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It was a sunny Tuesday when it clicked for Eddie. He was in Buck's kitchen, keeping him company while he baked and drinking his coffee.
Buck had been so excited about this Churro filler he'd bought and insisted on making them their next day off, so thats what he was doing. And Eddie hadn't realised it would be any kind of issue, just another day off spent with his favourite person as usual.
But as he watched Buck slip the Churro onto the pump which, of course, happened to be at crotch level on the counter, then slowly slide the Churro off while holding down the pump until the creamy filling was spilling out he realised he was wrong.
He was transfixed, watching intently as Buck did the same for all 12. He wasn't entirely sure what this exact feeling was, only that his heart was beating faster, his mouth was dry and there was something pooling in his stomach. And he couldn't look away.
"Mm- Eddie" Buck licked some of the filling from him finger placing the last one on the plate and looking over at Eddie. "You have to try this!"
"Uh-" Eddie was struggling to form coherent sentences, and picked one of them up taking a bite. It was good, but the way Buck was licking the sugar off his fingers and lips had Eddie choke almost immediately.
"You okay, Eds?"
"Uh- yeah, sorry. These are great Buck!"
"Man I gotta bring this thing into the fire house next shift!" Eddie didn't think his brain would ever reboot.
He imagined Buck doing this in the station, uniform on pulling tight against his muscles, while everyone watched and a weird feeling grew in his stomach.
He did not want the entire firehouse to witness this sight.
"You think that's a good idea? Maybe just make a batch and bring them in?" Eddie suggested, licking his own fingers.
"You not think it would be fun, everyone could fill their own?"
"I think its, uh a little more... you know... than I expected."
"A little more what?"
"Well... sexual," Eddie guestured to the machine and sent a prayer off to a God he didn't know if he believed in for Buck to stop sucking his fingers like that.
"Sexual, Eds my baking is not erotica for your viewing pleasure," Buck winked at him. Eddie felt like everything was suddenly tight on him and he needed to change the subject.
"Don't wink at me, man." Eddie said just a little too softly.
"Why, Eds? This all a little too much for ya?" Buck was just teasing, Eddie knew that. But then he imediately put the end of the churro in his mouth and sucked the filling out. Eddie's brain felt like it short-circuited and he was getting hard. Because who wouldn't get an erection watching this? Sociopaths, Eddie thinks, they must be the only people immune.
"I just think you should do all this at home rather than at the station."
"Could even make some for B shift,"
"No," Eddie shook his head, speaking gentler than he intended. "They don't deserve them."
"You wanna try?" Buck placed the one he'd just sucked the filling from and filled it again. Eddie was, again, transfixed. "If you, uh, suck it off- out! If you suck it out you can try filling it up?"
"Sure," Eddie got up moving to stand next to where Buck and the churros were, he grabbed one and placed it between his lips and sucked, hard, eyes not leaving Buck's while he did so. Buck visably swallowed hard.
He placed his Churro, over the pipe, his other hand went to the pump but didn't pull it. "Like this? Think you could give me a hand?"
Buck nodded, eyes going down to the churro, he placed a hand over Eddie's on the pump and pushed, filling up Eddie's. Buck watched intently while Eddie ate it, making his own little sounds and ensuring he sucked his fingers at the end.
"Yeah. I, uh, I think you're right Eddie. Definately shouldn't bring that to the station." Buck finally agreed Eddie tried not to, but he couldn't help glancing down and noticing Buck had the same problem. Just two bro's with erections in the kitchen over churros.
"Our secret then?" Eddie inched slightly closer. "I can't have any of B shift watching you do that."
"Why Eds, you jealous?" Buck tried to tease him, but it didn't quite come out as normal. Maybe ever so slightly lower, rougher.
"Extremely," Eddie matched his tone, eyes searching Buck's face.
Buck leaned forward, crashing their lips together. Eddie imediately opened his mouth for him, slipping his wet tongue next to Buck's, feeling him moan against it. He brought his hands up, one to rest on his lower back, the other to cradle Buck's face. Buck pulled Eddie so Buck's back was against the cabinet and Eddie was pressed against him so tight he could feel his dick twitching.
"Can I touch you, Buck?"
"Yes, fuck yes." Buck eagerly agreed. Eddie snaked a hand into Buck's sweats, wrapping his hand around his cock as Buck gasped. Eddie stroked the length of it a couple of times, before kissing along Buck's jaw and neck and slowly down his body until he was mouthing at the fabric.
He looked up at Buck, one eye brow raised, seeking permission. Buck didn't think anybody on earth could possibly say no when Eddie Diaz was looking at them like that, so he just nodded. Eddie hooked his thumbs into the waistband and pulled, exposing Buck's leaking cock.
"Ah- fuck," Buck moaned. Eddie licked the full length of the shaft, then without any other warning took the whole thing into his mouth, choking a little but relaxing his throat until Buck's whole cock was in his mouth. He hollowed his cheeks and sucked hard while he moved backwards off his cock, then quickly swallowed it all to the base again.
"You've done this before?" Buck managed to get out between breaths. Eddie just smiled around his cock and went to pay attention to the head. The way he was sucking and licking had Buck's knees almost giving out and he was greatful he had the cabinet behind him for support.
"Eds, fuck me, please?" Eddie hummed in acknowledgment. He moved a hand, which had been steadying the base of Buck's cock and was slick with spit already, snaking it between Buck's legs to press at his entrance. Buck relaxed against it and pretty quickly Eddie slipped another finger in.
Buck's moans were filthy, and his knuckles were white gripping the counter top, legs feeling like jelly from the sight of it. Eddie looking up at him through his eyelashes, tears falling from the corners of his eyes and lips all puffy around him. Eddie added another finger, curling and angling them to hit just the right spot.
"Ed- ah- I'm really close," Buck breathed and suddenly the pressure stopped as Eddie pulled his fingers out.
"No, not until I'm inside of you, Buck." Eddie stood now, spinng Buck and pushing him down against the counter.
Buck was pretty sure this was the hottest thing that had ever happened to him. He reached into the drawer beside them, fingers landing on what they needed and passing it behind him to Eddie, who had quickly undone his belt and was stroking his own length. He squeezed the lube onto the head of his cock and once it was coated he lined himself up.
"You sure?"
"Yes, just fuck me Eddie," Eddie pressed against Buck's hole gently, gasping as the head snapped inside.
Buck let out a noise somewhere between a cry and a moan, Eddie paused to let him adjust to the feeling, hands coming to rest on his hips. He slowly pushed his way inside, Buck's breaths were audible, face resting on the counter next to the damn churros.
Eddie pulled out ever so slightly then gently back in, and kept doing it gradually increasing how far until Buck relaxed into it, eventually pulling till just the head was left inside and then pushing right back in, like he belonged there.
His hands around Buck's hips got tighter, as his thrusts got harder, and at some point Buck had moved a hand round that was gripping the bottom of Eddie's shirt pulling him with each thrust.
"So beautiful, baby," Eddie breathed, bending slightly to kiss Buck's shoulder.
"So fucking good Eds, so close" Buck breathed, between moans. The sound of skin slapping against skin and 'oh's and 'yes's filled the kitchen, as the thrusts got faster.
Eddie moved a hand from Buck's waist and wrapped it around Buck's cock, matching the speed of the thrust's.
"Cum, Buck. Come for me baby," Eddie breathed against him, unsure how much longer he could last.
With that, Buck's body went stiff, he was moaning Eddie's name and squirting his hot cum in Eddie's hand, and down the side of the counter. With Buck taken care of, Eddie moved to quick short thrusts, quickly cuming inside Buck to the sound of him still wimpering Eddie's name.
They stayed like that for a moment, catching their breaths. Eddie pulled slowly out of Buck with an obscene noise, kissing down his spine.
"Fuck," Buck said brokenly, as Eddie pulled him up and span him around for a kiss.
"We did that already," he gave Buck a cheeky grin, hands cupping his face, resting their foreheads against each other as their eyes closed. "Hey, you wanna go on a date?"
"I think you're meant to ask me that before you put your dick in my ass,"
"Well, when have we ever done things the expected way?"
"I would really like to go on a date with you, Eddie."
"Ok. Lets go."