[ eddie asks if wash wants to claim him, light but with emphasis on the word, and it's enough to draw a low sound from him -- a rumble, a growl, something almost instinctive and possessive.
his actual verbal response comes a moment or two later, after some consideration. ]
Never too early for me to remind you whose cock you're obsessed with, hm?
But, mm. You should go back and enjoy yourself, much as you can. So desperate for me that without me there you're just gonna try to get someone to fuck you and see if it feels the same, but you know it won't. [ a bit of a purr to it, now, wash considering, thinking. ] You should leave when you're ready to. Whether it's because you want Daddy inside you and you just can't stand it anymore, or you've just gotten enough of everyone else, or maybe you've gotten yourself worn out being a greedy little slut on everyone else's cocks and you've forgotten that Daddy's still going to get a piece of you at the end of the day, whether you like it or not.
[ not really, of course, but they've talked a little about it, enough for him to play at it. and while he would like to have eddie with him right now, sitting at his feet and cleaning off his mess with his mouth and tongue. he's at an orgy. he should make sure to enjoy himself before calling it quits. ]
[ the rumble causes eddie's stomach to tense, squeeze in, barely audible inhale of anticipation at hearing it from daddy. nothing new, but he relishes in it every time he gets to hear that, remembers how it feels right up against his ear.
he hums softly at that statement, questioning note tacked on for emphasis, his head tilting as daddy goes on. eddie breathes out, a small sound of plain agreement that, yeah, he's going to go around doing just that. his lips quirk at the idea of leaving when he's ready (of course he will), a swallow and hum at the reasonings he may use for why he'd leave.
then, a quiet reflexive gasp that turns into another hum at wash taking eddie at the end of it all, no matter what. there's already an understanding between them, he's talked to daddy about this, and that idea, well -- ]
Won't be able to stop thinking about that, Daddy. [ instinctive to say, throaty and thick again. ] You reminding me that I'm yours, after such a long night of getting stretched open, again and again. [ he shifts in his chair a bit, humming lightly. ] I'll keep you updated, then. Let you know when I've gotten my fill. [ eddie bites his lip, pausing with a 'hmm.' ] If anyone's cock feels as good, as thick, as yours. [ just constantly obsessed with daddy. ] Guess we'll have to see if I'm too tired for you at the end of my night.
[ a gentle little push. probably not surprising, not when eddie responds to everything wash says with earnest enthusiasm. ]
Already thinking about how you'll be looking at me once you see me after how greedy I've been, just, all night.
[ eddie hums, clicks his tongue and sighs. ] See you soon, Daddy.
[ so help him though, you're gonna have to hang up, daddy. send your good boy, your baby, off and back to this very fun orgy. ]
[ wash doesn't mind lingering in the moment for longer -- and he finds it endearing, knowing that eddie is just lazing there, not quite wanting to hang up, happy to sit there with daddy and just stay in that sensation of quiet satisfaction. its nice, hearing him talk like that, happy to lean into his want and need and obsession, reinforcing how much even in the middle of all of this he's still thinking of him, thinking of daddy.
a soft sound, affirming, gently amused. ]
We'll see, baby.
Go on now.
[ and he will cut off their little call there. :') go enjoy the ORGY you're at, eddie, as much as wash is happy to be able to command your attention enough to draw you away from it. ]
[ eddie replies with soft, pleased sounds, shoulders shrugging with a gentle sigh after the call ends. wouldn't have lasted forever. maybe lasted longer than he may have thought it would, if he'd even considered that daddy was going to call him right there while he was at the orgy.
he's happy to go back out, leave the room and get back to it. daddy an ever present weight on his mind, not that he minds. he sends a few more photos, too, but doesn't push or wait for a reply to them. a couple more of the aftermath of fucking; one with his cock with cum still dripping at the tip, another that he takes in front of a mirror of his ass spread, hole covered in cum. one where it's just eddie's grinning face, thumb pulling his bottom lip down, head angling back a little, curls falling back. and another where he's deep throating someone. the photos come occasionally, none of them quite as lewd or active as that video, but he falters on giving quite the play by play he'd started out with.
there's no real lull that wouldn't be expected, not with the steady enough but certainly not wildly so frequency that he's taking photos. but he sends wash a text that...well, doesn't really need a response. he doesn't expect one. but a buddy of his needs a bit of a hand that isn't related to the guy's dick. ]
I'll uh be busy with something else for a little bit it's fine though
[ VAGUE and necessary to send? probably not, but he does it anyway. thinking of daddy a whole lot!
then about fifteen minutes, another text comes in. ]
Hey, Daddy I need your help, maybe, if you can? Can you front some money for snacks at this gas station I'm at with my friend? I can give you the details if you want but we're already here and he's already eating a lot and well definitely don't have any money on me
[ who needs their wallet at an orgy??? either way they're in the down so it wouldn't have been a big deal, but eddie frets over drawing unwanted attention. ]
[ wash doesn't respond as much to the pictures this time, going back to occupying himself with whatever else he's busy with -- and also letting eddie actually enjoy the rest of his time without distracting him too much, again. eddie certainly doesn't need that much encouragement, with the pictures that he's still getting. he's especially appreciative of that picture of his ass dripping and covered with cum.
eddie getting busy for a bit doesn't really strike much concern -- an orgy is an orgy but things still happen, after all, and if anything wash just finds it endearing that eddie wanted to keep him up to date enough to tell him about it. but a while later, uh. hm.
gas station? look, he doesn't know dorian but he's seen enough of things around the network that he thinks that its a pretty safe assumption that he wasn't hosting this orgy in a parking lot or something. he does wonder, briefly, given eddie's mention of someone eating a lot if it's a certain brat he knows all too well, but. well. ]
I can help.
I'm going to assume the orgy hasn't expanded out to the nearest gas station, though. Is everything okay?
[ pietro's busy munching away rather than passing out, thank god. eddie's not sure that his back will ever recover from lugging him around, but regardless. they're both dressed (pietro 100% in someone else's pants, eddie in all of his own clothing) and made it to the gas station without him having to call up eloise to come get her man. so, all good. for the moment. he doesn't want them to get arrested for something dumb like stealing snacks... ]
Thank you I'll tell him later to pay you back
Oh, god, no. Yeah, it's fine, really. The orgy's just at the community center. We're at a gas station like two blocks away? Had to haul his ass here because he was too stubborn to eat potentially aphro'd food that Dorian provided. and he needs to eat a lot, it seems kind of was like nearly passing out So. Did what I had to do he seems like he's recovering
[ and something something also included relative to the transaction of daddy's money going to help ~ from eddie passing the device over to the store clerk or what, who knows.
he probably could have walked to the gas station himself and bought a lot of stuff, brought it back to pietro. but, shh, don't logic him like that, as you may inevitably think, daddy. >:| he helpin' his frand. ]
[ uh huh. eats a lot, stubborn enough to not eat to the point of passing out. that does sound familiar. wash takes care of the transaction, and that is a pretty large quantity of random snacks, but. that's fine. don't want your friend actually passing out or anything. ]
It's fine. I've got it covered.
Let me know if you need anything else, yeah?
[ he does want you worn out and exhausted but not like starving and dehydrated eddie that's different. ]
[ the city’s only so big! eddie’s careful enough to not outright state who he’s helping out, at least not while pietro is still somewhat out of it. but how many men check off all these boxes? ]
Thanks, Daddy :) I’m sure he’ll be grateful too
Will do Got a bit to eat here too Some water
[ look at him being responsible! he didn’t hesitate to eat at the orgy, but hydrating hadn’t been much of a priority until standing in the middle of the gas station.
and, the texts end there for a bit. pick back up for eddie to send another ‘thanks again’ before a brief lull. ]
Gonna head out, back home, Daddy. I’ll be on my way from the train in like 15.
[ and he’ll spend a walk with pietro until they’re at the train, boarded, and back to the up. where they part ways, and eddie’s on his path to his house. where he expects daddy will find him, somewhere, as he’s already given him the route he takes.
messy hair, bright eyes, attention on his device sometimes as he’s going. shirt inside out from putting it on too quickly, shoes still loosely tied. swaths of his skin fairly filthy with dried cum, but hey, the aftercare room isn’t a place he spent much time in cleaning up. his body’s achy in all the right places (and his back, oops), he’s tired, but there’s a bounce in his step as eddie moves. ]
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his actual verbal response comes a moment or two later, after some consideration. ]
Never too early for me to remind you whose cock you're obsessed with, hm?
But, mm. You should go back and enjoy yourself, much as you can. So desperate for me that without me there you're just gonna try to get someone to fuck you and see if it feels the same, but you know it won't. [ a bit of a purr to it, now, wash considering, thinking. ] You should leave when you're ready to. Whether it's because you want Daddy inside you and you just can't stand it anymore, or you've just gotten enough of everyone else, or maybe you've gotten yourself worn out being a greedy little slut on everyone else's cocks and you've forgotten that Daddy's still going to get a piece of you at the end of the day, whether you like it or not.
[ not really, of course, but they've talked a little about it, enough for him to play at it. and while he would like to have eddie with him right now, sitting at his feet and cleaning off his mess with his mouth and tongue. he's at an orgy. he should make sure to enjoy himself before calling it quits. ]
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he hums softly at that statement, questioning note tacked on for emphasis, his head tilting as daddy goes on. eddie breathes out, a small sound of plain agreement that, yeah, he's going to go around doing just that. his lips quirk at the idea of leaving when he's ready (of course he will), a swallow and hum at the reasonings he may use for why he'd leave.
then, a quiet reflexive gasp that turns into another hum at wash taking eddie at the end of it all, no matter what. there's already an understanding between them, he's talked to daddy about this, and that idea, well -- ]
Won't be able to stop thinking about that, Daddy. [ instinctive to say, throaty and thick again. ] You reminding me that I'm yours, after such a long night of getting stretched open, again and again. [ he shifts in his chair a bit, humming lightly. ] I'll keep you updated, then. Let you know when I've gotten my fill. [ eddie bites his lip, pausing with a 'hmm.' ] If anyone's cock feels as good, as thick, as yours. [ just constantly obsessed with daddy. ] Guess we'll have to see if I'm too tired for you at the end of my night.
[ a gentle little push. probably not surprising, not when eddie responds to everything wash says with earnest enthusiasm. ]
Already thinking about how you'll be looking at me once you see me after how greedy I've been, just, all night.
[ eddie hums, clicks his tongue and sighs. ] See you soon, Daddy.
[ so help him though, you're gonna have to hang up, daddy. send your good boy, your baby, off and back to this very fun orgy. ]
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a soft sound, affirming, gently amused. ]
We'll see, baby.
Go on now.
[ and he will cut off their little call there. :') go enjoy the ORGY you're at, eddie, as much as wash is happy to be able to command your attention enough to draw you away from it. ]
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he's happy to go back out, leave the room and get back to it. daddy an ever present weight on his mind, not that he minds. he sends a few more photos, too, but doesn't push or wait for a reply to them. a couple more of the aftermath of fucking; one with his cock with cum still dripping at the tip, another that he takes in front of a mirror of his ass spread, hole covered in cum. one where it's just eddie's grinning face, thumb pulling his bottom lip down, head angling back a little, curls falling back. and another where he's deep throating someone. the photos come occasionally, none of them quite as lewd or active as that video, but he falters on giving quite the play by play he'd started out with.
there's no real lull that wouldn't be expected, not with the steady enough but certainly not wildly so frequency that he's taking photos. but he sends wash a text that...well, doesn't really need a response. he doesn't expect one. but a buddy of his needs a bit of a hand that isn't related to the guy's dick. ]
I'll uh be busy with something else for a little bit
it's fine though
[ VAGUE and necessary to send? probably not, but he does it anyway. thinking of daddy a whole lot!
then about fifteen minutes, another text comes in. ]
Hey, Daddy
I need your help, maybe, if you can?
Can you front some money for snacks at this gas station I'm at with my friend?
I can give you the details if you want
but we're already here and he's already eating a lot and well
definitely don't have any money on me
[ who needs their wallet at an orgy??? either way they're in the down so it wouldn't have been a big deal, but eddie frets over drawing unwanted attention. ]
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eddie getting busy for a bit doesn't really strike much concern -- an orgy is an orgy but things still happen, after all, and if anything wash just finds it endearing that eddie wanted to keep him up to date enough to tell him about it. but a while later, uh. hm.
gas station? look, he doesn't know dorian but he's seen enough of things around the network that he thinks that its a pretty safe assumption that he wasn't hosting this orgy in a parking lot or something. he does wonder, briefly, given eddie's mention of someone eating a lot if it's a certain brat he knows all too well, but. well. ]
I can help.
I'm going to assume the orgy hasn't expanded out to the nearest gas station, though. Is everything okay?
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Thank you
I'll tell him later to pay you back
Oh, god, no. Yeah, it's fine, really.
The orgy's just at the community center.
We're at a gas station like two blocks away?
Had to haul his ass here because he was too stubborn to eat potentially aphro'd food that Dorian provided.
and he needs to eat a lot, it seems
kind of was like
nearly passing out
So. Did what I had to do
he seems like he's recovering
[ and something something also included relative to the transaction of daddy's money going to help ~ from eddie passing the device over to the store clerk or what, who knows.
he probably could have walked to the gas station himself and bought a lot of stuff, brought it back to pietro. but, shh, don't logic him like that, as you may inevitably think, daddy. >:| he helpin' his frand. ]
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It's fine. I've got it covered.
Let me know if you need anything else, yeah?
[ he does want you worn out and exhausted but not like starving and dehydrated eddie that's different. ]
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Thanks, Daddy :)
I’m sure he’ll be grateful too
Will do
Got a bit to eat here too
Some water
[ look at him being responsible! he didn’t hesitate to eat at the orgy, but hydrating hadn’t been much of a priority until standing in the middle of the gas station.
and, the texts end there for a bit. pick back up for eddie to send another ‘thanks again’ before a brief lull. ]
Gonna head out, back home, Daddy. I’ll be on my way from the train in like 15.
[ and he’ll spend a walk with pietro until they’re at the train, boarded, and back to the up. where they part ways, and eddie’s on his path to his house. where he expects daddy will find him, somewhere, as he’s already given him the route he takes.
messy hair, bright eyes, attention on his device sometimes as he’s going. shirt inside out from putting it on too quickly, shoes still loosely tied. swaths of his skin fairly filthy with dried cum, but hey, the aftercare room isn’t a place he spent much time in cleaning up. his body’s achy in all the right places (and his back, oops), he’s tired, but there’s a bounce in his step as eddie moves. ]
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