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There was just something about Buck in uniform; Eddie couldn’t put his finger on it exactly. Maybe it was the way the shirt sleeves hugged his bicep. Maybe it was the way the dark trousers framed his ass perfectly. Maybe it was the way the big overcoat swallowed him up a bit, hiding his bulky form under an equally bulky piece of clothing. Maybe it was that it made Buck look… ready to take on the world to save someone. Eddie had known he liked a person in uniform since before the military but doing tours had really solidified that knowledge. It was honestly how he’d avoided the realisation about his demisexuality for so long – he just hadn’t realised it was the uniform, not the person that was making him feel hot under the collar.
He pondered this as he watched his boyfriend step into the bunkroom at the station. Eddie was supposed to be sleeping, so he was in a set of worn shorts and no shirt while Buck was still in uniform. Eddie had never been with someone who combined his sudden sexual attraction with his attraction to people in uniform and he felt his blood sing as he looked at an oblivious Buck. The man was pottering about, looking for his sleep clothes and Eddie saw him freeze in his movements suddenly, only belatedly realising that he’d made a soft keening sound from his bunk.
Buck stood up taller before he slowly turned to fix his eyes on the man in the bed.
“Eddie?” Eddie hummed, completely unashamed as his eyes ate up every inch of Buck in uniform. He could feel himself grow stiffer in his shorts, the way he was lying on the bed doing nothing to hide his growing arousal.
“Eddie.” His eyes snapped up to Buck’s only to be met by an intense look analysing his features.
“Buck.” His voice was breathier than usual and Eddie watched the effect it had on Buck. The man’s lips parted slightly as if on a gasp too soft for Eddie to hear, his hand clenched as if Buck had stopped himself from reaching out.
“Eddie,” Buck started again. “We’re at work.” Eddie raised an eyebrow at the other man.
“I – why’re you…?” The question hung between them and Eddie really just wanted to feel Buck up against him.
“Buck,” Eddie closed his eyes briefly before he looked at Buck with half-lidded eyes. “Have you seen yourself in uniform?” That startled a laugh out of him and Buck stepped up closer to Eddie.
“That a kink for you?” He laughed but sobered when Eddie’s face remained serious. “It is, isn’t it?” Eddie swallowed hard and just nodded, the sight of Buck slowly walking towards him was getting to him more than he would like to admit. His breath was coming shorter, chest heaving slightly, his dick was half hard where it was resting against his thigh, his palms felt sweaty, his skin too hot.
He heard a sound coming from Buck’s throat, caught somewhere between groan and growl, which made him close his eyes and reach for his dick to give it a squeeze, a soft moan falling from his lips at the pressure. He heard footsteps, before the lock on the bunkroom door clicked and he grinned up at the ceiling. He felt Buck’s presence next to him and he gave his dick another squeeze before he moaned at Buck’s voice ringing out.
“Look at me.” Eddie couldn’t help but obey. Buck was magnificent. Eddie was used to him being taller than him but this way, him lying on the bed, vulnerable, chest exposed and ridiculously aroused already and Buck standing, looming over him in full uniform was sending bolts of arousal through his body. Another moan escaped him as he went to reach underneath his shorts but Buck’s hand on his wrist stopped him.
“Nuh-uh, sweetheart. Not so fast.” Eddie whimpered but obeyed. This side of Buck was really getting to him in ways he hadn’t anticipated. Usually he was the more dominant in the bedroom but… judging by the way his pulse was racing, his breath was coming quicker and his dick was fully hard now. He actually whined when he saw Buck reach for the buttons of his shirt.
“No, please.” He whispered and Buck’s gaze became calculating before he softened and framed Eddie’s face with his hands, drawing him in for a quick, hard kiss. His tongue tracing his lips, dipping in before he retreated.
“Tell me what you want from me, Diaz.” Eddie’s breath hitched, his tongue flicking out where he still felt Buck’s breathing on spit-slick lips.
“I want to blow you while you’re still in uniform.” Buck’s groan echoed through Eddie’s entire body, making him shiver and his dick fill even more as all his blood rushed south.
“Fuck, yes, okay.” Buck leaned back up to his full height and Eddie scrambled to sit up, spreading his legs for Buck to stand in-between as his fingers found the fly of his trousers. The heavy material was scratchy against his fingers and inner thighs; he shivered again. Making quick work of the button and zip, Eddie let his hand slip under Buck’s shirt, lifting it and reaching into his pants to pull out his cock. Buck was slowly filling out, still just on this side of soft and Eddie revelled in the velvet soft feeling of him in his hand. He wanted – no needed – him in his mouth now. So, he leaned forward, eyes on Buck’s face as he took the head of the soft dick in his mouth. He could feel it filling out in his hands and the power rush that hit his head was nothing like he’d ever experienced before. He slid lower and paused, letting his tongue occasionally flex against Buck’s cock in his mouth, his hot breath rushing out of his open mouth. Buck’s hand came to rest on his cheek and he slipped his thumb into Eddie’s mouth alongside his dick. Eddie moaned, the vibrations making Buck twitch against the soft roof of his mouth.
“So good,” Buck whispered; Eddie keened. “So good for me.” Eddie let his eyes close as he focused his senses on the hardening dick in his mouth. He could feel, smell and taste the way Buck was getting off to Eddie’s lips wrapped around his cock. Buck’s thumb was resting on his tongue, pushing down so he couldn’t move, just had to sit there and take it. Even as Buck’s hips gave the slightest twitch, making his cock push a bit further into Eddie’s mouth, eliciting a moan from him as the cockhead hit his back teeth. He lifted his hands to wrap them around Buck’s thighs. The feeling of Buck’s work trousers startled another, longer, moan from Eddie and he squeezed, fingers digging into the flesh and muscle, feeling the coiled power of Buck right there, in his mouth, beneath his hands, between his thighs. It was almost too much, almost. Eddie loved it. He opened his mouth to look up at Buck as he closed his lips around Buck’s cock and thumb, the sight of Buck’s face slightly obscured by his pecs and the flaps of his chest pockets. The reminder that Buck was still fully dressed in uniform made Eddie whine again even as his tongue struggled against the weight of the dick and thumb holding it down. He wanted to taste him properly, lick and suck and make him feel good. The groan that was ripped from Buck’s throat made Eddie preen. Buck’s other hand carded through Eddie’s short-cropped hair and his voice washed over Eddie in the most pleasant tones.
“Go on then, suck.” The thumb in his mouth stopped pressing down against his tongue and instead just remained slightly hooked into his cheek as if Buck wanted to see where his dick was disappearing into Eddie’s mouth. If he could’ve, Eddie would’ve grinned but instead he just kept his eyes on Buck, looking up at him and his uniform and did as he was told. He let his tongue curl around the hot, hard dick in his mouth, and sucked. The noises coming from Buck were music to Eddie’s ears, the way he’d thrown his head back was art, the way his fingers tightened on his skull reminded Eddie that this was real.
He could feel his own blood rushing south, the longer he spent with Buck’s dick in his mouth, staring up at the beautiful man in uniform. He felt vulnerable but in a way that was safe. He felt exposed where Buck was still fully clothed, but the dichotomy was getting him high. He could imagine the feeling of Buck’s soft skin under his fingers even as he felt the fireproof fabric of his trousers. He could see the broad tattooed chest even as all his eyes was taking in was dark blue shirt and the gleaming silver of the fire station star – BUCKLEY printed in bold letters above his heart.
Eddie reached down again to palm his own dick through his thin shorts, the difference in fabric making him whine, and this time Buck didn’t stop him. He simply looked down at him with a new fire in his eyes.
“You like that?” Eddie whined as he looked up at him. “Getting off on this? That why you were so keen on going for that firefighter calendar?” Eddie couldn’t think straight, the words a mere cascade of pleasant rumble. The way Buck was stiffening in his mouth, shallow thrusts becoming more erratic, he knew the other man was close so he doubled down. He’d never felt his powerful and vulnerable at the same time. It was addicting.
“Ah, Eddie, fuck.” Buck’s fingers tightened in his hair, pulling him closer so Eddie went willingly, loose-limbed and slack-jawed even as his tongue twirled along the sensitive underside of Buck’s cock again and again, until… Buck made a guttural noise above him and Eddie fought to keep his eyes open, wanting to see Buck. The salty liquid hit the back of his tongue and throat and Eddie swallowed eagerly; his hand slipped under the waistband of his shorts and stripped his cock hard and fast. Buck’s fingers loosened, started stroking Eddie’s hair as he watched the man get himself off to the feeling of Buck’s cock and cum in his mouth and the sight of Buck in his blues above him. Eddie whined as he came, staining his shorts, mouth going slack until Buck finally slipped from his lips. The man immediately bent down to kiss him deeply, slowly, full of lust and love and satisfaction.
“Hm, dirty Eddie.” Eddie made a questioning noise before Buck kissed him again and all fled his mind.
“Didn’t think it’d be the uniform that’d do it.” Buck paused, his eyes dancing with a certain kind of fire. “I like it.” Eddie felt soft and warm and exhausted, words not forming in his mind, but he registered Buck’s grin softening and the teasing tone leaving his voice as he said:
“Sleepy, love?” Eddie managed a weak nod and Buck pressed a soft peck to his forehead, then another to his lips, before he guided him to lie down.
“I’ll just be a minute.” Eddie mumbled in protest but his brain felt mushy and loopy from his orgasm and the feeling of Buck’s uniform, so he let Buck pull the blanket over him, eyes falling closed.
After a while he felt the bed dip as Buck slipped under the covers with him, pulling him close, wrapping his arms around him. Eddie hummed, pleased as Buck buried his face in his neck and breathed in deeply.
“Love you.” Buck pressed the words into the soft skin of Eddie’s shoulder and Eddie slipped into dreams with a smile.