Eddie keeps an "after sex snack basket" for you on his beside table. He's got your favorites. Candy. Some pretzels (mostly for him). Little tiny bags of chips. They sit nicely next to his condoms and bottle of lube.
After he's done fucking you and cleaning you up. Double checking to see if you're okay. He'll quickly roll over, searching around to ask which snack you want. Getting you ready for another possible round. "Gotta build that strength back up." He grunted, leaning over to his table.
"Gummy bears?" Eddie asked over his shoulder, holding up a bag of haribos he replenished just for you.
You shake your head no with a pout on your face.
"Pretzels?" He tossed the gummy bears down, holding up a can of his favorite snack.
Your brows furrow in disgust. "No."
Eddies mouth gapes open as he lets out an exasperated sigh. "Cheeze itz?"
That's when you perk up and reach over for the bag of cheese flavored crackers. You and him laying close together, eating junk food and watching The Munsters on his TV. Laughing in sync together. Getting crumbs all in the bed. He'll hand you feed something he's eating, and you do the same for him.