Part of Chapter 34 in 'Because, Evan'
(The people wanted Buddie smut, and I am a person of the people!)
Eddie switches the oven off and removes the pan, placing it on the stove top. He turns back to Buck, "Where were we?"
Buck raises a brow, "You don't wanna eat first? You clearly put a lot of effort into the food."
"Nope," Eddie shakes his head and walks back to Buck. He gently grabs him by the wrist and pulls him out of the kitchen. "We can just heat it up later."
They don't bother going back to the living room. The couch kept moving from its position, causing it to make a soft screeching sound against the tiles. Instead, they stumble through the hallway to Eddie's bedroom. Eddie pushes Buck down against the bed, making his back press into the mattress. He follows without hesitation, hovering over him.
He continues where he ended before the oven rudely interrupted them, nipping at Buck's neck, his hand cradling the other side. He pulls away again and their eyes meet. Buck takes Eddie's face between his hands, pulling him closer for a quick peck.
"Are you still feeling okay?" Eddie asks softly.
"Oh, I'm feeling way better than okay," Buck says, his voice barely audible.
"Just let me know at any point if you don't, okay? And don't try to play it off like earlier."
"Okay," Buck nods. "I'll tell you. I promise."
And with that Eddie places his hands on either side of the pillow Buck's head is on. Their tongues meet in a gentle, and tender motion.
Buck moves his hands along Eddie's back, tracing the lines of his muscles.
Eddie places one last kiss to Buck's lips before he moves down his body, his lips trailing from his jaw down to his stomach until he reaches the waistband of his pants. But then he pulls away, making an aching groan escape Buck's throat.
Eddie sighs quietly, "I've never done this before..."
Despite already knowing this, Buck's heart clenches at his words. "It's okay, I haven't done it before either."
"You and James haven't..?" Eddie trails off.
"No, we've only ever kissed... But I don't really feel like talking about him right now in this moment if that's okay with you," he says reaching down to tilt Eddie's chin to look him in the eyes.
"Fair enough," Eddie laughs. "We'll figure it out together then."
"Together," Buck says in agreement. "Are you sure you're ready for this step?" he asks him softly, just to be sure.
"I am if you are," he responds.
Buck nods, "I am," and leans his head back against the pillow again.
"Then so am I," Eddie whispers.
He feels Eddie loosely tug on the waistband of his pants, as if asking permission to remove them. He slightly lifts his hips as an answer - then he feels the material leave his legs and hears it fall to the carpet beside the bed. He's now left in only his boxers.
His nerves skyrocket - but in a good way.
He closes his eyes, placing his full focus on the feeling of Eddie's skin against his.
Eddie's hands move up from his hips at a slow pace, tracing the outlines of his waist. He places a soft kiss on the inside of his thigh, making his body jerk upwards. He doesn't understand how something so simple could evoke such a strong bodily reaction.
Eddie moves to his calves, gently massaging them with his fingertips. He takes his time to appreciate every inch of Buck's body.
It isn't long until Buck hears another soft thud, indicating that Eddie is now left in nothing but his boxers as well. He feels him between his legs again - another kiss, this time it lasts longer than just a peck. His back slightly arches off of the bed. One of his hands finds Eddie's hair, tangling his fingers in it.
He feels Eddie's fingertips stroke against the inside of his thighs, causing more tension to build up within him. He bites back a moan, a soft, suppressed sound escaping his lips instead.
"You don't have to be quiet," Eddie's breath ghosts against his thigh. "We're alone."
His words alone make another sound threaten to escape.
《Constellations - Jade Le Mac》
Eddie moves to Buck's face again, his fingers lingering at the waistband of his boxers. "You ready?" he whispers, looking into Buck's eyes.
Buck shivers at the feeling of Eddie's breath against his skin. He lets out a breathy, "Yeah," as a response, knowing that saying more than one word will be near impossible.
Eddie smiles and places a kiss to the corner of Buck's forehead - over his birthmark.
He pulls away again - his fingertips moving teasingly against the waistband of the boxers. Buck expects him to pull them off in a swift motion like he did with the pants, but instead he feels Eddie's hand move over the material over his crotch - barely touching him.
His body instantly reacts, making him push up into Eddie's hand. He hears him gasp. Before he can start to think that he did something wrong, Eddie gently presses his hand down against him. He moves his fingers over the material of the boxers with a slow, almost torturous stroke.
Buck's fingers leave Eddie's hair and find the sheets.
Eddie continues his movements, starting to speed up a little. Buck moans loudly, no longer holding back. His entire body feels like it's on fire.
He snaps his head up, only to see Eddie place his fingers over the waistband of the boxers.
A quiet gasp escapes Buck, and his head falls back against the pillow.
For a few moments, the only thing he feels is warm air against his newly exposed skin. He knows Eddie is probably trying to figure out how to do this, so he patiently-impatiently waits for him to continue.
"Let me know if anything doesn't feel good or if there's something specific you want," Eddie rasps. He feels Eddie's fingers wrap around him, making him grip the sheets so tight that his knuckles turn white.
At first Eddie's movements are slow and uncertain, but as he continues Buck feels him become more confident - at the same his lips graze Buck's left hip.
Buck's body tenses at all the different feelings and sensations, every moment becoming more intense. He doesn't want it to end, but he's struggling to hold back.
Eddie increases the pace, making Buck move his hands to his body. He digs his nails into Eddie's back, causing Eddie to moan against his skin.
"I'm already..." Buck says struggling to get anything out between his rapid breaths, "...close."
"Yeah?" Eddie says in a low tone.
The sound of his voice and the feeling of his hand wrapped around him are almost too much for Buck to bare.
"Can I try something?" Eddie asks in a whisper.
Buck immediately nods, not questioning him.
He feels Eddie's hand come to a stop, leaving him aching and wanting more. He uses this time to catch his breath, but before he gets to, he feels Eddie's lips wrap around him.
Eddie takes his time figuring out what it is that Buck likes, which spots make him feel best.
Buck's mouth forms an, 'O' shape as he feels Eddie's tongue trail along his length. His hands immediately find Eddie's hair again, pulling and tugging in every direction.
Eddie's hands move to his thighs as he takes Buck in his mouth again. His movements are slow and deliberate. He grazes his tip with his teeth, causing Buck to tug on his hair harder.
"Eddie," Buck whines, jerking his hips forward. "I can't... I-" his breaths become more ragged. "You should-"
Before he can finish his sentence, he releases in Eddie's mouth.
"Shit, I'm sorry," he says in embarrassment, his body going limp. He did not mean for that to happen.
"It's okay," he reassures him immediately and moves up, collapsing next to Buck. "I wasn't gonna pull away anyway."
A little white lie never hurt anyone.
Buck's jaw slightly drops in surprise at Eddie's directness. The room is spinning as he comes down from his high. The sound of their ragged breaths drift through the dark bedroom.
"That was..." he says, his chest heaving.
"It was," Eddie says and turns onto his side to look at Buck.
The moonlight drifts in through the window, causing his skin to glisten.
After a few minutes of them just lying together in silence, Buck straddles Eddie in a swift motion.
Eddie doesn't even have time to react before he feels Buck in his neck, leaving purple marks in his way. The taste of his skin causes Buck to hum in pleasure.
"I don't think I'm gonna last very long," Eddie says, his hands gripping Buck's hips.
"I don't mind. I just wanna make you feel good," he rasps against Eddie's ear.
His voice alone is enough to send him off the edge.
He trails his fingertips across Eddie's skin in slow, sensual motions until he reaches his boxers.
He keeps lowers his lips against Eddie's as he strokes over the boxers, making Eddie groan into the kiss.
Buck moves his hand below the material and wraps his fingers around Eddie, breathing quicker when he feels how hard he is. He copies the motion Eddie had used on him as he deepens their kiss.
Eddie desperately grasps the sheets and shuts his eyes, his body already threatening to let go.
"Open your eyes for me," Buck whispers, his breath hot against Eddie's lips.
Eddie's eyes immediately flutter open, met with Buck's blue eyes that look gray in the dark room. "You have beautiful eyes."
"Oh, yeah? They love looking at you," he smiles and speeds his hand up making Eddie arch up against him.
They moan simultaneously. A wave of pleasure washes over Eddie and the sensations become too much to bare. He tries to hold out for longer, but he can't.
His hips buck as he comes undone in Buck's hand. Buck rolls off of him with a satisfied smile, wiping his hand off against himself.
They each take a few moments to recollect themselves, the air feeling hot and thick. Eddie pulls Buck closer to him, letting him rest his head against his chest. He plays with Buck's curls as their breathing starts to slow down.
The difference between Evan Buckley and Eddie Diaz, lies in the experience of loneliness versus solitude - solitude being a choice, while lo
