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Fill Me Up, I Wanna Feel Your Warmth
Pairings: Bitty/Jack, Bitty/everyone
Tags: Public Sex, Piss Enema, Watersports, Objectification, human urinal, pissing inside, Butt Plugs, slight piss drinking
I've been obsessed with nonnymouse's fic for years so I wrote a sequel <3
They set up a couple of rules. Bitty forbids them from using Crisco as lube ever again and Johnson buys him a butt plug and water-based lube.
But that is just the beginning.
For Bitty it’s easy to slip into a routine. Ever since he joined the team he’s been so terrified of being checked that it has rendered him useless as a player. He's so tired of disappointing everyone. Especially Jack. What's the point of joining a hockey team if he can't take a check?
Now he has a purpose, he’s useful, the frogs smile when they see him and he never felt so cherished in his life. He got what he wanted, access to Betsy, and what he didn’t know he needed, being the frogs' urinal. This is the calmest he’s ever felt in his life. He feels so centered, so sure of his place in the world.
The first few weeks were a bit of a trial and error but now they’ve all fallen into an easy routine. During the day, when he’s not in class or practice, he spends his time at the Haus. He bakes, he does his homework, and he is used by his teammates.
Not a single one of them opted out, something that fills Bitty with a weird sense of pride. They've all transitioned to using Bitty instead of the toilet upstairs. If more than one needs to use him at the same time, well, Bitty has more than one hole.
The first time wasn't very pleasant, the taste is not his favorite, but when he just focused on how much the others needed him, how good it felt to be useful, it was easy to slip into it. And in the end, the warm feeling he's fallen in love with when they fill him up from the other end is still there. It's just another way to feel full, and there's nothing Bitty likes more than feeling full.
He prefers it when they go in his ass, though. Johnson was so right when he said they needed to get him a butt plug. Without it, Bitty would've never discovered the joy of feeling his belly expand with the amount of liquid he's holding inside. The way he can feel it slosh around, the way some of the guys hold his belly as they pee inside him... it’s so warm, so good. So comforting to hold it until he can’t take any more.
The cramps he gets sometimes hurt, he's not going to lie about that, but it's all worth it for what he gets in return. And he can always just ride his plug until he comes to make them go away.
TBC ~
#this is both a teaser and a way to motivate myself to finish it#my fic#check please!#eric bittle#jack zimmermann#check please fanfic#watersports
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What I'm working on right now (sneak peek):
Hold me, Love
Shannon/Eddie/Buck, rating E probably
When Eddie reached out to Shannon for help in getting Chris into a new school, he never imagined he would end up in a kinky three-way relationship with his estranged wife and his new best friend.
Or, Eddie finds out his best friend fucked his wife when they were separated and is blindsided by how much it turns him on.
(let's gooooooo)
It starts like this: the 118 is doing a toy drive and Eddie has been ignoring his wife’s calls.
Actually, it starts like this: Eddie is working when he lifts his eyes and sees his wife in front of him, but before he can even open his mouth to ask her what she's doing at his place of work, a voice calls from somewhere to his right. "Shannon?"
Shannon turns to see who called her name and Eddie stands there and watches with morbid fascination as his wife’s eyes widen in shock and surprise before her cheeks flush red and she stutters out “B-Buck! Uh- hi…”
Eddie can only blink as Buck leans over the table with a flirtatious smile and says easily, “Hi.”
He doesn't need to be an expert in body language to understand what's going on. It's clear from the nervous glance Shannon throws in his direction and the way Buck's posture relaxes as he starts making small talk with her, turning up the charm like he does when he's flirting.
Yeah, he got it. He's just having a little trouble believing it.
And he's not the only one who did, because he notices Chimney shaking his head with an eye roll as he fills another cup of hot cocoa for the next person in line. But Chimney thinks this is just another one of Buck's conquests. He doesn't know that this is Eddie's wife.
“So, you came here to donate that?” Buck asks, pointing at the toy firetruck she’s holding in her hands. "The kids are going to love it."
Shannon nods, glancing quickly at Eddie again before turning back to Buck, saying, “And to talk to Eddie.”
Buck's brows lift in surprise and glances between them with curiosity. "You two know each other?”
And finally, finally, Eddie’s tongue unsticks itself from the roof of his mouth and he manages to say, “We're married.”
As if in slow motion, he watches as Buck’s eyes flick between Eddie and Shannon, his expression shifting from surprise to horror to panic and thinks, Yup. You slept with my wife, buddy.
"Shannon is Christopher's mom." Eddie clarifies further but Buck seems to be frozen now, horrified by the realization that he fucked his best friend's wife and was just flirting with her in front of him.
“Holy shit.” Chimney says from between them, and Eddie has to agree. Holy shit indeed, because he has no idea what to do now. His heart is beating a mile a minute and he's very deliberately trying not to think about the fact that it's not anger or betrayal he's feeling, but something closer to confused arousal. Why the fuck is he getting turned on by thinking about his best friend fucking his wife?? What the hell is wrong with him?
"Eddie..." Shannon starts, and Eddie just blurts out what he was going to say before this whole thing started.
"What are you doing here?"
Shannon takes a deep breath, seemingly deciding to ignore what just happened too, and says, "You won't answer my texts or return my calls."
Eddie gives her a strained smile and reaches around her to accept another toy. "This is not the place."
"Maybe it's the perfect place," Shannon argues. "because we can have a conversation that doesn't end up with us in bed."
Eddie's chin drops slightly and he stares at Shannon, her words leaving him speechless for a few seconds.
"Follow me." he ends up saying, ignoring Chimney's excited muttering and Buck's very loud silence, and leads Shannon to the locker room where they can have some privacy.
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What I'm working on right now (sneak peek):
Hold me, Love
Shannon/Eddie/Buck, rating E probably
When Eddie reached out to Shannon for help in getting Chris into a new school, he never imagined he would end up in a kinky three-way relationship with his estranged wife and his new best friend.
Or, Eddie finds out his best friend fucked his wife when they were separated and is blindsided by how much it turns him on.
(let's gooooooo)
It starts like this: the 118 is doing a toy drive and Eddie has been ignoring his wife’s calls.
Actually, it starts like this: Eddie is working when he lifts his eyes and sees his wife in front of him, but before he can even open his mouth to ask her what she's doing at his place of work, a voice calls from somewhere to his right. "Shannon?"
Shannon turns to see who called her name and Eddie stands there and watches with morbid fascination as his wife’s eyes widen in shock and surprise before her cheeks flush red and she stutters out “B-Buck! Uh- hi…”
Eddie can only blink as Buck leans over the table with a flirtatious smile and says easily, “Hi.”
He doesn't need to be an expert in body language to understand what's going on. It's clear from the nervous glance Shannon throws in his direction and the way Buck's posture relaxes as he starts making small talk with her, turning up the charm like he does when he's flirting.
Yeah, he got it. He's just having a little trouble believing it.
And he's not the only one who did, because he notices Chimney shaking his head with an eye roll as he fills another cup of hot cocoa for the next person in line. But Chimney thinks this is just another one of Buck's conquests. He doesn't know that this is Eddie's wife.
“So, you came here to donate that?” Buck asks, pointing at the toy firetruck in her hands. "The kids are going to love it."
Shannon nods, glancing quickly at Eddie again before turning back to Buck, saying, “And to talk to Eddie.”
Buck's brows lift in surprise and glances between them with curiosity. "You two know each other?”
And finally, finally, Eddie’s tongue unsticks itself from the roof of his mouth and he manages to say, “We're married.”
As if in slow motion, he watches as Buck’s eyes flick between Eddie and Shannon, his expression shifting from surprise to horror to panic and thinks, Yup. You slept with my wife, buddy.
"Shannon is Christopher's mom." Eddie clarifies further but Buck seems to be frozen now, horrified by the realization that he fucked his best friend's wife and was just flirting with her in front of him.
“Holy shit.” Chimney says from between them, and Eddie has to agree. Holy shit indeed, because he has no idea what to do now. His heart is beating a mile a minute and he's very deliberately trying not to think about the fact that it's not anger or betrayal he's feeling, but something closer to confused arousal. Why the fuck is he getting turned on by thinking about his best friend fucking his wife?? What the hell is wrong with him?
"Eddie..." Shannon starts, and Eddie just blurts out what he was going to say before this whole thing started.
"What are you doing here?"
Shannon takes a deep breath, seemingly deciding to ignore what just happened too, and says, "You won't answer my texts or return my calls."
Eddie gives her a strained smile and reaches around her to accept another toy. "This is not the place."
"Maybe it's the perfect place," Shannon argues. "because we can have a conversation that doesn't end up with us in bed."
Eddie's chin drops slightly and he stares at Shannon, her words leaving him speechless for a few seconds.
"Follow me." he ends up saying, ignoring Chimney's excited muttering and Buck's very loud silence, and leads Shannon to the locker room where they can have some privacy.
#here we go y'all#im so excited for this one#Eddie is in for the ride of his life#eddie diaz#shannon diaz#evan buckley#buddie#buddie fic#911onfox#911#my fic
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Fandoms: Voltron, 9-1-1, Suits, Hawaii 5-0, Teen Wolf, All for the Game, Check Please!, My Hero Academia, Hunter x Hunter, Smosh, MCU, Kinnporsche and other Thai and Korean BLs, white collar, the Witcher, the old guard, killing eve… you name it, if it’s on tv I’ve probably watched it lol
Yes: F/F, F/M, M/M, watersports, public sex, lingerie, breeding, object insertion, feminization, public masturbation, knotting, desperation, dacryphilia, nursing kink, mommy and daddy kink, choking, butt plugs and sex toys in general, fisting, anal gaping, come eating, felching, pegging, face-sitting, squirting, voyeurism, exhibitionism, come inflation, cuckolding, somnophilia, face fucking, fucking machines, gangbang, orgy, threesomes, size kink, enemas, sounding, urethra play, I mean go wild this is just what I could think of
No and non-negotiable: underage/shota, scat, farts, vomit, amputation/permanent body damage, vore
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