[ Eddie feels a shiver go up the back of his neck as Steve's tongue slides against his own, groaning softly into his mouth. He pulls him in even closer, wanting to memorize the way he feels, the way he tastes.
God, even the way he smells is addictive.
His fingers find their way under the back of Steve's shirt, hungry to touch him wherever he can. His skin is so soft, an incredible contrast to the firm muscles beneath. ]
Why did I have a feeling you'd say that?
[ He rolls his eyes before nudging Steve's nose with his own, his nails ever so slightly digging into his back. Just to test the waters. ]
they deserve THE WORLD
God, even the way he smells is addictive.
His fingers find their way under the back of Steve's shirt, hungry to touch him wherever he can. His skin is so soft, an incredible contrast to the firm muscles beneath. ]
Why did I have a feeling you'd say that?
[ He rolls his eyes before nudging Steve's nose with his own, his nails ever so slightly digging into his back. Just to test the waters. ]
I think we should go to my room, Mr. Perfect.