Well, yeah, maybe but I don't care how hot it might have been. I am not having my dick show up on fucking TMZ or twitter.
( Not that Eddie hasn't thought about things when they're alone in the green room together before or after one of Richie's shows. Yeah, sure, they're old as fuck but he can't deny there is a lot of love between them that they both are too eager to express whenever they could find the time. It doesn't help things like now when he's got so many fucking memories and feelings swimming around his head from every moment he had as a teenager now coming back to him like a freight train.
He breathes out another pleasurable sound as Richie moves his hips to meet him. It blocks out the rest of the thoughts running through his brain about Maine, scars and friends he had forgotten until this afternoon. Nothing else in this world seems to matter in this moment expects for the two of them and Eddie is intent on having this moment last as long as possible.
He sits back just enough to push Richie's shirt up so he can lean in close, dragging his tongue over one of his nipples and breathing out a huff of air. )
Yeah - you getting this fucking shirt off to start but... ( And he swallows with a looking upwards with a soft look. ) I just don't wanna think about any of this shit, Rich. I want to forget about everything except for you.
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( Not that Eddie hasn't thought about things when they're alone in the green room together before or after one of Richie's shows. Yeah, sure, they're old as fuck but he can't deny there is a lot of love between them that they both are too eager to express whenever they could find the time. It doesn't help things like now when he's got so many fucking memories and feelings swimming around his head from every moment he had as a teenager now coming back to him like a freight train.
He breathes out another pleasurable sound as Richie moves his hips to meet him. It blocks out the rest of the thoughts running through his brain about Maine, scars and friends he had forgotten until this afternoon. Nothing else in this world seems to matter in this moment expects for the two of them and Eddie is intent on having this moment last as long as possible.
He sits back just enough to push Richie's shirt up so he can lean in close, dragging his tongue over one of his nipples and breathing out a huff of air. )
Yeah - you getting this fucking shirt off to start but... ( And he swallows with a looking upwards with a soft look. ) I just don't wanna think about any of this shit, Rich. I want to forget about everything except for you.