Eddy has had many partners over the years. Some could take him easier than others but none had taken Eddy as perfectly as Luke. There was no scrunching of his face, no gritted teeth of effort, no locking up or asking Eddy to slow down or stop. The boy just took him, smiling, as if it were effortless when Eddy knew very well that it was not.<br/><br/>Luke smiled and laughed and called him perfect, when really it was the other way around. The boy admitted he had less experience, that it had been a long while, but his sheer talents belied the fact. His ability to just accept, to take Eddy into his body without the awkward stops and starts that came with learning a new person... it was like a dream, like they were made to fit.<br/><br/>Luke was absolutely perfect.<br/><br/>And that was a dangerous thought, one Eddy dismissed as he leaned down to kiss Luke once more. It was a brief kiss, a signal that Eddy was going to begin.<br/><br/>Eddy braced himself, settling his weight on his elbows and knees so he did not crush the boy beneath. He started slow, rolling his hips in small, leisurely thrusts to ease Luke into it, even though he didnt seem to need any easing at all. He might have liked for Eddy to go in rough, to go hard after all that prolonged teasing, but Eddy wasnt going to risk it.<br/><br/>He didnt want to hurt Luke, so it would be slow and easy until the boy begged for more. Eddy liked to hear him beg.