Eddy didnt think he'd ever get this again, that surge of giddiness of having someone close by, that breathless excitement of discovering someone and being discovered in turn. It had been years since he last felt like this, so long ago that he was resigned to never feeling it again. Too old for it. Too late for him.<br/><br/>Just like Luke, Eddy's never been so glad to be proven wrong.<br/><br/>He felt ridiculous. Ridiculously happy, ridiculously grateful, ridiculously horny. He's been dreaming about the boy for weeks, just the sight of him at Eddy's door had his heart racing. To have Luke in his lap, pressed against his body, his hand running down Eddy's thin shirt....<br/><br/>Luke only had to shift a little closer to feel Eddy's erection, growing harder with every passing moment.<br/><br/>"Mm, babydoll," Eddy groaned as he kissed along Luke's jaw down to his throat. His beard scraped the freckled skin there as he brushed his lips all along its length.<br/><br/>His hands rested upon Luke's hips and he was transported to that night, remembering their boney shape and how his hands fit so perfectly against them. They must have bruised, Eddy had gripped him so tightly there must have been a mark, though it would be long healed by now. Eddy was only sorry that he couldn't have seen them. Maybe Luke would allow him to do it again, perhaps tonight if he was lucky.