i wanna be tied tied tied to your apron strings
for @bucksbeagle
3k | rated E | read on ao3
Buck knows, okay. He doesnβt quite understand it, but he knows. Something about him in an apron turns Eddie into some kind of crazed sex fiend, desperate for Buckβs attention the way Buck usually feels desperate for his.
Usually, itβs kind of a problem. Like when Buckβs trying to cook dinner at the station and Eddie keeps trying to convince him to sneak up to the roof. Or when Buck has thirty-six cupcakes to bake for the Robotics Club spring fundraiser and Eddie starts tugging at his apron strings and kissing his neck until Buck is forced to banish him from the kitchen until he can behave.
or, the Apron Buck fic
Buck is slicing potatoes when he hears the front door open and then close again.
βIn the kitchen!β he calls out, the tingly warmth of knowing Eddieβs home mixing pleasantly with the anticipation thatβs been thrumming in his chest since the minute he left.
Itβs been a bit of a hectic week, shifts running over and various errands and appointments piling up in a way thatβs left Eddie and Buck too exhausted, too stressed, and just too busy for the kind of playful, indulgent sex theyβve gotten used to over the past nine months.
Not that they havenβt been getting offΒ at allβtheyβve had plenty of mutually satisfying orgasms in the past week. Just nothingβ¦special.
That changes tonight. Theyβve got the house to themselves, Eddie having just dropped Chris off with his friends for a concert. Heβll be out until curfewβthat is if he doesnβt wheedle Eddie into letting him crash at Dylanβs afterward.
Which means Buck has at least five and a half hours to torture Eddie all he wants. Heβs chosen his attire fittingly: the light pinkΒ Kiss the CookΒ apron Eddie had gotten him last Christmas. And nothing else.
Buck knows, okay. He doesnβt quite understand it, but heΒ knows.Β Something about him in an apron turns Eddie into some kind of crazed sex fiend, desperate for Buckβs attention the way Buck usually feels desperate forΒ his.
Usually, itβs kind of a problem. Like when Buckβs trying to cook dinner at the station and Eddie keeps trying to convince him to sneak up to the roof. Or when Buck has thirty-six cupcakes to bake for the Robotics Club spring fundraiser and Eddie starts tugging at his apron strings and kissing his neck until Buck is forced to banish him from the kitchen until he can behave.
Tonight, though. Tonight, Buck is flipping the script. Tonight, Buck is using Eddieβs weakness to getΒ exactlyΒ what he wants.
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