Reddie Oneshots

wet 'n' wild

its says the term "kinky" over and over, but i disagree, but it do be kinda cute tho..
on ao3 by Anonymous

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Eddie's journey to discovering he's kind of a kinky motherfucker was not an easy one.

Before Richie, Eddie had one kind of sex, ever—straight and vanilla. He didn't really know there were other kinds of sex. He never messed around in college, never experimented, never did anything that might be considered adventurous. He never even tried new and exciting positions. He never had any girlfriends who liked anything special, or even knew anything special really existed. Just, really, he had only ever had the most boring sex imaginable. But he didn't know it. He thought that was the only kind of sex there was. He thought that's what sex was like, unless you were some kind of deviant.

But then Derry happened, and Richie, and Eddie's subsequent divorce, and it turned out Eddie is some kind of deviant.

"You are not," Richie laughs when Eddie says this to him, sweaty and panting, stretched out across their bed in post-coital bliss. "Oh my god, Eds."

"I am! I'm perverse. Old Eddie would be absolutely horrified to even know me," Eddie says, mopping his brow, still coming down from a truly spectacular orgasm. "I'd never even had a blowjob, Richie."

"That doesn't make you perverse," Richie snorts. "Like, by comparison, sure, but getting your dick sucked doesn't make you a deviant."

"It felt like it at the time," Eddie tells him.

Richie hums, rolls over to rub his hand over Eddie's stomach. "And look how far you've come since then," he says, warm and sweet. "Sucked a dick or two yourself, yeah?"

"Literally just one," Eddie says, going red even though he just had Richie's dick in his mouth twenty minutes ago.

"Like a pro," Richie says smugly. "Feels good though, right? Finding a bunch of new things you like?"

Eddie shrugs, embarrassed. He's still not good at...talking about these things. Especially not seriously. Making jokes about being a deviant is one thing. Admitting that he loves having various kinds of wild sex with Richie is another.

"Oh, come on," Richie says, his palm big and warm on Eddie's stomach, stroking over his skin right where it was covered in his own come maybe five minutes ago. God. "Embrace it, Eds. You're a new man, now. Old Eddie only had boring straight sex; New Eddie sucks cock. And that's just the beginning of it all."

"Shut up," Eddie mutters, flushing.

"I will not shut up. This is a fucking miracle, you know? Did you ever even think about the things we do now?"

"Never," Eddie says firmly.

Richie grins, kissing his shoulder softly. "A fucking miracle! Old Eddie had no idea he would one day ride dick like he was born for it."

Eddie flushes hotter, but now with a streak of pride colouring the embarrassment. "And other things," he says, and it comes out defensive, because he's shit at anything that might look like vulnerability.