A collection new and old of 9-1-1 and 9-1-1 Lonestar imagines and smuts.
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𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: another hook up leaves the reader hurt again, he'll never treat her right but maybe his bestfriend will.
𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 1.4k
𝒂𝒐𝟑/𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒍𝒆: 𝜗𝜚If Not You, Him𝜗𝜚
𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: asshole Eddie Diaz, !!SMUT!!, rough sex, no aftercare, toxic fwb type relationship, unrequited feelings, lowkey seems a bit like Buck's being used, !!not a Buddie x reader fic!!
𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔: ending could be better
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The sun warmed my body, a cool breeze blowing my hair ever so lightly. I stood between my step mother Athena, May and Maddie who had a distracted Jee-Yun on her hip. We sipped on our cold drinks and chatted, enjoying another 118 family barbecue.
I could feel his gaze burning into me, my suspicion confirmed when I turned my head to see Eddie sitting in a chair with his eyes glued on me, beer in hand and legs spread wide. Heat rose to my cheeks and pooled in my abdomen. He knew exactly what he was doing to me.
I send him a knowing look and a quick head tilt motioning to inside, a pang of guilt tugging at me as I did so. He nodded his head discreetly so only I knew he understood and he turned back into his conversation with Buck, Bobby and Chim.
I made my way inside the house and waited in the bathroom, using the time to fix my hair despite the fact it would undoubtedly be made into a mess again.
A knock finally came at the door. When I opened it his hands and lips were on mine in an instant, groping at my body with a hot need. Desperate and animalistic he pushed my body flush against his and backed us up to the bathroom counter. The evident bulge in his pants rubbing against the fabric covering my skin.
My fingers tangled into his dark hair, lips fighting against his. I could still taste the beer that he'd been drinking with my father on his tongue. His stubble grazed my chin as our faces moved against one another.
His fingers trail up my thighs, lifting my short sundress higher up my hips to slowly reveal the lace panties beneath. He hooks a finger in each side and yanks them down, I step out of them obediently, my lips barely leaving his.
Eddie's kisses trail down my jaw and neck, stopping to lick a stripe along my exposed collarbone. Soft whimpers leave my reddened lips, begging for him.
We both knew we had to be fast and quiet, the thrill adding to the wet heat pooling between my legs. He doesn't bother ridding me of my dress, instead pulling the straps off my shoulders and the bust down enough for my bare tits to spill out. The black of his pupils grow as he basks in the sight before him.
