DarcysLetter
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Eddie notices him staring at his bulge and opens his legs a little wider. “You want something, Buck?”
He shouldn’t, but what comes out of his mouth is, “Y-yeah.”
OR: Fresh from his breakup, Buck goes to Eddie’s, where they end up far closer than either of them expected.
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01 Jun 2026
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Eddie goes into his rut. Buck thinks he's sick, so he brings over some soup. Sexual tension ensues. No sexual activity until later because consent is sexy.
"Buck feels both calm and frantic with energy.
A part of him is screaming at himself that Eddie’s not in his right mind, that Eddie doesn’t want him like that, not for real.
“I broke my cell phone.” Eddie says suddenly.
“What- why?” Buck can’t help but worry. What if something happens?
“I kept wanting to call you. Text you. Beg you to come over.”
Buck’s heart jumps into his throat.
“Why didn’t you?” His voice is gravelly to his own ears."
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24 Mar 2026
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Whimpering, Shane looked down between their bodies. Ilya’s other hand dragged slowly down Shane’s chest, over his trembling stomach, and came to rest just below his navel. There, pressed against Ilya’s own abdomen, was a soft, distinct bulge.
“See?” Ilya whispered, his eyes glowing with a feral light. “That’s me. Inside you.”
He pressed down with his fingers, right on the bulge.
Shane screamed.
(or, first day at the cottage gets Ilya scent drunk on his omega)
Tag to be covered: Crying Shane Hollander
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- Part 8 of Crashing out over Hollanov
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The alpha steps around the curtain, tugging it closed behind him. It’s almost cute, that he thinks there’s any privacy in this place.
“Hi,” the alpha says, voice rough with desire. His scent spikes with it too, filling the space between them. “I’m Ed- Shit. Are we allowed to share names?”
Buck blinks at him in surprise. An alpha with a face like that—a body like that—speaking with so much uncertainty surprises him. Not to mention the polite way he keeps his eyes on Buck’s face, even as Buck stretches his legs out further, knowing how many alphas have been weak for them.
“There’s no rule,” he says slowly, wondering if maybe this is a trick, or some elaborate foreplay. “Most just don’t bother.”
or, buck and eddie meet, have sex, and talk about their feelings
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Buck snorts. “Don’t know if you can count Buck version one in my career. Could be used against me, even. Hey- if you were captain, and I stole the firetruck-”
“I’d-” Eddie starts, and then cuts himself off. That blush from before returns, even as he stubbornly keeps his eyes on the road. Buck feels his eyebrows raise, and his mind starts to really tick in interest. “I’d handle it.”
“You’d handle me,” Buck drops his voice to a whisper, leans over the center console. “Could show you what I used it for. Captain.”
“You talk a big game,” Eddie says. He’s recovered somewhat, even with Buck still close. “But when I said no one would notice if we went to the storage closet-”
or, buck and eddie and the wonders of undernegotiated roleplay