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"Yours. Always yours," Eddie answers, sinking back against the headrest, face kissed gold by the morning light. He angles Buck a sidelong look, then adds a considerate, “unless you’d rather not. If you’re tired—”
“No, no,” Buck cuts in quickly, pinking at Eddie’s clear preference. “I’ll make us something. I like cooking for you.”
Eddie hums, pleased, and turns back to the sun. His lashes slide shut, languid as a cat stretched across sun-warmed concrete. “I like when you do, too.”
Or, truth serum: party of two. Unfortunately, they're the last to know.
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09 Jul 2026
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The problem is, Buck broke the touch barrier. Before, Eddie’s ass existed in his reality as much as a mirage exists in the desert—something to observe at a distance with wonder. He could only dream about what it would be like to kneel at its shore and drink from its waters, but who wouldn’t? He’s thirsty as hell!
But then, Buck actually managed to reach it and discovered it isn’t a mirage, it’s an oasis, and now he’s just supposed to move on?
Buck has always known Eddie has a nice ass, and he is secure enough in his sexuality to let him know as such. It’s no big deal… Until it is.
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07 Jul 2026
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Okay, this was a new step.
He wasn’t a stranger to masturbating in this bathroom. But usually he saves himself for the shower, refusing to do it anywhere else where he could risk Eddie seeing.
But this is a different tone. It has a dangerous tilt to it. Eddie is in his bedroom, wide awake, getting ready, and here Buck stands, only in his boxers, slowly losing subtlety as he grinds further into the counter until he’s at full mast.
It’s wrong. He knows this.
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TLDR: Eddie walks in on Buck fingering himself after he accidentally moans his name.
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28 Jun 2026
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and i love you more than any stupid song could ever say by hellanovers
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
21 Jun 2026
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Eddie calls Buck to pick him up from wine night, Eddie is wasted and touchy.
Or, the fic where Eddie begs Buck to fuck him, and Buck refuses.
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24 Jun 2026
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“I can’t keep doing this, Eddie. Your sweatpants are in my dresser. You buy the right spices at the farmer’s market for my recipes. You wear the monstrosities I knit for you. You hold my kid’s hand when we’re crossing the street.”
Eddie’s lips are at the hinge of his jaw, like he’s testing the waters. It makes Buck brave enough to bring a numb hand up to one of the belt loops on Eddie’s darkwash jeans, thumbing there restlessly—sliding the tips of his fingers under the hem of his obsidian button-down. The skin-to-skin contact is all at once relieving.
“I think we’ve both known what we are for a while now,” Buck goads, hushed; tilting to arch his neck back against the wall, granting Eddie unlimited access, praying he takes the explicit invitation. “You’re my best friend. But this isn’t sustainable.”
or: Buck's sick of pretending.
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23 Jun 2026