Eddy almost forgot how good this felt, to have a slim young thing pressed against him, how it felt just to kiss and kiss and kiss. It was sweet, achingly sweet, the softness of Luke's lips, the of sharing their breaths and the taste of bourbon between them, the touch of slender hands against Eddy's chest, not hesitant at all as they explored.<br/><br/>A small mercy that Eddy was still solid and defined there, that age and disuse hadnt softened him too much though the same couldnt be said for his gut. Too late to worry about it now. Luke didnt seem to mind as he pressed against it, belly to belly as they figured out ways to fit together.<br/><br/>Then Luke turned shy again, murmuring bashful words against Eddy's lips. It made him smile and he pulled back so he could look at the boy, at those pretty grey eyes. Seemed a shame that no one was taking care of Luke, and all the ones who let him go were a damn fool.<br/><br/>"Its been a while for me too," Eddy admitted. Too damn long, but not long enough to forget how this goes.<br/><br/>One hand came up to cup the back of Luke's neck, his rough fingertips catching at the softness of his hair.<br/><br/>"I'm sure we'll figure it out," Eddy rumbled before pulling Luke into another kiss, deeper and heated with mounting desire.