Club - a Breddy Fanfic.

88) NSFW

Brett wakes up when he hears a soft moan besides him. He blinks against the afternoon light, his vision unclear. He quickly forces his awakening brain to check the three w's he used to need. Where, when and who? The who is filled in easily, because the weight on his arm makes him look and his expression goes soft. It all clicks into place: Eddy, in his bedroom, and... it must be afternoon already. Eddy wrecked him all right, he must have passed after out coming down from his high.
He blinks a few times to get the room into view, but he needs his glasses. Where did he take them off? His best guess is the nightstand then? He tries to focus, but it's really too far to really see what's on it. He fumbles on the surface with his free arm, the other restricted by his sleeping Eddy. Hmm. No glasses there. Okay, he has to ask Eddy. He looks at him sleeping, peacefully. He is so beautiful lying there with his eyes closed. He just loves those eyes, when open or closed. Will they look different behind the glasses he will get just like his own do? Oh! It's Sunday! Their glasses will be ready today! Brett smiles at the thought of Eddy looking so smart and pretty with them.
His thoughts are interrupted by another soft moan. Brett chuckles as he sees a lovely pinkish blush flashing across Eddy's cheeks and he feels a bump growing against his leg. Eddy must be having a nice dream.
"Hmmm. What to do with you then?" he whispers sweetly into Eddy's hair. "Hey, did you get yourself off afterwards or not?" He frowns because he can't recall Eddy leaving when they got to the bed. He shakes his head. He was so out of it that he probably wouldn't have noticed a bomb exploding besides the bed, so noticing Eddy doing anything? Nope, no chance in hell.
Eddy wiggles softly in his dream in search of some friction, his eyebrows knitting together. Brett contemplates for a moment. Will he keep on watching Eddy while he is having his sexy dream, which might creep Eddy out when he wakes up, or... His decision is already made.
Brett brushes his lips on Eddy's fore head. "Getting off without me? That just simply will not do, sweetheart." He whispers. "Here, let me help you." He runs his fingers over Eddy's cheekbone and shifts very carefully so that Eddy rolls onto his back, positions himself on his elbow and leans over him. He looks closely at Eddy's features. Now he is sleeping and it's light he can examine him thoroughly for once.
"God, you are beautiful." he murmurs and kisses Eddy on the corners of his mouth, his tongue peeking out, licking the side softly. Eddy reacts instinctively and his lips part slightly, giving Brett the chance to licks the inside of Eddy's teeth, tipping their tongues against each other. Eddy groans and even though he sleeps he tries to kiss him back. Brett's free hand slides down over Eddy's chest, over his toned abdomen and fumbles with the button and zipper from Eddy's jeans he's still wearing. When he slides his hand around Eddy's rapidly hardening bulge and massages it softly through the fabric, Eddy's breath speeds up. The groan he emits is much deeper now and Brett feels Eddy's eyelashes flutter against his cheek. A sharp intake of air indicates that Eddy's waking up.
"Shhh." Brett says before Eddy can speak. "Let me?"
Eddy releases the excess amount of air he just collected in a puff and pulls Brett closer. Brett considers it as the invitation that he is to go on.
He pushes the jeans and the waistband of Eddy's underwear lower, to under his balls, and begins stroking the member that is now released. Eddy groans again, now fully awake.
"That nice?" Brett whispers huskily.

Eddy nods, his eyes to slits.
"You as well?" Eddy whispers. "Hold us both."
Brett is not surprised that Eddy, the perceptive bastard that he is, has noticed Brett becoming hard as well. Brett chuckles and leans in closer, his mouth hovering mere inches away from Eddy's. He takes them both in his hand and moves up and down. A shiver runs through them both.
"Yes. Like that." Eddy says softly, putting a hand on the small of Brett's back. Eddy's massaging fingers going down remind Brett instantly of what happened before he passed out. The sensation of Eddy in him was really something else. He speeds up his movements. Eddy's breath hitches in his mouth, his own unsteady as well.
And although this is so very different than before, he already feels the orgasm building higher and higher with every stroke. Eddy's groan becomes deeper, his belly starts to quiver.
"Brett..." he asks and Brett knows he's at his limit.

"Come when you want, sweetheart. My sweet, tantalizing, sexy Eddy." he breathes into Eddy's ear before he gets his earlobe between his teeth, and nips the soft skin. The sharp sensation make Eddy thrusts his hips forward, groaning his release between their bellies. Brett tightens his grip and another move once, twice and he is coming too, mixing their juices together.

"You'll be the death of me some day." Brett groans as he is coming down, breath finally slowing down, blissed out once more.

"Anytime, my love." Eddy snuggles against him in the same way he was when Brett woke up, seemingly ages ago.

Brett kisses Eddy's hair and strokes the loose strands of his hair out of his face. A minute passes, both sunken in blissful thoughts, and Brett lifts Eddy's chin to kiss the bridge of his nose. "You will be so pretty with your glasses on." he mentions.

"Oh, you're right! I forgot that we can pick t hem up today." Eddy moves, loosening his grip on Brett.

Brett sighs. He already regrets having mentioned it, but he doesn't want to let go, but life calls.
"Okay." he sighs again, pulling Eddy close into another hug. "Not that I want to get up, but this is what we're going to do. We clean up a bit, check on the boys in the living room, drink coffee to wake up, then go get our new glasses and bubble tea. That alright with you?"

"Okay." Eddy says absentmindedly while he stares at the bedroom door, his thoughts clearly with the men on the other side. "I hope they didn't kill each other. It's been awfully quit since we left. Not that I would have noticed anyway. I was a bit busy." Eddy turns his head to Brett and smiles the devious grin that Brett is sure he is going to love all of his life.

Brett chuckles. "Ok. Up you go." He gives Eddy a push so he can reach for the box of tissues on the nightstand. "Let's get a shower, shall we?"