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"Have a nice weekend, Kinard!" Lucy calls out to him as Tommy trudges out to his truck, eyelids drooping. He barely manages to mutter a "Yeah." back, and only gets his hand halfway up for a wave.
It was just now noon, not his usual time to get off shift but he wasn't complaining. It had been the longest 48 hours of his life, and all he wanted to do was get home and cuddle his boyfriend in bed. Eddie had the day off, so he knew he'd be waiting for him.
He struggled to even keep his eyes open as he drove the familiar route back to South Bedford Street, trying his best to avoid a crash at this point. After the ten minute drive that felt more like ten hours today, he finally pulled up to their home.
Their home.
Theirs.
The thought still made Tommy's stomach flutter. He'd been with Eddie for almost two years now, and had moved in after the first year, not wanting to spend any more time apart from him than he had to. It was ridiculous, really, how obsessed with his boyfriend he was. Almost idiotic. But luckily Eddie was equally as obsessed with him so he didn't dwell on it. He was surprised they still felt so in the "honeymoon phase", but maybe if it was still there after two years that was just how it would always be?
Besides, they'd have an actual honeymoon soon enough, once Tommy worked up the courage to get the ring he went out and bought with Christopher out of his and Eddie's shared sock drawer.
Tommy yawns, and reaches to grab his bag out of the back seat before heading up their driveway and stumbling through the door. The sunlight was coming through the windows nicely, showing off the sparkling clean house, likely what Eddie had done while Tommy was on shift.
He was just about to make his way towards their bedroom when he heard an unmistakable sound. A sound he'd become intimately familiar with over the past two years.
A moan. Eddie's moan.
Tommy's eyes widened at the sound, pupils dilating slightly, as he followed where it was coming from as if in a trance. He almost fainted on the spot when he walked into the kitchen and saw what was going on.
His boyfriend was leaning back against the counter, drenched in sweat, palming his unmistakably hard cock through the fabric of his basketball shorts.
Tommy watched, mesmerized, as Eddie tilted his head back, eyes closed, and continued to rub circles around the tip of his cock, a bead precum already seeping through the fabric of his shorts. Tommy's jaw dropped, probably breaking the record for fastest boner popped, as his cock was already straining to be released from the sweatpants he threw on after work. Without even realizing he'd done it, the bag he was carrying from shift slipped out of his hands and landed on the floor with a thud.
Eddie slowly opened his eyes at the sound and they landed right on Tommy. A lazy, gorgeous smile spread across his face as he continued to palm his cock. "Hi, baby. I was just thinking about you." he said.
Fire lit in Tommy's eyes as he took a step closer, fully taking in the sight of Eddie. He wanted to devour him.
"Sorry I'm all sweaty." Eddie continued, like he didn't know exactly what he was doing. "I just got back from the gym, and didn't want to wait. Missed you." his breath hitched as he rubbed another sinful circle along the head.
"You saw me less than two days ago." Tommy muttered as he took more slow steps towards Eddie.
"Too long." Eddie whispered around another moan. "Want you."
At that Tommy practically growled as he closed the remaining distance, gripping Eddie's hips as he smashes their lips together, shoving his tongue into Eddie's mouth without hesitating. Eddie chuckles into the kiss as his hands come up to cup Tommy's face, deepening the kissing further.
"T-Tommy." Eddie tried to say in between kisses. "Baby, I'm sweaty... maybe I should shower first."
Tommy broke the kiss and moved to attach his lips to Eddie's neck. "No." he mumbled into the hot skin. "Need you exactly like this." Tommy dragged his tongue up the side of Eddie's neck, catching as much sweat as he could into his mouth.
"Yeah, that's... yeah, okay." Eddie moaned as Tommy sucked a hard bruise into his neck, hard cocks rubbing against each others through the fabric.
"How much longer does Chris have at school?" Tommy asked breathlessly when he moved his head back up to meet Eddie's eye-line.
Eddie laughs, and presses a soft kiss to Tommy's lips. "A couple more hours. We're fine."
"Good." Tommy said, hands sliding from Eddie's waist to reach down and give his ass a squeeze, drawing a whine out of Eddie.
"Should we move this to the bedroom?" Eddie asked, leaning forward to suck on Tommy's earlobe.
"No. We're doing it here." Tommy answered immediately, hands going back to Eddie's waist. "Turn around, sweetheart."
Eddie raises an eyebrow, and when Tommy nods, a smile cracks beautifully on his face again. His hands reach out to tug at the bottom of Tommy's shirt, trying to convey a message as he continues to slowly grind his clothed cock into Tommy's.
Tommy huffs a laugh and presses a quick kiss to Eddie's sweaty forehead before giving him what he wants, discarding his shirt and throwing it off to the side.
Eddie shivers as he reaches up to squeeze Tommy's pecs, before Tommy drags Eddie's tank top off of him, fully stuck to his stomach from the sweat.
Once he finally gets the tank top off, Tommy leans forward to lap his tongue at the small patch of hair near the top of Eddie's chest, sucking the sweat off of him, making Eddie whine.
"Okay, enough. Turn around now." Tommy says, lightly guiding Eddie with his hands.
Eddie obeys, turning around and bracing himself against the counter, bending over and arching his back. Tommy practically whined at the vision, as he reached his thumb out to brush against Eddie's clothed asscheek.
"Are you gonna-"
"Shhh." Tommy hushes him, finally sliding Eddie's gym shorts and boxers off, reaching down to help Eddie step out of them.
He leaned back up, and Tommy was met with his favorite sight in the world. Eddie, bent over, glistening bare ass presented to him and only him. Possessiveness flared inside Tommy's chest at the knowledge.
Nobody else got to see Eddie like this. Have him like this. And no one else ever would.
Tommy reaches beside Eddie to open the drawer, grabbing one of the several secret bottles of lube they have stashed throughout the house. There was one in just about every room besides Christopher's, because Tommy and Eddie were freaks and needed each other at any given moment.
He tugs off his sweatpants, freeing his aching cock, and throws them somewhere behind his shoulder before kneeling down. At last he gets his hands on Eddie's perfect, gorgeous ass, and reaches his thumbs in to slowly spread his cheeks apart, bringing another shiver out of Eddie.
"Baby-" Eddie whines.
"Hush, sweetheart. I'll give you what you want." Tommy says in a low voice. Eddie puckers his hole, in and out, making Tommy go absolutely feral. He wastes no more time, shoving his face in and pressing a kiss right on Eddie's rim.
"Tommy, ah-" Eddie moans as Tommy licks a stripe up his hole, before pushing his tongue inside. Eddie clenches hungrily around Tommy's tongue almost immediately, making Tommy's eyes roll into the back of his head. The sweat combined with the taste of Eddie was just too much. He was delicious.
Slurping sounds fill the kitchen as Tommy indulges in his favorite meal, shoving his tongue in as deep as he can get it. Eddie's hole spreads open as he continues, as if Tommy's tongue was a key opening up the lock.
He's always ready for him like this, always desperate. He's such a cockslut and Tommy can't get enough of it. He'd never had a partner before Eddie want him this badly at any moment, and it was everything to Tommy. Eddie had no interest in ever topping, just as Tommy had no interest in ever bottoming, and after two years Tommy knew exactly how to push Eddie's buttons just right. Always wanting to give him exactly what he wants.
Eddie continues to whine, rubbing his cock against the edge of the counter, trying to get any amount of friction he can. "T-Tommy-"
"I got you, Eddie. Don't worry sweetheart." Tommy reassures him as he leans back and clicks open the bottle of lube, drizzling some onto his fingers. He gets, one, then two, then three inside his boyfriend's eager hole quickly, knowing the pace Eddie can take.
Eddie grips the counter harder as he lets out a loud moan when Tommy's fingers reach his sweet spot.
"There it is." Tommy says with a smirk. "My favorite place." He strokes over that spot lovingly, savoring every beautiful noise coming out of Eddie's mouth.
"Mmmmf." Eddie pants, head thunking against the counter. "Baby, please... I need-"
Tommy removes his fingers, spits right at the center, and smears it with his thumb, letting the edge of it dip briefly into Eddie's puffy rim. "Hmm?" Tommy says, standing up and settling his hands back on Eddie's waist. "What was that?"
"I-" Eddie cuts himself off with a moan as he feels the head of Tommy's massive cock press up against his hole.
"Tell me, sweetheart. What do you need?" Tommy says lovingly, pressing a soft kiss to Eddie's spine.
"Tommy..."
"Say it, Eddie." Tommy punctuates with another kiss to his back.
"W-want you. Need you inside me. P-please." Eddie whines, trying to push his ass back against Tommy's cock.
Tommy chuckles, "Yeah?" he says, grinding his hard cock against Eddie's clenching hole. "You need me filling you up?"
"P-please." Eddie says again. "Need you to fuck me, baby."
"I'll give you what you want, sweetheart." Tommy promises, slicking his bare cock up with lube before setting the bottle aside. They never used condoms anymore, since they were strictly monogamous. He recalled using one the first time they ever had sex, but after that the box was thrown out almost instantly, both men wanting to feel all of each other.
Eddie arched his perfect ass even further, and Tommy couldn't wait any longer, pushing the head inside. Eddie let out the loudest moan of the day at the intrusion, and Tommy smirked to himself, soaking it up. When Eddie realized he was gay and started dating Tommy, something had completely changed for him in bed. Eddie was not a loud person during sex with his previous partners, finding it enjoyable enough but ultimately just trying to get the job done. It wasn't until he realized why that was, and actually got to be with someone who he desired, that it all switched up. Eddie was loud during sex now, and Tommy adored every part of it. The vision of a man finally letting himself experience true pleasure.
"God, Eddie. You're always so fucking tight." Tommy said through gritted teeth as he sank further into Eddie's warm, welcoming hole.
"You just, ah-, you always fuck me so good baby. I just want it to be perfect for you." Eddie moans when Tommy sinks in another inch.
"I know sweetheart, and you always take it so well. So perfect for me, my good boy."
Eddie whines at the praise, and clenches around Tommy's cock deliciously, as Tommy finally bottoms out.
Tommy lets out a moan himself now, standing still for a second and soaking in the high that always came with being inside his boyfriend.
"You- you're so big baby." Eddie stutters. "Every time I just can't believe it..."
Tommy cuts him off with a snap of his hips, setting a pace. He grips Eddie's waist tighter and begins bouncing him on his cock, reaching his prostate with every thrust.
"Ah, ah, ah, fuck Tommy I-" Eddie continues to moan, which only causes Tommy to speed up his thrusts further.
"Yeah? You like that?"
"You know I do baby- fuck." Eddie leans his head down into his arms, letting the pleasure take over.
"Sweetheart, you..." Tommy groans "You look so gorgeous on my cock, Eddie. You have no idea."
"M-more. Please." Eddie whines, trying to push back and meet Tommy's hard thrusts.
"You just want everyone to know, don't you?" Tommy growls, sucking a bruise into the back of Eddie's neck as he speeds up his pace. "Want the whole neighborhood to hear what a cockslut you are? Want them all to know you're mine?"
"Yours, Tommy." Eddie says against a moan. "Only yours. M- your cockslut."
"That's right sweetheart." Tommy replies, stroking his fingers through Eddie's hair as he meets his prostate again with a hard slam. "You're mine. All mine."
"S-shit, Tommy."
"It's like a vice, Eddie. The way your hole is just sucking me in. You can't get enough."
"I- I'm close, baby." Eddie whines while trying to wrap a hand around his cock.
Tommy reaches around to replace Eddie's hand with his own, speeding up his thrusts to a relentless pace, stroking him lovingly. "Cum for me sweetheart. Let go."
Right on command the way he always does Eddie releases, spurting thick lines of beautiful white fluid all over the kitchen counters while moaning Tommy's name. He clenches around Tommy's cock so hard while he does it, that it brings Tommy to his climax right after.
"God, Eddie." Tommy moans as he dumps his cum into Eddie's ass, so hard he knows it'll be leaking out soon. Every time they have sex Tommy is almost shocked at how much he cums, but he knows it must just be the Eddie Diaz effect.
Both men pant hard as they come down from their high, Tommy leaning forward to press soft, soothing kisses repeatedly to Eddie's spine as he eases his way out.
Tommy nearly has another orgasm right there once he removes his cock from Eddie and is met with the sight of Eddie's pulsing hole, pushing Tommy's cum out with each breath he takes. Tommy catches some on his fingers before it hits the floor, and reaches around to push them into Eddie's mouth, feeding him his cum.
Eddie moans around Tommy's fingers, sucking every bit of cum off of them as if he needed it to survive. When Eddie turns around after, he meets his gaze with another gorgeous smile that Tommy has to kiss him for.
"I love you." Tommy murmurs against his lips once they break apart for air.
"I love you, too." Eddie breathes heavily, still coming down from his high. Eddie wraps his arms around Tommy to bring him closer, their overstimulated cocks sliding together, making Tommy shudder. Eddie hooks his hand around Tommy's head to bring him back in for a lazy kiss, as they simply soak up the feeling of being near each other.
"We should probably get cleaned up. Before Chris gets home, at least." Eddie laughs a few minutes later into making out.
Tommy brushes a soft thumb against Eddie's jaw, before moving a strand of hair out of his face. It still takes his breath away how utterly beautiful his boyfriend is, and in that moment, Tommy realizes he doesn't want to wait any longer. Needs everyone to know Eddie is his. That nobody else will ever get to have him like this.
"One second." Tommy says, pressing a quick peck to Eddie's lips before stepping away.
"What?" confusion taking over Eddie's face.
Tommy doesn't respond as he quickly runs over to their bedroom, rummaging around through the sock drawer until he finds what he's looking for and returns to the kitchen.
"Sorry I just... I can't wait any longer." Tommy says once he's back in Eddie's space and slowly sinks down to one knee on the hard floor.
Eddie's eyes widen. "Are you really proposing right now? While we're naked and your cum is literally leaking out of my ass?"
Tommy smirks sarcastically. "I'll clean you up in the shower with my tongue after, just let me get through this first. Unless you'd rather wait-"
"No!" Eddie interrupts him quickly. "No, I want the ring now."
Tommy lets out a breathy laugh and opens the small velvet box, revealing a sleek gold ring with his and Eddie's initials engraved into the underside of it. That part had been Christopher's idea.
"Eddie, you know I love you more than anything. I could be here on this floor giving a whole speech about how much you mean to me, but words couldn't do it justice. And yes I know it's ridiculous to be doing this after we just had sex, but will you marry me sweetheart?"
"Yes. Of course I will." Eddie says as he lets out a disbelieving, sweet laugh, and reaches down to grab Tommy's hand and pull him up. "I love you." he says between kisses. "I love you."
"I love you, too." Tommy says back, as he always does, and kisses Eddie harder, sliding the ring onto his finger once they break apart. They take a minute to admire the way the ring looks on Eddie's finger, possessiveness once again flaring inside him knowing that anytime Eddie goes out, people will see that ring and know he's taken. Know he's Tommy's.
"Now." Eddie speaks, after a few more kisses. "You said something about cleaning me up in the shower with your tongue?"