#116 degrees will melt your brain and i'm still recovering even after a shower and dinner and rest

[sunshinediaz]

fuck it friday!

i'm a little late to the festivities, but i've arrived and i can finally put the fuck in fuck it friday!

was tagged by @panbuckley, @honestlydarkprincess, @wildlife4life, @wikiangela, @try-set-me-on-fire, @jeeyuns, and @alyxmastershipper (phew)

this is a lil something from a sweet, goofy thing i'm writing when bthb gets too much for my brain, so pls enjoy <3

Sighing, Eddie tucks his face in the hollow of Buck’s throat and breathes in Buck’s sleepy-soft scent. He hooks one of Buck’s legs up over his hip, reaches down to grip the base of his length, and nudges the head of his cock around Buck’s slick hole before bullying all the way inside.  Buck accepts him easily, greedily, and lets loose a hiccuped moan that he muffles against the scruff on Eddie’s cheek. He smears his lips across Eddie’s face, over his cheeks and nose and brow and forehead, and then finds Eddie’s mouth and kisses him, deep and dirty and delicate, like Eddie’s something to savor.  He settles atop Buck’s body, flush head to toe, and frames Buck’s face with his hands. He kisses Buck back, sucks on Buck’s tongue and licks Buck’s taste from his mouth; the white-yellow sun sifting through the curtains warms his shoulders and back and ass and thighs the same way Buck’s touch heats him up.  He pulls back to stare down at Buck. “Hi,” he says, quietly, and chuckles when Buck’s pretty blue eyes cross as he leans down to nuzzle against Buck’s cheeks. He’s flushed red from the heat of their bedroom, face blotchy and hot—the same color as his birthmark. Gorgeous.  “Hi, yourself.” Buck’s hands come up around Eddie’s back; his hands spread wide on Eddie’s ribs, fingers slotting in the divots. He grins, bright as the sun and dirtier than the pornos Eddie sneaked as a teenager. “You’re really deep. Can feel you in my throat.”  “Yeah?” Eddie smiles, pulling out till the tip of his cock’s the only thing inside Buck, before pushing all the way back in. Pleasure sizzles across his shoulders, leaving gooseflesh behind that Buck rubs away with his fingertips. “You’re so fuckin’ wet, baby. Gonna make a mess of you.”  Buck mewls, pathetic and sloppy, and hitches his leg higher up on Eddie’s hip. The angle’s good, allows Eddie to shove the head of his cock against Buck’s prostate as he fucks in, hard and fast. He drops one hand down from Buck’s cheeks to press against Buck’s tummy, right where he can feel himself shoved up inside Buck’s guts.  Eddie drops his forehead onto Buck’s. “Jesus Christ.”  “It’s not polite to say another man’s name while you’re in bed with your boyfriend,” Buck quips, chuckling against Eddie’s mouth, and Eddie fucks in hard once, twice, three times just to hear Buck’s laughter stutter in the back of his throat.  Eddie grins. Serves him right for being a smartass when Eddie fingered him open even after winning the impromptu, uncoordinated round of rock-paper-scissors to decide who was going to bottom this morning. He’s a gentleman like that.  “Eddie—” “Shut up.” Eddie kisses Buck, bites at Buck’s bottom lip till it’s swollen and red and wet with their spit. “Too much talking, not enough fucking.”  “But Eddie,” Buck says again, a little slurred, as Eddie finds his pace and begins fucking in, deep and hard and slow. “D’you know magnolia trees are over sixty million years old? That means—that means the dinosaurs saw them.”  Eddie huffs. “Buck.” He shifts over onto his elbow, reaching a hand down to wrap around Buck’s hot cock. He strokes up once, plays with the pre leaking from the piss slit, and drags his palm down, but before he can do so again Buck slaps his hand away. “Baby?”  “Don’t wanna come yet,” Buck replies, bug-eyed and slack-jawed. He laces his fingers with Eddie’s on the bed and smiles, ugly and crooked and so remarkable it hurts to look away. “Just wanna be close with you.”  Eddie shuts his eyes and holds Buck’s hand tight, relishing the wave of desire that crashes through his body. One of these days, he’s going to marry this man. He can’t wait.

no pressure tagging: @eddiediaztho, @thewolvesof1998, @jaskierofrivia, @housewifebuck, @shitouttabuck, @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy, and whoever else wants to share!!

#my sincere apologies if anybody's already done this and i just haven't seen it #116 degrees will melt your brain and i'm still recovering even after a shower and dinner and rest #tag games