Loud was good -- Richie liked loud; an obvious clue in to knowing he was doing something right was always welcome. Not to mention it was just really damn hot, those noises. Knowing he'd gotten Eddie to make them was the ego trip of a life time.
He snorted out a laugh over the compliment, because pretty wasn't a word that came with a description of Richie Tozier pretty much ever, but he wasn't going to argue it this second either, not when he was hyper focused on Eddie's dick, giving it a few strokes before swallowing him down in one go -- and only then did he tilt his head back a tiny bit in order to meet Eddie's eyes. It was -- it did something almost painfully nice to his stomach to know Eddie was looking back.