"Always so fuckin' obnoxious." Eddie teased, though the sentence seemed to trail off in to a bit of a moan anyway. Because Eddie, it turned out, was pretty damn loud between the sheets (or on top of them, in this case). He'd thought he was a pretty quiet person most of his life, but more recent events proved that he was just having shitty sex and not actually enjoying himself.
He reached down with one hand, once Richie had scoot himself down between Eddie's legs, to tangle his fingers into those unruly curls. Richie was such an antithesis to everyone Eddie had been around for the last 30 years down to even this-no one Eddie had been around in his life before would have left their hair without some sort of product or treatment to tame it, himself included. "You're so pretty." Eddie mumbled, mostly unaware that he was even talking as he pushed Richie's hair back away from his face and stared down to him.