Reddie Oneshots

Tied Up Tight

on ao3 by Lil_Lizard_Leah

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"You look so beautiful tied to my bed." Richie said lewdly, causing Eddie to roll his eyes.

"Ha Ha, very funny Richard. Now untie me." Eddie demanded, tugging on the restraints that held his hands above his head.

"How did this even happen?"

"Beverly wanted to try out the new knots she'd learned, and your bed is the only one that has a headboard. We were gonna be out of your room before you got home but then Bev heard you come in and dipped." Eddie growled.

"Well you should be thankful I was kind enough to head your distress calls, otherwise you might have been stuck like this for hoooouuurrrrsssss, all alone, no one to ease the throb in your-"

"Richie." Eddie deadpanned.

"Okay okay, relax princess." Richie climbed on to the bed, assessing the intricate ropes that held Eddie's arms together.

"I just have to... figure out how to... uh..." Richie tried pulling one of the loops experimentally, not getting any slack in return. "Hmm." He mumbled.

Eddie wiggled uncomfortably, the embarrassment from the situation painting his face pink. Of all the people to find him like this it had to be Richie.

"I'm not gonna lie to you chief, it ain't looking good." Richie admitted after fiddling around with the rope for another few minutes.

Eddie sighed, letting it ease into a loud groan.

"Text Bev and tell her to get her ass back here."

"I didn't hear a please." Richie teased.

Eddie glared at his friend, un-amused by their current situation, and even more un-amused by the circumstances for their current situation.

"Please." Eddie gritted out.

"Of course, my pleasure!" Richie pulled his phone out of his pocket and sent off a quick text, placing it on the bedside table and turning his attention back to Eddie.

"You're fully taking advantage of my inability to kick your ass right now." Eddie noted.

"Mmm you might wanna be nicer to me, considering your current predicament."

"Whatever, can you at least bring me some water while we wait?"

"You keep forgetting the magic word. Didn't your mom ever teach you manners? She certainly taught me how to say 'please' and 'thank you' every time we fu- "

"RICHIE! God you are so insufferable. Can you PLEASE get me some water?"

"There, was that so hard? Of course, baby boy." Richie froze, the words dying on his tongue too late.

Eddie stared at him in shock, his previously pink face now resembling crimson.

"Shit, I'm... sorry, I-" Richie stumbled over his words, horror evident on his features.

"I'm usually, when people are, uh..." Richie gestured to Eddie's bound physique. "I'm just used to being in a certain... headspace... when people are tied up." Richie finished, rushing through his words like ripping off a band-aid.

Eddie swallowed thickly, the words sinking in, until suddenly a laugh bubbled up between them. Eddie tried to hold it in, but it slipped out of his mouth, alerting Richie to his sudden reaction.

"Wha- are you laughing at me?"

"No! No, I'm-" Eddie's laughter got progressively less restrained as he tried to respond. "I'm having a hard time picturing you in a dominating role."