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Observation. Buck is so anticipatory of Eddie’s needs, so beholden to his wants, that it is no longer a conscious function of his brain. This is a problem, because Eddie has expressed a desire to be denied. And as of right now, to Buck’s brain, that simply does not compute.
Question. Is there hope for Buck to deconstruct his own conditioning enough to return these functions to his more cognizant brain?
Hypothesis. Maybe, if Buck practices denying Eddie the little things he wants, he can take these honed skills and apply them. And maybe then, he'll be able to get Eddie to that place where he really wants to go.
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or: Evan Buckley attempts to edge his boyfriend, with varying levels of success.
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26 Jun 2025
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It was just another evening of scrolling his phone, and Soap had stumbled onto a new distraction
A pair of large hands wearing clean, black nitrile gloves. A gorgeous butcher-block counter. A chef’s knife that probably cost two months' pay. A cast iron skillet that probably cost three months’ pay. A chunk of Wagyu beef that made Soap’s mouth water and his wallet recoil.
Tonight, Soap was watching the most pretentious, over-the-top food preparation he had ever seen.
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07 Mar 2024
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Steve gives Eddie a lesson on dirty talk, but things start to get carried away.
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“Fuck, Steve.” Eddie pulls at the hem of his shirt, desperately trying to stretch it beyond his crotch where he is most definitely about to tent his pants. Maybe if he wore boxers it would have been easier to conceal. “I don’t think we should do this.”
“It’s okay. It just means we’re doing good, right?” Steve slides his hips forward, making his sweats tighten against the bulge between his own legs.
Eddie lets his eyes linger there for longer than he should. There’s no way that Steve is getting turned on by all of this, but shit, he is. The proof is in the pudding—if the pudding is his dick that is suspiciously growing under the heather grey fabric.
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