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43. 5 times

by: tinyarmedtrex

(full chapter name is 5 times Eddie and Richie failed to get it on (and 1 time they did) but it was too long so)
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Eddie loved his life. He loved his husband Richie, even when he showed up an hour late to dinner with donuts. He loved their son, James, even when he colored all over the nursery walls and himself. He loved his job, even when he had to work double shifts and overnights.

Maybe mornings were a little chaotic, with Eddie trying to get James ready for daycare and Richie burning his breakfast. And maybe evenings often flew by because Eddie was at the hospital and had to miss dinner and story time. Maybe sometimes he got home and Richie was already asleep, leaving Eddie to curl up in bed next to him, trying (and usually failing) not to wake his sleeping husband or their son who inevitably found his way into their bed.

Maybe things were insane but Eddie wouldn't trade it for the world. He loved their small family with all of his heart, loved the life they'd built.

There was only one thing that he would change. Since adopting James he and Richie had very little alone time. They tried, of course, to make things work but often things got in the way- kids, schedules, life- and now it had been an unreasonably long time since he'd fully enjoyed his husband and how well they fit together in bed.

That was something that he planned to fix immediately.

1.

Richie was vacuuming, singing an off key Clash song and shaking his hips. He was completely in the moment and didn't notice as Eddie walked in. He watched Richie for a moment, enjoying how his long legs moved, how his hips shimmied. Even after being together for more than a decade Eddie found the man unspeakably attractive. He loved everything about Richie, even his terrible singing.

" It's always tease, tease, tease. You're happy when I'm on my knees. One day it's fine and next it's -" Richie sung as he finally turned around and saw Eddie. His face broke into a grin and he flipped off the vacuum, still singing as he walked to Eddie.

" Well, come on and let me know. Should I stay or should I go? " Richie continued as he reached for Eddie, his hands easily sliding over Eddie's hips and pulling him close, finishing the lyric by whispering it in Eddie's ear.

"Stay. Definitely." Eddie said, laughing as Richie kept singing as their lips drew close. It started as a silly kiss, both smiling against the other's lips, but Eddie wanted more. He pushed his hips against Richie's, enjoying the sharp intake of breath from the other man.

"Eds-" Richie started but Eddie put a finger on his lips.

"James is down for a nap. We're alone and not exhausted. And it's been-" He huffed, not wanting to say the actual time outloud. "A while."

"It has." Richie agreed, dropping his lips to Eddie's neck and nipping him. "And for the record I wasn't going to argue. What spot should we desecrate?"

As much as Eddie wanted to do it here, bent over the couch with Richie behind him, he knew it was a bad idea. James had just switched to a big kid bed and had a habit of crawling out and finding them. It had already lead to several less than ideal moments.

"Our room." Eddie said, craning his neck as Richie left a trail of kisses from his neck back to his lips, claiming them in a heated kiss.

"A classic." Richie agreed.

Eddie grabbed Richie's hand, turning towards their room. As he did, he was met with the sight of their son, rubbing his eyes and looking unhappy. Sometimes Eddie was shocked how much the boy looked like both of them, despite being adopted. Right now he looked just like Richie in the morning, hair awry and pouting.