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You're not losing me. Trust me. I'm not going anywhere.

[ It feels so corny, but he really does mean every word. Long before he'd spilled all of his feelings out, Steve's been one of the best things that's happened to him in a long time. If Steve hadn't felt the same way he did, he would've gotten over it eventually. It'd be worth suffering through. ]

I mean, we could always order a pizza later. I'm not actually that hungry...

I hope not.

[Steve doesn't want to lose more people. He's lost Nancy and eventually Robin will want to go off to college. Same with those little assholes. Steve isn't going to be needed anymore.

Wanted and that's terrifying. ]

We could.....

Steve...

[ Eddie lets go of Steve's hand, only so he can lay his own on Steve's thigh one more time. He tilts his head to the side, looking up at him through his eyelashes. ]

Tell me what you want. 'Cause -- I want you, and... We've only got a few hours of privacy at my place.

[Christ, if Eddie keeps touching him like this Steve is going to lose his damn mind. He curses his body for being so sensitive, for being so responsive to touch.

And he's trapped dick is starting to grow hard and aching.]

...You won't regret it later, right?

Why would I ask you if I thought I'd regret it later?

[ Eddie's tongue flicks out over his lips, still watching Steve intently. He's never felt so needy so quickly, so eager to explore and touch. Then again, has anyone as perfect as Steve wanted him like this before? He traces one of the seams on Steve's jeans with his fingertip, leaning in a little closer to him. ]

It's not like I don't already know I really, really like you.

It's normal to worry about that kinda thing, okay?

[Because in the back of his mind he knows he was most likely a regret to Nancy. Shit, probably other girls too.

And now here Eddie Munson is looking at him with such want and desire. Shit, touch him already.

Lips inches apart. ]

I wouldn't have guessed.

Sure. I'm just telling you that you really don't have to. Not with me.

[ It dawns on him that they're just staring each other down, the car slowed to a stop. So close, but what if someone sees them? This town is too damn small to get caught like this, and that'll really scare Steve away. ]

Steve -- if you don't want me to kiss you right here and now, I'm gonna need you to take us somewhere where I can.

...Please?

Back to your place?

[Although, Steve knows of a few private spots that go and enjoy each other's company. He wants Eddie to be comfortable, he wants him to feel safe.

That's if Steve doesn't break first. ]

Unless you've got any better ideas - yeah.

[ So they're seriously doing this. Eddie's nervous all over again, biting his bottom lip but not moving his hand from Steve's thigh. It's almost like he's scared if he stops touching him, he might change his mind. ]

We could always drive the van out somewhere quiet later tonight, too.

[ He chuckles. ]

If you're not totally sick of me by then.

Yeah? I really like the sound of that.

[That's if the two of them can pry themselves away from the other. Steve can feel his heart racing all over again as he routes them back towards the trailer park.

This is insane. This is goddamn madness and Steve's head is spinning. He wants Eddie on his mouth, those hands on his body. ]

I couldn't get sick of you.

I mean it's not exactly fancy like your car, but there's lots of room in the back and nobody's gonna get mad at you for smoking inside. Throw a couple blankets in there, it's almost cozy.

[ Truthfully? It's a piece of shit. Mostly it gets used for hauling the band's equipment and the occasional smoke sesh, but if it means he can steal more privacy with Steve? It may as well be a Ferrari. ]

Famous last words. I'll hold you to it.

[ The drive back, short as it is, feels longer than ever. Eddie knows if they were in the van, he'd be pressing the pedal to the floor right about now, so maybe it's best that Steve's behind the wheel.

Once they make it back to the trailer park, Eddie nearly trips over his feet going up his front steps, but manages to unlock the door and hold it open for Steve. ]

After you.

[ As he closes the door behind them, his heart feels like it's crawling its way up his throat. He locks it - just in case - but after that, his attention's all on Steve. ]

C'mere.

Now who's the romantic?

[Steve offers a teasing grin as he practically speeds back to the trailer park. The idea of being alone in the back of Eddie's van sounds intoxicating. A feeling that Steve could get used too.

Christ, the drive back feels like a goddamn lifetime but once they reach the trailer park, all is still and silent. Steve all but jumps out of his vehicle, following Eddie desperately to his trailer.

Once inside and secured, he turns to gently pin Eddie against the closed door as their lips finally crash together.]

[ Eddie's happy to let Steve take the lead, letting his eyes fall closed as the gap between them closes. Steve's lips are so soft against his own, and he can't help smiling against his mouth.

Things start slowly, more chaste. But Eddie's eager for more, nipping at Steve's bottom lip with a sigh, sucking it between his teeth. His head is spinning, every nerve in his body set alight. ]

Fuck, you're perfect.

[ One hand finds Steve's hip, urging him closer, wanting to press his body up against his. Eddie's already half-hard in his jeans, and he wants Steve to know it's all because of him. ]

[Steve has always been well known to take the lead when it comes to anything sexual and he's confident when doing so. It surprises him a bit that kissing Eddie also feels natural and it's easy.

Its-

Delicious and addictive.

His own mouth all but devours Eddie's own. His tongue licks and his own lips nip back playfully. ]

I am.

[He smirks against Eddie's mouth, a hand resting along Eddie's hip. ]

[ Eddie feels a shiver go up the back of his neck as Steve's tongue slides against his own, groaning softly into his mouth. He pulls him in even closer, wanting to memorize the way he feels, the way he tastes.

God, even the way he smells is addictive.

His fingers find their way under the back of Steve's shirt, hungry to touch him wherever he can. His skin is so soft, an incredible contrast to the firm muscles beneath. ]

Why did I have a feeling you'd say that?

[ He rolls his eyes before nudging Steve's nose with his own, his nails ever so slightly digging into his back. Just to test the waters. ]

I think we should go to my room, Mr. Perfect.

[Steve is biting back moan after moan, chest pressed firm and warm against Eddie's own. Both bodies mold perfectly together as if they were meant to be. It's an overwhelming sensation. Just like his tongue in Eddie's mouth, lapping at every taste.

Christ.

He needs to be played with.

He chuckles softly against Eddie's neck, followed by a few playful nips. ]

Sounds good. I'm all yours.

[ Eddie can't help the whimper that escapes him as Steve's teeth graze his throat, digging his short nails in deeper against his back. It's so hard to pull away, even knowing it'll only be for a brief moment.

I'm all yours. The sentiment gives him butterflies. ]

C'mon, then, cowboy.

[ Withdrawing his hands from under Steve's shirt, Eddie cups either side of his face to bring him in for one more bruising kiss. From there, he takes him by the hand, grinning as he walks them down the short hallway to his bedroom.

That door is swiftly closed and locked behind them as well, and Eddie's back on Steve, walking him backwards toward his bed. His hands start at Steve's hips, but he just can't resist grabbing a handful of that perfect ass. ]

Fuck, Steve...

[Steve doesn't want the kisses to break, he doesn’t want the taste of Eddie to fade from his tongue. Let it be known that Steve Harrington is a kisser and he's damn talented with his mouth.

He groans deep against Eddie's throat as those nails bite at his skin. Little secret, Steve loves it when his partner makes him up. Call it a kink if you will.

He smirks once more as Eddie tugs him down the small hallway and within seconds they are entangled once more. Shit, his ass feels so damn perfect within Eddie's hands. ]

You're gorgeous. You know that?

[ Gorgeous is, admittedly, a new one for him. Most of the times he's gotten called pretty it wasn't meant to be a compliment, and even then, pretty isn't gorgeous. Eddie grins into another kiss, giving Steve's ass another squeeze. ]

Who, me? Tell me more.

[ As much as it pains him to move his hands away, Eddie lets go of Steve so he can sit him down on the edge of his bed, standing over him and running his fingers up his abdomen, the other hand clutching a fistful of his polo shirt. ]

Can I take this off?

Yes you.

[Steve coos as he glances at Eddie through perfect eyelashes. His heart is starting to race again, his body growing how with anticipation. His dick is aching behind tight jeans. ]

And you're really fucking hot.

[Spoken genuinely as he yearns to be explored by those hands.]

Mhmm.

[ Eddie pulls back from him just enough to tug Steve's shirt over his head, tossing it aside to be dealt with later.

He's seen him without his shirt off before, but it's different like this, up close, flushed and hot to the touch. All for him.

Fingers drag down Steve's chest, Eddie humming with approval at how soft the dark hair there is. He stops to tease at a nipple with his thumb, watching and listening for Steve's reaction. ]

God, I could just eat you alive.

[ He brings a knee up onto the bed so he can straddle Steve's lap, moaning into his mouth as he grinds against him. ]

Fuck. S'that all for me?

[Steve's scarred skin is flushed from all this excitement, from being so goddamned worked up due to Eddie's mouth and hands. However, Steve is a bit embarrassed by the scars left from the Upside Down.

He's well aware of how ugly they are. How they ruin his once perfect skin.

Shit.

He moans softly as those hands drag down his chest, tease at his nipple. His hips arch into Eddie's perfect ass, dick rock hard. ]

You gonna? And yep. All yours.

[ Eddie's not bothered by the scars - he's got some of his own, too, but he was never all that fond of the way his body looked to begin with. In his eyes? Steve looks badass. Is badass.

...Shit. Is he doing that trauma bonding thing like Nancy and Jonathan? This is not the time to worry about it. Not when Steve's moaning under him, straining in his jeans. He takes this as a good sign, teasing both nipples, feeling them stiffen under his fingers. ]

You know it. Anything you want, but - god I wanna put my mouth on you.

[ He starts by ducking his head down to suck a dark mark where Steve's throat meets his shoulder, sighing against his skin. He doesn't know if he's going too fast, but he's stopped caring. ]

Let's -- get up on the bed. And get you out of these goddamn jeans.

[Dark eyes flutter in appreciation, hips still arching to press firmly against Eddie's ass. He's going to lose his mind if Eddie keeps this up but shit, Steve is living for it. He can't remember the last time someone's touch felt this electric.

Not even Nancy can compare to the rush Eddie is giving him. ]

Think you can handle me?

[It's cocky as hell but it's also pure Steve Harrington. He leans up, nipping at Eddie's neck. ]

Let's get you out of that damn jacket first.

[ Eddie's breaths hitch in his throat every time Steve rolls his hips up to press his erection against him. There's far too much fucking fabric between them and Eddie feels like he's burning up. ]

I think - you underestimate me.

[ Steve's big. Eddie can tell even now. And yeah, it's a bit intimidating, but he's also never wanted anyone like this before. Not even close.

Pulling away is even more difficult to bear now, but Eddie manages to get back to his feet, shucking off his jacket. It's thrown aside without hesitation, the chains and pins clattering against the floor.

From there he crawls up onto the bed, much less eager to get out of the rest of his clothing than he is to get Steve out of his. He's not muscular like Steve is, doesn't wear his scars so well.

...He'll get there eventually. For now, Eddie urges Steve further onto the bed, pulling him into another kiss and letting his hands trail down his chest, his stomach, down to the fly of his jeans. His fingertips tease, his own cock throbbing with need in response. ]

Christ, Harrington. No wonder you're cocky.

eddie continues to make poor self-care decisions LOL

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Slap it, Eddie 🍑

AS SOON AS STEVE AINT SITTIN ON IT

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YIPPEEEE they did it!!!!

They deserve kisses!

they deserve THE WORLD

And MORE!

oh there will be more >:)

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Get that 🎂, Eddie!

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