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"Fucking hell, you look so good like that, bro," Eddy breathed as Brett sunk down on him once more.

Brett snorted with a small laugh but kept his hips moving.
"Don't call me 'bro' while I'm riding your dick, 'bro'," Brett countered, sarcastically calling Eddy the same.

"What, you prefer something more prude? 'Darling' perhaps?" Eddy teased with a smirk.
All the while, Brett kept his hips moving, going up and down, his hands in Eddy's for support.

He simply scoffed off the proposal sarcastically, a diversion from the increased rate of his heartbeat which a consequence of Eddy voicing the nickname.

Their sexual exchanges were purely platonic, they'd agreed, but Brett feared he was slipping regarding that concord. It was a quite recent agreement, something they tried after both being so sexually deprived on tour that they had to resort to each other. Not that Brett minded though, but never would he say that aloud.

"Did you know, in some fan fictions you call me 'daddy'," Eddy continued with a mischievous smirk.
"'Bro' it is then I guess," Brett countered sarcastically, fighting the images of him calling Eddy 'Daddy' while being fucked-

Brett didn't have time to finish the thought when he suddenly found himself flipped over to his back, hands pinned above his head.

"Don't pretend like you wouldn't cum on the spot if I called you 'baby' though," Eddy growled into Brett's ear, an action that brought shivers through Brett's whole body and shoved him over the edge to his orgasm, shooting white semen all the way up to his chin as Eddy thrusted into him.

Brett took a moment to come down from his unexpected high, opening his eyes to meet Eddy's deep, dark, focused ones.

"Point proven," Eddy said with a smile that hid more triumph than tease.

Brett then realized how ridiculously smitten he was. Cuming at a simple word? Pathetic.

Brett hid his face in Eddy's arm, causing Eddy to chuckle at his adorableness as he reached for the cum-rug by the edge of the bed. Brett felt the warm, slightly damp cloth brush gently across his skin and opened his eyes to see Eddy clean him with such attentiveness that made Brett's insides flutter.

Eddy looked up to meet his eyes and Brett felt as if he was on fire. He started leaning in closer and Brett's heart raced up to 200km/h. Hadn't they agreed on no kissing? Deeming it 'too intimate' even though Eddy was literally inside him still?

But maybe Eddy had a change of heart? Brett couldn't help but close his eyes as he anxiously anticipated the contact.

What he didn't expect, however, was to feel Eddy's warm tongue run from the base of his neck to the top of his cheek. Of course, the action wasn't unpleasant per se, and Brett found himself moaning at the warm wetness, but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't a tad bit disappointed.

Eddy leaned away and took his tongue back in to swallow. Brett's cheeks heated up as he then realized Eddy had cleaned the remaining trails of his cum with his tongue and swallowed it down wholly.

Eddy smirked at the newfound color on Brett's cheeks.
"You're fucking bold today," Brett said shakily, almost forgetting how to speak for a second.

Eddy chuckled.
"I don't know how you expect me to hold back when you look so fucking good in red," Eddy replied cheekily.
Brett brought his hands up to cool the burning cheeks Eddy referred to.

Eddy took the opportunity to remind the other of their connection by thrusting out and then back in, deeply. Brett yelped at the reminder, his hands flying up to Eddy's chest in response.

"Eddy-"
"I don't want other people to see you like this, Brett."
Eddy's tone had shifted to a deep and serious one as he picked up a steady rhythm pounding into Brett.

"Eddy-"
"I don't want anyone else to call you baby or tease your beautifully flushed cheeks."

"Eddy!-"
"I don't want anyone else to see how fucking good you look as you bottom out riding my-"

Brett swallowed the end of Eddy's sentence as he broke the only rule of their agreement.

The rhythm of Eddy's movements stopped as he greedily kissed back, his hand finding Brett's dark locks and tugging slightly while the other rested possessively upon his hipbone.

Brett was loosing control of the kiss quickly as Eddy sucked and bit his bruised lips. Eddy sensed himself loosing control and flipped the moaning mess of a boy over to straddle him, a precaution that allowed Brett a bit more ascendancy.

The kiss eventually calmed and the two parted, panting at the loss of air. Silence filled the room.

"Brett..."
"I don't want anyone else either."

Eddy's eyes looked up at the other as he spoke. He'd just intended to apologize for everything he said before, but Brett's confession certainly changed things.

Eddy couldn't help the giggly feelings that arouse within him and displayed themselves through a grin on his lips.

"So you DO want me to call you baby," he teased, caressing Brett lovingly as an apology for the tease.
Brett rolled his eyes, hiding a smile.

"Better than 'bro' I guess," he teased back before silencing Eddy's chuckle with a serene kiss.Start writing your story