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[respirations]

EDDIE KASPBRAK it: chapter 2 voice strength: ★★★★★ shipping: i'm reddie trash but i'm also all about that platonic love with the other losers preferences: gen, smut, shippy, angst, au, cross-canon, slice of life. notes: for some fun starting points: some random assortment of memes and aus for days; feel free to go the other worldly route; also throw pics or random sentences at me and a kink generator because why not. hit me up for starters if you'd like. there's no crying in baseball but there is crying in my rp but let's have fun, ok. picture prompts • quote prompts • music prompts • etc

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[respirations]

❪ all eddie can do in hum contently in acknowledgment, simple sentences beyond him as rich continues moving over him in ways he doesn't even think he could have dreamed. he's utterly just lost in watching him move, swallowing hard and unable to help the moan that escapes him as rich hits his high first. he continues pumping, stroking him as he rides out his orgasm and feeling his body tense is enough to start his tip over the edge.

he finally can't hold back, rocking his hips hard against rich as he rides out his own orgasm and gasping against the kiss until he finally comes down with a shudder. his grip on rich's hips finally loosens, smoothing circles against the skin and letting out an overly pleased sound. ❫

Fucking hell, I love you.

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[When Eddie comes at first it's startling for Richie who rides out the slick with newfound strength in it. A decisive movement in his dedication to him as he tries to completely milk his orgasm through the aftershocks of what they'd just done. His whole body is buzzing with it when he pulls off and occupies the space beside him.]

Love you too. You sure you're gonna be okay without me when I'm on tour?

[Richie nuzzles back into his chest, steals a soft kiss under his jaw where the pulse point is and then grabs his hand, laces their fingers together comfortably.]

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❪ he has to blink a few times to get the stars out of his eyes before eddie can focus on richie and how he moves beside him, speaking and nuzzling closer. the question gets a huff of air out of ed as he lets their fingers lace together and falls back against the bed with him. ❫

God, no. ❪ he says with a chuckle and a kiss to the top of richie's scalp. ❫ But I'm going to figure it out. Call you if it gets bad even though I just know our phone bills are going to be fucking insane.