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[eddiebabygirldiaz]

Several Sentences Sunday

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paint sex is gonna be finished either today or tomorrow, hooray! so here's some more of the smutty softness that took me like 35K to get to

Blue that is just a couple shades darker than what is covering their skin consumes Eddie’s vision, blinking down at him with a hazy heat and shimmering like watery sunlight pouring through glass that’s been stained blue. “Okay,” Buck says gently, coming forward to kiss Eddie’s lips, his cheeks, the underside of his chin, and then right above the mark he made. Buck braces a hand on the ground and spreads his knees further apart so he can lean back and then he pushes Eddie’s shirt up until it’s bunched around his collarbones. A wicked grin stretches across Buck’s lips, wild and untamed and broad, digging into his cheeks in a way that shouldn’t be cute but is, and it stays in place as he bows his back and leans down to bite at Eddie’s side right over his ribs. Eddie gasps, a shiver tearing through him that’s as hot as his blood and as slick as the paint coating the length of his back. The curve of Buck’s smile over one of the most sensitive places on Eddie’s body is almost unbearably intimate and Eddie can do nothing but clutch at Buck’s shoulders as he continues his assault, licking over Eddie’s skin and biting him hard enough that it’s just on the edge of too painful. “I love you right here,” Buck says quietly, lustfully, reverently. “I love this part of you.” A whining laugh bursts out of Eddie. “It’s just my side, baby.” He glances down to see Buck shake his head, his curls jostling slightly with the movement. “No. No, it’s beautiful.” Buck looks up at him from beneath his eyelashes, a dangerously coy expression splattered across his face, more stark and bright than the paint on their skin. “This slope right here,” Buck continues, dragging the tip of his tongue between two of Eddie’s ribs. “The indent of your muscle stretching over your bones. The way it’s so sensitive. The fact that I can feel your pulse so bright and strong against my hands or mouth. Almost like your heart is trying to break out and bleed all over me.”

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