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[ Hearing the noises Eddie is making, feeling the way his body tenses and flexes under his hands, swallowing down more of his heat (he thought that was shit they made up for porn holy fuck), Richie just wants more. His tongue continues for a few more moments before he's moving up, up. He doesn't hesitate to wrap his mouth around the head of Eddie's cock and suck.

His hands move up as he does, between the other man's legs. His mouth continues to travel. kissing and licking at skin. It feels hot and soft and Richie's mind and body rejoice at every bit of contact he can get between them. The head of his own erection presses against the wet entrance as he takes one of Eddie's nipples into his mouth.

But he doesn't thrust in just yet. ]

Edited 2019-10-16 22:55 (UTC)

[ It's all so overwhelming that there's little Eddie can do but lie back and give himself up to the sensations flooding his body. A soft whimper escapes him when Richie finally removes his mouth, but then he's moaning again as soon as the other's lips wrap themselves around the head of his cock.

By the time Richie's made his way up to Eddie's nipples he's practically sobbing, he feels so good. His face is a mess, flushed and blotchy, his hair beginning to mat down over his forehead with sweat, his eyes wet with tears not from pain but anticipation. ]

Please, [ he says again, his voice weak and wavering, every nerve ending in his body begging for relief. His hands reach up to tangle through Richie's messy curls, and his legs spread themselves wider, more than ready to take it. ]

Richie, I want you, please -- [ he's practically breathless now, his hips bucking upwards, all too aware of just how close they are to doing this for real. ] I wanna feel you in me --

[ Richie is panting by the time he reaches Ed's face, leaning down to sloppily kiss him before looking him in the eyes again. Seeing the flushing and sweat. He could already smell the heat all around them, both of them smelling like each other. They would be mated if he did this. Never something to be done lightly. But when have their feelings for each been anything "light"?

Even as kids they felt so intensely for their friendship and the bond they had.

Now, he has the chance to make this official. Not as legally binding as marriage, perhaps, but the emotional and mental bonds would be real and strong. He reaches down to lift Eddie's hips, ]

I love you, Eds.

[ And he finally thrusts into the other man, crying out at the sensation of it. Tight and hot, wet and all-consuming. God, they were really doing this... ]

Edited 2019-10-24 01:32 (UTC)

[ Somewhere, deep in the back of his mind, Eddie knows this is wrong. He's married, after all, and even if he's admitted that he doesn't love his wife, he shouldn't be doing this until he ends things properly.

But biology isn't rational, and his body isn't listening to his better judgment any more. The only thing that matters to him now is Richie, and how close he is, how strong and kind and good he is.

The kiss is sloppy, but Eddie whimpers into it nonetheless, leaning forward to get as much contact as he can as Richie pulls away. When he feels his hips being lifted he makes that whimpering sound again, using his own strength to hold himself in place.

Then Richie goes and says he loves him, and Eddie's heart twists so painfully he can't help but choke out a sob. A second later he sobs again - this time because he's finally, finally being filled by Richie's huge, alpha-sized cock. ]

Fuck -- !!

[ His arms immediately wrap themselves around Richie's shoulders, his hips lifting further off the mattress so he can press down as far as possible. He wants all of it inside, every single inch, and once he feels it spreading him open he breaks down into a teary mess. ]

Fuck fuck fuck Richie, oh my god, oh my god --

[ The way Eddie takes him in deeper has him moaning loudly, pressing his face into the other's neck and biting down. His hips jerk up into him, relishing at the feel of them connected this way. It really was better than anything else he had experienced with anyone else.

It felt right. It felt real.

He licks at the mark he left on Ed's neck and presses kisses along his jaw and ear, ]

You okay?

[ He doesn't know if he can make himself stop, but he will fucking try if he has to. The last thing he wants to do is cause Eddie pain with this. ]

[ The pain of the bite fades into a burn that sears its way deep in Eddie's brain and heart, a physical manifestation of everything that comes with bonding to a mate. He knows it's a typical alpha response and that just makes him want it more.

The soothing strokes of Richie's tongue over the mark leave Eddie whining a little, his normally acute mental faculties completely falling apart as he's taken by his best friend. ]

I love you, [ he whimpers in response, pressing his face to the side of Richie's neck and nuzzling into the warmth he finds there. ] Please don't stop, I wanna do this for real --

[ His body knows it, and, on a subconscious level, so does he. He needs Richie to not just fuck and mate him, but to do what all alphas are designed to do to omegas: he wants Richie to breed him. ]

[ Richie almost stills at hearing Eddie say that to him. He had never dreamed he'd get to. His hips roll forward, back and then again. He keeps moving them, trying to find a good rhythm for them both. He feels tears burning behind his eyelids, his heart aching at knowing Eddie loves him too. Not just the kind between friends but more. As mates. It's almost too much to take in with everything else.

His mouth presses against the other's temple, ]

Really? You sure?

[ Because he doesn't even know what tomorrow is going to be like for them after doing this. He's never considered making a family before. But he knows if he were to do that, doing it with Eddie would be the only way. Especially after what they just went through together. His hips don't stop thrusting into the other man as he asks this, desperately wanting the friction and heat to engulf him over and over. ]

[ There's a part of Eddie that knows it's wrong for him to say that - I love you - because of what they're doing, because he's not really capable of rational speech, but at the same time he truly does feel it. He loves Richie. And, heat or not, he knows this is far better than his sham of a marriage. ]

Yes, [ he replies immediately, nodding his head and pushing all thoughts of his wife to the back of his brain. ] Yes, Richie, please --

[ It's a big deal. Eddie's never thought much about it, either, but every molecule in his body is telling him that this is right. He hooks his legs around Richie's waist to draw him closer, a stream of desperate whimpers falling from his lips each time the other man thrusts into him. ]

I want it, I want it, Richie -- [ he makes a high-pitched, keening sort of sound as he presses his face against Richie's shoulder, his toes curling as he imagines what it'll feel like to be filled by an alpha - by his mate. ]

[ At the affirmation, Richie presses Ed down to the bed, continuing to thrust into him, using the new position to angle their hips just so, allowing him to drive down into the omega under him. It was like he just knew how this was supposed to go. The Alpha in him knew, he just had to let it happen now. Because Eddie - his Eddie - wanted him just as much, just as badly. ]

You'll get it, baby. I've got you. I've got you.

Gonna fill you up over and over.

[ Because he needed to now. Desperate to come inside his mate in ways he had never allowed himself to feel before. ]

[ How could Eddie have ever been with anyone else? No one's ever made him feel like this before: safe, wanted, truly loved. Having sex with Myra had never been like this, not once, not even the first time. Eddie feels like he could float away if Richie let go of him.

So it's a good thing they're locked together, a good thing that Richie's fucking him into the mattress. Eddie arches beneath him, trying to take him in deeper, tears forming at the edge of his eyelids as he's fucked by the one person he truly loves most in the world. His fingernails dig into Richie's skin as he clutches at the larger man, hanging on for dear life. ]

Please, [ he whispers, totally gone, ready to take it. ] Richie, I love you, I love you so much, please put it in me, fuck --

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now it's my turn to apologize for the long wait! 😫😫😫

soooo I realize it's been forever but... :') ♥