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28. let me set the pace

by: eddiefuckingkapbrak
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Eddie was in a bit of huff with his boyfriend and it was very clear that Richie was aware of the fact. The issue wasn't that much of a big deal, and it definitely wasn't a deal breaker, but it was beginning to get on Eddie's last nerve. At first, he thought maybe it was because of his injury and that he hadn't fully recovered from being impaled by a fucking claw, but then he did recover and Richie still wouldn't do what he asked.

He didn't think he was asking too much by wanting to ride Richie into next week.

Of course, Eddie understood the hesitation, he had been seriously injured after all. However they had since gotten over that and have been engaging in sex for a good few months now with no issues. The only issue was that Richie just refused to let Eddie ride him. Whenever he spoke about it, Richie would change the subject, or whenever Eddie tried to act on it when they were in the middle of something, Richie would change positions quickly or use his mouth to make Eddie forget all about his request.

After the fourth rejection, Eddie made a decision to finally get what he wanted, no matter what and put his plan into action. His plan was to distract Richie long enough during prep so he could get onto his lap. If Richie was nervous about a different position, Eddie was more than happy to wash those nerves away by showing him how good it would feel.

Richie was lounging on the couch, flicking through the channels in search of something decent to watch. Eddie remained curled up on the couch, his glasses perched on his nose as he read his book. His mind, however, was not on the pages of 1984 by George Orwell, but instead on the way Richie's lip was pulled between his teeth as he concentrated.

Damn, Eddie wanted him so badly. After years of separation, years of wanting and pining, Richie was finally his and Eddie would be a fool if he didn't take full advantage of that whenever he could.

Taking a deep breath, Eddie placed his bookmark into the page he was at, closing it over and sitting it to the side. Richie hadn't even noticed, which made Eddie grin as he decided to put his plan into motion. He stepped up behind Richie on the couch, leaning down so his lips were grazing Richie's neck just slightly. Eddie watched Richie's back straighten up as he pressed his lips a little harder against the kiss, kissing his neck.

"Someone's bored," Richie breathed, turning his head to the side with a smile on his lips. "What's up, Eds?"

Eddie moved around the couch, his hands lingering over Richie's shoulders and down his arm, grinning at the shiver that ran through his body. "You'd be right in saying I'm bored," he admitted as he took a seat on Richie's lap, straddling him. "You are also very distracting so it's not easy to focus..."

Richie raised an eyebrow, tilting his head to the side. "I was channel surfing, Eds. How is that in any way distracting?" He asked but Eddie didn't reply, he just leaned in to kiss Richie square on the lips, licking into his mouth to deepen it almost immediately. He didn't want to waste any time.

"Can we take this to the bedroom?" Eddie breathed into Richie's mouth, using his soft voice as a way of breaking Richie down. He knew he could never resist him when he was being soft. "Please? I want you..."

Just like Eddie had hoped, Richie nodded his head and stood up, keeping Eddie's legs wrapped around his waist. Eddie had no idea how Richie was strong enough to hold him up like he was, especially with his noodle arms, but he wasn't going to complain...it was hot after all.

They made their way to the bedroom and Richie lay Eddie down on the bed, sliding between his thighs so he was hovering over the top of him. Internally, Eddie let out a huff, as this wasn't the position he was aiming for, and not the one he wanted to finish up in when he came at the end.