Buck tugged on Tommy's shirt to guide him into the room. They were kissing before Buck could even figure out where he was in relation to the mattress on the floor.

"You didn't even set up your bed?"

"Been staying at Maddie's. I'm still working on here. Work got crazy, and I was out of the loft later than I would have liked."

"Had sex in worse places," Tommy said. He gripped Buck's shirt and tugged it over his head. He pushed Buck and knocked him back onto the bed.

Buck bounced, and he started to work on his jeans as he looked at Tommy. Tommy looked a little crazed and it made Buck's body shiver. He wanted to see what it felt like to have Tommy actually lose control on him. They had rough sex a few times when they wanted it and were a little harder on each other, but this felt different.

Tommy worked his jeans open, and he stared down at Buck for a few seconds before taking his shoes off. Buck took a few seconds to do the same to his shoes before he pushed down his jeans enough to show off his hard cock.

"I'm clean. There hasn't been anyone since you," Tommy said, low like it was a promise.

"Same, clean. Lube's in that box over there." Buck nodded with his chin.

Tommy turned and dug through the box that needed to be unpacked sooner rather than later. He had stuff in the bag he took with him to and from Maddie's, but he needed to get something set up here. He needed to stay here. By the time Tommy turned around to face him, Buck had his jeans off, and he was mostly naked. He still had his underwear and socks on.

"I dreamed about this a few times, half drunk at home after coming home from the bar. I didn't like being alone," Tommy said. He stripped off the last of his clothes before kneeling down on the bed. "Hope you didn't like that underwear."

Before Buck could give an answer, Tommy was ripping them up one side and then jerking them down and off the other. He tossed them aside before he picked up one of Buck's legs and pulled the sock off.

"You used to fuck me in my socks," Buck said.

Tommy kissed the inside of his ankle before setting his leg down. He said nothing as he picked up the second and did the same thing. Tommy had been one of the few who had never cared that he sometimes wanted socks on when he slept, sometimes even during sex.

"I did, but today, I want nothing but skin. I want to feel your ankles as they crash into me as I fuck you hard and fast. I'm going to bury myself inside of you. I want to feel you from the inside."

Buck choked a little on the spit in his mouth. He knew those lyrics. Tommy surged forward and kissed him, pinning him to the mattress. Buck groaned as he pushed down into the mattress without the box spring. It was a little harder than normal, but that was okay; it was more than enough for what they needed. He wrapped his legs around Tommy to keep him right where he was, making it harder for him to move back. He wasn't sure what Tommy had planned for them but he was all about this. Tommy kissed him like he was devouring him. He wasn't sure what was going to happen in the morning, but he could push all of that away and settle in and stay like this. He could make it good for them both.

Tommy broke the kiss, and he sat back, pushing at Buck's legs to get the distance he needed as he slicked up his cock. He made a show of it, and then he looked down Buck's body.

"Turn over."

"How can you feel my ankles if I'm on my hands and knees."

"Hmm, we will move around after you come once," Tommy said.

Buck unhooked his ankles and carefully rolled to his front and then got up on hands and knees, feeling the way that Tommy pressed to him, his fingers going down Buck's crack. He pressed inside with two fingers, making Buck drop his head at the pleasure that he had missed of Tommy's thick fingers filling him up. He wasn't sure what he was going to feel when Tommy finally filled him, but completeness was the best option.

Tommy spread his cheeks, and then there was the blunt head at his hole. "I'm going to take you."

"Fuck, yes," Buck said. He had tried to get Tommy worked up like this before, but all he had gotten before was being pinned down and made love to rougher—never this rough, never like this.

Tommy started to push inside of him, and Buck groaned before he nearly dropped forward. Tommy's cock was the one stretching him, making him feel it as he took the thick cock. Tommy was massive, and it had been so fucking good the first time that he had taken it inside of him. Tommy had been so careful, and Buck had been on the happy side of two orgasms before he had been breached.

"You've had something inside of you. You are too loose."

"Toys," Buck gasped as Tommy kept on pressing inside of him, pulling back sometimes and then pushing back in. It was interesting to feel the way that his body was giving way to the thick cock. He wanted to push Tommy to fuck him like the song that he had quoted, fucking him like an animal. He wanted that part of Tommy that he had never gotten before.

"Toys plural?" Tommy asked.

Buck nodded, his elbows giving out. Tommy rode it out, pushing him forward just a little more, making him have to settle on his elbows or eat the mattress. He wasn't opposed to eating the mattress, but not when he wasn't being fucked, and right now, all he was being filled.

"You needed more than one toy inside of you to fill that hole I left?" Tommy asked.

"A plug and a dildo, neither quite as big as you but close enough."

"Hmm, and they did what you needed?"

"No, I still missed you. Especially in my mouth," Buck said.

Tommy growled a little, and he pulled back before pushing back in all the way. Buck was filled, and he missed this, feeling this fucking full of Tommy to where it was like he could feel him in his stomach. He had become addicted to being fucked by him, and Tommy indulged it all he wanted. Buck loved fighting him, too, but there was something about Tommy's weight on top of him that made Buck want that more. It was like he was making up for all of the years he could have had someone on top of him like that, between his legs, filling his ass.

"ready?" Tommy asked.

Buck moaned, and he nodded his head just enough to make sure that Tommy knew that he was ready. He was ready to be fucked like an animal.

Tommy pulled back, and he pushed in gently, doing that a few times, making sure that Buck was slick and ready, and then there were hands on his hips, dry of lube and holding on tight enough to leave marks on him. Tommy had never let his hands leave marks before. Then Tommy fucked in him hard enough that he bounced forward just a little before he got his elbows set under him. He pushed back with the next thrust, and fuck, it was so damned good.

Buck was already close to coming just from having Tommy inside of him. He knew that this part was going to stop when he came, so he held onto that to make sure that he had his fill of this. Tommy didn't relent. The room was full of slaps of flesh on flesh and their breathing. Tommy shifted one hand once Buck had the rhythm set, and he pressed his thumb to the apex of Buck's hole, pressing there hard to make Buck feel it even more.

"Look at you," Tommy said.

Buck whined at the idea of Tommy looking at where Tommy was fucking him hard.

"Spread around my cock and aching for it." Tommy paused at the point where he was filling up Buck all the way. "I could sit here and rock just a little bit, stretch this out for a very long time, and you would be okay with that. Being filled up with my fat cock."

"Yes," Buck gasped as Tommy pulled back out and thrust back in so hard that Buck's teeth clacked off each other.

Tommy shifted his grip to Buck's cheeks and spread them. "I could come over your hole, and you would beg to be fucked more."

"Yes, please," Buck whined before he dropped his head down to the bed, loving the way his forehead brushed on the bed as Tommy let loose once more, fucking him hard and fast, pushing him over that precipice before he was ready to come.

Tommy fucked him through his orgasm and just to the side of too much before he pulled out. Buck slumped down into the bed, and he gave up trying to fight how much this side of Tommy was turning him on. He was manhandled over onto his front, his legs flopping open and his ass landing in the wet spot. He made a face, and that made Tommy chuckle.

"You made the mess; you get to live with sitting in it for a moment." Tommy snagged Buck's legs and lifted them up, and moved up to get his cock back inside of Buck before he allowed Buck to lock his ankles behind him again. "I missed this, your legs holding me right where you wanted me. Making sure that I don't go anywhere as I fill you up."

Tommy did just that, filling up Buck with a single, solid thrust. It was nothing compared to what he had been doing,g but it felt so damned good. His body calmed down, and it didn't feel like he was too sensitive anymore.

"Evan," Tommy gasped before he kissed him.

This fucking was no less brutal than the one before, but it felt different because Buck could touch, and he held on, scratching his nails down Tommy's back, trying to find purchase as he was fucked hard and fast. he could only hold on and hoped that he would be able to come again, close to when Tommy came.

Buck turned his head a little and deepened the kiss, trying to get Tommy to lose that little shred of control that he had that would allow him to really let go, and when Buck reached down and cupped his ass, trying to get him to go harder, he snapped.

There was nothing in Buck's head but the fucking. The way his body jolted with the thrusts and how much Tommy was losing control. Buck came first, and his body pulled Tommy along behind him, Tommy pressing all the way inside for him to come, filling him up.

Buck slumped back to the bed when Tommy rolled to the side, still pressed to Buck but from the side. They were both breathing hard, and one of them needed to get up and get things to clean them up. Buck had gotten the bathroom setup because it was stupid not to when he would need to use it while getting the place set up.

"You can do that whenever you want," Buck said.

"Yeah, booty call. Tell you to get on your hands and knees before I even get here; see what kind of good boy you can be. Or call you to my place and have you get on your knees right inside of the door, have your mouth a little before I have your ass?"

Buck shouldn't feel as aroused by that as he was. This was part of what was missing the last time. The points where they asked for what they wanted when it came to sex. He wanted to have something else, but this was good enough for now. He would talk to Tommy in the morning.

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Tommy debated getting up and feeding Evan, but there was something alluring about staying like this with Evan half on top of him because the wet spot had been cleaned up, and then the bed had really been wet. The downside to fucking on a bed that had no sheets on it. The simple sheet had been enough to cover them up, and he had talked Evan into getting dressed in his sleep clothes, and Tommy had borrowed some as well.

Evan started to wake up, rubbing his face on Tommy's chest in the way he had always done before when they woke up in this position. Tommy ached to have this every single day. Evan had a year sublet on the place, so that was going to be hard to break, and Tommy owned his place outright, and it was more than big enough for the two of them. There were hard decisions to make if they decided to get back together.

The sex had been great, with Tommy letting go in a way he hadn't before, wanting, claiming. The things he had been afraid of showing Evan, but Evan had taken them in stride and even enjoyed them if the two orgasms and the way he had passed the hell out after being cleaned up were any indication.

"Morning," Evan whispered.

"Morning," Tommy said before he kissed the top of Evan's head. "Hungry?"

"I have no food in her,e and I don't want to get up. Why don't you order breakfast? You have your phone in here right?"

"I do." Tommy reached out for it, hand hitting the floor. He jerked at that but then remembered. It was just a mattress on the floor.

"I need to get my bed set up."

"How'd you sleep?" Tommy asked.

"Good. Best night I've had here, also the first night where it's just mine, but even when I stayed over a few times over the years, I was on the couch, and let me say that Eddie's couch kind of sucked."

"I remember that. I stayed over once cause we got a little too into talking and drinking, and I was too drunk to drive home. How do you feel about bagels and fruit?"

"Fruit, yes, bagels, no. I want eggs, bacon, potatoes."

Tommy closed out of the app he opened and went to the one diner place that he loved that delivered on their own. He had never checked if Eddie's was in the scope of where they would deliver, and he was happy when they did. He put in the address and then named it Evan. He worked through what he knew Evan would like. They couldn't shower at the same time cause that bathroom was not set up for that. So they would take longer in the shower in general. He could at least get the coffee pot out and everything set up for that while Evan was in the shower, figuring out a place to eat.

"You don't have to do all of that," Evan said. He started to sit up, but Tommy cupped his shoulder and kept him down on Tommy.

"Yes, I do. We have a lot to talk about, and this time, I'm going to listen and let you tell me what you mean by what you are saying, not what your brain, when it's excited, blurts out."

Evan started to blush, and Tommy kissed the top of his head again. He dropped his phone down when the order was placed.

"Now what?" Evan asked.

"Well, how about we get into the shower? You can go first, and I can work on getting coffee going."

"I'll have to dig out the coffee maker."

"I'm sure the box is labeled well enough for me to find it. You get ready, and then you can find my clothes while I'm in the shower."

Evan sighed like it was the end of the world but got up and headed for the bathroom. The only thing that would have made it better was if he was naked, but given the bed wasn't made, that was a bad idea. Evan would have frozen all night long.

Tommy stayed in the clothes he had borrowed and headed for the kitchen. Finding the box labeled coffee maker, he found all of the stuff inside for coffee as well, outside of the liquid creamer. He opened the fridge and wasn't shocked to find it fully empty. Evan would have probably worked through all the fresh things in the loft and then probably decided to buy all new condiments. There might even be a cooler somewhere with a few things that were from the loft. He would have to look for that.

The smell of coffee woke Tommy up the rest of the way, and he looked at the liquid as it dripped down. He then headed to the box labeled dishware and found it was plates and silverware. He opened up the next and found wrapped glasses, and then the final box held the mugs he was looking for. He added a touch of sugar to his and then a lot of the powdered creamer. In Evan's mug, he put cream and sugar in equal measures and then waited for the coffee to be done. He leaned against the counter, thinking about what Evan was going to do with the place. The layout of the kitchen meant that the fridge could only really stay where it was, and the same for the living room on a few things. There was only so much space with the way that windows were laid out for the couch. He had a shift later, but he could stay and help Evan get things laid out the way he wanted and maybe help him get the place settled while he had someone else there to distract him. It would hopefully work out the way that it was needed to.

Evan came in wearing clothes that looked like what he would wear to work out. He smiled at Tommy before slipping over to give him a kiss. Tommy still had morning breath, covered a little by the coffee but not enough that he wanted to have a make-out session.

"The shower is all yours," Evan said.

"Good. I'll be back. Your cup is right there." Tommy pointed where it was and he took his cup with him to the bathroom. He found that Evan had already laid out clothes for him, which were actually his clothes. He had wondered where he had left them. He thought maybe they were stuffed in a bag in a closet or something.

Even the underwear was his. He headed to the bedroom to look at the boxes and found one that had a good bit of the stuff he had left at Evan's. He had never asked for it back, and Evan had never offered it, which was working out well right now. He swapped one of the shirts to make sure he didn't need to worry about it getting too messed up while helping Evan.

Tommy was quick in the shower, leaving his stubble on his face because he could shave when he got ready for his flight suit. He had done it more than once when he was working overnight and only overnight. He was one of the better night flyers that the station had, and when shifts were a little messed up, he didn't mind offering to take the nights. He loved LA at night from above. It looked like it was so much better than it was during the day.

The sound of the door shutting graced his ears when he headed out of the bathroom; he looked at Evan carrying the food over to the table he had set up. It was a new table, and it looked like it hadn't been cleaned that much because there was still what looked like dried flour on it. He wondered if that was the whole baking thing that he had heard Ravi mention under his breath when he had been walking away from the table. He would ask about that but first, they needed to eat so that neither of them was angry.

"This spread looks good," Evan said as he started to pull out boxes. He ripped off a lid from a box and used it to start to dish up his food.

Tommy sat down across from him and did the same thing. It was at least going to make cleanup easy. They could throw it all away or at least put some into Evan's containers that went into the fridge. He figured that everything was clean before Eva had wrapped it up and since it hadn't been in boxes for long, there was no washing needed.

"What are you doing Saturday?" Tommy asked.

"Hmm, nothing that I know off the top of my head; why?"

"Want to go on a date?" Tommy asked.

"You aren't afraid of me breaking your heart?"

"Not as much anymore."

"Why?"

"Because I got a grasp on my jealousy that was based on nothing."

Evan gave him a look that said he was so confused. He looked so adorable. His hair was still a mess from the shower. He was beautiful.

"It's not because Eddie is gone, even if you living in his place is a little weird to me; it's more about how you seem to be handling it."

"Ah, Eddie's straight."

Tommy scoffed, and he picked up his coffee to take a sip. "That doesn't mean shit when it comes to feelings that people have for him. You know that Donato asked me if the Vegas trip was a date. He was dating Marisol, and he had made the comments about asking her to sit with Chris to make sure that someone was there since we were going to be gone for so long. I don't hit on people who are dating. I'm not that kind of guy, and then I asked her if she had friends and did things with them. She kind of shut up then. She made a comment that you were too codependent on Eddie. I was more worried about that, but then you were so sad last night. Ravi told me that you were driving him up a wall and that you didn't need new friends that quickly and needed to settle into what kind of friend you wanted. Then he left me there after lying."

"I kind of freaked out on him. He sucked at quarters, though. I wasn't nearly as drunk as I wanted to be. Then I was glad of that when you sat down. So, you aren't afraid of me having feelings for Eddie anymore?"

"No, I never really was. I was more worried about where I would fall on the scale. I know that getting with someone doesn't mean that they shoot to the top of your priority. I just have a lot of insecurity that I would never matter as much as everyone else in your life."

"I'm sorry I made you think that. Things were insane when we got together. It's not like the last while was any better. I would have loved to have had you around when I found out that Eddie was moving to El Paso. I might not have acted like a brat about it. Well, you would have stopped me. Then I would have loved to have support with Maddie missing."

Tommy felt that stab to his heart. "No one supported you?"

Evan shrugged. "They were focused on Chim, which is where they should be focused. Him and Jee."

"And yet, it's your sister, and it's not the first time she's gone missing. Someone should have checked on you as well."

Evan looked away, and Tommy knew to back off that.

"What else did you do?"

"Adopted a dog, had the dog get found by his people. Had to let him go."

"You could get a dog here, couldn't you?"

"Yeah, it's in the lease. I would need to do some work on the fence in the backyard. I would need to make sure that it was safe for whatever breed I go and get. Though, I have you now."

"And you can still have a dog. It might be good to have someone to talk to who is just made to listen to you."

Evan's eyes widened like he had never thought of it like that.

"Maybe. We can work on the fence soon and then see about getting a dog that likes you as well. We can take things slower this time, except for sex. We have to have sex."

Tommy laughed, and he nodded his head. He picked up his coffee and took a sip before looking at his food. He had eaten more than he thought he would have so far, but it was easy to listen to Evan talk and eat. He felt like maybe things would be better this time around.

"You tear down all of my reasons for saying no," Tommy said.

"Good. I'm glad. I want this to work, Tommy. You left me, and my world went to hell. Which is not your fault, but it started with you. I want to be happy. I want to have something that is just for me, and I think that maybe I can find it with you. I can find happiness."

"I think we can as well."

The End