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“Fuck.” Buck groaned. 

Eddie looked over at her from his place on the bed where he was lying, scrolling through his phone as Buck finally got dressed so they could head to the grocery store, “Everything okay?” 

She let out a sad little whine, “My pants won’t do up, none of my clothes fit!” Eddie walked over to her and held her tightly. Buck buried her face in the crook of his neck, her voice becoming muffled, “I’m getting fat.” Her body had begun to change recently and she didn’t understand why, she’d been eating the same as always, hadn’t changed her workout regime, but for some reason her pants kept getting tighter, which was making her feel shit about herself. She hadn’t struggled with her body image since her late-twenties (minus her ‘little slip up’, as she liked to call it, post lightning strike), so why was she struggling again at 36? 

“Hey now, there’s nothing wrong with putting on weight.” He turned her around so she was looking in the mirror, arms still wrapped tightly around her as he stared at her body with nothing but pure adoration. Unfortunately her own eyes were filled with self-deprecating hatred. 

“You say that now, but you’ll change your mind.” She huffed, eyes turning sad. 

Eddie’s heart broke, “Buck, baby, I promise you, I won’t change my mind.” 

“You’ve only ever dated skinny women.”

“Buck-” Eddie tried to cut her off but she kept going. 

“Shannon, Ana, they were all hot, skinny brunettes, but I’m not, I’m not your type.” She said it like she and Eddie hadn’t been together for six years, married for four. 

“Buck listen to m-”

“And, like, when it’s muscle I can be okay with it, I’m a firefighter,”

“Come on baby-”

“I need to be strong. But I’m not pretty enough for you, I’m bulky, I’m built like a rugby player not a dancer, and-”

“Evelyn!” He didn’t like raising his voice, especially around Buck, but he couldn’t figure out how else to get through to her. Even though Buck could hold her own when she needed to, he knew that male displays of aggression, especially from those close to her, triggered memories of her childhood and everything she’d been through with her birth parents, before Bobby and Athena adopted her when she was thirteen and showed her what love actually was. Unfortunately her brain couldn’t always tell the difference between aggression and a raised voice (her autism making it hard to read emotions, meaning she couldn’t figure out the nuance), so he actively avoided anything that her brain could misinterpret. 

She stared at him, making eye contact with him through the mirror, “Sorry baby, you were spiralling.” He placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, “But I don’t care what you look like, I think you’re stunning but that’s not why I fell in love with you. Regardless of whether you put on weight, or lose it, I’m still going to be hopelessly in love with you.” 

He hooked his chin over her shoulder and ran his hands down her front, gently cupping her stomach, thumbs stroking it. 

It hit him suddenly, this wasn’t fat he was feeling. No, he’d only ever felt a stomach like this once before… “You should do a pregnancy test.” 

“Wh-“ and then it hit her, causing her to scramble away and into the bathroom, pulling one of the pregnancy tests out of the cabinet. They’d been trying for a kid for almost a year, hence the large stock of tests in the bathroom, but had so far been unsuccessful. 

Eddie followed her in, watching as Buck peed on the stick.

As they waited she inspected her body in the mirror, turning this way and that, her hands cradling her stomach, finally processing how her body had changed. She was made of muscle, bulky and toned, the physical proof of the powerlifting she’d gotten into a few years back, making her more muscular than all of the men at the firehouse, something she was extremely proud of. But her stomach was rounding out, and the way it was beginning to stick out wasn’t in keeping with her ab workouts. She slipped her pants and underwear off so she was fully naked, having already been topless and braless. She kept checking herself out, feeling her stomach until Eddie came to stand behind her and took over. 

At first he ran his hands over her tummy, “You’re going to look so good pregnant, I can’t wait. Your belly is going to get so big.” He sighed, placing a kiss on her shoulder, “So big and gorgeous, you’re going to grow and be so pretty.” His hands then came up and held her tits, “And these will get bigger too, they won’t fit in my hands anymore, so will your nipples.” He tweaked her nipples, getting a small moan out of her, “Can I distract you whilst we wait?” He asked her. 

She nodded her head, “Please.”

He ran his hands down her front again, gliding past her stomach and straight to her cunt, plunging his fingers into her hole, illicitly a cute little surprised gasp from her. 

Eddie worked his fingers in and out of her as she relaxed back into him, her hips grinded on his fingers, trying to get them as deep as possible. 

But just as Buck was on the brink of cumming the timer went, the pregnancy test ready at the exact same time as she came. 

Eddie held onto Buck as she’d relaxed post orgasm to the point he was concerned she might just collapse into a puddle on the floor if he let go. But he was able to reach over and grab the test, holding it for them both to see that it was positive. 

Buck turned in his arms and kissed him, “We’re gonna have a baby.” She mumbled against his lips. 

“Oh my god, we’re having a baby.” Eddie laughed and then deepened the kiss. 

Buck opened her mouth a touch to reply only for Eddie to slip his tongue in, Buck easily welcoming him in as the kiss deepened. 

Eddie readjusted his grip on his wife and lifted her up, getting a delighted squeal out of the woman in return as she wrapped her legs around his waist. 

He carried her into the bedroom and deposited her on the bed, climbing on top of her, “We’re gonna have to go clothes shopping,” he said in between kisses, “We’ll get actual nice maternity wear, how about lots of pretty skirts and dresses? Might be a bit more comfortable.” 

She hummed in agreement, “Loose and flowy sounds like a good idea.” 

“Perfect, we’ll go later today.” He brought his hands up to her tits, squeezing them repeatedly with different levels of pressure. He suddenly had a thought, a mischievous smirk breaking out on his face, “How would you feel about not wearing underwear at home? You already don’t wear bras in the house, why don’t we go all the way? Then I can reach up your skirt whenever I like and do this.” 

Buck squealed as he shoved his fingers back inside of her, twisting them in and out as she moaned loudly. “Good God, I’d love that.” He knew she would, Buck had never been shy about her body and Eddie was pretty sure that if it wasn’t for Chris she’d probably walk around the house nude 90% of the time, at least. Instead it was something she’d do when their son was out of the house hanging out with his friends. 

Eddie had been thinking about bringing this up for a while now, knowing his wife would jump at the chance, especially with the promise of impromptu and/or surprise fingering. 

She reached down to undo his belt but he batted her hands away with his free one, still fingering her with the other one, “I’m taking care of you right now, this is all about you Mommy.” 

Chris eyes them both suspiciously, “Pancakes for dinner? What did you do?” 

Buck and Eddie were sitting opposite him at the kitchen table, they exchanged an anxious look before turning back to Chris. 

“So, we have some news.” Eddie began, Buck then picking up.

“You’ve noticed I’ve put on a bit of weight, right? I’ve noticeably been getting a bit bigger.” Chris nodded, shoving some pancake and bacon into his mouth, “Well, we figured out why yesterday.” 

“Christopher,” Eddie waited until he had Chris’ full attention before continuing, “How would you feel about being a big brother?” 

His eyes widened, slack jawed, “Me? A big brother?” 

“Yeah buddy.” Buck smiled at him. 

“You’re having a baby?” Buck and Eddie both nodded at him, watching as his face went from shock to elation, “Yes, yes, yes, I want to be a big brother!” He came around the table so he could hug them both, “I promise I’m gonna be the best brother and protect them no matter what.” 

“We had a feeling you’d say that.” Eddie told him, a look of pride taking over his face.

“How far along are you?” Chris asked, focusing all of his attention on Buck.

“We’re not sure yet, but we’re going to the doctors tomorrow.” Buck told him. Suddenly Chris’ smile dropped and he began to look uncertain, “What’s wrong sweetie?” 

“Uh, well, you can say no, but, can I touch it?” He shuffled awkwardly as he pointed at Buck’s stomach. 

She beamed at him, “Of course you can.” She had an oversized sweater on so she pulled it off, the top she was wearing underneath was much tighter so the tiny baby bump was visible if you knew what to look for. 

He reached out tentatively, lightly touching her belly, “Don’t be shy, that’s your younger sibling.” He touched it more solidly, rubbing his thumb along it, “See, you’ve got it already.” She praised, “You can talk to them if you like.” Buck prompted. 

Chris bent down so he was close to his stepmom’s stomach, “Hi.” He said, “I’m Chris, your big brother. I know you’re really little right now, you probably can’t even hear me, but it’s very important that you know I’ll always protect you, even when you’re being annoying because we’re family. And I’m never going to let you forget that, because I’m not going anywhere, you’re stuck with me, just like you're stuck with Mom and Dad, they’re really cringy but you’ll love them, they’re really good people. 

“I’m so excited to meet you, I’m pumped that I get to have a little sibling, but take as long as you need, I’ll wait for you, I promise, I’ve got you no matter what. And I’m going to teach you so many cool things, and make sure you bond with the rest of the 118 kids, they’re our cousins and they’re great.” He then huffed out a little sigh, “You need a nickname though, I think I’m gonna call you Bean because you probably still look like one.” Buck and Eddie both chuckled at that, “I love you.” Chris told Bean before pressing a kiss to Buck’s baby bump. 

Buck wiped her eyes, tears having sprung from her eyes pretty early on in Chris’ monologue, “God kid, you’re a natural at this.” She told him. 

“Jeez Mom, no need to get all sappy.” He joked with a dryness only a sixteen year old could accomplish. 

“Fuck off, I’m hormonal.” She laughed through the tears before pulling her son into a big hug, “I love you buddy.”

“Love you too Mom.” Chris then rolled his eyes, “Stop lurking Dad, it’s weird, join the hug already.”

Eddie came over and wrapped long arms around the both of them, elated at how quickly Chris took to the role of big brother even though the baby had hardly begun to grow. 

Buck sat out on the veranda in the swing chair, feet in Eddie’s lap, “I still can’t quite believe we’re finally having another kid.” She sighed. 

Eddie massaged her feet, gazing at her with nothing but love in his eyes, “It’s going to be quite the adventure. I still can’t get over how big you’re gonna get.” 

Buck laughed loudly, “Is that all you can think about? How fat I’m going to get?” 

“Not fat. No, you’re going to be filled up with a tiny human being, just growing a whole person in there.” He sighed wistfully, “You’re gonna get so big and round. Oh, and just think about your tits, and your nipples, growing for our little one, to sustain them.”

“You know, for someone who’s horny right now you’re poetic as fuck.” 

“With a muse like you, being both is easy.” He brought a hand up to her stomach, gently caressing it, Buck melting immediately, already in love with the sensation of Eddie touching her pregnant belly, “I can’t wait for this to grow.” 

Buck knocked on Bobby’s office door, entering as soon as he called out, Eddie hot on her heels. 

“Hello you two.” He greeted, “Everything alright?” 

“Have you got a minute?” Buck asked.

“For you I have several.” Bobby joked, reaching out a hand to indicate the chairs on the other side of his desk, prompting them to sit down. 

Buck reached out and took Eddie’s hand, her husband giving it a supportive squeeze as Bobby patiently waited for them to speak, knowing better than to rush the pair. 

“Uh, so we’ve got some big news.” Buck eventually said, glancing over at Eddie before turning back to Bobby, “I’m, uh, I’m pregnant.” She stuttered, “We’re having a baby.” 

Bobby was around the desk in seconds pulling his daughter up and into a hug, “Oh Evelyn, I’m so happy for you. Both of you.” He opened up an arm, telling Eddie he wanted him to join the hug which he did without hesitation, “You deserve this, you really, really deserve this.”

“Thanks Pops.” Buck’s voice was muffled by his shoulder but he still heard her. 

Bobby placed a kiss on the top of her head, “I know it’s been tough getting here, but it’ll be worth it.” He then chuckled, shaking his head, “Another grandkid for me and Athena to spoil, I can’t wait.” 

“Jesus, the amount you spoil Chris is already bad enough,” Eddie groaned, the affectionate tone hidden just beneath the surface, “You’d better be careful with this one and hide the candy drawer from them.” 

Bobby laughed loudly, the sound filling the room with warmth, “We both know I won’t be doing that once they’re old enough for it.” 

Buck had been having a rough time with morning sickness, practically every few hours she could be found hunched over the toilet, bringing up the entire contents of her stomach. Eddie was concerned that she wasn’t getting enough of, well, anything really, given how much she was bringing up. 

And it was kicking her ass, waking up far too early to throw up, having to nip into the ambulance on calls to grab an emesis bag (she’d started keeping stashes of them in all of the vehicles as well as her turn outs, so no matter what she could grab one whilst at a scene), or step away from station meals, usually heading straight for the sink as she didn’t have time to head down to the bathrooms. 

They were between calls and everything around the station that needed doing had been completed so people were kicking back and doing whatever they fancied. 

Buck was stretched out on the couch napping, she’d always been a napper (something which had been exasperated when she developed chronic fatigue syndrome after the lightning strike) but since getting pregnant she’d been doing it even more. So she was laid out on the couch, a cushion under her head and a blanket from the bunk room tucked over her (courtesy of Hen), mouth open and snoring. One hand was under the pillow whilst the other rested against her stomach, the bump becoming noticeable under her figure hugging uniform. 

There was a light chatter in the loft as Bobby, Hen, Chim and Eddie were gathered around the kitchen island, Bobby cooking as the other watched on. 

As Bobby chucked garlic into the hot pan the smell began to waft through the station. As soon as Buck smelt it though her stomach turned and she woke with a jolt, bolting it to the sink and throwing up. Eddie was immediately by her side, holding the two braids her hair was in back so they didn’t fall forward and get the contents of her stomach on them. 

“There we go, get it all out.” He soothed, using his free hand to rub her back, “better out than in.” Bobby turned the hob off, wacked on the extractor fan and then slid a lid over the pan in the hopes of getting as much of the smell contained as possible. Whilst Hen and Chim both made their way around the loft and opened as many windows as they could as wide as they could, airing out the space. 

Buck finally stopped and straightened up, letting out a gulped groan, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, “Sorry guys.” She groaned, “That was fucking gross.” 

Eddie turned her to face him, wiping her face down properly with a damp cloth Bobby had passed him that she reluctantly gave into.

“Buck, we’ve seen way worse.” Hen reminded her, “A bit of vomit in a sink is nothing.” 

Buck dropped her head onto Eddie’s shoulder, hiding her face in embarrassment, “There are dishes in the sink.” She whimpered, as if that was a problem (it really wasn’t). 

Before she could spiral too much Eddie began rubbing her back, “Why don’t we go down to the bunk room and then we can have a proper nap, hm?” She nodded into his shoulder, knowing he wouldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer. 

Even though it was still very early in the pregnancy Buck was already finding carrying and growing a whole human being exhausting, spending most of her time not on calls napping, even being man behind if she was particularly tired and being given the easier of chores if any. Everyone more than happy to accommodate her. 

On their days off Buck would spend it napping in different parts of the house, sometimes in bed, on the couch, on the swing chair in the backyard, Eddie had even brought a hammock for her and set it up under the big trees right at the bottom of the yard. 

It was mid day on a Tuesday and it was extremely hot, even with the AC on, so Buck laid on top of the covers, fully nude as she napped. 

Eddie stood in the doorway of their room, leaning up against the frame as he committed Buck’s form to memory; sprawled out on her back, hair in braids that had once been neat but now a frizzy mess, unshaved body hair a siren song, breasts and nipples screaming to be held and played with, whilst her stomach was beginning to grow and round out, still small but definitely obvious, especially whilst naked. She looked stunning. 

He couldn’t hold back any longer, the need to be close to her taking over his whole being. So Eddie stripped out of his clothes and crawled onto the bed, laying next to her with a hand on her stomach, the other arm slipping under her neck and around her shoulders, pulling her close. 

After a few minutes her eyes fluttered open, her head turning so she was looking at her husband, “Hey.” He greeted, voice quiet in the intimacy of their room. 

“Hey.” She smiled back, voice thick with sleep, she then began to try to pretty much climb on top of him. 

Knowing exactly what she wanted, he sat up and then gently lifted Buck up, adjusting the both of them so that he was under her, Buck comfortably nestled between his legs, he then gently laid her back against his chest, their naked bodies pressed together as they reclined back. 

Eddie ran his hands down her body as he pressed kisses into her neck, feeling every inch of her. 

“Baby?” Buck’s voice stopped him, Eddie taking his lips off of her, his hands settling on her belly, half an hour having passed in the blink of an eye.

“Yeah?” 

“Fuck me?” She said it with such innocence, such sweetness that he felt his cock twitch. 

He nipped at her ear lobe, the simple studs that decorated it gently clacking against his teeth, “Jesus Evelyn, you’re so polite, such a good girl, how could I say no to you?” His voice was barely a whisper as he was so close to her ear, speaking around the little nips he gave her lobe. “How do you want me to do it?” 

“I want you to use me.” 

Eddie knew exactly what she wanted, “Oh, you want to be my little play thing, don’t you?” She nodded. 

“Please, I just wanna lie back and rest whilst you have fun with me.” The trust she put in him never failed to fill him with overwhelming joy and gratitude. 

They’d done this in the past, Buck just lying back whilst Eddie did whatever he wanted to to her. They usually did this when Buck’s mind was running a mile a minute and she couldn’t quiet it down or switch off, so she’d want Eddie to take control and distract her however he deemed fit. So clear boundaries had already been set, the pair laying out what they were comfortable with and what they weren’t back when they first started doing this. 

“Okay, I’ll look after you, I’m going to have so much fun with you.” He pressed a kiss to the honeysuckle tattoo behind her ear before beginning to undo her braids, letting her hair flow freely, “Anything extra out of bounds today?” 

“No, just the usual.” She told him, “And if I fall asleep I want you to keep going.” Both were important clarifications for them, even though it was nearly always the same answer Eddie insisted on checking, just in case. 

“Okay, but if that changes-”

“I’ll tell you.” She finished for him, turning her head to plant a kiss on his lips, signaling she was ready whenever he was. 

Eddie extracted himself from under her and gently laid her down on her back, “No touching today, okay?” He told her, getting a nod in return, “Can you behave or do I need to tie your hands for you?” 

“I can behave.” She told him, a sappy smile on her face. 

Eddie brushed a stray curl out of her face, “Good girl.” He gently held Buck’s calves, encouraging her legs up and into a semisupine position with her legs parted, making space for him to settle between her thighs. 

Buck lay there letting Eddie take her arms and raise them above her head, resting on top of her hair that was splayed around her head in that way that reminded him of a halo, like the angels depicted in the stained glass windows of the church his parents would take him to when he was a kid. 

“God you’re gorgeous.” He sighed, leaning down to kiss Buck, her mouth opening immediately to welcome him in, their tongues lazily danced around each other, but it wasn’t long before Eddie began to pick up speed, becoming more dominant by the second. 

He could feel his cock beginning to harden, pressed against his wife’s cunt, feeling her getting wetter the more his cock pressed against it. 

Eddie brought his hands to her tits, squeezing them and then releasing pressure at irregular intervals, “All mine.” He moaned into Buck’s mouth, “You’re all mine, aren’t you Evie?” 

“Yeah, all yours.” She hummed, managing to get the words out before Eddie was back in her mouth again, his tongue tracing the thin wire that was attached to the back of her upper front teeth from the braces she’d had as a kid. 

After a minute Eddie pulled back, looking down at Buck and her kiss swollen lips, eyes soft with a slightly far off look from how relaxed she was, “You’re going to take whatever I give you, aren’t you?” His voice was filled with aew and love as he looked down at her, unable to sound dominant from how far gone he was for his wife. 

Although Eddie was dominant and commanding in bed and he loved the control that came with it, Buck was incharge of everything, she could stop him at any time or change course and he’d follow her lead without question. But he knew she loved giving in and following his orders, wanting him to guide her (unless she was in a particularly bratty mood) so she didn’t have to think, and this was the epitome of that. So when she’d fully hand the reins over to him he’d become even more dominant, knowing that it was what she wanted otherwise she wouldn’t have given him full control. And he loved it, the trust she put in him in her most vulnerable moments spurring him on, making him want to please her and care for her in a way no one else could. 

Eddie leant down and kissed her again as he began to stroke his cock, making sure he was fully hard before slipping into her, drawing a soft moan out of her, the sound getting caught in his mouth, lips still firmly locked. 

He began to thrust, gently at first so he didn’t shock Buck out of her relaxed daze, slowly gaining momentum as he went, sounds of pleasure gurgling out of Buck as he sped up. 

Suddenly he let go of her left tit and locked his lips around it, licking at the tender nipple. He’d always loved Buck’s tits, always giving them lots of attention even when they weren’t having sex, but since she’d gotten pregnant he’d become even more obsessed with them, unable to take his eyes off of them, his hands always finding them or her baby bump when they were home alone. 

Eddie began to suck on the nipple, he could feel the shiver that ran down his wife’s spine in the way her body twitched and her cunt squeezed around his cock, a pleased whine accompanying it. 

He sucked and thrusted, his only goal giving Buck as much pleasure as possible. 

Eventually Eddie pulled away, Buck blinking her eyes open at the sudden lack of stimulation, a small frown on her face making Eddie chuckled, “Hello you.” 

“Hey.” She croaked. 

“Did I wake you?” She nodded with a hum, eyes closed, “Did you like me sucking on your tit?” His voice took on a teasing tone, knowing the answer was yes. She confirmed it seconds later with a shy nod, “Good thing you’ve got two then, pretty girl.” That got a small, sleepy smile out of her, a smile that Eddie couldn’t stop himself from kissing before dipping back down and capturing her right nipple in his mouth licking and nipping at it, getting a happy little hum out of his wife as her body relaxed again. 

He spent some time working on her nipple, still slowly thrusting in her. He wasn’t aiming for an orgasm just yet, instead needing to just be physically connected to Buck, his dick the tether. 

But eventually he pulled off and readjusted so he could go back to kissing her, half lidded eyes watching him as he leant down. Buck closed her eyes again and let her mouth slip open to welcome Eddie in. 

Eddie began to speed up his thrusts, finally working to coax a sleepy orgasm out of his wife. 

The pair climaxed at the same time, Eddie’s back arching as he silently screamed whilst Buck let out a quiet but pleased whine. 

As soon as Eddie had ridden his orgasm out he noticed that Buck had fully fallen asleep, the orgasmic release taking the last of her energy and lulling her back under. 

Eddie didn’t pull out just yet, wanting to savour the feeling of his soft cock in Buck’s warm, wet pussy. Instead he went back to kissing her, planting wet kisses on all of the skin he could reach before focusing back on her lips, her face lax enough that slipping his tongue into her mouth was easy, no resistance fighting against him. 

He kept kissing her as he felt his cock begin to get hard again, just kissing Buck like this whilst she was asleep enough to get him going again. And he knew she’d wake up and appreciate it, content with the fact that she’d brought him pleasure just by being there. 

Eddie thrust and grinded into her as he deepened the kiss, managing to manipulate her mouth and tongue into something akin to reciprocating the movement even though she wasn’t able to do it herself. 

“Oh Evie,” He whispered into her mouth, “You’re perfect, my perfect Sleeping Beauty.” 

He then lifted her legs up and threw them over his shoulders, getting a whole new angle to grind down into which elicited a squeak out of Buck as she woke up.

Eddie smiled down at her, big and bright, “Hey, good nap?” He joked, not stopping his thrusting. 

“A fantastic nap.” she slurred, her mind still fogged up from sleep, no doubt ready to slip back under any minute. 

“Good.” He leant down and placed a gentle kiss on her birthmark, “Okay to keep going?” 

“Please,” She whispered, “Need you.” 

“You’ve got me.” He promised. 

She reached up to cup his face and ease him down into a kiss, but before she could get too far Eddie grabbed her wrists and held them down. He really loved it when Buck touched him, wanting to have as much physical contact with her as possible, but there were also days like today where he got off on her not touching him, the control adding fuel to the fire in his belly. 

“I said no touching,” He told her, a hint of darkness slipping into his eyes and voice, “And what I say goes, doesn’t it?” Eddie stopped thrusting as he waited for an answer, a desperate, needy sadness seeping into Buck’s eyes as she nodded vigorously. “Use your words baby girl. What I say goes, right?” 

“Right.” She parroted, trying to keep her voice even. 

“And what did I say?” Her mouth opened and closed a few times as she waded through the sleep induced treacle in her mind, “Evelyn, what did I say? What was my one rule today?” 

“N-no touching.” She managed to stutter. 

A wicked little smile seeped onto his face, “Good girl, so clever.” Eddie felt Buck get wetter around his cock from the praise alone, “Now, I’ve been nice to you so far, but you’ve missbehaved and I need to make sure you don’t do it again.” Suddenly he pulled out, ripping a shocked gasp out of Buck, “If you hadn’t tried to touch I would’ve been nice and kept going, I would’ve made sure you came again and again and again, but you had to go and spoil it.” He moved back so that Buck’s legs fell from his shoulders, but as soon as he was free he crawled forward again, adjusting her legs so they were together and he was straddling her, looming over her. 

Eddie began to jerk himself off, keeping eye contact with Buck, “You have to earn back the right to come, understand?” Buck nodded fervently, “Words Evelyn. Do you understand?”

“I understand.” 

He brushed some curls out of her face with his free hand, “Well done, that’s the first point in your favour.” 

At that moment he tipped himself over the edge and came, painting Buck’s pregnant belly with streams of jizz. As soon as he was done his body sagged, his soft cock resting in the puddle of come on her belly. 

Eddie used his fingers to scoop up some of the white fluid, “Open.” He commanded, Buck doing as she was told. Eddie put his fingers in her mouth, “Close.” Again she followed his instructions, “Lick it clean.” He felt her tongue dance around his fingers, the occasional suck helping remove the come from the digits. 

Once he was satisfied he slowly pulled his fingers out and wiped the spit off of them on Buck’s shoulder, “That’s a second point.” Eddie then moved backwards so he wasn’t on top of Buck, no physical contact between them at all. 

“Sit up.” Eddie ordered with a click of his fingers, he could see the excitement in Buck’s eyes, even if he had denied her an orgasm his dominance was exciting her. She slowly pulled herself up into a sitting position, “Hands behind your back.” Yet again she complied. 

Eddie then crawled forwards and parted Buck’s legs, so, so grateful that she did yoga as her legs managed to comfortably sit at 150 degrees without her even feeling a stretch whilst displaying her in all her glory, cunt open like a flower in bloom. 

There was an excited, needy look in her eyes, she thought she knew what was coming, which only made Eddie’s wicked grin grow wider, “Here are the rules; you don’t touch me, you don’t touch yourself and you don’t make a noise, that clear?” Buck opened her mouth to respond but the look Eddie gave her had her snapping her mouth shut and just nodding, “Good girl.” 

Eddie sat up on his knees and grabbed onto his half hard cock, gently stroking it, movements slow as he watched Buck’s face, his wife never taking her eyes off of his hardening cock. He could see her biting her lip as she tried to keep all of the noises in, his perfect wife following his rules to the letter. Buck wasn’t one for rules until he got her into bed, and then she would practically beg for them. 

Eddie wasn’t usually loud during sex, sure he did make noise but Buck was the vocal one out of the two of them, but he knew the more noise he made right now the more riled up Buck would get and he wanted her squirming. 

He moaned loudly as he began to speed up, feeling the orgasm building. He could see Buck getting even more uncomfortable, spurring him on, a single tear running down her face as she held back. 

The closer he got to the edge the harder time she was having, she began to grind down into the bed, her legs opening to 180 degrees so she had more space to work, hoping to find some sort of relief. And that was all it took to make Eddie come, covering her inner thighs and cunt, “Oh, look at that.” He gasped, taking in the sight of her cherry red cunt and fuzzy thighs coated in his jizz, full of pride, “Look at you, you’re stunning.” 

Eddie then stood and walked around the bed, reaching into the bedside table and pulling out Buck’s favourite vibrator. He climbed onto the bed and sat behind Buck, wrapping his legs around her and planting his feet in front of her calves so he could hold them open at 180 degrees, “Arms around my neck.” He told her. Buck raised her arms and brought them behind her head to wrap around Eddie, “Good girl. I’m going to be nice and let you make noise again, okay?”

Buck hummed an affirmative, followed by a “thank you”. 

“So polite.” He praised before switching the vibrator onto the lowest setting and easing it into Buck, “Just relax for me, I’m going to take care of you now, as a reward.” 

He felt all tension leave Buck’s body as the energy seeped out of her, eased out by the gentle vibrations and Eddie making sure to find all of her favourite spots whilst he pressed kisses and sucked hickies onto her neck and shoulders. 

Eddie purposefully kept the vibrator on the lower settings, letting the gentle vibrations lull Buck to sleep whilst also not giving her enough stimulation for an orgasm. Because yes, this was a reward for following his last set of instructions but she hadn’t earned the right to come just yet, he was playing the long game. 

As he worked her cunt he pressed gentle kisses to her neck and shoulders, nibbling at the skin occasionally. Every now and then she would squirm, but never enough for her to wake up, it often being an involuntary response to something particularly pleasurable. 

Eventually he pulled out, getting a sad whine out of Buck even though she hadn’t woken up, only to replace it with his fingers. Buck’s back arched as she tried to grind on the still fingers that sat inside of her, having been woken up by Eddie’s warm digits. 

Eddie let her grind on him for a few minutes, refusing to move his hand, “Eddie, please, need you.” She begged, speeding up her grinding in the hopes of getting some sort of relief. 

“Be patient.” He whispered into her ear, as Buck sped up her grinding even more, so desperate she was on the brink of tears, “Stop moving.” He commanded, voice firm yet quiet, “I’m in charge here and I didn’t say you could grind.” Buck stopped but couldn’t stop the whimper that accompanied it, a few tears escaping her eyes, “Good girl, such a good girl.” He praised, voice dangerous, “Now, you’re going to sit very still for me and take what I give you, okay?” 

“Okay.” 

“Perfect,” Eddie practically purred, “Well done.” Using his free hand he gently turned Buck’s head so her face was pressed into his neck, her warm, shuddering breaths puffing against his skin. 

He let her nuzzle into his neck, allowing her to try and get as close to him as possible, like she was trying to fuse their atoms together, her mouth and tongue joining the equation as she licked and nipped at his neck. Eddie couldn’t stop the dark laugh from rumbling out of him, his cock twitching at how needy she was, he loved it when she was like this, and, as frustrating as it was for her, she loved it too. 

He finally began to move his fingers, his thumb rubbing her clit as he pumped his fingers in and out. She pressed her face even further into Eddie’s neck as little ‘ah, ah, ah’s encouraged Eddie to power on, going faster and harder. She craned her neck so she could nip at Eddie’s earlobe, getting a warm moan out of him whilst his free hand came around to cup her belly, his thumb gently stroking it, a contrast to how his thumb was vigorously working her clit. 

“Ah, a, n- n- need-”

“What do you need baby?” As he spoke he curled his fingers, getting a squeal out of Buck as her cunt tightened around him. 

“I- God Eddie, yes, yes, Pl- please- need to touch myself.” Her back arched as he tweaked her clit just how she liked it.

Eddie tutted, sounding disappointed as he pulled her closer, his legs staying firm so she remained stretched out but pressed even closer to his body, “What are the rules?” He asked, a deep growl in his tone. 

“No touching.” She whined. 

“No touching what?” 

“You, aAh-”

“Or?” 

“Me.” 

“So why did you ask?” His tone was patronising, yet again making her cunt clench around him, a shudder running down her spine, “I’ll tell you why, because you’re a brat who likes to push her luck, aren’t you?” She nodded, “You’ve really been acting out today,” He scolded, “I thought I was the one in control here, not you.” 

“You are.” 

“You’re not acting like it, so I guess I just need to remind you.” He pulled his fingers out, he really was being mean today but that just meant the orgasm he would finally give her would be mind blowing and they both knew it. 

He wiped his fingers clean on her inner thigh before reaching over to the drawer they kept all of their sex toys in, pulling out the lube and the bag that contained the love egg vibrator, he took it out of the bag before lubing it up and then gently sliding it into Buck. He then moved his legs so his feet were behind her calves and used them to push her legs closed, getting a moan out of her as the muscles relaxed and her hips popped. 

“Now, here’s what’s going to happen,” He whispered, “You’re going to rest and think about what you’ve done whilst I go out and run some errands, and if I’m feeling particularly nice I’ll play with the levels, okay?” 

“Okay.” 

“Good girl.” He pressed a kiss to her temple before sliding out from behind her. His voice then softened, “Do you need anything before I leave?” 

“I need to piss and I could use a glass of water.” She admitted. 

Eddie smiled at her and helped her stand, “Alright, you go to the bathroom and I’ll grab you a drink and a snack.” 

It didn’t take long for Buck to return to the bedroom and sit on the edge of the bed as Eddie placed a glass of water on the bedside table with a pack of cookies, “Now, I have one last thing I need you to do before I leave.” Eddie told her, the smirk on his face telling her everything she needed to know, he was back to teasing her. 

First he checked the vibrator to make sure it was in properly and then he wiped the dried cum off of her before he dressed her, getting her into a pair of boxers followed by some light weight, flowy sleep shorts and an old LAFD top that used to be a relaxed fit, now beginning to tighten around her slowly growing baby bump. 

Eddie then crouched down in front of her and took her hands, “I’m going out now, I expect to find you in bed when I get back, fully clothed. The only thing you’re going to get out of bed for is to go to the toilet.” He may have been toying with her but one of the cons of being pregnant was the constant need to piss and Eddie knew that so of course he wasn’t going to let her suffer. “You’re not allowed to touch yourself or do anything that could coax an orgasm out, you’re just going to lie there and let the vibrator do its job, clear?” Buck nodded vigorously, she loved it when he teased her like this, “Words.” He commanded. 

“Clear.” She confirmed. 

“Good.” Eddie laid her down in bed arranging her limbs so she was resting comfortably on her back. When they did this Eddie had full control over her body (as long as Buck was comfortable with it) to the point he was the one who moved her about, controlling her limbs for her, like she was a puppet, unless they were in a position where Eddie couldn’t do it, in which case he’d command her to do it herself. 

He then placed a kiss on her lips and left. 

He didn’t turn the egg on just yet, instead getting ready to leave, making as much noise as possible so Buck knew what was going on and would know when she was finally alone. 

The egg finally turned on seconds after the door slammed shut, her back arching at the sudden sensation even though it was on the lowest setting. 

It didn’t take long for her to fall asleep, the gentle vibrations soothing her. She’d be occasionally woken by the speed changing, the vibrations getting more intense, but never enough to make her come. 

Eddie was out for two hours in the end, needing to do a grocery shop and run to the drug store to pick up Buck’s ADHD medication and antidepressants, he then decided to grab a coffee from his favourite cafe and sat in to have it. 

Although this was all a tactic to tease Buck, it also gave his dick a rest, having come three times in half an hour, which had been pretty intense to put it mildly. 

He’d occasionally open up his phone and use the app to either up or down the vibrator, keeping it low enough that it wouldn’t give her enough pleasure for an orgasm, keeping her either teetering on the edge or nowhere near. 

But eventually he went home, although this time he was as quiet as possible when he entered, creeping around as he unloaded the groceries, not wanting to alert Buck to his presence. He did, however, turn the vibrator up to its highest setting for a few seconds before throwing it back to the lowest. The loud yell that erupted from their room had him chuckling, doing his best to keep the volume down so she didn’t know he was home. 

Once he was certain Buck was asleep again, loud snores filling the house, he slipped into their room and slipped into bed next to his wife, wrapping his arms around her. 

Eddie didn’t fall asleep, just enjoying having Buck in his arms as she snored loudly. 

He eventually decided it was time to wake her up, so he switched the vibrator off and slipped a hand into her shorts and under her boxers so he could pull it out. 

The skin tight hug of the underwear meant the egg was in contact with her body as he removed it, tracing the skin with it, but she didn’t wake up, instead just grumbling in her sleep and turning her head to face him. 

Once the egg was free Eddie put it on the bedside table, he slipped his hands into her boxers, cupping her cunt with his hand, slowly pushing two fingers into her, lazily curling them. That proved to be enough to wake Buck up, the woman letting out a small huff of breath as her eyes flickered open. 

A massive grin broke out on her face, “Hey you.” 

“Hi, good nap?” He asked. 

“The best.” She hummed, “I think we might’ve just found the solution to my insomnia.” She joked. 

“Oh, is that so?” Eddie chuckled, “I’ll keep that in mind.” After a second of comfortable silence Eddie spoke again, “Are you ready to get back to it?” Buck nodded, “Do you still want me to use you?” 

“Yes please.” 

“Okay, anything else out of bounds?” 

Buck smiled at him sleepily, she loved how serious Eddie took her boundaries, it was one of a thousand reasons that she felt safest around him, “Just the usual, and I still want you to keep going if I fall asleep.” 

Eddie stopped fingering her and pulled his fingers out much to Buck’s disappointment, but it didn’t last for long as Eddie was sitting up and getting Buck undressed, taking his time so he could press gentle kisses to her body. 

He then spread her legs and let himself sit back for a minute to take her in. He’d seen her pussy hundreds of times before but it still never failed to amaze him, the soft, puffy folds begging to be licked and nipped, her clit calling out for him to suck on it, and her hole was just plane old sinful, begging to be filled and fucked. 

Eddie slowly lowered himself down, resting his forehead on her pelvis, settling as low as possible without resting on her cunt. He inhaled deeply, savouring her scent. His tongue darted out, gently tapping her clit, eliciting a small gasp out of her. Eddie chuckled, the sound rumbling through him and into Buck, making her cunt tighten around nothing. 

After a few minutes of taking in her scent, the occasional jab of the tongue teasing her clit, he grabbed onto her hips and readjusted so he was in the perfect position to eat her out. He was rough with it, nipping, licking and sucking, as Buck squeaked and moaned in pleasure, the hours of being denied an orgasm making it feel even better, her body desperate and wanting. 

When he pulled back, still not letting Buck come, the dark, teasing look was back in his eyes. Eddie brushed a stray curl out of Buck’s face, “Now, did you think about your actions whilst I was gone?” He asked, voice patronising. Buck nodded, “Can you tell me what you did wrong?” 

“I tried to touch you when I wasn’t allowed to.” She answered.

“And…” 

“I asked to touch myself.” 

“That’s correct. And why was that wrong?” Eddie began to lightly brush patterns along her breasts. 

Buck arched her back to try and get more stimulation only for Eddie to hold her shoulders and push her back down. 

“Because you’re in charge.” 

“Good girl.” He purred, “So smart.” He leant down and kissed her, her taste still on his tongue and lips. Eddie reached for Buck’s hands and brought them above her head, intertwining their fingers as he began to grind against her, his tongue battling for dominance, denim rubbing against her skin with each thrust. He loved the power that came with him being fully clothed and Buck fully nude, she was so vulnerable like this whilst he had a layer of protection against the world. 

Eddie felt his cock begin to harden as he got more and more excited, just the thought of sinking into Buck enough to get him going and clearly Buck was feeling the same if the excited little whimpers and moans she was letting out was anything to go by. 

He felt his boxers begin to get wet as precome soaked through them, no doubt his jeans would be the same in a matter of minutes. 

After another minute of grinding Eddie pulled back, sitting up, much to Buck’s disappointment. But it didn’t last long as Eddie pulled Buck up into a sitting position, “Undress me.” He commanded. 

Buck pretty much threw herself at Eddie, her desperation getting a laugh out of him, “Slowly baby, I want to savour this.” He scolded. She gave him a fast, jerky nod, following his orders even though she was clearly restless, wanting his clothes off of him as soon as possible. 

“Top first.” He ordered, voice low and dangerous, “Slowly.” He reminded her. Buck grabbed the hem of his top and slowly lifted it over his head, “Fold it neatly.” She did as she was told, folding it and putting it down next to her. 

Eddie then climbed off of the bed and picked up the top, taking his time to hang it up in the closet even though she’d just folded it. 

Once he’d returned to the bed he stayed standing, instead reaching a hand out to Buck, bringing her to her feet, “Kneel.” She immediately dropped to her knees, looking up at her husband. 

Eddie wove his fingers into her hair, scratching at her scalp, “Belt next.” 

Buck reached up and undid the buckle before sliding the leather through it and then taking the belt out of the loops, she rolled it up and put it on the ground next to her, a pleased hum coming from Eddie, “Oh, you are so well behaved, I didn’t even need to tell you what to do.” She preened at the praise, feeling herself getting wetter. “Do you think you could undo my fly with your teeth?” Eddie brushed one of his hands through her hair before bringing it to her cheek, caressing it with his thumb. Buck nodded at him, Eddie giving her a pleased smile, “You can use your hands for the button but you’ll use your teeth for the fly.” 

Buck reached up and sorted the button like she’d been asked to, but when it was time to do the fly she hesitated, looking up at Eddie with uncertainty. “What’s wrong baby girl?” He asked, immediately clocking onto Buck’s expression.

“I’m not allowed to touch.” She whimpered, “Where do my hands go?” 

Eddie’s face fell into a patronising pout of understanding, “You really did think about your actions whilst I was gone, didn’t you?”

Buck nodded vigorously, “Want to behave for you.” 

“And you are.” He bent down and kissed her on the top of the head, “You need to keep your hands behind your back, but if you lose your balance I’ll catch you, don’t worry.” 

She brought her hands behind her back and then craned her neck up, taking the zip between her teeth and slowly dragging it down. 

As soon as his pants were unzipped, Eddie placed a hand on the back of Buck’s head and gently guided her towards him, pressing her face into his underwear, the zipper either side of her face, “Lick.” 

Buck’s tongue darted out and she began to lap at the wet patch his precome had made on his boxers, a moan falling out of her as she was finally allowed near Eddie’s cock. She sucked at the fabric, making the wet patch even bigger with her saliva. 

As she licked and sucked Eddie’s cock rose from half mast to a full erection. Although the fabric of his boxers kept it down somewhat the stretch allowed it to rise enough that Buck could get her whole mouth around it, sucking him off even with the cotton between them. 

“Oh, Jesus Buck.” Eddie moaned, “Keep going, fuck, that’s it baby, you’re perfect.” The front of his underwear became soaked from a mixture of spit and precome, “God, look at you, so submissive, so desperate that you’re actually sucking me off through my clothes, can’t even wait for me to get my dick out.” 

Buck didn’t say anything, she just kept sucking, because he was right, she was so desperate she couldn’t wait for him to get his dick out. 

“Do you want a challenge?” He asked her, Buck pulled back just enough to nod with a needy whine, “Don’t stop licking but get my dick out, I don’t want this fabric separating up anymore.” 

Now that was a challenge Buck could get behind. She swiftly got her tongue into the A-front opening, the overlapping fabric on either side of her tongue. Using her nose to help her keep them open she managed to get her tongue into a good enough position that she could grab his dick in her mouth and pull it out, “Oh fuck, that was fast.” He gasped, not expecting her to do it so quickly. 

Buck didn’t reply, simply continuing sucking him off. 

Eddie felt like his brain was melting, cock no longer leaking precome but the liquid remains of his brain. Buck had always been good at giving head, she was fucking insane at it, but this was without a doubt the best yet. 

Before he could come though he halted her with a hand to the forehead, holding her back as she tried to press forward, a needy whine falling out of her as he gently pushed her off of his dick. 

He readjusted his hand so it was cupping the back of her head, “Keep your mouth closed.” He told her, gently easing her head forward so her cheek was resting on his pubic bone, his dick just in reach. “Close your eyes and rest, you’re going to need it, I’ll make sure you don’t fall.” 

She relaxed into him. His still erect cock right by her nose, teasing her, as she closed her eyes, giving him all of her weight. As promised he held her in place, a hand between her shoulder blades and a hand on the back of the head. 

After a while, once he knew Buck had reached her limit on her knees (her leg hadn’t been the same after the ladder truck, limiting the amount of time she could spend on her knees), he gently bent down and lifted her into a bridal carry. 

Buck’s eyes flickered open as Eddie put her down on the bed, he kneeled down on the floor and Buck rolled onto her side so they were facing each other, “You’ve been so good.” Eddie praised, “You’ve earned yourself a treat.” 

She smiled at him, ready to take whatever he was about to do. 

Eddie took his pants and underwear off and then climbed up onto the bed and rolled Buck onto her back, spreading her legs as he crawled between them, lifting them over his shoulders, wasting no time as he sunk his still hard cock into her, an excited shiver running though Buck’s spine and into his cock. 

“Here are the rules, still no touching, and no words.” Buck nodded, “You can make noise, but no words, okay? Because you’re going to switch that pretty little brain off and not think, this is just pure instinct, is that clear?” Buck nodded, a bright grin on her face. 

Eddie leant down and kissed her, beginning to grind as his tongue entered her mouth. Buck moaned loudly, pure bliss filling her just like Eddie’s dick was. 

It was easy to follow Eddie’s instructions, focusing on the pleasure he was giving her turned her mind off, words leaving her as her thoughts faded away, all that mattered was Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, and nothing else. 

He kept grinding, pushing her legs even closer to her body, making the most of how freakishly flexible his wife was thanks to her being double jointed and doing yoga at least once a day. Sometimes, if the weather was nice, she’d do a second yoga session, taking herself and a yoga mat onto the station’s roof and enjoying a relaxing flow. He’d often go with her, just sitting and watching her get lost in her own little world as the sun shone down, lighting her up like the ethereal being she was as her body contorted itself into a whole manner of shapes. Once Chim had tried to join her, he’d been so bad at it Hen became convinced he was the opposite of Buck, instead of being double jointed he was jointless. 

He pushed Chim out of his mind (that man was not supposed to be there whilst he was fucking his wife) and focused in on her as he manipulated her limbs, taking inspiration from some of the yoga moves he’d seen her do in their garden and on the roof of the station. 

He made the most of being able to get Buck into these positions, knowing that as she got bigger they’d be harder and harder to do, but for now she was like putty and he was going to use that. 

“Straighten your legs.” He growled, Buck doing as asked, “Wrap them around my neck and cross your ankles.” Yet again she followed his instructions. 

Buck’s knees hyperextended so her legs were at a 200 degree angle, Eddie then pressed himself even further forward and then down so Buck’s legs were only a few inches away from her body, practically folded in half which allowed Eddie to get even deeper into her and angle himself so he could focus on new spots. 

The position pushed a guttural moan out of Buck, which got a dark chuckle out of Eddie, “God, look at you, like some ragdoll, all floppy and boneless, can’t even hold yourself up without me.” He kissed her as he felt her cunt spasm, a needy whine sliding into his mouth as his tongue entered her, “You like that?” He asked, pulling back from her mouth just enough to speak. Buck nodded, frantically, little whines and moans the only noises she could make to prove how right he was. “Can’t do anything without me, can you? No bones, no muscle, no organs, no brain to control yourself, just a floppy little cotton stuffed dolly for me to play with.” There was something about Eddie talking about her as if she were just an inanimate object that was getting her excited, the fact that it was part of him having total control over her. 

Eddie kept grinding into her, getting as deep into her as he could. He pulled back from her mouth and moved to begin nipping at her tits, sucking on the soft tissue. 

Buck let out whimpers and gasps of pleasure, the kind that signaled to Eddie she was on the brink of coming. He could feel himself getting to that place as well so he doubled down, thrusting harder and faster, moving to nip at her jaw whilst his hands squeezed and pawed at her tits. 

Her back arched as she let out a long, loud scream, unable to stop the sound from falling out of her as she came, the noise alone enough to push Eddie over the edge. 

After what felt like an eternity of pleasure their orgasms died down, leaving them as heaving, panting messes, Buck beginning to cry, the physical release of the orgasm triggering an emotional one, sobs wracking her body. 

Eddie pulled out and immediately pulled Buck into his arms, she’d never had this sort of reaction to an orgasm before so it was concerning to Eddie to put it mildly, “Hey, hey, Evelyn, are you okay?” 

“That was some Feldenkrais level shit man.” She blubbered, getting the words out through the tears, “Fuck me, that- fucking hell.” She curled up in Eddie’s arms, sobbing into his neck. 

He was so confused, “Is tha- is that a good thing?” 

Buck nodded, “Really good. I think that orgasm was technically an alternative medicine.” 

Eddie couldn’t stop himself from laughing at that, Buck pulling her face out of his neck so she could look up at him, a massive smile on her face even as the tears kept running down it, “God, I love you so much, but you say some of the most insane shit Buck.” 

Buck could feel the thrum of energy under her skin, the type that meant her ADHD was flaring up, and it was a Q-word day at work so there wasn’t anything to take the edge off. Plus, even though she was only fourteen weeks along (having found out at eight weeks due to the fact that she started showing early, Bean was expected to be a very large baby) she’d already been put on light duty so couldn’t work on all of the calls. 

She’d been put on light duty pretty much as soon as they found out about the pregnancy following concerns for her health, the embolism she’d suffered almost ten years ago worrying her doctors. They’d initially wanted her to go on maternity leave straight away but Buck had pushed back, so light duty was the compromise which meant she was mainly just driving the engine and truck. So on the larger calls, the ones that required a lot of physical strain she was still able to do most of the engineer jobs as all drivers would, things like operating the aerial ladder should it be needed, without having to do anything physically intense or run into actual fires, keeping her and Bean safe. 

But she still got restless, wanting to do more than driving the engine or helping on smaller calls. She had to keep reminding herself that it was for Bean, she wasn’t going to risk the life of the new member of the Grant-Nash Diaz family. The boredom was a small price to pay. Didn’t mean she wouldn’t complain though. 

Chim came up into the loft to find Buck pacing back and forth, Hen and Ravi watching her. 

“Is she okay?” He asked, joining them on the couch. 

“She’s really restless today.” Hen told him. 

Ravi nodded along, “Yeah, really bad, she’s been doing that for half an hour.” 

“Someone needs to throw that girl in a fire.” 

“Chim!” Hen scolded. 

“What? It’s true.” 

“He has got a point.” 

“Thank you Ravi!” 

“Do we think this is a ‘break glass’ situation?” Ravi asked, “You know, say the Q-word so she’s got something to do?” 

“Don’t you dare!” Hen hissed at the same time Chim squawked out a “No!” 

“I think it’s time we called in the big guns.” Hen decided with a nod. 

Ravi looked over at Chim, confusion clouding his face as Hen walked over to the edge of the loft, “Big guns?” 

“Her parents, we just like that it sounds dramatic.” 

“Bobby!” Hen yelled down into the apparatus bay, the man in question looking up at her from where he was talking with his son-in-law, “Can you come up here please.” 

With a nod Bobby jogged up the stairs, “What’s up?” 

Hen pointed over at Buck, who’d begun walking laps around the loft, chewing on the side of her thumb, “Half an hour.” Was all Hen said. 

“Bless.” Bobby said with a sympathetic tut, “You should’ve called me up sooner.” And then walked over to Buck, “Hey kid.” He greeted, stopping her in her tracks, “Everything alright?” 

“I need something to do.” She flexed and clenched her hands a few times, as if she were trying to get the energy out through her fingers. 

Thankfully Bobby was saved from having to find something to occupy his daughter as the tones went off, calling them to a car crash. 

In the blink of an eye Buck was down the stairs and in the driver's seat of the engine. 

Once everyone was in she pulled out of the station and hit the sirens, navigating the streets of LA at speed, it wasn’t going to appease her restlessness for long but for now Buck was just grateful to be out of the station and have something to focus on. She didn’t know if this was a scene she could actually get involved with yet so there was a good chance she’d have to stay with the engine, but she was holding onto hope that she’d be able to get stuck in to some extent. 

When they pulled up at the scene there were two cars crumpled together, thankfully the car in the back had accordioned and airbags had deployed in both of them, both of which were good signs. 

Everyone got out of the engine and Bobby began giving orders, the team splitting off as they jumped into action. 

Buck was having to hang back for now, Bobby needing to assess the state of the cars before he could say for certain whether or not it was an appropriate scene for his daughter. 

So she hung back by the engine, hands cradling her belly, one of her thumbs subconsciously stroking it, watching as the team worked. She heard Bobby yell for saws and jaws so she popped the door on the compartment they kept them in as she was standing right next to it and needed something to do. 

Eddie and Martinez ran up, Eddie giving her a fistbump as he passed, the closest they’d get to physical affection whilst at a scene. The pair then grabbed the tools and ran back to the cars. 

Buck could feel herself getting restless again, her ADHD screaming at her to do something, anything. 

Thankfully after about ten minutes her distraction arrived, “Uh, excuse me?” A voice behind her said. 

She turned to find a woman who looked to be a similar age to her standing with a young boy who looked about five, “Hi, are you guys alright?” She asked. 

“My son, Malcolm, got spooked by the cars crashing and tripped over, I know it’s only minor but would you be able to take a look at his hands? They’re a bit scraped up and I don’t have anything to sort them with. Obviously if you’re busy it’s fine, I know that’s a pretty big crash, but-” 

“Hey, don’t worry about it, I’m not doing anything.” She waved her off with a soft smile before turning to the kid, “Malcom, you wanna take a seat there for me whilst I grab a med kit.” She pointed to one of the ledges on the side of the engine. 

Buck opened one of the compartments and pulled out the first aid kit they carried on the engine before coming back and crouching down in front of Malcolm and his Mom who’d sat down next to him. 

Buck opened up the med kid and grabbed a pair of gloves out, snapping them on, “Alright, can I see your hands please, buddy?” She asked, gently taking Malcolms hands in hers, looking at the grazed skin that was a bit dirty. She grabbed an antiseptic wipe and opened it up, “This is gonna sting so I need you to be a big brave boy for me, think you can do that?” He nodded, “Yeah, knew you’d say that, I can spot bravery a mile off.” She began to gently clean the skin, getting a small hiss of discomfort out of the kid, “That’s it, you’re doing great.” 

“I’m assuming that’s not your first then?” The woman said, nodding towards Buck's stomach, getting a chuckle out of the firefighter. 

“First one that I’m carrying myself, but I’ve been raising my step son since he was seven, way before I even got together with my husband.” 

The woman gave her a soft smile, “How old is he?” 

“Sixteen, kid’s growing up on us, fast. God, he’ll be seventeen by the time the baby’s here.” 

“How’s he feeling about getting a little sibling?” 

Buck couldn’t help but chuckle at that, thinking back to the conversation in the kitchen where they told him about the pregnancy, “He’s so excited. Me and my husband had been trying for a year before we got pregnant but we didn’t tell Chris, our son, as we didn’t want to get his hopes up, he’s been wanting a sibling for forever so we didn’t want to give him false hope. But it’s happening and he’s over the moon.” She finished cleaning Malcolm’s hands and began to bandage them.

“That’s good to hear. This one here has a little sister but he wasn’t too happy about it.” Both women laughed at that.

Malcolm huffed before speaking up for the first time, “I wanted a brother.” 

“What?” Buck let out a silly gasp, keeping the mood light, “Sisters are the best, mine sure is.” 

“Older or younger?” The woman asked. 

“Younger, by ten years.” 

“There’s three years between me and my sister.” Malcolm declared, “She’s a baby and she’s so annoying, was your sister annoying when she was two?” 

“I didn’t actually meet my sister until she was three, but I think if I’d been a lot younger I would’ve found her annoying, but I was thirteen so didn’t think she was too bad.” 

“Why didn’t you meet her until she was three?” 

“Malcolm,” his Mom scolded, “We don’t ask questions like that.” She clearly knew where this conversation could go, not that it was hard to figure out.

“It’s alright, I don’t mind.” Buck assured her before turning to the kid, “My Mommy and Daddy adopted me when I was thirteen.” 

“What’s that?” 

“It’s when a Mommy or Daddy aren’t related to their child but take them in and then the law makes them their parents. For me it was my Mommy and my Daddy that adopted me, but I adopted my son because I married his Daddy.” Buck then pointed to the crash, “See over there,” She specifically pointed at Eddie, “That’s my husband,” She then moved to point at Bobby, “That’s my Daddy,” She finally pointed at Athena who’d arrived on the scene, “And that’s my Mommy.”

“Is your sister there?” Malcolm asked. 

Buck turned back to Malcolm and his Mom, “No, she’s a lawyer up in Washington.” 

“Do you have any more siblings?” He was getting really invested in Buck’s family, and Buck was more than happy to talk about it, using whatever she could to keep herself busy.

Well she had been happy, that question, however, threw her. Buck swallowed and took a deep breath to centre herself, packing away the med kit as a distraction, “No, no, just my baby sister.” Buck then put all of her attention on Malcolm, pushing away the discomfort simmering in her gut, “Can I tell you something? One older sibling to another?” Malcolm nodded, “She may be annoying now, but once you both get a bit older she’ll become your best friend in the whole wide world. But even now you’ve got to have her back because that’s what family does, no matter how silly or annoying they get. Once, when I was eighteen, I was still living at home whilst I was learning to be a firefighter, and I came home from firefighter school to find that my baby sister had gotten into my room and destroyed all of my makeup, and I mean all of it. I was really, really angry, but she’s my sister so I forgave her, because no matter how annoying or mean she is I always have her back and she’ll always have mine. So even if she’s annoying right now you need to look after her, and once she's older, I promise, she’ll do the same for you, okay?” 

Malcolm nodded, “Okay.” 

“Good.” Buck held her hand out for a fistbump which was quickly reciprocated, “Well, that’s you all patched up, how do your hands feel?” 

“Much better, thank you.” He gave her a toothy grin which Buck easily reciprocated. 

The three of them stood up, the woman picking her son up and balancing him on her hip, “Thank you so much.” She said, giving Buck a kind smile. 

“It’s what I’m here for.” 

“Good luck with the pregnancy.” And then she left, Malcolm waving at Buck over his Mom’s shoulder, Buck waving back at him. 

Only a minute later the 118 and the 127’s ambulances left with the drivers inside, the rest of the 118 finishing up and packing away so they could all head back. 

Thankfully the call had been able to calm the energy buzzing through her veins so as soon as they got back she headed off to the bunk room and was out like a light almost immediately. 

“If I fuck you hard enough do you think we could fit another baby in there?” Eddie asked. Buck was sitting on the kitchen counter, watching him try and make lunch, offering advice so it didn’t go to shit, only for him to stop when he got distracted by the golden light filtering through his wife’s hair, making it look like a halo. 

He placed a hand on her knee, pushing her long skirt up so it sat just above the joint, he then slowly ran his hand up her inner thigh until he reached her cunt, having foregone underwear just like she always did at home nowadays to both of their delight. He toyed with her clit, getting a satisfied moan out of his wife, the pair thankful that Chris had science club after school so would be home later, giving them even more time together, “Then we’d have two babies but one would be born first whilst the other kept growing, so you wouldn’t be empty. And then, once the first one is out we’ll put another in, so there isn’t a single moment you’re not filled with our children, you’ll never be empty again.” 

“You’re insatiable.” Buck chuckled, the sound turning into a high pitched whine as he hit her clit just right. 

Eddie leant forward to kiss her, placing his free hand against her sixteen week belly. “Well, do you think it’ll work?” Eddie pulled back from the kiss just long enough to speak before bringing their mouths together again, tangling their tongues. 

“I think there’s only one way to find out.” She teased, pulling her top over her head as she briefly pulled away from Eddie’s face, diving right back in as soon as the offending garment had been discarded, her growing tits fully on display for him. 

He pulled away from her face only to duck his head and focused his attention on her breasts, sucking hickies into the soft skin, nibbling on the fatty tissue as he kept fingering her. 

“Let’s move to the bedroom,” She breathed, “I want you to fuck another baby into me.”

He pulled his fingers out and picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist. 

Eddie carried her through the house and then gently laid her down on the bed, promptly stripping out of his clothes. He settled at the end of the bed so he could plant kisses on her belly, sucking at the skin so he could mark her as his, “I’m going to turn you into a baby making factory,” He told her between sucks, “Your cunt will be a production line,” God, he shouldn’t be able to make industrial talk so sexy and yet here he was, “your body the factory,” He began to jerk himself off, readying himself for her, “and I’ll be the foreman who runs the show; fucking you again and again and again. Bringing life into this world will be your full time job, and mine will be worshiping you.” 

She went to wiggle out of her skirt but he stopped her, “Let me.” He stood and removed it for her, which gave her the perfect view of his erect cock. “Oh good God Evie, you’re so fucking wet.” He gasped as he saw the soaked patch on her pale pink skirt, “I’m so glad you stopped wearing underwear.” Usually Eddie enjoyed toying with Buck but today he had a goal, he knew it was an impossible task but it felt like the thought of it alone would be enough to make him come. He was definitely storing this moment in the wank bank for later. 

He lined himself up with her hole and slowly slipped in, getting a small pleased gasp out of the woman. He leant forward and kissed her as he let her body adjust to his thick cock inside of her, their tongues dancing together as he held his body up enough that he wasn’t putting pressure on her growing stomach but low enough that he could feel it against his abdomen. 

Slowly he began to grind, both he and Buck groaning into each other’s mouths. “You’re going to be such a good Mommy.” He praised, nipping at her jaw, “Keeping our babies all warm and protected inside of you.” 

She moaned at the praise, the warm feeling it gave her only making her more aroused. 

“You’re going to be such a good girl and stay like this forever, aren’t you?” 

“Yes, yes, God yes.” She began grinding her hips into his, her body refusing to stay still, “I want to be filled with you, always, filled with your babies.” 

His balls slapped against her, the sound of flesh on flesh filling the room, “You’re so pretty all filled up,” Buck wrapped her legs around his waist, “I can’t wait to see you grow, how big you’re going to get.” 

“I’m going to get so big for you.” She tangled her fingers in his hair so she could drag him down, sucking hickeys into his neck, but he didn’t want that so he grabbed her wrists and held them over her head, pulling away so she couldn’t reach him.

“Oh no you don’t.” He growled, “I’m breeding you, this is work, not play.” He paused for a second, “Or at least for you it is.” He then dipped his head and began sucking on her nipple, running his teeth around it, giving it a tug every now and again, forcing squeals and moans out of his wife. “How many babies can you fit inside of you do you think?” His voice was low and gravely. 

“As many as you want.” she whimpered as he thrust into her particularly hard. 

“As many as I want?” She nodded, “Well then, I’d better get to work.” He sped his thrusts up, “I’m going to tie you to the bed and fuck you every morning and every night, you’ll be my little baby making bitch, I won’t let you out of this bed even once so all you can do is be bred and birth. You’ll be pregnant for the rest of your life, big belly, big tits.” He bit into the side of one of her tits making her yelp, “You obviously won’t be able to feed the babies lying here so I’ll have to pump the milk out.” He felt her cunt tighten around his cock making him laugh, “Do you like the sound of that?” 

“Yes, yes.” She blubbered, nodding her head, “Use me, fill me, milk me.” 

“Oh my pretty little thing, you want to be used, you want to be my little object, nothing more than my plaything that breeds and feeds.” 

She nodded vigorously, “Please, please, I want to be all yours, I want to do whatever you tell me to. I want to provide.” 

“Oh you’re going to provide for me so well.” He pushed himself up but kept thrusting, running his hands up along her sides, holding her breasts tightly in his hands before bringing them back down again so he could gently hold her belly, “Think about how big and swollen you’ll be once I get the second one in you. Oh god, oh god, so, so bi-” He came in her as his mind was filled with the image of her heavily pregnant and tied to the bed, something he was going to do further down the line, once she was much, much bigger. 

As soon as he was done he pulled out, panting heavily but getting a whine out of Buck, he knew exactly where that noise had come from and it made him smirk, “I told you, that was work not play for you, so you don’t get to come.” The both of them could be sadists so he knew that denying her the orgasm was something that would scratch that particular itch for her. 

“God I hate you.” She sighed, a fondness filling her words. 

“I love you too.” He joked, pulling her to her feet, “Come on, let’s get cleaned up and then I’ll finish making lunch.”

(But Eddie wasn’t feeling too mean today so he fingered her in the shower so she could get a release of her own.) 

Eddie came up behind Buck whilst she was at the sink washing up. He wrapped his arms around her so he could put his hands on her baby bump, eighteen weeks into the pregnancy, having just hit the four month mark meant that there was plenty of belly for Eddie to get his hands on. 

Eddie hooked his chin over Buck’s shoulder, “Chris is at a sleepover tonight, do you fancy a night in.” She knew exactly what he meant so couldn’t help but chuckle at him. 

“I’d love that.” She turned her head so she could give him a kiss on the cheek, “Now fuck off, no PDA at work.” She reminded him, although since the pregnancy announcement Bobby had been a bit more lax when it came to that rule and the married couple. 

Eddie let her go and stepped away, grabbing a dish cloth and beginning to dry up the crockery she was done with, “How’s Bean this morning?” He eventually asked. 

Buck looked over at him with a smile, “Bean is doing well, but they did wake me up very early this morning.”

“Morning sickness?” Buck nodded, “How bad?” 

“Worst in a while.” 

Eddie put the dish he was currently drying down, turning to face Buck, “You should’ve come and grabbed me.” They were on a twenty-four so they’d been in the bunks, if they’d been at home Eddie would’ve been up as soon as the mattress shifted, making sure her hair was out of the way so she didn’t get vomit in it and rubbing her back. But whenever they were at the station she insisted on dealing with it on her own, but at least she was honest about it when asked. 

“You needed the sleep.” She didn’t turn away from the dishes, not wanting to make eye contact with him, “But really, it was fine, I can handle myself.” 

“I don’t doubt that you can, but you don’t need to do any of this alone, I’ve got your back.” He let out a small chuckle, “And your belly I guess.” 

Buck gave him a sarcastic laugh, “Ha, ha, very funny.” She put the last dish on the drying rack and pulled the plug, letting the water drain from the sink. She then turned to face him, giving him her full attention, “I’m fine. We’re both fine.” 

“You eat enough at breakfast to make up for it?” 

“Yeah I did. Will probably bring it up soon though.” She huffed. 

Before they could continue the tones went off for a simple medical call, Buck joining the team. 

It wasn’t a bad scene, it was pretty clean, nothing crazy, just a kid who’d fallen off of his bike and unfortunately broke his leg. 

The problem was the barbecue someone must’ve been preparing, too early in the day to actually have one but late enough that prep had probably been underway for an hour or two. 

Buck climbed out of the engine, but as soon as she smelt the air her stomach turned, intense nausea taking over, unsurprisingly Eddie noticed, seeing her face go pale before she ran around the side of the engine so she could throw up out of view. 

Eddie followed her and rubbed her back as she vomited. Thankfully her hair was slicked back into a tight, military grade bun so there was no risk of her getting sick in her hair. “Come on, get it all out, you’ll feel better. Take some deep breaths for me.” Once she’d stopped hurling she did as told and took a deep breath only for the smell of barbecued meat to trigger another wave of vomit. “Okay, okay, there we go, better out than in.” Buck finally stopped and spat out the remnants of the vomit that was still in her mouth, “Do you know what’s setting you off?” Eddie asked, hoping it was something he could control so he could make it stop. 

Buck wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She groaned loudly, still hunched over, hands on the thighs, “Barbecue.” She wretched a few times, nothing left in her stomach to bring up but the smell still triggering the nausea. 

“Okay, let’s get you back in the engine and then I’ll get you some water and let Bobby know, okay?” Buck nodded and let Eddie help her up and into the engine, “You got an emesis bag up there?” He asked, Buck pulled one out of the door and waved it at him. Satisfied, Eddie blew her a kiss and then scuttled off.

Once she was alone she let her head flop back against the headrest, taking in a shaky breath in the hopes of settling her stomach. 

Eddie slid up next to Bobby as he watched Hen and Chim work, “Hey Cap.” 

“Eddie, hey.” He looked over at him only to clock a lack of Buck, which was always a concern, “Where’s Buck?” 

“Uh, yeah, that’s what I came to talk to you about.” He rubbed the back of his neck, “We’ve just had a bad bout of morning sickness, I’ve got her sat in the engine as it’s being triggered by the smell of the barbecue, hopefully it’ll dull the smell.” Bobby nodded, “I’m gonna grab her some water and she’s already got a bag but do you mind if I sit with her until you need me?” 

Bobby placed a hand on Eddie’s shoulder, “Of course you can. Look after our girl, alright?” 

Eddie nodded at him, “Of course, don’t you worry Cap.” 

As soon as they got back to the station Buck had taken a nap on the couch, head in Eddie’s lap with one of his hands lightly placed on her stomach. So a nap and a protein bar later and she was feeling better, like she hadn’t just expelled the entire content of her stomach whilst on a call.  

It meant that when she got home she was back on top form, laughing away with Eddie as she carried her duffle bag on her shoulder and Eddie carried the groceries they’d grabbed on the way home. 

“Who’d’ve thought fucking meat would set me off.” She chuckled.

Eddie sent her an affectionate glare, “Buck, you’re a veggie. It really doesn’t surprise me.” 

“Eh, that’s a good point.” She dumped her bag by the door and slipped her shoes off, “Still, I’m usually fine around meat. Like, will I eat it? Fuck no. But I don’t give a fuck if people eat it around me.” They got into the kitchen and began unloading groceries, Eddie grabbing a packet of sandwich ham and putting it in the fridge, “Case and point.” 

She grabbed the rice out of the bag and put it in the dry goods cupboard, “The smell of toothpaste made you throw up last week.” He reminded her, “Bean is making you weird, this is just another case of that.” 

Her hand went straight to her stomach, faking a shocked gasp, “How could you, that’s our child you’re speaking about.” She then spoke to the bump, “Ignore your Daddy, he’s being mean.” 

Eddie laughed at her, making Buck crack a smile followed by a laugh of her own. He walked over and pulled her into a hug, holding her closely, “God I love you Evelyn Grant-Nash Diaz.” 

Buck nuzzled her face into Eddie’s neck, “I love you too Edmundo Grant-Nash Diaz.” 

“I’m going to finish putting these groceries away and then I’m going to pamper you, just like you deserve.” Eddie promised, “Why don’t you go lie down and I’ll be there as soon as I’m ready.” 

“I can help.” She protested. 

“I know, but I want to take care of you, tonight’s about you.” Buck let out a content hum at that, inhaling Eddie’s cologne, “I’m going to run you a bath, and I’m going to treat you like the Goddess you are, worship this gorgeous body of yours and then I’m going to fuck you like you are Aphrodite herself.” 

Buck let out a little chuckle that Eddie could feel vibrating out of her and into him, “Okay Mr Poet, keep talking like that and I won't be able to wait.” 

“In that case get yourself off to bed, because I can’t have your horney ass ruining my plans for tonight.” 

She pulled away, kissed him and then headed off to their bedroom, Eddie slapping her ass as she went, getting another laugh out of Buck. 

“Hey.” Eddie called out quietly, stepping into their bedroom where Buck was having a nap on top of the covers, “Bath’s ready.” He told her. 

She blinked her eyes open and stretched, she’d taken all of her clothes off before her nap, so as she stretched out like a cat Eddie was treated to the spectacular view that was her naked body; baby bump on show alongside scars and tattoos that covered her soft skin. The pale tracheotomy scar from her flailed first date with Adam sitting delicately at the bottom of her throat, left leg coated in scars from all of her ladder truck surgeries, even the lightning pattern still crackled down her body (Eddie had thought they only lasted a few days at most, but the ones that still decorated Buck's skin weren't from the capillaries bursting as was the case with Lichtenberg figures but where her extremely sensitive skin had been burnt), as well as lots from a reckless childhood spent fighting for love and attention. And then there were those ones, the ones that had led to CPS taking her from the Buckley’s, Eddie could point out each and every scar from them without getting a single one wrong. 

But Eddie loved every single scar without fail, because even though the stories behind each of them were sad, they were proof that his wife had lived; through all the pain and tragedy she’d lived. 

He walked over to the bed and lifted her up, getting a surprised gasp from her, “What are you doing?” 

“I told you I was going to take care of you, that’s what I’m doing.” He told her, a cheeky grin on his face, getting a loud laugh out of his wife. 

“I can walk, you know.” 

“I know.” He dipped his head so he could kiss her, “But I want to carry you there.” 

When they entered the bathroom it was full of the scent of lavender and ylang ylang, the room humid from the heat of the bath, the water hot enough that steam rose from it, just how Buck liked it. 

Eddie gently placed her in the purple water, dried flowers floating around her, all tension leaving Buck’s body, “Is this the Sleepy Giant bath bomb?” She asked, recognising the familiar scent and water colour. 

Eddie smiled at her, perched on the edge of the tub, “Of course, I wasn’t gonna use just any old bath bomb.” 

“But I didn’t think we had any in the house?”

The little pout on Buck’s face made him chuckle, “Baby, you’ve been asleep for three hours, I asked your Pops to run to Lush and get me one for you.” A huge grin broke out across her face, eyes crinkled shut, teeth on show, “I also had him pick up more Sleepy shower gel and a face mask. The lady at the shop gave him a rose one, she said it’s the best choice to go with the other scents.” 

Buck leaned up, encouraging Eddie to bend down with a hand on his cheek so she could kiss him, “What did I do to deserve you?” 

“I could ask you the same thing.” Eddie chuckled, he then changed positions so he was sat on the lip of the bath behind Buck, slowly pulling the pins, hair ties and hair net out of her bun, delicately easing the hair out of the solid updo, knowing her scalp could be a bit tender after such an intense hairstyle being left in for so long (it was so intense she’d slept in it at work and during her nap and there wasn’t a single flyaway hair), so he could begin washing all of the gel out, letting her natural curls spring free. 

They sat in the comfortable silence together, Buck relaxing in the water whilst Eddie took his time cleaning her up. The scent of honey, lily and bergamot joined the lavender and ylang ylang, followed by a hint of eucalyptus, the floral aromas that clung to Buck at all times filled the room. Even when she got back from structure fires, covered in soot and sweat, the smell of smoke stuck in her pores, there was always the flowery undertones of the perfume, body wash, shampoo and conditioner she used fighting back. 

Buck’s long hair dripped down her back, appearing even longer as the water weighed it down, pulling the curls taut, all remnants of the heavy duty hair gel she’d decided to use for their last shift gone. 

Eddie moved again so he was sitting on the floor of the bathroom, arms leant on the rim of the tub, facing Buck. He gently opened the face mask and applied it to her face, Buck lying back in the bath so only her head was above the water. 

“You know, I’ll never get over how stupid face masks look.” Eddie chuckled once he’d rinsed his hands off in the bath water. 

Buck had a content little smile on her face, eyes closed, and it looked like nothing was getting rid of it any time soon, “You’re the one who put it on me.” 

“Yeah, yeah, I know, but it’s good for your skin.” She cracked an eye open so she could glare at him, “Even if you do look stupid.” His tone was fond and jokey, not a real jab at her. 

Buck splashed bath water at him in retaliation, “Fuck off.” She then closed her eyes again and went back to relaxing whilst they waited for the face mask to do its job. 

For the next ten minutes they just existed in a comfortable silence, surrounded by the floral scents that filled the room with Eddie’s favourite smell - the smell of Buck. Eventually Eddie grabbed a cloth and wiped the face mask off, finishing it all off with the face creams and serums Buck swore by. 

“You ready to get out?” Buck nodded, a soft smile on her face, “Alright, come on.” 

She shouldn’t have been surprised when he picked her up but it still got a startled little squeak out of her (a sound that Eddie would never not love, especially given the juxtaposition of the small sound coming out of his six foot two, buff, firefighter wife). He sat her on the edge of the tub and dried her off, working from her feet up, peppering kisses along every part of her that he dried, giving her stomach the most attention, callous hands on either side of it as he placed gentle kisses there. Once her body was dry he got the blow dryer out and did her hair, following her very strict instructions so he didn’t damage it. 

Yet again he scooped her up once he was done, “Eddie!” She yelped, getting a laugh out of her husband as she clung onto him, arms around his neck as he carried her over to the bathroom counter and sat her down. 

Eddie leant down and softly held her belly, placing kisses on it again, leaving the occasionally hickey, getting content sighs and sounds out of his wife. He began to trail the kisses down until he reached her cunt, placing gentle kisses along it. Buck’s breath hitched with the first kiss, the sensation filling her up with a warm feeling in her stomach, arousal sparking within her as she relaxed back to give Eddie better access. 

He kept going, kissing the folds of her pussy teasing her with the occasional poke of his tongue, licking along her opening, “Come on Eddie.” She whined, “I want you to fuck me with your tongue, please baby.”

He pulled back just enough to smile up at her, “Be patient, we’ll get there, it’ll be worth it, I promise.” He dipped his tongue in between her folds but didn’t go deep, only going far enough to tease her. 

He then nibbled at her flaps and ran his teeth through her coarse, curly pubic hair. 

Eddie began to lick and nibble on her clitoral hood, so close to her clit that it was getting her riled up. The hood wasn’t sensitive, nothing about it giving her any pleasure, the arousal was from the denial of stimulus to her clit, the tiniest readjustment and he could be playing with it. The lack of attention it was getting frustrated her, making her antsy and needy, which is exactly what Eddie wanted. Toying with her was one of his favourite things to do, getting her all riled up, moaning and whining as she writhed around, begging him to get on with it. 

“Eddie, Eddie, baby, please.” With the precision of a man who’d mapped her cunt meticulously for the last six years, he was able to lick his tongue to the very edge of the hood, her clit mere millimetres away, stopping just before he made contact with what she so badly wanted him to touch. He got a loud whine out of her at that, followed by a singular sob, “Eddie, please, I need you.” 

“I know Evie, and you’ll get me, but you’re not ready yet.” His voice was low and sultry, a sound that he knew got her riled up. 

“I am, Eddie, I’m ready, I promise.” He pulled away from her cunt completely, the warm breath that had been ghosting across it gone, leaving her cold and wanting, “Eddie?” 

He leant up and kissed her belly, before rising to kiss her on the lips, only for her to stop him with a finger to his lips, “You’ve got a pube in your teeth.” She told him. 

But instead of looking embarrassed he looked more aroused, “Well we can’t have that.” She shook her head, eyes wide and wet, “Why don’t you get it out for me?” She went to bring her hand up to grab it, only for him to place his hands on top of hers, stopping her from raising them, holding them on the counter, “Not with your hands.” Her eyes seemed to widen even more, pupils blown from arousal, “Oh no,” He mocked, “How are you going to do it?” 

She leant forward and locked lips with him, gently sliding her tongue into his mouth and onto his teeth, slowly running it along each tooth until she reached the right one. She began sucking and nibbling, her tongue sliding this way and that in the hopes of dislodging it. She pulled back a few times to check and see if it was still there, but no matter what she didn’t seem to be able to, “Can you not do it?” Eddie pouted, “Are you struggling baby girl?” Buck nodded. “Oh sweetheart, it’s okay.” He let go of one of her hands so he could cup her cheek with his palm, wiping away a tear that ran down her face, “I’ll let you use your fingers to get it, but there’s going to be consequences.” Buck really hoped this was going where she thought it was, “I’m afraid I won’t be able to give you an orgasm.” Buck’s face dropped, that was the opposite of what she wanted. But a smirk suddenly overtook Eddie’s face, giving Buck hope, “No, I’m going to make you orgasm as many times as I want you to. What I say goes, okay?” Buck nodded, clearly over the moon with that. 

“Yes, yes, that’s okay.” She brought her free hand up and pulled the hair out from between his teeth.

“Good girl.” He praised, which had her preening and getting wetter. Eddie kept the hand on her cheek but took the other and used it to cup her cunt, “Good God Evie, you’re so wet.” He gasped, “All for me?” 

“All for you.” She moaned out. 

“Good girl.” He ran his thumb along her cheek, using his other hand he thrusted two fingers into Buck, her whole body spasming with joy, making her tits jiggle, “Oh fuck, look at those.” 

Eddie kept fingering her, curling and thrusting his fingers in all the ways he knew she liked, that he knew would make her pretty little noises pour out of her. 

He took his hand from her face and brought it down to her breast, toying with the nipple, “Aren’t these lovely.” He sighed, “What size do you think they are now? Are we still a D cup or do you think we’re a double D yet? How big do you think they’re going to get?” Buck moaned loudly, a combination of his fingers working into her, the stimulation he was giving her tit and the talk of their size. “I hope they’re at least a G, but can you imagine if they ended up an I, oh God, or what about an O.” He began mouthing at the tit he wasn’t playing with, licking and biting at the nipple, running his teeth along it and teasing it with kisses. He eventually suctioned his mouth around it and began to suck, getting a high pitched gasp out of her. Eddie briefly pulled away to ask, “Do you think you’re ready to lactate yet?” before diving back in. 

“Lactation can begin between twelve and twenty-two weeks and we’re-” She let out a little gasp as he sucked particularly hard, “We’re eighteen weeks along.” 

“Then I guess there’s only one way to find out.” He sped up his fingers as he began to suck harder, faster, adding his tongue to the mix, getting a series of ‘ah, ah, ah’s out of his wife. 

She suddenly let out a high pitched whine, body going rigid, Eddie fingering and sucking her through the orgasm until she relaxed and slumped forward, her forehead resting on top of his head. 

Eddie spent a few more minutes sucking on her tit as Buck leant her head against his, calming her breathing post orgasm. 

Once she’d caught her breath Eddie pulled away from her breast and looked up at her with soft eyes. Her long blonde curls cascaded down on either side of her face, long enough that it ran past Eddie as well, creating a curtain effect on either side of them, like it was their own little bubble. Light filtered in between her curls but it was muted by the blond strands. Looking up, surrounded by flowing locks made it feel like he was looking up at a Goddess, this was what a religious experience felt like. His wife, the saint, had brought him salvation, she’d saved him in so many ways, more times then he could count. 

He leant up and took her face in either hand, and kissed her, having dropped his previous dominance, Buck’s softness overwhelming him in the best possible way, “I love you.” He whispered against her lips. 

He felt the smile that broke out across her face, “I love you too.” 

“We’re having a baby!” 

Buck chuckled, the sound falling straight into Eddie’s mouth, “Yeah, yeah we are.” 

The energy had completely shifted, the pair indulging in slow and tender kisses, just enjoying being together with no expectations. 

After a few minutes Buck pulled back, “So, are you going to eat me out or what?” Her voice was still soft as a sleepy smile made itself at home on her face. 

Instead of answering he just lowered himself down, placing a few kisses on her pregnant belly as he passed it before reaching her pussy. He placed gentle kisses on it, savouring the taste of her as his tongue joined in. He finally eased his tongue into her hole, moving slowly which forced a high pitched whine out of Buck. Once he was inside of her he began to lick and work his tongue around. He felt her walls shudder as he got faster, greedier, her flavour over taking his brain until all he could think about was his wife, pleasuring her, making her come all over his tongue so he could taste every last drop. 

Buck had a hand in his hair as she leant back, giving him full access to her cunt, the other arm resting on the counter behind her to support her weight and give her some leverage as she ground into Eddie’s face. 

“That’s it Eddie.” She moaned, “Yes, yes, right there, right there. Oh good god, keep going, ah, ah, ah! Jesus Eddie, I’m gonna come.” 

Suddenly Eddie’s senses were overwhelmed by the wet taste of his wife gushing into his mouth and onto his face. The sudden onslaught of ‘Buck’ was enough to have him coming. He hadn’t even realised he’d gotten hard, but he wasn’t surprised, Buck could practically look at him and he’d be hard within seconds. 

As soon as his orgasm was over Eddie stood and scooped Buck up, “Eddie!” She squealed, laughing loudly as she wrapped her arms around his neck and he bridal carried her into their room. 

He placed her gently on the bed and stepped back so he could strip in full view of her before crawling along the firm mattress. He kept going until he was leaning over her, pressing a kiss to her birthmark and then her pulse point, breathing in deeply before migrating up her neck, along her jaw and over to her lips. 

Buck opened her mouth to let him in, their tongues dancing together as Buck tasted the remnants of herself in her husband’s mouth. She cupped his face with her hands whilst one of his hands was beside her head, holding himself up whilst he jerked himself off with his other hand. 

“Are you going to be a good girl and come again for me?” He asked, practically breathing the words into her mouth. She nodded, too busy kissing Eddie to form words. “I need you to use your words baby girl.” 

“Yes, yes, I’m gonna come for you.” 

Before she knew it he was easing himself into her, “Are you ready for me to fuck another baby into you?” He asked, voice low and sultry as he spoke directly into her ear. 

“Please, put another baby in me, I need it, I need you!” 

He chuckled, the sound dark and full of arousal, “You greedy girl.” 

He began to grind against her, rocking his hips back and forth, “How many babies do you think we have in there now? It’s got to be at least five, right?” He nipped at her earlobe. 

Buck let out a tired sigh, “I hope so. Put a sixth in me, please Eddie.” 

The tiredness in her voice had Eddie pulling back, he didn’t pull out but he did stop grinding, holding himself up so he could get a good look at Buck’s face, “Hey, are you good to keep going? Because if you’re tired we can stop, have a nap and then go again later.” 

She brushed some rogue hairs off of Eddie’s forehead, “I want to keep going, please, you’ll just need to do all of the work.” She was genuine so Eddie nodded, always ready to do whatever his wife asked of him. 

“Okay.” He smiled at her, but it quickly went from a sweet smile to one filled with wicked arousal, knowing that Buck was still ready to play even whilst feeling sleepy, “You want to be full of my babies so bad, don’t you? So badly you’ll let me use you just like this.” 

Buck gave him a dopey smile, hands resting above her head, showing off muscular biceps and large tits, “Pump me full, use me, make me carry as many of your babies as possible.” 

Eddie began to thrust into her again, “I’m going to make you so big you won’t be able to move.” Buck let out a little gasp of arousal, “You like that?” She nodded vigorously, “I knew you would. You’ll be so big I’ll have to do everything for you, I am going to pamper you as you grow our children.” 

“Yes, please Eddie, please.” 

“So you just lie there and take it, okay? Let me do all the work.” Buck opened her mouth to speak but Eddie put a gentle finger to her lips, “Just nod for me, save your energy for all the babies you’re going to be filled with.” Buck nodded, watching him with big, love filled eyes. 

Buck lay there in pure bliss, her whole body feeling relaxed and safe as the love of her life took care of her. Eddie kept fucking her, hips rocking back and forth, leaning down and pressing kisses to every part of her that he could, moaning and groaning as he eased gasps and whines of pleasure out of Buck. 

She felt so loved and warm, her husband keeping his promise of taking care of her that night. Eddie made her feel safe without fail, no matter the situation having Eddie chased everything that was scary or bad away, building her a warm bubble of protection. And right now that protective bubble was all she could feel. That and her orgasm, her and Eddie both climaxing at the same time. But whilst Eddie was loud she quietly enjoyed it, tired and blissed out, looking up at him with a sleepy smile. 

As soon as they’d both come down from the pleasure Eddie pulled out, “Come on, get up and pee and then you can get some sleep.” 

Buck grumbled, “No, I’m comfy here.” 

Eddie chuckled, “Baby, I’m not letting you get a UTI, come on.” He scooped her up and she buried her face in his neck, setting her down on her feet when they reached the bathroom. 

It wasn’t long until they were back in bed, fast asleep. 

Buck and Eddie didn’t care what gender their kid was, it wasn’t something they’d even considered really. What mattered is that they were pregnant and they were excited. 

But everyone else seemed to care about the baby's gender, a lot, always asking if they cared, what they’d want if they could choose, all that kinda shit. 

They also had zero names in mind, and honestly didn’t care to pick any in advance. When they met their kid they’d know, they’d see the little terror with their own eyes and go ‘yeah, they’re a…’ and they both knew it. 

Which also meant that Chris’ nickname of ‘Bean’ stuck, and in all truth the family loved it. 

Their little Bean. 

Once they were able to, Buck and Eddie decided to find out the gender of the baby, neither of them particularly cared for surprises and it meant they could stop having the ‘what are you hoping for’ conversation as they’d know for a fact. 

And as it wasn’t an invasive ultrasound Chris had been in the room with them, their little family of three were finding out the gender of their newest member together, as it should be. 

Buck’s gyno pointed at the screen and explained everything she could see, giving an even more detailed run down as Chris seemed really interested in the science of it all (the kid was a nerd, something both of his parents were very proud of). 

“Well, it looks like the newest member of the Grant-Nash Diaz family is going to be a girl.” The doctor told them. And although there wasn’t some big moment of ‘thank God’ ‘I’m so glad it’s a girl’ ‘oh no, I wanted a boy’ Buck did end up breaking down, bawling her eyes out for no reason other than the fact that they were having a baby and she was hormonal as fuck right now. 

“Hey, it’s alright.” Eddie soothed, rubbing her arm. 

“I know.” She blubbered, “I just- we’re having a baby, Eddie.” 

Eddie’s face broke into a massive smile, eyes sparkling as he chuckled at his wife, “Yeah, yeah Buck, we’re having a baby.” 

“Jesus you guys are so sappy.” Chris groaned, tone fond, which got watery laughs out of Buck and Eddie, only for Buck to descend into sobs again. 

Chris took that as his cue to come over and give his Mom a hug, even though the angle was awkward as she was still on the bed. She held him tightly (or as tightly as she could from her current position) and buried her face in his hair, “I love you so fucking much.” 

“Love you even fucking more.” Chris shot back. 

“You happy you’re getting a sister?” She asked him. 

Buck felt Chris nod, “Yeah, really happy, always wanted a sister.” 

They got a few copies of the ultrasound picture, one went on the fridge, one went to Bobby and Athena and another went up in Chris’ locker at school. 

Buck was twenty-six weeks along and Bean was most definitely going to be a big baby (Eddie was six foot and Buck was six foot two so they were both convinced she was also going to be tall when she was all grown up), so Buck looked closer to twenty-eight weeks, and she felt like it too as the extra weight she was carrying was doing a number on her back. 

She’d been on maternity leave for two weeks and she was already bored out of her brains, so obviously she was going to visit the 118, intent on helping Bobby cook so she had something to do with her day. 

There were a few firefighters in the apparatus bay doing odd jobs, all of them waving at her and greeting her in passing. 

“Hey, Nash, you need a hand?” One of them, Trent, called out, indicating the large tote bag she was carrying that was full to the brim with groceries. 

Buck snorted out a laugh, “Don’t be a dick, I’m not even six months along yet.” She then gave him a genuine, “But I’m fine, thanks man.” Getting a big smile and a thumbs up in return. 

“Ay, look who it is.” Chimney called out as Buck made it to the top of the stairs. 

Eddie came straight over to her and pulled her into a hug, “Hey, I didn’t know you were coming by today.” 

“Hey.” She gave him a quick kiss, “I came to help with lunch.” 

Eddie gave her a knowing look, “Getting bored at home?” 

She groaned loudly as Eddie took the bag off of her and guided her over to the kitchen island where the rest of their small group were, “I’m so fucking bored man, there’s only so much 90 Day Fiancé I can watch, and that’s saying something.” 

“Woah, you must be really bored if even that can’t keep your attention.” He joked.

Buck punched his arm lightly giving him a fond “Fuck off” before saying hi to Hen and Chim, then going around to give Bobby a quick kiss on the cheek before diving straight in to food prep with him. 

“How’s Bean this morning?” Hen asked as Buck began to dice carrots.

“The little menace won’t stop kicking me.” She huffed, eyes sparkling with joy, “She’s going to be a wriggler, I guarantee it.” 

“If anyone wants to start the betting pool on how long it’ll take her to get diagnosed with ADHD, put me down for seconds after she’s born.” Chimney joked. 

“My money is on first grade.” Bobby said.

“I think kindergarten.” Was Hen’s bet. 

“Well, we’re going to get her tested as soon as we’re able to.” Buck informed them, “If I’d gotten mine as a little kid my life would’ve been so much easier.” 

“But we caught it in the end.” Bobby reminded her.

“Only because you clocked it Pops.” Buck reminded him.

“We’re planning on having her tested for everything Buck has as she grows up.” 

“The sooner we know, the sooner she’ll be able to get the support she needs.” 

“So she’ll be tested for everything Buck has, you testing her for your shit too Eddie?” Chim asked, reaching out and stealing some carrot from the chopping board, earning a slap to the hand from Buck. 

“Well, the only thing we know I have that she should get tested for is the autism and-”

“-we both have it.” Buck and Eddie said in unison. 

“But thank God for Pops,” Buck chuckled, “If it wasn’t for him we wouldn’t know what either of us had.” Buck suddenly let out a pained ‘ah’ resting both of her hands on the counter and leaning forward, followed by a controlled breath out, everyone jumping into first responder mode only for Buck to immediately wave them off, “Sorry, sorry, I’m fine, she just decided to kick me in the kidney.” 

“Which one?” Eddie asked as he stood and made his way around the island.

“Right.”

Eddie stood behind her, gently easing her back up to her full height, hooking his chin over her shoulder whilst massaging her lower back, “That helping any?” 

Buck scoffed, “She kicked the other side of my kidney. But I do appreciate the massage, do you mind getting a bit closer to my spine?” He dug his thumbs into her lower back, massaging out the knots whilst taking her weight with his chest so she could relax back as she worked. 

“Better?” 

She let out a content hum, “Much.” 

“Hey, why don’t I get back massages from you Diaz?” Chim asked, faux offence on his face.

“Get pregnant, bitch.” Buck flipped him off, but it was all in good humour. 

Eddie readjusted his position as Buck and Chim began to banter back and forth, Hen joining in. He stepped closer to Buck so her whole back was pressed against his front and then he reached around so he could hold the bottom of her belly, lifting it enough that he was taking some of the weight from her. Buck immediately relaxed, head dropping back so it was resting on Eddie’s shoulder, taking a deep, content breath. 

“That good?” He chuckled into her ear, only getting a happy hum in return. 

(Neither of them noticed Hen taking a picture of the two of them just existing in domestic bliss, a smiling Bobby watching them with paternal pride)

Eddie stayed plastered to Buck’s back as she kept cooking with Bobby, making sure he took as much weight off of his wife as possible, giving her a break from all the extra weight she was carrying now. He also used it as an excuse to pepper his face, neck and shoulders with as many kisses as possible, her off the shoulders dress giving him unlimited access to her skin, he nuzzled his face into her neck, basking in the lavender, eucalyptus and bergamot that permanently lived on her skin. 

They thankfully didn’t get any calls until they’d eaten and cleared everything away, everyone having moved to the couches. Bobby was sitting reading (reading glasses on and all, looking every bit the fifty-nine year old father and grandfather he was), Hen and Chim were playing video games, whilst Eddie was laying on his back with Buck curled up on top of him, her chunky sneakers laying haphazardly on the floor by the couch they were on, the three-quarter length skirt of her dress fanning out to cover both of their legs like a blanket. Buck’s head was resting in the crook of his neck, her wild hair tickling his nose and snoring loudly as she slept. 

He scrolled through his phone with one hand, whilst the other was buried in Buck’s hair, scratching her scalp. He’d place the occasional kiss on her head, or nuzzle his face into her curls letting the lavender, eucalyptus and bergamot from her shampoo and conditioner relax him. 

The rumble of Buck snores vibrating through her and into his chest coupled with her soothing scent lulled Eddie into a nap of his own (he actually found it hard to sleep without the sound of Buck snoring after six years together). The sound of his phone dropping from his hand to the floor coupled with Buck’s snores alerted the others to the fact that both Grant-Nash Diaz’s had fallen asleep, all three of them turning to them and cooing, Hen snapping multiple pictures of the pair. She and Karen were planning on making a book for Bean that would be filled with pictures of her parents and brother throughout Buck’s pregnancy, hence all the candid photos Hen had been getting since the Grant-Nash Diaz’s announced that they were finally expecting. 

Suddenly the tones went off jolting Eddie awake whilst Buck’s eyes slowly fluttered open.

“Eddie, you’re man behind.” Bobby told him as he made his way downstairs, “Keep an eye on our girl.” 

Eddie gave him a two fingered salute before he turned to Buck and began quietly muttering something which prompted her to shut her eyes again. Bobby wanted to stay at the top of the stairs and watch the two of them together for longer, the sight of his daughter looking so safe, relaxed and happy never failed to fill him with joy and bring a tear to his eye, after everything that'd happened in her childhood it’s the least she deserved. 

But he had a job to do so turned and ran down the stairs. 

Buck was wiping down the sides when Eddie appeared behind her, arms wrapping around her front, one hand grabbing her skirt and slowly raising it, the other snaking under the hem, he got a loud laugh out of Buck as soon as she realised what he was doing, fingers entering her swiftly, pulling a warm moan out of her. He always took the lifting of the skirt slowly, a non-verbal warning, giving her plenty of time to step away or tell him she wasn’t in the mood, but today she was very much in the mood (saying that, she had a very high libido that meant she was pretty much always in the mood, it was more a question of if Eddie was in the mood or not).

Eddie kissed her neck and the side of her face as he worked his fingers inside of her, “Jesus, that’s it, right there.” She gasped, sinking back into Eddie, letting him take all of her weight, “Oh, you’re perfect.” 

“Me?” Eddie scoffed, “If anyone’s perfect it’s you.” Using his free hand he brushed Buck’s hair from her neck, giving him access to the perfumed skin, sucking hickies into it. “How the hell do you taste so good?” He moaned into her skin. 

He suddenly got a gasp out of his wife, locating her G-spot, “Fuck Eddie, that’s it, that’s perfect.” 

“Yeah?” She nodded fervently, “Want me to do it again?” 

“Please.” She begged, “Please, please, please.”  

He teased her by avoiding that area, working everything but there, getting the whines he loved so much out of Buck. 

She writhed and wriggled on his fingers, trying to grind down on them in the hopes of getting the friction she craved. 

“Nuh, uh, uh, not so fast, pretty girl.” Eddie scolded, “Patience is a virtue.” 

“Shut up Eddie.” She snapped, but there was no heat behind it, just pure desperation. “I need you to touch me, make me come, please, I want you.” 

“I want you too, but I need you to do something for me first.” 

“Anything, anything for you.” She sounded close to tears. 

Suddenly he removed his fingers, Buck’s knees buckling only for him to catch her, the sudden lack of stimulation making her boneless which got a rich and deep laugh out of him, “You really are desperate, aren’t you?” 

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.” She babbled, leaning her whole weight on him again. 

“Turn to face me.” Eddie commanded, before she even had to think about it her body complied, “Good girl.” He cupped her pussy in his hand so he could feel how wet the praise was making her. “Bring your dress down enough that I can have access to your tits.” The dress didn’t have any closures, the top being smocked and elasticated so she grabbed it and removed her arms from the puff sleeved and then pulled the top down so her breasts were exposed, “Thank you baby, you’re so good to me.” A wicked smile broke out on Eddie’s face, “Oh, you liked that, didn’t you? It’s so hot that praise is enough to get you wet, you’re absolutely dripping, you’re like a faucet, I bet I could wash my hands under your cunt.” That pulled a whimper out of Buck, “Fuck, you really are needy today, aren’t you Evie?” He teased. 

Eddie leaned in and kissed her, “I am, I need you so bad Eddie.” She murmured against his lips. 

“And you’ll have me.” He hoisted her up onto the kitchen counter, Eddie had a bit of a thing for fucking Buck whilst she was sat on raised surfaces, loving the way he had to really look up to see her, lights behind her head shining down to make her look angelic. 

Once he had her sat there he encouraged her to lean back a tad and adjusted her skirt so it was bunched up under her stomach, leaving her pussy exposed. The back of the skirt still hung loose, the soft cotton under her ass and then flowing down behind her knees. Eddie ran his hands up her thighs and then back down to her knees, slowly spreading her legs, showing off her gorgeous cunt, “But right now I need you to finger yourself for me, and you’re not going to stop until I tell you. Okay?” She nodded, “No stopping for any reasons whatsoever, because I’m in charge. Comprender?” 

“Comprender.” 

“Look at you, practising your Spanish, good girl.” Eddie nibbled at Buck’s ear, getting a gasp of pleasure out of her, “Can you tell me what that means in English?” 

“‘Understand’. It means ‘understand’.” She didn't actually need to practice her Spanish, she’d been extremely good at it when she was at school, keeping it up once she graduated and became a firefighter. 

And then the Diaz boys arrived in her life which led to her becoming fluent, the three of them speaking it around each other extremely frequently. So she spoke Spanish as if she’d been speaking it her whole life, but the two of them still enjoyed this little ‘Spanish Lesson’ bit they had going. 

“Well done. You’re so smart Evelyn.” He then leaned as close to her ear as he could, whispering “Now finger yourself.” 

With a small, aroused gasp she stuck her own fingers into her hole, massaging and playing with herself. 

“Mh, twenty-eight weeks along.” Eddie hummed, cupping Buck’s growing belly, “Remind me, what weeks does lactation begin between?” He asked, sounding innocent as anything. 

“Between twelve and twenty-two weeks.” Buck told him before letting out a deep, pleasured moan. 

Eddie began caressing her tits, “Good, we’re six weeks past that, which means-” His mouth was on her left nipple immediately and he began to suck, “I’ve already made your pussy leak, now I’m going to make your tits match.” Buck let out a pleasured whimper as he spoke around her nipple, “I want you to be leaking from every possible place; cunt, tits, eyes, mouth.” Buck let out a needy whine, clearly liking the sounds of that. 

Eddie raised his hand and encouraged his index and middle fingers into her mouth, “Suck.” He commanded before focusing back in on her nipple. 

Buck welcomed him in without hesitation, sucking and licking at the digits penetrating her mouth, a guttural moan falling out of her. It didn’t take him long to add his ring finger, Buck salivating. “Don’t swallow your drool.” Eddie commanded, “I want it leaking out of you.” He then went back to her nipple. It didn’t take him long to pull back with a gasp, “I’ve struck gold.” He sighed, lapping at her nipple before moving onto the next one. As he sucked on her right nipple he brought his hand up and massaged and tugged the left nipple, encouraging the milk to keep leaking out. 

As he sucked on the nipple Buck came for the first time, drool falling out of her mouth as she moaned from the pleasure. Eddie pulled off of her nipple with a wicked grin, “Look how wet, another leak.” He latched back on quickly, sucking hard until he felt the milk rushing into his mouth, “That’s the fourth.” He pulled back far enough that he could take her all in whilst not having to take his fingers out of her mouth. His mouth fell open in aew, watching as the proof of her orgasm pooled below her, soaking into the back of her skirt, drool running down her chin and milk leaking out of each tit, “Oh my God, look at you.” 

He dived back into her right breast and sucked again, pulling back after another minute, “Just two more to go. I need you to cry for me baby.” He used his free hand, the one Buck wasn’t sucking, to brush hair from her face, “I can see you already want to.” Her eyes were red and getting wet, he just needed to push her over the edge, and he knew exactly how to do it, “You’re going to be such a good Mommy, I can see it now. You’re so beautiful Evelyn, when you’re leaking, when you’re pregnant, and when you’re not, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. How did I get so lucky to be able to call you mine?” The first tear shed, Eddie knew that words of affirmation and love would get to her, and every single word had been the truth, “I am so proud of how far you’ve come, I know it hasn’t been easy, the world you were born into wasn’t fair, you deserved so much better. But you made it out, you grew, and flourished, and I am so, so proud of you for getting out of bed every morning, even when your brain tells you not to, when it whispers lies about your worth, you power through. You are the bravest person I’ve ever met, by a long shot. And, my God baby, loving you is so easy, it feels like it’s my calling, like I was put on this earth to love and worship you. I love you Evelyn Grant-Nash Diaz, I love you with everything I have, you are my heart and I don’t know how I lived without you all those years or how I’d carry on if I lost you.” 

By this point Buck was actively sobbing, tears mixing with drool, still fingering herself as her pussy dripped, milk still leaking out of her tits. 

She was stunning. And the sight alone had Eddie coming in his pants. 

A-shift were working a twenty-four hour shift whilst Chris, Denny and a few of their school friends were going to the Grant-Nash Diaz house for a sleepover. Chris and Denny went to the same high school and were in the same grade so had stuck together and built a little friendship group for themselves; two other guys and a girl making them into a tight knit group of five that did everything together. 

Buck had offered to pick them up so they didn’t have to lug big bags on the bus. She’d parked up outside of the school and was waiting for the group, doing her best to ignore the PTA Moms she could see gossiping together not too far away, Buck fucking hated them, they were posh bitches with their heads up their own asses. 

Thankfully Buck spotted Chris and his friends coming out of the front door so she slipped out of the truck and popped open the back door, ready for them and their bags. 

Buck’s Jeep had crapped out on her just over a year ago and for some reason she’d decided to get an old Land Rover Defender Ninety (yes it was designed for off-road driving but fuck did it look cool), it was one of those ones that had two seats in the front and then benches on either side of the back for people to sit on, she claimed it was better for transporting the older kids as they weren’t limited by a set amount of seats, even if those benches didn’t have seatbelts so weren’t the safest. But she’d down right refused to get a minivan, she wasn’t going to be ‘one of those Moms’. She drove fire appliances for a living for fuck sake, she couldn’t have some lame ass minivan, it would ruin her look (thankfully Eddie’s truck was much safer and would be used for Bean when she was finally born). 

Unfortunately she also drew the attention of the PTA Moms, who made a beeline for her, “Evelyn!” One of them, the ring leader, Kaylee, called out, a faux sweet smile on her face. 

Buck cringed, knowing where this was going, “Hey, Kaylee.” 

“I’d heard rumours that you were expecting, congratulations.” 

“Thanks.” 

“You must be, what? Thirty-three weeks along?” She guessed. 

Buck chuckled awkwardly, “Ah, no, she’s just a big girl, I’m thirty weeks along.” 

“You’re having a girl?” She cooed, voice patronising, the other Mom’s ‘ah’ing along, tone matching that of their queen bee, “Oh, isn’t that just lovely, I’m sure she’ll grow up to be very… feminine.” Just like how Buck wasn’t the PTA moms biggest fan, the same could be said in reverse; the six foot two, buff, firefighter stepmom didn’t fit their idea of womanhood or motherhood, the group being rather conservative. But the large group always put on a social and accepting front, making sure to cast themselves in the best light possible. 

Buck awkwardly scratched the back of her neck, “Yeah, yeah.” Thankfully it was at that moment Chris, Denny and their friends arrived, “Hey guys!” Buck greeted, voice bright with a genuine happiness.

“Hey Buck.” Denny greeted, giving her a massive high-five, getting a “Hey man.” In return. 

Denny was extremely familiar with the truck so was the one that climbed the ladder on the back of the Defender that led to the roof. Once he’d climbed on top he put his overnight bag on the rack. 

Chris and Denny’s other friends gave her a friendly “Hi Mrs Grant-Nash Diaz.” As they went over to the ladder and handed bags up to Denny so he could arrange them on the roof. 

“Come on guys,” Buck let out an amused huff, “How many times do I have to tell you, I’m not into that formal shit. I’ve known you all long enough that you should be calling me Buck.” 

“Sorry Buck.” Benji said. 

She gave him a soft smile, “Hey, no stress man, your parents taught you manners, that rocks. But you don’t have to worry about that with me.” 

Benji smiled at her and then clambered into the back of the truck, followed by Henry and Amy. 

“Hi Mom.” Chris pulled her into a massive hug, he was too cool to hug his Dad nowadays, but he was never too cool to hug his Buck. 

Buck squeezed him tightly, “Hey Big Man, good day?” She still couldn’t get over the fact that he was only a head shorter than her, she remembered when he was seven and they’d first met. Not to get all sappy, but he was growing up so fast, it felt like it’d crept up on her and never failed to make her tear up (even without the pregnancy hormones).

“Yeah, really good. I got to dissect a rat in science class today.” He handed his bag up to Denny who then rolled the tarp over everything, securing it with bungee cords to stop everything from going flying. 

“Oh that’s fucking sick man.” She hadn’t realised the other Mom’s were still there, not until they all gasped at the use of ‘fucking’ like scandalised 1960s housewives (it was 2027, people said fuck, get a grip). 

“I mean, yeah.” He huffed as he made his way around to the front of the Defender and got into the passenger seat whilst Buck got into the drivers side, Denny finally sliding into the back and shutting the door behind him, “I’ve seen cooler and grosser though.” He threading his crutches through the back, Benji grabbing them and putting them on the floor. The five teenagers had all been in the truck enough times that they had a routine that they flowed through perfectly. 

“That’s only because you insisted on doing a ride along and then said the ‘Q-Word’ on purpose.” 

“Well, obviously, I wanted to see as much cool shit as possible.” Buck pulled out, the PTA Moms still watching, seemingly reeling from Buck’s very existence (as if they hadn’t seen her around for years). 

The final thing they heard as the truck pulled away was, “Seeing my first dead person was pretty fucking cool.” Followed by a loud laugh from Buck. 

“Chris, I’ve sorted as much in your room as I can, stocked snacks and all that shit, but could you guys sort out the mattresses and bedding? Your Dad banned me before he went to work.” Buck told them, unlocking the front door. She then started doing an impression of Eddie, “Apparently ‘lugging things into the basement isn’t good for you Buck’, ‘you need to be careful Buck’, ‘quit forgetting you’re pregnant Buck’.” She rolled her eyes as the kids laughed along. 

When Buck and Eddie had begun house hunting four years ago they’d initially looked at bungalows, for Chris and Buck’s accessibility needs. Chris due to his CP and for Buck as her bad leg would sometimes flare up so bad that she couldn’t walk properly, having to utilise a cane. But they’d found the place they were in now and even with the stairs it had been perfect. 

Chris had been the first one to fall in love with the house and had insisted he was fine with the stairs (he did them all the time at the firehouse and school) and Buck couldn’t deny that it was a lovely place, and if they designed the layout right they wouldn’t have to worry about Buck’s accessibility requirements. 

So the lounge, Buck and Eddie’s room and the kitchen were all on the ground floor, the at home gym and guest rooms were upstairs, whilst Chris’ room and his den were in the basement. He’d put up a real fight about it, desperately wanting to have the whole area to himself but Eddie was concerned about the lack of natural light, saying that the small windows that sat at the top of the walls weren’t adequate enough. But he’d won out in the end and now had the whole place to himself, having made himself his dream space. Eddie had had to admit that the room was perfect for his son, whilst Buck had never doubted it for a second, backing her stepson all the way. 

There was also a huge garden out back that Buck and Eddie put a lot of love and care into, filling it with LA’s native flora and fauna, as well as a little veggie patch. 

Chris and his friends disappeared upstairs to grab the mismatched airbeds and spare bedding that was stored in the ‘junk’ room where the family dumped all their random crap so they could set up the sleeping arrangements in the basement.

“Oh, Chris,” Buck called upstairs.

“Yeah!” His voice echoed through the house. 

“You’re on cat feeding duty tonight, don’t forget.” 

“Okay.” He called back. 

The cat distribution system had gifted them a cat two years ago, a beefy tuxedo that roamed the neighbourhood (as a result of his build the family had, not so creatively, dubbed him ‘Beef’). And Buck being Buck she’d started leaving leftover meat and a bowl of water out for him. 

They’d often find him sunbathing on the veranda or in the garden. Buck had even built him a little cat condo so Beef could hide from the elements when there was rain or it got particularly cold. 

Slowly Buck had begun coaxing Beef into the house, the cat now waltzing in to hang out a couple of times a week, she was pretty sure it’d only take a few more months to catch him and take him to the vets so he (she was 95% sure he was a boy as he obviously hadn’t been neutered) could get a check up, vaccinated and microchipped. 

It didn’t take long for the house to be filled with the sounds of excitable teenagers playing video games, mixing with the music Buck had on in the kitchen whilst she threw something together for her dinner (Chris, Denny and their friends were ordering pizza so Buck didn’t have to worry about them), humming along to the cheesy 80s ballad that was playing. 

Her Mom senses went off as she was chopping up some tomatoes (she’d been raising Chris for nearly ten years, there was no point pretending they weren’t Mom senses), it had gone suspiciously quiet downstairs and given this was a gaggle of sixteen and seventeen year olds at seven pm it had her suspicious. Her hands stilled as she listened carefully, hearing soft footsteps enter the kitchen, footsteps she’d recognise anywhere, “Christopher Grant-Nash Diaz, you better not be about to do what I think you’re about to do.” 

A suspicious “No…” Came from her son. Which meant he totally was about to do what she thought he was. 

She turned to look at him, having placed the knife down so she could put her hands on her hips and glare at her son, “Whilst I was in the kitchen? Really?” His hand was wrapped around the fridge handle, “Pro tip kid, if you’re gonna steal booze from the fridge at least do it whilst there isn’t an adult in the kitchen. Better yet don’t steal it from the main fridge, it’s way too noticeable.” 

She wasn’t mad that Chris had tried to steal beer from the fridge, no, she was disappointed in him for getting caught so easily. 

Both she and Eddie operated under the ‘we’d rather you do it at home’ style of parenting; they’d rather Chris tried out alcohol in the comfort of their own home where he was safe and they knew what he was doing. Like when he’d first tried weed a few months after he turned sixteen Buck had given him some of her stash and they smoked it together out back. 

It was healthy for teenagers to be mischievous and he wasn’t hurting anyone. Besides Buck had done way worse at his age, she’d literally snorted her first line of coke and tried LSD for the first time when she was sixteen (obviously her Mom and Pops had found out about it, both times, giving her both the ‘disappointed parent’ lecture and the ‘first responder’ lecture back to back). 

“There’s a big box in the garage fridge, be subtle and I’ll pretend not to notice.” She told him, singular eyebrow raised, “You also know where the cheap vodka is, make sure you swap it out with water as accurately as possible.” 

Chris dropped his head, ashamed that he’d made such a rookie error, “Sorry Mom.” 

Her face eased into a soft smile, “That’s alright. Now shoo, or I won’t pretend to forget this conversation and I’ll bust you.” 

He gave her a face splitting grin, before turning and leaving the kitchen, “Thanks Mom.” 

She watched him head down the corridor where Denny, Henry, Amy and Benji were peeking around the door down to the basement. Buck gave them a cheery wave, getting one back from Denny as Benji handed Chris his crutches. 

She then turned back to her tomatoes with a fond smile on her face. 

Within fifteen minutes the laughter downstairs had resumed. 

Buck and Eddie were having a quiet night in, Chris and Denny had gone to the cinema to see some horror movie or another and were then spending the night at the Wilson house, so they had the place to themselves. 

The pair were laid out on the couch, Buck lying on top of Eddie, her back against his chest. Eddie had his arms around Buck, hands cupping her stomach, thumbs gently caressing the baby bump. Her sleep shorts sat low on her hips and her cropped strap top meant her stomach was on full show, more skin uncovered than not, giving Eddie easy access to the smooth, perfectly round bump. 

Neither of them were really paying attention to the movie on the screen, Eddie too focused on the feeling of Buck on top of him and her round stomach beneath his hands, whilst Buck was falling in and out of small naps every few minutes. 

It was during one of her more awake moments that she noticed it, the wet feeling seeping into her top. Buck clicked her tongue before letting out a small “Fuck.” 

Eddie was immediately alert, “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah, just leaking.” She tried to sit up, “Give me a hand.” Eddie slowly slid into a sitting position, Buck moving with him. Once they were sat she leant forward and pulled her top off, inspecting the front of it once it was off. 

“Do you want a fresh top?” Eddie asked once Buck had thrown the offending garment in the general direction of their room. 

Buck grumbled loudly, “Don’t want to move.” 

His wife’s reaction got a chuckle out of Eddie, “If you don’t want to put another top on you won’t hear me complaining.” Eddie pressed a kiss to her bare shoulders, “I might even join you.” He didn’t need to wait for an answer, knowing Buck well enough to know that she’d enjoy the skin on skin contact, so he pulled his top off as well. 

Eddie then wrapped his arms around his wife and pulled her close, lying them both down again. He felt Buck relax into him, head lulling to the side as she drifted off again, content to just let her breasts leak for now, small beads of milk breaking free from her nipples and rolling down the sides of her tits. 

Half an hour later Buck must’ve been in that in-between place where she was awake but not aware of it, still lost in the fog of sleep, when she reached up and began to try and release some more milk so that the leaking would stop. Of course Eddie noticed immediately, so he woke Buck up fully with a kiss and a little nip on the shoulder. 

“Are you uncomfortable baby?” Eddie asked as soon as he was happy Buck was awake enough to communicate her needs. 

“Mhm, yeah.” She sleepily hummed. 

“Do you want me to help?” Eddie offered, knowing that if she said yes he’d not only be able to help her feel more comfortable but get some satisfaction himself, being able to worship her body, one of his favourite things to do. 

She let out a small, “Please.” In a tone that could almost be considered a whine. 

Eddie kissed her shoulder again and then sucked on the skin, “So polite.” He whispered between kisses, “We’re going to sit up, okay?” She nodded so Eddie slowly eased them up like he had done before. He then manoeuvred them so he was no longer sitting along the couch but taking up just the centre cushion, body facing forward, bringing Buck around so she was straddling his hips, facing him. 

He leant forward and licked her right nipple, the one that was leaking the most, before suctioning his lips around it, sucking gently, encouraging the milk out. As he worked he traced random patterns on her back with gentle fingers, doing everything he could to help her relax. 

Buck sighed, her body softening, wrapping her arms around Eddie’s neck, head dropping forward, her husband now taking all of her weight as she let herself drift off again. 

She didn’t know how long had passed but Eddie pulled off of her tit and lightly tapped her back, “Evie? You awake baby?” She let out a small hum to confirm that she was, “Are you ready for me to move on to the next one or do you need more relief?” 

“No, ready for the next one.” Eddie went to latch onto her left tit only for her to stop him with another request, “Wanna take my pants off first.” She told him, voice still sleepy and content. 

“Okay, but I need you to work with me.” Buck nodded. It was awkward as all hell but he eventually managed to get them off of her, leaving her in just her knickers. Although she usually went without underwear at home she hated the feeling of pant seams on her vagina so would put panties on so she wouldn’t have to feel it, no matter how soft the material of her sleepwear or sweats were it was a big sensory no-no for her. “Better?” 

“Better.” She confirmed, relaxing forward again as Eddie began to relieve her left breast. 

Eddie loved this, Buck in his lap, bare skin pressing against his. His wife trusting him so much that she fell asleep then and there as he had his mouth around one of the most sensitive parts of her body, wearing nothing but a pair of panties that barely covered her cunt. 

At thirty-five weeks she looked more like she was thirty-seven weeks and Jesus was she feeling it. Her back was killing her and she was tired as all hell, it was like everyday was ab day, what she wouldn’t give for leg day. 

Saying that, maybe leg day wouldn’t be great today, given her leg was flaring up to the point walking was impossible, the added weight of Bean making the pain of standing even worse. So she was stuck in bed whilst Eddie was at work. 

Thankfully Athena had the day off so she sent her an ‘sos’ text and waited for her Mom to arrive. 

Both Bobby and Athena had keys to the house, often coming by to help out with bits around the house or with the garden on particularly nice days. And with Buck and Eddie’s track record with injuries and near death experiences it made sense for them to have keys in case one of them landed themselves in hospital and they couldn’t get the other to leave their bedside. So Buck didn’t have to worry about getting to the door to let her in. 

It didn’t take long for her to hear the keys in the lock followed by Athena calling out, “Buck, Baby, what room are you in?” 

“Bedroom.” She called back, voice heavy from the pain. 

She heard Athena’s soft, socked footsteps drawing closer followed by a soft knock on the open door, “Hey Baby.” She greeted, walking into the room and sitting on the edge of the bed, brushing some curls that had fallen out of Buck’s messy bun off of her face, “Talk to me, what’s going on?” 

“Leg hurts.” she groaned, “Back hurts. Baby’s heavy.” 

“I’m not surprised, you’re getting big.” 

Buck nodded, closing her eyes as a tear ran down her face from the pain, Athena immediately wiping it away. 

Buck actually really loved being pregnant but there were days like this where her leg would flare up and coping with that and how big and heavy the baby was getting became a massive struggle. And her hormones weren’t making it any better, the smallest thing setting her off, leading to her curled up in floods of tears, be that on the couch, in bed or in Eddie’s arms. 

“Have you taken anything for the pain?” She asked. 

Buck shook her head, “Can’t get to it.” She replied, opening teary, slightly glassy eyes. 

“Okay, you stay here and I’ll get them for you.” It didn’t take long for Athena to grab everything she needed, returning quickly and helping Buck sit up so she could take the medication, “What else do you need?” 

“Can you pass me my sweater please.” She pointed at the pile of clothes on the floor. She was currently just in a pair of boxers and a crop top as it’d been rather warm when she’d gone to sleep but as the day had gone on she’d gradually gotten colder but wasn’t able to get up and grab the sweater from where it’d landed on the floor the night before. 

Athena went and picked it up and helped Buck put it on before helping her shuffle down and lie on her side. “Can I join you?” Athena asked, getting a nod in return from Buck. 

She brought the covers over herself and Buck and pulled her daughter into her arms, holding on tightly, the younger woman’s head resting on her chest, arms clinging onto her like a lifeline.

It never failed to amaze Athena how tiny Buck could make herself, the girl was a foot taller than her and heavily pregnant and yet it felt like she was fourteen again and not yet fully grown, all small and gangly in her arms. 

It didn’t take long for Buck to begin sobbing, being held in her Mom’s arms finally making her feel safe enough to let her feelings out. It reminded her of what the social workers had told her and Bobby when they’d first taken Buck in at thirteen, how the kid didn’t feel comfortable expressing emotions in front of other people as a result of the emotional neglect she’d received from her birth parents. The first big breakdown she’d had in front of Athena had come after a particularly bad nightmare. Bobby had been at work whilst Athena had the night off, and she was woken by a quiet knock on her door. Buck was fourteen and had been with them for almost a year and it was the first time Athena had heard her speak with a teary voice, asking if she could sleep in Athena’s bed. As soon as she was settled she clung onto Athena like a koala and began crying. Just like this. 

“I’ve got you, that’s it Baby.” Athena shushed her through the tears, rubbing her back and keeping her close. 

It didn’t take long for Buck to cry herself to sleep and Athena to drift off once she was certain Buck was out. It wasn’t until Eddie was knocking on the bedroom door that she woke up. 

“Hey Athena.” His voice was soft as he walked over to the bed, mindful of waking Buck, “What are you doing here?” 

“Buck text me, she’s struggling with leg and back pain.” 

Eddie sat on the edge of the bed by Buck, placing a gentle hand on her hip, stroking it with his thumb, “Thank you for coming by.” 

Athena gave him a soft smile, “No need to thank me Eddie, I’m just doing my job as a Mom.” 

Eddie let out a breathy chuckle, “We really do appreciate you, Athena.” 

She gave him a smile and nod of acknowledgement, “Do you mind if I stay until she wakes up.” 

“I was actually going to ask you to do that if you don’t mind, I don’t want her to have fallen asleep with you only to wake up with you gone.” Bobby and Athena had worked for years to try and help Buck heal, but she had never been able to shake the abandonment issues. 

Eddie went and had a shower, changing into clean clothes and then came back to the bedroom, lying down on Buck’s other side, wrapping himself around her so she was bracketed on both sides. Eddie slid one of his hands under Buck’s sweater and rested his hand against her stomach, relishing the feeling of her warm skin and round belly under his hand. 

“I’ve texted Bobby and he’s going to pick up Chris and then come over and cook dinner for us all.” Athena told him. 

“You really don’t have to do that.” Eddie insisted, not wanting to put his in-laws out. 

“Sweetie, we’re family, we look after each other.” Athena reminded him, reaching out with her hand that wasn’t trapped under Buck so she could place it on his cheek, “Besides, we’re looking after our Evelyn so someone’s got to pick Chris up and sort dinner out.”  

Chris and Bobby got home an hour later, Chris going straight into his parents room so he could see Buck, saying hello to his Dad and Nan as well, whilst Bobby popped his head in to do his hello’s before heading off to begin cooking. 

Chris sat on the end of the bed quietly telling his Dad and Nan all about his day at school as Buck kept sleeping. The smell of Bobby’s cooking began to waft through the house adding to the domesticity of it all. 

Thirty minutes into Chris’ arrival Buck let out a pained grunt in her sleep, Athena and Chris’ heads immediately snapped to the sleeping woman, but thanks to Eddie’s hand on her stomach he was able to set their worries at ease, “Just Bean kicking, don’t worry.” 

Buck’s eyes blinked open with a groan, “Hey Baby.” Athena greeted, running the back of her hand down the side of Buck’s face, “Sleep well?” 

She nodded before becoming aware of Eddie’s arms around her and the smell of his cologne, relaxing into him with a hum, “Eddie?” 

“Right here sweetheart.” He nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck and stroked her belly, “Right here.” Even though he couldn’t see her face Eddie knew for a fact that Buck’s eyes would’ve closed as soon as Athena asked how she’d slept, “Chris is here too. He’s at the end of the bed.” 

She raised her head, pain fogged eyes locating Chris easily, “Hey Big Man.” 

“Hey Mom. How’re you feeling?” 

Buck managed to mumble “Hurts” before her head flopped down again. 

“Your Dad’s in the kitchen,” Athena told her, “How about I go and help him out so you can have some time with your boys?” Buck raised her head enough so Athena could slide out. She placed a gentle kiss on Buck’s forehead and gave her a soft, “I love you.” Before leaving to be with Bobby. 

As soon as the space was free Chris crawled over to the head of the bed and curled up facing Buck, wrapping his arms around her, “What happened?” 

Buck pressed her face into his hair, “Nothing, my leg’s just acting up and your sister is really heavy.” 

“Yeah, she looks it.” Chris placed a hand on her belly, not far from his Dad’s, “Just over a month left.” He reminded them. 

Buck sent him a sleepy smile, “I’m glad one of us is pragmatic in this family, ‘cause it sure as shit ain’t me or your Dad.” 

Chris smiled at her, “It’s specifically five weeks and three days. It’s in my calendar.” Buck pressed a kiss to the top of her son’s head. 

Buck had been booked in for a c-section, so unless she went into labour early they knew exactly what day and time the birth would be happening. Even after thirty-five weeks without any complications her Doctor was taking her health extremely seriously, wanting to avoid as much strain on her body as possible, of course there was the history of clotting but her doctor had also become worried about the lightning strike. Even though she’d been signed off by her cardiologist her doctor was concerned that the stress of giving birth might trigger some of the other health issues she'd been left with, namely her seizures. But Buck didn’t think that was likely as she was medicated and hadn't had one in years but her Doctor insisted and she wasn’t against the idea of a c-section. 

They fell back into a comfortable quiet, Buck drifting off again whilst Eddie and Chris had a hushed conversation over her. 

Eventually Athena came to grab them for dinner, “Do you think you can walk?” Eddie asked, sitting on the edge of the bed beside Buck. She let out a sad grumble that Eddie knew translated to ‘no’, “Okay, I’m going to carry you, alright?” She nodded which he took as his cue to scoop her up in a bridal carry. She wrapped her arms around his neck, face buried in the crook, the pair heading out for family dinner.

Now that Eddie was on paternity leave most days were lazy days for Buck, Eddie insisting on doing everything around the house so she could rest, which was very much appreciated as she was big, tired and sore 24/7. 

It was a lovely day out, warm and bright but not so hot that it felt oppressive. So Eddie decided it’d be good for them to spend some time outside and get some fresh air, besides he had gardening he needed to do. 

The couple walked outside slowly, Buck with a hand supporting her lower back, the other holding her belly. Eddie stuck close to her side in case she needed any help. 

Eventually they reached the end of the garden so Eddie lifted Buck up and set her down in the hammock. 

As soon as she was lying on the blankets and pillows Eddie had set out, building her a little nest to relax into, he handed her her book and gave her a kiss on the forehead before stepping away to grab his gardening supplies. 

Buck couldn’t stop smiling, after all these years she still couldn’t get over how lucky she was to have Eddie in her life. 

After a minute of basking in the love that Eddie showed her she wiggled around a bit, getting comfy before opening her book. 

Eddie began to hum quietly as he pulled weeds from the veggie patch, methodically working through it as he fell into his usual routine. When gardening together Eddie was insistent on maintaining his system for the garden which would lead to Buck jokingly poking fun at him for being autistic, Eddie jabbing back at Buck for hers, a comfortable banter that they’d begun before they’d even started dating. Post getting together it would often lead to them practically wrestling each other in the grass as they mocked each other, which would then turn into a rather intense makeout session eventually just fucking in the grass (if Chris wasn’t home, if he was they didn’t go further than the occasional shove, knowing they’d pavloved themselves into getting turned on whilst wrestling). 

But of course that wasn’t something they were doing at the moment, what with how heavily pregnant Buck was, so instead she relaxed back and read whilst Eddie meticulously worked on weeding. 

It didn’t take long for Buck to fall asleep, her book falling open on her chest, small snores filling the air. Eddie stood and lifted the book, sliding the bookmark in and then closing it, tucking it into the side of the hammock, between Buck and one of the pillows. 

He then went back to his gardening, enjoying the breeze on his face and the sounds of Buck sleeping. His wife was always hit or miss when it came to sleeping, she could nap during the day like a pro, whether she wanted to or not, often accidentally drifting off in the engine on the way back from a call or on the couch whilst the tv was on both at the station and at home. But she also struggled with insomnia, her brain so loud that drifting off at night could be an uphill battle. Thankfully one of the pregnancy symptoms she’d avoided had been insomnia, going the other direction and suffering from hypersomnia which possessed its own set of issues, but given the situation Eddie felt like Buck had been struck with the better of the two. 

About an hour later a snuffle and a pained whine came from the hammock, Eddie stood and walked over to Buck, more sounds of distress coming from his wife. “Baby?” He tried to wake her but didn’t get any response past a furrowed brow and a devastating whimper, “Buck?” She let out a long whine, a sound they heard all too often on scenes when someone suffers a loss, and then craned her neck towards Eddie, following his voice, “Evie, I need you to wake up, come on.” He tapped her face lightly which thankfully woke her up, eyes snapping open, immediately clocking Eddie’s face leaning in close to her. 

She reached out a shaky hand, Eddie immediately knowing what she wanted, taking it in both of his. Buck’s eyes looked watery and if the noises hadn’t been enough to tip him off to the nightmare then the look on her face certainly would be. 

Eddie reached out and brushed a stray curl out of her face, the hair having fallen out of the braid whilst she was asleep, “What’s the matter?” He asked. Buck shook her head as she tried to sniff back the tears that were threatening to fall, “Please talk to me, what was your dream about?”

A tear managed to break free and dribble down her face, another distressed whine accompanying it. 

Eddie thought he might get that as a response, Buck often too overwhelmed by her nightmares to talk or make anything more than sounds that managed to convey her emotions. 

Usually dreams that got this kind of reaction from her were nightmares about the abuse she’d received as a child or the older sister she had but had never been able to get back in contact with. Buck hadn’t had a phone when CPS stepped in and removed her from the Buckley home, having been heavily isolated from her peers, so she didn’t have anyone’s numbers whilst the Buckley’s refused to provide it so no one had been able to contact the sister. To this day all Buck knew about her was that she was called Maddie, lived in Boston with her boyfriend, Doug, and training to be a nurse (although she would’ve qualified by now), other than that she was a distant memory. 

So Buck’s nightmares usually took her back to Hershey, stuck in an abusive household with the one person who’d actually cared about her walking out. 

“Please, Evie, I just want to help.” Buck shook her head, “Okay, no talking, that’s okay, can you just shake or nod your head for me then?” Buck nodded, “Good girl, that’s perfect.” He praised, squeezing her hand, “Was it Philip and Margaret again?” Although Buck tensed up at the mention of their names she shook her head, “Maddie?” Another shake of the head. “What about the ladder truck or the tsunami?” 

“No.” She croaked out. At least this time he got a verbal response out of her, that was a step in the right direction, meaning her throat had unlocked itself, finally letting her get more than primal sounds out. 

“I’m not going to judge you, but you need to talk about it, just like your therapist says.” 

Mentioning Frank always seemed to be the key to getting her to open up in times like these.

“Join me?” Buck asked, her eyes softening in a way that told Eddie she’d tell him, soon enough. 

Eddie easily agreed and climbed into the hammock next to her. When buying it he’d made sure to get a massive one that would fit all three Grant-Nash Diaz’s (and it looked like it would fit their fourth member too when she arrived), so Eddie was able to slide in with ease, wrapping his arms around Buck as she curled up into his side, head on his chest. 

They stayed like that for a minute before Buck was finally ready to talk, “I dreamt I lost the baby.” She eventually admitted, voice quiet and refusing to use their daughter’s nickname, terrified of speaking it into the world and the universe making it come true. 

Eddie felt like all of the air had been punched out of him, no wonder Buck had been so distressed. He held her even tighter and pressed a kiss to the top of her head, “Oh baby, I’m so sorry, that’s awful.” 

At that Buck’s body began to convulse with sobs, “It all felt so real, it was so real.” He could feel her tears soaking through his shirt, “I love her Eddie, I love her so much, I can’t lose her.” 

“Hey, hey, hey, it’s okay, it’s okay, she’s okay, she’s alive, and soon enough she’ll be here and we can meet her.” He did his best to sooth her as he rubbed circles on her back. 

“You don’t know that.” Buck wailed. 

Eddie pressed his nose into his wife’s hair, inhaling the smell of lavender, eucalyptus and bergamot, “Do you want me to check?” He asked.

Buck’s voice was small, “Yes please.” 

“Okay, do you mind if I feel around for any blood?” As soon as she gave him permission he reached under her skirt and ran his hands over her inner thighs, vagina and the back of her skirt, not feeling anything wet. When he pulled his hand out it was completely clean, no blood to be found, “All clear on the blood front.” He reported. “I don’t think I have a stethoscope in the house, so I’m going to adjust us so I can keep my hands on your stomach for a bit to see if she kicks, but the lack of blood is a very good sign.” Buck gave him a little nod so he moved them about so Buck was sitting between his legs, Eddie placing both of his hands on her stomach. 

Buck turned her head and nuzzled into Eddie’s neck, inhaling the woodsy scent of his cologne, using it to ground herself. 

It took fifteen minutes but eventually Eddie felt something, “Oop, there we go, little kick.” 

All of the tension left Buck’s body, going completely limp and boneless as she began to sob loudly. Eddie held on as tightly as he could, shushing her and rubbing soothing hands over her belly, pressing kisses to her face and head, “I’ve got you, I’ve got you, that’s it, let it out.” He encouraged, “That’s it, good girl.” 

“I was so scared it was real.” 

“I know, but it’s not.” He gently took her hands and moved them so they were resting on her belly, “She’s in here, our big baby, safe and alive because you’re protecting her.” 

“But what if something goes wrong?” She whimpered, “What if I have another embolism, or something goes wrong with my body and it kills her?” 

“That’s why we’re having a c-section, the doctors are aware of your history so they’re doing everything they can to keep you and Bean healthy, safe and alive.” At that moment Bean kicked, as if she were trying to back up her Dad’s words, “See, she’s trying to tell you the same thing.” That got a watery chuckle out of Buck. “Do you want to tell me about this dream?” He eventually asked. 

Buck shook her head, “I don’t want to relive it, we lost the baby, I failed as a mother, that’s all.” 

“You didn’t fail as a moth-”

“But I did.” Buck snapped, “It’s my job to keep our baby safe and I didn’t do that!” She began to sob again, Eddie continuing to hold her tight and whispering soothing words to her, aware that her pregnancy hormones weren’t helping in this situation, dialing everything up to a hundred. 

“Let it out, come on, get it all out. I’ve got you, you’re safe, the baby’s safe, just let it out.” 

It was only once she’d exhausted herself that Buck stopped crying, drifting off into a fitful sleep. Eddie could tell she wasn’t sleeping well as she twitched in her sleep, the occasional sound accompanying it. So he did the only thing he could do; hold her tight and remind her she wasn’t alone.

Buck still stood by the fact that she enjoyed being pregnant, knowing that she was growing a life inside of her was insane! But fucking hell did the last few weeks suck, especially since Bean was such a big baby, her back constantly hurt and she was exhausted. But she was managing to get short walks in, she and Eddie walking around the garden or just down the road to the shops and back. 

She had to waddle slowly along, a hand constantly supporting her lower back as Eddie had an arm around her for extra support, taking her other hand in his for balance. 

By the time she was thirty-nine weeks along Buck hadn’t been to the station in a month but she wanted to go by at least once before she had the baby and she’d missed the place, this was the longest she’d gone not being there since Bobby and Athena took her in. 

So with Eddie’s help the pair made it to the station and managed to get upstairs. It’d been slow going both because of the fact that Buck was a week off of giving birth to a big baby as well as the pair being constantly stopped by their colleagues so they could say hi and ask about the baby, how the pregnancy had been going, all that kind of stuff. 

But they eventually made it to the loft where Bobby, Hen and Chim were hanging around. Of course they’d all seen Buck pretty much every other day so they weren’t surprised by the size of her or checking in to see how baby and mother were doing like everyone else was, but they were still excited to see the pair. 

Eddie helped lower her down onto the couch, Buck relaxing back into the cushions, savouring the feeling of the plush upholstery taking her weight whilst the others came over and joined her, making themselves at home on the couches. 

“So, how’re you feeling?” Hen asked.

“Big and heavy.” She grumbled, letting her head fall back on the couch. 

The only other person who got it in their little group was Athena as her Mom was the only other person who’d been pregnant, having had Buck’s half-sister, May, who'd been born three years before she joined the family. Athena and her ex-husband Micheal had parted on good terms back in 2002 when he finally came out to Athena as gay, and then Bobby came into the picture six months later, one thing led to another, they got married and then decided to foster, eventually adopting Buck in 2004. 

But Hen and Karen had adopted their son and daughter and all the others were guys, so none of them had a clue. 

Athena had been her rock throughout it all, her go to for any pregnancy worries or fears, always full of advice and wisdom that Buck had needed to keep herself sane and knew she’d continue needing, probably for the next eighteen years at least in all honesty. 

“I mean, you’ve got a whole fucking human inside of you, I’m not suprised.” Chim shrugged, “Especially a human as big as yours.” Buck raised her head up and glared at Chimney. 

“Well, only a few more days to go,” Bobby pointed out, “Six days and then you’ll finally get to meet her.”

“Yeah, I bet that will really- lighten the load.” Chim joked, looking around to see if he got a laugh out of anyone. He did not. 

“Don’t get me wrong, I love her and I’ve loved the last nine months, but I won’t miss the back pain.” Eddie wrapped his arms around Buck and pulled her closer to him as she spoke, allowing her to rest her head on his shoulder whilst he wrapped an arm around her back and placed that hand on Buck’s belly, stroking it gently. He held her hand in the other one and interlocked their fingers. Buck melted into her husband, getting comfy, “I also won’t miss the amount I’m peeing, I feel like I spend most of my life on the toilet right now.” 

“Well, that’s what happens when a tiny human is pressed up against your bladder.” Everyone looked over to the top of the stairs to see Athena standing there.

“Hey Mom.” 

“Hey Baby.” She walked over and sat next to Buck, stroking her daughter’s hair, occasionally twirling a ringlet around her finger. “I managed to get Thursday off so I can be at the hospital.” 

Buck smiled at Athena, “Thanks Mom.” 

Athena’s application for time off had gotten lost so never actually confirmed, but after a bit of back and forth she’d finally managed to get it sorted and get the day off. 

“That’s okay sweetie, at least someone has to be there to keep a cool head, because I guarantee your Dad and Eddie will be blubbering messes.” 

“Yeah, I’m not even gonna try and dispute that.” Eddie chuckled, “I’m already tearing up now thinking about how close we are.” 

Buck squeezed his hand as she beamed at her husband, “And I thought I was the emotional one.” 

“And at least you have the excuse of pregnancy hormones.” Chim joked. 

Eddie sent him a light hearted glare, “Fuck off, I’m being emotionally available.” 

“I gotta know,” Hen piped up, “We’re six days out, have you still not thought about baby names?” 

Buck groaned, “We already told you, we’re choosing when we meet her.” 

“But you’ve not got any vague ideas? Even vibes?” 

“Chim, what part of ‘we’re choosing when we meet her’ don’t you get?” Buck huffed. 

Chimney put his hands up in a placating gesture, “Sorry, sorry, just wondering.” 

And then the bells rang at the same time as Athena’s radio crackled to life. 

The drive to the hospital was nerve wracking to say the least. 

Nine months leading up to this one moment and it was almost here. 

Athena was the one driving them, whilst Buck was in the passenger seat and Eddie, Bobby and Chris were all squeezed into the back. The car was buzzing with nervous excitement, anticipation thick in the air. 

They pulled into the drop-off bay where Eddie slipped out so he could help Buck, the pair walking into the hospital and towards the maternity ward as the others went to park up before joining them. 

Buck and Eddie made it to the check-in desk, the nurse smiling at them as they approached, “Hi, I’m Evelyn Grant-Nash Diaz, here for a C-section.” She said, nervous energy thrumming through her. 

The nurse typed away briefly before turning back to the pair, “You’re all checked-in, if you want to take a seat over there we’ll call you through when we’re ready.”

“Uh, my parents and our son are just parking the car, are they able to wait out here too?” 

“Whole family here for the big day?” The nurse asked, smiling even more when Buck nodded, “Bless, of course they can. There’s also a cafe just down there,” She pointed down a corridor they hadn’t been down, “And the canteen’s a little further along, they’re welcome to grab food and drinks and have them here if they like.” 

“Thank you, we appreciate it.” Eddie told her, leading Buck over to the waiting room and helping her sit down. 

As they sat side by side Eddie didn’t let go of Buck’s hand, holding it tightly in his, “This is it,” He said, “Big day.” 

“Really big day.” Buck agreed. 

“We’re with the Grant-Nash Diaz’s.” They heard Bobby say. 

“Just over there.” The nurse replied, followed by the click of Chris’ crutches as he, Athena and Bobby walked into the waiting room. 

Chris had gotten the day off of school, he’d gotten it authorised but even if the school had denied it Eddie still would’ve bought him, consequences be damned, Chris was desperate to be there so he could meet his baby sister as soon as possible and Buck wanted him to be one of the first people to meet her. 

Bobby took the seat next to Buck, with Athena next to him. Chris sat down on the floor and pulled some homework out of his bag and put it on the low table, sweeping the magazines off. 

They didn’t have to wait long, Buck and Eddie were called back by a nurse, everyone gave Buck a hug and then she and Eddie disappeared behind double doors. 

“How long do you think they’ll be?” Chris asked, looking up from his homework. 

“I’m not actually sure.” Athena answered. 

“I guess it’ll be like waiting for the baby to be born if she wasn’t having a c-section.” Chris mused before going back to his school work. 

As time went on Hen, Chim, Karen and May slowly began to join the group, all of them camping out in the waiting room. 

Eventually a nurse stepped out, “Christopher Grant-Nash Diaz?” She called out. 

Chris stood, “Hi, that’s me.” 

She smiled at him, “Your Mom and Dad asked me to come and get you, they’ve got someone they’d like you to meet.” 

Chris’s face broke out in a massive grin. Bobby passed him his crutches and then he followed the nurse through to a private room, “There he is!” Eddie smiled, stepping aside to reveal Buck and his baby sister. 

Chris stood frozen, staring at his Mom’s sweaty face and frizzy hair before his eyes went to the baby in her arms, “Don’t just stand there like a lemon, come say hello.” Buck joked, voice tired but full of love. Buck’s voice broke him out of his daze and he came over to the bed, Buck jerked her head, “Hop up then Big Man.” Prompting Chris to sit on the edge of the mattress, “Chris meet your little sister.” 

Eddie came and stood beside Chris, a hand on his son's shoulder as he looked down at his family. 

“What’s she gonna be called?” Chris asked, running a gentle hand down the side of the baby’s face. 

Buck looked up at Eddie, the two of them sharing a moment before they turned back to Chris. Eddie was the first to speak, “Well, we thought we’d know as soon as we saw her-”

“But we think we were wrong.” Buck continued. 

Chris cocked his head, looking between his parents in confusion. 

“We realised that nothing was coming to us because she’d already had a name this whole time.” Eddie continued, “Chris, with your blessing, we want to call her Bean.” 

“Bea for short.” Buck added, “We know it’s unconventional but there’s no other name that feels right after all this time.” 

“You know kids will take this piss out of her for being named after a kind of legume right?” Chris asked. 

“So that’s a no then?” Buck asked, looking a little disappointed. 

“Yeah, it’s a no, so you’re going to name her Bea.” He told them, which immediately put the smile back on Buck’s face, tenfold. 

“Bea Grant-Nash Diaz.” Eddie said, trying it out, “Yeah, I like that, it’s perfect.”