Carmy makes another soft noise into it, fucked up by this, by how nice it is. He doesn't even give a shit about the gross aspects, his eyes closed as he just lets himself feel good for half a minute.
Richie's performed a minor fucking miracle, so Carmy touches him with the appropriate reverence, right up until his wandering hands brush over his cock. Pulls it out and hot into his hand.
"Just from sucking me?" he murmurs, and he meant to be mean but it comes out so soft. Knocks their heads together and strokes him.
In the distant dark, a sudden shock of the fireworks starting, and Carmy thinks, insanely, of Claire. Has to push that out of his mind completely, a little wild eyed as the lights in the sky colour them both. "You want I should get on my knees for you?" he asks Richie seriously. Spits in his palm and wraps it around Richie. "You can have whatever you want."
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Richie's performed a minor fucking miracle, so Carmy touches him with the appropriate reverence, right up until his wandering hands brush over his cock. Pulls it out and hot into his hand.
"Just from sucking me?" he murmurs, and he meant to be mean but it comes out so soft. Knocks their heads together and strokes him.
In the distant dark, a sudden shock of the fireworks starting, and Carmy thinks, insanely, of Claire. Has to push that out of his mind completely, a little wild eyed as the lights in the sky colour them both. "You want I should get on my knees for you?" he asks Richie seriously. Spits in his palm and wraps it around Richie. "You can have whatever you want."