#eddiexbuck

Oli's agenda: Make bi!Buck happen.

Buck: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, Eddie, remember? But, I appreciate the effort.

Eddie: No, I know.

Buck: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcoolcool. Unrelated, but I'm going to need to hear that on repeat for the rest of my life.

Eddie moaned deeply when their lips met, all the love, the passion, the hunger the felt for each other, all melting perfectly together with the way their bodies moved back and forth together. His body burned and ached all over, but in all the good ways, the adrenaline pumping through him with force, knowing this was the final consumation of what they had held back to one another for while. It was why, when Buck told him to go harder, that he could take it, that he wouldn't mind if they broke the bed, it was like a brand new flashfire ran through him, and he looked down at him and grinned. "Your wish is my command" he whispered over his lips, his tongue swiping over them teasingly before pulling his head back, then he placed his hands on both sides of Buck's broad shoulders, his arms bulking up as his whole weight rested on them, and he pulled his cock out of him and then slammed it right back in, his loose hips twisting and pushing as he proceeded to practically impale him into the bed, his lover's head banging the headboard each time he pushed right back in.

Harry, looking at Eddie in awe: the self-control and composer shown by that man is an inspiration to us all!

Eddie smiled against Buck’s lips, his head leaning slightly against the touch of his hand. “As slow as it needed, babe” he whispered fondly, moaning a bit when his boyfriend wrapped his strong hand around his achingly hard cock. Their lips met yet again, his body shifting slightly on top on the other as he lifted his hips up a bit. “Let me know if you need me to stop, or slow even more, okay?” he asked soflty, then put his hand on top of Buck’s, the one that was already holding his cock, and, as if they were doing together, he kept Buck’s hand on him while he begun to slowly sink inside of him. “Fuck” he grunted, the tight muscle resisting at first, so it clamped hard around him before slowly starting to loosen up. “Fuck, babe... You’re okay?” he asked, his own hips shaking with the effort of holding still until Buck told him he could move.