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Eddie Munson ([personal profile] gygaxed) wrote in [community profile] cheerfire 2022-09-07 04:18 am (UTC)

[ There are times with Chrissy that just feel infinite, as if they've slipped away into some secret pocket of reality that exists for only the two of them. This is one of those times, where every movement seems to stretch out in all directions. Eddie thinks he could die between her legs and be happy, and then she's drawing him back up, back to her. The high buzzes through him, makes every touch seem to linger, each place where their skin meets like it's been set on fire.

He loves her so deeply, so desperately, and he thinks that feeling comes through in the way he touches her in return. They're tangled together, so close that Eddie can no longer tell which pounding heartbeat is hers and which is his own. He wouldn't have things any other way, would rather have her here in the back of his van than on a bed in some decadent palace.

Then she's on him, he presses inside her, and it's as though the world explodes into a trillion points of light. They move together in an achingly slow rhythm, one that feels so perfect, like they have tapped into the heartbeat of the universe. Eddie isn't sure how long it's been before he's coming inside her, moaning her name in a desperate chorus. His hand slips down between them so he can be sure she's quick to follow over the edge.

As they both come down, Eddie lets himself flop beside her against the mattress, reaching his arms to curl around her and pull her close. ]


Chrissy, baby, shit, holy shit. [ Words don't come easily to him as he presses kisses into her sweat damp hair. ] How did I ever live without you?


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