bucktommy || coda || 7.06
“Maybe I should, uh…” Tommy mumbles in between kisses. “…head back to the station.”
“Mhm,” Buck hums, sliding his arm further around his neck, tucking the back of his head into the crook of his elbow, ignoring the way the gear shift digs into his stomach as he deepens the kiss, treasuring the sweet, hungry slide of Tommy’s tongue over his own.
“…shower,” Tommy adds, but Buck can start to feel the curl of a smile against his own as he lets his own teeth scratch over his philtrum as they dig their noses even deeper into each other’s cheeks, the fabric of Buck’s hoodie strained where he feels Tommy’s large hand fist the neckline, tugging him closer - deeper. “I’m, uh…” he mumbles into his mouth. “…hot.”
“Mhm,” Buck confirms, the headlock so tight his knuckles brush his own shoulder as his other hand finds one of Tommy’s suspenders, tugging him even closer, the Jeep welling up with obnoxious, hungry sounds, their lips smacking. “You are,” he confirms, and Tommy chuckles into his mouth.
“Smell good,” is all Buck manages - and it’s true. Tommy smells like sweat and soot and smoke, and he smells fucking amazing. He wants more of it. More of him. All of him. “Come upstairs,” he begs.
“Evan,” Tommy exhales - but he doesn’t make any move to slow them down. In fact, he sounds just as hungry as Buck is.
“Please,” Buck hisses, tugging Tommy’s swollen bottom lip in between his teeth as he breaks the kiss - pulling away just enough for their eyes to meet. “I want you everywhere.” Never in his life has he known himself to say something more true. “I want you so bad, baby.”
“You’re gonna fucking kill me,” Tommy grins, and as their tongues meet once again, Buck already knows he’s won.
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