Touch

90. (nsfw)

//nsfw//

"Wanna go see the Eiffel tower today?" Brett asked the next morning, Eddy cuddled into his arms with his head resting on his chest. "I've heard it's pretty neat."

Eddy snorted at the last comment, kissing Brett's collarbone as it was the the closest spot of skin on Brett's body he could reach.
"Would be nice, yeah," he mumbled, sneaking his arm tighter around Brett's torso. "But staying here with you is also very nice."

"We could've done that at home, though," Brett mumbled into Eddy's hair before kissing the top of his head. "Don't you want to experience more for your birthday gift?"

Eddy turned slightly, pressing his lips against the underside of Brett's jawbone.
"Mmmh, a bit later, maybe? I just want to be close to you right now."

"Yeah? I'm not sure you get a whole lot closer than this," Brett mumbled, running his hand through Eddy's hair, pushing his bangs away from his forehead. He loved feeling how soft it was between his fingers and seeing the little smile forming on Eddy's lips.

"I've been inside you, we both know we can definitely be closer than this," Eddy giggled, brushing the tip of his nose against Brett's neck.

"True," Brett exhaled, loving the tickling on his neck. He moved his hand to stroke his thumb over Eddy's cheekbone, seeing the blush form on them. "Do you want to be that close right now?"

"Do you?" Eddy asked back, leaning on his arms so he could meet Brett's warm gaze. A smile formed on his lips.

"I do, yeah," Brett mumbled, reaching up to place a hand on his cheek. "But only if you want that right now."

Eddy leaned down and touched his lips against Brett's, feeling how soft they felt against his for a moment before moving with his pace. Their tongues crashed for a moment and they only pulled away for a breath.

"I do want that, but I want to actually be close. I want to not just fuck you," Eddy breathed, still barely a millimeter from Brett's face. "I want to... god, it sounds so cheesy, but I want to make love to you."

It was Brett's turn to get a hint of red over his cheeks, and he was not really able to focus properly on Eddy's face without his glasses.
"I'd love that," he whispered, and Eddy responded by hiding his face in the crook of Brett's neck, making sure to make a mark that would turn a beautiful purple eventually.

Brett gasped, tangling his fingers into Eddy's hair. His body was already reacting to the touch, poking against Eddy's thigh.

"I love you," Brett whispered, letting one hand slide down Eddy's muscular back and down to rest on the top of his hip.

Eddy brushed his lips over Brett's again, not really making it a kiss before stopping to let their eyes meet again.
"I should get the lube from my suitcase," he sighed contently, brushing some hair from Brett's forehead.

"No rush, but yeah," Brett breathed back, feeling Eddy's hot breath on his lips and his body's reaction to his touches against his hip. He traced a finger along Eddy's sharp jawline, seemingly lost in studying it for a moment before pulling him down for another kiss.

Brett laid dazed in bed as he watched his boyfriend roll off him and off the bed to go fetch the lube from his suitcase. He couldn't help but realize how lucky he was.

"I love you so much, do you know that?" Brett asked, and Eddy turned to look at him with a smile playing on his lips.

"Yeah, I know," he smiled before turning back to find the little plastic bottle. Once he found it he crawled back to lean over his smaller boyfriend, kissing him softly. "And I love you too."

Brett's hand traveled down Eddy's stomach, down to pull down the sweatpants and the underwear he had on. Eddy copied him, letting Brett kick his sweatpants off before positioning himself in between Brett's legs.

"Don't just fuck me, love me," Brett whispered as he grabbed hold of the pillow he was resting his head on.

"Of course, love, that's what I want" Eddy mumbled back, lubing up. All he wanted was Brett's arms around him, being as close as physically possible to get to him.

Brett whimpered as Eddy slid inside him before coming back down to his level, kissing his neck. He didn't move any, just allowed their kisses and touches decide how they moved.

"You know, you're the best thing that has ever happened to me," Eddy breathed, kissing the soft spot below Brett's ear. "The actual best thing."

Getting that spot touched felt so good, and Eddy knew how to make use of it to turn Brett's brain into just a sea of pink clouds, making sparks fly through his body and tickles to present themselves in the bottom of his stomach. He couldn't help but wrap his legs around Eddy's hips, letting him in deeper.

"Good thing you're the best thing that has happened to me, then," Brett half moaned back, gently reaching up to caress Eddy's cheek. "I was an idiot for not realizing what could have been sooner, honestly."

"Thought you'd think I was creepy and weird," Eddy giggled as he slowly moved his hips just to get some more movement. His body ached for rougher thrusts, but this wasn't about fucking.

"Better creepy and weird than an actual idiot I guess," Brett snorted, getting lightheaded as Eddy brushed past his prostate every time he moved. A moan escaped his lips.

"Stop being silly, I'm just glad it turned out alright in the end," Eddy moaned softly in Brett's ear.

Brett ran his hands through Eddy's soft hair before pulling him down to kiss his lips eagerly, his hands sliding down to rest on the muscles in Eddy's neck.

"God, this is such a tease, "Brett gasped, leaning his head back onto the pillow. "But it feels so good, oh my god."

Eddy responded by reaching over to kiss the soft spot below Brett's ear, still keeping the slow movements from before. Brett's legs around his hips kept him from moving too fast anyway, and that was probably for the best. His self control was slipping little by little.

"I love this, Eddy, all slow," Brett breathed, feeling the good feeling build stronger without reaching the point of relief for every time Eddy moved in and out of him.

"Yeah? Makes you feel good?" Eddy purred in his ear, his breathing growing heavier as his muscles grew tired and demanded more oxygen.

"You always make me feel good," Brett responded as a whimper, pulling Eddy down for another kiss. As soon as the kiss was broken, Eddy couldn't really hold back anymore and he sped up as much as he could with Brett's legs still wrapped around his hips.

"I'm sorry, I need... More..." Eddy gasped, hiding his face in the crook of Brett's neck as he moved. Brett's reaction was a loud moan, almost a shriek.

"Shit, d... oh my god, don't stop, holy... Eddy, Eddy...!" Brett rambled, and hearing Brett like that turned Eddy on more than any porn ever had.

"Brett... Love... I'm gonna..." Eddy breathed in between thrusts, but Brett didn't reply as he leaned his head back and warm liquid shot out of him, hitting Eddy's stomach over him.

"F...fuck..." Brett gasped shakily, and that's what pushed Eddy over the edge as well.