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Buck slides his hands down Eddie’s back, pausing at the base of his tail. He applies light pressure around the bone, and Eddie melts further into the mattress, letting out content little purrs.
It started as an innocent massage after a long shift—Eddie complaining about some kinks in his lower back and how his shoulder ached—and Buck had prior training from one of his stints during his travels, so he was quick to offer, and Eddie was quick to agree.
Now, Buck’s hands are covered in cool oil rubbing up and down Eddie’s warm back, while the younger man laid beneath him purring up a storm. It reminds him of those cat videos he’ll see on his For You page, the ones where the cats are all stretched out in the sun enjoying a good belly rub.
Eddie is like his own personal cat, melting into the touches like cool butter on a hot pan. Buck watches amused as his tails flicks back and forth in contentment, before finally wrapping around Buck’s forearm, where it stays as Buck moves back and forth through the repetitive motions.
He presses harder on the knots around Eddie’s hips, digging into the tissue and muscle and Buck feels pride as Eddie huffs a sigh of relief. Buck loves getting Eddie to relax on the best of days, but this? This is a whole other privilege.
For awhile, it’s just that—working the sore muscles, up and down Eddie’s back, his arms, Buck even gets his legs done as well—then, there’s a soft shift, he would have missed it had he not been paying attention, but as Buck’s moving his hands back to Eddie’s waist to get started on his glutes, Eddie lets out a soft, breathless moan, and Buck can feel his hips shift beneath his palms.
So, like most things Buck does, he watches attentively as he moves his hands in the same motions, thumbs rubbing over the gluteus medius muscle, digging in just so, as he moves down towards the maximus muscle.
Eddie’s hips jump again, before grinding down into the mattress below. His purr is interrupted almost, with the way he lets out a startled chirp, before he purrs louder.
Buck watches in fascination as Eddie’s ears twitch minutely as he nuzzles his face into the pillow, before his gaze is brought back to Eddie’s tail. It curls and tightens around Buck’s wrist, before unlocking and moving up and down Buck’s arm—almost as if it has a mind of its own, like it can’t decide where to land, where to stay. When Buck moves his hand back up to Eddie’s waist and into his lower back, the tail flicks sharply—a sign Eddie is unhappy with the movement—and if that wasn’t enough, the huff Eddie lets out between purrs shows his disappointment.
“Needy, aren’t you?” Buck murmurs under his breath as he moves his hands back down. Eddie’s response is to flick his tail once, before wrapping around Buck’s wrist once more.
Buck dugs his thumbs into the knots in Eddie’s glutes—evidence of a shift gone too long—and Eddie raises his hips up once more. Buck huffs in amusement as he presses them back down, only for them to raise again when Buck presses harder against the knot.
“Y’know Eddie, I can’t work out the tension if you keep moving,” Buck teases, pressing Eddie’s hips down once more. He decides that he’ll just work one side at at time now, with the other hand holding Eddie in place.
“Can’t help it,” Eddie whimpers. “Feels good…” He trails off into a breathless moan as Buck works out a particularly rough knot in his lower glutes.
Buck’s all too aware of the egregious zones on Eddie’s lower back—he had spent hours researching it when he accidentally brushed Eddie’s ass for the very first time, which caused Eddie to let out a surprised chirp before sticking his butt back into Buck’s hand. Now, Buck likes using it to his advantage when he wants Eddie to do something, making sure to scratch along his jaw or behind his ears. He’s won a lot of better chores by utilizing the spot where Eddie’s head connects to his neck, all while Eddie pouts when the purring comes out unbidden.
The knot beneath his hand gives way, so Buck switches sides. There’s not as much tension on this side, so he does quick methodical movements until it’s all smoothed out.
“There you go,” Buck murmurs, moving his hands back and forth up Eddie’s glutes and lower back, letting the younger man move and wiggle his hips as much as he likes now that Buck isn’t massaging him anymore.
Eddie purrs louder every swipe down, and raises his ass when Buck moves over it in quick petting motions. “Keeping going?” He asks, oh so gently, voice vibrating with the force of the purrs rumbling in his chest.
Buck happily obliges, moving his hands down to Eddie’s firm thighs and scratching along the backs of his knees. It’s another one of his sensitive spots, and Buck grins when Eddie purrs louder. He moves his hands back up, pausing right below the hemline of Eddie’s boxers, rubbing his thumbs absentmindedly against the crease of Eddie’s ass while he debates if he should proceed or not.
Eddie takes the decision away from him before he can come to a conclusion, wiggling his ass in Buck’s face, “B-Buck,” He stumbles over the words, pleads interrupted by the sheer volume of his purrs.
Buck’s hands stay put as he looks over at his best friend—who looks more like soup than anything—under his hands. Eddie’s back is arched almost unnaturally, something he’d freak out over if it was anyone else, but Buck knows it’s a werecat thing. Or maybe, it’s just an Eddie thing. His eyes trail further down to Eddie’s face, and the man is huffing like he can’t suck enough oxygen in between all the purrs and moans he’s letting out. His face is blotchy and pink—the way it always is when Eddie’s pleased or embarrassed or feels so fucking good—and Buck feels a surge of pride.
Eddie’s looking back at him with half-lidded eyes, the irises golden and thin, pupils overtaking them in pleasure. They’re a mix between Eddie’s human eyes and his cat eyes—a version he often slips into when he’s delirious enough not to care about freaking out the others—and Buck loves, loves, loves them.
Eddie’s flickering ears catch his attention, and he watches as they move forward—content. Buck loves Eddie’s ears, they’re a quick way to tell how he’s feeling, and it frustrates him sometimes that others don’t understand such basic body language, but he lets it go. Buck would know exactly how Eddie feels even if he didn’t have a neon sign pointing it out.
He’s so busy admiring Eddie’s relaxed state, the tail to the face surprises him with a yelp. He jumps back, bringing his hand up to his eye to protect it, just in time for another irritated flicker.
“What’s that for?” Buck huffs. Eddie flicks his tail once more, before wrapping it around Buck’s wrist. He’s still purring, so it’s obvious he wants Buck to continue, but, “Impatient,” Buck teases, placing his hands above the band of Eddie’s underwear. Eddie snakes his tail around Buck’s wrist, and moves up and down.
Eddie wants him to continue, clearly.
“Take these off?” Buck asks, waiting for Eddie’s slow nod in confirmation. And of course, the happy tail flick. Buck smiles, amused, before he begins tugging down the boxers, making sure to gently pull Eddie’s tail through the designated slot.
Buck pulls the boxers down Eddie’s thighs until he reaches his knees, where Eddie takes over and wiggles them. Buck puts some more oil on his hands before putting them back on Eddie’s exposed skin, massaging the flesh directly.
Eddie purrs when Buck pulls apart his ass cheeks, mewling when Buck presses his thumb against his preleum.
“More please,” Eddie pants between loud purrs, and Buck happily obliges.
He slicks his thumb up and rubs against Eddie’s rim, teasing the muscle until it’s loose, much like he had the knots throughout Eddie’s body. Eddie relaxes further, his back arching more.
Buck slips the tip of his thumb inside, and Eddie mewls. Buck grins, rubbing along Eddie’s cheek with his other hand.
Buck pulls his thumb out, quickly slicking up his fingers, before he dives back in.
It doesn’t take long for Buck to reach four fingers—Eddie’s already relaxed from the massage, so he’s pliant and loose for Buck to thoroughly explore. He leaves a kiss on Eddie’s ass before he pulls his fingers out, running his hand up and down Eddie’s flank to sooth his whimpers.
“Just taking my clothes off, kitten,” Buck murmurs into his left cheek, before biting it playfully. “Then I’ll get you nice and full.”
Buck pulls back and off the bed, making quick work of removing his shirt. He goes to toss it aside but then Eddie reaches out for it and Buck…
Buck hands it over, like he does everything when it comes to Eddie. He’d give him the world if he asks, so a shirt is no big deal.
Eddie grabs it and pulls it up to his face, sniffing it and purring happily. Buck starts pulling down his sweats and boxers as he watches Eddie watch him—eyes lidded with anticipation and something that looks a lot like love.
He settles behind Eddie, kneeling on the blankets between his legs. Buck trails his hands up Eddie’s calves before settling them on his thighs. He rubs his thumbs against the skin, feeling the vibrations Eddie lets out at the attention.
Buck gently pushes one thigh upwards, the movement easy given how lax and pliable Eddie’s body is. “There we go,” He murmurs as he shuffles closer, “good kitten.”
Eddie lets out a shudder, purr hitching as he shifts his hips. His tail is moving back and forth in a happy, lazy wave.
Buck slicks up his cock, squeezing his shaft for some release. They’ve been teasing each other for the last while, and Buck feels so on edge. He knows by the way Eddie’s squeezed his fingers, that he won’t last long inside of him.
A flick of the tail to his face jolts him from his musings. “Impatient,” Buck huffs, moving the last inch. He rests his cock between Eddie’s ass cheeks, rubbing between them. The tip of his cock catches on Eddie’s rim with every pass up.
“Buck—“ Eddie whines, high and needy. “Buck, please,” There’s tears in his golden eyes, and Eddie’s tail is flickering rapidly. His hips keep moving up and back, trying to slip Buck’s cock in himself.
“Okay, okay,” Buck soothes, rubbing his hands up and down Eddie’s flank. He can feel Eddie’s purrs beneath his skin.
He grabs his cock once more, lining it up with Eddie’s rim. He holds one hand on his hip, and pushes inside.
The heat inside is almost too much for Buck. He has to pause only a few inches in to catch his breath before he blows his load early. Eddie however, doesn’t seem to like this decision, because he keeps pushing his hips back against the rough grip Buck has on them.
“Fuck, Eddie,” Buck pants into the younger man’s neck, “you have to stop, hold on a minute,” He’s going crazy with the pressure and warm heat surrounding his cock, with the moans and purrs that grow louder the more Buck sinks in, with the knowledge that he’s inside his best friend and they haven’t even said ‘I love you’ yet.
“Buck,” Eddie’s voice draws around a moan, “feels good.” His tail is making its way up Buck’s arm to wrap around his neck. It tickles his abdomen, and Buck laughs into Eddie’s neck. He can feel Eddie preening under him.
It takes a minute or two for Buck to get his orgasm under control, before he’s pushing himself up off Eddie’s back. He circles his hips, grinding into Eddie and cutting off his whine before they can really begin.
“Ready?” Buck asks as he admires the lean body beneath him. Eddie’s tail tightens around the back of his neck as he nods into the pillows and Buck’s t-shirt.
It’s all the confirmation he needs.
Buck pulls his hips back halfway, before pushing back in. The heat and tightness is just as shocking as the first time, but he continues despite it. He builds up a quick rhythm, pulling his cock out more each time and pushing it back in harder, until the only sounds in the room are flesh slapping together and Eddie’s violent purrs.
Eddie’s hips are pushing back against Buck’s grip again, and this time he gives in. He falls forward and catches himself on his hands before their heads connect, but he lowers his neck down to kiss along Eddie’s shoulder and neck as Eddie eagerly chases his cock. This close, he can hear Eddie’s quick ah ah ah’s as Buck’s cock drags along Eddie’s prostate.
Buck moves his lips up until he’s biting at the lobe of Eddie’s ear. Eddie keens below him, and he feels the cat ears above flick gently against his temple. It’s such a soft movement in comparison to their lower halves, and it makes Buck smile as he mouths down Eddie’s jaw.
“B’uck,” Eddie slurs, voice rough with moans but smooth still from the purrs that rack his body. It’s a new sound, but Buck thinks it’s his favourite. Eddie’s head shifts under his ministrations, so Buck pulls back just enough to see his eyes flick over Buck’s face. “Buck,” Eddie repeats, voice breaking on a moan.
“Feel good?” Buck huffs, watching Eddie’s face carefully, making sure that he’s feeling nothing but contentment. Eddie nods deliriously, voice catching on a moan. Buck can feel his body shaking from the force of his purrs. “Sounds like y’re feeling good,” Buck murmurs. He feels the tip of Eddie’s tail flick his cheek before tightening again. Buck feels delirious as he laughs into Eddie’s shoulder.
“K’ss me,” Eddie mumbles, eyes fluttering closed as Buck hits his prostate again. “pl’se,”
Buck’s heart skips a beat, and his hips slow down without his permission. Did Eddie just…? No. Buck must have misheard him.
Eddie groans beneath him, his hips moving faster to make up for Buck’s lack of movement. “Buck,” he drags out in a whine, “move,” Eddie huffs. His tail flickers impatiently, and it snaps Buck out of his thoughts. He picks up speed again, pulling away from the shared warmth of their breaths at Eddie’s neck.
“Fuck, Eddie,” Buck groans. Eddie is still so tight around him. He’s loose and pliant all over, but Buck’s ministrations and cock hasn’t been enough to loosen Eddie completely from the core. He wraps his hands around Eddie’s waist, lifting his hips up until Eddie’s on his knees. It causes his cock to slip, and Buck is treated to the view of Eddie’s hole clenching around nothing. It’s a hypnotizing sight, leaving Buck breathless, thinking about Eddie clenching to keep Buck’s cum from escaping.
The possessive thought drives him up and he mounts Eddie from behind, sliding his cock home. He plants one foot on the bed, and thrusts harder than he’s done all night. He can’t get the thought of his cum leaking out of Eddie out of his head, and he drives his cock in and out in a rapid succession.
“You feel so fucking—good, Eddie,” Buck stutters out in between breaths. “So pliant for me, moving wherever I put you,” Buck groans, pushing Eddie’s back into a deeper arch just to prove his point. Eddie moans, and his tail flicks out in pleasure. “Fit my cock so good,” Buck praises, watches as Eddie visibly preens. “Made just for me.” He lets out a possessive growl as he drives his cock in.
Below him, Eddie shutters. “Buck. Kiss me.” Eddie demands, his voice as clear as it’s been since Buck put his hands on Eddie. Buck’s hips slow down again as he leans down. “Ple’se,” Eddie whines again.
“Okay, okay,” Buck murmurs, letting Eddie’s hips drop as he kisses down his back. Eddie purrs as he gets closer to his neck, before he tilts his head to watch Buck.
He finally reaches Eddie’s face, and he takes a breath to look over the blissed out face beneath him. Eddie’s eyes are fluttering, pupils wide and his irises are glowing golden. He’s so beautiful, with sweat shining across his forehead and his hair plastered to the pillow.
He moves in closer, grabbing Eddie’s head on the other side so he can tilt him just right, before he connects their mouths together.
It’s like fireworks and coming home all at once.
He can feel Eddie’s purrs against his lips, feels how soft they are despite Eddie biting them constantly, and he tastes the remnants of the chapstick Eddie regularly uses mixing with his own. He can taste the salt of Eddie’s sweat and tears as he moves his tongue across Eddie’s lips. Feels how easily Eddie opens his mouth for him.
He pulls back before he gets too addicted, chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath.
“Mhmm,” Eddie sighs beneath him. “l’ove you,”
Buck’s hips falter just as Eddie’s eyes flutter. “W-what?” He manages to get the words out between breaths. Eddie’s hole clenches around his cock, and it’s distracting him from what Eddie just said, enough that his hips start moving again to chase the pressure.
Eddie rolls his head on the pillow, his hair getting more tangled with the sweat that’s been building up along his body. His ears twitch, and he smiles lazily. “Love you,” he murmurs again. “treat me so-” His eyes flutter closed again as his breath catches, Buck hitting his prostate absentmindedly.
It takes a moment for Eddie to regain his breath, Buck watching anxiously as he does so. Eddie loves him. Eddie loves him. His mind is racing as he fucks Eddie slowly.
“Treat’me so well,” Eddie breathes out, “my B’uck,” he sighs happily.
Eddie’s eyes are still closed so he doesn’t notice Buck anxiously searching his face for any sign of a lie, for anything to tell him Eddie only means this moment, but he finds none. Despite his insecurities yelling at him through a hazy fog, he sees nothing but pure bliss on Eddie’s face.
My Buck races through his mind as he rolls his hips again and again. Eddie loves Buck, thinks Buck treats him well, and Buck would be lying if he said he wasn’t pleased at this information. Eddie can sometimes be a fortress when it comes to admitting these things, and so Buck decides to take him at his word.
“Yeah?” He huffs, leaning down to kiss Eddie’s pliant lips once more. “You enjoy when I take care of you?” He rolls his hips a little more forcefully, his rhythm building back up again.
“Mhm,” Eddie nods. With half his face smushed in the pillows, and the other half under attack from Buck’s mouth, their foreheads knock together lightly.
Buck kisses him again and again, swallowing Eddie’s soft groans down like it’s the air he needs to breathe.
“m’close,” Eddie pants. His purrs have ramped up now, louder than they’ve been all night. His hole is clenching rhythmically around his cock, and he can feel Eddie’s tail tighten around the back of his neck once more, similarly to the way Eddie’s fingers squeeze Buck’s shirt below him.
Buck’s close too, but he wants to get Eddie over the edge before he lets himself fall. “Me too,” Buck speaks into Eddie’s mouth. He wants to feel them grin one last time before he pulls back, so he chances it with; “gonna fuck you harder again, baby, think you can take it?” He lets out a questioning hum, waiting, waiting, until—
Eddie shutters beneath him. Success.
“Pl’se,” Eddie whimpers, hole clenching again.
Buck reluctantly pulls away from Eddie’s warmth, until it’s just his tail and Buck’s cock connecting them together. He trails his hands up, up, up, watching as Eddie shivers and gasps underneath his palms. He watches in delight as Eddie wiggles his hips when Buck finally grips them.
Then, he moves.
He plants his foot back on the bed, raises himself to his other knee, and thrusts.
He’s quick and brutal with the snap of his hips, driving Eddie up the bed and short bursts of moans out of his lips. Eddie wiggles and pushes back against Buck’s cock as much as he can, but it’s weak with overwhelmed exhaustion.
“Fuck, Eddie,” Buck’s mouth starts opening, words coming out unfiltered as he drives into the younger man over and over again. “You look so good, feel so good,” between thrusts, “wish I could keep you on my cock all day, baby” when he slows down to grind deeply into Eddie, specifically targeting his prostate.
“Buck, Buck,” Eddie whines into the fabric.
Buck picks up his pace again. “You’re so beautiful Eddie,” Buck praises, watching in delight as the blush spreads across Eddie’s back. “Thank you for letting me take care of you,” he rubs his thumb against Eddie’s hip, brushing along the base of his tail. “Love you.”
Eddie goes near silent, his purrs cutting off abruptly as his entire body clenches at once. His tail tightens around Buck’s neck completely, leaving him breathless between the tug and exertion. Eddie’s hole grips his cock in a sweet, delicious heat, as he comes into the mattress below them.
Buck grinds into him, trying to prolong Eddie’s pleasure, before he feels his gut tighten and his ears ringing in a familiar way.
“In me,” Eddie slurs, pushing back on Buck’s cock with the last of his strength. “In me, inmeinmeinme,” he chants deliriously as his purrs pick up volume again. His tail clenches weakly around his neck, before loosening enough for Buck to suck in another deep breath.
Buck thinks about his earlier thought, about wanting to keep Eddie full, wanting to watch Eddie clench his gaping hole to keep Buck’s cum inside. Eddie’s agreement, without even realizing it, is what finally draws him over the edge.
“‘m coming,” Buck pants, hips stuttering, before he feels the band in his stomach snap, and the rush of cum flooding Eddie’s hole. He grinds again and again, using the rhythmic clench of Eddie’s hole to milk the last of his release.
When he’s completely drained, both physically and well… he collapses onto the bed, barely catching himself before he crushes Eddie completely.
Eddie purrs don’t decrease in velocity, but they quiet down when Buck gets closer and kisses his jaw. He hums and leans into the pillow to give Buck more room.
“Feel better?” Buck checks in, always wanting to make sure Eddie is okay.
Eddie likes when Buck takes care of him, he reminds himself happily, when Eddie nods and hums in confirmation.
“Gonna get us cleaned up,” Buck kisses Eddie’s shoulder, before pulling back.
He only gets so far before Eddie’s tail grabs at him weakly, smacking his shoulder in the familiar huffy way he’s come to associate with Eddie’s annoyance.
“Later,” Eddie’s voice is rough as he swats him with his tail again. “wanna cuddle.”
“Okay,” Buck concedes easily. “Lemmie just pull out first.” Buck tries to pull back again, but Eddie whines, flicking his tail again. “Eddie, baby,” Buck soothes, “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Wanna cuddle.” Eddie repeats. From the half of Eddie’s face he can see, Eddie is pouting into the pillow.
“With me still-”
“Mhm,” Eddie cuts off before Buck can finish asking the question. He tries to twist around as best as he can underneath Buck, and he brings out his absolutely lethal brown eyes, big and wet with his lashes clumping together. If Buck hadn’t come already, the sight alone would be enough to do him in. Let alone what comes out of Eddie’s mouth next; “don’t wanna be empty.”
Buck’s cock twitches at the image, and Eddie groans softly beneath him as his eyes flutter closed. “Okay, okay,” Buck soothes, rubbing a hand across Eddie’s side, the angle a bit awkward from how they’re laying, but he doesn’t mind. “Let me at least roll us over, okay?”
Eddie hums pleased. Buck shifts them onto their sides, Eddie’s body still as pliant as it was, however long ago he started the massage—he twisted their bodies away from his alarm clock, so he can’t be sure, but it feels like hours have passed.
They settle on their sides, Buck taking care to keep his cock in place lest he get swatted by a tail again. Said tail finally slides off the back of Buck’s neck to settle around his wrist again, tugging until Buck wraps his arms around Eddie’s waist, pulling him flush against Buck.
“Happy now?” Buck laughs gently, squeezing Eddie when he huffs. His purrs give him away though, and Buck can tell he’s content.
“Sleepy,” Eddie murmurs softly, before he stretches in the same cat-like way that both worries Buck about his bones and endears him all the same. He settles down enough for Buck to reach over and tug the blanket free and covers them. “Night, love ‘ou.”
Buck’s hand returns to Eddie’s waist, rubbing his thumb against the sweat-dry skin. “Sleep well Eds, love you too.”
Eddie’s purrs finally slow down—not completely, he’ll still vibrate well into his sleep—but enough to tell Buck he’s finally fallen into sleep. Buck chances the movement to lean back and grab his phone off the nightstand, setting a timer for half an hour. Hopefully Eddie will be willing enough to separate by then, because the stickiness will be worse then, and he knows Eddie will be grumpy about that too.
Buck smiles at the thought as he leans forward enough to kiss Eddie’s temple, grin widening as he feels the subconscious twitch of Eddie’s cat ears against his cheek.
They still have to talk about what this means for them, but Buck’s optimistic about the outcome. He settles back down again, far enough away to not choke on Eddie’s hair in his sleep, and drifts off.