Eddie might fight him in to taking a compliment at some point, rather than just laugh at it, but for now, he was far too distracted. He kept the one hand in Richie's hair, his fingers seeming to flex between wanting to hold tighter but not wanting to really grab on. He didn't really know what Richie liked or didn't yet and didn't want to go too far right out of the gate.
Except then Richie had the audacity to go down on him like that and all bets were off for second or two, his fingers gripped tight to soft hair and his other hand moved to hold the side of Richie's neck and jaw, just to touch him, curses falling from him in ways that he wasn't entirely sure made sense. He groaned again when Richie's eyes met his and had to make a conscious effort not to keep pulling on his hair. "I should've known you'd be good with that mouth." he teased, because the comment had to be made at least once, though his voice was a bit more wrecked than usual.