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Ⅲ︎『︎𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒔𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚』︎Ⅲ︎

Ship; reddie

Smut

By reddieforlove on Ao3

Eddie has a problem. To fix it, he goes to extreme measures and calls a phone sex hotline. Little does he know that the person who he matches up with will change everything.
Part three

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"I have an idea."

It had been over two weeks since that second phone call. Eddie had talked to Richie several more times since, growing closer to him each time. They didn't go much further than they did that night. Richie would have Eddie imagine them holding hands, kissing lightly, kissing deeply, even cuddling. But they hadn't gone any further than that and he was feeling pretty ready to move it along.

"What's your idea?" Eddie said.

Richie sounded pretty hyped up about whatever it was.

"You okay with taking off your shirt?" he asked.

Eddie felt a jolt of excitement, realizing that they might be finally moving along.

"Yeah," he said, nodding his head. "I am."

"You sure?" Richie asked.

"No kid gloves," Eddie replied.

It was a conversation they'd had in the fourth phone call. Eddie told Richie that he was grateful that they were taking it slow but he didn't want Richie second-guessing him when he felt like he wanted to move to the next step.

"Whatever you say, Eds," Richie said, backing off immediately.

Eddie felt grateful for it.

"Should I do it now?" he asked.

Once Richie confirmed that he should, he tugged his shirt over his head and sat in the middle of his bed in nothing but a pair of light blue pajama pants, waiting to hear what Richie had in mind.

"I've done some research on sexual repression," Richie said bluntly once Eddie confirmed that his shirt was gone.

The term almost made Eddie flinch, just like it had the first time Richie said it, but they'd agreed to be completely open with it. There was nothing to be ashamed of. Eddie had repeated that to himself many times even when he wasn't on the phone with Richie. He wasn't somehow wrong for being afraid of sex or intimacy just like he wasn't disgusting for wanting it either.

"What did you find?" Eddie asked nervously.

"A few things we can do together," Richie said, sounding hopeful. "I'm gonna talk you through it, that okay?"

Eddie took a deep breath and let himself calm for a moment before answering.

"Yes."

"I want you to find a mirror," Richie said.

Eddie balked at that.

"A-a mirror?" he repeated.

"Yeah, find a mirror and stand in front of it."