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

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[ 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. ]

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

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[ 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 --