[ Steve definitely deserves that pride as he makes Eddie melt from the kisses, mind going fuzzy and struggling to stay on track with anything not involving Steve's tongue against his.
getting his jeans off is worth focusing on, though, so Eddie pulls away from Steve's lips and starts kissing down his neck again. the hand on his neck drags down Steve's chest, blunt nails scraping through his chest hair and over his skin on the way down to help his other hand with the rest of undoing Steve's fly. once it's open, Eddie sticks a hand inside to feel Steve through his boxers and his breath hitches at the size. ]
Jesus Christ, Harrington. [ he bites down at the crook of Steve's neck to stifle his own moan as he slowly withdraws his hand, palm flat over his cock to give it a stroke on the way up, and then Eddie sits up entirely. ] Scoot up so we can get these off'a you.
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getting his jeans off is worth focusing on, though, so Eddie pulls away from Steve's lips and starts kissing down his neck again. the hand on his neck drags down Steve's chest, blunt nails scraping through his chest hair and over his skin on the way down to help his other hand with the rest of undoing Steve's fly. once it's open, Eddie sticks a hand inside to feel Steve through his boxers and his breath hitches at the size. ]
Jesus Christ, Harrington. [ he bites down at the crook of Steve's neck to stifle his own moan as he slowly withdraws his hand, palm flat over his cock to give it a stroke on the way up, and then Eddie sits up entirely. ] Scoot up so we can get these off'a you.