Up for anything was a good vibe for Eddie who, if someone did not know him, one might assume was up for not very much at all. Richie knew better though -- he'd always known the kind of shit that Eddie would get up to, at least a little bit. He seemed all mature but was also one of the first people to throw a rock at someone's head if given half a chance.
So it was kinda like that. But sexier and with less rocks. Hopefully.
Richie let out a little noise of protest, went against that tug in his hair one more time before coming up for air, his jaw aching in a way that was pleasant and perfect. This all went beyond feeling alive. "Is that the plan?" he asked, raspy, like maybe he'd just had a dick knocking around at the back of his throat.