It was like a dream, like one of those vivid, barely remembered ones that lingered all day, except this was real-- very real.  Luke was there, with Eddy, hips in his hands, cock in his mouth, and heart singing.  The boy could barely handle the way Eddy held him, took him in so perfectly; there was no adjustment, no difficulty, just a sweet fit...<br/><br/>And Eddy did as asked, sucked so hard Luke had to shift his whole body forward, an awed and delighted laugh bouncing from his lips-- so strong, so determined...  Luke was half in love, driven wild by everything Eddy did to him; he shivered and trembled, hands flexing against Eddy's shoulders, spine curving and hips chasing after each bit of divine sensation.<br/><br/>It was a tidal wave, the pleasure just slowly growing until it washed over Luke entirely: his cries and moans mingled with Eddy's sounds, both of them adding an erotic melody to the music still playing.  There was a neediness in Luke's voice, a desperation that only became more and more apparent as he held onto Eddy, fingers grasping and shaft twitching between Eddy's lips.<br/><br/>Luke wanted to warn the man-- that if he kept up much longer, he wouldn't be able to hold on-- but the words were lost in the rest of his ecstasy.  And it seemed Eddy didn't want a warning... He wanted Luke to come undone, to unravel and melt...<br/><br/>And he got what he wanted.  Luke let out a keening wail as he came, giving Eddy exactly what he wished for; his raindrop eyes shut tight, his back arched and his knees nearly gave, though thankfully Eddy was holding onto him to keep him in place.  Otherwise, he might've just turned into a quivering mess.  A few moments of bliss, and then Luke was petting at Eddy's shoulders, up to his face to stroke at his cheeks, trying to catch his breath and keep from falling apart.<br/><br/>"Oh, sweet man," Luke murmured, words like honey and eyes bright as stars, body buzzing with aftershocks, "We- we've got all night...  No rush..."