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“And that’s the last box!” Eddie dropped it in the corner of the room, impressed with how much progress Buck had made. To be fair, there hadn’t been many boxes in the first place. When they got together, Buck had just… not really gone back to his apartment unless it was a drop-in to grab something random, since most of his stuff was already mixed into Eddie's closet. Finally, they decided to let Albert take over the lease and keep the furniture to avoid the hassle, and it only took two car trips to get everything over.
“Oh, perfect!” Buck opened the box and then immediately shut it with a squeak, his cheeks darkening. “Okay, this one goes in the bedroom.”
Eddie raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Buck… Baby, what's in the box?” He attempted to grab it back from him, but Buck was determined to keep it away from him, putting his back against Eddie and pushing him away in a way that made Eddie a little feral. His inner alpha was finally accepting that he liked it when his omega pushed back, a reminder that they were still equals despite biology trying to dictate otherwise.
"Nothing we need to discuss in the living room where Chris could hear." Buck huffed, practically scurrying down the hallway to their room.
"He's got those fancy new earbuds in; he can't hear us at all. CHRIS! CHRIS! I'm selling your X-Box!" Eddie shouted as he followed Buck into the room. "See? Nothing."
"That was a little dramatic." Buck huffed as he tried to put the box in the closet. Eddie darted in front of him and stood in the doorway, blocking his way. "Eddie, c'mon. Seriously?"
"What? We might as well unpack it."
"This is private." He whined, his lower lip jutting out in an adorable pout. It made Eddie want to kiss the pout away and give in, but he was having too much fun. Buck just made it so easy to mess with him.
"If it were private, you would've actually hidden it. I know you." Eddie pulled the box from his arms and began to walk him back to the bed, now in the middle of the room. "Just show me, and I won't ask about anything in it."
"This is so embarrassing." He huffed. "Most of these are from when I was single, I promise."
Now Eddie was definitely intrigued. They had a few toys they kept at the house to play with together. Nothing crazy, just a bullet vibrator, a gorgeous baby-pink plug, and a cock ring. He wanted to know what else Buck might've used on himself when his poor omega had been alone. Never again.
Buck settled back on the bed and used his bare hands to rip open the top of the sealed cardboard box. He began to deftly pull out a few satin bags and loosen the drawstrings at the top of each one. "That way they're protected from germs and can breathe in the fabric." He explained when Eddie gave him a questioning look.
"Makes sense." Eddie shrugged. What did he know? Sex toys were a fun friend, but he had never bothered with them before. He admired the spread before them as Buck dumped the bags over the bed. "This really isn't that bad. I don't get why you're so embarrassed, sweetheart."
He had expected the knotting dildo, and tried to tamp down his ego when he noticed it was smaller than his own cock. Not that it mattered, but it didn't hurt to have the reminder. A pair of pretty pink anal beads, a half-used bottle of artificial slick, and what looked like a vibrating plug. The pair of fuzzy metal handcuffs also didn't surprise him, but he frowned at the bad quality. Maybe he could treat Buck to some nice leather cuffs for their anniversary. There's a thought.
It was the last item that really caught his eye, though. A clearly well-loved Fleshlight lay right in the middle of the bed, the pink inside of it facing him directly. Buck's dick had been in that. And didn't that just make Eddie harden in his pants?
"Is this what you're embarrassed by?" He picked it up, grinning as Buck turned a little redder as he stroked his fingers over the silicone hole. Buck's eyes followed his fingers as they dipped inside, rubbing the textured inner walls and admiring the quality. "It's okay if you want to top, you know."
"It's just… a fun way to mix it up sometimes. When I'm alone, and can take my time." It was cute how Buck was almost squirming on the bed. Usually, he was the cool, suave one, but here he was, a little shy over some masturbation talk.
"Did you just fuck it?" Eddie dropped the toy back on the bed and began to lower himself down, spreading his thighs over Buck's. "Did you like to fill up and make a mess? Did you lick it afterwards, that way none of your come went to waste?" He used one hand to balance himself on the bed and the other to tilt Buck's chin up, forcing them to make eye contact. "Don't get shy on me now."
"Sometimes." Buck's small gasp turned into a whine as Eddie began to kiss down his neck. "It's not fair to ask me questions when you're doing this."
"Whoever said I was fair?" Eddie murmured against his skin. "Keep going, I didn't tell you to stop."
"Sometimes I would fuck myself at the same time." Buck gasped out.
Eddie let out a moan this time. Fuck. The image made him dizzy. He could picture it perfectly. Buck spread out on his king-size bed, alone at the loft, leaking vanilla-scented slick all over his bed and forcing a dildo inside, probably not even bothering to stretch himself out. He could almost hear Buck whining that it wasn't enough, and getting out the fleshlight too. He knew how messy his omega could be, and the sheets would've been dripping after that.
"Mhm, my greedy boy. I bet that felt good, fucking and being fucked, filling yourself up from both ends," Eddie ground his hips down, rubbing their bulges together with only sweatpants between them.
"You should try it sometime." Buck panted and then let out a small noise of annoyance when Eddie paused his movements. "Wait, why'd you stop?"
"Why have you never topped me?" Eddie pulled back a little. "Unless you don't want to, which is totally fine-"
"Oh, trust me, I definitely want to." Buck reached around to grasp his ass, and now it was Eddie's turn to whine at the feeling of a thick cock trying to slide between his cheeks through the thin fabric. "I just hadn't… thought to ask? Usually, when I topped, it was just other omegas."
"Well, it seems like a shame for us not to try it. Unless you're scared I don't think you'll live up to the hype, Mr. Firehose?"
Buck's eyes darkened, and he fluttered his eyelashes. "If you wanted Firehose, babe, all you had to do was ask."
Eddie stifled a laugh, the corny line helping to break through the fog of arousal in his mind. He slid off Buck's lap, putting some space between them to help calm them down. Christopher was still home, and this was one thing he never needed to overhear.
"Would you, though?" Buck asked.
"Would I what?" He knew what Buck meant, but wanted him to ask for it.
"Let me fuck you?"
"Of course I would. I want every part of you, Buck." Eddie raised himself off the bed, scooting over to press a kiss to a pink splotch. "Hen owes us a few favors. Why don't we send Chris over for a sleepover tomorrow night? We can enjoy the rest of our 72 off with you showing me everything you've got."
"I wouldn't be upset about that." Buck's scent began to fade into something more content, the arousal fading. "Where should I store these for now, then?"
"Let's throw them in the nightstand. We can get back to unpacking, which gives us less to think about tomorrow." Eddie began to mentally plan their day, pulling out his phone to shoot off a quick text to Hen, pulling away from Buck to do so. "Wanna go ahead and get all the clothes put away?"
"Sounds like a plan to me, partner." Eddie tried not to roll his eyes at the mock salute Buck gave him. He may be the one getting fucked tomorrow night, but Buck didn't stand a chance at actually being in charge of this.
"Oh, and Buck?"
"Mhm?"
"Make sure those toys are clean tomorrow. I'm not sure what I want to use yet." He would never get tired of the way Buck would blush for him, still a little shy after months together. He swatted at Buck's ass playfully on the way back to the living room as he went to tell Chris about his new plans, knowing that he would be thinking about this all night. It didn't hurt to rile Buck up just a little bit. Eddie never claimed to be a nice guy.
"That was delicious, Buck, but you know you didn't have to cook." Eddie dropped his napkin down on the table, taking another sip from his wine glass. "I think this was one of your best meals yet, though."
"It's our first night alone with me officially moved in. It felt like a reason to celebrate." Buck tried to look modest, but Eddie could tell he was preening from the praise. Good. He made a mental note to praise Buck more. He deserved it.
"There's dessert in the fridge, if we want some later. I finally got Bobby to give me his tiramisu recipe, so it felt like the perfect time to try it out."
Buck had been busy while Eddie was gone. Karen had wanted to catch up a little, and Eddie figured it would be rude just to drop Chris and run home so he could get fucked. He had to try to keep up a normal image sometimes. He had sat down for a cup of coffee and kept the conversation focused on Hen and Karen before ditching as soon as his cup was empty. When he'd gotten home, the table was already laid out and ready to go.
"Why don't we finish our wine on the couch? You picked a great bottle, I don't want it to go to waste."
Eddie took his time settling down on the couch, making a show of turning the television on and even pulling up the Netflix menu before Buck plucked the remote out of his hand.
"Hey! I was going to put on that nature series you like." He protested weakly.
"Are we really going to play this game?" Buck whined a little, never able to hide when he wanted something. He sat down on the couch next to Eddie, the scent of content omega filling the room, with just a hint of arousal. Buck was always quick to slick up, which Eddie found incredibly hot. It also made his plans for the night much easier.
"What game?"
"Eddie." Buck slid a hand over this thigh, rubbing at the thick material of Eddie's jeans. He began to harden in his jeans, and didn't bother to stop Buck's hands from wandering over him. "Please, Eddie. I've been good today, haven't I?"
"Mhm, have you?" Eddie murmured, tilting his head to the side as Buck began to trail brief kisses from his jaw to his ear. "You did make a very good dinner, I suppose. And I have faith that the tiramisu is going to be just as good as Bobby's." A nibble on his ear made Eddie moan softly, the skin extra sensitive with the wine in his system.
Eddie let out a groan as Buck nipped at his throat, teeth scraping over his collarbone. They hadn't mated yet; Eddie wanted to save that for a special occasion, so Buck just sucked at the spot where he would normally sink his teeth in. It was still sensitive, and Eddie hoped this time he would at least leave a hickey. He wanted to feel claimed by his omega.
"Are you going to mark me up, omega? Let everyone know how much you care about your alpha?" He tried to rile Buck up, sliding his hands down to cup Buck's ass through his unnecessarily tight pants. He gasped when there was a sharp pain just next to his sensitive neck gland as Buck bit down.
"I don't want anyone else to even look at you." He growled, laving over the spot again and again, scraping his teeth and sucking. Eddie squirmed underneath him, going boneless against the back of the couch.
"Why does it matter if they look at me? You know I'm coming home to you." Eddie tugged at the bottom of Buck's shirt, pushing him back just enough that he could yank the Henley over his head and toss it on the floor. He took a moment to admire Buck's rippling biceps, and rubbed his hands over the firm muscles on his stomach, protected by a layer of very biteable skin.
"My strong omega. You could just pin me down, you know? It's sweet how you let me throw you around, pretend I'm stronger than you, when I know you can just take what you want."
That spurred Buck on, and he straddled Eddie's thighs, keeping him in place. "You want me to throw you around tonight, alpha?" He growled out the last word, diving back down to press their lips together. Their kiss lacked finesse, all teeth and tongue and all-consuming. It never got old, just how much Buck wanted him. They were perfectly matched in this lifetime and would be in the next.
"Eddie, please, I need you." Buck pulled back, panting.
"Aren't you the one in charge tonight?" Eddie sassed, and Buck grinned widely back.
"I am, aren't I?" He clambered off Eddie and held a hand up for him, pulling him off the couch. "Bedroom, now." He began walking to the room, and Eddie followed him, deciding to make it easy. He'd have time to torture Buck later.
Buck's mouth was on him the moment they entered the room, trying to devour Eddie whole. Buck kissed him like a man starving, his tongue plunging in and out of Eddie's mouth at a filthy speed, an imitation of what Eddie was going to get soon. He grew harder in his pants just at the thought, and his patience wore thin.
"C'mon, take this off." Buck tugged at his shirt, and Eddie obliged, the Henley thrown in the general direction of the hamper. His jeans were next, practically making him face-plant on the carpet as Buck tried to help push them down.
"Pushy omega," Eddie teased, pushing Buck's pants down to join his. "You're soaking already, aren't you?" He rubbed at the wet spot that was already forming on the front of Buck's briefs, and Buck moaned as he squeezed down on his straining cock. Fuck, that was going to feel so good in Eddie. He couldn't wait any longer. "Are you gonna fuck me or not?"
"Stop teasing me," Buck growled, pulling Eddie back from the wall and quickly getting rid of their remaining clothes. He began walking in the direction of the bed and pushed Eddie down as soon as the back of Eddie's knees hit the mattress. Eddie scrambled back, lying down on his back while Buck loomed over him, his broad shoulders taking up Eddie's vision completely. Not that he was complaining.
“Fuck, fuck baby.” Buck could barely even kiss Eddie properly, panting against his mouth. “Do you know how good you look waiting to take me?” He had Eddie's hands pinned above his head with one hand, and Eddie was enjoying the illusion of power he was giving Buck. The other hand massaged his balls while a finger slid lower, teasing at the sensitive rim.
"Did you get any lube while you were out?" Buck asked. "Not to ruin the moment, but that's gonna make this way more enjoyable for you."
"I actually had a better idea for that," Eddie responded and Buck paused his motions, raising an eyebrow.
"We can use spit, but uh, I'm not exactly small. It's better when you're wet, trust me."
"Oh, I do." Eddie flipped them over, now being the one to pin Buck down. "I don't need to buy any lube at the store. I have my own right here."
"What do you- oh." Eddie lifted one of Buck's legs, putting a thick thigh on his shoulder to give him easy access to Buck's leaking hole.
"I think this will do just fine, don't you?" He scooped some slick out and gathered it over Buck's soft abs. Buck groaned when he coated two fingers and reached behind him, thrusting both in immediately. Eddie always liked the burn when he was playing with himself, and he wanted to make sure he felt this tomorrow. Buck could always use a confidence boost. He quickly added a third, scissoring them as best as he could with the angle.
"You're trying to kill me, aren't you? That's been your plan all along?" Buck made grabby motions with his hands, shifting his thighs to try to throw Eddie off, but he wouldn't budge.
"Now are you gonna sit still, or am I gonna have to bring out those fuzzy cuffs to make you keep your hands to yourself?"
Buck shook his head, his hips stilling immediately. "I'll be good, Alpha. Just… " He ran his hands over the inside of Eddie's thighs, but otherwise did as he was told. Only the smallest of twitches gave away just how desperate he was.
"That's my good boy. When was the last time you got to put your cock in someone?"
It took Buck a moment to register the question. "Uh, Taylor, I think. She was the last one."
"Do you think you'll last?"Eddie pulled his fingers out with a squelching noise, and Buck audibly gulped.
"I think we should use the ring, just in case." He shifted up Buck's body, straddling his chest as he reached over to the nightstand. He had just grabbed the toy from the drawer when a tight heat enveloped his cock, and he jerked back in surprise.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist." Buck pulled back a little, running his hands over the sensitive skin on the inside of Eddie's thighs. "God, you look beautiful like this. I'm so lucky."
"You don't need to butter me up, Buckley, I'm a sure thing." Eddie shot a sultry grin and shuffled back down, securing the ring at the base of his cock. He lifted himself up and sank down in one fell swoop, groaning as he went.
"Holy shit, Ed's-" Buck's birthmark is practically purple in the soft lamplight as he visibly holds himself back, muscles straining beneath Eddie. "You feel so fucking good." He adjusts his legs, not taking control from Eddie. He knows he's lost, and Eddie's definitely going to be gloating about that later.
"Been a while since you got your dick wet, hasn't it?" Eddie lifted himself just a smidge before bouncing back down, grinning as Buck moaned under him.
"Forgot how good it feels." Buck confesses. "I can't believe you've never done this before."
"I was just waiting for the perfect cock I guess." He leans down, mouthing at Buck's neck as he finds his rhythm. The prostate is amazing, and he's able to get the perfect angle while still being able to leave dark marks all over his omega's chest. Sometimes at work, he'll catch Buck rubbing at the marks under his clothes, and something inside of him always preens at it. It's a compromise until he can give Buck the proper mating bite treatment. He has a trip booked for the next month, and a ring picked out.
"I wish I could take a picture of you like this. You look beautiful," Eddie can feel himself flush from the compliment, and picks up the pace. He could understand why Buck liked being fucked so much. It was all-consuming, bringing him back to his primal instincts, and so freeing.
He plants his hands on Buck's chest, thumbing over a perk nipple briefly. Buck squirms, gasping and moaning. His eyelids are starting to droop with pleasure, so Eddie pinches the bud between his fingers, a wicked grin spreading across his face when Buck's eyes snap back open and his hips buck up.
Done teasing, Eddie traces his fingers up his neck to Buck's sharp jawline, and hooks his thumb inside his mouth, pulling down his plump lower lip
"What are you doing?" Buck gasps, clearly struggling to form words.
"Do you trust me?"
Buck nods frantically, steel blue eyes glossy with pleasure and pupils twice the normal size
"Good,' Eddie pries open his mouth, leans over, and spits right onto Buck's waiting tongue. He's only done this once before, and it drove Buck crazy. He grinds down at the same time, clenching as he goes. It works just as he thought, and Buck is begging beneath him in seconds. "Please-"
"Shh," Eddie croons, stuffing two of his fingers down Buck's throat. Buck closes his mouth immediately, sucking obediently as Eddie thrusts his fingers in and out, matching his pace as he goes back to riding Buck's cock. His own dick is positively throbbing, pulsing to the same rhythm as Buck sucking at the thick digits in his mouth.
"You want me to let you come?" Eddie croons, not mockingly, but teasingly. He can feel his own orgasm creeping up on him, coiling deep inside his groin.
Buck nods, drool forming at the corner of his mouth. "Please." His words are muffled around, but Eddie can still hear the tone of desperation.
He leans down and whispers into Buck's ear, "Make me."
Eddie pulls his fingers out of Buck's mouth, and Buck pulls out immediately, pushing Eddie off of his cock and onto the other side of the bed. The other half of the duvet was drenched, the sweet smell of omega slick filling the air. It didn't stand a chance in the washer, but maybe Eddie could find a way to hide a scrap of it in Buck's closet nest.
Buck rips off the silicone ring and lifts Eddie's calves over his shoulders, moving his big hands down to force Eddie's legs apart. He pushes back in with no resistance and sets a brutal pace.
Eddie moans out words of encouragement, moving down a hand to squeeze at the knot that was starting to form at the base of his dick. He reaches to grip Buck's ass and pull him closer, but he can't get a solid grip at all. There's slick covering the hot flesh, and he pulls back his sticky hands with a groan of delight. "Baby, you're soaking." He grabs Buck's hips instead, digging his fingers in to leave possessive bruises.
Buck doesn't reply, continuing to hit Eddie's prostate with every push of his hips, fierce determination in his eyes. Buck's never one to back down from a goal, and Eddie preens at that kind of focus on him. They would definitely be doing this again, holy shit.
"Yes, fuck, baby, right there. You're doing so well. You're gonna make your alpha come, aren't you? Pleasing me so good, just like you always do." Buck is normally the one babbling in bed, but words seem to have escaped him as he just whines above him. Eddie's alpha inside is practically howling in satisfaction, and it just spurs them both on.
Buck keens at the praise and just drives in harder, back muscles flexing with every move. Eddie reaches for his cock, covering himself with the remaining slick on his hands, but Buck bats his hand away before he can tug.
Eddie lets him, his own hands flopping uselessly to the side. Buck's hand wraps around his cock in a tight, wet fist, and it only takes a few pumps before Eddie's seeing stars, spilling all over his stomach. His vision whites out completely, and a buzzing noise fills his head as he rides the high. There's a small voice of disappointment inside his head as his knot goes down, biology upset about having nothing to lock into, but that doesn't detract from this being one of the best orgasms Eddie's ever had. A top-five moment, for sure. Maybe next time he'd bring the Fleshlight into rotation. Buck might've been onto something with that.
Eddie registers the feeling of Buck following him over the edge, hot liquid spilling into his waiting body. He uses his legs to pull Buck tight against him, making sure nothing spills out. It's overstimulating, but in the best way possible. He understands now why Buck is always begging for him to cum inside, instead of anywhere else. It's the closest they can get to becoming one singular organism, and maybe if they try hard enough, they'll finally be fused one day, and can never leave each other.
Buck collapses on top of him, and they just lie there together, each trying to catch their breath. The air is a mix of cum and happy omega hormones, and Eddie wishes he could bottle the scent and carry it with him everywhere.
"So… thoughts?" Buck is the first to break the silence, and Eddie snorts with laughter.
"Are you looking for a performance review?"
Buck rolls off to the side, making a noise of disgust as he hits the damp spot on the blanket. "Okay, we did not think about the cleanup."
"Yeah." Eddie winced at the tacky feeling between his legs. Cum was already dripping out, leaking down his thighs, and yeah, Buck definitely earned that Firehose nickname for a reason. "Let's just strip the bed. Shower first."
"But I'm tired," Buck whines, then wrinkles his nose after sniffing his armpit. "Yeah, actually, that's a good idea."
"But if you were trying to figure out if I want to do this again…" Eddie trails off, and Buck whines impatiently. "Yeah, we're definitely doing this again."