#seriously...

"Uh, just the once. We were drunk after reconnecting at the bar. Ravi brought him over and. I don't know. The next morning was weird, we officially ended it." He shrugged. "It was just the once. I moved in after that. Fully, I mean." He cleared his throat awkwardly.

Oh. So, Ravi was to blame for this. Good to know.

"Why was the morning weird?"

"Eddie. I really don't think -"

"Buck. Why was the morning weird?" Even he didn't know why he was so insistent on the answer. But he felt it held some type of reason for why he was feeling the way he was.

Buck straightened up, staring straight ahead. "He made breakfast. We were talking about maybe restarting what we had." Eddie felt a little sick at that but didn't dwell on it as Buck continued, "He said some... weird things. I got mad. We broke up again, I guess. Actually. Can you really break up from a one night stand with your ex?"

That was not the question Eddie was hung up on right now. "What did he say?"

"Eds -"

"What did he say, Buck?" Eddie sat up, setting his beer down on the coffee table and turning more towards Buck. He wasn't sure how they got started on this conversation. But he was invested.

Something - everything - hinged on Buck's response.

Buck shut his laptop and crossed his arms, defensive. He still wasn't looking at Eddie. "He... he called you the competition. Said it was good you were gone. I got mad. We argued. I resolved not to call him again, I doubt he's calling me." He shrugged again. "It really doesn't matter, Eds."

The competition?

Eddie wasn't even aware they were competing.

He always knew his place in Buck's life. He never felt threatened by Tommy.

He was the one that dressed up with Buck for Chim's bachelor party. He was the one Buck spent that night with. He was the one who really helped Buck with his boils. Who Buck came to after he and Tommy broke up. Eddie had let Buck into his joy that night while Buck tried to lighten his misery and.

Oh.

That's what the feeling was.

He had felt it before. The jealousy. The love he had for Buck. He knew those feelings existed but he didn't - couldn't - acknowledge them.

But now.

Things had changed, hadn't they?

Buck was living with him and Chris. They were together practically all the time. Eddie and Chris were staying in LA after a long talk of finally healing old wounds and working on communication and.

Things were different.

"What did you say?" His question was quiet as he looked over to Buck. Awaiting his response with a held breath.

Buck let out a heavy breath of his own. "I don't know, really. I don't remember."

Bullshit.

"Buck. What did you say?"

He watched as Buck chewed the inside of his cheek, looking down at his laptop. "I told him... I - told him that I didn't have to have feelings for everyone I slept with and... that I don't have to sleep with everyone I have feelings for."

That first part was harsh. Eddie couldn't deny getting a sick satisfaction from it.

But.

The second part.

That. Eddie could work with. "Do you remember the night you broke up with Tommy? When you came here and I was in that button up and underwear?"

Buck coughed a bit as he shuffled in his seat. "Uh, Tommy broke up with me."

"Whatever. Do you remember that night?"

"It's not whatever, it's -"

"Buck."

Buck sighed, throwing up his hands. "Fine. Yes. Yes, I remember that night. Of course I remember that night, Eds."

"Okay. Do you remember why you thought I was in that outfit?"

"What does this have to do with anything?"

"Why are you being so difficult tonight? Just answer the question."

"It's a stupid question! I was drunk, you were drunk and in that outfit and -" He rolled his eyes at Eddie's narrow eyed stare. "Fine! I said I thought you were... jerking off or something."

"It's interesting that you always jump to something related to sex when you catch me doing something, don't you think?"

Buck just shrugged, looking away and hunching his shoulders. "Isn't that what dudes do? The guys in my frat used to tease each other all the time about sex."

"So, just guys being guys, is what you're saying?"

"Something like that."

Okay. Eddie was going to have to take the reins here. Buck was not picking up on what he was trying to do, for once. And Eddie kind of hated him for it. This was fucking terrifying, the least Buck could do was make it easier.

But whatever. This was a good step. This was making decisions for himself. Allowing himself to be greedy. To be selfish. To be his own person with his own wants, needs, feelings.

All of which were pointing to Buck.

"Can I show you what I was doing?"

Buck slowly turned his head to look at Eddie. His eyes darted around his face, looking for... something. Eddie wasn't sure, he couldn't really read him. Finally, Buck just shrugged again. "Sure."

"Be right back," Eddie promised before darting off to the bedroom.

He searched in the depths of his closet for the pink button up he hadn't worn since that night. The tightey whiteys. The tube socks. He also spotted...

"You'd look so sexy in a cowboy hat."

Eddie wasn't sure Buck even remembered saying that, the night of the infamous Bachelor Party. They were both so drunk, Eddie was surprised he even remembered.

He grabbed the hat and hurried through getting dressed.

When he got back out to the living room, Buck was still on the couch where he left him, head tilted back, eyes closed. He looked deep in thought, eyes moving rapidly under his eyelids.

Probably trying to guess what Eddie was going to show him.

As quietly as he could, Eddie found the record and got it set up to start playing. As soon as Buck heard the beginning notes, his eyes opened, finding Eddie easily. Eddie gave him a grin before giving him a tip of the hat. "You know that old saying? Tommy should learn it. Don't mess with Texas."

From there he gave Buck his own private show.

He recreated his dance - which was actually Tom Cruise's dance but whatever. He made it his own. He incorporated the hat whenever he could. Tipping it after a spin. Holding onto it as he danced around. Taking it off his head to swing it around before placing it back on his head.

He pushed away all feelings of self-doubt. Instead he focused on Buck, and only Buck, as he stared, transfixed on the couch.

At the end of his routine, he flopped across Buck's lap on the couch, laughing and smiling so hard his cheeks hurt. It was just like before but even better.

Buck got to see it this time.

As the song ended, Eddie was breathing heavily, staring up at Buck from across his lap.

"Eds, I..." Buck seemed at a lost of what to say. He reached down, seemingly not even fully registering he was doing so, to stroke Eddie's burning cheek. He was sure they were at least rosy by this point.

He was well aware of he easily he blushed.

"That's what you were doing?"

"Minus the cowboy hat. Yeah." His smile faded a little, his insecurity setting in as Buck just continued to stare at him. He thought it was in awe but.

"I didn't know you could dance."

Eddie shrugged, wondering if he should sit up. "I'm just now rediscovering it."

"What made you decide to?" Buck's fingers had never left his cheek. He was choosing to take that as a sign.

"I realized I needed to let myself have things. Enjoy things. Stop... denying myself so much."

"That's really great, Eds." He pulled his hand away, seemingly ready to pull away entirely and.

How was he still not getting this?

Eddie grabbed his hand back, kissing the back of it. Buck looked even more shocked. First, down at his hand like he had never seen it before. Then back up at Eddie like he'd never seen him before. "I'm choosing joy, Buck. I'm choosing you."

Buck seemed to get it then. His eyes softened as he went back to stroking Eddie's cheek. "I lied to Maddie." He chuckled at Eddie's confused look. "I told her I wasn't in love with you. I lied to Tommy, too, but I feel less bad about that. He was being a dick." He went from Eddie's cheek, to his eyebrows, up to his hair. "It was miserable without you here."

"I'm here now, Buck. And I'm staying. I... would really like you to stay, too."

Buck nodded, his gaze caring. Understanding. He leaned in, their lips inches apart. Eddie could feel each of Buck's warm breaths cascading across his face. "I'll always stay for you, Eds. It's always been you."

He wanted to believe that.

He could believe that.

It was Buck.

He would never lie to Eddie.

So he let Buck capture his lips. Let him keep it slow. Soft. A little tentative. But then Buck sighed and.

Eddie decided to let himself have all of it.

He moaned, lifting both hands to cup Buck's face as he took control of the kiss. He leaned up, pressing him back against the couch as he moved to straddle him. He lost track of the time as he let himself get lost in the feelings. The sensations. The emotions of it all. Of how big this moment was.

He moved his hands down to Buck's neck as he nipped at his lips, thrusting his hips a little. When Buck groaned as their clothed dicks rubbed together, Eddie chased it, pushing his tongue into his mouth. Sucking on his tongue. The wet, sloppy sounds of the kiss only had him getting harder.

Buck pushed his own hips up, as if chasing more friction. He moaned again, moving his hands from Eddie's thighs up to cup and squeeze at his ass. He started encouraging Eddie's hips, having him grind fast and reckless. Then slow and deep. The change in rhythm and pressure had him going crazy.

They weren't even undressed yet.

They should get undressed. That seemed like a fantastic idea.

If only he could get his body to listen and detach from Buck's sweet, giving, hot mouth.

Turned out, he didn't need to get his body to listen. Buck had the willpower.

He softened their kiss, pulling back and leaving little kisses along Eddie's mouth. Eddie whined. "Where are you going?"

"I gotta breathe, Eds." He laughed, leaning back. He was still hard in his jeans, Eddie could feel it pressing against his ass. He rubbed down against it briefly. Buck pinched his side in retaliation before settling his hands on Eddie's hips. His fingers stroked along the skin under Eddie's shirt. "I didn't know you actually had a cowboy hat." Buck lifted a hand to tap it down with a finger, covering Eddie's eyes.

Eddie was surprised it still managed to stay on with their vigorous makeout session.

He huffed a laugh, pushing it back up with a knuckle before burying his face in Buck's neck. He started laying little kisses along the skin he could reach. "Haven't worn it in a while. Thought you might like it."

"Like it? I love it. Stand up. Let me really get a good look at you." He pushed on Eddie's shoulders until he obliged.

Eddie felt a little ridiculous as he tried not to fidget. He tried to make his showing off sexy, turning slowly when Buck told him to spin around. Swaying his hips, cocking his ass out towards Buck. Only to jump a little when he turned back around to see Buck standing. He smirked before putting his hands under Eddie's thighs and.

Fucking picked him up.

"Fuck," Eddie groaned, giving Buck a rewarding kiss. "That's so hot. You're so hot," he mumbled against Buck's lips before trying to deepen it.

Buck broke it before he could with a grin. "Gonna be honest, I wasn't entirely sure I could pick you up. Glad you approve, though. Now no distracting me, I gotta get us to bed in one piece."

"Fuck yes. Great plan." Eddie felt Buck's answering chuckle rumbling against where his cheek lay on his neck. He turned his head to press a kiss to it. Then pressed a deeper, wetter kiss against a little mole he never noticed before.

Buck stumbled a bit. "Eds."

"What?"

"I said no distracting me."

"I gotta entertain myself somehow, querido."

Another stumble.

"Stop it."

Eddie was going to but... being a brat sounded way more fun. Besides, he considered it pay back for Buck being so difficult himself, tonight. He nipped at the same mole he just kissed. He hadn't even realized they had made it to the bedroom until Buck threw him on the bed. He bounced a little, holding onto the cowboy hat so that it didn't fall off.

"Fuck, you think I'm hot?" Buck threw off his hoodie before working on his belt buckle. "Look at you. Such a pretty thing, all spread out for me."

Eddie moaned, throwing his head back against the pillows and spreading his legs wider. It was almost involuntary at the point.

Buck just grinned as he got his pants off, stripped down to just his boxers. He climbed in between Eddie's legs, snaking up to meet him, leaving little random kisses on the way. One to his ankle. His inner thigh. His clothed dick. Pushing up his shirt a little to kiss about the waistband of his underwear. His nipple through his shirt. Collarbone. Neck. He stopped when he was finally face to face with Eddie again.

His grin softened into a smile. "Hi."

Eddie laughed. "Hi, you dork." He playfully flicked Buck's nose.

Buck just wiggled it in response, smiling wider at Eddie's laugh. "I don't know who you're calling a dork. Did you really say 'don't mess with Texas?'"

"I was trying to be hot! Sexy. Enticing." He wriggled his eyebrows ridiculously to get Buck to laugh. He grinned as it worked. "Besides, am I wrong? Tommy should have known he never stood a chance."

"Let's not talk about Tommy." He looked at Eddie, consideringly, tilting his head a bit. "Why not go with the classic save a horse, ride a cowboy?" Buck started unbuttoning Eddie's shirt, leaving kisses as he went.

Yeah. Tommy had no place here. Eddie instead tried his hardest to focus on the conversation.

Talk about distracting.

Between Buck's hands, his mouth. His dick Eddie could feel rubbing against his thigh. He didn't know what he should focus on.

Probably the conversation. It was obviously what Buck wanted anyway.

"That felt cliche."

Buck hummed against Eddie's chest before looking up with a cocked eyebrow. "And don't mess with Texas isn't? Besides, all I think about with that saying is that it was created to discourage littering." He resumed his task of driving Eddie insane with his sinful mouth.

"Was it -" He cut off with a gasp as Buck abruptly moved back up and bit his nipple before soothing over it with his tongue. Eddie pushed both of his hands into Buck's hair to give himself something to hold onto.

Something to ground himself.

He regained his breathing as Buck continued his previous downward path. "Was it what?" Buck asked, smugly, the bastard.

Eddie tugged at his hair, relishing in the moan it wrung out of Buck. "Two can play at that game, cariño."

Buck moaned again, resting his forehead against Eddie's belly as he took a few breaths. "I was just trying to know what you were going to ask."

"Uh huh. You know what you were doing."

Buck looked up with a wink. Eddie rolled his eyes. "I was asking if it was really started because of littering." He knocked his thigh against Buck's side before leaving it there.

"Shouldn't you know? You're the one from Texas." Eddie's shirt was finally undone. Buck let it fall open, stroking both of Eddie's sides as he sat up a little. "God. You're beautiful, Eds."

Eddie felt his face heat up at that. Then pulled down the brim of his hat. "Shut up."

He heard Buck chuckle before the hat was ripped off his head. "Hey!" Buck just grinned at him as he twirled the hat around before settling it on his own head. Eddie tried to glare but he was sure it was dampened by his pink cheeks.

By the lust in his gaze.

Buck was really the one who looked sexy in a cowboy hat.

"You just blush so pretty, darlin'. Don't hide from me." He winked at Eddie who narrowed his eyes further.

"What was that?"

"What? You don't like my accent? Well, that just hurts my feelings, cupcake." He even put a hand over his heart.

"That is not a Texan accent."

"You think you can do better, cowboy?"

Eddie just smirked, clenching his thighs around Buck's sides before flipping them around, Buck laid out beneath him. "You're not the only one with tricks, darlin'." He drew out the 'darlin' in his best accent. Clearly, he was the winner if Buck's wide-eyed breathlessness was anything to go by.

"Damn, Eds," he said in awe, back to his usual voice. "I knew your thighs were - but that was - wow." He tentatively rested his hands on said thighs, as if touching something holy. He stroked them reverently.

Eddie never felt more worshipped.

Usually he was the one doing the worshipping but this? He could get used to this.

It was his turn to lavish Buck's chest. He licked over the tattoo on his chest. The one on his hip. He moved down to his boxers, hands ready to pull them down. He could see his cock straining through, wet patch forming at the tip. He glanced up at Buck, a touch smug. "Aw, is this all for me? I'm touched, sweetheart."

Buck groaned in answer, pushing his hands into Eddie's hair. "Fuck, don't keep up the accent, Eds. You proved your point and I won't survive it."

Eddie pressed a kiss to his dick, chuckling a bit as it jumped. He then began sucking through the fabric, relishing in Buck's sinful moans.

"Stop teasing, Eds."

Eddie lifted his head but continued almost petting his cock. The cock Eddie couldn't wait to actually get a taste of. But he was taking his time with this. "I'm not teasing. It's called savoring, querido."

"Well, then stop savoring."

At that, Eddie stopped completely, ignoring Buck's whine as he moved up to his face. He stroked his cheeks, lips, around his eyes. "I never thought I would have this. Have you."

"You always had me, Eds."

Eddie shook his head. "Not like this. Not like I wanted to." He started grinding his hips down, rubbing their clothed dicks together. He felt his breathing get heavier, steadying himself on Buck's heaving chest. "I denied myself this for so long. I'm an idiot."

"Hey." Buck put his hands on Eddie's hips, stopping his movements. He was still hard, dick pressing against Eddie's ass. But his eyes were clear, his gaze intent. "You are not an idiot. There were a lot of other factors to you denying yourself. And if you're an idiot, I'm an idiot too." His smile was a little self-deprecating. "Two of my main reasons I couldn't be in love with you was because you were straight and a renter."

Eddie blinked down at Buck. "That was your reasoning?"

Buck shrugged. "It made sense at the time. I did think you were straight."

"I wanted to be straight. It would be easier." He could see his words hurt Buck a little as he pulled the hat down a little over his eyes. Hiding, just like Eddie tried to do earlier. He pulled it back up, making sure Buck knew his words were true. "I'm glad I'm not. It may be easier, but if it meant missing out on you? On this? I'm glad I'm not. You make me so happy, Buck. Probably the happiest I've ever been. Just being with you, living with you, being around you? You make me happy."

He gladly accepted the kiss Buck surged up to give him. Their erections had flagged a little with the serious talk. That was unacceptable in Eddie's eyes. He had the kiss go deeper, sucking on Buck's tongue as he started up his movements again. Grinding back and forth, slowly. Buck apparently didn't like the slowness as he fully sat up, Eddie in his lap. His hands started guiding Eddie's movements, just like they had on the couch.

"We haven't even fully gotten undressed yet," Buck mumbled in between their kisses.

"So much talking." Eddie decided to remedy that by lifting up and sliding off his underwear and socks. He went to shrug off his button up but Buck stopped him.

"Leave it on. And this." He took the cowboy hat off of his head and put it back on Eddie's. "Ride 'em, cowboy. Yeehaw."

Eddie laughed, throwing his head back, the hat falling off with it. It quickly devolved into a moan as Buck attacked his neck with nips and kisses. "You are so cheesy."

"Yet you love me anyway."

Buck didn't lift his head from Eddie's neck but Eddie could still sense the anxiety radiating off of him. He always loved his partners, falling in fast and deep. Abby. Taylor. Tommy. Even Ali to some extent. The degree to which they loved him back varied. Eddie had witnessed all of it firsthand. Well, maybe not Abby but the aftermath definitely. None of them loved Buck back with the same fierceness that he loved them.

Eddie was determined to be the one who did. "I do. I love you so much, querido." He kissed the side of Buck's head. "Mi amor." He kissed his ear. "Mi vida." His cheek. "Mi sol." His forehead.

Buck raised his head to capture Eddie's lips again. He lifted up his own hips - Eddie included, which was so hot, Eddie couldn't help but moan into the kiss - to wiggle his way out of his boxers. Eddie groaned as he first felt Buck's dickrub against his, skin to skin, no barrier. He leaned back, breaking the kiss with a smacking, wet sound. "Buck. I want you to fuck me."

Buck's eyes widened a bit. "I - uh. Are you sure? We don't have to -"

"Evan." Eddie grabbed Buck's chin, making sure he heard every word. "I want you to fuck me."

He'd never done this before. The most he'd ever done was stick some fingers up there. But he knew, in his soul, he wanted Buck to be the one to change that.

The only one.

Buck nodded. "Okay, um. Do you have any lube? And condoms, we need condoms." He looked around himself as if expecting them to magically appear.

"Yes on the lube, no on the condoms." Eddie hunched over to reach into his nightstand, pulling it out and tossing it to Buck. "Incoming." He winked at Buck.

He caught it, and began fidgeting with it. "Um. I haven't been with anyone since my hookup with Tommy. And we always used condoms. I just got tested a few weeks ago! It's a habit I still have from my Buck 1.0 days. Get tested after every hookup, even with protection being used."

"I'm glad to know you were safe. I, uh. Haven't been with anyone since Marisol. And I got tested after our last... bout, I guess you could call it. And we used condoms too, it was the only contraceptive she allowed. Being a past nun and all, she had some... interesting ideas."

He went breathless as he was flipped onto his back. "As much as I love hearing you talk, I can go without hearing about the marathon sex you had with your ex." He kissed down Eddie's belly, before placing the softest of kisses on the tip of his dick.

"I bet we could beat it," Eddie moaned out.

"Yeah?" Another two kisses on the tip and side. Still featherlight.

"Fuck, yes." He glared down at Buck. "Now who's teasing?"

"I thought it was called savoring?"

"I hate you."

"No, you don't."

"Yes, I - fuck." He was cut off by Buck sucking him down. He felt the tip of his cock hit against Buck's throat as he gagged a little and... "Fuck! That feels so good, cariño."

Buck hummed around his dick. Eddie had a hard time controlling his hips as they jerked up. Buck slung an arm over him to keep him still. "Fuck." He had no other words.

Buck pulled off with a wet popping sound before smirking up at him. "That's the idea." He sat up a bit to open the lube and spread it on his fingers. He glanced back up at Eddie. "You're sure about this right?"

"Buck, if you don't get your fingers in me now, I'll do it myself."

"I don't think that's the threat you think it is." His eyes were back to dark as his eyes darted from Eddie's, to his chest, down to his dick. He sat up even more to see what he was doing, hitching one of Eddie's legs over his arm. "I want you to know that I do want to see you do that at some point."

"Only if I can see you do it at some point, too. Fucking yourself on your fingers for me before I fuck you? That would be... perfect." He almost wanted to do that instead.

Almost.

But he wanted this more right now. They had all the time in the world for other... activities.

Buck gave him one last look like he was going to ask again if Eddie was sure. But he didn't. Instead, he looked down, and pressed his finger first behind Eddie's balls, which had him jerking again. Then along his perineum, barely tapping it as he moved to put his finger in finally -

And then surprised Eddie by swallowing him back down.

Eddie lurched up with a shout. "Necesito que le des un escarmiento! Mierda!"

Buck popped back off with a smile, lifting his free hand to continue stroking so he could smirk at Eddie. "I got you to slip into Spanish? I must be doing something, right."

Eddie wasn't sure how Buck was managing all this multitasking. He could barely stay focused on one sensation. Buck's finger slowly probing, rubbing into the deepest part of him. His hand skillfully twisting with just the right pressure. And he still had his fucking commentary. Because Buck couldn't ever shut up.

Eddie loved him for it but god. He didn't know how he was managing it. "More. Fuck, cariño. More."

Buck obeyed, adding in another finger, going even deeper. He went back to using his mouth, suckling at the top of Eddie's cock, using his hand to stroke the rest. Occasionally he would dip down to play with his balls and -

Fuck.

Eddie jolted up as a bolt of pleasure zinged through his spine. Buck just threw his arm across Eddie's hips and kissed the tip of his leaking dick. "Feel good?"

"You asshole. You know it does."

Buck just smiled as he continued to rub at Eddie's prostate, adding in another finger. He went back to fully swallowing Eddie down but Eddie couldn't have that.

He wanted to come with Buck inside him.

He pushed his hands into Buck's hair, pulling his head up. Buck moaned, closing his eyes in bliss. Fuck. Eddie couldn't resist guiding Buck's movements, fucking his face as he so clearly wanted. He went lax, humming, whining. Pure bliss as he lazily opened his eyes a bit and found Eddie's.

"You are so beautiful, querido. You take me so well, make me feel so good."

Buck whined, sliding his arm from across Eddie's hips to meet his hands in his hair. He pulled, and Eddie got the message, tugging on Buck's curls. His fingers were still pounding relentlessly into Eddie. Changing the rhythm every so often. Fast, slow, furiously insistent, devastatingly mellow. Rubbing his prostate only to then completely ignoring it and make Eddie go fucking wild.

He didn't know how Buck was managing to do it, looking as blissed out as he did.

Hips free, Eddie started grinding up into Buck's face, pushing his dick down his greedy throat. Eddie threw his head back, right on the edge. He could come again with Buck inside him, it would be fine. He was close, so close -

When Buck stopped. Pulling off his cock, pulling his fingers out, leaving Eddie empty. There was a sound that Eddie never heard himself make before.

"Don't whine." Buck sat up, wiping his hands off on the sheet next to Eddie. He chuckled a bit at Eddie's disgusted face. "I'm about to give you everything you've been asking for, sweetheart."

Eddie melted back into the mattress, reaching out for Buck. "Come on, fuck me, I'm so empty."

"You're so impatient, is what you are. Which is kind of weird, if you think about it. Usually you're the patient one." He had a thoughtful look on his face as if he was actually pondering the fucking thought.

Oh god. I'm in love with an idiot.

"Buck. Fuck me now or I swear I will leave this bed and finish it myself in the bathroom."

Buck leaned forward, over Eddie, hands on either side of his head. "You wouldn't fucking dare."

"Try me. I have toys, I know how to get myself off." He raised a challenging eyebrow at Buck. "You want to test me or you want to fuck me? The choice is yours, I get off either way."

"Fuck, sweetheart. You're so - so..." Whatever Eddie was, he never found out as Buck captured his lips. The kiss was hot, wet, wild. Nipping, tongues, moans. Eddie got lost in it, not even fully registering when Buck lubed up his cock. Only fully realizing it when he felt it rest against his entrance. "Are you ready? I know you've never done this before. It can be weird at first, I don't want to hurt you -"

"Buck. Mi amor. I love you. I trust you. I'm fine." He reached a hand up to stroke Buck's cheek, smiling as he leaned into it. "But I really, really need you in me. Now."

"Okay. Right. Okay." He seemed to be psyching himself up more than anything which was just so adorable. He had a little scrunch to his brow that Eddie couldn't resist kissing.

"You would think this is your first time or something," Eddie joked, a little nervously. Was Buck having second thoughts?

"I just... really need this to be perfect for you. You deserve that." He was looking down, away. Not meeting Eddie's gaze, as if he was nervous to admit it.

"Buck." Eddie knew his eyes were soft and round at that. "It's already perfect. It's you. It's us. There's no one else I'd want to be my first." And maybe this was moving too fast but. "There's no one else I want to be my last."

Buck looked up at that, a little surprised. "Can a first be a last?"

"Why not?" Eddie shrugged. "If you know for sure that's your person."

Buck glanced away again, gaze going a little distant before snapping back to Eddie. "You're my last."

"If you want me to be."

"I'm your last."

"If you let me."

They stared at each other for a beat longer before a huge smile crossed Buck's face. He leaned in to press kisses all over Eddie's face. "I'm gonna fuck you now."

"Finally." Eddie playfully rolled his eyes.

Buck paused again, right after getting lined back up. "No. Wait. I'm not gonna fuck you."

Eddie felt his face contort into confusion. "What?"

"I'm gonna make love to you."

"Oh my god, you are such a -"

Whatever he was going to call Buck was lost as all at once, Buck plunged into Eddie, leaving him breathless. He felt Buck's cock, nestled right against his prostate. His own dick jumped, a spurt of precome dribbling out. Buck stilled, waiting for Eddie to adjust and smirking down at him. "You were saying?"

"Oh - oh, fuck."

"Yeah, the first time can be a lot."

That felt like an understatement.

He would be lying if he said he was totally comfortable. It was kind of a weird weird feeling. Definitely different from his fingers. Different from Buck's fingers. Different even from his toys. But it also felt so... nice. That felt like the wrong word to use but he didn't know what else fit. He felt connected to Buck in a way he never felt before. It was sort of similar to his first time with Shannon but also completely different. And Eddie loved that.

He loved that he had this first with Buck.

This time that was all theirs.

Once he settled, though, he just had a burning desire for Buck to - "Move."

"What? It sounded like you were asking something of me, but you said it so rudely, I can't be sure."

"Don't be a brat. I need you to move, Buck." He wrapped his legs around Buck's waist, heels digging into his back. "Move."

"I think you can say - whoa!" Buck was cut off by Eddie flipping them once again. The new angle had Buck pushing in even deeper. Eddie groaned, balancing himself on Buck's chest and taking a few deep breaths. "Are you okay? You didn't hurt yourself, right? You gotta be careful, Eds!"

"You weren't moving. Obviously I had to do it myself."

"You just had to say please!"

"Aw." He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to Buck's nose. He tried to hide the hitch in his breath as he felt Buck shift inside him, gliding along the nub of his prostate. He felt over and understimulated all at the same time. "It's cute you think you're in charge here, cariño."

Buck just stared up at him, wide eyed. He threw his head back once Eddie began to move. "Fuck, Eds."

Eddie started off slow, getting used to the rhythm, the movement, the feeling. But then, Buck twisted his hips just right and something within Eddie roared to life. He began grinding in earnest, scratching his nails down Buck's chest. He flicked his nipple as he passed just to elicit that beautiful whimper.

Buck moved his own hips in tandem with Eddie, one hand on his waist to help steady him, the other wrapping around his cock. "You look so pretty, up above me, taking your pleasure from me. That's it. Are you close, baby?" He picked up the pace, both of his hips and his hand. Eddie was helpless in trying to keep up.

He nodded, bouncing wildly in Buck's lap, the sound of his ass slapping against Buck's thighs creating a symphony in his ecstasy. "I'm so close, querido."

But he wanted Buck to come first.

He needed Buck to come first.

He wanted to be fully cognizant of the sensations.

So he slapped Buck's hand away, pinning both to the bed. He hunched over him, grinding slow and deep, then shallow and fast. "But I want you to come first. I want to see your pretty face when you do."

Buck's cheeks were a pretty pink, eyes hazy as he gazed up at Eddie. "I love you."

"I love you, too." Eddie picked up his pace. "I love you so much, Buck. You're so good. So good to me. So perfect. All for me, cariño."

Buck nodded frantically. "All yours, I'm all yours, always. So good for you, only you, and - oh fuck!"

Eddie kept his movements up as Buck came, wanting to memorize as much as he could about the moment. Staying with him through the orgasm. Keeping himself in pleasure while witnessing Buck. The way his face was twisted. The way his hips stuttered. The feeling of his come filling Eddie up in a way he never felt before. Buck's body was strung tight before collapsing all at once into the bed. His chest heaved with heavy breaths as he stared at Eddie. "Fuck."

"Good?" Eddie picked back up his movements, desperate to come now that Buck had.

"So good. Fucking amazing." His hands found Eddie's hips again, helping him along with his grinding. "Come on, baby, your turn. Come for me, I want to see you."

"I love you so much," Eddie panted out as Buck practically slammed his hips up into him. It hit him just right and -

He came, the spurts flying everywhere. Landing on Buck's face, his chest. The sight had a few more spurts coming out. He collapsed onto Buck's chest, as Buck went limp. The only sounds in the room for a few moments was their heavy breathing.

"We should clean up, it's gonna get gross."

Eddie whined, turning his head to put his forehead on Buck's chest. "Not yet. I'm comforfable."

"Come on, we could maybe shower together?" Buck pressed a kiss to his head. Eddie turned up into it for a real kiss. It was lazy, more just their lips moving together than anything else. Eddie broke it with a smile.

"I could maybe be enticed for a shower. But I'm thinking I can make the job a bit easier." He rubbed a spurt of come off Buck's cheek with his thumb, looked at it consideringly, and stuck his thumb in his mouth.

He had never tasted come before. He couldn't say he particularly liked the taste. But the look in Buck's eyes?

Worth it.

Buck pulled him down for another frantic kiss. Eddie's hand landed on Buck's chest to steady himself, landing right in some come. He rubbed it into Buck's pec, his tattoo.

That he liked.

Feeling like he was animalistically marking what was his.

The feralness that rose up in him had him deepening the kiss, tongue probing at Buck's lips. But Buck pulled back. "Whoa. You want to go for round two already?"

"There's still so much I want to try. There's a lot that goes into sex, right? I wanna fuck you. I wanna taste your come. I wanna have my ass eaten out. I wanna eat you out -"

Buck covered Eddie's mouth with his hand. Eddie felt his dick jump inside him, causing him to whimper.

"We'll get to it, we have time." He slid his hand down to rub a thumb over the apple of Eddie's cheek. "We can - what did you say earlier? Savor it."

"Sure, but do you remember what else I said?" Buck furrowed his brow. Eddie just grinned maniacally, excited for the rest of the night and all he had planned.