for twenty seven years she had known she was missing something , some one , a feeling . for twenty seven years sheâd assumed the years of her life that were missing had been shoved into the darkness of her mind because of some unknown trauma that her brain was protecting her from . twenty seven years spent trying to tear apart the wall between past and present . and when sheâd finally seen his face again , everything had come rushing back . stolen conversations in the clubhouse after a bad day with parents , listening to him go on about whatever he was hyper focused on for the day âŚÂ she loved those days . where she didnât feel like being quiet was such a bad thing , days when she couldnât find her own voice but could feel safe and comforted listening to eddie .
 there had always been an understanding âŚÂ always been a connection that none of the losers would ever understand , a connection that had only grown stronger when sheâd decided to stay and take care of him . a connection worth keeping , proven by the way he moves against her , the way heâs kissed her , held her . this is where sheâs supposed to be , where she wants to be . he presses her lips to her and it brings a desperate whine spilling from her lips . she can feel his length , hard and straining against his jeans , her own hips rolling against him in response , chasing euphoric friction .
 his hand finds purchase against her cheek and she closes her eyes as she leans into his touch . his lips find hers and she returns his kiss , soft , loving , genuine . his hand slides under her shirt , brushes against her skin , and moves to cup her through her bra , the action pulls a hitch of breath from her as her back arches into his touch , desperate to be close to him even as his lips pull away from hers . her own hands move away from his hips , fingers dragging through his hair as teeth make their mark against her skin . everything feels right , like the pieces are finally falling into place and she knows she could fall in love with him .  â eddie âŚÂ need you . â
     like bev,  eddie had always felt that something was missing.   people were missing.  people who had meant the world to him in another time and place,   he hadnât remembered any of them,   but that feeling had always been there ever since heâd left and forgotten derry.   everything had gone,   like someone had wiped a chalkboard clean,   and suddenly,   he hadnât even known where he grew up or where his childhood had been spent.   who had made it the happiest times of his life,   and who had made him feel loved and wanted when things got to be too much at home with his mother and her overbearing control,   and her munchhausen.
     then they came back,  and the second heâd seen her - eddieâs heart had nearly leaped out of his chest.   and the longer they spent together,   the more memories came back.   sheâd been an escape,   sheâd treated him like a human,   sheâd listened when heâd rambled about nothing and everything all at once.   she was the one he confided in when things got bad at home,   because she did the same to him.   they had been solace for each other,   because between them it had been the most comfortable friendship in which they understood everything between them.   sure,   heâd had a crush.   they all had at some point.   bev was gorgeous,   she always had been and he was sure that she always would be.
    she is gorgeous.    that thought lingers as she leans into the hand heâs placed upon her cheek,   and she leans into his kiss to return it while his other hand slips beneath her shirt and settles warmth against her bra.   she arches,   and he can feel a shudder trailing up his spine in response.   his experience with women is..  well,  myra.   and that experience was lacking when it came to this.   he almost feels bad for the fact the thought of her doesnât dissuade him from what heâs doing,   from rocking his hips down against beverlyâs with a breathy groan against her skin.   heâs focused solely on bev,  and he shows that when both hands work her shirt up over her stomach and chest.
    they dip behind her,   working the hooks of her bra loose as his mouth focuses on the mark against her neck.   before kissing down,   eddie brings himself lower....   lower,   so his lips can brush the swell of her right breast before the bra too is shoved out of the way and lips seize a nipple,   teeth lightly grazing against it as his hands drop between them to work on ridding her of pants as well.   his own are popped undone as well while heâs at it,  to make everything easier,   and faster for the both of them.   â need you too..  so fucking bad,  bev. â   he murmurs against her skin,   tongue flicking against the nub his teeth had just lightly aggravated.   â but right now,   i want to see how gorgeous you look when iâm eating you out. â   after all,  she deserves to be spoiled.   sheâs busted her ass to take care of him,  to make sure he has everything he needs to recovery.