[ Steve's skin is hot against his own, damp with sweat, and Eddie likes feeling his weight on top of him. He can pull out in his own time; he's not gonna make him move. ]
So? What's your verdict? [ Eddie chuckles, breathless, which only makes his muscles clench up around Steve again, his words more strained. ] How's -- fucking guys feel?
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So? What's your verdict? [ Eddie chuckles, breathless, which only makes his muscles clench up around Steve again, his words more strained. ] How's -- fucking guys feel?