[ 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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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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