[ Despite his changed state, Eddie still needs rest, requires sleep. He hears that whispered declaration, and her words curl somewhere deep inside him, in some safe, sacred place. It's not long before Eddie is also asleep, and while it is dark and dreamless, Eddie seems almost boyish as all the wickedness slips away.
He looks nearly peaceful as the morning hours wear on, even while hunger creeps into him. Eddie stirs a little when Chrissy slips out from his arms, a hushed whimper escaping him at the loss of her warmth. It's not until he feels the weight of her back in the bed that Eddie reaches out, pressing his lips to wherever he can reach. ]
Do you have to go? [ Eddie asks sleepily, both wholly himself and not at all. A hand reaches up to grasp hers, tugging gently as though to bring her back down into bed. ] It's still weird out that. I don't want anything to happen to you.
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He looks nearly peaceful as the morning hours wear on, even while hunger creeps into him. Eddie stirs a little when Chrissy slips out from his arms, a hushed whimper escaping him at the loss of her warmth. It's not until he feels the weight of her back in the bed that Eddie reaches out, pressing his lips to wherever he can reach. ]
Do you have to go? [ Eddie asks sleepily, both wholly himself and not at all. A hand reaches up to grasp hers, tugging gently as though to bring her back down into bed. ] It's still weird out that. I don't want anything to happen to you.