Needless to say almost everything coming out of Eddie is going right to his own cock. A breathy chuckle escapes him as he listens and reaches up to grab at Eddie's thigh, soothing it over with light touches and tracing his fingers up to his hip as he does. The tip passes his lips and he sucks gently, tongue swirling over once again when he pulls back only to slide further the next time working himself up to take him whole.

Richie pulls off with heady wet 'pop' and gives a few, slow lingering licks along the length of him as his eyes flicker upwards again. "It's okay, Eds," he murmurs because it is okay. It's not like they've done this before and honestly? It's kind of hot knowing that he can get Eds off so quickly. Still, he knows that Eddie probably wants this to last and moves to grasp the hand on his shoulder and guide it toward his hair. "You can set the pace if I'm going too fast. Just don't, you know, pull my hair out."

He hums then, grinning and then moves to take him deeper. It's a lot better than he imagined it being and it's clear enough that he's enjoying being able to savor this moment: the taste, the heaviness against his tongue and everything in between. It riles him up as he pulls back to take even more of him still, settling into a maddening rhythm.