Reddie Nights

🔸Shot 81 ~ Jealous II🔸

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RICHIE'S POV

"So g-guys, um...Stan invited muh-me over, so I'm guh-gonna go t-talk to him" Bill announced awkwardly.

"Okay bye" I said quickly.

"Ruh-Richie look...I d-don't like Eddie like th-that, okay? I'm suh-suh-sorry. You don't h-hate me, d-do you?"

"A little" I muttered.

"Seriously?" he questioned.

"No. But if you touch him again I'll kill you" I warned.

"Wuh-Well if you l-look at the t-time I think I sh-should be leaving, buh-bye guys" Bill glanced at his watch as he turned away from Eddie and I.

"Smartass" I scoffed, and watched Bill wave as he left.

"Richie, come on, I'm all yours. Besides, that goof is in love with Stan" Eddie calmed me.

"Hmmn" I grumbled. "All mine, huh?" I pulled him close and raised my eyebrows.

"Yes, idiot" he smiled.

"Show me" I whispered in his ear, and nibbled it.

I could feel him tremble underneath my hands that found their way to his waist. He grinned at me, and I mirrored it. I moved my lips to his and he kissed back. His lips moved against mine sweetly and in sync, and I deepened the kiss by pulling him close enough that our chests were touching and his hands roamed my curls.

I picked him up and he wrapped his legs around my waist and his arms around my neck. I carried him to his bed where I laid between his legs and started grinding, earning moans of pleasure from him as he tugged my hair.

That, and his nibbles on my lip, drove me crazy with arousal, the whole moment getting heated instantly.

Eddie moved his neck so that I could taste his tender skin. I trailed my lips all up and down his neck, searching for his sweet spot and once I found it, he moaned underneath me.

"Ah, ahh, right there, Richie, ahh"

I smirked triumphantly against his tender skin as I sucked on his sweet spot. Eddie began moaning loud, and I left little purple bruises on his neck, claiming him as mine.

EDDIE'S POV

This was happening, this was really happening. Richie loves me and I love him, and he's making me feel so good by sucking on my neck. This felt so much better than with Bill, and it felt so right and so natural.

I didn't want to stop. Richie left purple bruises on my neck, claiming me as his, and I am. I've always been Richie's. And he's all mine.

As soon as his lips pulled away from my neck, I returned the favor, earning little moans and grunts of pleasure as I made love to his neck with my lips.

"You're all mine, too, Rich" I whispered against his warm skin.

"I always have been" he whispered, and connected our lips.