#top!buck

[911-incorrect-quotes-dispatch]

Buck: Hey babe, I think we need to be a little quieter at night.

Eddie: Why? We have the house to ourselves.

Buck: The neighbors came and knocked on the door and said "Hey Buck, could you guys possibly keep the noise down?"

Eddie: Did they tell you why?

Buck: They didn't have to. I never told them my name before.

Eddie: Oh... Well, I can't be held responsible for what I do while you pulverize my prostate. They better get some earplugs, I guess.

[peggingeddiediaz]

Eddie Diaz forgetting to log out of his work twitter account part 132/?

[llama911refugee]

[3minutesand17seconds]

100% in the Buddie Team Switch tent over here btw bc these bastards are honestly just far too complex to ever be anything else imo.

like Buck with his praise kink all somebody please tell me i did good as i wasn't told this growing up by the people who were supposed to say it to me and it changed my brain chemistry by denying me of positive affirmations and molded me into a pliable thing that cannot help but take any shape others want me to so i just need need need you to please tell me that i did good and that i am good and help me to believe that i'm as good as you're telling me i am by holding me down and forcing me to take all of you into all of me until i'm fucking convulsing with just how good it feels and how good i am at it, and bc i now know for sure how much you love it too as you're saying it out loud to me, over and over and over again...

and Eddie, with absolutely everything in his life (outside of work) feeling so very out of his control and needing to gain some of it back by crushing Buck with his body weight and telling Buck exactly what it is he should be doing and precisely how to do it and have Buck whining and keening with how desperate he is to comply bc Buck has complete trust in Eddie, in Eddie's ability to make the right decision for whatever it is Buck needs—for what they both need—and having that allows Eddie to have the courage in his convictions that he often struggles to have outside of the(ir) bedroom when it comes to his emotions and that just feels so good to Eddie, to be doing it right, to be the one making Buck feel good, soso good, and to actually be taking (for once in his life) what it is that he wants and allowing himself to have the things he desires, to have Buck, all for himself, because that is what feels good to him...

but then there are those other times in Eddie's life that he has had to and still has to be a sure and steady hand, a reliable go-to, be totally unshakeable and unbreakable and in charge of making decisions that affect countless people's lives—victims of war, those he tries his best to serve and save on calls, colleagues, friends, the people he cares for and those he loves the most in his life—and it's. well. it's A Lot. so much actually, that Eddie sometimes needs to turn it off and just let it all go and allow somebody else take over and tell him what to do and when to do it bc he just needs to not think about it anymore, to not think at all, needs to just be a vessel for somebody else's decisions and desires and put his trust wholly in somebody else, in Buck, bc he doesn't always trust himself but Buck knows Eddie so well and so completely and understands what Eddie needs to get out of his own head and just have somebody tell him (outside of his job) that he did good for once, that he can get matters of the heart right instead of always wrong wrong wrong and have Buck tell him that yes, of course he's good for something, good for this, good for splaying himself wide open and taking everything he is given by Buck...

and then there's the whole Buck (outside of work) having zero fucking clue of what he's doing and even tho he is trying his very best all of the time he's getting it wrong A Lot of the time, bc his best isn't always good enough so he has to try harder, but then he's trying too hard, too much, which means he still isn't getting it right. and so to be able to be the one in charge of things and have his will and instruction be absolutely the right thing? the very thing that Eddie needs? that's such a heady experience, such a rush, and when he makes Eddie beg and cry with it and Eddie loves loves loves Buck for it—loves Buck for telling him how it should be and for Buck insisting on what he's giving being what Eddie deserves—that is Buck living and thriving and loving loving loving Eddie right back, with all the plundering depth that he has in him and can give and is...

and that, all of that, is just. how it is. every facet of it; every logistic; every angle; every way and any way you look at it; every (s)which way.

[thediass]

Buck: We should get you to a doctor for a check up immediately. What if it happens again, and there isn’t anyone around to help you? What if it’s congenital? Oh my God! Was it me? Did I hurt you?

Eddie: …You realize any other person that made their partner pass out on bed would simply feel really proud of themselves, right?

[googlingdiaz]

soo i’m new and i’ve just posted my first buddie smutty and fluffy fic hope you like it <3 it’s also character study (eddie) ! let me know what you think of it!

eddie has a cowboy kink ;)

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[princesseddiediaz]

Buck sending eddie thirst traps while Eddie's at work

[kinkykinard]

24 & Buddie 🖤

This turned out so much longer and more filthy than I had envisioned.

          Eddie’s touch was pure bliss.  The rub of his fingertips on Buck’s skin, the graze of his teeth along Buck’s neck, the insistent press of his cock against Buck’s hip, it was all ecstasy.  Buck groaned as Eddie sank another bite into his collarbone, wrapped his palm around Buck’s cock and tugged just right.

           “Fuck.”

           Eddie’s laugh was deep and reverberated through every molecule in Buck’s body, only making him even more pliant, more desperate.  The way Eddie took him apart drove him wild, made him achingly hard.  Most nights Buck was more than willing to let Eddie take the lead, but there was no urgency this time, no fight for dominance.  They were on equal footing; caressing, stroking, chest to chest.

           Buck splayed a hand on Eddie’s hip, thrusting into Eddie’s hand and hissing as he felt his orgasm starting to build.  He dropped his head into Eddie’s neck and pressed sloppy, open-mouthed kisses to the column of Eddie’s throat, feeling the other man’s pulse pounding against his lips.

           Eddie released Buck’s cock and Buck let out a soft whine of protest.  Eddie’s hand came up to cup Buck’s jaw, tilting his head back, giving Eddie just enough space to lean in, his nose bumping Buck’s cheek.  Eddie’s teeth scraped the shell of Buck’s ear, giving way to a brush of his lips as he whispered.

           “I want your cock inside me.”

           Buck’s breath caught in his throat.  They’d been together for months, they’d tried just about everything, but Eddie had never asked for penetration before.  Buck knew that Eddie had been with men before, but he’d always been on top.  Eddie had never even been fingered before, never having found anyone he’d trusted enough to let them try.  Buck was completely floored to have finally earned his trust.

           “Are you sure?”  

           Eddie nodded, but Buck stilled him with a hand on the back of his head, guiding Eddie to turn and look at him, locking their gazes.

           “I need to hear you say it, Eds,” Buck said softly.  “Use your words.”

           “Yes,” Eddie nodded.  “I’m ready.  I love you, Buck; I trust you.  I want this.”

           An all-consuming love and lust for Eddie flared in Buck’s eyes and he closed the distance between them, pressing his lips to Eddie’s and kissing him slowly, deeply, languidly.  He shifted them around as they kissed, barely coming up for air as he settled between Eddie’s thighs, nudging them aside with his knees to give him unobstructed access to Eddie’s ass.

           Reaching for the lube, Buck watched Eddie’s chest heave, rising and falling quickly with his breathing, excitement radiating off him in waves.  He bit his lip as he uncapped the tube and poured some onto his fingers, slicking them thoroughly.  Tossing the lube aside, Buck slowly reached between Eddie’s legs, bracing his free hand on Eddie’s hip.

           “Relax for me,” he murmured.  “Tell me if it’s too much or you wanna stop.”

           Eddie nodded, closing his eyes to steel himself for the entirely unprecedented experience.  He jumped a little as he felt Buck’s fingertips graze over his hole, moaning as Buck slowly, agonizingly slowly, slicked him up.  His heart was pounding in his chest as Buck carefully pressed a fingertip into him.  Buck’s touch was at once exhilarating and sinful, and Eddie had to bite back a curse as the ring of muscle Buck was massaging finally gave way, allowing Buck’s finger to sink in up to the first knuckle.  It felt filthy and shameful, but the touch of Buck’s hand at his hip was grounding, encouraging, and Eddie willed himself to relax into the intrusion.

           “You’re so good, Eds,” Buck praised.  “You’re doing so well.  You’re going to open right up for me, aren’t you?  Gonna take my whole cock?”

           Eddie’s eyes fluttered open and he felt completely exposed, totally vulnerable.  Buck’s approval hit him right in the chest, though, and he nodded, helpless to do anything but agree and allow Buck to methodically pull him apart.  His breath caught as Buck’s finger sank in all the way, grazing his prostate, making his cock jump.  

           “Let’s try a second finger,” Buck said softly, his palm slowly slipping up over Eddie’s hip, fingers splaying across Eddie’s chest as he carefully stretched Eddie’s asshole.  Eddie watched, fascinated and aroused beyond reason as Buck’s fingers worked him, the slight burn beginning to give way to an intense pleasure that he felt in every last nerve ending.

           The third finger went in easily, and it was enough to make Eddie writhe.  His skin glowed with a fine sheen of perspiration as Buck scissored his fingers, leaving Eddie thoroughly stretched out and ready for him.  He smiled indulgently at Eddie’s whine of protest when he pulled his fingers out.  The way Eddie’s hole gaped a little bit was obscene and Buck moaned as he rolled a condom on, pouring more lubricant into his palm and slicking himself up thoroughly.  He wanted nothing more than to make Eddie feel good in a way he’d never even imagined before.

           Their eyes met as Buck lined himself up, and a sudden flicker of nervousness passed over Eddie’s face.  Buck kept his hips angled back as he leaned forward, supporting himself with a hand on the mattress as he brushed a gentle kiss over Eddie’s lips.

           “You okay?”

           Eddie licked his lips, swallowing thickly.

           “Yeah,” he replied.  “I’m good.  I’m ready.”

           Buck’s cock pressed up against Eddie’s asshole at the expression of consent and Eddie sucked in a breath.  Buck smiled, nuzzling Eddie’s jaw, feeling the stubble scrape over his chin as he playfully nipped at Eddie’s earlobe.

           “Breathe for me.”

           Eddie barely had a chance to do as Buck asked before he felt Buck’s cock sink into his ass.  It was intense, a little painful, and completely incredible.  He closed his eyes reflexively, reaching up to grasp at Buck’s hips, stilling the younger man as he got used to the sensation.  It was too much, but it wasn’t enough.  He wanted more, but he knew he needed to be patient.  

           “That’s a good boy,” Buck growled in his ear.

           With a slow, steady push, Eddie found himself full, Buck’s cock sinking deep and making stars dance behind his closed eyelids.

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