Song: The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived by Taylor Swift
Very long chapter with Buddie Sex, Big Reveals, Maddie and Buck, and Bathena content, so I hope you're ready for it!
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Eddie Diaz
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I wake up to the sound of Buck doing sit ups on the floor. At one in the morning."What the hell are you doing, Buck?" I ask groggily and he stops, looking up to me. He stands and takes his shirt off, throwing it to the side. He crawls onto the bed and leans over me.
"Sorry for waking you." He leans in and our lips press together in a slow, sleepy kiss, "Just thought if I went to the living room, I'd accidentally wake up Chris."
I shake my head and he stands up, completely stripping down to his boxers. He's covered in a thin sheet of sweat, it's across his broad chest and soaks the small patches of hair.
"You have no business being so hot, Evan Buckley." I tell him and he smile bashfully, going to the dresser and taking out new clothes from the bottom drawer that has very quickly become his.
"Shower?"
He nods and I throw back the covers, rising and approaching him from across the room, I take his waist in my hands and his breath catches quietly.
"Let me calm you down." I tell him and he freezes. I can feel him harden under the thin material of his boxers. I strip them off as I move to my knees and bring his cock to my mouth, tasting the sweat and lingering musk lingering, but indulging myself in his taste.
He lets out a quiet moan as he moves his hand to my hair, grabbing strands of it for control.
"Close your eyes, Buck."
He nods and tips his head back, closing his eyes, and I take two fingers and press them into the sensitive spot between his balls and taint. I move upward and slide two fingers into him.
He lets out a sharp groan and I back up, looking up to him and shushing him in a low voice.
I move my fingers back and forth while my hand wraps around him and begins to stroke his sensitive skin. He's thick and pulsing in my hand, his tip is growing harder and more sensitive and I rest my thumb against the slit.
"Don't come." I tell him. I know his body well enough to know that he's getting way too close to his climax, "Not yet, baby."
I continue with both hands and I move up to his waist line, kissing his skin and the hard bond beneath it. I leave a bite mark just above his hip, almost drawing blood, and he lets out a silent moan. I love how reactive he is to my touch.
"Don't come, Evan." I put emphasis on using his first name, knowing it'll make him squirm, and it does.
I move down to his thigh and suck and kiss at the skin, then down his knee and further to the floor.
Every inch of him is mine and only mine. No one else's.
I withdrawal my hands from his most sensitive spots and he opens his eyes, going to grab his cock as I lift his foot into my hand. Quickly, I stand and grab his face in my hands, kissing him deeply, "No. You just watch. I'll tell you when you're allowed to come."
He nods quickly and I resume my position on the floor, he sits on the bed and lifts it up for me, putting it directly into my hands and watching my breathlessly as I drag my tongue across the sweaty skin, then, one at a time, bring a toe to my lips, kissing them each.
"You deserve everything, Buck. You deserve to be taken care of." I tell him and continue at his legs, nipping at the skin and the hair lining them.
"Eddie, I need to. I need-" He says and before he can finish, I bring his cock into my mouth, sucking at him hungrily and drawing him back as far as I can. Before I can even move back to continue sucking, he releases.
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