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detention (2)

this is kind of nsfw not really though idk what that means honestly

The bell rang, signaling the end of detention. Eddie took a deep breath and looked up to say something to Richie, but Richie was already heading out the door. Eddie frowned, and suddenly realization hit him. That was all to their story. Some quick kissing under the stairs and Richie was gone. Richie wouldn't want anything to do with him after this. Eddie shoved his books in his bag, ripping and wrinkling all the papers he'd worked so hard on, out of frustration. He'd been stupid to ever think Richie Tozier could care. He stormed out of the room and to the double doors, letting the cool autumn air hit his face. Goosebumps rose on his bare legs, and he hugged his arms around himself. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, he felt a little calmer. Until he saw the all too familiar curly haired boy weaving through students, coming right towards him.

Eddie looked up at Richie pathetically. He knew his eyes were practically giving away how desperate he was for Richie to kiss him again. For Richie to want anything to do with him after today. Richie looked back at the boy, but surprisingly his eyes weren't taunting or pitiful. They were longing, searching Eddie's face for any indication of how he felt.

"You must be cold, let me give you a ride." Richie said, looking Eddie up and down. Eddie knew Richie was just observing his shorts and t-shirt, probably wondering why he would wear that in the middle of October, but the way Richie's eyes danced playfully with emotion, he knew there was more to it.

"Richie Tozier doing something nice? What's the catch?" Eddie crossed his arms and smirked. Richie loved when Eddie was like this.

"The catch is, I give you a ride to my house instead of yours." Eddie's breath caught in his throat. Going to Richie Tozier's house? After what Richie had pulled under the stairs?

"I-I don't know..." Eddie stuttered uncertainly, and then he felt Richie's hand on his shoulder. Shivers travelled down his body from where Richie had touched him, and he felt his face heat up.

"Just give me a chance? I don't bite." Richie batted his eyelashes innocently at Eddie, and Eddie choked out a laugh and agreed.

"Fine. One hour, then you take me home."

"One hour. Deal!" Richie grinned, sliding his hand down Eddie's arm, intertwining his fingers with Eddie's and leading him to his car.

Richie's car smelled vaguely of smoke, mostly of cheap cologne. There were magazines thrown around in the back, mixtapes with scribbled on titles crowding the dashboard, and water bottles and other trash covered the floors. It was a mess, and usually a mess like this would've sent Eddie running. But for some reason, Eddie eagerly got in and waited for Richie to drive. His stomach was in knots, of both excitement and fear, at going home with Richie.

After an excruciating 10 minute drive, silence filled by Guns N' Roses and AC/DC blaring from Richie's speakers, they parked in front of Richie's house. Both boys went inside, and Richie led Eddie upstairs quickly in order to avoid Eddie seeing the messed up state his parents had drunkenly left it in. Eddie didn't need to see that part of his life.

Richie sat on his bed and watched as Eddie observed his room, running his delicate little fingers across a random shelf, record or poster. Eddie moved so carefully, afraid to touch or mess anything up. After Eddie was content with his personal tour of Richie's room, he stood next to Richie's bed. Richie laughed, standing up in front of him and snaking both arms around Eddie's waist, pulling the small boy close. Eddie's heart skipped a beat and he felt his breathing speed up at being pressed so close to Richie. Richie looked down at him, a content smirk tugging at his lips.

Eddie couldn't stand how cocky Richie was. That smirk on his face, basically laughing in Eddie's face because he had won him over in less than an hour. Well Eddie wasn't going to let Richie just stand there and mock him. He grabbed Richie's face and crashed their lips together. Richie was taken aback by Eddie's confidence, but he didn't mind what he had done at all. He quickly kissed Eddie back, sitting down with him on his bed.

Richie urgently tugged on Eddie's bottom lip, and was again allowed access immediately. The two explored each other eagerly. Eddie couldn't get close enough to Richie, he positioned himself on Richie's lap, straddling him and pressing himself fully against Richie, their chests bumping with every breath. Richie kissed him intensely, and it was something unlike Eddie had ever felt. Richie's hands soon reached up, finding Eddie's hair and pulling at it, turning his head so their mouths were perfectly together.

When Richie pulled away, Eddie was panting and his lips were swollen, his face was flushed red, and his curls were a mess. Richie was sure he looked the same, and he couldn't get over how gorgeous Eddie looked. He couldn't believe he was the one who got to make Eddie look this way. Richie moved his lips to Eddie's neck again, and Eddie inhaled sharply. Eddie wrapped one arm tightly around Richie, and the other made its way up so Eddie could tangle his fingers in Richie's curls. He leaned his head back as Richie's soft lips kissed down his neck, his collarbones, his jaw and up behind his ear. Anywhere Richie could reach, he was desperate to find. Richie sucked faint red marks on Eddie's soft skin, and he felt chills through his entire body when Eddie's grip on his hair tightened and Eddie let out a soft moan.

Richie slid his hands under Eddie's shirt, and Eddie let out another gasp at Richie's cold touch on his hot skin. Richie continued to kiss the boy's neck, roughly at times to get that beautiful noise out of him. Eddie leaned up into Richie's touch as Richie's hands slowly explored Eddie's body, Richie eventually pulled the boy's shirt off and leaned back to examine him. Eddie's head was still back, his eyes closed and his lips parted. His chest rose and fell quickly, and Richie could've stared at him like this forever. He was a mess in Richie's hands.

Eddie's eyes opened and he met Richie's, both boys immediately pulling each other close again, slamming their lips together. Richie's shirt was soon lost and the boys were laying on his bed, kissing feverishly, their bare chests as close as possible and their legs entangled together. Richie had Eddie on his back, pressed into the sheets, and was trailing kisses down Eddie's chest. It took everything in Eddie's power not to let Richie do whatever he wanted to him.

"Mm- Richie-"

"Yeah baby?" Richie breathed between kisses, looking up at Eddie. That nickname made Eddie weak all over, and he cupped Richie's cheek and kissed him again. Richie kissed back eagerly, and Eddie eventually pulled away.

"I don't want to do anything today... not so soon." Eddie started his sentence confidently, but he slowly looked down at his hands and his voice lowered to a whisper. He was being such a baby, what if Richie only wanted him for this reason? He was ruining everything. He should've just kept his mouth shut.

But he soon felt Richie's arms around him again, only this time it was gentle. Richie pulled Eddie into his chest, rubbing his back softly. "We don't have to do anything that you don't want to Eds."

Eddie looked up, meeting Richie's gaze and he could tell Richie meant it. Richie really wanted him. He didn't care how, he just wanted Eddie. Eddie grinned and curled up against Richie's chest, hugging himself close. The two stayed that way, soaking up each other's warmth while Richie pressed little kisses on Eddie's forehead, music playing softly in the background.

"Richie?"

"Hm?" Richie mumbled tiredly, hugging Eddie closer and covering them up with his blankets.

"Don't call me Eds."

Richie laughed softly, planting a kiss on Eddie's cheek and nodding. "I'll try my best."

i've never really written something like this so i hope you guys liked it especially those who requested this!