CHAPTER SEVENTY ONE , HAIR IN YOUR FOOD ALWAYS LEADS TO YOU GETTING LAID

a/n : this is kind of a long chapter butttt it's ALL EmiBuck, so idc

Smut Warning!

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"Hi."

Buck couldn't even say "Hi" back. His eyes just stayed glued to her body. She was wearing an emerald green dress with thin silver heels. The dress perfectly shaped every curve of her body and Emery knew he took noticed it that.

Buck sucks in a sharp breath. "Hi."

Emery raises her brows and frowns, but there was a small smile hinted on her lips. "He speaks."

Buck refocus on her eyes and his face starts to get hot. How long had he been staring at her? "I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to stare—"

"Oh, please stare." Emery snorts. "It took me all week to plan this outfit out."

Buck laughs, "Does this give you immediate permission to stare?"

"Oh, without question." Emery snorts which quickly becomes a laugh. Buck's own laughter increases from her quick answer.

"You can come in. I won't bite." Emery steps aside to let him in. "Wren won't be home until tomorrow."

Buck huffs, "Is she ever really home?" He walks into the house.

"Since becoming detective, absolutely not." Emery says. "I don't want to accuse Detective Romero from stealing my best friend. But that's exactly what he did."

"Has it been lonely without seeing her as much?"

Emery hums and closes the door. "I mean, I guess. But I also know that she comes home at some point in the day, so it eases my worry a bit."

Buck looks across Emery's face and he could tell that she was not only trying to explain it him like it wasn't a big deal, but she was trying to convince herself too. He shouldn't have brought it up now. His eyes shift to the box in his hand and he raises his brows.

Hoping to shift her attention, holds the box out to her. "Uh, these are for you."

Emery frowns, "A gift?" Her face drops with terror. "Are you doing a 2 week anniversary thing? Because I didn't get you anything—I wanted to get you something for our 1 week anniversary but I talked myself out of it, dammit—"

"No, Emi." Buck interjects. "I know you don't like living flowers."

"Bugs are attracted to them and I hate bugs." Emery shudders. "Thank you for acknowledging that."

"So, I wanted to get you something to kind of be our version of a flower..." Buck motions to the box.

Emery softly smiles, "This is really thoughtful, Buck." She reaches her hands forward to grab the gift. As she grabs the gift, Buck notices the bandages wrapped around her forearm and he pulls his brows together. Before he could even ask what that was about. Emery's mouth drops open and she gasps. "You got me a Lego flower!"

"That you can build yourself." Buck adds. "I know you have a system on how your Lego building works, so I didn't want to interfere with that."

Emery sets the box on her counter and walks over to Buck. She wraps her arms around this neck and presses her lips to his. Buck nervously giggles into her mouth but he kisses her back while gripping her waist.

"You get me." Emery softly speaks. "Thank you so much, but..."

Buck's heart drops. "Oh, god. You hate it."

Emery pulls her brows together as Buck begins to spiral. "No? No, I don't hate it." She softly laughs and grabs his arm. "I was going to say that we should put build the flower together."

Buck takes a moment to look over Emery's face. Her eyes glowing with admiration and excitement. She was excited to do this with him. Buck's stomach flutters and his ears get hot. "You don't let anyone touch your legos."

"I know."

Neither of them break eye contact. "So, why would you want me to touch your legos?"

Emery giggles, "Because, I like you and I trust you." She raises her brows. "And...I figured I should start letting people in, why not start with the guy I'm dating?"

Buck swallows, "Oh, wow. That's...mature."

Emery raises her brows and steps out of his arms. "I would say I'm pretty mature." She says. "I mean, I'm more mature than how I was when we first met."

Emery grabs her purse and sets the box on the counter. Buck watches as Emery moves around the house. Emery was right, she had grown into a much different person than who she was 4 years ago. Buck then felt his heart sink a bit. Has he changed for the better? He wanted Emery to be with the best version of himself. She deserves that.

"You ready?"

Buck looks at Emery and a smile forms on his lips. "Yeah, let's go."

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"Miss Sharpe, we've been waiting for you!"

The girl raises her brows and slightly opens her mouth. "Oh, really?" She nervously chuckles. "I didn't know I was running late."

"Oh, you're not." The host shakes his head. "You're actually on time."

Emery lets out a breath of relief. For a second, she thought she was losing her touch.

"I can show the two of you to your table, if you'd like?"

"Oh, yes. Thank you." Buck says.

The host grabs the menus and walks through the doorway. Emery and Buck turn to each other with big smiles. Neither of them have ever been to Pauly's. It was an unattainable dream they both had. At least it used to be.

"Here you are." The host sets the menus on the table. "Enjoy."

"Thank you so much."

Buck steps closer to Emery until he was behind her. "Can I...?"

Emery raises her brows. She slightly turns her head to see Buck holding a hand out to her jacket. Emery raises her brows, "A gentleman? I didn't think that was possible for you."

"Oh, you wound me, Emerson." Buck gently pulls her jacket off her shoulders, his fingers lightly brush against her arms; causing goosebumps to form in his wake. He then pulls her chair out and Emery playfully rolls her eyes. "All right, now you're pushing it." She lightly pats his chest.

Buck just sends her a cheeky smile in reply. They both sit in their seats. Emery looks around the restaurant, admiring the chandeliers and large fish tank put into the wall. "There's an octopus in that tank!" She softly gasps.

Buck whips his head around and looks at the aquarium. "Holy shit..." his jaw goes slack. "And there's a—"

"A clownfish!" Emery gasps even louder. She then snaps her hand over her mouth, noticing how loud she is. "Okay, get it together, Evan. People are gonna look at us like we're new here."

"Well, we are new here." Buck chuckles. "And I am completely together. You aren't."

"How can I be? There is a big ass fish tank right in our vicinity!" Emery harshly whispers. She then dramatically gasps which causes Buck to laugh. Emery grabs her menu, "Tell me the truth...would you hate me, if I ordered the olive tapenade?"

Buck smirks, "I would be surprised if you didn't."

Emery lowers her face behind her menu and silently cheers. Buck looks at his menu, "So, for dessert...would you hate me if I ordered--"

"Don't even ask me that."

Buck blinks, "Don't ask you what? I want your answer."

Emery lowers her menu, revealing a deadpan expression. Buck raises his brows. "Do not order mint chocolate chip ice cream."

"Why Not? It has the chocolate chunks in it!" Buck exclaims.

Emery looks back at the menu. "There is tiramisu, tres leche, eclairs, Chocolate Ganache Layer Cake. And you want...mint chocolate chip ice cream." she clicks her tongue and looks at Buck. He keeps his eyes on Emery's, not even bothering to say anything. Emery slowly shakes her head and a soft fit of laughter escapes her lips. "You're amazing, you know that?"

Buck couldn't stop it. His face flushed a light pink and his ears got fiery hot. Emery softly chuckles, "You're cute when you're flustered."

"So, all the time?"

Emery lightly hums and vigorously nods her head. "Yeah, exactly."

Buck rolls his eyes playfully and looks back at the menu. "I'm getting the ribeye."

Emery hums, "Predictable."

Buck's mouth drops open and he stares at her. "Oh, really? Predictable?"

"You always get the ribeye." Emery snorts. "This is a fancy restaurant? Can you get something else?"

"Didn't Dr. Martin talk to you about "breaking your routine"?" Buck retorts.

With a smile across her lips, Emery runs her tongue over her teeth. "I knew I shouldn't have told you shit."

"What are you getting tonight? Salmon?" Buck deadpans.

"It's healthy!"

"And predictable!"

Emery holds her hands up, "Okay, fine." She hums. "I will...order the ribeye."

Buck couldn't stop his smile, "And I will order the salmon."

Emery and Buck shake hands and look back at their menus.

They waited about 45 minutes for their food to come out. Everything was nice, the servers were kind to them and informed them if they had any issues then contact them.

Emery and Buck both look at their meals. Emery shifts in her seat and grimaces. She couldn't eat this. And as soon as she saw Buck's expression matching hers, she knew he wasn't going to eat his. Buck lifts his gaze, meeting hers. With both of them reading each other's minds they switch their plates.

Buck couldn't stop his laughter which causes Emery to burst out laughing. "We didn't stand a chance."

Emery softly giggles and her eyes shift to Buck's bowl of soup.

"Oh, you've got a..." Emery points at his food.

"What? What is it?" Buck looks at his food and sees a hair floating in his soup. "Oh...gross."

"Very gross." Emery chuckles. She holds her hand up towards the waitress. "Excuse me, mi—"

"Shhhh!!!"

Emery turns to Buck, his eyes wide; which causes hers to widen. "What is your problem?" She asks with a small laugh.

"I-It's fine." Buck pulls the bowl towards him. Emery pulls her brows together, "You're joking, right? Evan, there's a hair in your food."

"I'll eat around it." Buck says.

Emery wrinkles her nose. Buck looks at her and softly breathes. "Listen, I just...I don't like sending food back."

"But, they didn't give you the wrong thing or forget anything it's a...hair." Emery tilts her head at the boy.

"Yeah it's really gross. But I don't want to make their jobs harder." Buck shrugs. Emery's eyes soften, "Yeah, okay." She looks back at her food and bites the inside of her cheek.

Buck pulls his brows together from the expression across her face. "What are you thinking about?"

"Amaya used to do the same thing..." Emery cracks a small smile. "She was always non-confrontational and she never wanted to send food back."

Buck shrugs, "Well, that's why she had you, right? To make the tough calls?"

Emery nods, "Yeah, that's right..." she looks at her food. Buck looks down at his soup and wrinkles his nose.

"Excuse me, miss?"

Buck snaps his eyes over to Emery, who was waving over their server. "Emi—"

"The thing you said before? About Amaya having me?" Emery gives him a small smile. "You have me now too."

Buck's eyes soften. The waitress walks over to them and his jaw clenches. "Is everything okay?"

"Actually, my boyfriend found a hair in his food." Emery sheepishly chuckles.

"Oh, my god. I am so sorry." The woman stammers. "I should've double checked it."

"Oh, no. You're all good." Emery waves a hand. "I would've triple checked and still missed it."

The woman walks away with the food and Emery looks at Buck, who is in awe.

"That seemed a lot more calmer than I thought it would be."

"Why? Because I'm me?" Emery snorts.

"I mean...yeah." Buck softly admits. Soon, they both started laughing. Emery holds her hands up with a smile gracing her lips.

"Some things are out of our control." Emery admits. "And you can either go with the flow or just...gently shift that control back into your favor."

Buck smiles, "You are...amazing, you know that?"

Emery shrugs, "It's a gift."

Buck nods his head and he just couldn't help himself. "Is it also a gift to call me your boyfriend?"

Emery freezes, "Uh—I'm sorry?"

"You called me your boyfriend." Buck smugly grins.

"No, no I didn't, you liar." Emery points at him with her face getting hot. She totally did. She remembers saying it like second nature, but she wasn't going to admit it.

"It's fine." Buck waves a hand. Emery squints her eyes and she pulls her brows together. "It is?"

"Yeah, but there is one condition..." he leans toward her. Emery sucks in a breath from the close proximity. "...I get to call you my girlfriend."

Emery swallows, "Oh...well, that's..." she clears her throat and Buck laughs at her nerves. "Fine. It's fine, I guess. I like being your girlfriend."

"Oh, you like it?"

Emery covers her face, "Please, just put me out of my misery."

Buck laughs more than before. He gently grabs her hand and pulls it off her face. "Hey..." his voice was soft which causes Emery's heart rate to settle. "I like being your boyfriend."

Emery swallows, "Oh..." she then chuckles nervously. "So, we're a couple?"

"Yeah, wait until people found out." Buck smiles. "You and I dating." He laughs.

Emery's back straightens. "Yeah, about that..." she scratches behind her ear which causes Buck to tilt his head.

"I told Eddie that we're dating."

Buck blinks, "Wait seriously?"

"Yeah, he was just hesitant about asking Ana Flores out because he was holding onto everything with Shannon." Emery explains. "I explained to him that it's okay to move on. It's okay to be happy."

Buck keeps his eyes on Emery's. Looking for any tic to show that she would be lying.

"You're really happy? With me?"

Emery's eyes soften. She reaches forward, holding Buck's hand. "I'm the happiest I've been in a long time."

Buck's face gets hot and a small yet giddy smile forms on his lips. Emery rolls her lips into her mouth, "I'm sorry, I told him. I know we said we would wait before telling anyone, but—"

"You had your reasons for telling him." Buck says. "Good reasoning. He was able to call her and take her out to breakfast, right?"

Emery nods her head, "Yeah."

"Then you did a good thing."

Emery's shoulders slack with relief and her cheeks grow along with her smile.

"Besides, it makes sense Eddie would be the first to know out of everyone." Buck states with a small shrug.

Emery pulls her brows together and she softly chuckles. "It's weird that I completely agree with you."

Emery eats her salmon and slows her chewing. "That didn't even make any sense by the way "Is it also a gift to call me your boyfriend?"." Emery shudders. "God, that was so bad. Do better, next time."

Buck chuckles, "You say that and yet, I've never seen you look so scared."

Emery cocks her head to the side as Buck sends her a cocky smirk. "I'm gonna chuck this salmon in your face."

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"So, we went out to dinner." Emery frowns and slowly nods. "And no one choked on bread,"

Buck tilts his head back and laughs.

"and no one had to perform a tracheotomy."

"You just couldn't help yourself—"

"I just couldn't help myself!" Emery exclaims. She leans against Buck's arm as they walk down the sidewalk.

They turn a corner, meeting the side steps that lead to her apartment complex.

Their walk was filled with a comforting silence with silly jokes every now and then that made them both laugh their asses off. The night for the both of them, was exactly how they wanted it to end.

Well, almost.

They made it to Emery's apartment door. She stands in front of her door with Buck in front of her. Her finger was wrapped around his, not wanting to let go. "So..." she leans her back against the door.

"So..."

"This is me." Emery motions her head to the door. Buck smiles, "That it is."

A tense silence settles around the couple. Buck knew from the way Emery didn't want to let go of his finger and even from the silence where the conversation was going to lead. Buck just hoped he was strong enough to tell her "no".

Then Emery bites her lower lip. Shit. "Do you wanna come inside?"

A heat forms in Buck's belly and he has to clench his back molars to control himself. His eyes trail down her body, admiring the way her dress clung to her ass. Then his eyes trailed down to her thighs. God, he's missed the way her thighs felt around his head.

Then his eyes travelled back to her face. The way even just under fluorescent lights, her eyes still shined. Don't fuck this up.

Buck's heat settles and his fears creep back into his mind.

"As much as I want to and I really want to." Buck sighs and he looks to the side. He looks back at the woman. "I think we should take things slow..."

Buck felt his entire body tense, just waiting for her reaction. Please don't hate me.

"Oh." Emery raises her brows. She wasn't expecting that from him, but she also admired it. She then pulls her brows together and smiles softly. "Okay."

"I just want to do things right this time." He lightly squeezes her hand. Emery's face gets hot. Her eyes were calm and her smile was true. Emery steps closer to him, her lips inches away from his. Buck's breathing hitches and his stomach clenches. "I understand, Evan." She leans forward and softly kisses him. Buck inhales a soft breath, gingerly kissing her back. His hand gently wraps around her arm. Buck felt it in his stomach first. And that feeling quickly travelled to his dick.

Emery pulls away from him with her lips brushing against his. "Slow it is, then..."

Buck flutters his eyes open and meets Emery's soft and patient gaze. Despite her brown gaze being soft, a warmth grows in his belly and he sucks in a small breath.

Don't fuck this—

"Fuck it." He cups her face and pulls her into a rough kiss. Despite the kiss being rough, Emery could feel the deep yearn and sensual warmth behind it. It caused Emery's legs to immediately go weak, she could barely even move her lips to kiss him back. Buck lowers his hands from her face and to her lower back. He wraps his arms around Emery and pulls her close.

Emery lifts her arms and wraps them around his neck. Buck takes a step forward, pinning Emery's back against the door. Her breathing heavies as his hand slips under her shirt. Emery softly shivers when his lips meet the spot underneath her jawline. It was the same spot, Buck knew would completely win her over. Emery's eyes flutter open and she pulls her arms off of Buck and presses her hands against his chest.

"Wait, wait..."

Buck pulls his hands away from her and takes a step back. "Sorry." He breathes, his face flushed.

Emery shakes her head and grabs his hand, reassuring him that she was okay. "I want you to know that when I kissed you, it was a good night kiss." she states. "Not some kiss to trick you into anything. If you don't want to do anything tonight that's okay, I promise." Emery's eyes stay strongly on his, making sure he knew how serious she was.

Buck's eyes soften. He cups Emery's face and he takes a moment to just look at her. He could see the deep hazel brown in her eyes from the lights shining in them. He couldn't pull himself away from her. He never could.

Buck then pulls her into a chaste kiss. He then slightly pulls his lips from her, his lips brushing against hers. "I want you more than anything." Buck looks across her face. "Us dating. I want it to be real, and...I know when we had sex before it wasn't like that."

Emery's lips part. "It is real. This is real, I promise." her voice was soft only for Buck to hear.

Her eyes flit from his eyes to his lips. "Can I prove it to you?" her tone was filled with an airiness that caused Buck's jeans to tighten.

Buck's stomach tightens more than before. "You've got the keys, right?"

Emery's heart stutters. She grabs her key from her pocket and turns to the door. Her heart was pounding against her chest. She unlocks the door and quickly turns around. Buck cups her face and pulls her into a rough and impatient kiss that both of them needed. Emery grips his wrists and kisses him back with her lips parting. Buck swipes his tongue across her lower lip before sliding it into her mouth. They stumble into the apartment and Buck kicks the door closed.

Emery continues to keep taking steps back until her legs hit the back of her couch. She lets out a groan from the disruption and turns to the couch. A crease had formed between her brows and a small huff left her lips.

"You okay?" Buck's eyes flicker with amusement. Emery turns to Buck and frowns. She presses her hands against the couch. "Sturdy." She returns a smile.

Buck continues to laugh and Emery's heart jumps into her throat. She cups his face and pulls him back into a kiss. Buck kisses Emery back with his right hand gripping her neck. He presses the pad of his thumb against the side of her chin and tilts her head to the side. Buck kisses the corner of her lips then trails his lips to her neck. Emery's breathing hitches and her eyes flutter shut as Buck lick and nips at her neck. A bubbly feeling forms in her throat and she bites her lower lip to keep herself from laughing.

Emery's knees begin to shake and she leans against the couch for support this time. Buck then smirks against her lips. "Do you remember when you said you have strong knees?"

Emery opens her eyes back up, trying to register what he said. She pulls her brows together, Thinking back. Then her mouth slightly opens and her face reads realization. "Shut up!" She goes to cover her face, but Buck gently grips her wrists and keeps them at her sides. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry—I'm just teasing."

Emery rolls her eyes playfully. "You're an ass."

"You love it."

Emery sarcastically winces, "Do I?"

"Yeah, you do." Buck presses his knee against her middle, immediately causing Emery to suck in a sharp breath. Emery holds her breath as Buck presses his knee harder against her middle, causing a breath of satisfaction to escape her nose.

"You don't have to be so stubborn, princess." Buck's lips brush against her ear. "You know how much I like to hear you say my name."

Emery's core grows hotter from the deep rasp in Buck's voice that was hitting her ear. She softly moans and rolls her hips down against his knee. Buck slides a hand around her back, pulling her closer to him. His teeth graze the shell of her ear and a chill threads down her spine.

"Evan..." Emery moans as she grinds down on his knee. Buck groans through his teeth and his jeans tighten from the desperation slipping from Emery's lips. She raises her hands and grips his biceps to keep herself upright. Her heartbeat was practically drowning out her own moans from her ears. But Buck's words of praise—she could still hear. "Fuck, Emi I've missed you so much."

Emery inhales a shaky breath, "I bet you're glad you didn't take things slow this time, huh?"

Buck runs his thumb across her nipple and she softly gasps. "You have no idea." He looks across her face, taking in her pleasure. "Come here." He firmly presses his lips against Emery's. She softly whines into his mouth and kisses him back. Emery grips his wrist and presses it against her inner thigh where her dress was riding up.

Buck lets out a laugh which causes Emery to roll her eyes. "What?" she murmurs against his lips.

Buck continues laugh, "You're just...very eager—"

"What gave it away Evan?" Emery cocks her head to the side. "Could it be me asking you to come inside a few minutes ago?"

"Come inside as in—"

"I only suggested one of those options so far." Emery scoots closer to him. Buck's breathing hitches as Emery lightly tugs at his belt. "But that second option..." she clicks her tongue. "I wouldn't be opposed to it, if we get there."

"If?" Buck raises his brows. "Oh, Emi, there's no "If"." He grips her waist and picks her up.

Emery softly giggles and locks her ankles around his waist. Buck walks to Emery's room and kicks the door shut. "When is Wren gonna be home?" He sets her on the edge of the bed. Emery swipes her tongue across her lower lip, her mind solely focused on one thing.

"She's been coming home later since she started being a detective." Emery answers. With her pointer finger, she slips it through Buck's belt loop and tugs him forward—like he has done so many times to her. A bit of laughter comes from Buck. She flicks his belt open. "We have more than enough time to enjoy ourselves, don't worry."

"Sure we have enough time to do whatever we want, but..." Buck wraps his fingers around her chin and she shifts her eyes up to meet his. "I just want to stay here with you. All night."

Emery raises her brows and a smile ghosts her lips. "You want to stay over?"

The girl then giggles, which causes Buck's smile to drop. "Awww you want to stay over!"

Buck's face heats up and he glances away from her. Emery's laughter continues and she grabs his hand. "I'm sorry, I'm just teasing..." she stands up and cups his neck. "If you want to stay over, you can."

Buck keeps his eyes on Emery's. "Yeah, but I don't want to rush anything."

Emery deadpans, "Evan, that's sweet and all, but..." she sucks in a breath. "You and I have been through a lot. Whether if we were going through it separately or together. I feel like we've waited long enough to be...domestic." She then smiles, causing Buck's heart to race. God, he was so obsessed with the way she looked at him.

"Stay over tonight, please?" Emery raises her brows, her voice soft. "And if Wren finds out...then Wren finds out."

Buck looks across Emery's flushed. The heat in his belly grows and all he wanted was her body against his. Buck cups her face and Emery's eyes flutter shut before he presses his forehead against hers. He softly laughs and Emery rolls her eyes. "Aaand moment's gone." She pulls her face back and looks at him with squinted eyes.

"What's so funny?"

Buck shakes his head, "I can't believe that we're here." He runs his thumb across her cheek. His hand slowly trails down her arm and he looks across her face. "I..." he sucks in a breath and a lump forms in his throat. Buck already knew his strong feelings for Emery. But he wasn't going to tell her right now. He had to be patient.

"I'm just really happy right now."

Emery's cheeks warm and her smile grows. She cups his face and pulls him into a passionate kiss. Buck kisses her back, keeping up with the fervently plump lips against his. Emery then pulls her lips from his and softly giggles. "I'm happy too."

Buck then pulls his brows together. "I said really happy. So, does that mean you're not as happy as me—"

"Shut up." She pulls him into another kiss that was a lot more rough and hot than before. A throaty moan comes from Buck and he grips her waist. Buck kicks his shoes off and that signals Emery to do the same with her heels. His hands reach for the back of her dress once again and he finishes unzipping it. The dress drops off of Emery's body, only leaving her in her matching navy blue lace lingerie. Buck's eyes travel across her body with his breathing falling heavy.

"Who told you my favorite color was blue?"

Emery laughs and shakes her head. "I just thought what could be the most generic color Buck would like and boom--"

"Shut up, please shut up." Buck pulls her into a kiss which causes her to giggle.

Buck pulls away from Emery's lips and leans down to the ground. He picks her dress up and sets the it on the dresser. Emery pulls her brows together but she laughs. The blonde looks at Emery and his face gets pink. "What? I know, you probably don't want it on the ground and get dirty."

Emery tilts her head. "I appreciate that so much." She cups his face. "But my room is spotless. Nothing gets dirty in here."

Buck raises a brow, "So, did you want the dress on the floor—"

"No." She urgently answers.

Buck laughs. "I thought so."

Emery unbuttons Buck's shirt and keeps her eyes on his. "Well, a thought came to my mind."

"And what thought was that?"

"Hmm we're talking an awful lot. Almost like we're nervous to have sex." Emery frowns, she slowly pulls Buck's shirt off of his body--her eyes lingering across his chest and abdomen. "But that can't be right, because I have seen every part of you before."

Butterflies form in Buck's stomach. Suddenly, he was so nervous to talk about his feelings. "I'm a different person now." He admits. "For the better...I hope. I don't want to rush into anything a certain way if that's not what we both want."

Emery softly smiles. "Evan..."

The butterflies in his stomach quickly morphed into a pit of fire. Just from Emery saying his name.

"You don't have to be careful with me." Emery whispers. "You know that."

Buck's jeans tighten and all he wanted to do was hear his name against her lips again. He cups her face and kisses her again. He then brushes his lips against hers before speaking, "Lie down."

Emery's stomach flips. The low tone coming from Buck sent chills down her spine. As much as she loved telling people what to do, there were times where Emery just wanted to be told what to do as well. Give into pleasure. Trust someone.

And Buck could see that across her face. Buck knows Emery can take care of herself. But he also wanted her to know that she didn't have to. Not anymore.

Emery sits on the edge of the bed and lays on her back. Buck falls to his knees and his hands find her thighs. Emery's breathing begins to grow heavier as Buck's fingers run across her thighs. He takes his time to touch every part of her body. "God, I've missed being down here..." he finally hooks his fingers around her blue lace panties.

Emery's stomach was filled with any kind of nervous energy you could think of. But instead of giving into it, she inhales a shaky breath and speaks.

"Well, take your time. I'm not going to complain about it. "

Buck softly laughs. He pulls her panties down and he sucks in a sharp breath. "Fuck, Emi..."

Emery's core drips more than before and she inhales a shaky breath before exhaling a quick one. Buck leans forward and presses his lips against her inner thigh. Emery's lips part and her fingers wrap around the sheets underneath her. His mouth then moves to her middle which causes a small gasp to escape her lips. Buck softly groans against her clit and his hands grip her thighs tighter than before.

Emery's voice was soft and desperate. "Oh, god." She wasn't close to finishing, but she was encouraging Buck to get her to orgasm faster.

Buck moves his mouth against Emery's middle. The lewd moans and whimpers coming from her encouraged him that she was enjoying herself and she didn't want the pleasure to stop anytime soon. And once her hand found his hair, Buck knew he was doing all the right things to her.

Buck pulls Emery closer to him, allowing his teeth to graze against her clit. Emery's spine tenses and her head tilts back against the mattress. Her thighs began to tighten around Buck's ears. Buck slips his tongue into her which causes her moans to grow. "Yes."

Just hearing her the arousal on her lips. The desperation he had to get Emery to her climax was spilling over into his movements. His hands gripped her thighs tighter than before and his dick painfully hardens. Buck slightly pulls his lips from her middle to take in a breath. "Keep saying my name." His breathing was ragged and his face was hot. Buck couldn't imagine a better position for him to be in.

He leans back in and continues his attack on Emery's clit. Emery's back arches and her hand tangles into his curly blonde hair. "Evan." Her voice was trembling and her heartbeat was pounding through her ears.

Buck raises a hand and slides two fingers into her cunt. Emery's breathing halts for a moment and her eyes squeeze shut. "Don't stop, please."

It always drove Buck crazy hearing desperation take over Emery. He couldn't just leave her like this. He never did. Buck raises his free hand up and slides it under her bra. His hand run across her nipple and her back arches. Emery's moans become louder as Buck continues to flick his tongue against her clit. Her walls begin to tighten around Buck's fingers and her stomach follows suit. Buck could feel just how close she is from the pulsing he felt from her clit.

"You're so close." Buck growls. "Fuck, Emi..."

Emery's brain was so foggy she couldn't think of anything to say. She just wanted Buck.

As quick as that thought entered her mind was as quick as the coil in her stomach snapped. Emery's lets out a soft cry and her body feeling the waves of pleasure. Her hand tightens in his hair and Buck softly groans. He laps up her arousal as she's left reeling.

Emery's body trembles, but even then she manages to lift herself up with her elbows. Her eyes connect with Buck's and a small smile immediately forms on her lips when she sees his lips glistening from her arousal.

Buck saw the cloudy look in her eyes and it caused his dick to harden more than before. "Come here." Emery's voice was soft but there was a command to it that pulled Buck towards her.

Buck crawls over her, his hands on both sides of her. Emery immediately cups his neck and pulls his face down to hers. She hungrily kisses him, his lips still glossed. Buck swipes his tongue across her lower lip and she parts them, letting him slip his tongue in. His tongue massages against hers and Emery could feel her core begin to pulsate again.

"Fuck..." Emery murmurs against his lips. Buck forces his eyes open and Emery lowers her hand between them, and she palms him through us pants. He tenses in her grip and his head falls into the crook of her neck. His breathing hitches as she rubs him through his pants. "Emi."

"Say you want me." Emery softly whispers. "Say it."

Buck's stomach tightens and he has to compose himself in order to even say all those words. "I..." he curses and grips the sheets below them in order to stay strong. "I want you, Emerson. Please."

Emery has never gotten so turned on a faster after having an orgasm until now. She unbuttons his pants and helps him get out of them. Once Buck's pants and boxers were off, Emery reaches her hand for his shaft. Buck groans through his teeth and kisses her neck.

"I didn't ask...before." Buck could hardly speak. He lifts his head and looks across Emery's hot and bothered face. "Are you on the pill?"

Emery looks across Buck's face. "Are you fucking serious? You want to ask that now?"

Buck quirks a brow, "Better late than never."

Emery just softly laughs. "Yeah—yes. I'm on the pill."

"Oh, thank god." Buck crashes his lips against hers. Emery giggles and kisses him back. And with her hand still wrapped around his erect dick, she swipes her thumb over the tip. Buck's lips stutter against hers. "F-F..." he softly lets out.

Emery slowly pumps her hand up and down his shaft, enjoying the sounds he was making. "You like this?" Her tone was filled with a teasing edge that only she could make sound sexy.

"Yes, fuck." Buck was quick to answer and he wasn't embarrassed about it. Not with Emery.

"You want more?" Emery plants soft kisses against the corner of his lips then his neck. "You want me?"

"I want everything from you." Buck admits. His head began to feel cloud from the pleasure. His breathing was ragged and his entire body was hot. "Fuck, you're killing me." Buck grabs her wrist from his dick and presses it against the mattress. His blue wanton eyes stay glued to her dark brown ones. "I-I need to fuck you."

Emery's lips part and she could feel her core begin to pool with an aching heat once again. "No one's stopping you."

Buck couldn't stop a groan from escaping his mouth. He leans down once again, connecting their lips. Emery moans and threads a hand into his hair. Buck lowers his hand and grips his shaft. He presses it against Emery's sleek folds. Emery's hand immediately tightens in his hair and he slowly pushes into her.

"Oh, fuck." Evan manages out.

Emery's lips press against his neck and she moans. "Don't..." she sucks in a small breath. "Don't slow down."

Buck pulls his face back and looks down at Emery. His eyes look across her body and they stop on the scar across her arm. Emery didn't have to follow his gaze to know what he was looking at. She thought that she was going to be embarrassed by it. But if anything, it made her feel stronger—not even sparing it another glance. Buck cups her arm and his thumb grazes across the scar. Emery swipes her tongue across her lower lip and she keeps her eyes on the side of his face, watching him look across it.

Buck lets out a small breath and meets Emery's gaze. "You are so beautiful." He softly lets out. "And you are so fucking strong."

Emery inhales a small breath. There was a tremble in her eyes. But it wasn't out of sadness or relief. Buck didn't want to assume anything but if he had the look that Emery currently had across his face. He would think it was out of love.

"Would it be...too much if I told you, you were everything to me?" Buck softly lets out. A timid smile forms on his lips. Emery's eyes soften and she presses a small smile onto her lips. She lifts her head up and instead of a fervor kiss, there was a gentleness to it.

Both of their hearts began to beat simultaneously.

Emery swipes her thumb across his jawline. She slightly pulls her lips from his, allowing them to brush against his. "You're everything to me too."

Buck didn't expect to hear her say it back. But, his body did relax when those words came from her mouth. Buck kisses Emery again and she immediately kisses him back. The kiss quickly begins to fade back into that hot feeling they had a few minutes ago. Buck begins to move in and out of Emery, causing her breathing to halt. Emery then raises a hand and grips his bicep. "Harder." She moans. "Please."

"You want it hard?"

"Yes!"

Buck softly laughs, "Put your legs around me."

Emery hums and she locks her ankles around the back of his legs. Buck kisses her collarbone and quickly moves back to her lips. He gives Emery an open mouthed kiss that causes her to moan. Buck's steady pumps become hard thrusts and Emery gasps. "Fuck, Evan." Her nails dig into his biceps. She throws her head back against the bed and Buck kisses down her throat. He moves a hand to the bra that was still on Emery and desperately grasps at it, trying to get it off. The best he could do in the moment was pull it up. Buck leans down, engulfing one of her nipples.

Their moans grew louder than before, both relishing in the feeling of being with one another again. "Emerson, I've missed seeing you like this." Buck's breath hits her chest.

Emery's hands had found a place in both Buck's hair and against his back. She was writhing in Buck's grip. "I've missed you." Emery moans. Her nails begin to dig into his back again, forcing a sudden moan to come from his throat. "Evan, oh god!"

"You're so fucking..." Buck grips the headboard and slightly lifts himself up, his thrusts were becoming sloppy and desperate but the force was still there.

Emery lowers a hand and begins to rub her clit. Buck keeps his eyes Emery's, both of them not wanting to look away. Emery could feel her stomach tighten again and just from the way Buck's dick twitched inside of her, she knew he was close.

"Fuck, Em I'm so—"

"I know, me too." Emery quickly speaks. She reaches her hand up and cups his neck. "Come closer, please."

Buck lets go of the headboard and presses an elbow beside Emery, allowing his chest to gently press against hers.

Emery lifts her head up and greedily kisses him again. Buck moans against her lips and he lowers his hand down, rubbing her clit as well. Emery felt her spine go rigid and she slightly pulls her lips from his. The coil in her stomach snaps and a gush of wetness rushes out of her as she lets out racks of moans that shook her and Buck's body. Her nails dig deeper into his back and Buck lets out a louder moan. "Fuck."

Emery's face heats up more than before. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Buck releases deep inside of Emery and he collapses on top of her. It took him a moment to catch his breath, so he could speak. "Don't..." he lifts his head from the crook of Emery's neck and meets her panicked eyes. "...ever apologize for giving me the best orgasm of my life."

Emery's eyes were still wide, but she laughs. Buck lays his head in the crook of her neck again, his body growing heavy.

...

"So, be honest with me."

Emery finishes brushing her teeth. She pops her retainers back in, walks across the room, and lays back in the bed with Buck's hand gripping one of her thigh. "I am an open book." Her eyes meet his.

Buck hesitates for a moment. He didn't know if he had a right to even ask this. Sure, they're together now. But maybe this question was too personal. Emery notices his hesitance which causes her brows to pull together with worry. "Hey, what's going on?"

Buck notices Emery's worry and he slightly opens his mouth. "No, it's nothing like that—I'm okay. We're okay." He grabs her wrist and kisses the inside of her palm. Emery lets out a soft breath of relief.

"I was just gonna ask...when was the last time you were with anyone?" Buck questions.

Emery frowns, "Oh, well...when was the last time we were together?"

Buck's jaw goes slack and his eyes widen. "What?"

Emery laughs, "That was the last time I was with anyone."

The blonde swallows and Emery notices his shaken reaction. "Is that weird?"

"No, god no!" Buck abruptly speaks. "I'm just surprised."

"Well, how about you?"

"Uh, actually—"

Emery's phone rings and she scoffs. "You're kidding..." she rolls her eyes. She glances at her phone and clicks decline. Emery looks back at Buck. "Sorry."

"No, you're fine. Is everything okay?" Buck asks.

Emery hums, "Yeah, it's just..." she bites the inside of her cheek. "My mom."

Buck raises his brows. He sits up with his eyes never leaving the side of her face. "What? She's calling you? Why?"

Emery lets out a soft laugh. "That's what I'm wondering." She looks at him. "I'll call her later. Don't worry about it."

"I kind of have to worry about it now, right?" Buck softly speaks with a timid smile across his lips. "Since I'm your boyfriend and all." He cups her face.

Emery's eyes light up. "Yeah, you are my boyfriend and I am your girlfriend." She grips his biceps as he hovers over her.

Buck sucks in a breath, "I really like the sound of that."

He connects his lips against hers. Emery cups the side of his face and immediately kisses him back. Buck hooks a finger into the boxer shorts Emery was currently wearing and begins to pull them down. "You think your neighbors would be pissed if we went another round?" His lips connect with her neck.

Emery's lips part and she softly laughs. "Oh, 100%." She raises a hand and tangles it into his hair.

"But believe me, they'd understand if they were here instead of me."

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author's note.

if y'all thought Emery and Buck were horny when they were frenemies with benefits...they've got nothing on Emery and Buck as a couple

anywayyyyy writing their date was so cute! Especially with them switching food RAAAHHHHH IM SO OBSESSED WITH THEM!!!

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, I know it was long asfff 😭 Anyway smut almost every chapter?? Smut almost every chapter ✋🙂‍↕️

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