kissing in cars|reddie

thirteen

"So what are your kinks?"

Richie blushed. "Excuse me, Sir Fucks-a-lot, but I don't think I'm going to answer that." He put his cigarette back in his mouth, inhaling the smoke.

"Fine then." Eddie said, scooting closer to Richie's ear. He took the cigarette from Richie's hand, and put it in his own mouth. He had never smoked before, he kind of never had the money too, anyway.

"Hm, why do you ask?" Richie let him take the cigar, despite his craving for the nicotine.

"Want to try some with me?"

"Uh," Said Richie. "I haven't thought about...kinks. What are yours?"

Eddie took a drag from the cancer stick, while his other hand rest on Richie's shoulder, he was smirking. After blowing the grey smoke from his mouth, he turned to look at Richie and leant forward to whisper in his ear.

"Sometimes I let people call me their baby boy." Eddie said seductively, earning a shiver from Richie. "And I call them my daddy, because they like it when I do. Do you want to be my daddy, Richie?"

"Fuck," Richie groaned. He was always horny but Eddie made it harder to keep his dick in his pants. Still, something about how Eddie said the words in his ear got him to lay on top of the brunette immediately. "Whoever taught you to speak like that is going to hell." He threw the cigarette to the floor, made sure to stomp on it, and then pinned Eddie's wrists to the bed.

"What is it, daddy?" He asked so innocently that it hurt, and got Richie grinding down on him.

"You're lucky you're cute," Richie began to suck and kiss his neck, while maintaining a slow speed of grinding on Eddie's hips and groin. The male underneath him moaned, sending sparks down his abdomen. Richie was getting hard already, he hadn't even been sucking hickeys on Eddie's neck for two minutes.

"Fuck me, daddy. Please?" Eddie was getting hard himself, wanting to strip Richie of his clothes so he could see his toned chest and tattooed arm.

"I was planning on it, baby boy." Said Richie, Eddie blushing at the name and keening silently.

Richie first pushed Eddie's pants down, then rubbed at the hard-on in his briefs. It made Eddie groan, tilting his head back like he did when Richie sucked three hickeys. It was pure bliss. Then the taller male pulled off the piece of clothing, and Eddie's cock sprung out, completely hard.

After pulling Eddie to the left side of the bed, and turning him around, Richie took out his lube and quickly doused his finger with it. He held Eddie's hip after ordering him to sit on his hands and knees, then placed the single finger inside of his hole. Since Eddie was becoming used to the feeling of Richie's long and lanky digit, he only bit his lip. But after he was pushing in a second one, in and out, squirming it around, Eddie was partly whimpering. There were chills climbing up his spine.

"Daddy, I really want your cock." He said like a drunk slut.

"You'll get it, baby boy, just wait."

Eddie's cheeks flushed, and he was surprised that Richie even allowed the words to leave his mouth. But Eddie waited while squirming on the squeaky mattress, waiting for Richie's massive dick.

Once the two fingers left Eddie's hole, which clenched around nothing, making Eddie feel sad because he wanted skin-on-skin contact, Richie finally unbuckled his belt, and threw it on the floor. He was hard like a rock, his dick leaking pre-cum as well as Eddie, whose ass cheeks were in front of him, waiting. He let his boxers fall to his ankles.

Finally, finally, Richie got the lube again and started stroking himself with it, the lube covering his dick. He had forgotten about a condom, and so did Eddie, because the two wanted nothing more right now other than a good session of sex.