kissing in cars|reddie

nine

When Eddie woke up, his seat was vibrating and he felt like throwing up. Sitting upright in the back seat, he rubbed his eyes and looked out of the window. They were driving. And it was raining.

"Morning, sleepy head!" Richie's voice boomed from the front seat, his hands on the wheel, eyes still concentrated on the road. Eddie looked at him and groaned. Fucks sake.

"Can we get food?" He asked in a scratchy, morning voice. "Still hungry."

"Ah, you see, I knew you'd ask that so I already bought some snacks." Richie leaned down a bit, just enough for his arm to reach something at the bottom of the passengers seat. He grabbed a plastic bag, and handed it to Eddie, who took it and opened it up. There was an assortment of snacks inside. Some of them were obviously for Richie (Twinkies, because they're fucking disgusting). Also, how did Richie know he liked Oreo's? "Good news. We're in New Hampshire!"

Nonetheless, Eddie immediately opened the pack of cookies and began chewing. He contemplated thanking Richie by kissing him on the cheek because his cheek was just right there, but he decided not to distract him from driving.

For ten minutes, Richie would continue driving and looking at a map he bought. They were traveling through New Hampshire's streets and Richie didn't want to get lost. Eddie was becoming impatient, and it was so cold inside of the car, he wanted warmth.

Eddie leaned over just enough so he could reach Richie's ear and say, "Do you want to take me somewhere?"

Richie felt the hot breath on his ear and shivered, gulping as well. "To do stuff?"

"To do stuff." Said Eddie, touching Richie's arm so gently that it hurt. He nibbled his ear just the slightest, but it turned him on.

It was only one minute longer, and Richie parked in a secluded area. Not wanting to get wet because of the rain, he climbed into the backseat with Eddie.

"Finally," Eddie climbed onto Richie, his legs on opposite sides of him. He straddled his waist and grinded on him, earning a low groan from Richie's throat.

"Take off your pants," Richie commanded, wanting to feel Eddie again. He himself started to undo his belt and jeans, while Eddie momentarily got off of him to strip his lower half. It took approximately thirty seconds, mostly because they were in a hurry. Richie was already half mast by the time Eddie started grinding on him again. He held his hips, liking the friction and grunting as they dry humped.

Richie's hand traveled from the brunette's hips, to his ass. He squeezed and Eddie let out a whimper, wanting to be full of Richie.

It was a surprise to him, when Eddie started to kiss and suck on his neck. But it was so insanely hot, and he was turned on and horny. He immediately took off his briefs, sliding them down to his ankles.

"So fucking hot." Richie groaned, using his index finger to put it in Eddie's mouth so he could suck on it. Eddie licked it, his saliva covering the finger. Richie pushed it inside of him, to which Eddie gripped his arm as he started to finger the boy.

"I wanna ride you."

"That was what I was planning, doll." Richie put in a second finger, and started scissoring Eddie. He whined in return, making Richies cock harden even more.

"Want your cock inside me, please." Eddie said, using one of his hands to stroke his thick dick, his hand pumping the member quickly.

"Beg for it." He said in return, groaning at the way Eddie used his hand to work on him.

Eddie whimpered again, "Please, want your cock so bad."

"What's my name?"

There was a single tear leaving Eddie's eye when a third finger stretched him open. "Richie!" He cried loudly. "Please!!"

"Come here." Richie practically shoved his dick right into Eddie when he picked up his hips. His cock went straight deep into him, and Eddie cried out. "Now fuck yourself on me."

Eddie didn't hesitate to start slowly rocking his hips, trying to adjust to the pain. He put his hands on Richie's chest, while Richie was sucking several hickeys on his neck (he liked the intimacy, but felt strange because couples usually suck hickeys). He felt the black-haired males nails dig into his side and he hissed. But then he began to moan loudly, because the pain had subsided and the pleasure was taking over.

Richie started to thrust up into him, resulting in Eddie's head getting thrown back, he whined loudly. As Richie continued fucking into him, the car shook with his big movements. Thankfully, the cold rain fogged up the windows, too. Just in case anyone was to be watching two boys fucking in a car.

·

Sonia was furious.

Thirty dollars were stolen from her purse, and her son was nowhere to be found. She called Derry High, and the principal even said that Eddie hasn't shown up for two days. So where was he? Where was her son and thirty dollars?

"Hello, I'd like to report a missing person..." Sonia was fake crying over the phone, she had called the police station. After a few rings of the telephone, someone had answered.

"What's your name, ma'am?" It was a male officer.

"Sonia Kaspbrak. My son is missing!! She wailed.

"What's your son's name, Sonia?"

"Edward! I mean, Eddie!"

"When did you last see him?"

"Tuesday! It's been two days since my baby's been gone!" Her voice was so loud, the officer shoved the telephone away from his ear, but could still hear her. "I just want him safe and at home! Please find him!!"

"We'll do the best we can, ma'am. Do you have any photos of your son?"

"Yes, I do." She did not. The last time she took a picture of Eddie with a camera was on his thirteenth birthday. "B-but he is thirteen in the photo- he's still the same height. Would that work?"

"What is his height?"

"Five feet, five inches."

Oh, the officer thought. He must be pretty short for a boy. "His age?"

"Seventeen."

Jesus Christ.

"Do you know anyone who might have wanted to, I'm sorry to say this, take him?"

"No no, he's a good kid. Everyone likes my Eddie."

"Is it possible he might have wanted to, also sorry to say this, run away? There are certain things that teenagers-"

"No! Eddie would never run away!"

".... Alright, ma'am. Where did you see him last?"

"He was..." She had forgotten. "He was riding his skateboard on the street at night."

"In your neighborhood, Sonia?"

"Yes."

"We'll send out posters, if you'd like."

Sonia sniffled a fake sniffle, and nodded her head, even though no one could see her. "Yes please. Please find my son."

There was a pause before the officer answered, "We'll do the best we can." But what if he did leave, and to another state? What are the possibilities that he could've been kidnapped, and Sonia was lying? What made someone steal Eddie, if anyone did. And if he had run away, what was his main focus on doing so?

If he ran away, who was he with?

The same call about a missing person was made by none other than Maggie Tozier, who had heard her son screwing a 'girl' just the other day. She had sobered up that day when Richie had left so they could watch TV together and eat steak. But Richie was gone. When she made the call, the police asked the same questions they did to Sonia.
The interesting thing was that the two teens didn't leave notes or anything. But there was someone's name that Maggie had mentioned. Richie's best friend. Beverly Marsh.