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you are my sun, my moon

[ When he hears Chrissy singing along, it about breaks his heart. To be able to see her so free and easy, singing a love song while pressed against his chest, he wonders how anyone could ever have looked at her and decided to treat her poorly. But he's here now, they're together now, and for he swears to himself in that moment that she'll never go another day without being reminded of how wonderful she is.

Even though the music is not to his taste, it's easy to get lost in it. He doesn't notice any looks, doesn't even realize that multiple songs have played. Despite his outward appearance and eclectic tastes, he's always been soft at the center. Chrissy is just the one who can bring that softness to the surface. Then the tempo changes and Chrissy is pulling him towards the pool table and the spell is broken. Despite that, the magic lingers. He looks lovestruck as she pulls him across the bar, and it's only when she speaks that he finally starts to come back down to reality. ]

Of course I do. [ He grins at her, already reaching to grab a pool cue and spin it between his hands. He's been playing for years, and is pretty damn good. ] I can teach you, if you want.

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I'll make you tired every night, sweetheart.

[ It's murmured against her, a promise that extends from now until forever. Eddie's hands move to strip them of their last remaining clothing, discarding them with little care to where the water might take them. All he wants now is Chrissy, so beautiful and exposed in the water. ]

You're so fucking beautiful.

[ He pulls her against him, his fingers already tracing familiar lines along her thighs. She's so sweet, so exposed, so open and willing to every touch. And he's hungry for her, wants to take her on this makeshift beach. Eddie guides them back to somewhere they can stand, half submerged, connected between land and shore. One hand reaches its way between her legs, stroking her gently, watching her for every reaction. ]

[Sometimes, she doesn't know what to do with how beautiful he thinks she is. After hearing her entire life she wasn't good enough, having someone tell her she's beautiful and perfect is still overwhelming. Especially when tonight's the first night she's finished a full meal since she was six. There's a part of her that's worried her stomach might feel too hard and full against him, that he'll touch her and recoil away from the fact her body feels different.

That never happens, of course, and instead he pulls her in close and leads her to shallow water, his hand touching her in a way that reminds her that she'll never have to worry if he's attracted to her. He thinks she's beautiful. And he'll make good on his promise to make her tired every night.

She makes a soft whine as he starts to stroke her, the touch almost too gentle. But as light as it is, it's also enough to make her hips rock toward his touch as she reaches over to grab hold of his arm. Not to stop him, but just to brace herself. His touch earns breathy sighs and little gasps as he works her up. Doing this outside in the lake is amazing, and she's already into it.]

More, please.

[Her sweet request comes on the tail end of a low groan, her hand on his arm pressing more firmly, fingernails biting at his skin.]

[ Part of him thinks it's impossible, that she can't know how absolutely stunning she is. Just watching her, the water coming up to her waist, Eddie is sure some part of him has stopped, frozen forever in the aura of Chrissy Cunningham. Especially out here, with the moon shining down on her, she seems to be made of marble. But then he hears her, feels the way she is already rocking against his hands, and the moment is broken, in the best possible way. ]

I've got you.

[ His words are a whispered reassurance, as he pushes them further back towards the shore, if only so he can lay her down in the soft sand. They've already stripped naked in the night, and he's glad for it, because he wants easy access to every inch of her. Eddie lowers his head, dips between her legs to run a teasing line with his tongue. ]

We're all alone out here. [ He raises his head, panting quietly. ] Mind if I make you scream?

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[Jesus Christ.

She's sprawled out in the sand, and he's licking her. His teasing earns a gasp, one that's needy. The way her hand goes straight to tighten in his hair is instantaneous. But she's a good girl for him and doesn't move, even as her body screams at her to tug his head in back close.

This is his game, much like she had hers with the blindfold and the handcuffs. She'll let him have his fun and see where it goes.]

Eddie...

[That won't stop her from drawing his name out in a little whine, one hand pressing against the sand.]

I'd really, really like it if you made me scream as loud as you possibly can.

[ It's their last night here, and Eddie wishes it could last forever. He thinks some day they'll have a place like this of their own, where they can be in a beautiful part of the world, close to the water. In this moment, it's the only thing he wants. But as long as he's with Chrissy, he supposes it doesn't really matter where they end up. A lake, the ocean, in the middle of a big city, out in the countryside, they all paint beautiful pictures in his mind.

He plans to take good care of her tonight, drive her crazy and take full advantage of their current solitude. For so long, Chrissy has had to be quiet, uphold an image, be what the rest of the world wanted her to be. Not anymore, and not ever again.

Eddie says nothing as he lowers his head between her legs. The attention he pays to her is exquisite, wholly focused. But he's slow, his tongue working in teasing motions, over her clit, in and out of her. He's careful to take her time, wants to get her wound up and desperate for more. ]

[At first, she's incredibly self-conscious because of the sand. What if it gets where it shouldn't be, and what if he gets it into his mouth? But after a few passes of his tongue over her clit, it's enough to make her moan and forget all about worrying about anything. Over the next few minutes he slowly works her up, to the point where a hand is fisted in her own hair as her back arches off the ground, hips slowly rocking toward his face.

She bumps him with her thigh once or twice, even presses her thighs against his head as she uses the purchase she finds there to rise up and nearly away from him. He keeps her close though, and her baby takes such good care of her. He dutifully works to make the warmth within her burn brighter, the tension starting to coil tighter and tighter until she's whimpering his name and begging him for more.

He seems content to keep her where she's at though, and soon her other hand is tangled in his hair too, tugging and pulling as she starts to get louder. They're out here in the open, and she's glad no one else is around. Because the noises he's getting her to make are downright sinful sounding, and she's pretty sure she looks like she's completely come undone by the time he works her up close enough to the edge that everything feels like pins and needles.]

Eddie...baby, please. Please, please —

[She isn't even sure what she's asking for at this point. But she knows she's desperate for him to give it to her, whenever he's ready.]

[ The sound of her begging is music to his ears. It's the only thing he ever wants to hear again, as long as he lives. But it isn't enough, even hearing her wracked sobs and the way she calls his name. It's not enough. He had promised to make her scream, and that's exactly what he intends to do. Despite the fact that his own desire is burning through him, his cock practically begging for, Eddie continues his assault against her. Every sound that he can pull from her only spurs him further onward.

He comes up, briefly, for a gasp of air, his mouth glistening. Eddie watches her in the moonlight, flushed and wanting and nearly completely undone. So close, he's so close to having her just where he wants her. He gives her a grin, cheeky enough to wink at her before lowering his head once more. The taste of her is almost dizzying, the feel of her fingers in his hair. He needs it, needs to hear her absolutely wrecked and pleading. ]

[Oh, her thigh definitely bumps against his cheek on purpose when he winks at her. It's enough to make her laugh a little, though the sound becomes a strangled groan instead when he resumes. She's so sensitive after the short break that she roughly pulls at his hair as her thighs press firmly against his head. Again and again, her back arches and she presses upward, hips involuntarily rocking against the motion of his tongue.

He gets her exactly where he wants her in what feels like to Chrissy, an entirely long stretch of time where he toys with her and keeps her right on the edge. He had promised to make her scream, and she realizes he takes that promise seriously. So seriously that he doesn't stop even when her cries of passion are more like screams, and her legs are splayed wide open with her feet firmly resting in the sand. Her toes are digging into it, even as the hand in his hair threatens to hurt him with how firmly she's tugging at his curls.]

Eddie, Eddie please! Either let me come or fuck me or something! Please!

[There are tears in her eyes as she sounds completely wrecked when making her command in the form of begging.]

[ Now that's a tempting choice she's offered him, one that he somehow has the mental capacity to think through, however brief. Let me cum or fuck me. He's managed to get her just how he wants her, truly screaming, desperate and hungry for him. Eddie pulls his mouth away, slowly, achingly so, just as every previous moment had been. Fucking her seems like just the right thing to do, just what the both of them need right now.

Eddie pulls back, only so he can straighten up enough to position himself inside her. She is so impossibly wet, it makes him cry out into the night, an animalistic sound rather than words. His hands move briefly over her breasts before ultimately settling on her hips. With every thrust he pushes her down into the sand, fucks her with everything he can muster.

With how he's already wound her up, it doesn't take long for him to send her screaming over the edge. Eddie is not far behind her, with a few more thrusts he's crying out her name, Chrissy tumbling from his lips on endless repeat, He pulls carefully out of her, moves to lie beside her on the shore. He is breathing heavy and entirely spent, but still reaches to pull her close. ]

You're so fucking hot. [ The words come out muffled as he buries his face in her hair. ] The most perfect thing put on this earth. Holy fuck, Chrissy, I love you.

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[She's still tingly and feeling a rush of endorphins as he pulls her in close, and she's smiling like an idiot as he praises her. There's sometimes where she doesn't feel worthy of how much he builds her up, but as they lay out naked in the moonlight in the sand tonight? She feels like maybe they're both actually perfect, because they found their way together.]

I love you too, Eds. [She murmurs, sounding completely dazed still. She's not so blissed out that she doesn't think to guide him in for a languid kiss, one that draws out until her lips are definitely red and kiss swollen.]

I love you so much, baby. And it was really hot, wasn't it? You were like an animal. Couldn't control yourself at all.

[Which she loved, by the way. That sound he had given out when he first pressed inside her was definitely hot. It's nice to know he can lose himself completely in her like that.]

It's all your fault. [ He laughs softly, a warm and lovely sound, as he slowly comes back down to Earth. Part of him thinks he would be perfectly content to just fall asleep here, as impractical as that would be. ] You make me crazy, sweetheart.

[ Crazy. The best possible kind of crazy. He thinks that is the exact word to describe how he feels about her. It's impossible to imagine his life without her, a world without her in it. And he already knows that he would do anything, everything, for her. Bend over backwards to make her smile, and he would do so happily. That's all he wants for the rest of his life. He's completely lovesick, and it's the only way he wants to feel. ]

I should get you inside.

[ They're both a mess, from the sex and the sand, and yet he doesn't make any movement to get up. He wants to just enjoy this for a minute longer, holding her, pressing kisses to any bit of her he can reach. Eddie skims a hand down her body, taking a moment to admire just how beautiful she is in the moonlight, practically glowing.

Slowly, he pulls himself into a sitting position, waiting for her to do the same. Normally, he would carry her back into the house, but he's not sure he can manage it in his current state. Instead he stands and offers her his hands to help her up, wrapping an arm around her as they stumble their way back inside. ]

Shower?

[She only distracts him a little as they shuffle their way toward the shower, pressing him against the wall to take her time kissing him. And playfully shoving him against the bathroom door so she can kiss a trail down his neck and leave a little mark behind on his collarbone.

By the time they get into the shower again, she's already wanting more. But she waits until they're both washed clean and he helps her get all of the sand out of her hair before she entices him into pinning her against the wall and taking her there. They learn pretty quickly that shower sex is slippery and a little challenging, but they don't shy away from trying to make it work. It doesn't, and they wind up laughing and giving up, Eddie slipping out of the shower to get a towel to wrap her up in.

They fall into bed naked and smoke a little, and spend the rest of the night tangled together while they whisper and talk. They fall asleep hours later, Chrissy still wrapped up in his arms.

The next morning almost is too bittersweet for her to handle. She knows that they have the camp to look forward to, and they're going straight there today. But it's hard for her to leave this place. They've created such happy memories here. She's in tears when he gently lets her know that it's time to go, and his arms wrap around her from behind when she doesn't turn to head to the van now that it's all packed and ready to go.]

Just one more minute. [She insists, hands pressing against his arms. There's no shame in crying over what she'll miss about being here.] I'm not ready to say goodbye yet. I know we were only here for basically a week, but it still feels like our first home.

[ Eddie hadn't expected to have difficulty in saying goodbye to their little vacation, but as tears fall freely down Chrissy's face, he finds himself getting choked up too. It was his first vacation, ever, and with her. Every single moment had been perfect. They've collected a good deal of photos to add to their memory book, and several more that will be for their eyes only. Eddie holds her close, resting his head against hers, taking a moment to soak it all in. ]

I know, baby girl, I know.

[ It's bittersweet, but it makes something hopeful swell up within him. This feels like a glimpse into the rest of their lives. Wherever they go will always feel like home, and he imagines that the day they leave camp will be much the same. Eddie presses a kiss to her temple, turning Chrissy in his arms so they are face to face. Even crying, she's beautiful, though it makes his heart ache to see her like this. He brushes a calloused thumb over her cheek, wiping away tears before he dips down to kiss her. ]

We'll come back here, I promise. [ He speaks with a solemnity that says he means it. ] But we've gotta hit the road, those campers will be hopeless without us.

[She needs a minute. His promise means the world to her, and she knows that he'll do everything in his power to get them back here. Which is good, because this place is their place now. Everything about it is special to her. The fact he feels the same way puts a smile on her face, even as he has to wipe away her tears.]

You're right. There's so much to look forward to.

[Chrissy shouldn't look back. Eddie's her future, and no matter where they go, it will be amazing because he's there with her. She's feeling a little less weepy as she kisses him once more, finally seeming content with the path ahead.]

It doesn't matter where we are, as long as we're there together.

[They pull away after a few more kisses, each of them heading to their side of the van to get in. They've got until five to get to the camp and get checked in, which is plenty of time since they're only a handful of hours away. Stopping for breakfast and lunch is a must, and Chrissy winds up eating and drinking so much at lunch they have to take a couple of bathroom breaks at little gas stations along the way.

By the time they reach camp and get checked in with their new employer, it's early evening and all the other staff is busy checking in and getting things ready. The campers arrive in two days, and there's a lot that needs to be done. But tonight is all about settling in for the new counselors, and Chrissy is dismayed to find out that they've been separated into guys and girls cabins.

He promises to meet up with her later, and sure enough, as she's trying to unpack and get to know her fellow lady counselors, he shows up after dark. She's intentionally picked the bed right by the window, a fact that she points out once she's slipped outside to join him. They're both dressed in their uniforms now, and Chrissy takes a moment to really admire him in something so different than his usual clothes.]

Do you have any idea how hard it's going to be not to room together?

[She laughs as she tucks her fingers into the belt loops on his shorts, giving a rough tug to pull him in close so she can kiss him.]

[ The trip there is fantastic, and there's part of him that wants to pass the camp by and continue on forever. There's just something about the two of them and the open road that warms him from the inside out. They blast music, scream sing until their voices give out, share snacks and sodas together. But the road finally ends, and Eddie pulls into the parking lot with a sigh. This is their new home for the summer months, and he intends to make it every bit as good as their past week.

It's not quite the same, of course, with no hot tub, no shared bed. But there's something exciting about the idea of having to sneak away. The evening goes by in a blur, and as soon as he has a spare minute, he's making his way towards Chrissy's cabin. The rest of the counselors are planning to gather by the lake, though he's not sure they'll be joining. Even though it's only been a few hours, Eddie feels like he hasn't seen her in forever. ]

Think of it this way-- [ He moves to wrap his arms around her waist, pulling her close for a kiss. ] This might be the last time we ever have to sneak around to be together. We should enjoy it.

[ It does add a certain thrill to things, especially seeing her in her almost absurdly skimpy uniform. Eddie doesn't look too bad himself, but it's quite the departure from his usual attire. ]

How do I look? [ He pulls back and does a little twirl for her. ] I'm still not sure if shorts are really my thing.

You look so preppy!

[She tries her best not to laugh, she really does. But she's laughing like crazy as she covers her mouth with both hands, before giving a little twirl herself.]

I'm used to it. But I bet you'll wind up liking the outfit before summer is over.

[The door to her cabin opens and then shuts, as the girls she's rooming with chatter and make their way toward the lake to meet up with the others. Chrissy isn't against sneaking around, even if the idea of it is a little hard to swallow after having free access to him for twenty-four hours a day for the past week. But it's not like they're entirely co-dependent, she tells herself. Even if she was missing him in the hours they've just spent apart. They're still able to do their own thing.

It's fine.]

Everyone's going to the lake. Did you want to go too?

[She's secretly hoping he'll say no.]

[ Eddie groans, raking a hand through his hair. ]

Please don't say that.

[ But he's laughing as he says it, so he can't be all that bothered. If any of his bandmates saw him like this, they would give him hell. But they're not here, and nobody besides Chrissy knows what he's like outside of Camp Silver Spring. For all the rest of their counselors know, Eddie could be the preppy jock that would match with Chrissy. He thinks his hair probably gives him away, and his personality can't be hidden by short shorts and a camp t-shirt. ]

We can catch up with them later.

[ He feels practically starved for her, when he's now so used to being able to have her whenever he wants. Eddie reaches into a pocket, producing a joint as he grins. Hanging out with the other counselors would probably be fun, but he would much rather sneak off into the woods and get high with her. Eddie takes her by the hand, making a beeline for the trees. There's still so much to explore, and he's looking forward to getting to spend their summer finding places to hide away. ]

Come on. [ They delve into the woods, and he's careful to help her over roots and rocks, until they've found themselves a quaint little clearing. If there were a picnic table here, it would be a near double of their spot at home. They'll just have to make do with the few boulders instead, Eddie settling himself down to light his joint. ]

We're gonna have a great summer.

[They're pretty lucky to find such a great spot. It's similarity to their spot back in Hawkins isn't lost on her, and she's wearing a fond smile as she climbs up to sit down beside him. He lights up and she waits for him to take his initial drag before leaning in to kiss him. She takes in at least half of what he's inhaled in the process, and sighs contently as she pulls away and a little cloud of smoke is exhaled. Her eyes flicker upward to watch it float up and dissipate, and she smiles at the sight.]

It'll be the best summer ever.

[It's easy to agree on that, as she doesn't ask permission before reaching over to take the joint from him. A long drag is taken from it, making her cough just a little. It's passed back to him, and she leans over to rest up against him like a dead weight.]

My birthday is next week. I thought it might be boring to celebrate here, but I'm actually really looking forward to it.

[She's hoping to make some new friends here. Ones that will like her for who she is now, people that will celebrate with them. And even if they don't get to celebrate at all, she'll at least be here with him. That's a pretty great way to get to turn eighteen.]

[ There's something about watching her smoke that is inherently erotic, no matter how many times he's already seen it. The way the burning edges of her joint light her face, the way her lips curl around it, the way smoke curls from her mouth. It makes something in his chest absolutely throb, and he has to take another hit off the joint just to keep himself from jumping her right there. There's still time for that tonight, time for it across the summer, and he thinks maybe their new status as counselor will give him a lesson in patience. ]

It'll be fun.

[ He's already got plan for celebrating once they're back. The appointment with a tattoo artist is made, he's got tickets for a rock show that he thinks they'll both be able to enjoy. In a way, it gives them the opportunity to extend her birthday across the entire season. Eddie takes another hit from the joint, before passing it back to her. He stands then, moving close to her in the darkness. Despite having found a clearing, it's still mostly dark, the trees overhead only allowing a little moonlight to filter through. ]

However you want to celebrate here, I'll make it happen. I brought enough pot to last us the entire summer, but I can break out the really good stuff for your birthday.

The really good stuff?

[She's been around him enough to know how to roll a joint, light a joint, and smoke a joint. She's heard him talk about some other things, even if he hasn't suggested she try them just yet. But she's still a little clueless when he mentions the good stuff, and she waits until after she's questioned him to take another hit for herself.

She slides off her perch to go stand right in front of him, passing the joint back to him.]

Have you been holding out on me, Eddie?

[It's a tease, obviously. She doesn't care what they use or get high on when they're together. Some girls might only have used him for the drugs. But she's not like that. And they're so in love at this point, he has to know that's not the case.

Her eyes shift upward, watching his lips as he brings the joint to his mouth. God, she wants to kiss him. She wants his lips taking her nipple between his lips, she wants him to taste her. Chrissy has to shake her head to clear herself of all of her horny thoughts, focusing more on the answer to her questions than the fact that smoking with him is just naturally sexy. ]

I can't believe you'd accuse me of such a thing.

[ He leans back, his free hand pressed dramatically to his forehead. Of course he knows she's teasing, but he's always happy to play along. Eddie takes a wobbly step backward, before falling to his knees in mock agony. Even so, he pauses the dramatics long enough to take another hit off the joint, grinning up at her in the darkness. Eddie shuffles towards her, still on his knees, one hand settling against her her thigh. ]

I thought you loved me.

[ He lets out a feigned sob as he slides his hand up her thigh, his thumb brushing against the hem of her shorts. Despite his dramatics, he wears a grin that is near wolfish. They are supposed to be learning about patience this summer, but he can't think of much reason for them to be patient now. ]

[She laughs as he starts up his little theatrics. Unable to stop giggling, she covers her mouth with both hands as she nearly doubles over in laughter. Of course, he has to go and slide his hand up her thigh, and the electric chill of his touch up and down her spine makes her laughter trail off.

Instead, her breath falls heavier as she looks down at him with half-lidded eyes.]

You look good down on your knees like that. [She remarks, leaning down to pull the joint from his lips. One hit is taken, which she enjoys on her own, but the second she takes is shared. Her hand grabs hold of his hair and tugs a little, getting his face into position so she can lean in close and breathe the smoke into him. It's sealed with a kiss, of course, one that's searing and demanding as their lips slot together.

There's absolutely no reason for them to be patient now, and she makes out with him while he's on his knees in the dirt.]

But I'd look better.

[It's a finishing thought for who would look better on their knees, though she makes no move to tug him up by his hair, or act like she might sink down to her knees instead. Nothing left to enjoy on the joint now, it's pressed out against one of the boulders and discarded in the dirt.]

Do you know where I'd look even better than that, though? Pressed up against one of these rocks.

[Curling downward, her mouth trails kisses along the curve of his ear, before she teases at the lobe with her tongue. A warm breath is blown into his air before she adds on —]

With you fucking me from behind, obviously.

[The time apart today did wonders to make her absolutely filthy, ready to take advantage of this time together.]

[ Holy fuck. Just when he thinks he's heard every combination of words he possibly can from Chrissy, she surprises him with something new. She's changed so much, and yet so little, since they've been together. Change might not even be the right word, simply that she's been able to come into her own. Whatever it is, her words go right to his heart. Well, briefly. They strike him in the chest, before making a beeline to his cock. Holy fuck indeed. ]

Oh, obviously.

[ The smile of a stupid, horny, boy spreads across his face as he still works to process what she's just said. But he's already back on his feet, grabbing her by the hand and tugging her towards one of the rocks that's managed to make seem utterly obscene. As they move across the clearing, he's pulling her close, mouth and hands working hungry and sloppy against her. The joint is discarded, forgotten, utterly unimportant in comparison to what she's suggested.

Eddie turns her so her back is to him, pulls her close against him. The erection now straining against his stupid camp counselor shorts would be hard to miss. ]

This what you're thinking? [ He pushes aside her hair so he can go at her neck, just barely able to restrain himself from leaving marks. He's not sure leaving her with a myriad of obvious hickeys on their first night would be putting their best professional foot forward. ] You gonna bend over for me, baby girl?

[There's absolutely no mistaking the feel of him hard against her backside. They're both still fully dressed, but the shorts are thin and he's already really hard. Just from her words alone. That makes her incredibly proud of herself, actually. Not that she has much time to dwell on that pride, because with his mouth against her neck he has her sighing and almost cooing for him, loving the attention.

It's probably a good thing he thinks about not leaving any marks, because she doesn't really care what he does right now just as long as he keeps touching her. He indulges her every whim now just like he does the rest of the time, and Chrissy shivers as her hand slips upward to press against the side of his head. Fingers curl into his hair, tugging his face down enough that she can guide him in for a kiss to her lips as she tips her head back.

He's just asked her if she's going to bend over for him though, and her sloppy kiss only draws out for a little while before she's breaking away. She laughs as she does, fingers working at the button and zipper of her shorts to get them open.]

Anything for you.

[She sweetly says it, like she's not the one that just suggested it. Like she's indulging him instead of his indulging her. There's a slight pull against his arms as she bends over, leaning forward enough that she can press her hands against the rock. It's warm and gritty beneath her fingers, and she's absolutely fascinated by the feel of it with as high as she is right now.

Of course, she's far more fascinated by the feeling of his erection pressed tight against his shorts. He may get off without even fucking her, at this rate.]

God, I want you so bad, babe.

[ A full body shudder runs through him, tip to toe, and there's a brief moment where he worries he might just lose control before they've even had a chance to do anything. Chrissy just has that sort of power over him, and when she's kissing him like that, desperate and sloppy, only to suddenly act like the innocent sort of school girl she had once pretended to be. He has to take a breath, take a moment and collect himself, because he refuses to let his girlfriend bending herself over like that go to waste. ]

Yeah you do.

[ And he knows that, but as soon as he gets her shorts off, presses his palm into her panties, he can feel it too. Eddie makes sure her shorts come all the way off, quickly followed by her panties, wanting her to be able to move her legs freely. For his own part, he only need to yank his shorts down enough to free his cock, which is about all he can manage in his current state. One hand braces against her hip, while the other moves back between her legs. Even high and rock hard, he is still considerate. Two fingers press easily into her, and he works her for as long as he can without managing to explode. ]

Fuck, Chrissy. [ His voice is a throaty whisper as he withdraws his fingers, quick to replace them with his cock. A gasp bursts from him as he pushes inside her, both hands now at her hips. ] Holy fuck, you feel so good, sweetheart. Oh, fuck.

[ Eddie finds his rhythm quickly, both hands holding to her for dear life. ]

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