[Tommy has enough moderation for the both of them - but it's been imposed on him, something prone to crack under strain when there's no immediate consequences in sight. More of Eddie isn't a consequence... or at least not one that he's bothered by. He kisses her until they're both panting, finally resting a hand to the mattress to keep them from tipping backward and his forehead to hers.] I swear I did not follow you up here to sleep with you.
[Yeah, he's repeating himself. But he's high and it feels necessary.]
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[Yeah, he's repeating himself. But he's high and it feels necessary.]