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“You want to have a threesome?”
“Yes,” Eddie says it like it’s not an insane idea, and Richie just keeps staring at him. He takes a deep breath and ask,
“Do you have anyone in mind?” His minds racing. Was this a bad thing? Sure it wouldn’t be the first time it happened but what if Eddie was just bored of him? What if this was an end? Eddie realized that he’s gay, but not desperate enough for Richie.
“Calm the fuck down Rich, it’s just an idea,” the words are cruel but Eddie’s voice is fond, “You’ve been with other guys, but I’ve only had you, only ever wanted you. I just want to know what it feels like with someone else, without losing you,” Richie takes another deep breath and nods.
“Okay well do you?” He ask again.
“Do I what?”
“Have someone in mind,” he rolls his eyes, wondering who Eddie would possibly want to bring in with them.
“No, I figured maybe you had a friend, an old fuck buddy or an ex who might be into it.” Eddie moves to sit in Richie’s lap. “Can you think of someone?”
Richie kisses his cheek shrugs, “I’ll see if I can find someone,”
***
“Hey B,” Richie says he’s sitting in his room, Eddie is teaching a class. He made the right choice with the career change, Richie knew he hated being a risk analyst. He listens for more sound on the other end and half wonders if Barry hung up before he hears a choking sound.
“Hey Richie been awhile, what’s up man?” Barry’s voice is anxious on the other end. The two hadn’t talked in almost a year, right after Barry got his first big movie job and Richie started his world tour, right before he got together with Eddie.
“God this is a horrible idea, I’m sorry Barry-”
“No, I miss you,” there’s silence then a deep sigh on the other end, “come on we used to best friends. I miss you, I’m allowed to do that, tell me what it is? Need me to kill somebody? Wanna make some joke about fucking the guy everyone thought was your twin? What’s up Richie,”
“My boyfriends only ever been with me and wants to have sex with someone other than me because he spent ten years in a get marriage with a woman he hated and we thought it’d be a good idea to have a threesome and he told me to find someone and it’s been three weeks and I can’t think of anyone I’d be okay doing this with other than you because your the on-“ Richie cuts himself off, hoping maybe he talked too fast for Barry to catch.
“You want me to have sex with you and your new boyfriend?” Barry’s voice is fightingly calm when he asked the question, most would be scared, but Richie new that tone. The same one he used to calm Richie down when he was spiralling.
He takes a deep breath, “Yes.”
There is a moment of silence,
“Okay when?”
***
Eddie is panicking trying to clean the apartment, Barry is supposed to be here in an hour.
“Barry won’t care if the place is messy, he knows how I am. He’ll more likely be concerned if we just broke into someone else’s place as clean as it is now,”
“How long were you and this guy together? How often did he see what a slob you are?” Eddie’s voice is rude, he’s clearly anxious.
“We got together when we were 20, broke up at 23 got back together at 29 broke up again at 40 so collectively 14 years,” Richie said moving from the couch to grab a bottle of water.
“Why did you break up,” he’s stopped cleaning now. He just holding the duster by the shelves.
“I had a nervous break down, left my tour early to go to my hometown and he was in London feeling, and I called him at five am and told him I found you, we had a conversation and haven’t talked in about a year now,”
“You left him for me?” Eddie’s looking at him now, and Richie just nods.
“I wonder if he still has the ring?” Richie muses to himself before theirs a knock on the door. “Hey B,”
“Hey Rich,” and Barry walks in, he’s wearing a button up and some jeans, but no ring and Richie feels sick for being upset that he’s not wearing the ring.
“You must be Eddie, I’ve heard a lot about you,” Barry holds his handout and he’s smirking.
“Sadly I can’t say the same,” Eddie is looking back and forth between the two as he shakes Barry’s hands.
“Also apparently haven’t seen a picture. Too freaky?” Barry laughs a little turning to give Richie a joking glare, which causes Richie to stick his tongue out.
“Shut up,” Richie chunks a throw pillow at Barry, and Eddie makes a offended sound before Barry catches it and walks over to put it back on the couch.
Then Richie grabs him by his hair and kisses him, Barry moves easily, wrapping one hand around Richie’s waist and moving the other into his hair, they both hear the sound Eddie makes from across the room, a small moan leaving his lips.
Eddie didn’t think he had ever seen anything that hot before. Not that he would ever say that allowed, Richie has a big enough head as it is. The two pulled away neither quite looking ready.
And Richie has a look on his face, a look Eddie had thought was reserved for him until a minute or so ago. Surprisingly Eddie didn’t really have a problem with it.
“Thought tonight was about your boy,” Barry said looking over at Eddie, not so cocky anymore.
“Yeah it is,” then Richie walked over to Eddie pulling Barry with him before giving Eddie a kiss, soft and slow and full of passion, and when he pulled away Barry got closer and kissed Eddie himself, demanding and strong but still soft.
Suddenly Eddie has both men pressed up against him, Barry in front kissing him and running his hands over Eddie’s chest while Richie stood behind him kissing up and down his neck while his hands sneaked up Eddie’s shirt. Every few minutes the two of them would switch, Richie grabbing his facing and kissing him while Barry attacked his neck.
Eddie didn’t know how long it had been, both men pulled away, Richie pulled off the sorter man’s shirt and Barry unbuttoned his own. Then they were back on Eddie. This time Richie moved them to the bed room though.
He pushed Barry onto the bed then Eddie on top of him and Barry just kept their lips locked and his hand grabbed his ass.
“Tonight’s going to be so much fun baby boy,”