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use me for your own enjoyment, i wont say no. i can take it, im a good boy! by oceanic_impala
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
23 Jul 2026
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He knew why Eddie was still touching him, now— his hand, oh so gentle on Buck's skin, squeezed. The pressure itself was light, but the effects were instant and crashed into him like a tsunami. Sometimes, Buck forget that a light squeeze to the back of his neck, getting scruffed, was a one way ticket to making him fully relax. A type of weak in the muscle and bones relaxed, one that could have his jaw dropped— which, he thinks it might be, knowing him— and have him slump into whatever was the nearest surface— which definitely was happening, based on the warm, firm, body he suddenly collided with in front of him. Buck wasn't scruffed often as a young pup but occasionally, when it would happen, he felt like the effects on him were even more so than any other normal person. All the same, the thoughts that raced through his brain slowed to molasses, too muddled and incoherent to make out now. The only thing he knew at this moment was peace, and Eddie's scent that filled his nose. He was pretty sure Eddie was saying something to him, but he couldn't make out any of the words.
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20 Aug 2026
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“You want to have sex,” Eddie said slowly, “to disprove a soulmate bond.”
“That’s what I said.”
“You think bad sex is going to convince you we’re not bonded.” Eddie laughed. One infuriatingly attractive exhale through his nose, not at all amused. “You really don’t know how this works, do you?”
“I know exactly how this works.”
“Then you know that if the bond is real”—and Eddie’s voice dipped into that lower register again, the one that made Buck’s fingers curl against his thighs—“I’m going to fuck you so well you’ll forget your own name.”
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In which, Omega Buck refused to believe his soulmate is the annoying Alpha Probie Eddie.
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20 Aug 2026
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Eddie has everything under control. Sure, he's in love with his best friend, and his alpha keeps wanting to protect Buck from everything which is a problem because of their jobs, but everything is under control.
Until Buck gets hurt on the job. Again.
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Buck has liked Eddie for nearly a year now. It's kind of hard to not fall in love with your alpha best friend when he's as perfect as Eddie is. And then the guy goes ahead and punches someone for him.
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Buck gets hurt and Eddie volunteers to take care of him. Something has been brewing between them for years, and it finally comes to a head.
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20 Aug 2026
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Buck has always had a weird itch under his skin. Even when he was just a pup, he always felt like he didn’t quite fit. He was never the son his parents wanted him to be, never a good enough student, a good enough athlete, or just plain good enough. And then he’d presented as an alpha, and for once his parents had been happy with him. For the first time, it had seemed like maybe he could be what he was supposed to be. What everyone expected him to be.
Except that had never quite fit right either.
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19 Aug 2026
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there could never be another (to make me feel the way you do) by lasagnatheory
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15 Aug 2026
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Buck salutes him. “Hurry back,” he says, “would hate for you to miss kickoff.”
“It’s not—” Eddie starts, before realizing Buck is intentionally messing with him. He fights the smile that curves itself onto his lips, he really does, but it wins out anyway. “Goodbye.”
The line isn’t as long as last time, or maybe it is, but at least he’s paying attention this time. Another draft Modelo for Eddie, a canned seltzer for Buck. Eddie frowns down at the open can in his hand. He totally could’ve snuck some in, the corner store by his house sells these by the case for the same price as one of them at the stupid concession stand.
Whatever. If it makes Buck happy, he’d buy a can at the price they would wholesale a pallet.
He sighs into his cup as he walks back, carefully navigating the crowd so he doesn’t spill as he drinks and walks at the same time.
He almost misses tip-off, trying to shove his way past a couple making out on the stairs down to their section, but Buck holds his seat down for him to sit with just enough time for the referee to line up the starters.
“Oh, yum,” Buck says, taking the seltzer from Eddie’s hand before he offers it, “black cherry.”
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18 Aug 2026