( It's insane just how good Richie's lips feel against his skin even doing just as simple as speaking again it. Still, like Richie, he can't bring himself to think about it too long because it makes his eyes burn with the threat of tears.
So thankfully Richie keeps distracting him in the best of ways because as he licks and kisses down his body. His breath comes out with a shaky sound, falling back into a seated position atop the bed as Richie gets pants undone.
He can't help watching with wide-eyes, licking his lips and making a sound close to a sob as Richie finally wraps his lips around he aching cock. Carefully, he reaches out and runs his hand through Richie's hair before clutching and pulling slightly. )
( Richie wants to say something back, but his mouth is full of cock and he doesn't want to change that. He agrees, though: this was definitely the best idea Eddie has ever had and he doesn't even know the man. Maybe.
Richie hollows his cheeks and takes more of Eddie in, all the way to the hilt, his nose in Eddie's trim pubic hair and the head of Eddie's dick against the back of his throat. Richie does his best not to gag, but after a couple of moments he does and pulls back. A string of spit connects Richie's swollen, wet lips to Eddie's dick and he heaves a breath, smiling, before going again. He can't get enough. He bobs his head forward and backwards, slurping away at Eddie. His own aching cock leaks, pre-cum smearing against the inside of his boxers. )
( Eddie can't help but stare as Richie works his mouth. Fuck, yeah, Trashmouth indeed but Eddie is over the moon watching the scene before him. Without a lot of thought, he reaches out and runs his fingers through his partner's hair before gripping and pulling lightly. )
Fuck— you look amazing... like you were made for this.
( Honestly, Richie looks so amazing that Eddie feels another twist of his heart in his chest. It's so familiar that once again he feels breathless though that could just be the amazing blowjob that has him pulling and twisting at Richie's hair. )
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( It's insane just how good Richie's lips feel against his skin even doing just as simple as speaking again it. Still, like Richie, he can't bring himself to think about it too long because it makes his eyes burn with the threat of tears.
So thankfully Richie keeps distracting him in the best of ways because as he licks and kisses down his body. His breath comes out with a shaky sound, falling back into a seated position atop the bed as Richie gets pants undone.
He can't help watching with wide-eyes, licking his lips and making a sound close to a sob as Richie finally wraps his lips around he aching cock. Carefully, he reaches out and runs his hand through Richie's hair before clutching and pulling slightly. )
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Richie hollows his cheeks and takes more of Eddie in, all the way to the hilt, his nose in Eddie's trim pubic hair and the head of Eddie's dick against the back of his throat. Richie does his best not to gag, but after a couple of moments he does and pulls back. A string of spit connects Richie's swollen, wet lips to Eddie's dick and he heaves a breath, smiling, before going again. He can't get enough. He bobs his head forward and backwards, slurping away at Eddie. His own aching cock leaks, pre-cum smearing against the inside of his boxers. )
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Fuck— you look amazing... like you were made for this.
( Honestly, Richie looks so amazing that Eddie feels another twist of his heart in his chest. It's so familiar that once again he feels breathless though that could just be the amazing blowjob that has him pulling and twisting at Richie's hair. )