Author: Keira Marcos
Prompt: Competence (Trope Bingo 2020)
Relationship: Evan Buckley/Eddie Diaz
Genre: PWP, First Time
Warnings: Explicit sex, Explicit language, Grammarly Beta
Author’s Note: Eddie asked for a divorce the day he met with Shannon at the school, so changes rippled out from that event. This fic is set before the serial bomber situation in canon.
Word Count: 1910
Summary: Evan Buckley is just really good at stuff. It drives Eddie crazy.
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“You okay?” Buck questioned.
“Fine,” Eddie said and shut the door. He flicked the lock into place and rubbed the back of his neck. “Chris is spending the night with his mom. He texted me good night, all casual and shit. She’s irritated that I gave him a cell phone, but I told her that she doesn’t get to make parental decisions. It was clear in the divorce she didn’t want that responsibility. She doesn’t even have court-ordered visitation.” He frowned. “You know all of that.”
“Yeah,” Buck said in agreement. “He’s spent the night away from home before.”
“Yeah, with people I trust,” Eddie muttered. “That’s not fair, I know. She’s trying hard, and I’m just being kind of unreasonable about it. I did tell her that she wasn’t allowed to take his phone from him, and if she does that, all future visitation will be supervised. She asked to go with us to see Santa next week, but I told her I already had plans with you to do that.”
“Reasonable boundary concerning the phone,” Buck said. “He needs the security of the phone, so I hope she doesn’t make a mistake.”
“Yeah,” Eddie said and took a deep breath. “I…”
“You’re clearly not okay,” Buck pointed out. “How can I help?”
Eddie figured he could answer that question in a dozen profane ways, and every single one of them would be the damn truth. He didn’t want to be one of those people who used Buck, so he’d been keeping his attraction to himself for a while. But he was divorced, and now there was nothing really stopping him from making the play he’d wanted to make since he set eyes on Buck.
He’d had a few hookups since Shannon left him, but a real relationship seemed impossible while he was still legally married. Since having Evan Buckley once would’ve never been enough for Eddie, he’d just tried to be as content as possible with the man’s friendship.
“We could go out,” Buck suggested.
Eddie was absolutely certain that he couldn’t go out to a bar and watch Buck collect phone numbers. Sure, he could probably collect his share of numbers, but he didn’t want to fuck strangers anymore. He wondered where Buck was on that particular subject. He knew that his friend could get laid easily on practically any given day. It was deeply annoying, but Eddie didn’t begrudge Buck the way some of the others did at the station. Some people seemed to take a personal offense to the fact that Buck was attractive and had what Eddie considered to be a healthy sex drive.
“We could play some PS4.”
“We could fuck.”
Eddie’s mouth dropped open as he turned to stare at his friend. “What…?”
Buck raised an eyebrow. “I mean, you’ve been looking at me lately like you want me, and I’m not opposed to it, in the least. It was a little surprising, at first, because I thought I just wasn’t your type. So, I’ve been keeping my hands to myself, which has been hard because you’re…all that I want. I’ve been struggling with it for a while. Then I thought you might have been warned off of me—a few of those assholes at work like to act like I use people for sex…”
Eddie took a deep breath. “I heard that a few times, but I never really bought it. You’re excessively honest with the people you have sex with. I’ve also seen you turn down people in bars because they appeared to want more than you were willing to give.” He leaned on the kitchen counter and took a deep breath. “I…yeah. I want you, of course. I mean—I didn’t even consider taking Shannon back because the first thing I thought when I saw her again after so long was that I could finally ask for a divorce, so I could have you without being fucking shady about it.”
Buck moved into his space, brushed his lips along Eddie’s jaw, and curled one hand around a hip to keep him in place. “Did you invite me over here so you could fuck me?”
Eddie flushed and inhaled sharply. “I…I mean…not exactly. I was just thinking about you and the great job you did on that last call. You’re just very good on the job, and it’s hard to ignore sometimes.”
“Competence turns you on?” Buck questioned. “I’m not at all surprised by that.”
“I just wanted to see you. I always want to be with you,” he confessed. “And I know how crazy that sounds.”
“We can be crazy together,” Buck murmured. “We should start this the right way.”
Eddie almost frowned because while he hadn’t called Buck over with the explicit desire to get laid, sex seemed to be on the table before, and he wanted it. “What’s the right way?”
“I just need you to be honest with me about what you want,” Buck said. “Is this just a physical thing? Because I think that would damage our friendship in the long-term, and I’m not really on board with that no matter how much I want you.”
“No, I…I’d have already gotten it out of my system if it was just sex.”
“Same,” Buck admitted. “Well, I’d have probably gone out and found as many guys as I could that reminded me of you and fucked them.”
Eddie huffed. “That kind of irritates the hell out of me. Did you try?”
Buck laughed. “No, I don’t want to get over you.” He brushed their mouths together in a soft, sweet kiss.
“Are you trying to seduce or ease me into this? Because I’ve been with men before, I’m not going to have some weird freak out on you,” Eddie said.
“You don’t need to be seduced,” Buck murmured and ran his fingers carefully downward then over Eddie’s cock, which was pressing hard against his zipper. “Tell me what you want.”
“And you’ll just give it to me?” Eddie questioned.
“If it’s safe,” Buck said and unbuckled Eddie’s belt. He pulled the leather free as they both started moving toward the bedroom.
“I want you to fuck me,” Eddie confessed as he pulled off his shirt and tossed it away. He flushed when Buck’s eyes widened slightly. “Is that okay?”
“Yeah, of course,” he murmured. “Just a little surprised—you’re big on being in control of practically every single situation.”
Eddie took off his jeans and boxers then spread himself out on the bed without explaining himself.
Buck stared for a long moment; his eyes darkened, and he wet his lips.
“Come here and give me what I want,” Eddie demanded roughly, and Buck offered him a quick grin in response.
He grabbed the lube and a strip of condoms from the nightstand as Buck finished undressing. Eddie’s mouth got a little dry as he watched Buck work his cock free from his fitted boxers. He’d freely admit he’d had expectations when it came to going to bed with Evan Buckley, and a big cock featured prominently. Eddie wasn’t disappointed. He spread his legs as Buck joined him on the bed.
“Do you want on your knees or on your back?” Buck questioned as he stopped to press a soft, open-mouthed kiss on his inner thigh.
Eddie shuddered and spread his legs wider as Buck trailed his mouth down his thigh then licked up the length of his cock. “Just…god, Buck, just have me.”
It was like a flip switched, and Eddie barely had time to take a deep breath before he was turned over on his stomach and pulled to his knees. Big, strong hands stroked down his back, and Eddie couldn’t help but arch into Buck’s firm, possessive touch. His breath hitched, and he swallowed around his shock as Buck spread his ass open and a warm, wet tongue pressed against his hole. No one had ever rimmed him before, and it was so good that he got lost in it.
By the time Buck was pressing thick, slick fingers into his asshole Eddie had already come. He’d have been embarrassed by it if he wasn’t getting hard again quickly. Buck prodded him gently back onto his back, and Eddie took a deep breath as his new lover took in the mess he’d made of himself and the sheets.
Buck hummed under his breath, rolled on a condom, and slicked it up with ease. “You’re so pretty like this.”
Eddie tried to ignore the way his cheeks grew hot as Buck moved over him, positioned his cock, and slid right in. The penetration was a slick, hot burn that he hadn’t had in years, and it was perfect. He’d known, of course, that sex with Buck was going to be perfect. Eddie braced his feet rolled his hips up into each full-bodied thrust of Buck’s body, and everything else sort of fell away. He came again, messily against his own stomach, but urged Buck to keep moving until he was grinding their bodies together and coming with a shuddery moan.
Silence settled between them; the air around them was thick with the scents of sex and sweat. Eddie barely refrained from protesting when Buck pulled carefully from his body and left the bed. After a few moments, Eddie got up long enough to pull the flat sheet across the mattress to give them a cleaner surface to lay on.
Eddie dropped back down onto the mattress as Buck left the en suite with a washcloth. He’d expected to be given the cloth, but Buck sat down on the edge of the mattress and cleaned him with deft but tender movements. It was the same kind of quiet and sure competence he brought to the job. Eddie grabbed the blanket and pulled it up as Buck returned the cloth to the bathroom. Briefly, he wondered if he was going to have to tell Buck that he should stay, but the other man slid under the blanket easily and turned on his side to stare at Eddie.
“I love you,” Eddie murmured. “A lot.”
“As it happens, I also love you a lot,” Buck murmured. He touched Eddie’s face gently with his fingertips. “Was that what you wanted?” He rubbed a thumb over Eddie’s bottom lip.
“You’re what I want. Was it…what you wanted?”
Buck grinned. “You let me make all the decisions, so yeah, I got exactly what I wanted.” He wet his lips. “I’ve wanted to eat you out since I set eyes on you.”
Eddie felt his face heat. “I’ve never…that was…” He exhaled and huffed when Buck laughed. “We’re going to do this, right?”
“We’re going to own this,” Buck promised. “I have your back.”
“And I’ve got yours,” Eddie said.
“You’re not an exclusive bottom, right?” Buck questioned and glanced his way.
Eddie responded by sliding right on top of Buck. “Not remotely.”
“Thank fuck,” Buck muttered against his mouth.
Additionally, yes, I did name this fic after the Christina Aguilera song.