#buddie smut

[honestlydarkprincess]

chafe the skin (you know i like it rough)

buck x eddie || rated: e || wc: 5.9k

Buck had a problem.

A very, very big problem.

Eddie hadn’t shaved in two days.

Or, the stubble fic.

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[diazsdimples]

Sev....eral sentence Sunday!

Tagged by @cal-daisies-and-briars @wikiangela and @loserdiaz, thank you guys!! Here's another snippet of the Musician AU and poor Eddie is going through it today.

 At rehearsal the next day, Eddie is a complete, flustered mess. From the moment he walks into the auditorium and sees Buck sitting up the front with Bobby, he can’t stop thinking about the feeling of Buck’s lips on his, the way Buck was grinding against him while pushing Eddie against the wall, or how Buck’s hands had run all over his body as if he were mapping it out. Eddie can’t stop watching Buck as he plays, which isn’t exactly a problem until Eddie’s thoughts run away with him. Buck’s cello is held tightly between his legs as he plays and Eddie can’t stop thinking about how much he wishes it was him between Buck’s thighs instead, those big quads squeezing him from every direction. He watches as Buck’s fingers tap incessantly against the fingerboard and he wonders what else Buck’s fingers can do, wonders how good they’d feel if they were curled inside him, tapping against his prostate as he slowly finger-fucks Eddie into oblivion. Eddie’s cock gives a hopeful twitch in his pants and he takes a deep, steadying breath, willing himself to calm down and think about something else. He’s a professional, for God’s sake, and he will not get an erection in the middle of rehearsal. He forces himself to think about wrinkly, old grandmas and mall Santa Clauses and definitely not the way Buck’s pecs are straining against the buttons of his shirt or the way he – “Eddie, are you with us?” Eddie’s brought from his thoughts with a jolt as he realises Bobby is looking at him with a mixture of annoyance and concern on his face and everything has suddenly gone silent. Fuck, he’s been so caught up in his fantasy that he’s missed his entry and now everyone is looking at him. His eyes flicker over to Buck and the bastard is smirking at him, slowly licking his lips as he looks Eddie up and down. “S-sorry Bobby, lost count” Eddie stammers and he can feel his face burning. If Bobby thinks Eddie’s acting weirdly, he doesn’t press it, but Eddie knows he’s got to pull himself together sharpish if he doesn’t want there to be any uncomfortable questions later.

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[ebdaydreamer]

it's a bad idea (let's do it anyway)

9-1-1 - 16.9k words - Explicit - AO3

When the loneliness of missing Abby got too much, Buck headed to a bar. When Eddie celebrated finishing the Fire Academy, his Abuela took his son and told him to go enjoy himself. Neither of them expected the other.

Buck was still with Abby, Eddie was still technically married.

There was no way this could end well

OR

the hook up fic

he first time Buck went to a bar alone after Abby left, he lasted exactly 7 minutes and 22 seconds before he turned around and went back to her apartment. It’d been so long since he went to a bar by himself. He had always gone with the sole purpose of hooking up. But Buck wasn’t that guy anymore, he didn’t want to be. Besides, he missed Abby too much to enjoy himself.

The second time Buck went into a bar alone was 4 months after she left. He managed to have at least one drink this time. The words ‘I don’t mind, you’re young, do whatever’ circled around his brain. But when he finally worked up the courage to actually take in the people around him, guilt hit him like a tidal wave. He didn’t want to hook up anymore. How could he, when he’d had the real thing and knew how good it could be?

The third time Buck went to a bar alone, he was a fully-fledged firefighter. As much of a high as that gave him, he was still restless. That night was even worse than good old-fashioned horniness. That he could handle with his hand. His skin was itching, and he wanted to crawl out of his brain. He needed something stronger and more settling than himself. Abby had been gone for months, and they were talking less and less.

‘I’m just going to look,’ he told himself. ‘Maybe the rush of that will be enough.’

Then a dark, handsome stranger walked in.

Now, in his Buck 1.0 days, he was never picky. He’d sleep with anyone he had any kind of good vibe with. Yes, he mostly slept with women, but as far as hookups go, it was usually quicker and easier, and they were more likely to be more receptive. He’d dodged a fair few punches for flirting with the wrong guy before. Needless to say, Buck never saw himself as having much of a type beyond ‘consenting’ before Abby came along.

This man, it turned out, was his type.

Dark, fluffy combed back hair, neat matching stubble, clearly works out - he could see his biceps from across the bar and through his flannel shirt. Alone.

Buck was with Abby, but there wasn’t a chance in hell he was walking out of that bar without at least buying Mr. Wet Dream a drink.

Eddie wanted the ground to swallow him whole.

He was too much of a pushover when it came to his Abuela and Tía. He’d gotten his assignment, told when his first day of work would be, and they’d practically kidnapped Chris and thrown him out the door.

“Eddito, for once in your life, let off steam while you still can.”

So now he was in a random bar in LA, feeling even more lost than when he packed his life up in a car and moved states.

It was a weekday, so the bar wasn’t too crowded. There was a TV showing some kind of sport on one wall. Maybe he could just grab a drink or two and watch whatever game was on, then go home and try and get a full night of sleep for once.

He took a seat at the bar, and was about to grab the bartender’s attention when suddenly, there was a solid mass pressed up against his side.

“Can I buy you a drink?”

Eddie turned his head, ready to politely decline, but then-

Wow.

He had never used the word ‘pretty’ to describe a man before, but dear God, this must be the prettiest man Eddie’s ever seen.

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[exhuastedpigeon]

can't make it stop, give me all you got

Explicit || 4.1k || Buddie fucking in the club

Eddie wishes he could say he had no idea how he had gotten himself into this situation, but that would be a lie. He had known exactly what he was doing when he put on his ‘sluttiest’ (Chim’s words not his) tank top and his tightest jeans before meeting the 118 at Hen and Karen’s before the Pride parade. He’d been fully aware of himself when he’d let Karen put glitter on his face and chest.  And he’d known exactly what he was doing when he had grabbed Buck by the belt to pull him away from the extremely hot guy he was talking to at the bar and onto the dance floor. He had been fully aware that he might be blowing up the best friendship he’d ever had, but based on the way Buck’s eyes had widened with surprise and then his face had split into a soft smile, he didn’t think he had to worry.  It wasn’t just the smile that made him feel like he didn’t have anything to worry about though. It was also the way Buck hadn’t been able to take his eyes off of him for most of the day. It was the way Buck had slung an arm over Eddie’s shoulders at the parade and then left it there for over thirty minutes. It was the way Buck leaned into Eddie’s touches - the way Buck had been leaning into them for months now.  “Are we really doing this?” Buck’s lips graze the shell of Eddie’s ear as he speaks. They're in a club, the music is loud, so Eddie would have chalked the proximity of Buck’s mouth up to that, but Buck nips at his earlobe. “I think we are,” Eddie grins and turns his face to capture Buck’s mouth with his. He doesn’t care that they’re probably in view of all of their friends. He doesn’t care that there are sweaty, dancing bodies all around them. All he can think about is the way Buck’s hands feel on his waist, the way Buck’s breath hitches as Eddie grabs a handful of his ass. He’s only had one drink, so Eddie can’t blame alcohol for his boldness. He doesn’t want to have an excuse to fall back on though. He wants Buck without guilt. He fucking needs Buck’s hands to stay on him, he doesn’t care who’s there to see. 

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[fortheloveofbuddie]

Fuck it Friday 💗

So I haven’t really been writing much lately but I got a prompt from anon (shoutout to you!) the other day that got the juices flowing lol. It’s about Buck getting a bad chronic pain flare up during sex and Eddie taking care of him 🥰

And a huge thank you to @tizniz for the encouragement (and for the tag)😘

NSFW under cut

Buck slowly lifts his head, only to be met by impatient brown eyes and he can’t help but to marvel at the sight that is his boyfriend. Slightly ruffled (pullable) hair, plump pink lips, a face that looks like it was carved by the gods and eyes that are literally screaming ‘fuck me’ beneath long dark lashes.

He shifts his weight slightly, putting just a little more pressure against Eddie’s cock, another pretty moan escaping his lips. Fuck, he loves how quickly Eddie becomes hard for him, how much he desires him for everything that he is. Buck traces his thumbs against Eddie’s pulse point, seeing how gorgeous red marks have already started to appear around his wrists.

Eddie would be lying if he said that he didn’t enjoy it a little too much when Buck takes control like this, when he manhandles him and truly just puts his strength to good use. Sure, he puts his strength to good use at work too but that doesn’t leave marks on his skin, which is what Eddie yearns for more than anything right now.

“Wanna touch you” Eddie almost whines against Buck’s lips when they’re finally on his again. He doesn’t even get to finish his sentence before he can feel the corners of Buck’s lips tugging up in what he knows is going to be an amused grin.

He knows Buck a little too well because as their eyes lock once more, his blue eyes are shimmering with delight and a hint of satisfaction. “How?” Buck questions, pink tongue tracing along his upper lip as he gently releases pressure on Eddie’s wrists.

Eddie pushes himself forward which results in Buck’s leg disappearing from beneath his and he swallows harshly as his eyes get a glance at Buck’s fully hardened cock. Eddie hooks a finger in his boyfriend’s belt loop, closing the distance between them. He bites Buck’s nipple, lightly at first but soon he adds a little more force and when he pulls away, he blows a cold breath against Buck’s damp skin.

“Any way you want me to, baby” Eddie’s voice darkens slightly as he lets himself push Buck’s shirt down his shoulders, giving them a firm squeeze as he does and he shivers lightly as he can feel Buck flexing beneath his touch.

Showoff.

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[cowboysandpilots]

Over the Balcony (18+)

This is a continuation of this little ficlet

—

Eddie took his challenge of finding a time when the firehouse was empty very seriously. It started off as a joke, a little tease, but now he really wanted to do it.

The firehouse was rarely empty, but they were having some routine maintenance made on the alarms and the speakers, which meant that the 118 was bunking with another firehouse, and their house would be empty for at least a few days. That's when Eddie put his plan into action.

He snuck into the firehouse after he knew that all the workers had left for the night and texted Buck to meet him there. The other man was confused but showed up, of course. Holding his arms out in question. "I don't think we're supposed to be in here."

Eddie can't help but chuckle. "I wouldn't expect you to worry about that."

"Hey, old me wouldn't, but you know I'm trying to be better. I haven't stolen a fire truck in years." Buck grins.

"Okay, well, I'm gonna need you to bring back Buck 1.0 for this. Just for a little while." Eddie smirks, brushing his thumb over Buck's cheek.

"Why? What are we doing?" He snorts softly

Eddie leans forward and kisses up Buck's jaw before turning him around to face the view of the lower level. "I'm gonna fuck you over the balcony." He says lowly into Buck's ear from behind.

Buck can't help but shiver, and he's already half-hard in his pants. He never actually thought Eddie would take him up on this; it was just a joke, right? Not anymore. "Yeah, yeah." Buck breathes because he sure as hell isn't gonna say no.

While Eddie is reaching into one of his pockets for the small bottle of lube and the condom he brought, Buck is working on getting his pants about halfway down his thighs. They both knew this wasn't going to be anything but a quick fuck; it couldn't be, for risk of getting caught.

Eddie slicked up two fingers with a generous amount of lube, kissing down Buck's neck with his hand gently placed on the man's throat. He waits until Buck seems distracted by the feeling and a little more relaxed before he carefully works both of his fingers into the man's tight hole and scissors him open.

By the time Eddie has him stretched enough to take his cock, Buck is practically shaking and buckling at the knees. He lets out an obscenely loud moan as Eddie curls his fingers up and presses right against his prostate. It echos off the empty walls, and it makes them both blush, and Eddie tells him not to stop even though he removes his fingers right after.

Eddie takes his time lubing up his condom-covered cock after he's got his own pants down, listening to Buck's ragged breathing. Just thinking about the fact that he was the one to do that makes his cock twitch in his hand.

Buck turns his head back as much as he can to kiss Eddie. It's awkward, and the position puts a crick in his neck, but he could care less because Eddie uses the kiss to push the blunt head of his cock into Buck's ready opening, and it makes him moan into the kiss, only breaking when Eddie has bottomed out. His breath is still ragged, and Eddie barely gives him any time to adjust before he's pulling back out just halfway and slamming back in, making Buck moan again.

"That's it, baby, sound so good. Wanna hear you." Eddie grunts out, rocking his hips forward so hard that Buck has to brace himself on the railing of the balcony, already bent at the stomach.

It's much hotter than Buck even thought it would be when he first teased Eddie about it. His knuckles are white against the railing, and he knows his hips are going to be bruised from the way they keep slamming into the glass. He doesn't let the moans stop coming or the strangled whines of his boyfriend's name when Eddie reaches around to start stroking him.

"Fuck, oh fuck. Harder. Wanna feel this for weeks." Buck admits, and it makes Eddie chuckle breathlessly.

"I can never say no to you, cowboy." He places his free hand on Buck's upper back between his shoulder blades to push him further over the balcony and pushes his ass out and up a bit more to let Eddie thrust harder.

At this point, Buck is hoping that this railing is not real glass and just plexi glass because it's shaking with each thrust that are coming in quick succession, and he's not sure how they would explain it breaking from this. He's moaning to the ground that he can't even see while his eyes are screwed shut with equal pleasure, and the pain that being bent like this is causing him.

The tightness in his stomach seems to come way too quick, and he has to force actual words to come out of his mouth instead of just desperate whines and whimpers. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum" He manages to grunt out. A warning that doesn't even make Eddie falter.

"Right there with you, baby," Eddie grunts back, and he sounds just as desperate as Buck feels when the grip on his cock tightens and speeds up.

It's just a minute before Buck is cumming, thick white ropes splattering against the glass in front of him with a loud shout of Eddie's name. The sheer force of his orgasm causes him to clench around Eddie's thick cock, and that's what ultimately does him in, tipping him over the edge and shooting his load into the condom, still buried deep inside Buck.

Every inch of him wishes that his cum was coating the inside of Buck instead of the condom, but he knew they wouldn't have time for a cleanup like that in a place like this. They stay like that for a while, though, Eddie's chest against Buck's back while they both try to catch their breath. It's only after Eddie had pulled out and disposed of the condom that Buck speaks, blissed-out smile still on his lips.

"Maybe this wasn't such a great idea. I'm definitely gonna want to do that again, and we won't get another chance."

Eddie only smirks. "Maybe not after today, but I don't think they'll be back again tonight." He says with a raised eyebrow.

Buck leans forward and kisses Eddie as an answer, pushing his tongue into the older man's mouth.

Yeah, they had all night.

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Spare change? 🤲🏻

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[iltrpls]

fandom : 9-1-1 on abc

relationship : evan buckley x eddie díaz

status : 1/1

summary : Facing each other on the same pillow they share, Buck smiles, a spark in his eyes Eddie doesn't immediately recognize and brings his fingers briefly to brush through Eddie’s hair before going back to his waist.

“Can I suck you off?”

Jesus Christ, okay. Good motherfucking morning!

Or : Buddie first blowjob fic

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[lizzybizzyzzz]

“Are you seriously still upset that you don't have abs?”

Buck’s head snaps up. “What? No! I was- That’s not even what I was thinking at all!” He says. “I was mad that you’ve done seventy fucking jumping jacks and you’re not even red! You’re barely sweating, I- You think I don’t have abs?”

Eddie winces. “Uh-”

“I do,” Buck sets the barbell on the ground and stands up from the bench. He cuts an impressive figure, built like a brick house and so big that he makes Eddie feel like a damsel in distress grabbing Prince Charming’s huge biceps after he slays the mean, oppressive dragon. He almost forgets why Buck is stalking up to him until he speaks again “I do have abs.”

Eddie has two options.

One: he could agree with Buck and they can move on. They don’t have to make this A Thing.

Two: he could bicker with his boyfriend and possibly create some super hot sexual tension where Buck gets bossy until he thinks he’s proven Eddie right. This one ends in Eddie getting fucked against the wall, or their kitchen table, or the couch, or-

“I know you don't."

or, while buck pouts about not having trademark 8-pack abs, eddie shows him just how much he loves his boyfriend's body

lizzybizzyzzz in ao3 | 10k, completed | explicit, porn w/ plot

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[thewolvesof1998]

Seven Sentence Sunday

Tagged by @spotsandsocks @alyxmastershipper @wildlife4life @wikiangela @loserdiaz @disasterbuckdiaz @mangacat201

Here's part 3 of my heatwave fic, Part 1, Part 2 (by the way this is seven sentences 😂 I might need to work on sentence length)

His jaw doesn’t drop in shock but it’s a close thing, “What?” “I feel like we’ve been dancing around each other for months, if not years, and tell me if I’m reading this wrong, but I really want you to touch me and I think you want to touch me too,” Buck’s rambling now, like he does when he gets nervous, “I mean, I want to kiss you too, like a lot but, gods Eddie I can’t stop think about your hands, I just need you to touch me.” Eddie's hand is on Buck before he can really think it through, he’s pretty sure he aimed for his usual shoulder squeeze but his brain short circuit between deciding to move and reaching Buck and now his hand is on his peck and by god it takes everything in him not to squeeze.  Eddie can’t look away from his hand, lines of black ink peaking in between splayed fingers, heat is radiating off of Buck, his skin slick with sweat, mixing with coarse chest hair to create sensations that Eddie’s never experienced before, something he never knew he wanted to experience before Buck. His hand slides down until his fingers brush against Buck’s pink nipple, his breath catches, and Eddie’s gaze flickers up to Buck’s face, he’s biting his bottom lip so hard that he’s surely going to draw blood.  “Should I tell you how much I’ve wanted to touch you, how much I’ve wanted to get my mouth on you?” Buck moans, “Eds please.”

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[honestlydarkprincess]

pretty in pink

buck x eddie || rating: explicit || wc: 3.9k

The third time that Buck shivered, Eddie put down his phone and huffed. “Okay that’s it. I’m getting you a sweater or something,” Eddie said, moving away from the kitchen island in Buck’s apartment and making his way to the stairs.

“What?” Buck looked confused.

“You’ve been shivering for ten minutes, Buck. You need a hoodie.”

“Thanks, Eds,” Buck called after him, busying himself with the vegetables he was chopping instead of the warm feeling that bloomed in his chest at the way Eddie always took such good care of him.

Eddie jogged up the stairs and went to Buck’s drawers, searching for a sweatshirt or something that would keep Buck warm. What he wasn’t expecting, was to open Buck’s bottom drawer and find something hidden— something pink. Furrowing his brow, Eddie pulled out the piece of fabric and looked down at his hands in shock.

Panties.

Or, the one where Eddie finds out Buck's little secret and Buck wrongly assumes he has a problem with it so Eddie has to set things straight.

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[diazsdimples]

WIP Wednesday

Starting this one a little early cause it's a Wednesday afternoon here in NZ and it turns out waiting for surgery to be done is really boring. Please enjoy some more Musician AU. It's another long one, I'm very sorry

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Buck releases Eddie and leans against a shelf that contains several folders of music, about a dozen bows in various states of disrepair, and, weirdly, a collection of triangles. His gaze rakes Eddie, looking him up and down as though he’s drinking in his appearance. It makes Eddie shiver.

“What’s – uh – what’s up?” Eddie asks, folding his arms and trying to act nonchalant, even though his heart is beating against his chest like a drum.

Buck lets out a small laugh and steps closer to Eddie, circling his hands around Eddie’s wrists and prising his arms apart so they hang loosely by his sides. Buck slides his hands down and laces his fingers with Eddie’s, pulling him in close so their noses are pressed together. Eddie’s breath hitches.

“I could ask you the same thing, what happened to you earlier hmm?”

Buck’s voice is deep and gravelly. He sounds amused but beneath it is a hint of something deeper, something more than Eddie’s able to discern at that moment.

Eddie tries to pull away, tries to do his best as playing it off as though he’d just gotten distracted and lost count, nothing more, but Buck won’t allow it. His fingers are gripping Eddie’s, not hard but firm enough for Eddie to know that releasing Buck’s hands isn’t an option right now.

“I was – I was daydreaming” Eddie replies lamely. Buck lets out a chuckle, rumbling low in his chest, and he nuzzles Eddie’s neck, his mouth dragging softly over the delicate skin just below his jawline.

“Daydreaming about what?” Buck hums, nosing Eddie’s ear and gently nipping at the fleshy lobe. Fuck, Buck knows, he knows what Eddie was thinking about and he wants Eddie to say it.

You. I was thinking about you. About your fingers and your thighs and how badly I want them around me, in me, pressing me down.

Eddie can’t say that though. Honestly, he’s not sure he could say anything right now because he’s so fucking flustered and Buck’s mouth feels so good against his neck, gently breezing over his skin and pressing little kisses against his jaw. Instead, he lets out a high, reedy whine, pressing himself forward into Buck.

Buck chuckles softly again and releases one of Eddie’s hands, bringing his own hand up to cup Eddie’s face, angling it so they’re looking into each other’s eyes. “C’mon Eddie, I could see it in your eyes. You wanted something.”

Eddie squirms, unable to hold Buck’s earnest gaze any longer. He ducks his head, face reddening more by the second. “Don’t wanna say. Don’t want to be too much” he mumbles, voice barely audible.

Buck hooks his finger under Eddie’s chin and lifts his head, catching Eddie’s gaze. “You’d never be too much for me, Eddie, never ever.” He moves his hand so he’s cupping the back of Eddie’s head, fingers gently brushing against the nape of his neck. “You’re perfect just the way you are”.

Something inside Eddie snaps at those words and he surges forward, just as Buck closes the gap between them, and their lips crash together. This kiss is nothing like last night's. It’s hot, messy, and passionate, both men battling for dominance initially but then Eddie backs down and lets Buck take the lead. It feels good, right even, to allow himself to relinquish control to someone else. And even though he’s only known Buck for a very short space of time, he somehow knows Buck is going to take care of him. Very good care.

Buck spins Eddie around and pushes him against the door, flatting himself against his body. Buck grinds into him and Eddie lets out a low, guttural groan as Buck’s cock grinds into his, sending sparks of undiluted pleasure down his spine. It’s been such a long time since anyone kissed him like this (honestly, he’s not sure if he’s ever been kissed like this come to think of it) and his cock is suddenly standing to attention like a very enthusiastic soldier.

Buck nips very gently at Eddie’s bottom lip and Eddie opens his mouth, allowing Buck to lick inside his mouth. The energy and fervour with which Buck is kissing him is insane and Eddie’s starting to get a bit lightheaded. He’s a brass player and he prides himself in his ability to hold his breath for ages, but his lungs are burning, Buck’s passion sucking the breath out of him.

He pulls away and rests his forehead against Buck’s, panting heavily. Buck’s breathing hard too, but he’s watching Eddie hungrily, eyes roaming over Eddie’s face and shoulders.

“Now will you tell me what it is you want?” Buck asks as he brushes a lock of hair from Eddie’s forehead.

Eddie’s resolve crumbles. “You” he manages. “I want you.”

Buck’s eyes are dark and full of lust. “Good boy” he praises and a wave of arousal hits Eddie like a truck. “Now, on your knees”.

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[buddieswhvre]

Currently thinking of a fic based on song gorgeous and 2.01 buddie. I want hate or rather a bit of dislike sex between buddie. Imagine Buck with "You're so cool it makes me hate you so much!" and Eddie with "ocean blue eyes looking in mine, you've ruined my life by not being mine."

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[exhuastedpigeon]

💋 kiss and make up 💋

Buddie | Explicit | 3.3k | One Shot

Eddie always thought that if he and Buck ever kissed it would be in the heat of the moment, it would be pure relief that they were still alive. Maybe after a big rescue or (another) near death experience. That if it wasn’t in the heat of the moment as they both came down from an adrenaline rush that it would be something soft, probably in one of their kitchens while they did the dishes. He always figured that the first kiss would be like a homecoming. (Not that Eddie thought about kissing Buck often, because he doesn’t do that.) Instead of being soft and sweet or adrenaline fueled and filled with love and thanks that they're both alive, their first kiss comes in the middle of a fight in Eddie’s living room.  And listen, they don’t fight often. Sure, Eddie’s fully aware that they bicker. He’s pretty sure more than one person in their chosen family has said that they bicker like an old married couple. But actually fight? They really don’t do that often, and when they do it’s usually an explosion and anyone around them is just collateral damage.  The last time they fought, like actually fought with raised voices and words designed to hit where it hurts, was when Eddie left the 118 almost two years ago now. The time before that had been in the middle of a grocery store about two years before that. And actually, now that Eddie’s thought about it, they tend to have a big, blow-up fight every couple of years. Maybe that’s how long it takes for all of the stuff they push down to spill over. 

Continue on Ao3

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[178owintersball]

need buddie smut recommendations…for research.

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[watchyourbuck]

Seven Sentence Sunday!

tagged by @wikiangela @disasterbuckdiaz @hippolotamus @alyxmastershipper @wildlife4life @transbuck @honestlydarkprincess @lover-of-mine thank you!!!💗 you’re all amazing

wip based on the casino ep, where Eddie gets turned on by Buck’s poker skills. I hope you like it!!🤸🏽✨

Eddie shushed him, pressing him further into the pool table, sliding his knee between his legs. “C’mon, Buck, what are you afraid of?”

The rigidness of their suits made Buck harder, taking his breath away. His eyes scanned Eddie, who had apparently gone insane. “Getting recorded, for once” he mumbled, rushing his words, pointing at the camera in the right upper corner.

“The place’s empty, genius.”

As much as it sounded like a tease, his intelligence was the reason they were here in the first place. Eddie pressed harder, finally prompting a moan out of Buck. The man smiled, biting his lips to hide the smugness.

“I hate you” whispered Buck, taking short breaths. His body was overwhelmed with electricity from every point of contact with Eddie. He bucked his hips, rutting against his partner.

“Do you now?” he asked, moving his hands down Buck’s sides, squeezing his waist and hips, his nice undershirt now ruined. Buck nodded, just a little too late. Eddie laughed mischievously. “See, I don’t think you do.”

Eddie was known to be skilled with his hands, but Buck was still surprised when the man spun him around and pressed him against the table, bending him over. He gasped. “Fucking Christ.”

“Pray all you want, baby, I’m the only one who’ll hear.”

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Tags!! @thewolvesof1998 @housewifebuck @buckleys-diaz @cowboydiazes @try-set-me-on-fire @eowon @giddyupbuck @cowboy-buddie @fortheloveofbuddie @forthewolves @eddie---diaz @eddiediaztho @eddiesbvckley (no pressure!💗)

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[smilingbuckley]

I want to feel your love like the weather (all over me)

Rating: E

Words: 4,532

Buddie Bingo: there's only one bed

Additional Tags: Sharing a Bed, Getting Together, First Time, First Kiss, Road Trips, Hotels, Hotel Sex, Hook-Up, Post-Season/Series 06, POV Evan "Buck" Buckley, Insecure Evan "Buck" Buckley, Top Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Bottom Evan "Buck" Buckley, Cuddling & Snuggling, Breakfast in Bed, Light Angst, Sleepy Kisses, Explicit Sexual Content, Evan "Buck" Buckley is Flexible, Pre-Relationship Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Love Confessions, Rain, Thunder and Lightning, Banter, Eddie Diaz Takes Care of Evan "Buck" Buckley, Confident Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV)

Summary:

On their way home from a road trip, Buck and Eddie are caught in a storm and take the last room possible in a small, old motel. Said room only has a small bed. There's nothing wrong with sharing, they've shared a bed before, right? But the night doesn't exactly go as Buck has expected.

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The bed, just like almost everything in this cheap motel, creaks as Eddie lays down under the covers. Buck stares at the small space left and sighs, “Move to your side.”

“I can’t sleep on my side,” Eddie complains, “You know that. I’m a stomach sleeper.”

“Yeah, but unless you want me to sleep on this cold floor, you’re gonna have to lay on your side.”

Eddie lets out a dramatic sigh. “Fine,” he says as he turns his back to Buck.

Buck does his best to get into the bed without jostling Eddie around too much. He accidentally kicks his shin once and gets Eddie’s elbow against his back in return. Then, finally, they’re both horizontal, their backs almost pressed together.

“This is your fault,” Eddie complains.

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(AKA: Buddie hook-up in a motel)

It is FINALLY POSTED! It was supposed to be a short fluffy fic and turned into... this. With some light angst because Buck is a bit insecure and some, uh, almost-PWP smut. Enjoy!

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