buck/eddie/shannon | breeding kink | 6k | explicit
“I'm happy to help however.” Buck pauses for a long moment, then says, “It's not, um, my first sex injury call. If that's what you're worried about.”
“Oh, he's not hurt,” Shannon says. “He just needs someone with a cock.”
Eddie burns with humiliation. He wants to turn over, to hide his face in the sheets, but he can't. He's not allowed to.
Shannon steps into the room and, inevitably and horribly, Buck follows. He stares at Eddie, his mouth slightly ajar.
“He wants to get pregnant,” Shannon adds.
Again, his dick betrays him and twitches.
“And I don't have the necessary equipment.”
Buck tilts his head. “But he's—”
“Play along,” Shannon hisses. Eddie wonders if she meant for him to hear that or not. If it was a kindness or another of her little cruelties, making Eddie hear how she's forcing his friend to play make believe with him.
“You don't have to.” It's hard to say with twin desire and humiliation seeping through his body and pinning him down, but he needs Buck to know that he can walk out of this room right now and Eddie won't think any less of him for it.
Shannon doesn't give Buck a chance to respond. “He'll need the father to stick around, of course. To take care of him.”
Buck's jaw works. Eddie hates this, hates Shannon, more than anything hates himself for how much he wants everything she's offering him.
“We're getting a divorce,” Shannon adds. Her voice is low now, carrying the weight of all their shared hurts. “He'll need someone to take care of him.”
Buck yanks his shirt off and tosses it to the side. There’s a faint layer of sweat on his chest, glistening when the light hits it just right.
“You want this?” he asks.
Eddie is beyond words. He nods.
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