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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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[mrsklover]

[ Richie lets out a small gasp at the bite. Oh, okay. They were going to be playing it like that, huh? He could get onboard with it. He glances over at the breakfast as well before shrugging a shoulder and giving Eddie's rear a soft pinch.]

How about this: you go decide whether you want to make out on the couch or in my bed and I'll bring the food in so we can refuel when we're done and keep going until it's time to order dinner. Hm?

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( Oh, wow, Eddie might actually jump a little with that pinch before ultimately burrowing his face back against Richie's shoulder with a laugh. Okay, yeah, he can do this and not immediately respond to everything like a horny sixteen-year-old on Prom night. )

Yeah, yeah— can I say both? Uh— is that weird? I mean I'd make out with you in a bathtub right now. ( And with that he moves back although he immediately hates the distance put between them. ) But, you're right! You're right because we do need to get the food up before birds or racoons or a fucking coyote shows up.