𝜗𝜚𝜗𝜚
𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: reader is Bobby Nash's daughter. he introduces her to the team but it's not the first time Buck and her have met.
𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: smut, secret fwb, oral (m receiving), fluff
𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 871
𝒂𝒐𝟑 𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒍𝒆: 'Introductions - (Evan "Buck" Buckley/reader smut)'
𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔: that one cringe line...
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"Everyone, this is my daughter, Y/n.", Bobby says gesturing his arm over to you. You stand next to your father facing the 118 crew.
"Hi!", you greet everyone with a smile. Your eyes lingering on a certain tall muscular man.
Bobby introduces you to everyone separately so you can learn their names. "I'm Buck.", the attractive one says before Bobby can. He reaches out and shakes your hand.
You smirk trying not to laugh at his attempt to make this look like it was the first time the pair of you had met. "Nice to meet you Buck.", you bite your lip grinning when you see him fumble. This was going to be fun.
You weren't a firefighter your dad just thought it would be good for you to meet the team and drop by some times. Plus you had inherited your dads cooking skills so the station was sure to love that.
The team made their way to their seperate tasks around the station. You notice Buck going into the locker room and with your dad already somewhere else you decide to follow him.
Buck's at his locker shoving something inside or what not. You come up to his side startling him.
"Oh, hey.", he says shutting his locker. "Shouldn't you be helping your dad or something."
Evan Buckley. Where to get started. The simple and short answer is that you and Buck were friends with benefits. No one knew about you two even previously meeting one another.
It was a mutual agreement between the both of you that no one should know. Things would just be too awkward seeing as your dad was basically his boss.
You step closer to him, now facing each other. You extend your hand out to play with a button on his shirt, "He's not going to miss me if I'm only gone for a few minutes."
He looks down at you flustered. He moves impossibly closer to you. His hand comes up to cup your face.
"You're playing a dangerous game, Y/n.", he mutters.
"Says the one who plays with fire every day.", you playfully roll your eyes.
Your hands find their place against his chest.
He leans his head down so his forehead is on yours.
"You really want to do this now?", he asks. His lips inching nearer to yours.
You answer by pulling him down to crash his lips onto your own. He pushes you against the lockers.
"Buck.", you gasp when his bulge presses into you.
You pull away from the kiss and look around. Through the two glass walls you can't see anyone.
You slip out from against Buck, grabbing his hand and leading him over to the bench on the other side of the lockers.
You make him sit at the end mostly out of view of everyone else.
You kneel down in front of him undoing the zip of his pants.
You start to palm him through his boxers. You see his breath catch in his throat and feel his dick harden in your hand.
Smirking you take it out of his boxers after looking around one more time for any sign of the team.
You stroke his length a couple of times before taking him into your mouth.
"Fuck- Y/n.", he grunts 'quietly'.
Seeing Buck squirm and struggle to stay quiet you pick up your pace, bobbing your head faster.
He makes a pony tail with your hair, pushing your head up and down his length, thrusting into your mouth.
"God you take me so good.", he moans.
Your eyes water as his tip hits the back of your throat.
You feel him twitch in your mouth signalling he's about to finish.
Buck tilts his head backwards in pleasure, coming undone on your tongue.
You pull away once he's let go of your hair.
He's breathing heavy and while he waits for it to return to normal you tuck him back in his boxers and zipping his pants up.
You both stand up and Buck pulls you close by the waist.
His hand comes up to move hair away from your face and then to swipe away anything from your swollen lips.
His thumb gently pulls down your bottom lip.
"You're so beautiful.", he says pulling you into a kiss.
You giggle into the kiss. "Come on, I gotta get back out there before my dad notices I'm gone."
You check yourself in the mirror that's on the wall.
All set you go back out and rejoin you dad.
"Where have you been?", Bobby asks raising an eyebrow looking up from the food he's making.
"I went to the bathroom.", you casually lie.
"How'd you know where to find it?", he pushes.
"Dad. It's pretty easy to find.", you roll your eyes.
He nods and keeps going with his cooking. Then he takes a double take when he notices your puffy red lips.
Buck walks up the step and into the kitchen/dinning area.
He winks at you just as Chimney and Hen walk in behind him.
Neither of them see Buck wink but look at him and you anyway also joined by Bobby. Cogs ticking in their minds.
Just as Hen and Bobby were about to say something the bell rings.
Saved by the bell.
YOU ARE READING
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FanfictionA collection new and old of 9-1-1 and 9-1-1 Lonestar imagines and smuts. ✧.* Reader insert ✧.* Original book deleted by Wattpad Posted on Tumblr & AO3 ✧.*Tumblr: @1-800-ur-cyber-slxtt ✧.*A03: @1800URCYBERSLXTT