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Eddie’s not sure what happened when Maddie came to pick and drop everyone off at their own respective homes, sans Buck (He crashed at Eddie’s, of course), and when he woke up just now.
The memory is a blur. He distinctly remembers everyone getting increasingly drunk, Buck getting increasingly clingy and being clingy to the wrong person, and Eddie remembers being a little pissy about it.
But then, he remembers Buck hanging off him clingy, speaking into his ear cause the music was too loud.
Eddie sighs, wanting to drift off in the warmth he’s encased in, but the pounding in his head is preventing him from doing so, that and the throbbing sensation he’s feeling by the junction of his neck and shoulder. He tries to shift, but something around his body squeezes tighter, and Eddie gets lost in the feeling of warmth again.
But the pounding in his head, the throbbing on his neck, and then the sensation he’s feeling down below makes him shiver. He wants to grind, but he can’t move his legs around much, either.
He shudders when a movement shifts from around his arms down towards his hips and holds him still. He can’t move, but the heat keeps grinding against him. He feels it go up between his cheeks and slowly move between his legs, where it makes him shudder in excitement.
Eddie moans as the throbbing by his neck feels like it's gnawing at him.
The throbbing stops, but now there's a growl in his ear, the heat making him flinch and moan as the throbbing now travels down the side of his neck, and he feels a pinch. The grinding between his legs continues, going slightly faster as he feels a wet sensation going up his neck and into his ear.
Eddie’s hard, incredibly hard. He’s angry that his underwear is in the freaking way.
Eddie snakes his hands down and slips his fingers under the band of his briefs, pushing them down. The huffing in his ear picks up, turning into a sweet moan when Eddie successfully shucks off his briefs as far down as possible, and he feels the hard throbbing sensation between his legs a bit better. He wiggles his hands back blindly, searching for the stupid covers off the heat to feel it better.
Can feel it bare.
Eddie whines when he can’t find it, but suddenly, he feels a shift, a whine, and a wiggle. Now, the heat is hotter than before. It’s between his thighs, making them so wet and slick. He arches his back and pushes his ass back, but the grip on his hip that holds him still makes him even harder. He’s dripping precum for sure now.
He whines when he feels fingers pushing into his mouth, and Eddie licks and sucks on them, spit dribbling down his mouth as the thrusting between his legs increases. He squeezes his thighs and cries when he feels a hand wrap around his cock and pumps. It doesn’t take long before he cums. He feels a sharp sting from his neck, making him open his eyes.
That.
That was not a dream.
Eddie feels heat flood between his thighs and a wet trail up between his cheeks. He moans, fingers still in his mouth as he feels the head catch on his rim, but it shifts and trails back up and down.
The fingers leave his mouth momentarily before it returns and is shoved in his mouth again. He tastes something slightly bitter and salty; there’s quite a bit. He tries to shift, his mind hazy and his eyesight a blur, but the arm around him tightens, not letting him move. He feels a tiny bit escape his mouth, trailing down his chin.
“S-swallow baby?” the familiar voice in his ears stutter. It slurs a bit, nuzzling, and Eddie whines as he swallows what is scooped in his mouth. "L--lick it clean." the voice says hotly into Eddie's ear.
Eddie does as he's told, sloppily licking each digit clean. He does his best to wrap his tongue and suck.
Fingers leave his mouth, and he’s being moved and shifted, the mass curling around him. He feels wet and sticky everywhere below and still feels trapped.
Eddie's mind clears as his heart rate calms from the delightful event.
He remembers.
He was, in fact, not dreaming.
He blinks, seeing the walls of his bedroom.
He’s relieved he’s at his house, at least, but he’s not sure who his bedmate is--
He feels teeth biting at his neck again, head nuzzling against his. He gasps when he feels curly hair and the familiar scent of shampoo.
Ah.
“B-Buck?” He whines.
“Mmm?” is the response he gets.
“A-are you--” he feels gnawing again, “--are you biting me?”
“Mmhmm,” Buck responds. The grip around Eddie doesn’t loosen. If anything, Buck curls up like a shrimp even more, pulling Eddie with him. He feels his comforter tug up and cover them up.
He moans as he feels Buck work at his neck, trailing down slowly to his shoulder. A hand finds his nipple, fingers pinching and rolling. It makes him squirm, but the vice grip still won't let him move.
“You--” Eddie whines as Buck licks up to his ear again. He feels kisses pepper behind his ear and back down the side of his neck. “--are you awake?” he breathes out.
“Mmm?” Buck resumes back to biting at him. He’s yet to speak, so Eddie’s sure Buck hasn’t fully awakened.
“B-Buck--” Eddie pats the arm encasing him. “--gotta wake up.” Eddie isn’t sure what time it is if they had plans today, and, well, they gotta talk. Obviously.
Buck shakes his head, choosing to nuzzle into Eddie’s neck, his hair tickling his face.
“Come on, Buck, wake up,” Eddie pats his arm again.
“Mmm--” Buck’s fingers appear at his mouth again, and fingers are shoved back into his mouth to shush him.
The action makes him flush. He definitely wants to explore things further, but only after a proper talk. He feels terrible for what he’s about to do, but Buck gives him no choice.
Fingers in his mouth, gagging him, Eddie bites down somewhat hard. The reaction is instantaneous as Buck jerks and hisses. Just to mess with him, Eddie doesn’t let go of his fingers, holding them hostage between his teeth as he doesn’t loosen his jaw.
“OW, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow-- Eddie?!” Buck yelps in pain. Eddie lets go, and the fingers retract quickly. Eddie is suddenly let go as Buck’s breathing hitches.
Ah, the sudden realization.
Buck scrambles back or tries to until Eddie turns, holds his wrist, and tugs him back towards him. The panic in Buck’s face subsides. Aw, shoot. The tear in his eyes makes Eddie’s heart clench.
“Wait-no.” Eddie tugs Buck back to him, closer, until Eddie can wrap his arm around him. The action surprises Buck.
Eddie lifts a hand, wiping a stray tear from Buck’s eyes.
“E-Eddie?”
“Yes?”
“That--” Buck sucks in a breath when he feels the wet, sticky mess. “I--that wasn’t a dream?”
“No, Buck. It wasn’t,” Eddie says.
It’s quiet momentarily, both men staring into each other’s eyes. Eddie has yet to take his hand away from Buck’s face, the blonde leaning his cheek against the palm of his hand.
“Eddie?” Buck says, his tone is hopeful.
“Yes?” He says.
Buck says nothing but gets closer to Eddie’s face, their foreheads touching.
“Tell me to stop,” Buck whispers. His eyes drop down as he inches closer.
“Never,” Eddie whispers back. He surges forward, closing the last tiny gap, and sinks into the kiss Buck has him in.
They get lost, each not wanting the kiss ever to end.
Eddie never wants the kiss to end, but alas, they both gotta get up. He pulls away first, but Buck decides to trail down his neck, dip under his chin, and start kissing and biting again.
Eddie chuckles, fingers finding Buck’s hair and gently scratching his scalp. He tugs, hoping that would be enough to get the man to stop.
It only makes Buck moan.
“Buck, we gotta get up.”
“If you think doing that is gonna get me to stop, you’re entirely wrong,” Buck says.
Eddie huffs. “Mi amor, we gotta get up. I don’t want to be glued to my bed.”
Buck leaves one last little bite, sucks a little, and sighs as he pulls away. Eddie doesn’t notice Buck's wide eyes when he pulls his head away and stares at Eddie’s neck.
“Uh--”
“You left hickeys, didn’t you.”
Buck winces. “...a little?”
“You’re lucky I love you, now come on. Your punishment is carrying me to the shower,” Eddie says. He sees the dark look in Buck’s eyes. The man smirks, sliding off the side of the bed and dragging Eddie with him.
Buck nearly purrs in Eddie’s ear as he picks Eddie up with zero effort. Eddie’s legs wrap around Buck. “That’s no punishment at all,” Buck latches onto Eddie’s nipple, carefully making his way towards the bathroom.
Eddie groans as Buck nips and rolls the nub in his mouth.
“You’re gonna make me hard again.”
“I can take care of that in the shower,” Buck says, the tone making Eddie shiver.
“Up here, please,” Eddie demands. Buck chuckles as he takes Eddie’s lips again.
Buck sits Eddie on the counter, passionately kissing Eddie.
“The shower, mi amor?”
“Mmm, keep calling me that.”
“Buck,” Eddie keens as Buck bends and swallows Eddie’s hard member in one go. “Fuck, fuck,” he says, digging his heels into Buck’s back. He can’t help but card his fingers through Buck’s curls, gripping locks of his hair, and as Buck tries to pull back, Eddie simply holds him there. He tugs at his curls as Eddie moans and holds Buck there.
Buck gags as he lets out a sinful moan, one that Eddie wants to learn how to make Buck make those kinds of sounds in his bed. Perhaps one night, Eddie can take him apart. For now, Eddie carefully slips off the counter.
“Mi amor, on your knees so I can punish you properly,” Eddie says as he pulls Buck off him. Buck kneels, looking up at Eddie. His eyes are blown; Jesus , Eddie wants to take him apart so badly. Buck assumes the position, sitting down properly on his knees.
“Hands behind your back,” he demands. He clears his throat when Buck doesn’t respond.
“Y-yes, sir,” Buck croaks out. He links his fingers together behind his back.
Eddie stares at Buck as he strokes his cock up the side of Buck’s face. Buck kisses it sweetly, never looking away from Eddie as he does so.
Eddie takes both sides of Buck’s head into his hands, lining up his cock against Buck’s red lips. “Open up, baby,” Eddie says. He sighs as he sinks back into Buck’s mouth. “Your mouth feels like the best fucking pussy,”
Eddie doesn’t bother to thrust; instead, he makes sure he has a good hold of Buck’s head and uses his head as a toy. He shoves Buck’s head down all the way on his cock, pulling him off, just leaving the tip in his mouth, and shoves him back down again.
Buck momentarily takes his eyes off him, to which Eddie holds him down for several seconds. He feels Buck jerk and moan. Blue, teary eyes meet his.
“Keep your eyes on me, baby,” Eddie says. “Are you good?” he asks, checking on him. Buck nods, making Eddie grin. “Good, I can keep fucking you like this.”
Eddie thrusts Buck’s head up and down in abandonment, going faster when he feels himself oh so close.
The sight of Buck’s pretty lips wrapped around his thick cock, moaning as a mix of spit and pre cum trailed out his mouth and down his chin. The sight of Buck like this burns in Eddie’s mind.
Eddie doesn’t intend to cum down his throat, wanting to paint Buck’s pretty face with his cum, but Buck takes over, gripping Eddie’s hips tight as he swallows Eddie down again and holds down, using his tongue to stroke Eddie. Eddie doesn’t last much longer.
Eddie throws his head back, keens as he cums right down his throat, and Buck swallows every single drop.
He’s panting, leaning more into the counter as he pulls out of Buck’s mouth.
“Naughty boy, I was going to paint your pretty face,” Eddie says breathlessly.
“Wanted to taste you,” Buck says as he gets up. He plasters himself over Eddie.
“Now you’re really going to have to tug me into the shower,” Eddie says.
“Can I fuck your thighs? Please?” Buck moans and Eddie feels Buck hard again.
Eddie nods, and Buck tells him to hold onto the counter tight before he knows it. He does so, nodding as Buck picks both of his legs up. He keeps his legs together and angles him just right so Buck can drive his huge cock right between his legs again.
Both of Eddie’s calves are thrown over Buck’s left shoulder. Eddie grips onto the counter for dear life. Buck’s face is concentrated. He throws his head back as he moans. The copious amount of precum coats the inside of Eddie’s thighs well. He’s all wet and slick again, making it easier and better for Buck to thrust.
Eddie moans as he feels Buck hold him tightly. He wonders if Buck’s fingers will leave bruises as he holds Eddie’s thighs tighter together.
“Buck, Buck, I’m losing my grip.” Eddie breathes out.
Buck growls, picking Eddie up momentarily, and lays him on top of the toilet seat lid.
The angle is much better. Buck thrusts quick and hard.
“Eddie, Eddie,” Buck weeps out.
He cums a few moments later. Eddie feels Buck’s cum hit his stomach, hitting his chin, and when Eddie glances down, Buck is still coming.
He feels it hit the side of his face. He turns his head, and it hits the other side of his face and mouth.
He feels entirely drenched. He’s amazed by how much Buck can ejaculate.
Eddie goes to lick his lips, but he feels Buck kissing him again. That’s hot, he thinks, as Buck licks into Eddie’s mouth and sticks his tongue deep. They’re moaning, Buck’s face smearing the cum all over Eddie’s face.
They finally separate. Buck is breathing hard, as is Eddie.
“Buck--” Eddie pants. “--Please, I don’t think I can bust a third time.”
Buck nods. “I-I don’t think I’ll be able to stand for a third round,” Buck smirks at Eddie. “I can definitely go a third round, though, preferably in a bed.”
“Shower, then food, and talk,” Eddie manages to get out. Buck nods.
“Cuddle?”
“No Cuddlefucking,” Eddie says, causing Buck to pout. “Yes, yes. We’ll just cuddle. Now, please, shower time,” Eddie says.
“ Yes, sir.”