[ there's a long pause before eddie's next text, and wash is happy to relish that, knowing exactly what must be happening, waiting patiently, knowing that what he'll get is going to be more than worth the wait -- and there it is, a picture taken in the mirror. some of his cheeky attitude back again, clearly more himself after being allowed to relieve that pressure, but an absolute goddamn mess. his fingers dripping with come even as he throws up those horns, some of it noticeably in his curls, against his shirt, and wash thinks immediately of pushing him against that mirror and tonguing that dab of come off of his neck, tightening his hand around his throat to hear him gasp and moan from it as he snakes his hand down to touch his oversensitive cock.
fuck. he really is getting a little too caught up in this. but its been a little while since he's had someone quite so earnest and eager to play with, and -- surely there's no harm in indulging.
the one biggest problem wash is having with eddie so far is that he's almost too eager. wash does his best to be some level of responsible ( there's part of him that always, always craves to blur the line, but its not something he'd push onto anyone he's just met, let alone anyone so clearly inexperienced and sweet ), but it's almost difficult to pace himself when every gentle suggestion is met not just with approval but with eddie almost doubling down.
he thinks of training eddie even better. that the guy hasn't even owned a dildo before now, so a plug's probably out of the question, but fuck if he doesn't love the thought of being the one to introduce him to that, too. not yet, he resolves. eventually, later, and does quietly note that that does mean he's already planning on carrying this on for a while, and. yes. of course he is. why wouldn't he. ]
I can't wait either, Eddie.
[ that's a thing to emphasize and communicate that wash is doing quite on purpose. for different people he might hold them back, keep them wanting and desperate, but he can see already eddie's response to withholding but also encouragement. and the truth of it is for as much as he's playing into making eddie crave him, keeping him as desperate and wanting as possible, wash wants him, too. ]
You should start making better guesses for both our sakes, I suppose. Or just more of them.
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fuck. he really is getting a little too caught up in this. but its been a little while since he's had someone quite so earnest and eager to play with, and -- surely there's no harm in indulging.
the one biggest problem wash is having with eddie so far is that he's almost too eager. wash does his best to be some level of responsible ( there's part of him that always, always craves to blur the line, but its not something he'd push onto anyone he's just met, let alone anyone so clearly inexperienced and sweet ), but it's almost difficult to pace himself when every gentle suggestion is met not just with approval but with eddie almost doubling down.
he thinks of training eddie even better. that the guy hasn't even owned a dildo before now, so a plug's probably out of the question, but fuck if he doesn't love the thought of being the one to introduce him to that, too. not yet, he resolves. eventually, later, and does quietly note that that does mean he's already planning on carrying this on for a while, and. yes. of course he is. why wouldn't he. ]
I can't wait either, Eddie.
[ that's a thing to emphasize and communicate that wash is doing quite on purpose. for different people he might hold them back, keep them wanting and desperate, but he can see already eddie's response to withholding but also encouragement. and the truth of it is for as much as he's playing into making eddie crave him, keeping him as desperate and wanting as possible, wash wants him, too. ]
You should start making better guesses for both our sakes, I suppose. Or just more of them.