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You sure about that? This looks pretty intense.

[Even if Cisco doesn't turn around to look at him, the teasing smile he's wearing is obvious in the way he speaks. Eddie keeps his hands in Cisco's hair, though, threading his fingers through it idly as Cisco leans back against him. He enjoys Cisco's hair, smooth and dark, and he never really passes up a chance to touch it.]

I had a hell of a rough day. Do you have it in you to distract me a little?

[A wicked little grin against the nape of Cisco's neck.]

[ He grins, shivering pleasantly. ]

I'm rewiring those remote control hover car toys I bought last week. Trust me, dude, it's not that important.

[ He turns around on the stool he's sat on and wraps an arm around Eddie's waist. ]

Wanna talk about it, or just go upstairs?

[Cisco's little shiver is only encouragement, and he threads his fingers into the hair at his temples, pulls it back and smiles a little as Cisco chats about the hover car toys. Half the time, just listening to Cisco talk about whatever he's doing cheers Eddie up.

But he's had something else entirely on his mind today, so when Cisco turns in his seat and looks up at him, wraps his arm around his waist, Eddie shivers a little, himself.]

Mmm, it wasn't much to talk about. I got in a chase, and came out on the wrong end of it. Got knocked around, and I'm sore.

[He pushes Cisco's hair back again, admiring his face. He's always been a sucker for dark eyes and hair.]

Let's go upstairs. Tell me what you're doing with the hover cars?

[ Cisco has always been really into people playing with his hair, and that's obvious in how he just about melts into Eddie's touch. It takes effort to pull away enough to slide off the stool and head for the stairs.

He frowns a little at Eddie's recap of the chase, though. Ever since they'd worked through his powers, it was rare that Eddie's perps got away, always tripped up at the last minute by Eddie's probability manipulation giving them a serious case of bad luck. Hearing that things went wrong enough for Eddie to have wound up getting knocked around makes Cisco itch to work through some probability equations with him again. But Eddie clearly has other things on his mind. ]

I'm playing around with their response time. It's cheaper to experiment on these than the drones at work, but it's basically the same theory. If they pick up and process the signal faster, they have better maneuverability.

[It's a good thing Cisco enjoys it - Eddie loves the feeling of it, the long smooth strands sliding through his hair, the way he can pull it back to expose Cisco's face a little more.

The story about his day...he can tell it gets to Cisco, the little frown that forms on his face, the tug between his eyebrows, makes Eddie kind of regret telling him about what happened. He can see Cisco's mind wandering, pondering over what might have gone wrong, and he smiles at him, reaches out to catch his hand and squeeze it.]

I'm fine, Cisco. I just got distracted. And wow. [He shakes his head, going up the stairs still holding Cisco's hand, glancing back at him. He doesn't feel stupid, because Cisco has a particular way of explaining things so they make sense to him.] I'm always just a little amazed by you, you know that?

[ Cisco knows he's a genius, and he's usually the first one to brag about it. But something about the earnestness of Eddie's praise always makes him feel almost a little bashful about it. His cheeks tinge pink and he shrugs it off with a smile. ]

Well, I'm just a little amazing.

[ He squeezes Eddie's hand as they reach the top of the stairs. ]

[It's because Eddie is amazed by people as intelligent as the ones he's usually surrounded by. He doesn't really have any compunctions about saying it either, and it's just icing on the cake when he sees a slight flush come to Cisco's warm brown skin.]

Just a little.

[His mouth twists into a bright, teasing smile, and he gives Cisco's hand another tug, leading him into the bedroom. He barely gets him inside the door before he's pushing him against the wall beside it, hands coming up to the sides of his head, cupping it while he leans in to catch Cisco's lips with his.]

[ He slides an arm around Eddie's waist again, tugging him close as they kiss, his hand sliding up his back, feeling the strong muscles of his back under his clothes. He's never bothered to hide how into Eddie's body he is, or how much he appreciates the strength that comes from Eddie's long hours at the gym.

The fact that it's highly enjoyable to watch those gym hours doesn't hurt, either. It's why he didn't mind splitting his garage workspace to let Eddie get some home gym equipment. ]

[He always feels a little objectified when Cisco starts touching him like that, running his hands up and down the muscle Eddie's worked hard to put on and keep on. It's never bothered him, feeling that way - it sparks something hot and needy in him, to feel that desirable to someone else. Someone he admires as much as he admires Cisco.

Shifting against the other man, he tilts his head, parts his lips and carefully works Cisco's mouth open with little, enticing movements of his own. Pulls himself closer, one thigh sliding between Cisco's legs while he makes a soft noise of pleasure in his throat.]

[ Cisco sighs as Eddie licks his mouth open, brushing his tongue against Eddie's. His hand clenches on the back of Eddie's jacket as he presses closer, and he answers Eddie's noise with one of his own as he rocks forward against his thigh. ]

[Cisco's mouth opens on a soft exhalation from the other man, and Eddie wastes no time accepting the invitation. Pushing his own forward, he presses a little closer again, fingers combed through Cisco's hair.

When Cisco makes that noise, he lifts his thigh a little higher, pushing up between his legs and grinding back with a few pushes of his hips. Jaw working, he deepens the kiss, head tilting to fit their mouths together more naturally.]

[ He groans as he rocks against Eddie's leg, already getting hard just from this, the rush of arousal making his head spin a little. He slides one hand up to Eddie's shoulders to anchor himself, the other going down to squeeze his ass, encouraging and pulling him closer until he's completely pinned himself against the wall. ]

[Cisco's hands on his ass, the way he rocks against his leg, forces Eddie to pin him against the wall - all of it is like a suggestion. He shifts against Cisco, pulls his hands from his hair, and leans in, still kissing hard, to take hold of one of Cisco's wrists, tugging it up just above his head and holding it with the other hand. A moment later, and Cisco's other wrist has joined it, Eddie holding them both in place with one hand while the other cups Cisco's cheek and jaw again.

Pulling back a little, he sucks on Cisco's full lower lip, lashes fluttering a little as he looks at the other man right in the eyes.]

[ Cisco shivers, keeping his eyes closed for a moment and chasing the kiss as Eddie pulls back, before looking up at him and grinning, flexing his wrists a little under Eddie's hold and quirking an eyebrow up. ]

Something on your mind, Detective?

[Eddie smiles, his expression a little smug as Cisco shivers and flexes his arms. That's a little thrilling, the push back - Eddie likes competition, in his regular life, and definitely in bed.

His brow raises as Cisco asks if he's got something on his mind, and he lets out a soft chuckle.]

More than one thing. [A beat.] You look really sexy like this.

[ He lets out a huff of breath almost like a laugh as he smiles at Eddie saying he looks sexy. Eddie's openness with compliments like that never fails to thrill Cisco, what with his constant need for positive reinforcement. ]

So what are you gonna do with me while you've got me like this?

[ He strains against the hold a little, not enough to actually try to break out, but he wants to lean forward to kiss Eddie again, and he's just out of reach. ]

[Eddie knows Cisco well enough to know that he has a hard time taking a compliment. It's part of why he offers them as often as possible - after all, he knows how it feels to come from a difficult past.

But enough thinking about that. He just smirks at Cisco, squeezes his hand against his wrists, and holds himself just out of reach while Cisco strains for a kiss. Leaning in, after a moment, he nips at the other man's lower lip.]

You know, I like looking at you like this. You're a little overdressed, though.

[ He grins against the kiss, muttering his response against Eddie's lips. ]

What, the Cranky Crows shirt isn't doin' it for you?

[He can't help but laugh softly.]

Come on, Cisco. You know how cartoon birds do it for me.

[He tilts his head, nipping his way up Cisco's jaw to his earlobe, nuzzling in under his hair so he can suck at it lightly, then whisper.]

I just want to see you in a lot less. Maybe just my handcuffs, hm?

[ He shivers all over, exhaling hard. ]

Handcuffs, huh? That's... new and exciting.

[ He tightens his hands into fists above his head, trying to imagine Eddie's warm hand replaced with the cool metal of his handcuffs instead. ]

[Cisco's response is a little inconclusive - and the suggestion came out almost without Eddie meaning to say it. Maybe it's just because he's feeling aggressive after what happened earlier, or something else entirely.

But the idea is pretty hot.]

New and exciting in a good way? Or in a 'too much' way?

[It's soft, a little less forceful than anything else he's said.]

Hey, I'm up for trying just about anything.

[ He grins, turning to catch Eddie's lips for a brief kiss. ]

...Just, don't lose the key, okay?

[Leaning in, he relaxes against Cisco for a moment, presses his forehead against the other man's, and smiles slightly.]

You know I'd never do anything to hurt you.

[Another kiss, long and lingering, eyes falling half-shut.]

If you don't like it, just tell me.

[ He leans against him as much as he can pinned against the wall like he is. ]

I know, man.

[ He sighs softly when Eddie pulls back from the kiss again. ]

Wanna take this to bed?

[A soft laugh, and he releases Cisco, grabbing at his hand again and tugging him over to the bed. With a little shove, he has him on his back and he's climbing over him, one hand twisting up into the bottom of Cisco's dumb T-shirt and pulling it up, tugging it up and trying to get it over his head.]

Yeah.

[He ducks his head and presses an open-mouthed kiss against Cisco's belly, eyes half-closed.]

So come on and help me out here, Ramon.

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