[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. ]
[Steve's smile softens a little at that but for now he'll keep the pet names to himself for the sake of not wanting to make Eddie uncomfortable or feel weird. He sucks in a sudden hiss as those nails pierce flesh unexpectedly. His noises are suddenly silenced by those lips pressing back against his own once again.
Steve is used to being teased from time to time. Some girls think it's cute while others have gotten scared when it comes to finally giving it up. So if Eddie really was nothing but talk Steve wouldn't be all that surprised despite being curious to learn and try new things sexually. He isn't going to press Eddie into anything and by now Steve is pretty content with what Eddie has to offer.
He had not expected for Eddie to suddenly call him pretty during their sexual banter and yet again before he has any chance to respond, Eddie's lips are back on his own within seconds. He whines softly into the kiss, hips arching as long fingers entangle within his perfectly placed locks.
It's pretty damn unfair that he can't return the favor.]
[ Eddie greedily swallows down that whine, eager to pull more of them from Steve. his hands are definitely going to ruin that perfect hair, gripping tighter and using it to angle Steve just right for the kiss. the night is young and he wants to taste every bit of Steve Harrington he can, starting with licking into his mouth. those bucking hips won't do much good when Eddie can easily sit his weight down on them, and though Steve is definitely the stronger of the two, he's also cuffed in place. ]
Delicious. [ he says it as he breaks the kiss to nip at Steve's lower lip, hands slipping a little lower so he can press his thumbs over the pulse points hammering on either side of Steve's neck. ] Time to find out how good the rest of you tastes.
[ contrary to what he'd like to do, however, he doesn't rush it. turning Steve's head to one side, Eddie kisses down his neck and leaves a trail of bites in his wake, just enough to redden the skin. hickeys on the neck of Steve Harrington are hardly surprising, so Eddie isn't worrying about leaving any marks behind. he's even emboldened to leave some by the thought that it might keep the women of Hawkins away from him for a little while, and thinking of them being jealous because of a guy like Eddie Munson makes him grin and bite down hard at the crook of Steve's neck. ]
[It would be a sin to not mess up those perfect locks with rough tags and yanks. Steve Harrington's hair was meant to give a damb good ruffle when it came to foreplay and sex. His moans are muffled once again, his tongue eagerly curling back around Eddie's own the moment their lips crash right back together. He's perfectly content with just this if need be. He's learning that he could literally kiss Eddie for hours because he's pretty damn greedy. Throaty moans are exchanged with a soft growl as Eddie puts a sudden stop to his rocking hips.
Well played. ]
Like goddamn heavin.
[It's a very cocky reply but Steve has never once gotten a complaint from the ladies when it came to licking, kissing or sucking any part of him. He's free for Eddie to take and Steve isn't about to sit any kind of ground rules himself because he wants to be spontaneous and adventurous.
His eyes near roll back into his skull the very second Eddie starts his attack on Steve's neck, leaving his mark as so many girls have before him. Now Steve Harrington has never been one to shy away from showing off his earned love marks and Eddie sure as hell is earning that honor.]
[ it is cocky, but Eddie doesn't mind that. if there's one person in town who has the right to praise himself it's Steve, who is not only gorgeous but also a good person. it's damn unfair that he has so much going for him, making Eddie wonder why it is that he seems to be having so much trouble with finding someone to go steady with. maybe with all of those incredible features, it makes him picky, but then he wouldn't be letting Eddie Munson cuff him.
humming a reply, more focused on the actual tasting than responding to Steve, Eddie kisses down the center of Steve's chest. Eddie doesn't remember him having so much chest hair in high school—he was a closeted queer who had PE with Steve, sue him—and wonders vaguely if he used to shave it for some reason. smoothing his hands down from Steve's hair, Eddie drags his fingers through the dark curls on his chest and tightens the grip of one hand just enough to experiment with Steve's reaction. ]
[Cocky and sexy are the definition of Steve Harrington and that would never change. He prides himself on both as egotistical as it is but he has learned how to pull it all back and focus more on his actual personality. He would argue that he wasn't this good, great person but he's putting in the effort to change. He wants to be better and put his days of being a total asshole behind him for good. He hopes to achieve that some day.
As for his dating status? It's been pretty complicated after his nasty split from Nancy. It's easy to say that his ego took a harsh hit and that he lost his appeal to the ladies. Maybe they thought the legend of Steve Harrington was all a lie since Nancy left him and jumped right on Byers' dick. Had to be something right?
For the billionth time that night Steve finds his cheeks going flushed as those musician's fingers glide through his chest hair. At first it had been something Steve was a bit embarrassed of because most girls liked it but some didn't either. It was a hit or miss which is to be expected but it seems Eddie is a bit fixated on the dark curls.
And then comes the sudden tight grip that pulls another throaty groan from his lips and his back to arch in pleasure.
[ Eddie isn't above being a little mean, but the fact that Steve is reacting well to the bits of pain do bode well. he's not a sadist, no matter what the rest of Hellfire says, but he also doesn't want to be tiptoeing around when he'd like to bruise and bite all that tan skin. ] You like it rough, baby?
[ keeping the grip he has with one hand, the other drags down heavily across Steve's chest. he's got fairly long nails on this hand, good for playing guitar and leaving red lines across sensitive skin all the way down to his navel. he can feel Steve's cock where it's hard beneath him, pressed against his own still in his jeans that he hasn't paused to take off. ] Already squirming around like this, may I gonna have to tie your legs down so you don't try and rush me?
[It isn't much of a secret that Steve appreciates getting marked up every once in awhile. He's sported a few good hickies during his time at Hawkins High, had girls claw his back up because the sex was phenomenal and they lost themselves. He isn't a stranger to a little roughness and the deep, throaty moans slipping from his lips are a clear indication that yes, yes he does like it rough.
And the idea of Eddie "The Freak" Munson marking him up, claiming him for all the pretty girls to get jealous over has Steve feeling both intrigued and amused. The way his back tries to arch again I'd basically asking Eddie to leave each and every mark upon his skin possible so that Eddie can proudly smirk to himself about it later.]
Maybe you should take those fucking jeans off instead? Let me get a good look at you.
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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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Steve is used to being teased from time to time. Some girls think it's cute while others have gotten scared when it comes to finally giving it up. So if Eddie really was nothing but talk Steve wouldn't be all that surprised despite being curious to learn and try new things sexually. He isn't going to press Eddie into anything and by now Steve is pretty content with what Eddie has to offer.
He had not expected for Eddie to suddenly call him pretty during their sexual banter and yet again before he has any chance to respond, Eddie's lips are back on his own within seconds. He whines softly into the kiss, hips arching as long fingers entangle within his perfectly placed locks.
It's pretty damn unfair that he can't return the favor.]
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Delicious. [ he says it as he breaks the kiss to nip at Steve's lower lip, hands slipping a little lower so he can press his thumbs over the pulse points hammering on either side of Steve's neck. ] Time to find out how good the rest of you tastes.
[ contrary to what he'd like to do, however, he doesn't rush it. turning Steve's head to one side, Eddie kisses down his neck and leaves a trail of bites in his wake, just enough to redden the skin. hickeys on the neck of Steve Harrington are hardly surprising, so Eddie isn't worrying about leaving any marks behind. he's even emboldened to leave some by the thought that it might keep the women of Hawkins away from him for a little while, and thinking of them being jealous because of a guy like Eddie Munson makes him grin and bite down hard at the crook of Steve's neck. ]
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Well played. ]
Like goddamn heavin.
[It's a very cocky reply but Steve has never once gotten a complaint from the ladies when it came to licking, kissing or sucking any part of him. He's free for Eddie to take and Steve isn't about to sit any kind of ground rules himself because he wants to be spontaneous and adventurous.
His eyes near roll back into his skull the very second Eddie starts his attack on Steve's neck, leaving his mark as so many girls have before him. Now Steve Harrington has never been one to shy away from showing off his earned love marks and Eddie sure as hell is earning that honor.]
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humming a reply, more focused on the actual tasting than responding to Steve, Eddie kisses down the center of Steve's chest. Eddie doesn't remember him having so much chest hair in high school—he was a closeted queer who had PE with Steve, sue him—and wonders vaguely if he used to shave it for some reason. smoothing his hands down from Steve's hair, Eddie drags his fingers through the dark curls on his chest and tightens the grip of one hand just enough to experiment with Steve's reaction. ]
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As for his dating status? It's been pretty complicated after his nasty split from Nancy. It's easy to say that his ego took a harsh hit and that he lost his appeal to the ladies. Maybe they thought the legend of Steve Harrington was all a lie since Nancy left him and jumped right on Byers' dick. Had to be something right?
For the billionth time that night Steve finds his cheeks going flushed as those musician's fingers glide through his chest hair. At first it had been something Steve was a bit embarrassed of because most girls liked it but some didn't either. It was a hit or miss which is to be expected but it seems Eddie is a bit fixated on the dark curls.
And then comes the sudden tight grip that pulls another throaty groan from his lips and his back to arch in pleasure.
Shit.
Eddie really knows how to pull out the tricks.]
Mmmm.
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[ keeping the grip he has with one hand, the other drags down heavily across Steve's chest. he's got fairly long nails on this hand, good for playing guitar and leaving red lines across sensitive skin all the way down to his navel. he can feel Steve's cock where it's hard beneath him, pressed against his own still in his jeans that he hasn't paused to take off. ] Already squirming around like this, may I gonna have to tie your legs down so you don't try and rush me?
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And the idea of Eddie "The Freak" Munson marking him up, claiming him for all the pretty girls to get jealous over has Steve feeling both intrigued and amused. The way his back tries to arch again I'd basically asking Eddie to leave each and every mark upon his skin possible so that Eddie can proudly smirk to himself about it later.]
Maybe you should take those fucking jeans off instead? Let me get a good look at you.