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Eddie Diaz is a world-class figure skater who can't keep a partner.
Evan 'Buck' Buckley is an injured ex-ice hockey player who wants to get back on the ice by any means necessary.
It's the first year that same-sex pairs are allowed to compete at a national and international level.
Bobby Nash is a coach who believes in second chances.
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the ultimate love/skate relationship
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21 Apr 2026
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"Any reason why you're sitting pretty on my lap today?"
Buck shrugs. It's not something he consciously thinks about. Sometimes he just wakes up and craves it, longing for the way it makes him feel to be wrapped like a present, pretty and finished with a bow. At times, he just needs the softness. "It's not a crime," he says instead, because he likes to tease Eddie.
Eddie takes the bait, shifting slightly underneath Buck, enough that Buck can feel how much this affects him. "Sitting on my lap, or looking pretty?"
"Both."
Eddie snorts. "I don't know about that. I think it might be entrapment."
Eddie's hands slide up Buck's thighs, settling just under his skirt. His fingers dig into the flesh, rubbing slightly. The drag of his nails against him, blunt yet just enough to pique flames in his muscle, makes Buck groan. "Is it working?" he asks, his own hands tightening around the back of Eddie's neck. "Do you feel entrapped?"
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05 Apr 2026
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He turns around. Eddie is watching him, his eyes glittering, an odd set to his jaw.
"Unless you do want me to walk you through it," Buck says, and there's something in it, some dangerous impulse he can't define that makes it come out not at all like the joke he meant it to be. Standing here in the entryway of the house that's Eddie's house again, in the spot where he dragged Tommy through the door, clumsily attached at the mouth, kicking it carelessly shut behind him. Keys rattling, and the simple animal comfort of someone's eager hands on him. The empty house, barely unpacked, briefly less empty.
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05 Apr 2026
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"Eddie?" Shannon picks up on the fourth ring. "Everything okay?"
"I kissed a man," he says.
The silence on the other end stretches for nine thousand years. Eddie can hear Shannon breathing. He can hear his own heartbeat slamming against his ribs. He stares at the apartment building through his windshield, at the lit window on the fourth floor that might belong to E. Buckley, and waits for his ex-wife to say literally anything at all.
"You what?"
"I kissed a man, Shannon. Just now. I was delivering food and he opened the door and I just— I kissed him. On the mouth. And I don't know why."
Another silence. Then a sound Eddie recognizes with dawning horror as Shannon trying very, very hard to suppress a laugh.
"Shannon."
"I'm processing."
"You're laughing."
"I'm processing." She fails spectacularly. "I'm sorry, I just— you kissed a man? Edmundo Diaz? The same Edmundo Diaz who wouldn't watch Brokeback Mountain with me because it made him 'uncomfortable'?"
"It did make me uncomfortable!"
"Yeah, Eddie, I'm starting to understand why."
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21 Mar 2026
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Eddie inhales shakily. “I want you to fuck me,” he says, bringing a hand up to hold Buck’s cheek and thrilling in the tiny shudder Buck gives him in return, “and call me mommy.”
Buck rolls his head up to look at Eddie’s face, eyes wide and face red. The moment stretches and neither of them speak, and embarrassment rears its ugly head inside Eddie’s brain, but then Buck’s pulse jumps excitedly against his thumb and he smiles.
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Eddie's gotten good at asking for what he wants. Really good, actually, and so it's nothing for him to ask Buck to call him mommy—especially because he knows Buck will give him whatever he wants.
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12 Mar 2026