. Are so cheesy." He panted out, pressing back insistently, hoping Buck got the memo of him needing more.

He did. Because of course he did. Because Buck was amazing. He added another finger, Eddie increasing his grinding. Looking for friction that just wasn't there. "Fuck, cariño. It feels so good. You feel so - I need to feel you. All of you."

"Just a little bit longer, sweetheart. I don't want to hurt you."

Eddie whined, shaking his head again. "No. No, I -" he gasped as Buck hit right against his prostate. Shivering through the zing of pleasure that ran through him so unexpectedly.

Buck grinned underneath him, continuing to hit against his prostate. "There it is. Do you want to come like this?"

Another shake of the head. "N-no. I want to come. With you in me." He reached back to pull at Buck's hand. There was a bit of resistance; Buck not moving his hand. Eddie met his eyes, smiling at the worry and love in Buck's expression.

"Are you -"

Eddie cut off the question by leaning down and capturing Buck's lips.

He was very sure.

He needed Buck in him.

This time, when he tugged at Buck's hand, he followed Eddie's pull. He broke their kiss to sit up, positioning Buck's cock at his entrance.

"For it being your first time, we probably should have done this missionary. But you want to take it slow -"

Eddie didn't listen to that, sitting fully on Buck's dick in one go. It punched a breath out of him as he put his hands back on Buck's chest to steady himself.

"What is with you and just going all in?" Buck's hands hovered above Eddie as if scared to touch him. Like he would hurt him more. "Are you okay? Does it hurt?"

It did, a little. But Eddie didn't mind it. Not really. He liked the burn. And he felt so... full. So connected to Buck in ways even fucking him hadn't given him. "No. Well, yeah. But no. I'm fine." He started moving - slower this time. Partly because Buck grabbed onto his waist, guiding him to go slow once he noticed Eddie moving. He decided to follow him a little in this. "Fuck." He shuddered at the feeling of Buck moving in him.

He gradually went faster, jerking forward when Buck's cock hit right on his prostate. But it was definitely the slowest they went tonight. 

If Eddie were a different person, he might even call it making love.

Beneath him, Buck angled his hips to make sure to hit that bundle of nerves again and again and again. Eddie sat up, using one hand to grab the cowboy hat on his head. The other left scratches down Buck's marked chest. "Fuck, cariño. I'm so close. You feel so good. You're amazing."

Buck let out a moan of his own as he watched him through half-lidded eyes. "Come on, sweetheart. Come on me. Mark me, I know you want to."

That had Eddie coming, hips bucking as his orgasm wracked through him. Not as much came out, probably a side effect of all the orgasms he had tonight. His insides clenched and unclenched involuntarily around Buck's dick. Right as his orgasm was descending, Buck came.

His come was warm. Eddie loved the feeling of it in him, feeling like Buck's in all ways he could be. Truly sealed to him, having a piece of him inside him, marking him from the inside. Buck jerked a few times below him, fucking in and out through his orgasm. The overstimulation had Eddie shivering, but no way was he pulling off. All of the sensations were almost overwhelming but also fucking incredible.

As soon as both of them finally finished, they both collapsed. Eddie winced as Buck's soft cock slipped out of his ass.

"Yeah, the after feeling isn't the greatest."

It really wasn't. It had Eddie standing up way sooner than he usually did, going into the bathroom to grab a wet washcloth. He wiped himself down, between his legs, and the come dripping out of his ass. No wonder Buck wanted that shower so desperately. Once he felt cleaner, he made his way back out to Buck.

He stopped by the doorway, just taking in the sight of him, lying out among the blankets and pillows. His eyes were closed, a satisfied smirk on his face.

Eddie smiled as he got closer, running the warm, damp cloth over the come on Buck's chest. He opened his eyes as he felt it, his smirk softening. "We did it."

Eddie huffed a laugh as he finished cleaning up. He tossed the rag off to the side before collapsing next to Buck. He smiled as Buck turned to face him. "We did. Six orgasms in one night."

He hummed, reaching out to trace a mark on Eddie's neck. "I think we could go for seven."

Eddie laughed weakly, closing his eyes. "Not tonight. I think you finally wore me out, cariño."

"Aw, I thought we were just getting start-" His words were cut off by a big yawn. Eddie lifted a little to glance at the alarm on the bedside. It was a few hours past midnight. He lay back down, getting comfortable. 

"We should get some sleep."

"Ugh." Buck wiggled a bit, getting comfortable himself. He wrapped himself around Eddie, encouraged him to do the same. "Fine. If you insist."

Eddie chuckled as he was pressed in against Buck's chest, pressing a sloppy kiss to it. He was absolutely surrounded by him. "I do. Sleep well, Buck."

"You too..." He trailed off, pressing his lips to Eddie's head. "I love you, my darling fiancé."

Eddie grinned, feeling himself drifting quickly. "Love you too, mi amor."

There would be a lot of cleaning to do before Chris got back tomorrow. And a lot to figure out - like how to tell the rest of the team that they were now engaged. But Eddie couldn't bring himself to care.

He had everything he wanted, finally all his.

He couldn't ask for more.

Maybe he would send Tommy an edible arrangement as a thank you.