#bucktommy smut

[wikiangela]

knee-deep in the backseat (and you're eating me out)

8x06 fix it + car sex

rating: E words: 8.6k summary: Buck and Tommy's six month anniversary dinner ends with them getting busy in the backseat of Tommy's car.

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“Deal.” Tommy grins, that crinkly smile making Buck’s heart swell. God, he- he adores him. “No, for real, I had a great time tonight, sweetheart. And I have a feeling the night is about to get even better.” Tommy says, pulling at Buck’s hand to bring him closer, stopping them to press a kiss to his lips, just a few steps away from the car. “Oh, yeah?” Buck smiles, eyes scanning Tommy’s face, the hunger and desire clear as day, and perfectly mirroring the way Buck feels. He should’ve cooked for Tommy, actually. They should’ve stayed in, and had a shorter distance to the bedroom. Or just… no audience to do everything he wants to do all over his loft, or Tommy’s house. But, well, he wanted to take his man out, to the place where he screwed up their first date and make a better memory there, and to properly celebrate him and their relationship, so now he has to be patient… or does he? “Mhm. I think I was promised a gift? And something about opening me up?” He says, tone of voice like he’s not sure he’s remembering correctly. Buck laughs, his free hand sliding over to Tommy’s ass and giving it a squeeze. “Well, I’m a man of my word.” He says as he leans in, kissing Tommy again, this time deeper and longer, pressing his whole body against Tommy’s, just wanting, needing to be closer. He can already feel his dick hardening, eager for some fun with his boyfriend. “Then let’s go, baby.” Tommy whispers into his lips, trying to pull away, but Buck pulls him in for another biting kiss, pulling at his lower lip, licking into his mouth. “Evan.” Tommy chuckles, then a muffled moan escapes him when Buck grinds his hips against Tommy’s, their clothed cocks already hardening, anticipating a great continuation of the evening. “What? God, I can’t get enough of you.” He sighs into another kiss. Tommy eagerly kisses back for just a moment, before breaking the kiss. Buck tries his best not to pout. “We’re still in public.”  “So what?” Buck whines, and Tommy laughs breathlessly again. “What if I can’t wait until we get home?” He starts walking, pushing Tommy backwards, until his back hits the passenger door of the car. “What if I feel like I’m gonna die if I don’t get your dick in my mouth right the fuck now?” “Jesus Christ.” Tommy closes his eyes, tilts his head back, takes a few deep breaths to compose himself. As if Buck’s gonna let him.

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[repressedqueen]

Imagine, if you will. It is a hot summer day, but still early enough in the morning that the weather isn't insufferable...yet. Buck wakes up, makes his way down the loft stairs, and out to his balcony to see the best sight that has ever laid before him in his life.

Oh wow... I just woke up to this sight so I would say it's dreamy 😍😍🔥

Buck would grin, caress his back fondly, leave a soft kiss on his shoulder blade and then kick him back on the apartment for wild morning sex. 😅

and Tommy would think to himself mission accomplished...

(edit: there is a fic about this now!)

[flavored-soda]

BuckTommy/Kinley/Tevan Headcanons because the brainrot is real

Rating: Explicit (18+ minors dni)

One thing I gotta get out of the way is that Buck was a sex addict at one point. He’s not a newbie to the BDSM/kink scene and he’s certainly not a virgin. He may not know every little thing about gay sex but he’s not clueless.

Ok, so now that that's out of the way:

Buck bottoms majority of the time. Their first time, Tommy bottomed, and while it was great and amazing, once he tried it for the first time, he found he preferred it over topping.

Tommy has a major Daddy kink. He brought it up ONE TIME, once, and Buck has not forgotten. He waits for the perfect opportunities to use and abuse the kink in his favor.

Which brings to my next point: Buck is a brat.

One of Buck's favorite things about sex before Tommy was getting to eat his partner's out. He loved having his mouth on them and being able to reduce them to squirming messes with only his mouth. It's no different now that he's with Tommy. He loves sucking him off. He even ate out Tommy one time and he found it to be a religious experience.

Toys on toys on toys on toys. Buck has always been one experimental and kinky motherfucker. That didn't change with Tommy.

Tommy is a soft dom all the way. He can be mean but he has to be in the right headspace and often takes some planning on both their parts.

When Tommy is mean, he is mean. He'll never admit it, but he's a little bit of a sadist, and watching his boyfriend squirm and shake from dry orgasm after dry orgasm or being edged for hours really does it for him.

Buck loves himself some impact play. The flogger that Tommy surprised him with one night is his favorite. He finds himself begging for Tommy to use it on him almost every scene.

They end up having more vanilla-love-making sessions than anything. Sometimes, they can weeks to a month without their schedules truly lining up to spend time together probably, so they cherish when they can. The intimacy of just being in each other's space, being able to be so close with the other and holding each other means more to them than any kind of hot and kinky scene.

Aftercare (because it is very very important people!!!):

It depends on the type of scene what aftercare each of them need: Tommy usually always needs cuddles. He likes being the big spoon and running his hands over Buck's body, placing soft kisses where he can. He's checking his handiwork while also checking to making sure the younger is okay. If he can't have cuddles, he'll settle for holding hands, he just needs to be touching Buck in some way.

Buck is typically always down for cuddles and kisses, especially after particularly rough scenes. Praise and words of affirmation are another big thing on his aftercare list and Tommy is always happy to provide.

There are times when both men need something different. Sometimes, Tommy, who is normally the talkative one, goes silent and needs that silence. When he gets like this, Buck will usually pull the older man on top of his chest, letting Tommy's head rest right over his heart as he combs his fingers through the older's hair. He'll give him a kiss or two every once and a while until they fall asleep.

After particularly hardcore scenes, Buck will need a minute or two to come back to earth (especially when he first starting subbing for Tommy.) During this time, Tommy cleans him up, gets him water, maybe a snack, and lays next to him, running his hands through the younger's hair and down his cheek. When Buck comes back to himself, it can be a lot. Often times he needs lots of praise and reassurance and skin to skin contact. But there are times that Buck needs one of his boyfriend's hoodies, a movie or show in the background, and the most contact being one of Tommy's hands on his thigh or around his shoulders. He'll always fall asleep with the hoodie on only to wake up later, complain about how hot it is, and press his newly naked torso to his boyfriend's.

When the aftercare continues into the morning, whoever wakes up first either cooks breakfast or orders food (it's usually Tommy waking up first, years out of the military and he still can't break some of the habits.) The day is usually a lazy one, spent in little to no clothes or only each other's clothes. The farthest they'll go is lazy makeout sessions. Except for that one time that Buck had ever so desperately begged to give Tommy a blowjob, only to nearly fall asleep with Tommy's cock in his mouth, his head resting against the older man's thigh. Needless to say, cockwarming become a regular thing after that.

Bonus:

Tommy has been out of practice for a long while, at least a couple of years. He was just as nervous their first time as Buck was.

Buck still is recovering from his Buck 1.0 days. It's something that Tommy notices and helps him through by getting Buck into sex therapy (with a therapist who isn't going to take advantage of him) and will come to sessions when asked.

feel free to come scream at me in my asks about these :D

[aesthetictarlos]

Don't have to be shy, say how bad you want me

written for @bucktommykinkweek day six: rimming

Rating: E

Words count: 1924

Tags: rimming, blowjobs, coming untouched

Summary:

Buck gulps at the sight, all his blood rushing south as he takes in the perfect slope of Tommy’s ass and the extremely sexy dimples of Venus standing out just above. Suddenly, all he can think about is that he wants to smash his face right there between his ass cheeks and make him see stars. “Don’t bother with wearing clothes,” he rasps, barely containing his excitement. “Come here.” - or, the one where Buck gives Tommy a rimjob for the first time.

[weewookinard]

I Feel A Ruch In My Bones (explicit)

Hi everyone ❤️ i hope you are all doing okay!

I woke up today at 6am with the need to write my first smut ever. It's a fic about Evan and Tommy's first time, inspired by my own first-time. ❤️

You can find my work on AO3

Excerpt:

The room is bathed in darkness and he thinks for a moment that it's better this way. That the light would make the moment too real and might well frighten Evan. He knows, Tommy, that his boyfriend has already had many sexual relationships, many partners with whom he has indulged in many practices. Evan is far from an unspoiled virgin. But there's the pressure of penetration that Tommy refuses to impose. The act can be impressive, even with practice. But Evan redistributes the cards when he turns on the bedroom light, gazing into Tommy's eyes as he removes his polo shirt. A lump forms in the man's throat, but he manages to swallow it quickly, to regain some of his composure. This isn't the first time he's seen Evan shirtless, he shouldn't feel so self-conscious about his desire. “Fuck.” is the word that escapes him in spite of everything, which provokes a laugh from the fireman watching him, a few steps away, and raises an eyebrow. He waits, the younger man, and Tommy finally gives him what he asks for by taking off his top in turn. “I can't believe how gorgeous you are to me. How did I miss such a vision all my life?” He's sincere, Evan, and you can see it in his gaze as it sweeps across Tommy's chest, feeding on the pink nipples, the masculine chest hair and the perfect shape of his pecs. A look that amuses his boyfriend, who's quite proud of the effect it's having on him. Tommy takes a step closer, still too far for their bodies to touch, yet close enough for the warmth of their skin to be felt. “I'm supposed to be the charmer between the two of us.”

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[anna-hawk]

Dating Tommy 101

Evan "Buck" Buckley x Tommy Kinard

Summary: After weeks of Tommy not taking things further than kissing for what Buck supposes to be for his sake, Buck is finally done waiting. He needs to show Tommy that he wants more.

WC: 2,2k

CW: Explicit 🔞, PWP, hand jobs, couch sex, fluff and smut

A/N: After a couple of weeks of doing a marathon rewatch of s1 to s4 and finally reaching s7, it's no surprise that I came out as obsessed as before with Buddie, but also BuckTommy. This ship just grabbed me by the heart and wouldn't let go. It's been a while since I've fallen so hard for a ship and wanting to write for it.

Also on AO3

After all these years of hook-ups before switching to actual dating, Buck thought that he knew how a good date should go. The classics always worked: a restaurant followed by a movie — or the other way around — which would end in a good making out session. If not more.

It turned out that with Tommy, it wasn’t that easy. Not that dating Tommy was complicated as such, because it actually wasn’t, but Buck found it harder to find his rhythm. Their first date had started like any of Buck’s dates with women, and while they’d had fun at the restaurant, Buck had been the one to ruin things by freaking out when Eddie and Marisol had unexpectedly shown up. However, in the following weeks after clearing things up and hanging out again, Buck still didn’t know what he should or shouldn’t expect during their dates. Especially because at the end of each date, Tommy either left Buck’s apartment, or Buck left Tommy’s after a round of goodbye kisses. Intense kisses, but that was it. They had also finally gone to the movies, and while they’d had their heads together as they talked, and their fingers had linked with each other, Tommy hadn’t moved faster than giving Buck a few languid kisses. Kisses that had Buck leaning in for more, but unable to ask for it.

To say that it was driving Buck crazy would have been an understatement. He would have guessed that dating a man would be easier than dating a woman because men understood each other, right? Wrong. He’d made it clear to Tommy that he wasn’t afraid of being out in public with him. After all, how could he be, with the general warm reaction that the 118 had had at the revelation that he and Tommy were a thing? And he’d also thought that he’d made it obvious that he wanted more. Kissing Tommy in the middle of the ER entrance had felt incredibly exhilarating, and he hadn’t been able to, nor had he wanted to, hide just how much he had wanted Tommy then. Yet still Tommy, despite his flirting and innuendos that had left Buck flushed and definitely aroused more than once, didn’t push for more. Buck wasn’t known for his patience, but he also didn’t want to, as his friends liked to call it, buck things up again, so he didn’t push either.

Now, though, after weeks of dates here and there whenever their schedules allowed it, and long kisses that should never end the way they did, Buck’s patience was finally reaching a breaking point.

Tonight, like several times before, they had dinner at Buck’s, the younger man showing off one of Bobby’s recipes, and were now sitting on Buck’s new couch as they watched a movie. They sat with their legs touching and Tommy’s hand casually resting on Buck’s thigh. And just like the previous times, the hand wasn’t moving or not much at least, if the thumb making random circles counted. Buck stared at the hand as he chewed the inside of his cheek, before glancing at Tommy’s relaxed profile. It wasn’t that they’d never kissed while watching a movie or some game, but it had ended like any other times they’d kissed. Buck must have been staring for too long without realizing it, since Tommy suddenly turned his head towards Buck with a curious smile and a lifted eyebrow.

“You okay, Evan?”

Buck blinked a few times at being caught in his thoughtful staring.

“Why aren't we making out?” he blurted out.

This time, both of Tommy’s eyebrows rose as he stared at Buck in surprise.

“Do you wanna make out?” Tommy asked slowly.

“Do you?” Buck knew he sounded a bit reproachful, but he couldn’t help it. He was too frustrated.

Tommy turned his body slightly to face Buck with a taken aback expression.

“What makes you think I don't want to?”

Buck leveled him with a flat look and huffed.

“Because you keep stopping just when it's getting good.”

Tommy's mouth opened in surprise before he laughed softly and shook his head. He ducked his head, then looked up at Buck from under his lashes with a sheepish smile.

“I have been doing that, huh?”

Buck's mouth pulled up into a fond but still exasperated smile. Throwing caution to the wind, Buck swiftly moved until he was straddling Tommy, his knees against the other man’s hips. He lowered his arms over Tommy's shoulders and leaned down a bit to stare into Tommy's tilted back face.

“Listen, I appreciate you taking it slow with me and all that, I really do. But we've been dating for weeks and… unless you don't want more…” Buck shrugged with one shoulder and looked away as his uncertainties came crashing down on him, but Tommy scoffed at his words.

Tommy's hands found Buck's hips and squeezed until the younger man looked at him again.

“Do you really think I don't want more?”

His tone was low and sultry, a tone he'd used on Buck before. It had heat filling Buck's body and face instantly, just like it always did.

“Then do it,” Buck replied simply, and cupped the sides of Tommy's face to tilt his head into the right position to kiss him.

There were no exploratory kisses this time, Buck being too hungry for more to be able to slow down. He stole into Tommy's mouth with his tongue, the other man groaning and answering in kind. His hands slid underneath Buck's shirt, fingers stroking over strong back muscles. Pressing his hips forward, Buck felt lightheaded at the feeling of another growing erection meeting his. He rolled his hips back and forth, giving the new sensation a try, and felt a rush of satisfaction at the way Tommy moaned deeply from the friction. But still, he wanted more. He wanted to touch more. Reaching for the hem of Tommy's shirt, Buck pulled until Tommy moved forward a bit to allow Buck to remove his shirt. Buck sat back on Tommy's lap as he took in the other man's sculpted torso. The man sure had nothing to be envious of Buck's physique. Tommy was ripped in a way that had Buck automatically reaching for his chest and drawing his fingers along each muscle. Buck had always been able to appreciate the male body, even if only to compare himself to other men or set a goal, but this was something else. He wanted to get his hands and mouth all over Tommy.

“Enjoying yourself?”

Buck's eyes snapped to Tommy's, finding an amused expression on the man's face. He hadn't missed the raspy quality of Tommy's voice in the question, however, showing how affected Tommy was by Buck's slow exploration. Grinning slowly, Buck nodded and leaned in to kiss Tommy again. This time it was slower, but it was also deeper. Buck groaned as Tommy grabbed his hips and rolled his own up, making their erections rub together. They briefly separated to let Tommy take off Buck's shirt, which had Buck humming contentedly as their chests touched. Keeping their mouths sealed, Buck slid his hands between their bodies to find the buttons of Tommy’s jeans and pop them open. He shivered from Tommy stroking his fingertips along his back in a maddening pattern, and struggled for a second to unzip the jeans as he moaned into Tommy’s mouth. Once he finally got the fly fully open, Buck’s fingers encountered Tommy’s underwear. Breaking the kiss and pulling away a couple of centimeters, Buck looked down between them. His gaze zeroed in on the barely hidden erection tenting Tommy’s boxer shorts. His heart raced as he stared at it.

“Evan, hey, if you-” Tommy started in a gentle voice, but Buck barely heard him as he slowly peeled the underwear down to reveal Tommy’s bobbing length before he curled his fingers around it.

Buck’s eyes lifted to Tommy’s face as the older man exhaled harshly and let his head fall back over the couch. His fingers tightened over Buck’s hips, and he softly moaned when Buck tentatively twisted his fist over the head of Tommy’s cock. Buck watched, completely mesmerized by Tommy’s pleasure-filled expression, as he worked out what Tommy enjoyed. He’d thought about this moment a lot, wondered what it would feel like to have another man’s dick in his hand. He’d been nervous about it, but seeing Tommy’s erection, knowing that Tommy was hard because of him, had Buck’s hesitations falling away completely. Biting his bottom lip, Buck took his hand away from Tommy for a second and slid his tongue over his palm before returning it to Tommy’s length.

“Fuck,” Tommy hissed at the slicker glide and pumped his hips up in reflex.

Buck chuckled with pride at getting that reaction, and found Tommy opening his eyes halfway to stare at him with a mix of amusement and lust. Reaching for Buck’s nape, Tommy pulled him down for a kiss that was pure filth and had Buck’s erection pressing painfully against the front of his pants. As if Tommy knew, his hands went to Buck’s fly and proceeded to open it. Despite knowing what was coming, between the kissing and keeping his attention on stroking Tommy’s cock, Buck still gasped and jerked wildly as Tommy took him in hand.

“This okay?” Tommy asked in a raspy voice, staring up into Buck’s eyes.

“Uh huh.” Buck licked his lips. “Yeah. Very okay.”

Tommy smiled at him fondly and chuckled. At the back of his mind, Buck wondered how Tommy could believe that Buck wasn’t enjoying every second of this, considering that he could feel the amount of pre-come that his cock was leaking, making each pass of Tommy’s hand more slippery.

“Been thinking of doing this,” Buck blurted out through panting breaths.

“Yeah?” Tommy smiled mirthfully, swiping his thumb over Buck’s slit, which had the younger man moaning and snapping his hips into Tommy’s hand. “Me getting you off, or you getting me off?”

“Yes,” Buck replied, unable to follow the train of conversation for a second after another delicious twist of Tommy’s wrist.

Buck could see Tommy’s grin at his reply, and proceeded to use Tommy’s own move on him in retribution. He smirked victoriously at Tommy’s long groan of pleasure, confirming that he’d done it just right.

“Always been told I’m a quick study,” Buck teased in a low voice, before he licked his way between Tommy’s lips again.

Tommy moaned and tilted his head to deepen the kiss even more. With his other hand, Tommy pulled at Buck’s pants to lower them over his hips, while Buck shifted a bit on his knees to help.

“C’mere,” Tommy said in a soft-spoken tone against Buck’s lips, the man moving in closer as requested.

“Oh, fuck!” Buck gasped loudly, as Tommy took them both into one hand and pressed their lengths together.

Through heavy lidded eyes, Buck stared down at where Tommy was jerking them off faster, the glistening heads rubbing against each other with each upward stroke and driving Buck crazy from how good it felt.

“Evan,” Tommy breathed roughly, which had Buck’s gaze snapping back to the other man’s.

A long shiver of affection and lust ran through him at the open and hungry way that Tommy was looking at him. He leaned down to press his lips against Tommy’s at the same time that Tommy cupped the back of Buck’s neck. The kiss was brief as they panted into each other’s mouth, their foreheads touching as they watched each other getting closer and closer to release. Buck was the first to go over the edge, his forehead creasing and eyes closing as he moaned in pleasure. A few seconds later, Tommy’s body started to go rigid, and Buck forced his eyes open to be able to watch Tommy’s face as he came with a drawn out groan. Hot splashes of come hit Buck’s stomach and mixed with his own as Buck took in Tommy’s blissed out expression, feeling another rush of satisfaction course through him at the sight.

They both sank into the couch as their bodies relaxed with the afterglow. Tommy’s clean hand came around Buck’s waist to keep him close, but it wasn’t like Buck wanted to go anywhere, as he wrapped his arms over Tommy’s shoulders and nuzzled into his temple.

“Remind me why we didn’t do this earlier?” Buck asked drowsily a few long minutes later.

He grinned at Tommy’s snort and long sigh.

“Because I’m an idiot, apparently.”

Buck chuckled and lifted his head to look into Tommy’s soft blue eyes.

“Nah, you’re not… It drove me crazy, but I get it.”

Tommy laughed under his breath and tilted his head in a request for a kiss that Buck instantly granted.

They untangled a minute later and cleaned up before getting dressed again through comfortable silence and shared smiles and touches. As he sat down on the couch next to Tommy again, Buck smiled to himself at how natural it felt to be with Tommy. Maybe it was easier than he’d thought if he could broach the subject that was bothering him instead of just raking his mind over it. As he directed his attention to the screen at last, he frowned.

“So… what were we watching again?” Buck asked, since he realized that he had no idea which movie they had ended up selecting as they’d sat down earlier, too focused on Tommy to remember anything else.

[teenmaximoff]

No Way To Put Out This Flame

"Tommy doesn’t just tolerate Buck’s neediness and overbearing tendencies - he embraces them. He has always let Buck be unapologetically himself around him. His compassionate nature to let Buck ebb and flow with all the new emotions and experiences of being with a man for the first time has played a large part in just how quickly Buck has fallen for him. Tommy attempts to pull back, but Buck clings to him – touch starved and desperate to still feel his boyfriend’s perpetual heat. “Evan, we need to shower.” He softly pets Buck’s head, attempting to pull back again with no success. “And change the sheets…”"

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AKA Buck's first time Bottoming :D

[perfectlysunny02]

43: Undone for Bucktommy please :D

"That's it, baby," Tommy barely recognizes his voice. All pitched and gravely and somewhat hoarse. He and Evan had somehow been at it for hours, and neither of them had been somewhat satisfied the entire night.

"Can't," Evan sobs, tears spilling over his already red eyes, and Tommy coos, cupping his face softly, his thumb reaching up to brush them away. "Can't-"

"You can, baby," Tommy says with a sharp thrust of his hips. "You can, because you're Daddy's good boy, aren't you? Yeah. Yeah, you are. You're Daddy's good boy, and Daddy's good boy is going to come undone for him, isn't he?"

[tevanbegins]

HC: Suppose the S8 emergency is at a beekeeping farm and the apiculturists give the 118 (except Gerrard lol) a small jar of fresh organic honey each as a thank you for saving the day. While everyone is happy with the complimentary gift, Buck gets an idea and buys a few extra jars of honey from the store. His friends ask him what dishes he plans to make with so much honey, and Buck goes all TMI as usual saying not all of them are for culinary purposes, but for some sweet and messy fun bedroom experiments with Tommy and they are all like "eew shut up go away" 😂 and he still continues to elaborate on the aphrodisiac properties of honey 🤣

(Bonus would be a sex scene later where Buck feeds Tommy some honey and licks it off the corner of his lips as it drips, etc. 🍯💋🤤... and something beyond is welcome if ABC will allow it 🔥😍)

[fanficsbysteve]

While You Were Sleeping (1818 words) by fanficsbysteve Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Tommy Kinard Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Tommy Kinard Additional Tags: Smut, Somnophilia Summary: Buck was up late one night while Tommy was asleep beside him. Buck let his intrusive thoughts win and decided to have some fun with his sleeping boyfriend.

[wikiangela]

ring alarms 'cause we're heating up this room

rating: E words: 5.2k

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“Hm, well, it is quite early.” He gets in response, accompanied by a couple of wet kisses down his shoulder, that give him goosebumps. “How long before my alarm?” He asks with a content sigh as Evan bites on his skin, then soothes it with his tongue. He has a shift in a few hours, and he’s already dreading having to leave the bed and his gorgeous boyfriend, who happens to have a day off. Their time off hasn’t been aligning a whole lot lately, and it’s been driving them both crazy. “Uh,-” Evan raises his head, his warmth disappearing from Tommy’s neck for a second. “Like half an hour.” “Hm. Then why am I awake already?” Tommy tries to go for an annoyed tone, but he can’t. He can’t be mad when his boyfriend is right next to him, kissing him all over, and all but humping him. “Because your boyfriend needs your attention.” Evan whispers right into Tommy’s ear, and then grinds his hard cock against Tommy’s ass, as if to punctuate his words. “Oh, does he?” Tommy tilts his head more towards Evan, but his eyelids are still heavy with sleep, he only manages to squint a little. Though Tommy’s dick is waking up much quicker than the rest of him, already tenting his boxers. “Desperately.” Evan almost whines, and, fuck, that alone might be enough to wake Tommy up, he wants to flip them over, get Evan on his back, and give him all the attention he so craves.

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[flavored-soda]

swapping soot and spit

Rating: R (explicit 18+) minors DNI

Warnings: Smut, pwp

Word Count: 3.8k

Pairing: BuckTommy/Tevan/Kinley

Summary: After the greeting in the hospital lobby. Tommy and Buck decide they need more than a kiss to say hello.

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He’s not sure how they got here. Well, actually, that’s a lie. He does know how they got here: Tommy. Tommy is how they got here. Or more specifically, Tommy covered in soot and grime. His boyfriend, marching through those hospital doors with big blue eyes filled with exhaustion and happiness, and the adrenaline from a call still visibly coursing through his big muscular body, is how they got here. A stupid little line while he yanked the older man into a searing and hungry kiss is how they got here. So, maybe Buck was more of the reason that he and Tommy were wrapped around each other in a supply closet, swallowing each other’s moans.

Tommy’s hands were moving all around his body. Slipping under his shirt, gliding up his sides, ghosting his fingertips over his hips, and hooking his thumb in his waistline. One would occasionally move to his head, giving his hair slight tugs that were driving him mad. He never thought he would like having his hair pulled this much, but that’s the effect that Tommy has on him. 

“Hmph. Baby. Evan. Give me a second.” Tommy rushed out as he pulled away slightly. His words were airy and mixing together, both in an attempt to stay quiet and his exasperation from Buck’s unrelenting mouth. He had moved down to Tommy’s neck, nipping and sucking where he could, the smell of smoke and the taste of soot adding to his eagerness.

“Baby, seriously.” Tommy wrapped his fingers in Buck’s hair and gave it a sharp tug. Buck let out an embarrassing sound as he was pulled away causing his boyfriend to smirk. 

God, Buck wanted to kiss that smug little smile off his face. He wanted to lick the soot off too, find out what it tasted like when it was mixed with Tommy’s sweat. He was buzzing with want and he wasn’t one to stop himself. He leaned in again, resulting in another, smaller tug on his hair to keep him away. He let out a gasp and tried to choke back a whine. He had never done that before, the realization made the flush on his cheeks grow brighter.

“I know, honey. I know.” His boyfriend whispered.

Buck took the chance to look him over. His hair was even messier than before with a few pieces sticking out, his lips were effectively kiss-swollen and bitten red, and under all that grime was a pink flush of his own. Buck trailed his eyes from his boyfriend’s chest, watching it rise and fall, with a sort of pride in knowing he did that to him, up to meet Tommy’s gaze. His eyes were dark, the blue being consumed by the lust. He looked delicious as he gave a small smile down at Buck.

The younger man assumed he looked equally as wrecked, if not more. His brain was filling up with images, thoughts, and ideas that were fueling this need to devour his lover. All memory that they were in a hospital supply closet had left him as he honed in on Tommy’s lips. He licked his own when the older opened his mouth to speak.

“As much as I’m loving this, baby, I need you to tell me what you want here.” 

“You. I want you.” Buck responded. Man, he sounded desperate.

Tommy gave him another small smile.

“I figured that much, but need I remind you where we are? I need to know how far you intend on taking this.” 

Oh. Oh. Buck hadn’t really thought about that, had he? He was so wrapped up in the image of his boyfriend fresh from saving lives that he didn’t seem to think about where this was headed. And look, Buck wasn’t a virgin, he’s had plenty of sex, but not with another man. The closest he came was when a girl wanted to experiment with pegging and only went as far as circling a finger or two around Buck’s hole. This was new territory and the thought of it was exciting.

“I want to touch you.” Buck replied.

“Touch me? Baby, we have to get to the room. People are going to start to wonder where you went.” The hand in Buck’s hair had eased up, becoming a caressing touch. It was melting Buck’s brain.

“I know, I know. Just…please, Tommy.” And fuck, if Tommy didn’t look at him with the most sincere expression.

“Evan, are you sure?”

Buck was melting, not only from the soft touches from Tommy, but the softness of the other man, the consideration he had. It was only making Buck that much more sure.

“Yes. I’m sure. I want to touch you, Tommy.” The soft touches quickly turned harsh again as Tommy smashed their lips back together. It was similar to the one that started this entire debacle, messy and hungry. 

Tommy’s hands were back on his hips and slipping and sliding under his hoodie. Only stopping to place a firm grip on Buck’s hips and push him back against one of the shelving units. Buck let out a grunt at the impact that was quickly swallowed down by his boyfriend’s incessant mouth. Buck’s own hands trying to explore what he could of the older while he still wore his gear. He shifted to try and push the jacket off, the movement had Tommy slotting his leg in between Buck’s. When he let out a small gasp at the sensation hit him, his boyfriend hiked his leg up, propping it up on the bottom shelf of the unit. The action separated their lips for a second, giving time for a moan to slip through Buck’s lips. Tommy leaned in and captured it. Then his boyfriend maneuvered Buck’s hips, guiding the younger to rub himself against his thigh. 

Buck bit his lip in an attempt to hide the noises involuntarily escaping his throat. The awareness that they were in a hospital supply closet hitting him. The new prospect of potentially getting caught only made him more hot and bothered. His hands kept fumbling as he found Tommy’s waistband. Every tip and trick he ever knew for make-outs and quickies fleeing his mind with each thrust against Tommy’s leg. He was attempting to unbutton Tommy’s pants and the goal only became harder as he became more and more turned on. The more his hands roamed his boyfriend’s body, the more noises he ripped from Tommy’s chest, the harder his cock became.

The noises that Buck pulled from Tommy were starting to fuel some dirtier thoughts. Like how he couldn’t stop thinking about dropping to his knees and sucking his boyfriend off right here. He had been on the receiving end of many blowjobs, but now he was wondering what it would feel like with Tommy’s cock in his mouth. The weight of it resting against his tongue, the tip of it hitting the back of his throat as his boyfriend ever so gently helped Buck move his head along the length of it. He wondered what it would taste, if the smoke and sweat smell had moved beyond Tommy’s hair and clothes. He wanted to know what else about Tommy tasted so good.

A particularly hard thrust from Tommy had Buck moving his hands to Tommy’s shoulders. Buck pulled away with part of groan, his own teeth biting down on his lips to keep it in. His eyes flashed back down to Tommy’s only to find a mischievous glint in them. The sight only causes Buck’s hips to grind further on to Tommy’s leg. His lover’s hands on his hips holding him in position and helping his hips move the sloppier his movements got. 

“You’re doing such a good job, Evan, letting me touch you.” Tommy whispered before he placed a soft kiss next to Buck’s ear. The words sent a shock wave through his system.

Before Tommy, Buck would have argued that he didn’t really have a praise kink. Sure, he liked knowing that he was doing a good job, who didn’t? But none of his past partners talked to him like this. The “praise” he received would be in strings of moan and curses as he worked his fingers and/or tongue into them. Sometimes they would push his head further into them, beg him to keep going, but they never called him pretty or called him good. And if they did, it wasn’t like how Tommy does.

“That’s it, baby.” Tommy whispered against his ear.

God, he felt like a teenager, rutting against his partner in some dingy closet, about to come in jeans. The entire thing was like something out of a wet dream. It had Buck letting out little gasps, until a particularly hard thrust where he let out a moan. Tommy rushed to swallow it down, only pulling away when he was sure that Buck could stay quiet. Keeping himself close by focusing on peppering kisses and nips just below his boyfriend’s ear.

“Not that I don’t love your noises, Evan, but we are in a supply closet of a hospital we visit quite frequently for work.” Tommy pulled back from his assault on Buck’s neck, snaking a hand back up into the younger’s hair. He gave it a good tug, forcing the two to lock eyes. 

“We wouldn’t want the staff to find out how much of a slut you are, would we now?” And that was all Buck needed to send him over the edge. The constant pressure of Tommy’s thigh pressing into him, the older man’s hands on his hips, it all sent him hurtling towards his orgasm at an alarming speed. 

Tommy had, once again, locked them into a searing kiss. He licked into Buck’s mouth, exploring every crevice and crack as he devoured the younger’s moans and groans. He kept his hands on Buck’s hips, slowly working him through the aftershocks of his climax. It all became too much too quick. Buck’s moans turned into whines as the pressure on his clothed cock bordered uncomfortable. Tommy moved his leg from between his boyfriend’s thighs and placed his foot back down on the ground, effectively giving the two space but still staying close enough to breathe each other in.

“Woah.” Buck breathed out. It was a whisper and gasp mixed together as he attempted to catch his breath. Tommy let out an equally quiet chuckle, moving to rest their foreheads together. 

“Yea? That good, lover?” Tommy responded before he pressed a chaste kiss to his boyfriend’s lips.

“Yea.” He took another breath in, letting out a whine on exhale. He shifted, feeling the wetness in his boxers. Tommy must’ve noticed the look of discomfort on his face because he reached up, grabbing a box from the shelf that Buck’s head was resting against. When he pulled his hand back down, he had held a couple of paper towels in hand.

“May I?” He said, giving a quick glance down before traveling his eyes back up to Buck’s. The younger man nodded.

He had never felt this taken care of, never been this doted on. Tommy took his time unbuttoning Buck’s jeans and pulling his cock free. The paper towels were rough against him, still sensitive from his recent orgasm. Despite the uncomfortableness, he was reveling in the touch. What he did to deserve a man like Tommy, he’ll never know.

The older man finished cleaning Buck up, helping him back into his jeans, even going as far as zipping and buttoning up the younger’s pants. Another kind of softness that Buck wasn’t quite used to. Buck placed his hands on Tommy’s cheeks, pulling him in for another kiss. The older one smiled into it before pulling away.

“Alright, baby, as much as I love ogling you like this, I think it’s time we head back out there.” Tommy said, taking a step back to throw the soiled paper towels into a trash can in the corner. Buck frowned as he took the chance to look over his lover.

Tommy’s turnout gear covered him well, but he didn’t cover him enough. One look down and Buck could see the bulge his boyfriend was sporting. Tommy had reached out to grab another paper towel, using it to wipe his hands. He wasn’t looking at Buck, so he took the opportunity while he could. 

Without even thinking, he pushed Tommy up against the opposite shelving unit, pressing into him with kiss after kiss. The impact caused the shelf to rattle and Tommy let out a gasp, giving Buck the access to lick into his boyfriend’s mouth. Tommy had moved his hands back onto Buck’s hips and waist. He thought about doing the same for Tommy as he did for him, the image of his older and suave boyfriend rutting against thigh was certainly one he would be saving for lonelier nights, but his mind couldn’t help but wander back to earlier thoughts. The ones with Tommy's dick in his mouth, the ones with Buck on his knees, and Tommy’s hands in his hair, guiding further down his length. He pulled away from the kiss. 

“Baby.” Tommy breathed out. He sounded just as wrecked as Buck felt. There was a certain pride that flooded him with the sound.

“Evan, sweetheart.” Tommy breathed out as Buck moved his hands to the waistband of his turnout gear. “They’re going to–” He was cut off when Buck slipped his hand into his underwear. 

The younger’s touch was sloppy as he tried to find his rhythm. It wasn’t much different than touching his own cock, but the angle was strange. He was fumbling to get a proper hold, that didn’t seem to matter to Tommy as he was letting out little huffs of breath and biting his lip to contain moans. It was driving Buck crazy.

“Fuck.” Tommy let out. 

Buck had found his angle. He found a nice pattern as well, using his thumb to swipe over the head and slit of his boyfriend’s cock. He may not have ever given a handjob but he had received plenty. He knew what felt good and he was just repeating that. It was apparently working. Tommy’s head jerked back, causing another smaller rattle run through the shelving unit. He was starting to fuck into the younger’s hand. The sight was yet another that Buck was trying to mentally capture forever. 

Tommy’s head was resting back against the shelf closest to it. His eyes were squeezed shut as he bit his lip. Buck’s legs started to move on their own. Too drunk on the sight of boyfriend and the leaking cock in his hand too notice when his legs started to sink. Tommy’s hands seemed to glide with him the further he sank. They almost seemed to be aiding in Buck’s descent. Despite the position change, he kept his hand at work, pulling more gasps, shutters, and whispers out of his boyfriend. And when his knees hit the floor, he made sure to look up so he could drink it all in. Tommy’s hand had snaked its way into Buck’s hair, tugging a little. 

Fuck, he was getting hard again.

“That eager, are we?” 

Oh, screw his boyfriend for still managing to wreck Buck while looking just as wrecked himself. Buck wanted to wipe that stupid smirk off his face. He looked down at his boyfriend’s dick. More thoughts about the taste of it in his mouth, the weight, the warmth of it flooded his mind. 

Was he drooling? God, he was probably drooling. 

He swallowed before looking back up at Tommy. The older man’s eyes were open, gazing down with a certain softness and the hand in his hair had moved from tugging to stroking. There was something in the actions that read as gentle and assuring. Buck gave his boyfriend a soft smile before opening his mouth and leaning in. 

The sensation was weird, at first, it was too much too fast. The salty taste of sweat and precum, the heavy weight hot on his tongue, the feel of skin in his mouth. He squirmed as his own cock twitched against his soiled boxers. He took it all in, letting his tongue run over what he could, the only goal in mind became tasting every square inch of his boyfriend’s cock. His hand had moved towards the base, giving little thrusts here and there. Similar to a handjob, he may have never given one, but he received enough that he knew what felt good. 

Tommy was letting out little strings of hushed hums and gasps. A small “Fuck, Evan” would sometimes slip past the older’s lips. It just encouraged Buck to take more of Tommy into his mouth. Buck’s spit was mixing with Tommy’s precum, making it for his hand to glide up and down what he couldn’t fit. 

It was sloppy and gross and if Buck wasn’t drooling before, he’s sure that he was now. In fact, he could feel it escaping the corners of his lips and starting to run down his chin. Add that to Tommy’s hand in his hair, giving slight tugs on the short strands, and Buck was starting to get the term “cock drunk.” 

He worked the hand on Tommy’s shaft, moving with his mouth and twisting his wrist to get the right angle. He was trying to take more and more, learning pretty quickly that he needed to breathe his nose if he wanted anymore. The dragging of Tommy’s cock against his tongue made him want to test more so he started swirling his tongue around what he could. His actions were fast and frenzied, the goal changing to how much more of the older man could get a taste of. He was getting so caught up in the moment he felt like he was floating. Tommy’s tugs on his hair were keeping grounded until his boyfriend thrusted his hips, pushing his cock further into Buck’s mouth until it hit the back of his throat. He gagged and Tommy quickly pulled him off.

If this was anyone else, Buck might’ve been okay with stopping there. But this wasn’t anyone else, this was Tommy. He may have just gotten done sputtering in an attempt to catch his breath, but he had decided that he needed to be choking on his boyfriend’s dick once more. He recovered fast, moving his hand back to the shaft before trying to find back that rhythm. 

“Evan.” Slipped past Tommy’s lips.

Buck pulled his gaze away from the sight in front of him and looked up at the other. Tommy was wrecked. His chest was rising and falling rapidly, and his hair was tousled from smacking back against the shelves. Buck watched as his older’s eye bore into his, searching.

Buck gave a soft smile that was turning into a smirk to Tommy as a response. His hand on the shaft had started to pick up pace, and he was using his other to help push the flushed head of boyfriend’s cock past his lips.

“Alright. Okay, then.” It was whispered that Tommy seemed to whisper to himself more than to Buck. 

Regardless, the younger one hummed in response. Tommy let out another groan.

Buck returned his focus to the cock in front of him. He was more confident this time, going in with the pride of taking his older and suave boyfriend apart. It took seemingly almost nothing to work the other back to a mess. The next time Buck looked up Tommy had a hand over his mouth, biting down on it to muffle his sounds and his eyes were closed tight. His hips were moving on their own, driving Buck crazy.

He could feel himself getting hard again. Only adding to the previous mess in his sweats. Tommy’s thrust had picked up some, the hand in Buck’s hair focusing on holding his head in place as the older fucked into him. The hold was firm but gentle. If it really was too much for the younger he could pull away and Tommy would easily let him go. But that’s not what not Buck wanted. No. What he wanted was to feel his boyfriend’s fuck his throat, his usual composure wavering as he worked himself towards an orgasm. He wanted to taste his boyfriend’s cum, swallow what he could and let the rest of it mix with the soot that was surely enveloping his face. 

“Jesus. Fuck, Evan.” Tommy mumbled as he tried to pull back. He was close and Buck wasn’t about to let him go now.

He protested with his own groans and whines. Shuffling closer to the older man to try to keep the cock in his mouth. He looked up at Tommy, trying to convey through a look that he wanted this, craved this.

“Baby.” He took in a breath. “Are you sure?”

Buck nodded the best could in response and that was all Tommy needed. His thrusts were sloppy as he chased his finish. Buck was taking all of it like a champ. Tommy came with a muffled groan, spilling down his boyfriend’s throat. 

Buck swallowed what he could. The feeling of hot cum, Tommy’s hot cum filling his mouth was one that he wanted to savor. Some of it was spilling out the corners of his mouth, mixing with mess from earlier. He licked and swallowed and gagged until Tommy pulled him off with a pop. Buck protested with a whine, wanting and wishing for more. Tommy was above him, panting, but he was looking down at the younger with a certain fondness. The hand that was in Buck’s hair trailed down his face again, stopping at his lips and chin. Tommy’s thumb swiped across both, collecting the cum and spit that had escaped, before pressing the digit to Buck’s mouth. He took it with glee, sucking off and swallowing the mess before pulling away with another obscene pop.

“You are something else, kid.” Tommy said. He was stroking the same thumb over Buck’s cheek. 

The moment was quickly ruined with the sound of footsteps coming closer. Suddenly it dawned on them where they were. 

A hospital.

Maddie’s wedding. 

A supply closet.

Buck moved to stand up, but Tommy’s hand kept him pushed down. His boyfriend looked down at him, shaking his head and keeping a finger pressed to his lips. They waited for the footsteps to pass and then some. Both let out a breath they didn’t know they were holding. Buck moved to his feet and Tommy pulled him into a kiss. They pulled apart with a chuckle.

“What am I going to do with you, Evan?” 

“Hm. How about you take me home?”

“After we go say hi to everyone.” Tommy pressed their foreheads together and ran his fingers down Buck’s cheek to his chin. Only to tilt Buck’s head back up for another kiss.

And Buck thought he just might hold him to that.

[aesthetictarlos]

You take my breath and steal the things I know

Rated: E | Words count: 3342 | written for the square deepthroating on my @911bingo card.

Summary:

Tommy groans into Buck's mouth and the kiss gets sloppier but also more passionate, one of Tommy's hands tangled into his hair and the other curled around his jaw. “Fuck, Evan.”

Buck’s pretty sure that Tommy's still holding back a little and he's about to tell him not to when Tommy's cock catches on his thigh and he gasps, suddenly needing more. The pressure against his thigh increases a bit and he groans, realizing how damn hot it is to feel how much he's affecting Tommy, to feel his cock going from soft to half hard against his body. “Tommy, I– I think I'm ready for– for something more.”

Tommy brushes their noses together and takes a deep breath like he's steadying himself, then grins and presses a soft kiss to Buck's lips. “You're going to be the death of me, Evan,” he whispers, sneaking a hand beneath the fabric of Buck's t-shirt.

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or, the one where Buck and Tommy take things further for the first time.

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[typicalopposite]

🍼 + 🍹

— @nine-one-wanton 💜

🫶🫶🫶 three for Tommy Mpreg, and Alt First Meeting Coming right up!

Tommy Mpreg

If only it was truly that easy. …Don’t you think that’s a little selfish, Tommy… …Be a little more considerate… …Stop hogging her from her actual family… It might be possible to not think of the person, but he is struggling with not thinking of her words. It’s not made any easier by his own mother’s persistence for him to go to Evan about it.

Alt First Meeting (below the cut for… reasons 👀)

He has missed this, he thinks as he starts to kiss his way down the heated, panting body. He has wanted this for a while; needed this for a while. And here it is, he smirks at the freed cock before him. All his for the taking… so he takes it in his mouth.

Added to the list of lines I cannot believe my fingers have typed 😂

[teenmaximoff]

I won’t reveal myself but I will send you this ;)

(@smuttybucktommyanon)

“How are you so fucking hot?” Buck asks as he pushes Tommy back into the closed door of his apartment. He’s been struggling to keep his hands to himself the entire day, because his boyfriend does look so fucking hot in his dress uniform.

“I could ask you the same,” Tommy says, linking his arms around Buck’s back and pulling him in close.

Buck leans forward to kiss him, grabbing the collar of Tommy’s jacket to hold him in place — not that Tommy’s trying to move anywhere other than closer to Buck. One hand stays on his lower back while Tommy moves the other up between his shoulder blades to pull him in. Buck pulls back briefly, but just so he has enough room to release Tommy’s jacket and move his hands to the back of Tommy’s neck and head.

Tommy moans into the next kiss, taking Buck back to their reunion in the hospital entryway. Holy shit, it was still the hottest sound Tommy had ever made, and he was making it because of Buck. Buck might actually be trying to eat Tommy the way he’s kissing him, but it doesn’t matter, because Tommy is matching his energy every step of the way.

He gets himself as close to Tommy as he can, slotting one of his legs between Tommy’s to get rid of as much space as possible. Sure, they could move to the couch, or the bed, but that would require moving, and more than that, moving away from Tommy, which is just not going to work for him.

He kisses Tommy until he can’t breathe, then switches to nuzzling his jaw and neck while he catches his breath.

“Shit,” Tommy hisses out. Buck starts to pull back but Tommy grabs him. “No, not like shit, stop, just… holy shit.”

Buck pulls Tommy’s tie down and licks the hollow of his neck.

“Shit,” Tommy repeats weakly.

Buck kisses him again, wanting to feel that same sense of breathlessness. He’s shamelessly feeling up Tommy, but Tommy’s doing the same to him so he doesn’t feel awkward about it. They only stop kissing long enough to catch their breath, but even then their lips are as close together as possible and they’re basically just breathing into each others mouths. Buck distantly notices that he’s grinding on Tommy’s leg like he’s back in high school but he’s mostly consumed with the thought of tommytommytommy and trying to see if he can burrow his way in to the other man’s body.

He’s so distracted by Tommy’s mouth and Tommy’s hands he doesn’t realize quite how worked up he is until he’s coming. Buck pulls away from Tommy and buries his head in Tommy’s shoulder. “Fuck,” he groans.

“Hey, you okay?” Tommy’s hands run through his hair and he looks up to see concern in his boyfriend’s eyes.

“Yeah, great, I uh, I just came,” he admits.

Tommy smirks. “Funny, I did too.”

Buck almost laughs in relief. “Okay, well, wanna shower then?”

“I didn’t bring a change of clothes,” Tommy says regretfully.

“Conveniently, I think you’ll fit in some of mine. Not that we need to get dressed after we shower,” Buck winks at him.

Anon!!! What a lovely gift to receive out of the blue !!

[perfectlysunny02]

boy, i gotta get me, gotta get me some of that

nsfw under the cut

“Tommy, Tommy wait,” Evan laughs as Tommy pushes him into the stall after locking the door. “It’s Eddie’s birthday, we really should-” “I don’t give a fuck about Eddie’s birthday.” Tommy snaps, his hand wrapping around Evan’s waist to pull him close as he latches the stall door closed. There’s a heat buzzing low in his gut and under his skin, and if he doesn’t get his mouth on Evan soon, he’ll explode, he’s sure of it. “I’ll send him a gift basket or something later.” “Okay, okay,” Evan gasps as his half-hard cock brushes against Tommy’s thigh. “Y-you’re right. You’re right.”

(it's my first one, please be nice to me)

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