Title: Dying Of Thirst
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Explicit Sex
Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Evan Buckley/Tommy Kinard
Tags: Different First Meeting, Getting Together
Summary: It was like he was dying of thirst.
Word Count: 2,502

"What are you doing?" Eddie asked.

Buck looked at Eddie and then back at the guy at the bar.

"What? I'm watching TV."

"That has that stupid show you hate on it, Buckaroo; tell us another lie? Which lady has your interest?" Hen asked.

Buck swallowed. He hadn't told anyone about the whole thinking he might be bisexual thing, and while no one there would judge him, he also knew that he wasn't quite sure about everything. The guy at the bar had been his whole awakening three weeks before when he had met him in the park. They had talked while running together, and Buck had never gotten his name before the guy was called into work.

It had taken until he had gotten home that Buck had realized that he was jealous when the guy had flirted with the Italian ice guy they had stopped at before ending the day together.

That sent Buck on a spiral to the Internet over the next two weeks. Now, he was staring at the guy he was pretty sure was flirting with him while they had been running, and Buck had let him slip away.

He wasn't going to let it happen again. Buck drained his beer and carried the empty glass to the bin, where he dropped it. He went up to the bar and waited. It took a few minutes for the man to realize that someone was watching him. He turned, and his face broke out into a smile as he looked at Buck.

"Hey, you."

"Hi. So, I never got your name three weeks ago, and I've been hoping to run into you since then."

The man looked to the side, and his eyes widened in shock. Buck followed his line of sight and found the man looking at Hen and Chim. They both looked like they had seen a ghost.

"Know them?"

"Yeah, I used to work with them."

Buck looked the guy up and down. He had gone from personal trainer to something like that just because of the guy's looks, but given how he looked, the firefighter should have been his first guess.

"Yeah, at the 118?"

That brought the man's attention back to him.

"You work with them now?"

"Yes, the other guy there looking at you with a grin on his face is Eddie. I was getting a drink with them when I saw you."

"And you just walked over here?"

"I couldn't let you escape again without getting your name and maybe your number."

"You seem to have done a speed run. I didn't think you caught that I was flirting with you before."

"I didn't, not until after I got home when I was really kicking myself. Honest disclosure: I have never been on a date with a guy before. I've never thought about it. I mean, I've checked out hot guys' asses before, but that's it. It never went further until I was running with you, and we talked like we did. I might be slow sometimes, but I do catch on."

"So, what do you want to do? Hen and Howie are going to harass both of us if we go and sit over there. You approached me, and it's not like we know each other in their eyes. You'll have to explain something. So we had better come up with a lie if you aren't ready to come out to them like that."

"Why lie?"

"I just wanted to be sure. I would never want to pressure anyone into coming out."

Buck smiled at him. "I'm a very thirsty man, Sir," Buck remembered the words that the man had said before while they had been running. The double entendre had escaped him first, but it didn't this time.

The man laughed, and he held out his hand. "Tommy Kinard."

"Evan Buckley."

"It's nice to meet you, Evan."

The way that Tommy said Evan was something that Buck was pretty sure that he was never going to get tired of. "So that you know, they call me Buck. I do not want you calling me Buck. I like the sound of my name in your mouth."

It was Tommy's turn to blush. "Okay, well, if you want me to call you Buck, Evan, or even Buckley, just let me know about the change."

"Hmm, maybe with roleplay."

"You are going to be a firecracker, aren't you?"

Buck just smiled at him before ordering his next drink and some more for the table. Tommy added one, and they waited for the drinks before heading back to the table.

Once they were down, Buck nearly jumped when Tommy's hand landed on his knee, but he didn't mind it at all, especially not when Tommy just smiled at him for it.

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"I told you I was thirsty," Tommy said before he shoved Evan into the door after their run.

"Well, the water is in the kitchen," Evan said.

"Not what I'm thirsty for." Tommy jerked down Evan's shorts, taking his underwear down as well.

"I'm all sweaty."

Tommy slowly got to his knees, keeping his gaze locked with Evan's as he did so. This was what he wanted to do on the first day he met him all those weeks ago. It would have been the cleaner bathrooms at the park, but he was pretty sure that Evan wouldn't have cared about that if he had figured out what Tommy wanted first that day instead of afterward.

The speedrun through Evan getting used to being with Tommy had been fun but was a little exhausting.

Tommy licked at the head of Evan's cock once he got his shorts down to where they would stay on his thighs. Tommy wanted nothing in his way of sucking his boyfriend's cock. He licked up the underside, making sure that he got the tip of his tongue into Evan's slit. Tommy loved it when Evan allowed him to do what he wanted.

Evan had found he enjoyed every aspect of sex they had, but there was something about this, Tommy on his knees with Evan's cock in his mouth, both of them still sweaty from the run with a shower in their future that was going to end in more sex or at least the start of it. Tommy sucked the head of Evan's cock into his mouth, and he started to bob, getting a little more into his mouth with each up and down, teasing his boyfriend.

The soft breathing turned even harder, and Evan moaned from what Tommy was doing to him. He tried to spread his legs, but he was unable to because of his shorts.

"More," Evan begged when Tommy went back to just sucking on the head of his cock.

Tommy pulled off and let the cock bob there in front of him. "More what?"

"Anything."

"Yeah? You'll let me do what I want?"

Evan nodded his head, the sound of his hair rasping against the door as he did so. Tommy stood up, gripping Evan's cock and jacking him a few times. Evan whined at the feeling. Then he got it. One of the things that Evan had said that he wasn't sure about, but Tommy wanted. "Please."

Tommy spun them around, and he marched Evan toward the couch before turning him and bending him over it. Tommy had picked the couch's height for a reason, and this was it. He put Evan on display, his ass looking even better than it had any right, with his ass being framed by his red running shorts.

The lube was buried in the cushions as Tommy had hoped they would end up here. He had a condom in his hand as well. Their tests had come back clean, but they hadn't done more than oral since then. They had been too tired or busy for anything else in the three days since the results came back.

"Bare or condom?" Tommy asked.

"Fuck," Evan said as he settled and gripped the back of the couch, and he groaned before wiggling his ass. "Bare."

"Good, because that's what I want as well." Tommy dropped the condom down in front of Evan, and he opened the lube. The snap of the cap had Evan's body shuddering. Tommy slicked up three fingers but pushed in between his boyfriend's cheeks with two. He played a little as he slicked the lube up between Evan's cheeks a little before pushing all the way in with his two fingers.

It was a quick and dirty prep with Tommy just worried about slicking him up over anything else. He pressed in with three and held them there, holding Evan down with his other hand.

"Shorts," Evan said.

"Nope," Tommy said before he finally pulled his fingers free and lined himself up; he waited to make sure that Evan still wanted this and didn't protest before he used both hands to spread Evan's cheeks and pressed inside of him.

He felt just as good as he had the first time Tommy had pushed inside of him. Tommy was gentle as he got Evan used to the feel of being fucked over the couch. He had admitted to eating a woman out over a couch like this but never fucked one.

The acts that Evan had gotten up to with women had been more arousing than anything else women-related that Tommy had ever experienced.

"Is this better than the woman you ate out?" Tommy asked.

Evan's hands slipped, and he moved just enough to put Tommy all the way inside of him. Evan tried to find purchase on the cushions, but he pushed too hard, and his hand went between the cushions.

"You were jealous?"

"Oh, no, not jealous, Evan."

That flutter of Evan's hole had to be equal to the way his cock jerked as well when Tommy had called him Evan once while he was on his knees in front of him. Tommy had loved it. Hell, he still did. He smiled and then pulled out to push back in just as well.

"I could never be jealous of anyone before you, but I can make sure that what I do to you in the same way is better."

"Yes," Evan said.

Tommy started to pick up speed a little as Evan got himself as settled as possible.

"The couch," Evan breathed a few minutes later.

"Oh, no. I have plans for what you will do when it comes to that mess you are going to make."

Evan groaned, and he tried to get leverage to push back into Tommy with each thrust, but Tommy held him in place with a hand on his back again. Despite this not being long, Tommy was close already. He didn't aim to get Evan off at all with this but had plans that went after it and before their shower.

"Get ready, Evan," Tommy said before he pressed in all the way and came.

Evan groaned as the stimulation of his prostate ended, but then there was the warmth Tommy knew from being released into. He hadn't felt it much since he didn't go bare often at all.

Tommy stayed pressed into him as he slowly started to pull Eavn back, getting him on his feet fully again before checking out the wet spot from his leaking cock. "Look at that. You wanted me that much, baby?"

Evan's head dropped a little, and he groaned.

"Wanna lick it up? Bend over with my cock still inside of you and lick up what you did while I fucked you?"

Evan moved without Tommy even pushing him down. He bent at the waist, and TOmmy kept him pressed right to his groin, his softening cock staying inside for Evan because while he was big, he didn't have to worry about getting that small. He was very much a shower, and Evan loved it.

The kitten licks were cute, but Tommy wanted this show on the road, so he rocked into Evan a little, pushing his face into the couch before Evan started to lick more. When the wet spot was mostly just wet from Evan's tongue, Tommy snagged his shoulder and pulled Evan up.

"Wanna come, Evan?"

"Yes, please, can I touch?"

"No, I'm going to pull out and pull up your shorts."

Tommy did as he said, and he pulled the shorts up enough to cover Evan's ass but kept the front tucked under Evan's balls. He spun him around, picked up Evan, and set him down on the back of the couch before he dropped to his knees and swallowed Evan all the way down.

Evan grabbed Tommy's hair and the back of the couch to settle himself before he went along for the ride.

"I told you I was thirsty," Tommy said when he pulled off to adjust Evan a little better on the couch when he nearly tipped off.

Tommy looked up at him as he took him back into his mouth and worked on getting Evan off as quickly as possible.

"Your mouth, Tommy. I love it. Please don't stop this time. Don't....fuck."

Evan came without warning, which Tommy figured with how he had drawn this out. He sucked him down, and when Tommy pulled off his cock, Evan moved to fall onto the couch to the side. He glared at Tommy. "I'm boneless."

"I kind of figured you would be." Tommy walked around the couch, pulling up his shorts as he did, and he waited for Evan to get laid on the couch rough before he laid down on top of him, kissing him.

Evan opened to the kiss and chased the taste of himself in Tommy's mouth. They shared a lazy kiss for a few minutes before Tommy pulled back and stared down at him.

"How was that?"

"You took that one time I said that I had wanted to lick a woman's slick off the side of the couch to me wanting to do it for my own stuff?"

"I did. I had hoped that wouldn't freak you out. You said you tasted your spend once before."

"I did. I didn't mind the taste, but it's vastly different when it's like that kind of act. I liked it probably more than I should."

"There is a guy I met once who liked to lick his partners and come off the bed after fucking them. He would lay down water resistant sheet and then fuck them to orgasm, then make them watch as he licked up their spend before jerking himself off them and usually licking that up as well."

Evan's face wrinkled in confusion, but he just looked like he was willing to try it.

"We can discuss that later. Let's get cleaned up and see what happens in the shower."

"You always say that. We know what's going to come up, that's our cocks."

"Hmm, then I guess it's good I'm still thirsty, right?"

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