Alcohol, an irresponsible situation, and a backseat of a vehicle all optional. Teenage angst and hormones not optional. All teenage characters from any time, setting, or canon welcome, as are adult characters aged down.
Just Feeling It Out: Maybe you'll finally get to touch a boob!
Accidental Boner: Oh. Hi there, downstairs.
Deep Kissing: Heavy tongue action.
Flawless Approach: WILL YOU PLEASE HAVE THE SEX WITH ME? always works.
Party: A crazy atmosphere can lead to crazy decisions.
Goofballs: Both of you kind of suck at this, but at least you're cute.
Experience Difference: It doesn't count if it's not with you. That's what you tell yourself, anyway.
Boyfrands/Girlfrands: Finally rounding those bases with your honey.
No Play: They've told you no touching them below the belt. Oops!
Fumble: You touched the wrong place or said the wrong thing. Is this the end of your adventure.
Desperate: Please, please, please, let me stick it in.
Oral: Sometimes, you just want to kiss someone there.
Feels So Good: Let's hope you can last.
Love Confession: Now is a good a time as ever to tell them how you feel
Success: Awww yeah, break out the cigarette.
Failure: Hopefully they'll forgive you for staining their clothes.
[ um, AMAZING?? :'D If you'd like to post the starter, please feel free to do literally whatever you want haha! I can also write one if you'd prefer, but I'd just need to do it later today. ]
❪ it's not often they get the chance to be alone together. richie's parents are gone for the weekend visiting relatives in bangor and eddie, taking the chance, was quick to accept rich's idea of him staying over for the weekend. it had taken some convincing on his mother's part but since that summer those few years ago, eddie has been more willing to fight back against his mother's control over him.
it's why they both now laying in his bed, eddie's head at the foot of the bed while richie lays opposite of him. they'd both been busily reading the newest comics they had picked up when eddie sets his down and moves to sit up. it's been a little over a year now since they became... something. started, dating, he guesses even though there isn't a lot for two sixteen-year-olds to do in derry besides go to the movies or spend the day driving around.
besides, as mentioned, it isn't often that they get time together like this. it's with that in mind that eddie sets the comic aside and shifts, straddling one of richie's legs and planting his hands on either side of his shoulders. ❫
Hey, Rich. ❪ he says lightly with a hint of amusement in his tone and waiting until he's lowered the comic before leaning in. there's only a small hint of hesitation where he lingers, breathing before capturing the other boy's lips in a kiss. ❫
[ it's not as though richie can't have eddie over in general - his parents don't really care who he's friends with at this point - but he's still not exactly out to them, and he's pretty sure they'd kick his ass if they found out he liked boys way more than girls, so he hasn't really had much of a chance to be alone with eddie. like, actually alone, no parents, just them hanging out for hours.
when they first decided to have this particular sleepover, they had talked about comics and movies and video games - typical sleepover stuff. but, in the back of richie's head, he'd also been wondering if maybe they'd get up to some other stuff, too. after all, they're... well. boyfriends? sort of? they've kissed a bunch of times, and held hands, and gone on 'dates' (if that's what you call hanging out like you used to except you kiss a lot more). so knowing that they'll finally have real privacy makes richie's imagination go a little wild.
he doesn't want to bother eddie, though. he doesn't want to seem like some dumb, horny teenager (even though he definitely is) who desperately wants to make out. so he keeps his mouth shut when eddie gets there, pretends not to be thinking about it when they climb onto richie's bed, and doesn't even realize that he's been 'reading' the same page of his comic for a good twenty minutes by the time eddie says his name. ]
Yeah? [ he responds, lifting his eyes from the page, expecting eddie to want to show him whatever's happening in his comic or maybe ask for some food or something.
only eddie is doing neither of those things. eddie is suddenly on top of him, his groin dangerously close to the top of richie's thigh, his hands suddenly burning holes through richie's t-shirt as they come to rest on his shoulders.
when eddie kisses him, richie's pretty sure he's died and gone to heaven.
it takes zero seconds to drop the comic book and move his hands to eddie's waist, his long fingers holding on maybe a little too hard. his eyes slide shut and he kisses back, his brain exploding because eddie kaspbrak is kissing him and yeah, it's not the first time, not even close, but their position and that light in eddie's eyes - it's all so new and exciting that richie can't help but pop a boner right then and there. ]
❪ for a moment, eddie wonders if he's done the wrong thing because there is nothing but a quiet stillness on richie's part. he's about to pull back and awkwardly laugh it off when suddenly richie is responding back and eddie can't helping breathing a stuttered groan against their kiss. he feels the fingers at his waist and his own hands tighten their hold on richie's shoulders as he sinks down closer to the other boy.
although he had been unsure of himself when they first started kissing (back on a camping trip where neither of them could take the shy looks and touches anymore) he trusts himself a lot more in making this good for the both of them. it's with a grin that eddie leans in closer, sucking on richie's bottom lip and letting his body rest against richie's own as he straddles his hip.
it's hard not to notice the effect that this is having on richie and he can feel his own pants getting tighter as one hand slips down over richie's chest and stomach, pausing at his belt. ❫
This the sort of thing that gets you going? ❪ he asks, amused but ultimately shifting so he can straddle his boyfriend properly and nudge their hips together. needless to say, it gets a sharp sound out of eddie as he moves. ❫ Shit― you feel good.
I'm so sorry for disappearing, life has been ridiculously busy T_T
[ The way Eddie groans like that, the sensation of his grip tightening against Richie's shoulders, is really just unfair. How the hell did Eddie Kaspbrak go from an awkward, asthmatic preteen to an incredibly sexy sixteen year old? Richie often ends up feeling out of his depth when they kiss because he likes Eddie so fucking much it's embarrassing, and being touched by him is enough to make the taller boy bend over backwards to give Eddie anything he asks for.
A low groan issues from Richie's throat as Eddie presses down against him, the warm weight of his slim body slotting perfectly against Richie's sharper, more angular frame. As if the press of Eddie's hand along his chest isn't already enough to leave him flushing, those teasing words come out and Richie has to duck his head, his face suddenly on fire. ]
Fuck off, [ he mumbles, but it's weak and clearly means nothing. It's cut off by another groan as Eddie nudges his hips against Richie's, and now those long fingers of his can't help but slide over Eddie's backside and squeeze at him possessively. ]
You feel good, too, [ he manages, though he has to hide his face in Eddie's neck as he says it. He can't quite understand why, but whenever Eddie gets like this, it's hard for Richie to keep up his usual bravado. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that he really has to focus on not coming in his shorts right then and there. ]
no worries, bb. i understand that craziness all too well :(((
( From where he's poised on Richie's lap and Eddie can't help grinning down at him at the low groan that rattles out of his boyfriend's throat. The sensation that sparks right up his spine when their hips roll together is more than enough to get him flushed across his cheeks and down his neck. The mumbled curse gets another laugh out of him and as Richie groans again, Eddie has already decided that he wants to hear it more and more. )
I'd rather fuck you. ( He says leaning in and pressing another longing kiss to Richie's lips and decidedly rolling their hips together again with a breathy gasp. ) Or you fuck me.
( He's glad when Richie returns the comment although he hides his face. God, he loves him so much that it still leaves his heart fluttering like a school girl with a crush. Eddie still has trouble believing that he actually has Richie and that Richie wanted him as much as Eddie wanted him. Still― he leans back just enough to nudge their foreheads together. )
[ If Richie weren't hiding his face, he'd be staring unabashedly at the way Eddie's pale skin turns red. But Eddie laughs at him again and it makes it even more difficult to look up because Richie knows how fucking stupid he must seem right now, so far gone on just a couple of words and touches.
But then Eddie leans in and says that, says he wants to fuck him, and Richie's eyes go wider than they ever have before. His dick twitches so powerfully it hurts, and for a long moment all he can do is let Eddie kiss him and take in the meaning of what he's just said. ]
Y-you mean it? [ he mumbles finally, eyes still wide, as their foreheads meet. They've made out plenty of times, but they've never actually gone all the way. Not yet. That's one of the things Richie couldn't stop thinking about when they decided to have this particular sleepover. He didn't want to force it on Eds, of course, but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't hoping for it. ] I mean - we can. I can. If you want?
( Honestly, Eddie would laugh again at how comically wide Richie's eyes behind his glasses but manages to keep it inside for now. Instead he simply focuses on kissing him and feeling his entire reaction as their hips slide together once again. It's everything and more that Eds could hope for but there's also a part of him that does want to take things further.
A part of him that wants to cement what they have together as something, well, special. )
Yeah, duh, I mean it. ( He says with another shift of his hips but more hoping that Richie will notice just what he was doing to Eddie right now. ) M-mm, yeah, I want to. I want you to be my first, Rich.
[ At this point, even Eddie laughing wouldn't be enough to make Richie stop staring at him like the stupid, horny teenager he is. The kisses are amazing, warm and wet and filled with whatever it is that leaves Richie's palms burning against Eddie's skin, but it's harder to focus on kissing now that they've brought this up.
The way Eddie shifts against him pulls a fucking whimper from Richie's throat, the hard lines of their cocks pressing together obscenely. Feeling Eddie get like this always leaves Richie worked up, but today he can't hold back from rubbing up shamelessly against his boyfriend. ]
Me too, [ he admits, kissing Eddie again, first on the lips and then down along the side of his face. ] God, Eds, me too --
[ He pulls back for a second, blushing something fierce, and his eyes dart away as he adds in a mumble, ] I, uh - I have some stuff - like, lube and stuff. Just cause I thought, maybe, y'know. Just in case.
( Eddie can't help near melting into the kisses as he shifts more, rolling his hips and letting hands guide themselves under Richie's shirt to touch warm skin. It's everything he's wanted and more since the first time they made out back on that camping trip with Bill sleeping so close next to them.
There's no worries this time though. No best friends sleeping nearby, no parents haunting around downstairs and they don't even have to drive Richie's shitbox car out to the Barrens for some alone time. They have all the time they need to do this right, make it something to remember and hopefully be the start of something new in their relationship. )
Good, ( he says with a laugh, returning the kiss place against his lips and near groaning as Richie trails kisses down along the side of his face. ) I really wanna do this.
( He raises a brow as Richie pulls away with a blush and tilts his gaze away but Eddie, ultimately, ends up smiling. ) I'm glad one of us is smart enough to come prepared. I mean, I have some stuff but I wasn't... sure, you know? I didn't want to assume.
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it's why they both now laying in his bed, eddie's head at the foot of the bed while richie lays opposite of him. they'd both been busily reading the newest comics they had picked up when eddie sets his down and moves to sit up. it's been a little over a year now since they became... something. started, dating, he guesses even though there isn't a lot for two sixteen-year-olds to do in derry besides go to the movies or spend the day driving around.
besides, as mentioned, it isn't often that they get time together like this. it's with that in mind that eddie sets the comic aside and shifts, straddling one of richie's legs and planting his hands on either side of his shoulders. ❫
Hey, Rich. ❪ he says lightly with a hint of amusement in his tone and waiting until he's lowered the comic before leaning in. there's only a small hint of hesitation where he lingers, breathing before capturing the other boy's lips in a kiss. ❫
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when they first decided to have this particular sleepover, they had talked about comics and movies and video games - typical sleepover stuff. but, in the back of richie's head, he'd also been wondering if maybe they'd get up to some other stuff, too. after all, they're... well. boyfriends? sort of? they've kissed a bunch of times, and held hands, and gone on 'dates' (if that's what you call hanging out like you used to except you kiss a lot more). so knowing that they'll finally have real privacy makes richie's imagination go a little wild.
he doesn't want to bother eddie, though. he doesn't want to seem like some dumb, horny teenager (even though he definitely is) who desperately wants to make out. so he keeps his mouth shut when eddie gets there, pretends not to be thinking about it when they climb onto richie's bed, and doesn't even realize that he's been 'reading' the same page of his comic for a good twenty minutes by the time eddie says his name. ]
Yeah? [ he responds, lifting his eyes from the page, expecting eddie to want to show him whatever's happening in his comic or maybe ask for some food or something.
only eddie is doing neither of those things. eddie is suddenly on top of him, his groin dangerously close to the top of richie's thigh, his hands suddenly burning holes through richie's t-shirt as they come to rest on his shoulders.
when eddie kisses him, richie's pretty sure he's died and gone to heaven.
it takes zero seconds to drop the comic book and move his hands to eddie's waist, his long fingers holding on maybe a little too hard. his eyes slide shut and he kisses back, his brain exploding because eddie kaspbrak is kissing him and yeah, it's not the first time, not even close, but their position and that light in eddie's eyes - it's all so new and exciting that richie can't help but pop a boner right then and there. ]
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although he had been unsure of himself when they first started kissing (back on a camping trip where neither of them could take the shy looks and touches anymore) he trusts himself a lot more in making this good for the both of them. it's with a grin that eddie leans in closer, sucking on richie's bottom lip and letting his body rest against richie's own as he straddles his hip.
it's hard not to notice the effect that this is having on richie and he can feel his own pants getting tighter as one hand slips down over richie's chest and stomach, pausing at his belt. ❫
This the sort of thing that gets you going? ❪ he asks, amused but ultimately shifting so he can straddle his boyfriend properly and nudge their hips together. needless to say, it gets a sharp sound out of eddie as he moves. ❫ Shit― you feel good.
I'm so sorry for disappearing, life has been ridiculously busy T_T
A low groan issues from Richie's throat as Eddie presses down against him, the warm weight of his slim body slotting perfectly against Richie's sharper, more angular frame. As if the press of Eddie's hand along his chest isn't already enough to leave him flushing, those teasing words come out and Richie has to duck his head, his face suddenly on fire. ]
Fuck off, [ he mumbles, but it's weak and clearly means nothing. It's cut off by another groan as Eddie nudges his hips against Richie's, and now those long fingers of his can't help but slide over Eddie's backside and squeeze at him possessively. ]
You feel good, too, [ he manages, though he has to hide his face in Eddie's neck as he says it. He can't quite understand why, but whenever Eddie gets like this, it's hard for Richie to keep up his usual bravado. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that he really has to focus on not coming in his shorts right then and there. ]
no worries, bb. i understand that craziness all too well :(((
I'd rather fuck you. ( He says leaning in and pressing another longing kiss to Richie's lips and decidedly rolling their hips together again with a breathy gasp. ) Or you fuck me.
( He's glad when Richie returns the comment although he hides his face. God, he loves him so much that it still leaves his heart fluttering like a school girl with a crush. Eddie still has trouble believing that he actually has Richie and that Richie wanted him as much as Eddie wanted him. Still― he leans back just enough to nudge their foreheads together. )
We can also just make out too.
thanks for understanding T_T ♥♥♥
But then Eddie leans in and says that, says he wants to fuck him, and Richie's eyes go wider than they ever have before. His dick twitches so powerfully it hurts, and for a long moment all he can do is let Eddie kiss him and take in the meaning of what he's just said. ]
Y-you mean it? [ he mumbles finally, eyes still wide, as their foreheads meet. They've made out plenty of times, but they've never actually gone all the way. Not yet. That's one of the things Richie couldn't stop thinking about when they decided to have this particular sleepover. He didn't want to force it on Eds, of course, but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't hoping for it. ] I mean - we can. I can. If you want?
♥♥♥
A part of him that wants to cement what they have together as something, well, special. )
Yeah, duh, I mean it. ( He says with another shift of his hips but more hoping that Richie will notice just what he was doing to Eddie right now. ) M-mm, yeah, I want to. I want you to be my first, Rich.
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The way Eddie shifts against him pulls a fucking whimper from Richie's throat, the hard lines of their cocks pressing together obscenely. Feeling Eddie get like this always leaves Richie worked up, but today he can't hold back from rubbing up shamelessly against his boyfriend. ]
Me too, [ he admits, kissing Eddie again, first on the lips and then down along the side of his face. ] God, Eds, me too --
[ He pulls back for a second, blushing something fierce, and his eyes dart away as he adds in a mumble, ] I, uh - I have some stuff - like, lube and stuff. Just cause I thought, maybe, y'know. Just in case.
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There's no worries this time though. No best friends sleeping nearby, no parents haunting around downstairs and they don't even have to drive Richie's shitbox car out to the Barrens for some alone time. They have all the time they need to do this right, make it something to remember and hopefully be the start of something new in their relationship. )
Good, ( he says with a laugh, returning the kiss place against his lips and near groaning as Richie trails kisses down along the side of his face. ) I really wanna do this.
( He raises a brow as Richie pulls away with a blush and tilts his gaze away but Eddie, ultimately, ends up smiling. ) I'm glad one of us is smart enough to come prepared. I mean, I have some stuff but I wasn't... sure, you know? I didn't want to assume.
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