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It had become a tradition at that point.
You'd always come to wish your boyfriend luck before the boys get to Hellfire — that is, after your character was brutally killed in combat and you refused to return, arguing that it was an unfair roll and if you continued playing his insane campaigns, you'd end up breaking up with him.
After a couple of days of silent treatment and a lot of apologies, dramatic speeches and sad brown eyes you just couldn't resist, you had just agreed to sit this one out and watch from the sidelines when you could.
Eddie wouldn't let you just give him one good luck kiss, though.
It wasn't like you didn't know that, but you'd always say you couldn't stay long, that you were late for something else, and to be fair, you usually were, but he was worth arriving a little late for.
The fact was that you liked to hear him beg for you. You liked watching him pout and ask you for "just one more kiss, please" as he pulled you closer and closer, hands sliding from your arms to your waist until you found yourself sitting on his lap, letting yourself go in his kisses.
"Your friends are gonna be here any minute…" You breathed out, pulling away from his lips and grabbing the hand that was under your shirt, the cold sting of his rings raising goosebumps all over your skin. His thumb brushed the underside of your bra before letting go, but he didn't take his eyes out of your lips. "Eddie…"
"I'm just trying to get a little taste before you leave for that stupid game."
"You're just trying to get in my pants." Playfully, you grabbed his face and made him look up. Eddie smirked, brown eyes gleaming in the low light.
"Can you blame me for that?" He surged forward, leaving a kiss on your neck, resting his hand on your thigh, keeping you in place as you sat sideways on top of his.
"I'm sure you're gonna have more fun with me than torturing your party members with your sadistic storytelling," a sigh escaped your lips as he continued to drag his mouth over the sensitive skin of your neck, his tongue making you lose your train of thought for a moment, "but you'll have to wait."
With a gentle pull of his shaggy hair, Eddie finally resigned. You knew that face could taunt you into doing whatever he wanted, to lock the door and let him have his way, but you had other, better plans. "I promise I'll make it up to you."
"I like what I'm hearing."
With a brief kiss to your lips, he fully pulled away, just as you heard the boys coming into the room, excitedly chatting about their plans for tonight.
"You guys are gross. Please, get a goddamn room." One of them said, but you were too busy stealing one last kiss from your smiling boyfriend.