[For a moment, Richie thinks something might be on his face or somehow the submissive tattoo was latent in appearance and started slowly bleeding into the skin on his neck.
The way Eddie's eyes fall over him make him full vulnerable, blown wide-open. It's not until that bad joke about his height comes out that he relaxes. Only to stiffen up again as soon as Eddie's caressing his face. It's such a simple thing, something they've done so many times before but it feels deeper this time. More complex. He and Eddie have been through hell and back, and there's no way to know if they were better for it.
Those familiar gray eyes and dimples do him in every time and Richie buries himself into the embrace like it might be the last time for a long time. There's no telling what this place was going to do to them.]
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The way Eddie's eyes fall over him make him full vulnerable, blown wide-open. It's not until that bad joke about his height comes out that he relaxes. Only to stiffen up again as soon as Eddie's caressing his face. It's such a simple thing, something they've done so many times before but it feels deeper this time. More complex. He and Eddie have been through hell and back, and there's no way to know if they were better for it.
Those familiar gray eyes and dimples do him in every time and Richie buries himself into the embrace like it might be the last time for a long time. There's no telling what this place was going to do to them.]
I'm not the only one. Look at yourself.