Blocked || Buddie x Reader smut (18+)
You were frustrated and angry, but you were embarrassed.
“Guys. This was supposed to be fun. A night out with drinks and adult conversation like we promised…?” Eddie tried his best to fill the silence in the car as you traveled home from a bar downtown. You rolled your eyes and continued to look out the passenger window when a sly snicker came from the backseat,
“Whew!” Eddie let out as he adjusted himself in the driver’s seat. Buck’s name was hardly ever used. So fine, you were equally as pissed as you were embarrassed.
“Everything was fine until YOU made everything fucking weird!”
“Hey! I saved you from that prick! Eddie, you know she was going to regret sleeping with that douche, right? I mean, c’mon.”
"Uhh I," Eddie croaked out trying not to solidify which side of the line he was on.
"And Eddie also thinks I am a grown woman who can make her own choices, even if she regrets some of them. Right, Eddie?" He just cleared his throat, trying to keep his focus on the road.
"See? I told you he was on my side," Buck said under his breath. You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms while huffing back in your seat. The three of you finally made it to your apartment and you hardly waited for the truck to come to a complete stop before opening the door.
"Whoa, Whoa," Eddie said as he pressed the brake even harder now. You hopped out the passenger side about to thank Eddie for the ride and being normal, unlike his best friend, when you spotted Buck starting to get out,
"Ummm excuse you? What are you doing?"
"I need to go to the bathroom."
"Oh. Well that sounds like a personal problem." You said over your shoulder. You were seething with frustration, slamming the truck door shut, your eyes shooting daggers at Buck before walking the path to your front door.
"Can you believe her? Like I would really let her do that. I mean, you get it right, Eddie?"
"All too well, Buck." Eddie cut the engine. "All too well."
The duo finally exited the truck and walked the short distance to Y/N's door that was slammed shut. When they entered the house, the tension in the air was palpable, thick with unspoken desires and simmering resentment. Buck, ever the provocateur, smirked, clearly relishing the chaos he had instigated. Eddie, the peacekeeper, decided it was time to intervene before this friendship unraveled any further.
"Hey, both of you, let's not let this ruin our night entirely," Eddie said, his voice calm amidst the storm. "We're all adults here, and we've had our fair share of fun together. Maybe it's time we remind ourselves of that."
Your eyes narrowed, your breath coming in short, angry puffs. "Fun? You call this fun, Eddie? I was having a great time until…" Your voice trailed off, the memory of the evening's events still fresh and irritating.
Buck, never one to back down, leaned forward, his eyes glinting with a mischievous challenge. "Until I saved you from a terrible mistake? Come on, Y/N, you know I only had your best interests at heart."
"My best interests?" You scoffed, hands on your hips. "You call this taking care of me? Cock-blocking me like some possessive boyfriend?"
Eddie's eyes widened at the turn of the conversation, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. He knew his friends well, and he could sense the unspoken desire simmering beneath the surface. It was time to bring it to the forefront.
"Well, Buck, if you're so sure about how Y/N should be treated, why don't you show her?" Eddie suggested, his voice low and conspiratorial. "You always did have a way of worshipping a woman, and Y/N here could use a reminder of what it's like to be truly desired."
Your eyes widened in surprise, anger momentarily forgotten. The three of you used to have fun together, but what Eddie is talking about was new. You had never thought of Buck in a way that involved worship as Eddie was the one who would mostly yearn, but the idea of being worshipped, of being the center of someone's desire, was intriguing. Especially after the rejection you had faced earlier.
Buck's smirk transformed into a full-blown grin, his eyes locking with yours. "Oh, I can show her, Eddie. I can show her exactly what she's been missing."
"What? No, wait a minute—" you started to protest due to the lack of time you've had to think, but your thoughts and words were cut off by Buck's lips pressing against yours. It was a kiss born of frustration and desire, a clash of tongues and teeth that left you breathless.
Eddie smirked knowing his plan just fell into action, "I'll just, uh, make myself a drink and give you two some privacy." He winked at you, knowing full well what he was suggesting. As the front door finally clicked shut, you found yourself pressed against it, Buck's body pinning you in place. His hands roamed over your body, claiming what he had always considered his. He knew how to touch you, how to ignite the fire that had been simmering between you two for too long.
"You see," Buck whispered between kisses, "this is how a man should treat you." He took a second to cup your face in his to maintain eye contact while he told you the truth. With reverence, with a desire so intense it consumes him. Your resistance melted away as Buck's hands skillfully unbuttoned your blouse, exposing your lace-covered cleavage. He praised you with his mouth, his tongue tracing circles around your nipples, making her arch into him.
You opened your eyes to see Eddie shirtless on the couch. The drink he made is now sweating on the table as his right hand is keeping himself occupied.
"I've always wanted you, Y/N," he murmured against her skin.
"You've already had me," you said in multiple breaths.
"Mmm mmm, baby. Not like this. Let me show you what it's like to be truly wanted."
Your breath came in gasps as Buck's hands traveled lower, his fingers deftly unzipping your jeans. He knelt before you his eyes never leaving yours as he pulled your pants down, exposing your sopping cunt to his hungry gaze. You kept eye contact withe Eddie when you felt Buck's nose press against your panty clad pussy, inhaling deeply. You let out a moan when you felt a slight tap on your hip, Buck was asking for permission. Your hand met the back of his head, giving him the green light to pull the lace down and off your right ankle.
"So beautiful," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "You're going to feel so good around me."
Your head fell back against the door, your body tremoring as Buck's skilled mouth and tongue brought you to the brink of ecstasy. This was a side of Buck you had never seen, a dominant and possessive lover who knew exactly how to pleasure you.
As your climax neared, Buck stood, his erection straining against his jeans. He kissed her deeply, his hand reaching for the zipper, freeing himself from restraint. You heard Eddie's footsteps thudding towards you,
"Now," he growled, "it's time for you to worship us."
