Fics like I crept up in you (and I would never let go)

Buck feels— There's something wonderful about kissing someone. Sex was good—not that they'd had it—but it was great. But kissing? It was like stopping the world for just this one little epoch of time, like everything else faded out of existence around you. Every loud thing in your brain fades, and all you can feel is how you slot together perfectly. Like this person was made from the same star stuff as you, so everything about them was your perfect fit. They'd never kissed before, but they naturally fall into the perfect slotting of lips. Buck loses time like this, locked with Eddie—the damp of his skin pressed against Buck's uniform, the warmth of him bleeding into Buck. Fuck, it is so warm. Eddie pulls away abruptly, and Buck whines at the disconnect.

Fics like I crept up in you (and I would never let go)

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