9-1-1/Chicago Fire OneShots x Male Reader

The One Where Buck Catches Them - Eddie Diaz

Peter's POV:

Upon entering the Diaz home (after throwing my shoes aside) with one of the spare keys Eddie gave me and Buck I don't expect to see Eddie in the living room dancing... in only his boxers... tight boxers. All I can do is stare as the small layer of sweat shines against his olive skin and the curves of his tones body move so goddamn smoothly.

The slamming of the front door makes us both jump as it slips from my grip. Eddie turning around and his eyes falling to my hips rather than meeting my gaze draws my own attention to the fact that just watching Eddie for the last few minutes has left me with a problem of my own.

"Oh- oh god!" I spin away from the practically naked firefighter, covering the rock hard bulge in my trackies with a face flushed so red I wouldn't be surprised if my face just explodes there and then. I need to leave but I can't, not like this, not in public —

"Peter?" Eddie's voice is soft but there's something else there than hitches the breath in my throat, especially when he places a hand on my hip to turn me around instead of my shoulder, "Hey,"

"H-hi!" I can't stop the stutter or the enthusiasm but it just makes Eddie smiles sweetly at me and I'm just gone. I am head over heels in love with this smoking hot and straight god before me.

"I'll take the compliments but I'm bisexual, not straight." He tells me. I said that out loud?! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I can't look at him but I can't turn away either as his hand is still on my hip, hot and steady, so I just keep my head down. That plan fails because a finger hooks under my chin and suddenly I'm staring into hazel eyes that are usually on the side of warm honey and leaves in summer but now... Now they're a darker colour, mostly filled brown and oh god. He's speaking, saying words I never thought I'd hear but I can't hear them over the shock: "I'm head over heels in love with you too."

"Kiss me?" I choke out and Eddie does not need to be told twice as I'm being backed up into the kitchen island with both of his hands now on my hips and his lips against mine. The first touch of his firm lips against mine was like all those cliche love stories and told me but then again it wasn't. No fireworks or people cheering, just the feeling of Eddie and his tongue brushing over my lips. It's sloppy and messy but nonetheless hot and I never want it to end. Damn humans and needing oxygen.

Neither of us need to say a word, knowing what we want, and Eddie is lifting me up with ease as he makes his way to his bedroom. I don't think, just act as his neck is on display and it's too bare for my liking. He shivers beneath me, tilting his head to expose more of his neck as I nip and suck at the skin, tongue lapping over to soothe the now forming hickey.

A shriek is torn from my lips as I'm unceremoniously thrown on the bed, the firefighter tugging impatiently at my trackies so I just raise my hips for him to do the honours. His cognac eyes meet mine, a question hidden behind the want and I nod because yes, yes I want all of him. I want all Eddie has to give, "I want you." I choke out and that's all he needs to have my trackies on the floor.

The moan that escapes his lips as he realised I went commando makes my dick twitch and I swear the usually innocent man is practically drooling right now. I'm ripping my shirt over my head as Eddie kicks off his boxers leaving us naked and exposed. All that heat of the moment confident begins to evaporate and I'm closing my legs as he's watching me, want pouring from him.

His eyes soften as he pulls me to the edge of the bed, kneeling and gently pulling my knees apart while looking up at me between his lashes. He surprises me when he begins pressing soft and loving kisses to the insides of my freckled thighs, making love his way up from my knees and towards the curls.

The first feel of his tongue sends a bolt of electricity up my spine but I don't have time to revel in how good it feels before Eddie is swallowing me down whole, gagging slightly when I hit the back of his throat. It sends my head flying back at the tightness of his throat before he sets a steady rhythm. It's beautiful and I don't know what to do with myself, I'm paralysed just laying there as one hand grips the bedsheets for dear life while the other tangles through Eddie hair, pulling. I accidentally pull on his curls and oh god, the way his moans vibrate up my dick to that very tight pleasure beginning to pool in the pit of my stomach. It takes everything in me to hold on just a bit longer because oh he's beautiful.

Eddie meets my gaze as I pull myself up onto one elbow, finally registering how tightly he's gripping my hips and knowing there's going to b bruising in the morning. But that's nothing compared to the way his red and swollen lips swallow my dick with drag of his tongue which swirls around the sensitive tip every pull back. Just seeing all of this sends me over the edge, that tight knot in my stomach snapping and I'm tightening my grip on his hair, head falling back as I feel myself shooting down the back of his throat with a low whine of his name. He continues sucking me off until I'm pushing him away, slowly becoming sensitive.

"Do you... do you want me to-" I'm cut off when Eddie stands up, cum splattered across his chest and dick softening already, "Oh." It knocks the rest of the air from my lungs but I don't care because I'm yanking Eddie on top of my and kissing those red and swollen lips with urgency. He chuckles, kissing me back with a newfound gentleness.

"Let me get cleaned up then we can sleep, okay beautiful." He whispers and I can't stop the sound escaping my throat at how wrecked he sounds, his voice coming out scratchy. I just nod and follow his ass out the room as he heads for the bathroom down the hall. Once he's out of sight I slip under the warm duvet, burrowing in it as it smells of Eddie. All I think of is Eddie as my eyes begin to get heavy. No I have to wait for him to get back.

It's a few minutes before the bed dips and arms wrap around me, pulling me against the safeness that I know is Eddie. A kiss falls against the back of my neck before I'm losing consciousness.

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"OH MY GOD!" I'm woken with a start, screaming, until I see Buck stood in the doorway, mouth dropped open in shock. Beside me Eddie groans at the commotion

"Oh my god!" I shriek back, pulling the duvet over my exposed and naked chest when I realise I'm naked in Eddie's bed with Eddie and Buck is standing in the doorway.

"Buck?" Christopher's voice calls with concern and the familiar click-clack of his crutches has Buck springing into action. He slams the bedroom door shut just as Christopher begins to appear and I don't hear what he tells Eddie's son but their muffled voices fade as I guess Buck takes him to the kitchen.

"Baby?" Eddie's sleep filled voice breaks through my panic and I smile down at him to be met with such a loving smile in return I think my heart stops for a second. However I can't stop the choked laugh as Eddie's voice sounds just as hoarse and wrecked as it did last night. It honestly turns me on a little but the thought of Buck and Christopher just down the hall in the kitchen stems any thoughts like that, "Was that Buck?"

"He's making breakfast with Christopher." I nod and finally Eddie gets on board with my panic.

Or so I thought, "Shit! We're late!"