and smiles. puts his sleeping shorts on and gets under a blanket. “you are so stupid,” he mumbles sleepily, arms already wrapping around buck, hands caressing his tummy. buck puts his book and glasses on the nightstand and joins eddie under the covers. “yet you married me.”

you people cannot imagine how much i hate this fuckass picture

bad test scores earn buck an hour of edging, though eddie scraps that method after buck fails on purpose. he aces his tests more when eddie introduces his cock into equation—feeding his puppy as buck kneels in front of him, mouth opened eagerly. hes a good boy. hes earned this :)