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No Nut November (Buddie Fanfic)

((Based on this prompt by @blurredbuddie))

Buck blamed Albert. It was his fault that he was currently sleeping on the couch rather than his very comfortable bed snuggling up to his very cuddly boyfriend. You see, Albert was going through a nasty breakup and had sworn off sex. Except that wasn’t enough for him. No. The 25-year-old had to rope Buck into his awful plan. It was November and Albert had come across “No Nut November” while browsing Reddit. His curiosity got the best of him and he decided to engage in the ridiculous challenge. He then turned it into a bet with Buck, whose only brain cell wasn’t working at the time and it only heard the part where Albert said, “I will wash your Jeep for a year,” and immediately agreed to the bet. He doesn’t even remember what Albert would get if he won!

But anyway, back to Buck’s current predicament. How did he end up on the couch? Well, he told his boyfriend about the bet, which went about as well as you would expect.

“You what?” Eddie asked after he tried to take their make-out session further and go down on Buck.

“I am abstaining from sex this month,” Buck simply told him with a shrug.

Eddie, who was currently on his knees next to Buck’s junk, narrowed his eyes at him. “And why would you do that?”

Buck dragged the comforter over his legs and slinked back into the bed. “Because I may have made a bet with Albert that I can last through No Nut November longer than him.”

“Not nut what?” Eddie asked, sitting back on his hunches. Buck knew he was trying to suppress his frustration and anger.

“No Nut November. It’s a challenge people engage in during the month of November where they abstain from coming for the entire month,” Buck explained.

“And you two dumbasses couldn’t have participated in Movember for a good cause?” Eddie asked, letting his anger slowly show. “At least that would have been sexy.”

“But-”

“OR you could have even participated in that writing challenge Chris is doing this year!’ Eddie finally blew off his top.

“But then I couldn’t have made a bet with Albert and potentially won a year’s worth of free cleaning for my Jeep.”

“What?!” Eddie practically yelled. “You decided to deprive me of my nine-inch goodness for a whole ass month so that you would get a year’s worth of free car washes?”

“Do you know how expensive car washes are in L.A.?” Buck asked.

“And what does Albert get if he wins?”

Buck blinked at Eddie before shrugging one shoulder. “I don’t remember.”

“You don’t remember?” Eddie repeated after him.

“I don’t remember,” Buck confirmed.

“Get out,” Eddie said bluntly.

Buck balked at him. “What? This is my room,”

“I don’t care,” Eddie replied. “Get out.”

And that’s how Buck ended up on the couch of his own apartment.

Buck thought Eddie would still be mad at him the nextmorning, but then he woke up to the smell of breakfast and coffee. Confused, he went to the kitchen and found Eddie there making pancakes.

“Good morning, babe,” Eddie said without even looking up from the pancakes.

“Morning?” Buck replied, confused.

“Have a seat,” Eddie told him. “Breakfast is just about ready.”

“Eddie, you’re not mad at me anymore?” Buck asked, surprised, as he took a seat at the table.

Eddie brought the breakfast over and then the cups of coffee. Buck couldn’t help but notice he was walking funny. Putting a little too much emphasis on his swaying his hips. And then instead of taking the chair beside Buck, Eddie sat down on his lap and wrapped his arms around Buck’s neck.

“Uh…Eddie?” Buck instinctively wrapped his arms around Eddie’swaist, but he was confused nonetheless. “Why are you sitting on my lap?”

“Can’t a man sit on his boyfriend’s lap when he feels like it?” Eddie asked. His voice was low, but innocent. His actions, however, were anything but innocent. He was currently rubbing his ass against Buck’s clothed dick.

Buck was usually oblivious, but this time, he understood Eddie’s plan fairly quickly. “Eddie,” Buck warned him. “I know what you’re doing.”

“What am I doing?” Eddie looked at him with those big brown eyes of his that would have Buck committing murder.

“You’re trying to get me to lose my bet with Albert.”

A moan escaped Eddie’s lips as he probably felt Buck getting hard in his boxers. “Buck…” His voice was breathless, like Buck was fucking him already.

Buck lost himself in the sounds Eddie was making. His grip tightened on Eddie’s waist and he couldn’t help but thrust his hips against Eddie’s ass. But then he realized what he was doing, and he stood up abruptly, causing Eddie to fall to the floor.

“Buck!” Eddie yelled.

“Sorry, baby, I promise I’ll make it up to you.” With that, he made a run towards the door, grabbing his keys and shoes along the way. When he was safely in his Jeep, Buck realized he had nowhere to go. He had just made a run from his own apartment. But then he remembered he had a gym bag in the back, and thanked whatever god was out there for his laziness.

Buck made his way to the station, where he could shower and get changed into his dirty uniform. He didn’t have his phone on him, which meant he couldn’t even text Eddie and grovel for forgiveness.

When he reached the station, all eyes were on him. Someone even wolf-whistled, as he did a walk of shame through the station, without having actually had sex the previous night.

Bobby was the first one to approach him with a confused look plastered on his face. “Uh, Buck? Why are you parading through my firehouse in your t-shirt and boxers?”

“Long story. You don’t wanna know,” Buck replied tiredly, and hung his head.

“You dropped Eddie on his ass and made a run out of your own apartment?!” Hen’s voice rang through the station.

Buck’s eyes widened, and he immediately shushed her. “Are you trying to embarrass me in front of the entire station?”

“That ship has sailed already.” Hen eyed him from top to bottom and raised an eyebrow.

“What do you mean he dropped Eddie on his- his-”

“It’s okay, Cap, you can say ass.” Hen sympathetically put a hand on Bobby’s shoulder, gaining herself a glare from him. She removed her hand immediately and put it up in surrender. “I don’t know the whole story, but I just got a call from a very pissed-off Eddie telling me that Buck ran out on him.

“Exactly how pissed off was he?” Buck cringed at the thought.

“I said very, didn’t I?” Hen replied. “But I would be too if Karen ran out on me after dropping me on my ass.” With that, she broke out into laughter. “I can only imagine what that scene must have been like.”

“Yes, yes, laugh it up at my misery.” Buck huffed. “I’m gonna go take a shower. And do we have any cereal? I am starving.”

“We have bread, and I can make you some eggs,” Bobby told him.

“He really is your favorite!” Hen accused him. “You never offer to make us eggs when we come to the station hungry.”

“Well, I’m in emotional distress right now,” Buck informed her. “And thanks, Bobby, that will be great.”

“Your boyfriend is the one in emotional distress,” Hen pointed out. “You are in deep shit.”

Buck didn’t need to be reminded of that. He waved her off and hit the showers instead.

Buck was digging into his breakfast when a loud “EVAN BUCKLEY!” reverberated through the station. Oh shit.

Footsteps headed up the stairs, and Buck almost felt his heart leap out of his throat. He abruptly stood up from the chair and put his hands up. “Look, I can explain.”

“Explain how you dropped me on my ass in the middle of your kitchen and then ran out like a coward?”

“Yeahhh… It doesn’t sound so good when you put it like that.” Buck cringed. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He asked with genuine concern in his voice.

“You hurt my pride!” Eddie said dramatically.

“I’m sorry, you were just rubbing yourself on me and I need to abstain and I could-” Buck stopped talking when he realized they were getting an audience. “Hey, folks.” He waved awkwardly. “Maybe give us some privacy?”

“Maybe you should stop talking so loudly where all of us can hear you,” Chimney told them. “And what do you mean you’re trying to abstain? Albert is trying to abstain too. Doing some kinda ridiculous challenge.” Chimney paused and then gave Buck a “Are you serious?” look. “You’re doing the challenge too, aren’t you?”

Eddie crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at Buck. “You wanna tell them or should I?”

“I mean, we really don’t have to tell them,” Buck pointed out.

“Evan here made a bet with Albert about who will last longer without sex during the month of November,” Eddie told them.

There was silence, and then soon laughter rang through the station.

“Are you serious?” Ravi asked. “Is it even possible for you and Albert to go without sex for a day?”

“Hey, I’ve lasted a day so far,” Buck informed him, feeling a little offended.

“Even dumb and dumber would come up with a better plan.” This time, it was Chimney’s turn to tease him.

“How would you even know if Albert’s had sex or how would he know if you have?” Hen was asking the important questions and, truth be told, Buck hadn’t thought of that.

“I guess we’ll just have to believe each other,” Buck replied.

“There’s no honor among thieves,” Hen countered.

“I think it’s a good challenge,” Bobby finally provided his two cents, earning him amused looks from Hen, Chimney, and Ravi, and a glare from Eddie. “I am just saying. It’s probably healthy for both of you.”

“Thank you, Bobby!” Buck said appreciatively. “At least someone gets me.”

“What did you bet on, anyway?” Bobby continued to ask.

Eddie gave Buck an unamused look, who gulped before saying, “If I win, Albert washes my car for a year.”

“Boooooooo!” Hen, Ravi, and Chimney yelled at him and soon he was hit with plastic fruits from the table, as Buck tried to protect himself.

“You couldn’t bet on anything better?” Hen asked.

“Like a new Jeep itself,” Ravi suggested.

“We’re firefighters, not tech moguls,” Buck replied.

Everyone just rolled their eyes at him and walked away.

Once they all disappeared, Eddie came closer to Buck. “So there is no way I can convince you to fuck me?” He asked.

“Right now? I think we’ll both get fired if I do that, baby.” Buck leaned in to kiss him but Eddie turned his head away and the kiss landed on his cheek.

“Hmmm, if you’re not gonna fuck me, then you’re not getting kisses either.”

Buck hated it when Eddie used that sassy voice with him. But it also turned him on. He was not going to last the next 28 days.

Okay, so he lasted 28 days, but he wasn’t so sure when he had 25 days left. Eddie wasn’t letting up. Nope, he was even more determined to make Buck lose the bet. So on November 5, he brought out the big guns.

They were getting ready to go to bed. Eddie was already under the covers when Buck finished his nighttime ritual and came to bed. He wasn’t wearing any t-shirt like he usually wasn’t. It did things to Buck seeing him shirtless, but he controlled himself and got under the covers. Buck leaned over to kiss Eddie, who eagerly returned his kiss before lying down. They got into their usual position, with Eddie facing the window and Buck behind him with his back to the wall. But when Buck’s arm wrapped around Eddie’s waist, his hand brushed against something. Something that definitely didn’t feel like boxers. They were rough and lacey to the touch and Eddie’s hard dick was pressing against it.

“Eddie?” Buck almost choked. “Are you wearing panties?”

“Yes,” Eddie replied like he did this type of thing every day. Like Buck hadn’t begged him to wear the panties for months after he bought them for him. Like he hadn’t shoved them in the back of his dresser, telling Buck that he would never wear them in a million years.

“Why?” Buck couldn’t move his hand. It’s like it was glued to the spot on top of Eddie’s lacey panties.

“Because I felt like it,” Eddie turned around in Buck’s arms and leaned in close to his ear as he added, “...daddy.”

Buck let out a choked sound that he didn’t even realize came out of his own mouth. “What?”

“Daddy,” Eddie innocently said it again.

“Fuck,” Buck groaned and pushed Eddie against the bed and climbed on top of him, as he kissed him, pinning him to the mattress.

Eddie wrapped his legs around Buck and let out a moan into his mouth. Eddie moved his hips against Buck’s as Buck thrust against him. After breaking away from the kiss, Eddie wrapped his arms around Buck’s neck and buried his face in the crook of his neck, “Daddy,” he hoarsely whispered again.

Suddenly, the conversation with Albert rang in his ears, and Buck stopped moving. His hard on started to subside. Because having Albert’s voice ringing in his ears as he was trying to get on with his boyfriend wasn’t exactly an aphrodisiac. Eddie whined under him, and Buck’s attention shifted to him.

Buck pulled away from Eddie and looked down at him. Eddie stared back at him with swollen lips and blown eyes. Shit. Buck was getting hard again.

“I have to go.” Buck scrambled out of bed.

Eddie sat up and looked at him confused. “What?”

“I’m gonna go sleep on the couch,” Buck told him and ran out.

“Buck!” Eddie called out after him, but he didn’t stop as he shut the door, careful not to slam it and wake up Chris.

He half expected Eddie to come after him and demand answers, but he didn’t. It took awhile, but Buck fell asleep on the cold leather couch, freezing his ass off, because he was too scared to go back to the room and get a blanket.

Early the next morning, Buck woke up to find he wasn’t as cold anymore and realized that there was a comforter thrown over him. He smiled and took in Eddie’s smell that still lingered on the comforter, and fell back asleep.

They had 15 days to go in the bet, and Buck was dying and Buck knew so was Eddie. The man was desperately trying to seduce him in every way possible. But Buck was holding out strong.

Albert was visiting today, and he looked as miserable as Buck felt. “Can we call it a truce and end the bet?”

“Oh, hell no,” Buck told him. “I’ve put my relationship on the line for this! I’m seeing it to the end.”

“YOU!” Eddie’s voice rang through the loft as he stormed over to Albert with an accusatory finger pointed in his direction. “I am not a violent man, but you make me want to commit violent acts!”

Buck pulled Eddie back before he could attack Albert. “Babe, you were once part of an illegal fight club. You’re hardly non-violent,” Buck said in his ear, acutely aware that he wasn’t helping the situation.

“Hey, whoa, I just asked Buck to call it a truce and end this thing.” Albert moved back and put up his hands in front of him. “He’s the one who refuses to give up.”

Eddie turned to glare at Buck. “Is that true?”

Buck gave him a sheepish look in return. “I mean, I’ve come so far, baby. I wanna see this thing through.”

“Well, you can sleep on the couch for the rest of you life then,” Eddie huffed and walked away.

“I hate you so much,” Buck told Albert.

The very next day, Eddie took his seduction game up a notch. It was a Thursday, and it was a rare day off for both of them. Buck had spent the night at the Diaz house like he usually did, and he was looking forward to spending some quality time with his boyfriend while Chris was at school. He already knew Eddie was going to pull something, but nothing prepared him for what he actually did.

Buck was in the shower after breakfast and when he came out, he found Eddie suspiciously missing from the house. “Eddie?” Buck called out as he looked for his boyfriend. The front door was slightly open, and Buck became alert. He opened the door and went outside and stopped dead in his tracks on the front porch.

“What the-” His mouth fell open as he watched his boyfriend. His boyfriend, who was currently dressed in low-cut booty shorts that accentuated his gorgeous ass, and a crop top that showed off his delicious abs. If that wasn’t enough, he was currently washing Buck’s jeep. The shirt and booty shorts clung to his skin and the shape of his dick was visible through the shorts, so were his perky nipples through the wet shirt.

When Eddie saw Buck, he wrung the sponge all over him, spilling suds down his chest and inside his shirt.

Buck just stood there with his mouth agape and his dick hard in his sweatpants. Eddie’s display was getting the attention of the neighbors who were currently home: retired folks and stay-at-home parents.

“What are you doing?” Buck asked, going over to him. “It’s cold out here. You’re gonna freeze your nuts off.”

“Well, you wanted someone to wash your Jeep, so I am doing you a service,” Eddie told him.

“In clothes you borrowed from a high school cheerleader?” Buck asked.

Eddie smirked and trailed his index finger down Buck’s chest. “What? You don’t like the outfit?”

“Oh no, I love it.” Buck let out a low growl and dug his fingernails into Eddie’s waist. “I just don’t like others watching you.”

“Jealous of 80-year-olds?” Eddie chuckled.

“80-year-olds have eyes too and they sure like to stare,” Buck told him. He put his hands under Eddie’s ass and lifted him, throwing him over his shoulder before carrying him back into the house. “No one gets to see you like this but me.”

Buck carried him to the bedroom and threw him down on the bed before climbing on top of him after taking off his t-shirt and sweatpants. Eddie stared at his naked body and licked his lips. Buck captured Eddie’s lips in a kiss as his hand slipped into Eddie’s shorts, making Eddie gasp. “What about the bet?” He asked.

“Screw the bet,” Buck replied and kissed him again.

And if Albert had called him the previous night to tell him he had given into his desires and picked up a woman at the bar and taken her home, then Eddie didn’t need to know that. He just needed to know that he had successfully made Buck lose his bet.

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