kissing in cars|reddie

twenty six

At Ben's birthday party.

"So where's the beer?" Asked Richie, who stood behind Eddie, holding his hip with his chin on the boys head. Eddie was grinning toothily, as well as munching on a Snickers bar.

"In the fridge. Don't drink too much, Rich." Said Ben, who was going to the kitchen to make a big bowl of chips.

All of them came to help Ben prepare after school, the party started at eight and went on til morning. Bev was to help set up the snack bar on the island in the kitchen. Mike was going to pick out the music. Richie and Eddie came to add small decorations (and, of course, hide anything that anyone could break, like glass vases).

Richie got a beer for him and Mike and began to drink it. Then, they began the process of preparing the party.

Once they all finished preparing, all of them other than Bev and Ben left to change their normal school clothes.

After an hour, the party started.

A lot of teens came as soon as the clock struck eight. But Richie and Eddie decided to go about half an hour later just so they could laugh at the already drunken people. When they arrived, that's exactly what they did.

Bev came up to them after they settled on the couch in the living room. "So when are you losers gonna do something instead of sit there?"

"I think you mean when are we gonna do each other." Richie winked at her.

She shook her head, red, bouncy curls swaying from side to side. "Whatever, Trashmouth. Hey, Eddie, wanna pour milk on Henry Bowers' head?"

"Yes!"

"No. He's staying with me." Richie put his arm protectively around his boyfriends waist, pulling him closer. Eddie tried wiggling out of his grasp, only to be held even harder.

"Richie-"

"He's staying with me."

"Fine then," Bev shrugged. "Suit yourself. Have fun, gays!" She said, bidding them adeu.

Eddie turned around to glare at Richie. "Are you kidding? How many goddamn beers did you have?!"

"Like, five."

"Oh, Lord."

"Wanna go upstairs, baby? I'll make sure it's worth your time." Richie said in his ear. His grip on Eddie's waist was lowered down to his stomach. Pressing lightly, emitting a groan from Eddie.

"Fine." He said, getting up and racing Richie towards Ben's parents room. Beverly had watched them ascend up the stairs, grinning and shaking her head.

Richie followed him, watching his ass sway as he entered the room, Eddie laid down on the bed. Richie wasted no time in taking off his shirt and climbing on top of Eddie, kissing him deeply and passionately.

"Mine." He said, biting Eddie's neck and leaving marks. It caused Eddie to bite his lip, his cock becoming harder by the second. He hadn't had too much to drink- maybe a beer bottle and a half. He was still a lightweight though, and Richie was way more drunk than he was.

"'m yours, Rich." He agreed breathlessly, running his hands through Richie's curls and wrapping his legs around his waist.

"I came prepared." Richie pulled his lips away from Eddie's body and took out two packets from his pocket. A lube packet and condom. Eddie smiled up at him.

"Good, so use 'em."

Richie chuckled and undid his belt and pants, pulling them down to his ankles. Next he undid Eddie's skinny jeans, throwing them on the floor somewhere, Eddie usually preferred to have his shirt on sometimes when they did sex. But he took the cloth off and revealed his pretty skin. Richie caressed Eddie's soft skin, tracing it with his fingers and teasing his nipples. Eddie hummed quietly, watching Richie's fingers tease his hard buds.