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[ Cisco chews his lip, watching Eddie's eyes trace over him. It's so hot, seeing Eddie so obviously appreciating how he looks. He is, however, having a little bit of a hard time focusing. ]

What I like? Um... I mean, I guess I'm game for anything? But this, so far, is great.

[ Sober Cisco knows that being communicative in bed is important, but they left Sober Cisco back at the bar, and Rambly Drunk Cisco is in charge now. ]

['Game for anything' is not really much help, but Cisco is just a bit drunker than him, so he doesn't blame him for being unimaginative. It's not like Eddie can think of much beyond how badly he wants to watch Cisco come undone. The thought is a little startling, but it makes sense in the context of how much time they've been spending together over the past few months, how much Eddie finds himself thinking of him.]

What? No fantasies?

[Shifting, he sits up and leans in, catching Cisco's eyes, voice still rough, reaching out to run fingers down the center of Cisco's chest, eyes on his face.]

No particular place you want my hands or mouth?

This is like a fantasy already.

[ He kind of can't believe he just said that, and he laughs, a little self-consciously, but he's far gone enough that he isn't actually that embarrassed. ]

[That catches him off-guard, and he sucks in a sharp breath, eyes widening slightly as he looks up at Cisco.]

Really?

[His mouth curves into a little smile, genuine and flattered, and he shifts, sits up a little more, hooks his hands against Cisco's hips.]

Alright, alright. [Leaning in, he noses against Cisco's ear, whispering hot and rough.] Would you like my mouth on your neck? Maybe along your collarbone, biting a little? Down your chest?

I mean— yeah.

[ He gives a small smile, softer than his normal broad grins, but every bit as genuine. And when Eddie starts whispering, he tips his head back and groans. ]

Yeah, god, yes.

[Cisco's response is simple and soft and genuine, and Eddie's smile softens too. The decision is made, in that one moment, looking at him with that expression on his face, and Eddie whispers against his ear again.]

Good. I want to make you feel good, tonight. Okay? I just want to make you feel good.

[Lowering his head, he presses his mouth against Cisco's neck, eyes falling half-shut while he kisses, then scrapes his teeth against the line of the tendon there.]

[ Cisco sighs a moan, his head falling back. Some tiny part of him still thinks this can't possibly be real, but even if it isn't, he's still going to revel in every second of it.

He strokes his hands down the broad planes of Eddie's back, feeling the shift and play of muscle under his smooth skin. He regrets, just a little, being as drunk as he is, because he knows he can't possibly remember how Eddie's skin feels with the clarity it deserves. ]

[The soft sighed out moan is incredibly hot, and Eddie keeps kissing against Cisco's neck, working his way downward, lips parted as he presses his mouth against his collarbone, down his sternum.

Lifting his head a little, he looks up at Cisco, blue eyes half-obscured by pale lashes, and rests his hand on his chest, thumb rubbing over a nipple.]

You sure you can't think of any other places you want my mouth?

Maybe I could think of a few, but...

[ But first, he really wants to kiss him again. So he does, muffling a groan against Eddie's soft lips, and running both of his hands down Eddie's sides, right down to the waistband of his sweats. He hooks his thumbs into the waistband, barely tugging, as he bites gently at Eddie's lip. ]

[Through the haze of alcohol, Eddie's starting to slowly piece things together - the way Cisco touches him, looks at him, the fact he wants to kiss more instead of push his head down between his legs. The idea is dawning in his head that maybe Cisco is into more than just a drunk one night stand.

Eddie likes that thought. So he kisses him back, his mouth open a little, his hand coming up to hook at the back of Cisco's head, fingers combing through his hair. Working their mouths together, he presses his tongue forward, deepening the kiss. It's a little different this time, not just a sexual thing.]

[ It feels different, and it makes Cisco shiver in the best of ways. He brings one of his hands hesitantly up to the side of Eddie's face, cupping his face for a moment, then sliding back into his hair. ]

[The hesitation in Cisco's movement is obvious, and Eddie makes a soft, positive noise of encouragement into Cisco's mouth, trying to convey that he likes it without breaking the kiss. His fingers curl, gathering up a handful of Cisco's hair and pulling it back to expose his neck.

For just a moment, he pulls back from the kiss, speaking soft against Cisco's mouth]

I really like you, Cisco. You know that, right?

[ He chases the kiss for a half second, slow to realize that Eddie's saying something. ]

Huh? Uh, I mean, yeah?

[ Less talking, more kissing. He's too drunk to have an actual conversation right now, especially one that starts like this. ]

[Cisco sounds drunk and groggy and chases the kiss, and mumbles an acknowledgement, and that's really all Eddie needed, just to communicate that he likes Cisco.

Shifting, he tugs Cisco forward by his handful of hair and catches his mouth again, going back to the deeper kiss. Cisco's hands in his hair feel good, and he makes a soft noise of pleasure into Cisco's mouth.]

[ He would really, really like it if Eddie kept making noises like that. He drags blunt nails down the back of Eddie's scalp and down the back of his neck, his other hand slowly tugging at the waistband of Eddie's sweatpants again. ]

[When Cisco's hands curl into his hair and his nails scrape against his scalp, down the back of his head and neck, he groans softly into Cisco's mouth. And at the tug at his waistband, his hips lift instinctively from the bed, back arching, and he makes another noise, soft and full of approval.]

[ Cisco licks into the kiss as he tugs Eddie's sweatpants down, shifting a little to make up for the always-awkward angle of taking off someone else's pants while you're kissing them.

Then he's face with a dilemma: He doesn't want to stop kissing him yet, but he also really really really really really wants to see Eddie naked. ]

[Eddie shifts and arches under the kiss, helping Cisco work his pants off down his legs, kicking his sweats off and then bringing his hands up to start tugging at Cisco's pants in turn. The room is warm and his head feels hazy, but he wants Cisco naked and hot against him, wants them to touch each other. When Cisco's tongue licks into his mouth, he sucks at it, a suggestive sort of thing, a promise of what's to come.]

[ He groans at Eddie's hands tugging at his pants, reaching down to help undo them and get them off faster. They're barely off his hips when Eddie starts sucking on his tongue, and oh, that's distracting enough that he abandons getting his pants off in favor of sliding his hand up Eddie's chest again. ]

[When Cisco stops pulling his pants down, Eddie takes over for him, still sucking at his tongue and making a low moan in his throat at the pressure of Cisco's hands on his chest. He nips at Cisco's tongue, licks into his mouth and makes another soft groan in his throat, pulling back for just a second.]

Mm, you're hot.

You're hot.

[ That's the sexiest comeback ever, Cisco. But really, his brain is so shut off from anything but the immediate sensation of Eddie's hands on his body, it's amazing he's capable of speech at all. ]

[Eddie lets out a soft, rich laugh at that, shaking his head, eyes bright. Cisco is drunk and he doesn't expect any kind of witty response.]

Sassy.

[He says it with a little grin, teasing and fond, and leans down to start kissing at Cisco's jaw and throat again, his hands continuing to slide Cisco's pants down. It takes a bit, the angle is awkward, but he gets them off soon enough, leaving both of them naked.

It's all he can do to pull his face out of Cisco's throat so he can look at him.]

A little bit, yeah.

[ With Eddie pulling away and both of them finally naked, Cisco pulls back a little as well, biting his lip as he looks down at Eddie, taking in the view he never thought he'd get a chance to see. Sure, he's seen Eddie shirtless before, and those occasions have gotten Cisco through some lonely nights, but to see him fully naked and stretched out in bed like this... Yeah, he's definitely staring. ]

I like it.

[His voice is a little throaty, and his smile is a little hot, flirtatious. As he sits back, he watches Cisco look at him, admires the way his teeth are clamped into his lower lip, flushes a little as Cisco openly stares. The flush starts on his cheeks and works its way down his throat to his chest, and he swallows hard, his own eyes skimming up and down the length of Cisco's body. He likes what he sees, but he's feeling abruptly a little self-conscious under Cisco's stare - it's probably stupid, and he blames it on being drunk, but he forces a little smile.]

Okay?

Way, way more than okay.

[ God, he could probably just stare at Eddie all night and be happy with it, but there are much better things to do with a hot blond in his bed. So Cisco dips his head down and kisses just beneath one of Eddie's collarbones, running his hands over his chest and sides, tracing all the paths his eyes had just travelled up and down Eddie's body. ]

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ALMOST A MONTH LATER sry 4 the cockblock boys

Its fine everything is fine delayed gratification is good.

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