wrapping up eddie diaz week with di ass tribute ◡̈

PROUDLY INTRODUCING.... BOTTOM EDDIE WEEK!

from July 24th to July 31st, we will be celebrating all things bottom Eddie!

below you will find our full list of prompts and here at our AO3 collection you can see some examples of what each prompt might entail, as well as a more detailed list of rules.

any questions you might can be answered here if needed. I know there are some great b!Eddie authors over here so I wanted to give y'all the chance to participate as well.

thank you in advance for your interest, or even just your like and reblog <3

5k | M | AO3

He hears a knock on the door just after eight. Eddie does one final check in the mirror, fixing his hair, then takes a deep breath. He opens the door and nearly stumbles when he realized it’s not just Jade on his front porch. Zane—Buck’s Zane, Jade’s brother—is standing just behind her, making direct eye contact with Eddie, a friendly grin on his face. “Uh, Hi?” Eddie says, not bothering to hide his confusion.

tagged by @glorious-spoon, thank you, mwah. idk what this even is or if it'll be anything but it was inspired by a post about buddie bickering while jerking off together (platonically ofc)

"Got enough lube there?" Eddie says with rough amusement, and Buck reddens, overly aware of the slick sound of his hand on himself. "Yeah," Buck says, more of a pant than he means, "you’re right, I should be doing this nice and dry, that doesn’t sound like a nightmare at all – " "Not everyone needs accessories to jerk off," Eddie says, as primly as a man probably can with his dick out, hard and pink in his hand. "Oh my god, you’re so - " Buck laughs breathlessly, slouching down, widening his knees – not so much that they bump Eddie’s. He’s careful about that. "So what?" Eddie says after a minute where neither of them speak – not quiet, not with them both starting to breathe a little hard, not with the rhythmic sounds filling the room, not just from Buck, it’s not like Eddie’s jerking off silently, for fuck’s sake, the sound of skin on skin is extremely noticeable. When Buck sneaks a glance at Eddie, Eddie’s already looking back. His mouth is hanging open, lower lip shiny wet like he just licked it. Buck’s hand works as if mechanically, and he can peripherally see the movement of Eddie’s own hand. "Gotta be a tough guy about everything," Buck says, and Eddie’s lips slant into a half-smile even as he rolls his eyes. Buck affects a terrible Southern accent that sounds not at all like Eddie and says, "Back in my day we used sandpaper to jerk off and we liked it – " "Back in my day, I’m sorry, how old do you think I am?" Eddie says. "Why won’t you try the lube?" Buck says, returning to an early topic of debate, ever since the first few times they talked during. "Because I don’t need it," Eddie says. "Scared you’ll like it?" Buck taunts, and slows his movement, makes a show of it, moans. Not exaggerating the sound, just not holding it back. "Come on," Eddie says, mostly air, not looking away. "You’re already jerking off, Eddie, it’s self-indulgent, you can make it fun," Buck says. "It’s just a need," Eddie says with a funny little shrug, because he hasn’t stopped stroking himself. "But you need it more than most people, don’t you," Buck says with low amusement. He doesn’t know where it comes from, but he knows what it does, makes Eddie’s face flame fast enough to track, makes Eddie’s eyes drop low. Eddie initiated today’s session. He usually does. Buck jerks off a lot; Eddie jerks off – more.

lovers’ quarrel :D