Give and Take
Five alarm fire fest- Day 7 writers choice
Rated E, 6.3K
Buck and Eddie’s relationship develops and it’s time to try some new things. Like asking for what you want. Eddie teaches Buck he doesn't always have to give its ok to want things too. Sequel to 127 Seconds
“Beer.” Eddie's voice is firm and decisive. It is however the third time he’s said it so Buck doesn’t hold out much hope. This time though he does actually start to move.
Eddie’s pushes down into Buck’s thighs to gain the necessary leverage to get himself up. He’s slow, and Buck chuckles at the obvious reluctance in his movements, he’s been saying he’ll go get them a beer for a while now but the problem was he lacked the appropriate motivation, being very comfortably sprawled over Buck and thoroughly enjoying having his hair played with.
It's colder without Eddie on top of him, he’d been settled happily between Buck’s legs slumped low and lying backwards resting against his chest, for two big men Buck thinks they fit together very nicely on Eddie’s couch. The owner of the couch had been using one hand to scroll through his phone while the other had been holding onto Buck’s spare hand, playing idly with his fingers.
It had been deliciously domestic, Buck had been quite content with the arrangement, half heartedly watching the TV over Eddie’s head while his fingers rhythmically moved through his fluffy, product free hair, it’s so much softer than Buck had even dreamed it would be. Eddie’s officially "relaxed and at home” it’s a look Buck’s very fond of, completely at ease in his most comfortable clothes, his hair a mess even before Buck's fingers had worked their way through it. It’s possibly his favourite look on Eddie, mostly because he’s pretty much the only one who gets to see him like this.
His boyfriend, God he loves that word, even when he just says it in his head it gives him a thrill, walks around the back of the couch and his hand trails across Buck’s shoulders making him shiver, on his way back he ruffles his hair, fingernails scratching lightly against his scalp as he lowers the beer into his hand before returning to the couch.
This time Eddie sits at the opposite end, feet dropping into Buck’s lap. Buck obliges his unspoken request and wraps a hand round one ankle and lets his thumb rub absentmindedly over this skin and the sharp jut of his ankle bone. He takes his first sip of the long awaited beer.
To say he's deliriously happy sounds dramatic but he is. He’s been with Eddie now for just over three weeks and he’s never been happier.
He’s also never been touched so much. It’s not something he’s really used to; now him touching Eddie- that’s different. He loves that and God does Eddie loves Buck’s hands on him but Buck is very aware that personally he’s much more used to giving than receiving physical affection. Not that he doesn’t like it, it's just he's not used to being touched so often and Eddie’s touches are frequent, both intensely meaningful at times and also mindlessly casual. Buck’s never had anything like it - ever. Eddie doesn’t seem to notice how much he touches but Buck does, he notices every time. Every touch Eddie shares.
It’s all very new and unusual but he thinks, he thinks he likes it. He thinks he might like it a lot.
Buck’s also noticed Eddie doesn’t touch anyone else nearly as much, that makes another thrill run through him. He likes that fact a lot too.
So his days are full of casual touches, soft intimacy offered to him constantly. Eddie stands close, presses into him. He holds his hand and when he can’t do that he’ll find a way to brush their fingers against each as he walks past or he’ll hook his pinkie around Buck’s just for a moment as they stand next to each other.
Ankles, shoulders, hips, always a point of contact between them; Eddie with his arms wrapped around his waist when he’s trying to do the washing up, minty kisses on his cheek when they’re brushing their teeth that slip into more distracting kisses tracing along his neck. It's new but definitely something he’s getting used to.
Buck’s halfway through his beer when he feels the weight of Eddie’s eyes on him.
When he looks over he’s left breathless for a moment at just how beautiful he is, at how his eyes glow, dark and molten, he knows that look now. Eddie’s grown more comfortable at exploring what he wants, what he enjoys. Buck’s blood thrums in anticipation. True enough Eddie starts the conversation with,
His voice is low, the gravely tone makes Buck’s skin tingle and when Eddie’s teeth make a brief appearance pulling at his bottom lip in a way that’s quite captivating Buck’s interest peaks. He’s suddenly very keen to find out exactly what’s on his boyfriend's mind.
Eddie moves, feet back on the floor, then he shuffles closer, turning to face him until his knees are pressed into his leg. Brown eyes drop to Buck’s lap for a second and then lift back up with a look so heated he has to swallow hard, his mouth suddenly dry, he’s not sure what’s coming next but he’s keen to find out.
“I’d like to try something.” Eddie’s tongue wets his lip and Buck can’t agree fast enough.
“Anything you want” rushes from his lips, Eddie lifts an eyebrow at such unthinking compliance but Buck’s pretty sure he’d be up for anything with Eddie, whatever he wants Buck’s happy to give him.
Eddie shakes his head with half a smile and chastises him fondly, “you really ought to find out a bit more before you just agree to things you know.”
Buck just grins, broad and unrepentant.
“Sooo,” Eddie gets back on track “I was thinking, “ he stops and starts again, cups Buck’s face tenderly. Buck feels a warm glow inside at yet another of Eddie’s tender touches, the look in his eyes is just as soft as he says “baby, you’re so good at giving me what I want, what I need and you never ask for anything.”
Oh, his stomach swoops strangely. That’s not what he’d been expecting, Eddie continues “I want you to have things too, you don’t always have to give.”
Buck feels a little embarrassed at being called out like that, he guesses it’s true but his voice is still just a touch defensive and his eyes drop avoiding Eddie’s gaze.
“But I, I like giving you what you want, it makes me feel good” he rushes on with reassurances “and I am having a good time, you know that right?” Fingers on his chin lift his face gently, Eddie looks deeply into his eyes and Buck gets choked up at what he sees there.
“I know baby, you’re amazing, but you can have things too.” Eddie’s voice is unbearably gentle “You deserve that. It’s ok to want that.”
Buck can feel his cheeks heating up at Eddie’s words. It’s so much easier for him to give, to take care of his partner, it always has been. He loves doing it, it's what he’s used to but maybe it might be nice sometimes to let someone take care of him. He thinks he could let Eddie do that, maybe.
“So I thought if you wanted it, I could try something?” There’s a hint of mischief in Eddie’s voice now as he tries to lighten the mood again. “I might not be any good at it yet but I want to, I’ve been doing research, got the general idea and obviously I’ve got your excellent demonstrations to help.”
Buck lifts his eyebrows curious as to what Eddie wants to do. They’ve been taking things slow so there’s still a range of possibilities.
Eddie looks him dead in the eye, “I wanna give you a blow job.”
Buck manages to blink twice but that’s it, his mind suddenly flooded with images created by Eddie’s casual declaration. Wow that’s… unexpected, somehow he hadn’t expected Eddie to be into that, he hadn’t asked or even thought about asking. He has imagined it though, usually in the shower.
Eddie shrugs, all casual, “I mean you seem to enjoy it. I want a turn" Eddie sounds very sure of that.
Fuck, just the idea of Eddie’s mouth of him is almost too much to handle, his mind is fizzing, sparks light along his synapses as his brain tries to process the idea of Eddie actually doing that to him.
He manages to stutter out a sentence. “You.. You sure? You don’t have to just 'cos I do it.” and loves doing it, definitely top three favourite things to do with Eddie so far.
“I really want to.” Eddie's voice is low, he emphasises each word carefully, the truth of his words is obvious, his lips stay parted at the end of the sentence and there’s a flush in his cheeks.
Shit, Buck can feel himself getting hard just thinking about it. Eddie keeps talking, only making the situation in his sweatpants more intense.
“I like watching you do it, and my research has been interesting. I think I’m gonna like it.” He sounds very definite.
Buck’s mind sticks on one word, “research”. Shit, has Eddie been watching porn to get tips. Fuck, he tries not to think about it, Eddie getting turned on trying to learn how to give him a blow job. Did he touch himself while he watched? His cock swells up a little more and continues to do so as his apparently filthy mouthed boyfriend whispers something in his ear “I want to taste you, feel you fill my mouth up, you're so big, gonna feel so full.”
A little late Buck realises Eddie’s moved, he’s sitting astride his lap now, he’d missed the change of position, mind scattered at the images rushing through it of Eddie on his knees for him, Eddie’s mouth stretched around his cock, sliding all the way down, his tongue teasing his slit, a small moan escapes his parted lips.
Eddie bites his ear and says “Wanna suck you off really bad, been thinking about it for days.”
Buck’s hips jerk, “Fuck Eddie, that’s so fucking hot, yes, yes, we can do that.”
Still buried near his neck he feels Eddie's teeth bite into the thick flesh at the base, “got a problem though…”
Buck leans back into the couch, head tipping backwards, already getting lost in the sensations Eddie’s started generating by rocking his hips into him.
He gasps out “what, what problem?“
Eddie grinds down and Buck gasps louder, it feels so good.
“This..” Eddie rubs against him again “wanna start when you're soft, get you hard with my tongue , lips, feel you getting bigger in my mouth.”
“Jesus, Eddie” He hisses, the words low and desperate, “bit late for that!”
Eddie’s weight disappears and he’s left blinking confused at his sudden absence.
“Go shower, make it a cold one, no cheating.”
Buck stares up at him for a minute then goes to do what he’s told.
