( There's no response because he's in a STATE right now. It wasn't like Eddie had a chance to get very far anyway. Richie will hear the front door opening soon enough as Eddie appears, sweaty but frowning and glaring daggers at his husband. )

I'm going to kill you. ( Mixed signals here, probably especially when he approaches him for a kiss. Soft, chaste at first before deepening it ever so slightly. He's just not going to think about the washer right now. ) I hate you so much.

( Breaking away, Eddie frowns again and shakes his head. )

Instead of fucking jerking off by yourself - you should start telling me because you're not going to ruin my nice sheets, asshole.