The Aftermath (Reddie)

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Richie's POV

My heart had stopped again, he was staring at me still so close to me.

He was on his hands and knees with most of his torso leaning over me. I was leaning my back right up against the wall.

"That was a-ages ago..." I felt flustered.

"You promised," he pouted, "and I bet I still suck, I mean I haven't kissed anyone since..." he paused to think.

"Since Mary Ann?" I was smiling. I had kissed several girls over the years. Just an act to help all of the harassment subside.

He chuckled and nodded, "yeah...wow. I'm such a loser,"

"We all are."

"True."

"Well?" I asked.

"Well what?"

"You still want me to make out with you? I've been told I'm pretty good," I smirked trying to be all cool, but my heart was beating rapidly.

Eddie smiled and nodded.

I reached up and cupped his face in my hands, his skin was so soft.

Then I leaned forward slowly, our noses brushed against each other lightly.

Eddie started to laugh, "that tickles!" he said and fell back onto his bum.

My heart was still pounding in my chest.

"This right here is why no one has made out with you," I teased and he rolled his eyes.

"Okay, I'm ready, kiss me," he closed his eyes.

He looked like a doofus and I wanted so badly to point that out to him, but If this was the only chance I had to kiss him again, I was going to take it.

He cracked one eye open just as I started to lean in towards time.

This time much faster.

I pressed my lips firmly onto his and framed his face in my hands.

I started moving my lips against his, guiding him to do the same.

He followed eagerly and wrapped his arms around my waist.

I straddled his waist and continued to kiss him. I bit his lip and his mouth opened in pain and shock as I reflex. I took the opportunity to push my tongue into his mouth.

He pulled away from me, breathless and red faced might I add.

"All good?" I asked.

"Y-yeah," he stuttered, "that just felt weird I guess?"

"Kissing a guy?" I muttered, "it's an acquired taste."

He shook his head, "the whole...tongue thing, lot different than I was expecting."

"Want me to try again or to hold off?" I asked.

Neither of us had acknowledged that I was kneeling over him with his head in my hands.

"Actually..." Eddie started then flipped us over so that he was straddling my waist as I leaned against the closet door. My hands moved lower to his stupid shorts. Damn them.

"Better," he sighed and smashed his lips against mine.

Then the closet door opened and I fell forcefully onto my back with Eddie still on top of me.

"Time's UP- Woah, never thought Eddie would be the top," Beverly sniggered.

I turned red and Eddie looked confused. Go figure.

I looked up at Eddie, he was looking at me too. I was wondering if he regretted kissing me, I wish I knew what he was wondering about.

I cleared my throat, "you gonna get off now?" I asked.

"Right," Eddie said and shifted off of me. He looked a bit flustered though, that made me feel satisfied. At least he was a tiny bit affected by my kissing.

"It's your turn Eddie!" Stan called, "So stop smooching Trashmouth and get in here!"

Eddie held out a hand to help me stand, the audacity of this scrawny teen. Nevertheless I took his hand and was surprised by the amount of strength he had. I popped up to standing easily.

"That's my cue," Eddie said awkwardly looking at me. He realized his hand was still in mine and dropped it. His eyes glanced down at my lips again then back up into my own eyes.

And because I was an absolute idiot, I decided to lean forward and whisper into his ear, "I can teach you more stuff later."

Then I turned away from him and walked away, regretting punching me in the face.

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I'm going to fall asleep so in conclusion this is the last chapter of the night.

Which is actually unlikely because I am obsessive and hate my morning self.

Idk

They kissed! Yay