Oblivious~Reddie

Chpt 40~sleepover [part 2]

Eddie began to laugh, he tilted his head up and carried on laughing until there was no more laughs to come out. He looked back to face Richie. "Connor," he giggled.

"What?? What about Connor," Richie quickly questioned.

"I can't remember," Eddie giggled again. "He's bad."

"How is he bad?"

Eddie just shrugged.

"Eddie? Tell me! How is he bad??"

Eddie shrugged again. He began to smirk at Richie and pounced on him once more.

"No Eds- stop-" Omfg. Richie could not speak, his words were stuck in his throat.

He felt kisses on his neck, from Eddie?!

"Uhhh- Eddie? What are you doing," Richie asked nervously. The kisses had stopped and he looked down at Eddie. His chocolate eyes were staring up at him again.

"Eddie?"

Eddie began to giggle sheepishly again but then, he quickly leaned up and placed his lips onto Richie's lips.

Richie felt so startled, but he didn't wanna back away. He liked feeling Eddie's soft lips pressed against his own. He had no idea where to place his arms, but he eventually placed them onto Eddie's waist.

Eddie then slowly pulled away and giggled again. "Wichieeeee." His voice was babyish, probably because of the alchohol. "I like you Wichie."

Eddie quickly and aggressively leaned his head back in which startled Richie. He fell down and was now laying flat on the floor, Eddie was on top of him. Their lips were connected once more.

Richie couldn't stop, he needed to speak to Eddie. Not make out with him. But he wanted to, he wanted to keep their lips connected. It felt right for him.

Richie knew that Eddie was only saying all these things because he was drunk, he knew that was why Eddie was doing all this stupid shit. He just couldn't help but wonder if he was telling the truth or not.

Their lips then parted when Eddie pulled away and pressed his lips onto Richie's neck. He was giving kisses all down his neck.

"Eds- I-" Richie couldn't speak, his breathe had become heavy and uncontrollable.

Richie was hard, yes. He couldn't deal with this. They had been doing this for about 20 minutes and Richie knew it was wrong. Eddie was still kissing Richie's neck. Although Richie loved it, he knew that Eddie was drunk and he felt guilty.

"Mike!!"

Eddie looked up at him, confused.

Richie quickly got up off the floor and quickly hurried to the door of the closet. "Unlock the door Mikey."

He waited a couple of seconds before hearing footsteps come over and heard the click of the door unlocking. As soon as he heard that click, he opened the door and rushed out of the closet.

"Damn what happened to you-" Mike stopped as he noticed that Richie was hard, he began to laugh.

"Don't. Just don't," Richie ordered.

"Did you speak to him?"

"He wouldn't let me-"

"Clearly," Mike joked as he looked at the bruises on Richie's neck. Well, not bruises. But hickeys.

"He just wouldn't let me speak to him.. He just kept pouncing on me and-"

"I get the idea," Mike laughed.

"Listen uh- I need some place. It was really hot in that closet and i don't want people coming up to me right now.. I'm gonna head up to the bathroom," Richie explained. He hurried to the staircase and turned to look at Mike. Before he went to walk up the stairs, he shoved his hand under the staircase and then it came back out with a bottle of alchohol. A full one.

"We were saving this for you after you helped me Mikey, have it all," he said as he passed it to Mike.

"Cheers," he replied and shot him a smile. Everyone else was either dancing or- never mind. They were all dancing. Apart from Mike and Eddie. Eddie was still in the closet but Richie didn't care, he just sped up to the bathroom to cool down and think peacefully.