[ it isn't eddie's first foray into fooling around in the woods - harrington's not the only one who knows about skull rock, and it's a miracle they never ran into each other, though eddie assumes steve was probably a much more frequent visitor than he ever was - so it doesn't really occur to him that they should maybe take this elsewhere. to be fair, he doesn't really have much of an "elsewhere" - it's not like he can just waltz back to camp with a legion in tow and pick a corner. there's too many people around for that, for one, and he's fairly certain it would be at least a little bit frowned upon to be fraternizing with "the enemy". ormond doesn't really cross his mind, mostly because it's not his place to go back to.
and his mind is busy with other things anyway, like julie rolling her hips down into his, and that little stutter in her breath. he's half hard in his jeans and even just that little bit of friction is slightly maddening. eddie pants a quiet ah, shit against her mouth, fingers flexing against her hip when she buries her fist in his hair and bites at his lip, a deep, appreciative sound catching at the back of his throat.
julie's going to kill him, though he can't say he wouldn't prefer to be taken out this way over a knife in the chest. eddie's so into her it's stupid, but now that the floodgates have been opened, now that he's allowed to kiss her - now that he knows what she tastes like after having thought about it for what feels like an eternity, now that he knows that her hair is soft but her skin is softer, he thinks - it doesn't really matter what happens. as far as he's concerned, this is maybe the best thing that's happened to him since —
hell, he doesn't even know since when.
but it's not enough. or, it is enough, but right now it doesn't feel like it. there's still that needling desire to be closer to her even though they're about as close as they can get like this. as julie kisses him, eddie surges a little without warning, leaning up to get at her mouth, just as hungry and as messy. the hand at her hip moves; he wraps his arm around her lower back, shifts his weight - picks her up and twists the both of them, and not-so-gracefully lays her out on the forest floor, where he immediately fits himself between her knees.
but eddie hovers. he braces his weight on one forearm in the dirt up near julie's head, leans down to keep kissing her, but his other hand - his other hand finds her knee and slides from there down to about midway down the inside of her thigh. ]
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and his mind is busy with other things anyway, like julie rolling her hips down into his, and that little stutter in her breath. he's half hard in his jeans and even just that little bit of friction is slightly maddening. eddie pants a quiet ah, shit against her mouth, fingers flexing against her hip when she buries her fist in his hair and bites at his lip, a deep, appreciative sound catching at the back of his throat.
julie's going to kill him, though he can't say he wouldn't prefer to be taken out this way over a knife in the chest. eddie's so into her it's stupid, but now that the floodgates have been opened, now that he's allowed to kiss her - now that he knows what she tastes like after having thought about it for what feels like an eternity, now that he knows that her hair is soft but her skin is softer, he thinks - it doesn't really matter what happens. as far as he's concerned, this is maybe the best thing that's happened to him since —
hell, he doesn't even know since when.
but it's not enough. or, it is enough, but right now it doesn't feel like it. there's still that needling desire to be closer to her even though they're about as close as they can get like this. as julie kisses him, eddie surges a little without warning, leaning up to get at her mouth, just as hungry and as messy. the hand at her hip moves; he wraps his arm around her lower back, shifts his weight - picks her up and twists the both of them, and not-so-gracefully lays her out on the forest floor, where he immediately fits himself between her knees.
but eddie hovers. he braces his weight on one forearm in the dirt up near julie's head, leans down to keep kissing her, but his other hand - his other hand finds her knee and slides from there down to about midway down the inside of her thigh. ]