After a few months of dating, it was inevitable that the dynamic between the two of you would... heat up a little more. And Eddie? Well, he not only accepted this change but revered it. He had an insatiable thirst to uncover every secret of your body. He loved, above all, discovering what made you lose control. There was nothing that satisfied him more than finding that exact spot that made your back arch in a perfect curve and forced those divine sounds, low moans and incoherent whispers, to escape your throat like a symphonic orchestra played exclusively for his ears. There was nothing in the world that fed him more selfishly than knowing that he was the only one responsible for dismantling your composure.

During those months of meticulous and dedicated exploration, one discovery in particular stood out and became his favorite: the extraordinary and almost painful sensitivity you had in your breasts. In fact, Eddie vividly remembers the exact day he made this observation. It was a moment when he was a little... stunned? It was difficult to explain the expression on his face at that instant, a mixture of pure surprise and absolute delight. But one thing was easy to decipher, even for him: the raw, visible satisfaction that shone in his dark eyes as he realized that you had simply melted completely, like butter in his hands, in just a few minutes with the devoted and warm attention of his mouth. For Eddie, discovering your weaknesses wasn't just a game; god, it was almost a life mission, a sacred calling to ensure you always felt good in his care.

If you were stressed because of work or college, no problem at all: in a matter of two seconds, he would already ready to use his bare hands to soothe any stress that accumulated in you.

If you couldn't sleep? Okay, he was already tying his hair in a messy ponytail, ready to exhaust you in the best way possible so that sleep would come quickly afterward.

Well, if you ask him, today was one of those days when the world simply insisted on irritating you, it seemed like a cosmic conspiracy to test your patience, throwing incompetent, stupid, and clueless people at you as if it were a direct provocation. It was easy to see your state. You arrived at the trailer almost breaking the door with the brute force with which you slammed it, muttering impolite words about idiots who were annoying you on the new story project.

No matter how bad your mood or how angry you were, Eddie found himself smiling as soon as he saw you, already amused in advance just knowing how that situation would end. He knew that your anger was the perfect fuel for what he had in mind, and he was more than ready to be your relief.

"Hey, hey, hey. What's wrong? I can almost see the smoke coming out of your head with all that anger."

He said, in that deep, playful voice, as he leaned back on his knees, his face drawing closer to hers with a wide grin, ready to disarm her irritation in the only way he knew how.