(This whole quarantine thing was some shit and it had fucked Richie pretty hard. If it hadn't been for Eddie he would have already lost his mind. He was never one to be able to stand being stuck in one place, it drove him crazy. He had grown fond of the constant traveling despite how much it drained him physically. He loved the rush of it all and sold out shows just added to the chaos. Eddie had basically demanded he get to work from home when the virus hit, just as he threatened Richie he had best stay home himself during the pandemic.

The time spent with them both being constantly home was refreshing. Sure they had a few fall outs but mostly the time had been great. Eddie had always brought out the best and worst in him. They were always learning new things about each other, which was odd because at one point in their lives they had known everything.

Richie wouldn't admit it openly but Eddie had him wrapped around his finger. It was pretty damn pathetic and even worse in the bedroom. He had never in his life begged and whimpered for a sexual partner to please him but Eddie?

Shit.

He bites down on his tongue to hold off any kind of moaning, its too early for all that shit but Jesus. He's knees nearly buckle but he's able to steady himself against the counter. Fuck it, his lips part and he lets the low groans escape.)

Fuck.

(He hisses through clinched teeth as a hand reaches out to grip the back of Eddie's neck.)