Closer

71.

"B... Brett?" Eddy asked after pulling away from the kiss, a bit breathless. The doubt about everything was pushed into the back of his mind, compressed into a tiny point. But, like a wet sponge, it started leaking once compressed.

"Yeah?" Brett breathed back at him, half leaning in for another kiss. Eddy placed a hand gently on his cheek to stop him. He wanted the kiss, but the doubt was flooding his brain.

"Do... I mean... It's stupid to ask, but do you actually still want me?" Eddy asked, licking his lips. The sight of Brett's faltering face made him immediately regret asking, though. "I... I mean, I... It doesn't seem like you don't I just... I don't know, I... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked, I just..."

"No, no, Eddy," Brett mumbled, clearing his throat. He looked like he tried to keep his composure and it hurt. "It's important you ask. I'll remind you how much I want you a million times if that's what it takes."

Eddy looked down, feeling guilty. He was being needy, and even when Brett's lips are literally on his he doubted that Brett actually loved him.
"I'm sorry, I just... I can't believe... Like, you're literally the perfect guy and... Well, I'm not?"

Brett snorted at the idea that he was the perfect guy, taking Eddy's hand carefully before speaking.
"Dude, I've literally reduced you to this shadow of yourself and you're thinking I'm a so called perfect guy?" Brett sighed with a tiny smile, rubbing his thumb over the back of Eddy's hand. "I love you, Eddy. I do want you, as my partner, to be a dad to our child, as my best friend, as my boyfriend."

"I want you too," Eddy mumbled, cheeks warming up slightly. "I really do."

Brett nodded, still holding his hand. He had moved from his position of sitting and leaning against Eddy's chest to see him better.

"You're so beautiful when you're blushing," Brett blurted out, blushing immediately after he spoke. His hand reached out to touch Eddy's pink cheek, and Eddy licked his lips. "I love seeing it."

"I like it when you blush too," Eddy mumbled, sneaking his hands around Brett's waist again and pulling him closer. "A lot."

Brett let Eddy pull him closer to the point where their lips were almost touching again, and Brett pretty much was sitting in Eddy's lap. Brett leaned in even closer.

"Do you know another way I want you?" Brett breathed in Eddy's ear, seeing the blush form on his neck. He felt Eddy shiver under him.

"How?" Eddy asked, half closing his eyes. He knew what Brett was going to say and it made him nervous. Was kissing allowed in bed now? Could he feel Brett's lips on his as he was filled up?

"In bed," Brett mumbled, pressing his lips gently against Eddy's long neck. Eddy swallowed hard. "If you... if you're ready for that...?"

"C... can I... I mean, is... Can I kiss you when we...?" Eddy stuttered, feeling his mind blanking when Brett yook his earlobe between his teeth for a moment.

"Of course. No restrictions," Brett said, running his hand into Eddy's hair at the back of his neck as he pulled away to look at him. "If you want to, I don't need this if you don't want to."

Eddy hesitated for just a moment as his feelings and the logic did a quick debate in his head. Feelings suggested that maybe that's the only thing he's useful for, that Brett only said and allowed all the other things so Eddy would continue to be available for sex for him. Logic facepalmed hard at the suggestion, because of course Brett wanted him like that too as a normal part of a relationship. And of course Eddy wanted that too!

"I want you," Eddy exhaled, leaning closer to kiss Brett. "Please have me, Brett."