Top Harry Drabbles: Harry/Buck/Eddie(9-1-1)
Chapter Summary: In which Harry comes home to his two boys.
"Hermione, I'm telling you, MACUSA does things so much better than the Ministry," Harry argued, putting his phone to his shoulder. The afternoon sun lit up the road behind him and both the Jeep and truck were parked in the driveway as he passed them. "I'm even calling from a magical phone. They've got some real tech wizards here."
"Harry, you're living in California, in Los Angeles," Hermione retorted through the phone. "Of course there'll be some brilliant minds there. I'm working on hiring people to come over here to upgrade us. It'll just… take a while."
"Yeah. Cause there are more freaking pure bloods in England than there are here. They're stuck in the middle ages," Harry offered, shrugging even though Hermione couldn't see him. He stepped through the doorway of the home before him, closing it and locking it behind him. "Can't you just… kick them out?"
Hermione let out an exasperated snort. "Harry…"
"The Daily Prophet already lost it when they realized I was dating two men," Harry said, smirking at the memories that brought up.
"Two non magical men."
"Like that makes a big difference. I was raised in the non magical world," Harry added, walking through the hallway and into the living room. Christopher's things were gone as he was at sleepaway camp for a week so that just meant… things were slightly more messier than usual. "Besides… I don't give a shit about what people think over there. I don't owe them a single damn thing."
"I think we all got over the news pretty quickly during the war," Hermione said, her voice lowering. "Anyway… I was just checking in. Arthur and Molly want to meet your three boys."
Harry swore even as he took in the sight before him, seeing the two black LAFD shirts thrown willy nilly on the floor. Shoes thrown casually off at the door. Duffel bags dropped back by the door. The big couch was occupied by two of his boys, both of them moving together in a very familiar way. Eddie was on top of Buck, both of them naked and sweaty. Eddie's back muscles flexed, visible, and Harry swallowed at the sight and licked his lips, knowing what both men looked like fully naked. Buck had his arms wrapped around Eddie, his legs wrapped around Eddie's waist.
Harry let out a strangled moan at the sight, drawing both Eddie and Buck's attention. The two men were connected, skin to skin, and Eddie was fully seated inside Buck. Buck nuzzled more into Eddie's neck, whining into Eddie's skin before he peered up at him.
"Hermione, I'm gonna have to call you back," Harry muttered, his voice already husky to his ears, raising an eyebrow at the two of them.
Hermione snorted. "I know that voice. Go. I'll expect an answer later or I'll send Ron for it."
"Oooh, I'm scared already."
Hermione laughed. "How about your goddaughter then?"
"Ahh, come on. Christopher likes Rosie," Harry retorted, smiling at the thought. "I'll talk to them over dinner. How about that?"
"Sounds acceptable. See you later."
Harry threw his phone onto the dining table and walked over to lean down on the couch, peering down at both Buck and Eddie.
Buck grinned at Harry's words, his blue eyes blown with desire.
"Got started without me today, huh?" Harry idly asked, reaching down to trace fingers over Eddie's back. A sound left Eddie's throat, strangled and low, at his touch and Harry's cock stirred, his heart jumping in his chest.
Eddie smiled and pressed a kiss to Buck's neck, making the man shudder. Harry grinned at the sight, knowing that Eddie must have used a little teeth. "You haven't heard what Buck asked for today."
"Hmm? What did you ask for?" Harry questioned, further reaching down to trail his fingers over Buck's bare skin, seeing goosebumps dance up his skin. Buck shivered and Harry grinned, curling his fingers around Eddie and pulling him in for a kiss.
Eddie leaned into him, arching up for more, as he dropped more of his weight on Buck.
"I want-" Buck groaned and shuddered underneath them. "I want both of you in me."
Harry let out a choked noise, low in his throat, at Buck's words, and leaned his forehead against Eddie's. His cock perked up, all blood racing south. Buck moved around on the couch and Eddie groaned, digging his fingers into Buck's hips.
"Yeah, that was my reaction," Eddie murmured, meeting his eyes. "Boy knows what he wants."
"Well… who are we to deny you that?" Harry questioned quietly, his voice hoarse to his ears, looking down into Buck's bright blue eyes. "How do you want me?"
Buck groaned, closing and opening his mouth before swallowing. "Make the couch bigger."
Harry smiled and pulled away, hearing Buck whine. "I'm right here. You know… I really should have made the couch bigger anyway. It's kind of a tight fit even when we're not having sex on it."
"Least it doesn't have cat fur on it," Eddie muttered, leaning down and tracing his fingers over Buck's chest, following his fingers with his tongue. Harry watched as Eddie pulled out a little bit and then thrust back in, making Buck whine and tremble beneath him. He could see sweat rise up on Eddie's back and drip down onto Buck, drop by drop.
"Hey! I'm taking offense at that," Harry retorted, before flexing his fingers and touching the couch with magic at his fingertips. "I'll have you know Christopher likes panther cuddles."
Eddie smiled and rolled his eyes. Buck snorted, trembling underneath Eddie's fingers and tongue. "Christopher isn't the only one who likes panther cuddles, Harry."
"Yeah, I know. Just giving you two a hard time," Harry offered, watching as the couch grew and grew until he deemed it the right size for three grown men. He pulled off his shirt and jeans as the couch groaned and grew in size slowly. Once done, there was enough room for him to shuffle in between the couch and Buck, with Eddie on Buck's other side. "Pun fully intended, it seems."
Eddie snorted as he bent down to lick a trail down the skin in front of him, feeling Buck shudder under his fingers and tongue.
Buck's eyes were blown, his cheeks red and Harry reached out an arm to pull him into a kiss, watching out of the corner of his eye as Eddie trailed fingertips down Buck's back. His heart thumped within his chest, heat echoing through him as Buck opened up to him, as Harry licked his way into his mouth.
Buck trembled between his two boyfriends, as Harry tugged him into a hot kiss, his hands dancing over his bare chest. Eddie, behind him, dug his fingers into Buck's hips, spreading his legs and bending his knees up and out. That made Eddie fall a little deeper into him and Buck groaned, even as Harry's fingers traveled lower, tracing over his thighs and trailing over his ass, circling where Eddie's cock disappeared. Buck whined into the touches and arched back into Eddie's chest, bucking back into bare, heated skin.
"Got him all stretched and ready earlier," Eddie whispered, pressing kisses to his back. Buck groaned and arched into Harry, whining as he slipped a finger into him, between skin and Eddie. Fingers danced over his chest and shoulders as Harry pressed a kiss to his forehead, lightly trailed his fingers over his stirring cock.
"You close?" Harry asked, winking at him even as pleasure sparked through him. His heart thumped and raced as Buck dug his fingers into the couch beneath him. Heat and pleasure rode through him as his pre-come spurted from his cock, leaking and aching in equal measure. Eddie reached around him and stroked his cock, before squeezing the base of it, and Buck cried out, wanting to come, wanting both of them inside him when he did.
"Yeah, come on," Buck muttered, reaching out to pull Harry into a kiss, wet and sloppy and everything he wanted. Sandwiched between his two favorite men and… "Need you already."
"You sure you don't want to draw this out?" Harry questioned, smiling wickedly and slipping another finger in between Eddie's cock and Buck's ass, stretching him open even more. Buck whined, trembling between them as heat and pleasure-pain nearly overwhelmed him. His heart was thumping wildly and the slightest movement of Eddie brought him further, his nerves lighting up with each thrust and slide. "Edge you a little more?"
"He's been a good boy," Eddie remarked, his breath tickling Buck's neck as he nipped a mark into the crook of Buck's neck, licking it afterward and making Buck throw his head back in pleasure.
"Fuck both of you," Buck retorted, sinking down further onto Eddie's cock and Harry's fingers. "Just fuck me already."
Harry snorted, breathing heavily with effort and arousal both, and pulled his fingers out. Buck clenched down around Eddie, hearing the man swear in Spanish behind him and flexed his muscles, closed his eyes as he felt Harry move forward. His eyes flew open again as Harry's cock slipped into him, inch by hot inch.
Eddie swayed into him, deeper, trembling behind him, fingers digging into Buck's hips. Buck jerked against him, sweat dripping down his back, and shuddered, the combined heat of Eddie and Harry radiating through him.
"You're doing so good, Buck," Harry whispered, his fingers stroking over Buck's shoulders and chest, trailing down to his cock to stroke, once twice.
"So good for us," Eddie agreed, his hands smoothing down Buck's back and wrapping an arm around his chest. "Taking both of us at the same time like you were made for it."
Buck let out a strangled moan, sounds leaving his throat that he could only vaguely hear. He felt stretched to the limits, opened up and full to the point of pain but not quite crossing that line. He shut his eyes as he reached one hand to curl into Harry's and reached his other hand to slip into Eddie's as they moved within him. Harry slipped all the way in, hitting that little bundle of nerves in one try and Eddie pulled out slowly, little breathy moans leaving Eddie's throat.
Eddie pressed into him again, as both of them bottomed out, splitting him open and heat and pleasure boiled, pressing him to a breaking point. Buck clawed out, digging his fingers into both Eddie and Harry's palms, opening his eyes to see both of them kissing over him. Eddie was near melting into Harry, making noises like he was thirsty, like he had just traveled through a desert and Harry was water.
Buck whimpered even as Harry pulled back, peering down at him like he was a meal, his green eyes blown.
"You want to come for us, Buck?" Eddie asked, leaning back down and sucking a mark into Buck's skin and reaching around again with a hand to curl around his cock. Harry wrapped one of his hands over Eddie's and they both pumped him, rocketing him over the edge.
Buck saw stars, his toes curling into the couch beneath him and his fingers digging into skin. Pleasure ran roughshod through his body and his nerves lit up, his release echoing through him. His muscles clenched around both Eddie and Harry, flexing and curling and sending both of them over the edge as well.
When he finally blinked his eyes open, Buck peered over at Eddie and Harry. A cloth floated through the air behind them and landed in Harry's outstretched hand and he almost purred in contentment as Harry wiped him down, cleaning sweat and come off of his chest.
Buck tilted his head in confusion and Harry smiled softly, drawing him into a light kiss. "You like it better when I use a cloth instead of magic, Buckaroo."
"I do," Buck agreed, burrowing into Harry's chest once he was done. He was warm all over and loved and he closed his eyes again, wanting to stay here for the next week.
"That's because he's a golden retriever in a human body," Eddie muttered, nuzzling into Buck's back and tucking his forehead against Buck's shoulder blades and throwing his arm over them both.
"You look fucking gorgeous," Harry murmured faintly, his voice gone low with affection. "Both of you. How'd I get so lucky, hmm?"
"Cause you saved us," Buck said, his voice already slurred with sleep.
Harry swallowed and pressed a kiss to Buck's forehead and one to Eddie's hand. Eddie met his eyes and nodded, clearing his throat against emotion. Harry reached out to cup Eddie's chin and smoothed a thumb over soft skin.
"I love you both so much," Harry whispered, closing his eyes and leaning against the back of the couch, letting his hand fall.