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56. find the right fit

by: basilintime

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"We could have done this online."

Richie gave a soft snort of amusement as he held the door open for Eddie and caught sight of an array of condoms immediately at the counter. He eyed them as Eddie stepped inside past him, noted that they held such alluring features as 'flavored', 'ribbed' and even 'fire and ice'. Why you'd want IcyHotTM on your dick escaped him right at that moment. That didn't mean Richie was above giving it a try some time.

He followed Eddie into the shop and gave the bored looking goth girl behind the counter a smile as she watched them come in. She eyed them for a few seconds before seeming to decide that they were harmless and gave a small wave before going back to her magazine.

"Where's the fun in that, Eds? If we did this online I wouldn't get to see your cute embarrassed face at all the 'indecent' things in here." Richie could tell by the way Eddie's shoulders were hugged up around his ears that he was feeling self-conscious. He took a few quick steps to catch up with him and slipped his arm around his waist, hugged him a bit closer as they started down one of the aisles. Despite his bravado, Richie wasn't exactly used to coming into these places either; he was just a lot more shameless than Eddie.

"If we did this online I'm pretty sure the fucking reaction would be the same. We just wouldn't be running the risk of walking around the corner to find some guy jacking it to a playboy in the corner." Eddie leaned in to him as they passed a few of the more innocent looking vibrators. The types that housewives could convince their husbands were just neck massagers.

"Well, we'll avoid any dark corners and shady looking guys who may be lurking in them. This place is pretty legit though; I don't think we're going to have to worry about that and at least neither of us will end up with butt plug ads on our twitter because of some algorithm."

"I'm pretty certain that you ending up on the cover of some rag about with the headline 'Richie Tozier visits illicit sex shop' is more of a concern. One that we could have fucking avoided if we had shopped online."

Richie sighed as he pulled Eddie to a stop besides some butt plugs. Maybe not the ideal place to be having a serious talk about things but he didn't want Eddie to feel uncomfortable with this. Eddie had seemed comfortable and even a bit excited for this little excursion originally but that was before they'd had paparazzi had followed them down the street earlier in the day to try and snag pictures of them.

"Eddie, my love, I understand that some of that shit has been pretty invasive and I'm sorry for that. If you want to leave, for any reason, I'm a hundred percent down with it." Richie put his hands on Eddie's waist and rested their foreheads together to give them some sense of privacy. Eddie gave a quiet sigh, his cheeks flushed red as he tugged at Richie's jacket collar lightly.

"No, I don't want to fucking leave. I just didn't think about how this might look for you before we had a fucking camera shoved in our faces this morning. I'm just tired of some of the shit they've been publishing about you."

There had been a small barrage of rumors and insulting articles since he came out. There'd been just as many supportive articles too but, of course, the more sensationalized ones got more interest.

"Hell, I'd rather be on a rag for visiting a 'sex shop' with my hot boyfriend than some of the made up shit that's been published about me. You don't have to worry about my honor, Eds. Besides, where else are we going to find 'Sassy Anal Beads'?"