Well yeah, but you're not dirty in like- you know. The way my mom thought...Actually, no, you totally are.
(The proof of that had started to fade by now, but the memories certainly hadn't. It had been a while since they had actually gotten off together, but it didn't change the fact that they had fucked, and had fucked like animals. Eddie wasn't much for foot stuff either, but it had always served as a way to tease Richie at a distance when he was a kid. It was a lot more about touching, being close. Even now, he could feel himself melting straight into the tub from Richie's soft touches.)
She's probably doing a lot more than rolling in her grave. I'm pretty sure her greatest fear of all time was that you'd defile me and steal me away, and I'm pretty sure we've accomplished both of those things here.
(Eddie gives Richie one of those 'sweet' smiles of his, and he pulls his foot from Richie's grip. He slides around in the tub, moving onto his knees and then sliding forward across Richie's body so that he could lay against his chest in the water. He comes to settle on him, resting his cheek against Richie's shoulder. Their bodies felt fused together, and Eddie couldn't tell if that was from the booze, the water, or just because that's how he always wound up feeling whenever he was this close to Richie.)
Yeah, I'll bet you woulda. (He smiles against Richie, rolling himself over so he was sitting properly in Richie's lap, back against Richie's chest. A lot of moving around, sure, but Eddie was starting to settle down. He slides his hands over Richie's arms, before dragging them down under the water and wrapping them around himself for Richie.)
What, you finally getting into my pants after all this time?
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(The proof of that had started to fade by now, but the memories certainly hadn't. It had been a while since they had actually gotten off together, but it didn't change the fact that they had fucked, and had fucked like animals. Eddie wasn't much for foot stuff either, but it had always served as a way to tease Richie at a distance when he was a kid. It was a lot more about touching, being close. Even now, he could feel himself melting straight into the tub from Richie's soft touches.)
She's probably doing a lot more than rolling in her grave. I'm pretty sure her greatest fear of all time was that you'd defile me and steal me away, and I'm pretty sure we've accomplished both of those things here.
(Eddie gives Richie one of those 'sweet' smiles of his, and he pulls his foot from Richie's grip. He slides around in the tub, moving onto his knees and then sliding forward across Richie's body so that he could lay against his chest in the water. He comes to settle on him, resting his cheek against Richie's shoulder. Their bodies felt fused together, and Eddie couldn't tell if that was from the booze, the water, or just because that's how he always wound up feeling whenever he was this close to Richie.)
Yeah, I'll bet you woulda. (He smiles against Richie, rolling himself over so he was sitting properly in Richie's lap, back against Richie's chest. A lot of moving around, sure, but Eddie was starting to settle down. He slides his hands over Richie's arms, before dragging them down under the water and wrapping them around himself for Richie.)
What, you finally getting into my pants after all this time?