Oh, baby boy, all those girls and not one got kinky with you?
[ but the answer to his question about kissing definitely sounds like an invitation, so he leans forward like he's going for it but swerves at the last moment. ghosting his lips along Steve's jaw up towards his ear, Eddie finally moves his second hand down from where it had been counting and smooths it over Steve's hip until it can disappear into his back jean pocket. Steve's hair smells like whatever products he uses to make it defy gravity, and Eddie smiles at the thought that he'd preened before this. Eddie wants to kiss him so badly, but teasing first means it'll feel even better when he finally does. ]
The rules are so I don't just cuff you to the bed and have my wicked ways with you.
Once or twice. Most were pretty vanilla or couldn't handle rough sex.
[Most of those girls would argue that it was due to Steve's size. He wasn't called King Steve for nothing but a lot of the girls in Hawkins were pretty damn delicate and it had never been Steve's intent to hurt them no matter how many times he would get carried away. Sex was always meant to be enjoyable and Steve never wanted to make anyone he was with feel uncomfortable.
A soft growl curls within his throat as Eddie opts to tease. Fine, Steve can easily play this game too. It's what Steve Harrington does. That doesn't stop him from pressing his ass back against Eddie's palm, almost begging for Eddie to squeeze or slap. ]
What if I wanted that? What if I wanted you to have your way with me, huh?
[ Eddie hums in response to that growl and the way Steve's body betrays how badly he wants all of this, too. fine, if he wants to play tough, then Eddie isn't going to press the matter too much. it'll be even more fun to break Steve down, peel away those walls that he's got up around him, and leave him a shivering mess on the bed.
tracing the shell of Steve's ear with his tongue, Eddie starts to pull away but not before he nips at his ear lobe. his hands stay where they are as he takes a step forward, pushing at Steve to get him to start walking backward. ]
I'd ask where the fuck is your room in this giant house.
[Steve won't break so easily but he's up for the idea of what is running through that dirty, wild mind of Eddie Munson's. It's always thrilling to be with with a new partner and Steve's curiosity is starting to spike as to what Eddie is going to be like in bed.
Steve wants his mind to be blown, his body pleased in every damn way possible despite not ever being with another guy.
It's his turn to hum softly as those perfect lips tease at his ear. Fuck, Eddie will learn real quick that it's one of Steve's weak spots. It's a dead give a way with how suddenly his hips buck forward and his own hands fall to grip along Eddie's waist.]
Down the hall and to your left.
[He mutters as he begins to take steps backwards to move Eddie along.]
[ taking note of the reaction, Eddie files it into an exciting new corner of his brain labeled "sex with Steve fucking Harrington". he wants to figure out what spots make him shiver, things that'll drawn a moan from those pretty lips, how many times he can come in a night, if he'll really let Eddie fuck him.
with a destination, Eddie surges forward against Steve to get him moving faster. he kisses just beneath Steve's ear, curious if it'll get a reaction like the last touch, but doesn't linger as he mouths over Steve's neck beneath the line of his jaw to his throat. both hands slide into back jean pockets now, squeezing at Steve's perfect ass simply because he can and also to keep them close together as they stumble through the hall. ]
[Steve is going to blow his load before Eddie even gets started. Those warm lips against his heated skin feels incredible and it's a bit overwhelming that it feels like Eddie has done this to him a million times before with how perfectly Eddie seems to know what gets Steve riled up and going.
His head falls back slightly in response to the stimulation and soft moans are beginning to pour from his mouth as the two stumble along the massive hallway. His hands continue to grip along Eddie's hips, squeezing before he allows them to fall to Eddie's own ass in which he grabs in return.]
You gonna finger me like you said or was that more shooting off at the mouth?
[ humming triumphantly as Steve starts moaning, Eddie bites down on his neck to see how he likes it. he's not trying to play it tough by hiding how much he's enjoying it, so he's happy to groan his approval at the hands on his ass. Eddie's trying to keep track of where they are out of the corner of his eye, assuming the closed doors on the left that they pass aren't right and finally grinning when he sees the only open door and what could only be Steve's bedroom. ]
I'm gonna do everything I promised and more, big boy. And then when I'm done with you, if you've been good, I'll clean you up with my tongue while you sit on my face.
[ which is a plan he just decided on now, but it sounds fucking great to him. steering them into the open door, he doesn't bother to shut it behind them as they beeline for the bed. giving Steve's ass a final squeeze, Eddie withdraws his hands and starts pulling up on the hem of Steve's shirt to take it off of him.
[The sudden bite to the neck has Steve groaning even louder, hips bucking harder. Ding ding ding! You've just stumbled upon yet another weak spot, Eddie. Steve has never understood why attention given to both his ears or his neck drives him completely insane. He can't wait to finally be on his back with Eddie pinning him down, both their mouths finally getting to devour each other in a filthy manner. He wants to explore Eddie's own body, find his own weak spots and learn what sends the metalhead over the edge in ecstasy. ]
Want your tongue up my ass regardless if I'm a good boy for you or not, Munson. I wanna know what it feels like.
[He all but near yanks Eddie inside his bedroom even though their careless stumbling had been enjoyable. Steve wants to be pinned on his bed already, clothing optional.
He scoffs at the comment towards the hideous wallpaper. Eyes fixing Eddie with a look before his arms lift to help yank at his shirt.]
Fuck you, dude.
[He mutters as his shirt falls to the floor and he now stands shirtless. Not that Eddie hasn't seen him this exposed before. Only this time there is a little more scarring from his recent Upside Down encounter.]
[ that reaction makes Eddie grin against Steve's neck because he's definitely going to use this knowledge against him. ears, neck, and biting are all big targets in his mind now, eager to read Steve's body since he won't easily admit to things out loud.
Eddie can't help but laugh, the sound joyful rather than scathing. this is fun and exciting for him, finally able to act on thoughts that he's had for longer than he'd care to admit. getting to know Steve had definitely helped Eddie actually like him, to see how good of a person he is and how much he cares for his friends, but he would've been blind not to see how hot he was even back when he was still a jerk in high school. ]
That's not how it works, brat, but points for enthusiasm. [ biting again, this time higher up the column of Steve's neck, Eddie only pulls away when they need to get Steve's shirt over his head. Eddie has seen this view before, perfect in moonlight before his dive into the lake and bloody beneath his own vest, but nothing compares to now. his hands covered the scars that mirror Eddie's own, still hidden under his shirts and jacket and vest. he wonders if they're more sensitive at the edges and numb where the bats had gotten deeper, the way it is for Eddie's body.
one way to find out. with the shirt out of the way and his hands perfectly in position, it's easy for Eddie to push Steve back towards the bed, hoping he'll fall there rather than trying to save himself and stay upright. ]
[Eddie is free to use it to his advantage all he pleases and Steve will gladly encourage him to do so if he's feeling neglected. Eddie should already know that Steve craves attention like most but he's also extremely giving. In almost all his hookups his focus had always been on the girl and making her feel beyond incredible. Something that also seemed to come so natural for Steve.
He's never actually had anyone explore his own body beyond giving him head.
It'll be a nice change to have someone pay attention to his own body for a change and what better person than Eddie? Steve's been in slight denial when it comes to having any sort of feelings towards Eddie, especially sexual.
But secret wet dreams are a constant reminder.]
It is how it works, Munson. Want your tongue stuffed up me.
[Steve can also be a demanding brat when horny but Eddie's talk about Steve sitting on his face has left Steve hard as much as it has him curious. He doesn't even care if Eddie spreads his legs at this point.
As for his scars? They do have some sensitivity but that doesn't stop Steve from wanting to feel Eddie's hands on every inch of his body. He can feel the back of his legs hit the edge of his bed and much to Eddie's appreciation he doesn't buckle up.
[ he doesn't say it with any hint of sarcasm because he's going to praise Steve for being honest with his wants. it also means that he's more likely to actually give in an do it—not like there was a shadow of a doubt that he was going to go down on Steve. he's going to make the most of this opportunity, hoping they really can have the whole night to explore together and see if he can't get Steve a little addicted to cock.
watching him fall, Eddie stays standing for a second to look down at him in his glory. shirtless, hairy chest heaving, and cock hard against the fly of his jeans, Steve is a fucking vision. Eddie takes the opportunity to shrug off his jacket and vest in one go, tossing them towards the chair pushed in at Steve's desk. shirts can come later because his focus is on placing a knee on either side of Steve's hips, looming over him, and setting a hand high against the base of his neck. ]
You're fucking gorgeous. [ he leans over, putting a little of his weight on that hand, and kisses Steve like he's been wanting to all day, and a lot longer besides. ]
[Steve doesn't even hide the shiver that rushes down his whole body as Eddie praises him. Another twitch of his already aching cock against those tight jeans and there is a slight flick of his own tongue against his lips. His head is rushing with too many filthy thoughts of how this night could go and he's hoping that Eddie is in the mood to experiment all night. He has no intentions of rushing Eddie out when this night could be theirs.
And the only cock Steve is going to get addicted too is Eddie's.
His bedding feels cool against his heated skin, refreshing as his bright eyes gaze up at Eddie in pure arousal. His heart jumps within his chest as Eddie finally settles himself above him and Steve waits.
He has no time to spout out a cocky reply as those lips finally smash against his own and Steve moans against those perfect lips, a hand fisting in that fucking amazing hair.]
[ Eddie groans into the kiss, Steve's lips just as soft and plump as he'd imagine they'd be. the hand in his hair earns a moan that parts his lips against Steve's who obviously isn't the only one who likes hands in his hair. Eddie's more focused on other parts of Steve, though, like his sensitive neck where Eddie pushes a couple fingertips against his hammering pulse point or his dick where Eddie's already moving a hand between them to start working on popping the button and undoing the zipper.
uncharacteristically quiet given how much they'd bantered up until now, Eddie loses himself in the kiss. for now, he doesn't care who leads or follows as long as he can taste Steve and nip at his plush bottom lip, hopefully pulling more noises from him. ]
[Steve enjoys kissing as much as he does fucking. He prides himself on his kissing ability and for now he wants to taste Eddie on his tongue. His fingers pull at those dark locks, mouth parting to suck in Eddie's tongue so that they both can battle for dominance and tangle around each other. He wants to slow down every bit of this moment, capture it by each little detail and store it into his memory to replay later.
The taste of Eddie's mouth, those soft moans and the feeling of curly hair wrapped around his fingers.
Hips arch to encourage Eddie to finally pay attention to his throbbing cock. It's in extreme need to be released from the tightness of his jeans.
He groans again against those delightful lips as the kiss turns a bit more desperate.]
[ 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.
[Again, Steve Harrington has never been all talk. Yes, he does talk a big game from time to time but he never disappoints when it comes to finally getting down to the deed. He's an excellent kisser and he wants nothing more but to turn Eddie on with his mouth.
But in typical Eddie fashion the metalhead changes up the game by breaking the kiss and finger nails dig against flustered skin as Eddie finally frees his aching dick and a warm hand slips in to cup his size. This is the part where Eddie would discover the legends are true and the ladies weren't over exaggerating about Steve's size in order to stroke his already large ego.
You're welcome, Eddie.
And with that comment Steve gives a half smirk, hips pushing forward once again.]
That what you imagined?
[He moans rather loudly at the sudden bite but he also wastes no time doing as Eddie commands so that they can get these fucking jeans off him.]
[ Eddie's hardly small himself, but in that way that suits his height rather than being anything to crow about. he'd sort of chalked the rumors up to the exaggerating nature of passing information along, a game of social telephone adding details or spicing them up. Steve's size isn't one of those things, and it makes him all the more excited to totally ignore that cock for a while as he focuses on parts of Steve that probably haven't been explored much before. ]
Guess calling you big boy was more accurate than I thought.
[ grinning as he withdraws his hand completely, he scoots backwards on his knees so that he can start tugging down Steve's jeans and boxers simultaneously, feeling impatient about getting his hands on more skin. trapping athletic thighs beneath denim should be a crime, and Eddie's eager to get between them. once he's fully naked, clothes strewn across the floor, Eddie once again pauses to drink in the view. it's not lost on him that he's still fully clothed, but maybe that's a bit of the power play here, too. ]
[Steve is looking forward to exploring Eddie's own body. He wants to take in the sight of that lean body purely exposed for him and him only. It's silly how a sudden spike of jealous dances through Steve's own body at the thought of not being Eddie's first. That someone else has beaten him to that pleasure but that's alright. Steve will be Eddie's best without any question. As for ignoring the dick? Steve doesn't know how long he will be able to put up with the neglect but he'll challenge Eddie's teasing.
Cheeks flush the playful comment followed by a slight roll of his eyes.
His excited cock springs happily to life once set loose, bouncing slightly against Steve's bellybutton. Shit, it feels fucking incredible to finally be naked.
Even if he's the only one naked at the moment.
Eager eyes flick back up to gaze at Eddie soaking him in. His body shifting slightly as those eyes practically devour him. He's used to being unwrapped like a present and admired like the finest play thing. ]
[ humming at the lewd bounce of Steve's cock, Eddie leans down to put both hands on either of Steve's thighs and smooths them over all that newly bared skin. he pauses for a moment at his hips, one thumb tracing a line up the underside of Steve's cock from root to tip, but after that he keeps moving his hands higher. fingertips glide over the scars on Steve's ribs, and once he gets up to his chest, Eddie moves each hand beneath Steve's arms and starts pushing them up over his head. ]
God, you look delicious. [ still pushing his arms up, Eddie leans down to kiss Steve again. ] Good enough to eat. That's what you want, right Stevie? But I wonder where you want my tongue the most.
[Not once did Steve ever imagine his own dick would grow hard for another guy but Eddie Munson wasn't some guy that Steve was going to forget about once time passed. Eddie Munson was pretty damn unforgettable to begin with and honestly this was more than wanting to get his dick wet. His head falls back in pure bliss as calloused fingers explore newly exposed skin and that thumb teases his hard cock.
Shit. He was going to fucking lose himself in a heart beat.
He flinches slightly as Eddie lightly brushes against fresh scars. Steve isn't exactly used to them being touched and he would be lying if he weren't a bit embarrassed by them.
He follows suit as Eddie coaxes his arms up over his head, bright eyes peering back at Eddie desperately. Shit, that question. ]
You know where I want it, sweetheart but where are you going to put it first?
[ the endearment is enough to make him blush hotter than his already flushed face had been, embarrassment mixing with pleasure since the term could easily be as derogatory as it was affectionate. Eddie has no idea that Steve might be wanting anything more than just tonight, or even if he does, that it could go beyond being friends with benefits. unlike Steve, he's never dated anyone seriously or otherwise, never been chased after for any reason other than being wanted for murder. it's difficult for Eddie to imagine someone like Steve wanting him for something long term when he doesn't have much to offer besides a good night in bed or on drugs, at least from surface appearances. Eddie things that, given the chance, he'd be a pretty stellar boyfriend.
but he's not thinking about that because Steve is naked and hard and pliant under him. getting both arms high above his head, Eddie transfers both wrists to one of his hands so he can reach down to something at his hip. the jangle of his wallet chain is joined with another metallic sound, and a second later he's dangling handcuffs above Steve's head. ]
[Sometimes Steve forgets himself in the moment and his mouth just starts rattling off either sweet or vulgar things when he's being touched in all those right places. The ladies seemed to eat it up but it might be a little too soft when it comes to another man. He can pull back if Eddie needs or if a little pet name might seem a little too personal. It's also unclear as to what Eddie actually wants out of this, if he actually wants anything at all. Maybe that's something the two actually need to discuss before this progresses any further or maybe it's best not to talk about at all?
Regardless Steve isn't about to pull out of tonight unless Eddie is starting to have second thoughts. It might be a wise idea to not get fully involved with Steve Harrington considering he has the worst reputation as being the world's shittiest boyfriend ever.
Make wise choices, Eddie.
The sudden sound of jiggling metal catches Steve's attention and his dick gives a sudden twitch in anticipation. Well, well, Eddie wasn't all talk after all.
Fuck.]
Do I strike you as someone who's going to back out now?
[ even if it's a moment of vulnerability, the last thing Eddie wants to do is discourage Steve. most of the time, nicknames tossed at Eddie are hardly kind: freak, loser, fag, murderer. even Wayne who's been one of the only people ever to show him love is a typical man of his generation who calls him things like "boy" and the occasional "son" that used to make Eddie's heart clench before he got more used to it. the thought that Steve might call him "sweetheart" and mean it? Eddie may not survive the rush of affection that would bring him.
being honest about any of that is a terrifying thought right now since Eddie's working on the assumption that Steve is just looking to experiment, get his rocks off in a new and novel way. it's not that he thinks little of Steve but more himself, and there's still that part of his brain thinking about how Steve had looked like he was still in love with Nancy a few months ago.
right, no thinking about Nancy. Eddie's the one pinning Steve to his bed and threatening him with handcuffs while Steve's cock gives away how eager he is. ]
Nope. [ that's one of the things that Eddie likes about Steve, that he doesn't back down from a challenge. there's no need to say anything more as he flips one side of the cuffs open and leans down to kiss Steve, distracting him just in case he gets any funny ideas about moving his arms. Eddie cuffs one wrist, ratcheting it closed until there was only a finger of space left, before he loops it through the headboard and secures the other wrist in the same fashion. ] Stole these off a cop, so don't worry about breaking them if you wiggle around.
[Perhaps Steve is allowing himself to get a little to into this? He has no general knowledge of what kind of past relationships Eddie may have been involved in or the details about any of his hookups with girl or boy. He isn't aware that small pet names could come off as a trigger or might cause Eddie to feel a bit uncomfortable. Maybe Eddie doesn't prefer being that affectionate and Steve just needs to take a few steps back? He's already gotten his heart broken for diving right in once before, giving his heart over to someone who clearly didn't want it.
A huge part of him was terrified to take that chance again. It's more the fear of losing the person he cares about more than it is the rejection. Doesn't mean the rejection doesn't hurt any less.
It doesn't mean Steve isn't prepared for it to happen eventually. He's grasp onto the fact that maybe he's just unlovable or the universe is punishing him for all of those years he used to be a major asshole. Now, when it comes to his love for Nancy Wheeler that's one hell of a nut to crack open. Is he still actually in love with Nancy or is everyone around him constantly telling him that he is? Does he care about her? Obviously but the love he once had for her has slowly begun to fade into the reality of the two never getting back together. They are two very different people who happen to have two very different goals in life.
But tonight isn't about Nancy. It's about Eddie.
The one person actually brave enough to cuff Steve Harrington to a goddamn headboard and smirk down at him while doing so. He knows that Eddie is going to gloat about this in the days to come and most likely will never let Steve live this down.
He bites down upon his lower lip as the cuff clicks a little too perfectly around his wrist and Steve can't hold back the sudden laugh at Eddie's proud confession.]
[ Steve still looks unsure, so Eddie leans in to kiss him again while dragging both hands back down his arms. he digs his fingers in a bit at the meat of Steve's biceps then lightens the touch before settling over his ribs again. ] You can call me anything you like, baby.
[ now that he has Steve at his mercy, Eddie is hit with a moment of decision. so far, he's been able to push it off while teasing, but he'll feel like an asshole if he keeps stringing Steve along without a purpose. there's just so much that he wants to do, so many things he could introduce to Steve, and he wants to make the right choice for them both. Steve's laughter distracts him for the moment, though, and he grins down at him while drumming his fingers against Steve's sides. ]
You're pretty when you smile. [ leaning in, he decides that right now he isn't going to make a choice and instead lifts both hands to bury them in Steve's hair as he kisses him slow and deep. ]
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[ but the answer to his question about kissing definitely sounds like an invitation, so he leans forward like he's going for it but swerves at the last moment. ghosting his lips along Steve's jaw up towards his ear, Eddie finally moves his second hand down from where it had been counting and smooths it over Steve's hip until it can disappear into his back jean pocket. Steve's hair smells like whatever products he uses to make it defy gravity, and Eddie smiles at the thought that he'd preened before this. Eddie wants to kiss him so badly, but teasing first means it'll feel even better when he finally does. ]
The rules are so I don't just cuff you to the bed and have my wicked ways with you.
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[Most of those girls would argue that it was due to Steve's size. He wasn't called King Steve for nothing but a lot of the girls in Hawkins were pretty damn delicate and it had never been Steve's intent to hurt them no matter how many times he would get carried away. Sex was always meant to be enjoyable and Steve never wanted to make anyone he was with feel uncomfortable.
A soft growl curls within his throat as Eddie opts to tease. Fine, Steve can easily play this game too. It's what Steve Harrington does. That doesn't stop him from pressing his ass back against Eddie's palm, almost begging for Eddie to squeeze or slap. ]
What if I wanted that? What if I wanted you to have your way with me, huh?
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tracing the shell of Steve's ear with his tongue, Eddie starts to pull away but not before he nips at his ear lobe. his hands stay where they are as he takes a step forward, pushing at Steve to get him to start walking backward. ]
I'd ask where the fuck is your room in this giant house.
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Steve wants his mind to be blown, his body pleased in every damn way possible despite not ever being with another guy.
It's his turn to hum softly as those perfect lips tease at his ear. Fuck, Eddie will learn real quick that it's one of Steve's weak spots. It's a dead give a way with how suddenly his hips buck forward and his own hands fall to grip along Eddie's waist.]
Down the hall and to your left.
[He mutters as he begins to take steps backwards to move Eddie along.]
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with a destination, Eddie surges forward against Steve to get him moving faster. he kisses just beneath Steve's ear, curious if it'll get a reaction like the last touch, but doesn't linger as he mouths over Steve's neck beneath the line of his jaw to his throat. both hands slide into back jean pockets now, squeezing at Steve's perfect ass simply because he can and also to keep them close together as they stumble through the hall. ]
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His head falls back slightly in response to the stimulation and soft moans are beginning to pour from his mouth as the two stumble along the massive hallway. His hands continue to grip along Eddie's hips, squeezing before he allows them to fall to Eddie's own ass in which he grabs in return.]
You gonna finger me like you said or was that more shooting off at the mouth?
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I'm gonna do everything I promised and more, big boy. And then when I'm done with you, if you've been good, I'll clean you up with my tongue while you sit on my face.
[ which is a plan he just decided on now, but it sounds fucking great to him. steering them into the open door, he doesn't bother to shut it behind them as they beeline for the bed. giving Steve's ass a final squeeze, Eddie withdraws his hands and starts pulling up on the hem of Steve's shirt to take it off of him.
then he pauses.]
Dude, this wallpaper is fucking ugly.
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Want your tongue up my ass regardless if I'm a good boy for you or not, Munson. I wanna know what it feels like.
[He all but near yanks Eddie inside his bedroom even though their careless stumbling had been enjoyable. Steve wants to be pinned on his bed already, clothing optional.
He scoffs at the comment towards the hideous wallpaper. Eyes fixing Eddie with a look before his arms lift to help yank at his shirt.]
Fuck you, dude.
[He mutters as his shirt falls to the floor and he now stands shirtless. Not that Eddie hasn't seen him this exposed before. Only this time there is a little more scarring from his recent Upside Down encounter.]
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Eddie can't help but laugh, the sound joyful rather than scathing. this is fun and exciting for him, finally able to act on thoughts that he's had for longer than he'd care to admit. getting to know Steve had definitely helped Eddie actually like him, to see how good of a person he is and how much he cares for his friends, but he would've been blind not to see how hot he was even back when he was still a jerk in high school. ]
That's not how it works, brat, but points for enthusiasm. [ biting again, this time higher up the column of Steve's neck, Eddie only pulls away when they need to get Steve's shirt over his head. Eddie has seen this view before, perfect in moonlight before his dive into the lake and bloody beneath his own vest, but nothing compares to now. his hands covered the scars that mirror Eddie's own, still hidden under his shirts and jacket and vest. he wonders if they're more sensitive at the edges and numb where the bats had gotten deeper, the way it is for Eddie's body.
one way to find out. with the shirt out of the way and his hands perfectly in position, it's easy for Eddie to push Steve back towards the bed, hoping he'll fall there rather than trying to save himself and stay upright. ]
We'll get to you fucking me later, Stevie.
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He's never actually had anyone explore his own body beyond giving him head.
It'll be a nice change to have someone pay attention to his own body for a change and what better person than Eddie? Steve's been in slight denial when it comes to having any sort of feelings towards Eddie, especially sexual.
But secret wet dreams are a constant reminder.]
It is how it works, Munson. Want your tongue stuffed up me.
[Steve can also be a demanding brat when horny but Eddie's talk about Steve sitting on his face has left Steve hard as much as it has him curious. He doesn't even care if Eddie spreads his legs at this point.
As for his scars? They do have some sensitivity but that doesn't stop Steve from wanting to feel Eddie's hands on every inch of his body. He can feel the back of his legs hit the edge of his bed and much to Eddie's appreciation he doesn't buckle up.
He falls straight back.]
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[ he doesn't say it with any hint of sarcasm because he's going to praise Steve for being honest with his wants. it also means that he's more likely to actually give in an do it—not like there was a shadow of a doubt that he was going to go down on Steve. he's going to make the most of this opportunity, hoping they really can have the whole night to explore together and see if he can't get Steve a little addicted to cock.
watching him fall, Eddie stays standing for a second to look down at him in his glory. shirtless, hairy chest heaving, and cock hard against the fly of his jeans, Steve is a fucking vision. Eddie takes the opportunity to shrug off his jacket and vest in one go, tossing them towards the chair pushed in at Steve's desk. shirts can come later because his focus is on placing a knee on either side of Steve's hips, looming over him, and setting a hand high against the base of his neck. ]
You're fucking gorgeous. [ he leans over, putting a little of his weight on that hand, and kisses Steve like he's been wanting to all day, and a lot longer besides. ]
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And the only cock Steve is going to get addicted too is Eddie's.
His bedding feels cool against his heated skin, refreshing as his bright eyes gaze up at Eddie in pure arousal. His heart jumps within his chest as Eddie finally settles himself above him and Steve waits.
He has no time to spout out a cocky reply as those lips finally smash against his own and Steve moans against those perfect lips, a hand fisting in that fucking amazing hair.]
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uncharacteristically quiet given how much they'd bantered up until now, Eddie loses himself in the kiss. for now, he doesn't care who leads or follows as long as he can taste Steve and nip at his plush bottom lip, hopefully pulling more noises from him. ]
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The taste of Eddie's mouth, those soft moans and the feeling of curly hair wrapped around his fingers.
Hips arch to encourage Eddie to finally pay attention to his throbbing cock. It's in extreme need to be released from the tightness of his jeans.
He groans again against those delightful lips as the kiss turns a bit more desperate.]
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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.
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But in typical Eddie fashion the metalhead changes up the game by breaking the kiss and finger nails dig against flustered skin as Eddie finally frees his aching dick and a warm hand slips in to cup his size. This is the part where Eddie would discover the legends are true and the ladies weren't over exaggerating about Steve's size in order to stroke his already large ego.
You're welcome, Eddie.
And with that comment Steve gives a half smirk, hips pushing forward once again.]
That what you imagined?
[He moans rather loudly at the sudden bite but he also wastes no time doing as Eddie commands so that they can get these fucking jeans off him.]
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Guess calling you big boy was more accurate than I thought.
[ grinning as he withdraws his hand completely, he scoots backwards on his knees so that he can start tugging down Steve's jeans and boxers simultaneously, feeling impatient about getting his hands on more skin. trapping athletic thighs beneath denim should be a crime, and Eddie's eager to get between them. once he's fully naked, clothes strewn across the floor, Eddie once again pauses to drink in the view. it's not lost on him that he's still fully clothed, but maybe that's a bit of the power play here, too. ]
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Cheeks flush the playful comment followed by a slight roll of his eyes.
His excited cock springs happily to life once set loose, bouncing slightly against Steve's bellybutton. Shit, it feels fucking incredible to finally be naked.
Even if he's the only one naked at the moment.
Eager eyes flick back up to gaze at Eddie soaking him in. His body shifting slightly as those eyes practically devour him. He's used to being unwrapped like a present and admired like the finest play thing. ]
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God, you look delicious. [ still pushing his arms up, Eddie leans down to kiss Steve again. ] Good enough to eat. That's what you want, right Stevie? But I wonder where you want my tongue the most.
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Shit. He was going to fucking lose himself in a heart beat.
He flinches slightly as Eddie lightly brushes against fresh scars. Steve isn't exactly used to them being touched and he would be lying if he weren't a bit embarrassed by them.
He follows suit as Eddie coaxes his arms up over his head, bright eyes peering back at Eddie desperately. Shit, that question. ]
You know where I want it, sweetheart but where are you going to put it first?
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[ the endearment is enough to make him blush hotter than his already flushed face had been, embarrassment mixing with pleasure since the term could easily be as derogatory as it was affectionate. Eddie has no idea that Steve might be wanting anything more than just tonight, or even if he does, that it could go beyond being friends with benefits. unlike Steve, he's never dated anyone seriously or otherwise, never been chased after for any reason other than being wanted for murder. it's difficult for Eddie to imagine someone like Steve wanting him for something long term when he doesn't have much to offer besides a good night in bed or on drugs, at least from surface appearances. Eddie things that, given the chance, he'd be a pretty stellar boyfriend.
but he's not thinking about that because Steve is naked and hard and pliant under him. getting both arms high above his head, Eddie transfers both wrists to one of his hands so he can reach down to something at his hip. the jangle of his wallet chain is joined with another metallic sound, and a second later he's dangling handcuffs above Steve's head. ]
Last chance to say no, Steve.
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[Sometimes Steve forgets himself in the moment and his mouth just starts rattling off either sweet or vulgar things when he's being touched in all those right places. The ladies seemed to eat it up but it might be a little too soft when it comes to another man. He can pull back if Eddie needs or if a little pet name might seem a little too personal. It's also unclear as to what Eddie actually wants out of this, if he actually wants anything at all. Maybe that's something the two actually need to discuss before this progresses any further or maybe it's best not to talk about at all?
Regardless Steve isn't about to pull out of tonight unless Eddie is starting to have second thoughts. It might be a wise idea to not get fully involved with Steve Harrington considering he has the worst reputation as being the world's shittiest boyfriend ever.
Make wise choices, Eddie.
The sudden sound of jiggling metal catches Steve's attention and his dick gives a sudden twitch in anticipation. Well, well, Eddie wasn't all talk after all.
Fuck.]
Do I strike you as someone who's going to back out now?
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[ even if it's a moment of vulnerability, the last thing Eddie wants to do is discourage Steve. most of the time, nicknames tossed at Eddie are hardly kind: freak, loser, fag, murderer. even Wayne who's been one of the only people ever to show him love is a typical man of his generation who calls him things like "boy" and the occasional "son" that used to make Eddie's heart clench before he got more used to it. the thought that Steve might call him "sweetheart" and mean it? Eddie may not survive the rush of affection that would bring him.
being honest about any of that is a terrifying thought right now since Eddie's working on the assumption that Steve is just looking to experiment, get his rocks off in a new and novel way. it's not that he thinks little of Steve but more himself, and there's still that part of his brain thinking about how Steve had looked like he was still in love with Nancy a few months ago.
right, no thinking about Nancy. Eddie's the one pinning Steve to his bed and threatening him with handcuffs while Steve's cock gives away how eager he is. ]
Nope. [ that's one of the things that Eddie likes about Steve, that he doesn't back down from a challenge. there's no need to say anything more as he flips one side of the cuffs open and leans down to kiss Steve, distracting him just in case he gets any funny ideas about moving his arms. Eddie cuffs one wrist, ratcheting it closed until there was only a finger of space left, before he loops it through the headboard and secures the other wrist in the same fashion. ] Stole these off a cop, so don't worry about breaking them if you wiggle around.
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A huge part of him was terrified to take that chance again. It's more the fear of losing the person he cares about more than it is the rejection. Doesn't mean the rejection doesn't hurt any less.
It doesn't mean Steve isn't prepared for it to happen eventually. He's grasp onto the fact that maybe he's just unlovable or the universe is punishing him for all of those years he used to be a major asshole. Now, when it comes to his love for Nancy Wheeler that's one hell of a nut to crack open. Is he still actually in love with Nancy or is everyone around him constantly telling him that he is? Does he care about her? Obviously but the love he once had for her has slowly begun to fade into the reality of the two never getting back together. They are two very different people who happen to have two very different goals in life.
But tonight isn't about Nancy. It's about Eddie.
The one person actually brave enough to cuff Steve Harrington to a goddamn headboard and smirk down at him while doing so. He knows that Eddie is going to gloat about this in the days to come and most likely will never let Steve live this down.
He bites down upon his lower lip as the cuff clicks a little too perfectly around his wrist and Steve can't hold back the sudden laugh at Eddie's proud confession.]
Of course you did.
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[ now that he has Steve at his mercy, Eddie is hit with a moment of decision. so far, he's been able to push it off while teasing, but he'll feel like an asshole if he keeps stringing Steve along without a purpose. there's just so much that he wants to do, so many things he could introduce to Steve, and he wants to make the right choice for them both. Steve's laughter distracts him for the moment, though, and he grins down at him while drumming his fingers against Steve's sides. ]
You're pretty when you smile. [ leaning in, he decides that right now he isn't going to make a choice and instead lifts both hands to bury them in Steve's hair as he kisses him slow and deep. ]
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