( There's a quiet moment as Eddie continues pressing messy kisses against Richie's neck but decides to put those multitasking abilities to work by reaching over to move Richie's glass to a coaster. Never let it be said that Eddie didn't have priorities in mind because he doesn't miss a beat in biting down against a patch of skin where his neck and shoulder meet before sucking a small, purplish bruise against his skin with grin as he pulls back. )

Or married to other people. How fucked up would that be. To be with someone before you're suddenly hit with every feeling you ever had for your teenage crush all at once.

( He can't help continuing to let his lips trace over the spots he knows that Richie likes best with his own pleasurable sounds rumbling from his chest as his husband runs a hand along his back. He takes a deep breath, nuzzling skin before pressing in close for another soft, slow kiss. )

I'm not gonna question it though, I'm just glad I found you despite everything apparently working against us.