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Eddie can’t help but wonder if Richie can sense the anticipation in the air. They’d just gotten the news yesterday that Richie was accepted into his college and he had special plans for this evening. He could barely manage to contain himself through a light dinner.
Embarrassingly enough, he’d done his research to make sure he wouldn’t hurt himself. Tonight he wanted Richie and he was fairly sure that Richie wasn’t going to have any objections on the matter. (At least he hoped so.)
“Hey, Eds Love, is anything wrong?” Richie asked softly, resting his hand over his thigh as they sat on the couch. The tv was pretty much just background noise at this point.
“Yeah,” he swallowed thickly; the gentle pet names had quickly come to be one of his favorite things-even if he did enjoy to protest them. “I was just wondering if you wanted to do... something tonight?” Eddie finished awkwardly, too flustered to just ask Richie to have sex with him.
“A sexy something?” Richie asked smirking, eyebrow raised in a way that showed he already had the gist of what Eddie was getting at.
“Mhm,” he nodded wanting to cover his face but forcing himself not to. “I wanted to try something different this time.”
“Oh?” he looked intrigued and quite excited given that his hand had trailed up Eddie’s thigh, getting dangerously close to his dick.
“I... I want to be on bottom this time,” he said quietly, keeping eye contact with Richie.
“Yes,” Richie said immediately afterwards, eyes wide. “I mean, if you’re sure.”
Eddie smiled and nodded, crawling into his lap. Richie’s hand trailed up to rest on his hip comfortably. He leaned in and kissed below Richie’s earlobe teasingly, “I’ve already started preparing myself.”
As embarrassed as he was to admit it, the noise that Richie made in response made it well worth it.
“Fuck, Eds, you can’t just say things like that,” he whispered, voice already thick with lust.
“Why not?” he challenged, pulling back to stare heavily into his eyes.
Richie’s chest rumbled and he dragged Eddie into a heated kiss. He nipped at his lip and Eddie moaned leaning further into his touch, delighted when Richie’s hands wondered up his shirt trailing teasingly over his skin.
He whined and pulled away from the kiss, biting his jawline, “Stop being a tease.”
Richie chuckled and pulled Eddie’s shirt off, “Should we move to the bedroom then?”
Eddie grinned excitedly and with one last heated kiss got up and pulled Richie with him, struggling to undo his shirt buttons as they went.
They’d gotten much smoother at undressing each other but Eddie still stumbled a bit jumping out of his jeans as he tumbled back onto his bed.
Richie hummed appreciatively, taking in Eddie’s nude form while he did the same to him. He licked his lips impatiently when he saw Richie’s already hard cock leaking a bit.
One of the first things he’d done after making sure he was cleaned up was stretch himself out as much as he could with his fingers. This was not an easy feat considering they lived together and he didn’t want to spoil the surprise, so he was quite proud of being able to do as much as he could-even if he had to stop before he wanted to.
Richie’s hands trailed up his legs, parting them as he went. “Gorgeous,” he said reverently, following his hands with kisses that had Eddie breathing heavy.
“Please, Richie,” Eddie moaned letting his legs fall open even more. “I need you.”
Richie didn’t need more prompting than that, reaching over to grab the bottle of lube Eddie left open on the side table. He gazed at it curiously for a while as the pieces clicked together. “Is this why you sent me to the store for more milk earlier?”
Eddie shrugged and chose not to confirm that detail.
But he totally did. They weren’t even out of milk either, but he hadn’t thought to check on that before sending him off.
So now they had more milk than they needed, and Eddie desperately just wanted Richie to get on with it; already impatient from his earlier ministrations.
Richie’s first finger slid in easily and Eddie gasped a bit arching into it. His fingers were much longer than his and could sink in much farther.
“More,” he begged.
“Fuck,” Richie mumbled emotionally, adding in two extra fingers.
Eddie gripped the comforter and closed his eyes, enjoying the slight burn that came with them.
“You’re so beautiful,” he praised. “Much too good for me.” Richie slowly started to move his fingers, scissoring out and searching for just the right spot.
“Richie!” Eddie gasped when he found it, his back bowing and eyes glazing over. It was so good and he was a little mad that he hadn’t thought to do this with Richie sooner.
Richie leaned down and kissed him, his fingers still doing lewd things to his body that had Eddie writhing and gripping at anything he could get his hands on.
God he wanted more.
“Ah,” he panted between kisses, turning his head away from Richie so he could properly voice his wants. Richie took it in stride kissing and biting his jaw in a deliciously distracting way. “Please, Richie-”
He didn’t even finish before Richie tilted his head, kissing him deeply- the sound of torn foil ringing louder in the moment as he pulled his fingers away from Eddie, eliciting a needy whine.
Richie moved back, brushing his clean hand against Eddie’s cheek. “Are you ready?”
Eddie rolled his eyes and pushed his hips back against Richie’s cock. “Please just fuck me already,” he said grinning salaciously.
Richie smiled much too fondly and carefully let himself push in, taking it much slower than necessary given how much preparation Eddie had put in.
He threw his head back, taking in big gulps of air regardless. It was much better than he had expected, leaving him feeling just on the edge of too full when Richie finally bottomed out.
“Doing okay?” Richie asked sounding strained.
Eddie opened his eyes, drinking in the fucked-out look already in Richie’s eyes and nodded. He gingerly moved his hips and groaned at the sensation. “Move please.”
Richie didn’t need any more encouragement than that- starting off gentle with short shallow thrusts before building up speed and power when Eddie asked.
“Fuck, Eddie, you don’t know what you do to me,” Richie panted, pushing Eddie’s legs up for more leverage.
Eddie moaned throatily unable to take his eyes off Richie.
“I-oh fuck-I love you so much,” he continued, driving home on Eddie’s prostate nearly every time, dragging all sorts of wrecked noises out of him. Eddie wasn’t sure he’d be able to say anything coherent even if he could get any full words out right now. “You’re so good,” Richie babbled, dipping his sweaty forehead into Eddie’s neck and littering his collarbones with kisses.
“Richie-” he preened feeling himself getting closer.
Richie hummed and grabbed his neglected cock, pumping in time with his thrusts. His tail swished over one of his ankles, wrapping around it familiarly. “Don’t hold back,” he commanded, sounding equally as gone as Eddie felt.
Eddie gasped and the look in Richie’s eyes did him in as he came all over his chest and Richie’s hand.
Richie made a chocked off keening noise and finished up with him, fucking him the rest of the way through his orgasm until Eddie was pushing him back from over-stimulation. He collapsed next to him on the bed, looking quite self-satisfied.
Eddie sighed contently, curling into his side despite the mess. “I love you,” he mumbled sleepily.
“I love you too,” Richie echoed back as he dozed off.