( The feeling of Richie rutting against him is just so much. It always edging on too much but Eddie doesn't think he could ever get enough of it. Their time since getting together has been eye-opening on a ridiculous number of levels as he's learned so much about himself and just what he likes.
Like how much he really, really likes their current position even if he can already hear the chuckles from his co-workers if he shows up to work marked up again. )
It's none of their fucking business— ( He says with another whine high up in his throat, slamming his foot against the stall door and shifting just enough that Richie is slamming into him just right. ) Fuck, Richie. Just like that, right there—
( But just as soon as Eddie is finally letting himself go, the bathroom door opens and Eddie slams a hand over Richie's mouth and bites down hard on his own lip. What the fuck— what the actual fuck. Who the hell would come to a bathroom this out of the fucking way?
He breathes in slowly and glares at Richie, shifting uncomfortably and just wishing that they could fucking keep going especially when he's this goddamn horny. )
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Like how much he really, really likes their current position even if he can already hear the chuckles from his co-workers if he shows up to work marked up again. )
It's none of their fucking business— ( He says with another whine high up in his throat, slamming his foot against the stall door and shifting just enough that Richie is slamming into him just right. ) Fuck, Richie. Just like that, right there—
( But just as soon as Eddie is finally letting himself go, the bathroom door opens and Eddie slams a hand over Richie's mouth and bites down hard on his own lip. What the fuck— what the actual fuck. Who the hell would come to a bathroom this out of the fucking way?
He breathes in slowly and glares at Richie, shifting uncomfortably and just wishing that they could fucking keep going especially when he's this goddamn horny. )