[ All Richie can see is the man he's loved for years, naked before him and wanting him. Him. It's almost enough to break his brain if he were to really stop and take stock of it all. Luckily for them both, his rut spurs him on into action. His body tensing at the smell of Eddie's heat once the ruined underwear is removed. His glasses are tossed somewhere before he's spreading the other's legs and is back on his knees on the floor, tongue licking into the almost sweet wetness. It tasted as good as it smelled to him -- or maybe that was just the Alpha in him being driven by pure need.
He licks and sucks, his hands gripping Eddie's thighs before he's rubbing and squeezing them before they move down to his hips. He's never done this with an Omega before. It couldn't be more fitting he does it with his soon-to-be-mate. ]
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He licks and sucks, his hands gripping Eddie's thighs before he's rubbing and squeezing them before they move down to his hips. He's never done this with an Omega before. It couldn't be more fitting he does it with his soon-to-be-mate. ]