Reddie Oneshots

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on ao3 by iamleavingthisfandom

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It was the second day of Richie's time off he had begged his manager for. As planned, he was spending the entire time home with Eddie, and it was going splendidly. He had no complaints.

What was supposed to be them having fun and spending some quality time together had turned into them having fun and fucking the daylights out of each other, but really, he could never complain about having Eddie like this: softly breathing into his chest after being fingered for no less than half an hour and then coming into Richie's mouth once he begged to come.

He pressed his lips to Eddie's hair, leaving a small kiss full of affection and breathing in Eddie, the smell of his shampoo mixed with something uniquely his. In response, Eddie hummed something not entirely intelligible and snuggled into him closer, as if trying to use diffusion to their advantage and merge into one. Richie chuckled at the thought.

Eddie hummed again, now questioningly.

"If we got fused together, do you think we would have all of our arms and legs or would we have to choose which ones to keep?" Richie mused, his hand going to scratch Eddie's scalp. "Because if we get to choose, I say we keep your legs. I could never live without those gorgeous thighs of yours."

"What are you on about, you absolute weirdo," Eddie commented into his skin, hitting the middle of his chest with warm breaths. Richie let out a small laugh and hugged him closer, making Eddie mewl in satisfaction. After about half a minute, he looked up at Richie, his eyes showing that pleasantly-tired state he was in, boneless and spent. "Then I vote we keep your arms, because I need your fingers in me every day.

"Yeah, but you have such cute hands, how will I ever live without seeing your dainty wrists?"

"I do not have dainty wrists," Eddie huffed.

"Sure you do. I can fit both of them into just one hand. That's dainty."

"No, you just have abnormally large hands of a giant, it's ridiculous," Eddie was smiling at him, his voice warm and tender. "But if you want to keep my hands, we better keep your legs."

"Absolutely not, yours are so much faster," Richie grinned.

"That's because you never exercise. Your arms are still somehow obnoxiously strong, like, how?"

"Gotta carry the love of my life around somehow, Eddie baby," that made Eddie laugh and he reached up to kiss Richie, bracing himself against his collarbone with one hand as their lips moved together slowly. Richie kept an arm around his back, holding him close, the warmth of Eddie's bare skin hitting him even through his tank top. He let his hand slowly drift over the expanse of Eddie's back, touching still heated skin, just slightly damp with sweat he had worked up. He knew Eddie frequently complained thay it was gross to stay all sweaty after sex, but he absolutely lost it whenever Richie took his time afterwards and kissed down his body, so maybe there was some disingenuity to his words.

When they broke the kiss, Richie grinned at Eddie's dazed and sated smile.

"I wanna try something today." Eddie perked up at that, clearly interested in what Richie had to say. He chuckled and continued, "The daddy kink thing."

"Ah," Eddie smiled at him and put both his hands under his chin, resting it on Richie's chest and listening intently.

"You said before that you wanted me to stay inside you all the time, yeah?" Eddie hummed affirmatively. "Well, how about we do cockwarming today?"

Eddie's cheeks flushed pink, but the pleased smile stayed on his lips.

"I could get behind that."