Another one for you my dear @typicalopposite, Brian and Eddie drunk kiss
It's set in the Blessings and Sins universe, but you don't have to be familiar to follow what's going on. All you have to know is that Brian left the priesthood to be with Eddie.
Father Brian/Eddie Diaz | Rated T | 946 words
Eddie sat on his couch, his ancient laptop a little too warm on his lap while he planned out his fantasy football lineup for the week, when he heard a muffled thump against the front door.
Maybe it was a package being delivered and someone had just sort of tossed it at his front door. It was kind of late for a delivery though.
He heard another soft thump and he turned to look in that direction.
Curious, he shut his laptop and set it on the coffee table then went to the front door. He pulled it open and Brian stumbled in. He would have completely faceplanted on the floor except Eddie caught him at the last minute and kept him upright.
“Brian, are you alright? Why didn’t you use your key?”
Brian leaned against Eddie and smiled widely at him. “I forgot it at my apartment,” he slurred, the scent of alcohol strong on his breath. “An’ you said I could come over after D&D.”
“I did say that,” Eddie said with amusement. “I didn’t realize you drank this much at your D&D nights.”
“It was Coop’s birthday an’ so we had some drinks,” Brian said.
“Alright, well, let’s sit you down and I’ll get you a glass of water,” Eddie said, steering them toward the couch.
Brian giggled to himself and started kissing Eddie’s neck while they walked, stumbling over his own feet.
Eddie had seen Brian buzzed before, a little giggly, but never this drunk.
“Focus, sweetheart,” Eddie said patiently, managing to get them around to the couch and deposited Brian onto it.
“C’mere, Eddie,” Brian said, reaching out for him. “I need a kiss, please.”
Well, he did say please. And he was very irresistible with his glowing pink cheeks, dopey smile, and shining hazel eyes.
Eddie bent down to give Brian a quick kiss, but Brian grabbed onto him and pulled Eddie down into his lap.
“Jesus…” Eddie exclaimed.
“Don’t bring him into it,” Brian said with a furrowed brow, wrapping his arms around Eddie’s waist. “It’s just you and me now.”
“Yes it is,” Eddie said, combing his fingers through Brian’s soft, blonde hair.
Brian leaned in and kissed the base of Eddie’s throat. “Chris isn’t here, right?”
“No, he’s at his friend’s house for a sleepover.”
“So we can have sex on the couch?” Brian grinned, sliding his hand up Eddie’s thigh, beneath his basketball shorts.
Eddie chuckled, patiently stopping Brian’s hand. “After you drink some water.”
Brian’s lower lip curved out into the cutest pout Eddie had ever seen.
“I didn’t say no,” Eddie assured him, then got up off his lap and went into the kitchen.
He was just filling a glass from the Brita pitcher he kept in the fridge when he heard footsteps that were not remotely discreet. He kept focused on his task, though, while Brian came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Eddie’s waist.
“You were taking too long” Brian said, pressing his cheek against the back of Eddie’s neck affectionately. “I missed you.”
Eddie smiled, admittedly enjoying this overly affectionate drunk version of his boyfriend. Not that Brian wasn’t affectionate sober, but this uninhibited version of him was sweet.
Eddie peeled Brian’s arms off him so he could turn around to face him, then held out the water glass.
Brian took the glass with a huff and took a few gulps. He set the glass down, then wiped his lips on the arm of his sleeve. “Happy?”
“Good,” Brian stepped forward and slipped his hands underneath Eddie’s tee shirt. His fingertips grazed over Eddie’s stomach. “Let’s make out.”
Eddie laughed, but didn’t argue, accepting a sloppy and enthusiastic kiss. Brian pushed Eddie back until he bumped against the counter.
“I want you to put a baby in me,” Brian said breathlessly.
Eddie chuckled. “Doesn’t quite work that way, babe, but I can try.”
Brian gave him a confused and borderline sad look. “What do you mean it doesn’t work?”
“You don’t have the right equipment, sweetheart," Eddie said gently.
Brian let out a resigned sigh, then held onto Eddie’s waist. “Imagine though, a cute little baby with your eyes and my nose.”
“You have a great nose,” Eddie said, pressing a kiss to it to punctuate the statement. That drew an adorable smile out of Brian.
“My lips are great too,” Brian said, puckering up and angling for a kiss.
Eddie obliged and gave him a kiss that Brian sank right into, leaning into Eddie.
They kissed and kissed until the kisses became slower and Brian pulled back to yawn.
“Alright, let’s go to bed,” Eddie said, gently herding him in that direction.
“But…couch sex.” Brian whined.
“You know,” Eddie said, pushing Brian down to sit at the foot of the bed. “If you’d just move in we’d have even more opportunities for couch sex.”
“That’s true…” Brian said, obediently lifting his arms and legs when told while Eddie got him changed into a tee shirt and a pair of pajama pants.
Eddie got Brian into bed and convinced him to drink half of a Gatorade before they sank down beneath the covers. They lay on their sides facing each other and Eddie pressed his hand against Brian’s cheek.
“I do want to have a baby though,” Brian said, seriousness breaking through the drunken haze in his eyes. “Someday.”
“Mmm,” Brian hummed, his eyes falling closed. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Eddie said. He watched Brian drift off to sleep, hoping his hangover wouldn’t be too brutal in the morning, but fully prepared to take care of him if it was.
