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"What— what do you see?"
"I see," Eddie says, measured, careful, "someone who looks like he wanted somebody to see him like that."
Buck's whole body goes hot.
"And I'm trying to decide," Eddie continues, slower now, his breath heavier, "whether I'm allowed to be that somebody."
The hand on Buck's thigh has migrated upward. He notices it three seconds after it happens, his palm now resting flat against his own stomach where his shirt has rucked up, fingers splayed across the skin. The touch of his own hand on his own body in this context is sending a current up his spine that he is, evidently, helpless to stop.
"Eddie." Buck's voice cracks. "Are you— are you jerking off to my photo?"
The pause is brief but loaded, and when Eddie answers it’s barely recognizable, every word landing somewhere in the south of Buck's body with a measurable physical impact.
"You send me a picture like that, Buck. What am I supposed to do?"
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Buck wins a boudoir photoshoot giveaway. Eddie reaps the benefits.Or,
Buck accidentally sends his nudes to Eddie.Bookmarked by NyxNymph
15 Jun 2026
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“Good,” Eddie says. And then he looks. It’s the first time Buck’s really seen him do it, and he can’t help but preen under the attention, spreading his legs and arching his back. It puts him on full display—the swell of his chest, the slick dripping from his hole. “You’re a pretty thing, huh?”
Buck’s dick twitches against his stomach, a spurt of precome splattering against his skin. Pretty. When was the last time someone looked at him and thought that?
or; buck signs up for a mating run when his instincts get to be too much
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15 Jun 2026
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The bruises mottle Buck’s skin, like paint splattered clumsily on a canvas. Except—the artist behind this, whoever they are, clearly went about it with intent and precision. A curator of hickeys; Buck’s pale thighs like the walls of a gallery. A thriving one, at that. It’s… a lot of marks.
Eddie wonders if it hurts. Well—he knows that part already, at least based on what Buck told him a few minutes ago. So instead, Eddie starts to wonder if it hurt. The procedure behind the photo; the act of being marked up so irrefutably.
Buck reacts to Eddie’s thumbs up message with a thumbs down.
Buck: I just accidentally sexted you dude
Don’t 👍👍👍👍 meOr: Eddie receives an unintended photo. Then he bites some thighs about it.
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15 Jun 2026
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Dinner's ready, just pop it in the oven. Dessert's in the bedroom ;)
A silly scribble of a winking emoji shouldn't make his pulse quicken like this– they've been together long enough that he knows exactly what Buck's capable of planning– but heat pools low in his belly anyway. He lifts the foil to find his favorite pasta, still warm in the oven Buck left on low. His stomach growls, but the promise of what's waiting down the hall makes food suddenly seem less urgent.
Ever since Eddie was a child, his mother always scolded him for eating dessert before dinner. It was a bad habit.
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or; Eddie comes home and is greeted with a sleeping Buck and a full-course meal. one in the same.
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15 Jun 2026
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Buck swallowed; his throat went tight. His throat stung, and his eyes had a sharp, lingering pain. Eddie sighed.
“I feel like I started realizing the way I was dismissing you once Christopher pointed it out. He told me he noticed me pushing you away, and it made him sad for you. After that, I didn’t know how to talk to you, so I avoided you for a bit. And it was stupid, yes, but I’m tired of running away from it. I felt too guilty to love you. Like I wasn’t enough, that I was the monster.”
“You—You’re not Eddie, you’re anything but a monster—you’re just heartbroken.”
“Buck. I was a monster; I pushed Shannon away, my son, and you. And now I’m changing that, and it always means I’m going to open up to you. I do like you, and love you. As a friend and a lover.”
It was silence. A moment of heart-filled silence.
“I love you too, Eddie.”
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Buck and Eddie go down a collapsed building to save trapped people within the debris. But their awkward situation leads to a confession of feelings as the building starts to collapse on top of them. The whirlwind of love and death starts a relationship that both had been waiting for.Bookmarked by NyxNymph
15 Jun 2026