There was something in Richie's laugh that made Eddie's head spin in the best sort of way at any given moment. But now, when they were naked and he'd just had a very good time of getting his dick sucked and sex was absolutely going to happen, it was almost intoxicating. And maybe some shrink would try to tell him it fed back into his need for positive attention as a kid, for someone who embraced what he was rather than what his mother made him out to be, but Eddie wasn't worried about why. He just knew that making Richie laugh, even in bed, would always top his list.
So, it turned out, would laughing with him. Richie's lack of filter might have sent Eddie's hackles up at times, this time though, it just brought a laugh against his skin and Eddie's hands gripping harder at his sides. He knew his next plan might make that lube Richie seemed to be fumbling with end up more places than it should, but he decided it was worth that risk.
He gripped at Richie's sides, locked his legs around his hips and rolled the two of them over until Richie was on his back and Eddie was kneeling, straddling him. It wasn't as graceful as he might have liked, but it worked in a way that it only could have because Eddie was stronger than looked. "I can do plowing."