"For once in your life, my plan involves more of your dick." Eddie teased, tugging at Richie's shoulders to try and get him to climb back up the bed. Because, as enthusiastic as he was, he was still a 41 year old man who'd had a long week and didn't quite have it in him to go more than once in a night.
Once Eddie managed to get Richie close enough, he would lean in to kiss him again. At one point in his life, the thought of kissing a man who's mouth had just been on his dick might have, at the very least, caused some questionable mental gymnastics, but Eddie was better about that now, and more able to ignore the now-fairly-quiet voice in his head admonishing him for it.