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Sex Eddiecation

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Rating: 18+, minors gtfo Nobody asked for this but I wrote it anyway! Plot: After overhearing the younger members of The Party sharing wildly inaccurate information about sex, the older members take it upon themselves to educate them properly before any disastrous mistakes are made. CW: Sex education! Genitals, periods, period products, pregnancy, sexuality, coming out, masturbation, manual sex, oral sex, consent, penetrative sex (p in v, p in a), lube, condoms, produce, aftercare, STDs, vague reference to the AIDS crisis, and when it's all done, Steddie smut! Word Count: 7k

“Eddie, Jesus Christ, thank god you’re finally here.”

Steve grabs him by the sleeve of his leather jacket and yanks him into the house, slamming the door behind him. Normally, Eddie would make some kind of flirty comment, lean in real close, see how long it takes for Steve’s cheeks to turn pink. But the man looks more frazzled than usual when he’s spent the day with the brats.

“What’s going on, Harrington?”

“Adult meeting. Living room. Let’s go!” He claps his hands a few times like a coach trying to hype up their team, and Eddie is helpless but to follow him down the hallway. Adults is putting it loosely when Eddie walks into the room to see Robin, Nancy, Jon, and Argyle sitting there waiting, but he supposes that’s technically accurate. The Party is the kids and the parents are the grown ups, so it looks like Eddie’s an adult today.

“So what’s got your panties in a twist, Stevie? The kids get into your hair care products again?”

“Ha ha,” Steve deadpans with his hands on his hips. “No, this is serious. Not Upside Down serious, but we have a situation I think we need to handle, and I don’t think I can do it alone.”

Eddie takes a seat on the couch with the other boys and nods his greeting to Wheeler who’s perched on a dining chair that’s been brought in. Robin, who’s been sitting sideways on the recliner with her head hanging off asks, “You gonna tell us Dingus, or do I have to bust out my code breaking skills?”

Steve paces the front of the room and runs his hand through his hair, making it look even more gorgeous than it has any right to. “So I picked up the kids at the arcade earlier, and Lucas and Mike were sitting outside and I caught a part of their conversation…god, these kids are going to make me go gray before I’m 25.”

“Spit it out, Steve.” Nancy looks mildly annoyed, but like she might have something to say too.

“They were talking about…sex. And Mike was telling Lucas that a girl can’t get pregnant if she's on top. Because of gravity.”

Eddie chokes on air and Argyle slaps his back. “You’re fucking joking!” Even as a gay man he knows how wrong that is.

“I wish I was. I didn’t say anything because the second they saw me they acted like their hands were caught in the cookie jar and ran inside to get the others. But seriously, they need to be talked to about this! I mean…I don’t think any of them are actually having sex yet, and I really don’t want to fucking think about that, but like hell am I gonna let any teen pregnancy happen on my watch!”

With a cringe Jonathan chimes in, “God, can you imagine what Hopper would do if El…”

The entire group grimaces and Nancy speaks up. “You’ve got a point, Steve. I’m not sure how educated these kids actually are. My mom had the talk with me when I was maybe 12, but my dad? It was his job to talk to Mike and who knows what that conversation actually entailed.”

“Yeah, I can’t imagine Ted Wheeler would be a wealth of information on human sexuality,” Robin snorts.

“Exactly,” Nancy agrees. “Just the other day I heard Mike saying that girls can’t pee if they have a tampon in. Like, does he know how many holes are down there?”

“He’s not the only one,” Jonathan adds. “I overheard El and Max the other day saying that there’s only one day a month where you can get pregnant.”

“Damn, dude,” Argyle turns his hazy gaze to Jon and tells him, “The last time I was over at your place and all the boys were having their bonding time, I heard them throwing out ideas for what you can use instead of condoms. Like if you’re too embarrassed to go to Melvald’s and buy ‘em from Joyce, you can just use some plastic wrap or a sandwich bag. Points for ingenuity, brochacos, but that’s a surefire way to knock your girl up.”

“Oh my god.” Steve sinks to the floor and buries his face in his hands.

Eddie can’t believe what he’s hearing. “Ok, I thought the conversation I walked in on between Dustin and Will was bad enough, but this is way worse. Those two buttheads were trying to figure out how two guys…you know. I think Dusty was trying to be supportive but the kid has zero idea what he’s talking about. He figured it was just…” Eddie holds up his two pointer fingers and rubs them together like he’s trying to start a fire.

Steve’s cheek blaze and Robin lets out a cackle. “Oh that poor baby gay! He could really use some sound advice. All of these little idiots could.”

Being able to talk about this openly is pretty fucking amazing. Eddie kept his mouth shut about his sexuality pretty much his entire life. But after fighting monsters from another dimension, turns out being gay in this group of freaks and weirdos is the least crazy thing they’ve dealt with. He came out. Then Robin did. Then Will. Nancy and Jon broke up, and now him and Argyle are attached at the hip, and everyone has their suspicions but are just waiting for them to say something. Eddie wouldn’t be surprised if this whole group ended up being queer.

Nancy heaves a sigh and shakes her head. “They’re hopeless. And the sexual health and human biology education at Hawkins High is abysmal.”

“Agreed,” says Robin. “But who would be willing to sit them all down and talk to them about sex?”

“Us.”

Everyone turns their gaze to Steve, who’s sitting on the floor with a look of determination in his eyes. It’s kind of hot.

“Think about it,” he continues. “They trust us. They listen to us more than they do their own parents. And we know what we’re talking about. Collectively I’m sure we’ve got all the knowledge we could possibly need to educate them properly.”

Robin sits up in her chair with a grin. “We combine.”

“Exactly.” Steve matches her grin and Eddie has a feeling they’ve discussed merging before. No surprise, those two practically share a brain. And this plan…it could work. Eddie’s already got ideas spinning through his head of what they need to cover.

“Ok, so we’re going to need a list of all the topics we want to discuss with them,” he says, pulling a notebook and pen out of his pocket.

“Dude, do you just keep those around with you all the time?” Jonathan asks.

“Of course I do. You never know when a campaign idea or song lyric is going to hit you. Gotta be prepared, Jonny.”

He gets up off the couch, kneels at the coffee table, and flips to a blank page, scratching Sex Eddiecation at the top. The group spits out ideas and Eddie writes them all down, noting who is going to cover each topic, and a list of supplies they’ll need. By the time they’re done they have a solid plan and head out.

The girls are going to the library to check out books with diagrams of human anatomy, and then collecting notecards, poster board, and markers. Jon and Argyle are in charge of sustenance and make their way to Bradley’s for pizza supplies and beer. And Eddie finds himself in Steve’s car on their way to Melvald’s.

Thank god Joyce isn’t working today. He has no problem buying condoms, but he doesn’t exactly want to explain why he’s buying so many, or have her getting ideas about why he’s got Steve Harrington with him while he does it. The poor guy is suffering enough having to set down multiple boxes along with tubes of lube, pads, tampons, and Eddie’s armful of bananas and cucumbers.

Meeting back at the Harrington House, everyone gets to work. Eddie’s art skills are put to use drawing out diagrams of anatomy - half of which he never had any intention of learning about. He gets a nod of approval from Robin regardless, and lets her label the intricate details of the 2 foot tall vulva he drew. Vulva. Not vagina. That’s just one part of the whole thing, who knew?

Argyle at one point hands him a plate of pizza and asks if his dick diagram is more of a self portrait. Eddie gives him a manic grin and his very high friend pats him on the back with a congratulations, my dude. Steve’s red cheeks could be seen from fucking space.

Nancy and Robin have been filling out notecards with talking points for everyone’s topics and checking in to verify facts. If you told Eddie a year ago that he would be educating Nancy Wheeler on the importance of lube for anal sex, he would have laughed in your face.

“Ok Dingus, you’re up! Oral sex 101, where do you wanna start?”

Steve swipes a hand over his face and groans. “Why exactly do I have to be the one to cover this?”

Nancy looks down at her notecards with a smirk. “Not to be weird, but it’s kind of your area of expertise.”

Robin snorts. “She’s right, Steve. Girls talk. I heard way more in the bathrooms at school than I ever wanted to know.”

Eddie can’t help but join in on the taunting. “Yeah, Harrington. And you’ve probably gotten more blow jobs than anyone here, so I’m sure you’re an expert at that topic as well.” He winks and Steve quickly looks away, grabbing a notecard from Robin and scribbling god knows what on there.

By the end of the night, they’ve made neat little piles of organized talking points for each of them, have poster boards with very descriptive and accurate diagrams, and have all gotten over their own embarrassment by rehearsing their topics in front of the group using beer bottles as microphones. They’re ready for anything these twerps might throw at them.

The next day, under the guise of a movie night, the adults are carting all the kids to Steve’s. Eddie gets there early to help him set up, and ties up his hair before changing into one of Wayne’s old sport coats that he only wears for funerals. It has patches on the elbows and everything.

He steps out of the bathroom and runs into Steve in the hallway who goes stock-still and wide-eyed. “What…what are you wearing?”

“Oh, this old thing?” Eddie does a spin and holds his arms out. “What kind of teacher would I be if I didn't look the part? Oh! I got this too!” He reaches into his pocket and pulls out some shitty old wire glasses that he popped the lenses out of when he wanted to be 70’s Ozzy Osborne for Halloween a few years ago and puts them on. “What do you think?”

Steve just kind of stares for a moment and gulps. “Good. It’s uh…you look good, Eddie.”

He leans into Steve’s space and drops his voice. “That’s Professor Munson, to you.”

Eddie will never know what Steve would have to say to that, because of course the doorbell rings immediately after. Steve bolts away to answer it and Eddie saunters back into the living room, taking his place next to the mantle that’s been cleared off to prop up the poster board.

There’s a cacophony of noise when the rest of the adults pile in with the kids, and Steve yelling at them to take off your shoes, I tell you every time! Robin and Nancy lead the pack, entering the living room with the kids following like little ducklings. Steve, Jon, and Argyle are corralling them all at the back. The second the kids see Eddie standing at the front of the room with his arms crossed, they freeze.

“What the hell are you wearing?” Dustin has the audacity to ask with a laugh. “You look like a total dork!”

“Shut your mouth and sit your asses down!” Eddie barks. They all listen and scramble to squeeze in on the furniture. He kind of gets the power trip that some of his teachers have had. It’s intoxicating. Damn, maybe he should be a teacher.

“So what exactly is going on here?” Will asks.

Steve comes to stand next to Eddie and crosses his arms over his chest. His biceps bulge under the soft sweater he’s wearing. It’s…a little distracting. “What’s going on, is you dickheads apparently have no idea how sex or bodies work. And since the school sucks, and your parents have already failed to educate you, you’re gluing your asses to those seats and learning something useful.”

Mike scoffs. “Are you serious? I think we know enough!”

“No Mike, you don’t,” Nancy says with a roll of her eyes. “Mom told me this morning that she has PMS and you asked if that was a new television station.”

The kid sinks back into the couch as half the room snickers, and Robin steps up to the front. “Now that Nancy has proven our point, let’s begin!” She hands out notepads and pencils to all the kids, and Eddie’s not surprised at all how enthusiastically El takes hers. Poor kid grew up in a fucking lab of all places and probably wasn’t told anything other than how to blow up shit with her mind. Lord knows Hopper hasn’t talked to her about sex, and the limited information she does have most likely came from Max, who’s wedged in next to her on the recliner.

Robin kicks things off with diagrams of the female anatomy. Eddie hands her a long wooden pointer and when she asks where the fuck he got that from, he just shrugs and tells her, “The locks on the school are easy to pick.” El is hanging on every word, writing furiously on her notepad, while the boys squirm awkwardly hearing words like labia, clitorus, and vaginal canal. Eddie definitely does not miss Mike whispering there’s three holes?!

Nancy steps up next describing the menstrual cycle. The squirming stops and turns into furrowed brows as the boys learn about the different phases, the symptoms, the actual experience of what it’s like to have to go through this. She insisted that it’s important for the boys to understand what half the population has to deal with every month, and she’s not wrong.

Together, with more diagrams, the girls explain how pregnancy actually works and where it fits in with the menstrual cycle. Stressing that there is definitely more than one day a month where someone can get pregnant.

Next up, the girls bust out the period products. Dustin, in all his infinite wisdom, insists they already know how pads work. “It’s got the sticky part, and you just stick that on your…vulva? It’s vulva, right?” The kid checks his notes.

Nancy pinches her brow and takes a breath. “No, Dustin, how would that work? Open the pad. Look at it. Where’s the absorbent part?”

Robin picks one up, rips the paper off the back, and cups her hand. “This is the underwear.” She slaps the pad onto her palm and displays it in front of the boys. “It sticks to the underwear, and this soft part here? That catches everything.”

The collective oooh from the boys gives Nancy a sigh of relief, and after the tampon demonstration is done, it’s Jonathan’s turn.

It starts a little awkward, with snickering from all the kids when he sets up the diagram of the male reproductive system, until he makes everyone in the room say penis multiple times, louder and louder, until everyone is shouting PENIS at the top of their lungs. He actually does a pretty great job keeping it light as he talks about erections and vas deferens and ejaculation. Once again, Eddie sees El’s laser-focused attention and note taking, and smiles internally that the girl is finally getting some proper information.

Argyle takes the stage next to talk about gender and sexuality. Based on most of the kids’ faces, they’ve never heard of bisexuality before. El is clearly amazed that there can be so many different ways to express who you are and who you can love and it’s honestly really fucking sweet to see. Eddie doesn’t miss the look that Max gives her. He also doesn’t miss Mike having a bit of a moment, whispering to Will, “You can like both?”

Yeah, he’s pretty sure the queer population of this group is higher than anyone previously thought.

Next up is the actual sex portion of their education. Steve starts off emphasizing that there’s absolutely no rush to having sex, and please, for the love of god, don’t feel like you have to jump right into that. “There’s plenty of other stuff you can do that doesn’t involve actual sex.”

Sweet, innocent El asks, “What kind of things?”

Steve is struggling, Eddie can tell, but he soldiers on. “Well, if you feel like you’re ready for more than just kissing, you can start off with using your hands.”

“What do you mean…hands?”

“Uh…well, your partner can touch you, and you can touch them.”

She nods solemnly and says, “You mean the penis and vulva.”

Eddie has to bite his lips into his mouth to hold back his laughter as Steve’s cheeks flame. “Yup, yeah, that’s…that’s right.”

“You said there were other things. Do they make the happy screams?”

Max claps her hand over her mouth to stifle her laughter and Eddie isn’t far behind.

“Happy screams?” Steve asks.

“Yes. Max said that Billy would make girls happy scream.”

Steve sighs and rubs his forehead. “Yeah…uh that’s the goal I guess. The uh…happy screams? That would be an orgasm.” At her confused look, Steve seems to realize just how sheltered the girl has been and he softens. “When you’re with someone and you’re having sex, or using your hands or mouth-”

“Mouth?!”

“Yeah, I’m getting there…it should feel good. You should want to be doing it, and feel comfortable with the other person. And if they’re doing it right, that good feeling should get better and better until you have this sort of…release. Like uh…like fireworks. It’s kind of an explosion, but in a good way.”

“Happy screams.”

“You got it.”

El nods her head and jots down some notes when Max leans in. “Ok but like…what about the mouth thing? I know what blow jobs are, but that’s just for boys.”

Steve is kind of hitting a groove now with the girls being so open to talk about this stuff. “Right, it is, but boys can do the same for girls.”

Dustin raises his hand like this is an actual classroom. “How does that work, though? Girls don’t have a penis.”

El also raises her hand. “Steve, what is a blow job?”

Jesus. These kids are woefully uninformed. Steve is a fucking champ though, and just rolls with it. “El, this is part of what’s called oral sex. So a blow job is when a girl - or, sorry, anyone - uses their mouth on a penis. Again, and I cannot stress this enough, it’s not something you have to do if you’re not ready. And boys! It’s not something you ever pressure your partner into doing. Everything you do with someone, whether it’s kissing, using your hands, your mouth, having any kind of sex…both people should be fully on board. And if they’re not? You wait. There’s no rush.”

After several questions from the girls about what exactly you do, and Steve stressing the importance of not using teeth, and what choices you have when ejaculation happens, the topic pivots to the other half of oral sex.

“Ok. So, Dustin. You asked about girls and how they fit into this. The technical term is cunnilingus, but everyone just called it eating a girl out. And actually, for either one, you can just call it going down on someone.”

El raises her hand again. “There’s no teeth, right?”

“No, sweetie, there’s no teeth.” He pulls the vulva diagram back out and explains how lips and tongues and fingers can be used in different areas, and the boys (minus Will) are on the edge of their seats looking bewildered and hanging on his every word, like they’ve never even considered this as something that could be done. Which…yeah, Eddie realizes they probably haven’t.

When he’s done, Lucas speaks up for the first time since they all sat down. “So…how do you know if you’re doing it right? Any of this stuff?”

“Practice,” Steve tells him.

“Communication,” Eddie adds.

“And self exploration,” Argyle tacks on.

Before El can even finish raising her hand, Nancy is on it. “That means masturbation. Touching yourself, figuring out your own body and what you like. That will make it easier to communicate with your partner. You have to be able to tell them what’s working, what’s not, what you’d like them to do.”

“That’s right,” Steve agrees. “And if something isn’t working, or you feel like you don’t want to do it anymore, you tell them. It’s ok to stop, at any point. And if it’s your partner who wants to stop, you respect that. Always.”

Once all the questions about oral sex are done, it’s Eddie’s turn. His lack of shame and flare for the theatrics has him ready and rearing to go.

“Alright students, we’re arriving at the main event. Penetrative sex! Now for the girls who like boys, and the boys who like girls, this means penis in vagina.” He adds the penis diagram to the mantle next to the vagina diagram and gets to work explaining the relatively simple process - in his opinion - of vaginal sex.

“Now, everything Stevie here taught you about manual and oral stimulation plays an important role. You don’t just dive in. You have to prep the oven so to speak. I was a teenage boy once myself, so I know how you little hormonal goblins are always ready to go, but from the feedback of Ms. Wheeler and Ms. Buckley, I’ve learned that’s not the case for the fairer sex. They need to be wooed. They need to be warmed up. And I can’t stress this enough; they need to feel safe.”

He does what he thinks is a pretty decent job describing the actual mechanics of it all, including making sure the girl is taken care of when it’s done. In his book, aftercare is one of the most important parts of sex, and that should be a must no matter the genders of the people engaging in it.

“Wait, so why does it have to be the guy’s job to do that?” Mike asks.

“Becasue, baby Wheeler, your partner is in a vulnerable position. They’re letting into their body. That’s a big deal, and it can be scary if they’re new to it. Or even if it’s the hundredth time they’re doing it. So it’s your job to take care of them through the whole thing.”

At Mike’s nod of understanding, Eddie continues.

“Now. For the boys who like boys. Let me dispel any rumors you may have about how that works. You do not, in fact, rub two penises together like you’re trying to set the woods on fire.” He locks eyes with Dustin as he says it and the kid shrinks into himself. “They’re dicks. Not sticks. What you can do however, is anal sex.”

Six sets of eyes go wide as saucers.

“Unlike the vagina, the anus is not self-lubricating. It also isn’t designed to stretch the same way a vaginal canal does. So there’s a bit more work to be done in this arena. Step one. Lube.”

He grabs a tube and tosses it over to the couch where the boys scramble to catch it but also seem to not want to touch it at the same time. “Feel free to pass that around and check it out, there’s tissues on the coffee table if you need them.”

“Don’t fucking spill it on my couch!”

“We won’t mom,” Dustin snarks as he opens it and immediately spills some.

Eddie dives into his instructions on using fingers for prep, delighting in the blush that lights up Steve’s cheeks, before getting into the mechanics of anal sex. The kids’ faces are a mixture of interest, shock, and befuddlement, but they’re hanging on his every word. This teaching thing is actually pretty great.

“Alright my little sheepies, it’s time for the last, and certainly not least important part of your lesson. Protection.”

El perks up at that and says, “I can protect all of us.”

“Not that kind of protection, supergirl, but I appreciate it. What I’m talking about is condoms.”

The adults agreed at the start of this that they’d present the safety part of sex as a united front. Jonathan pulls out the bag of supplies and hands everyone a pack of condoms. Robin passes out the produce. She hands Steve a cucumber and Jon gives Eddie the last condom box.

“Now, my lovely assistant and I will demonstrate how to properly put one of these on, so all eyes up here please.” Eddie opens the box, pulls out a foil packet, and dramatically tears it open and pulls the condom out, showing it to all the kids like he’s a magician about to perform a trick. He turns to Steve, who holds up the cucumber, and shows how to make sure you’ve got the right side up so that it can roll down. As he slides the latex down the vegetable shaft, and all eyes are glued to what he’s doing, Eddie briefly looks up at Steve and winks.

He can’t help himself.

Steve’s eyes dart away and he clears his throat. “See guys? Easy peasy. Now it’s your turn.”

As the kids fumble with their produce and rubbers, the boys step forward to offer assistance while Nancy and Robin stress the importance of using condoms not just to prevent pregnancy, but also any sexually transmitted diseases. She takes the opportunity to also dispel the ridiculous rumors about certain positions or days of the month that will keep someone from getting pregnant.

“Don’t forget,” Eddie adds, “It’s not just vaginal sex where condoms are important. Any penetrative sex you have, with any partner, you guys have got to be safe. Use these every time, no matter what. Understood?”

He gives a pointed look to Will, who nods in understanding. Eddie makes a mental note to check in with him privately after this in case the kid has any questions about safety with gay sex. Everyone is aware of the risks, but it’s definitely not talked about enough. It might be a little overwhelming for him to discuss it in front of his friends and brother.

When everyone has gotten the hang of how to properly put on a condom, the adults insist that the kids take the rest of them home with them. Just in case.

“And for Christ’s sake,” Steve adds, “Don’t ever use shit like sandwich bags you ding dongs! I don’t care if Joyce is the one you have to buy them from. She knows you’re all going to have sex eventually, and I’m sure she’d rather sell you condoms than watch you becoming parents before you graduate from fucking high school.“

The floor is opened for questions, and Eddie thinks it’s probably a testament to how well they did that the kids barely have anything they need clarification on. When the adults start packing up, there’s some whining from the boys about how they were promised a movie night. Brats. Like this wasn’t entertaining enough. Steve caves, like he always does with his children, and promises to have them over next weekend for a double feature.

Once they’re all corralled back outside, after El gives every adult a hug and emphatic thank you, Eddie is alone with Steve again, cleaning up the aftermath of their lesson.

“I fucking knew one of those idiots would spill lube on the goddamn couch.”

Eddie chuckles as he picks up shreds of condom wrappers off the floor. “I’m sure that couch has seen way worse, Harrington.”

“Can it, Munson.”

The living room is quickly cleaned up and the produce is thrown away with all the other garbage, because no way in hell is anyone eating that shit after it’s been used as proxy penises. Steve leans against the counter and sighs, running his hand through his hair.

“That went a lot better than I thought it would. You did a really great job covering all of that, Ed.”

“You did too, Stevie. I have a lot more faith in these kids now. Think you’ll sleep better knowing they won’t be making you a grandma anytime soon?”

“Shut the fuck up,” Steve laughs.

“Ya know, you did a really great job covering the oral portion of our lesson.”

“Yeah?” Steve asks, his cheeks turning pink again.

“Mhm,” Eddie hums, stepping closer. “Especially the section on blow jobs.”

Steve gulps and his eyes dart to Eddie’s lips as he’s caged in against the counter. “Yeah, well…I guess I have a lot of experience with them.”

Eddie leans in, getting his mouth right next to Steve’s ear. “And were you going to thank me for teaching you so well?”

Steve shivers and lets out a quiet fuck before turning his head, grazing Eddie’s nose with his own, and whispering, “Thank you, baby.”

Eddie crashes their mouths together and wraps his arms around Steve’s waist. His boyfriend moans as Eddie licks into his mouth and presses their hips together. Steve is already getting hard. It honestly doesn’t take much to get him going, and it really does something for Eddie’s ego.

Breaking the kiss, Steve swipes the lenseless glasses off Eddie’s face and tosses them aside. “God, I nearly came in my pants when you put these stupid things on. How the fuck do you manage to look so hot in literally everything?”

“I look even hotter when I’m in you,” Eddie purrs.

“Your lines are the worst.”

“And yet…” Eddie moves his hand from the small of Steve’s back to the front of his jeans, gripping his hard on through the light wash denim. “You still want me to fuck you. Isn’t that right, princess?”

It’s a mad dash up the stairs and into Steve’s room. Their clothes are shed in record time and Steve drops to his knees eagerly lapping at Eddie’s balls, sucking one into his mouth, and then the other. Fuck his boy is so good with his mouth.

Eddie gets a hand in his hair and pulls him off. He strokes his dick right in front of Steve’s face and tells him, “Open wide. Tongue out.”

His boyfriend obeys, resting his hands on Eddie’s thighs and looking up at him with those devastating eyes. Eddie rubs the head of his cock over the soft warmth of Steve’s tongue, smearing his precum all over his boy’s tastebuds before sliding in.

Eddie groans low in his throat. It’s like the first time every time. He’ll never forget how eager Steve was. How their endless moments of tension after saving the world finally snapped. How they looked at each other with such intensity before colliding. How their kiss turned frantic, fueled by months of pent up emotions and shameless flirting.

Steve had practically clawed at Eddie’s pants, begging to suck him off. The enthusiasm was definitely appreciated, but he’d never been on that end of a blow job before, so Eddie had to coax him through it, giving him pointers and praise along the way until Steve got the hang of it. He even swallowed that first time. Eddie fell a little bit more in love with the guy.

Now he’s a seasoned pro, relaxing his throat and ready to tap out if he needs to breathe. Eddie cups the back of his head and slides all the way in, gritting his teeth as he feels Steve swallow around his length. It’s fucking impressive how well he takes it.

“Fuck, baby…swear you were made to suck dick.” Eddie holds himself there with Steve’s nose pressed into his pubes for a few seconds before pulling out to let the man catch his breath. He whimpers and mouths at the head of Eddie’s cock, licking his own spit off the reddening tip. “God, you really need it, don’t you honey? Just a little more, ok? Then you’re getting on that bed and spreading your gorgeous legs for me.”

He can see Steve’s dick twitch where it hangs neglected between his thighs. Most days he cannot fucking believe he gets to have this. Steve Harrington, on his knees, with his dick drooling onto the carpet as he gets his throat fucked, just waiting to get his ass pounded.

Sometimes Eddie thinks he might have actually died in that other place and ended up in Valhalla. This would absolutely be the reward he would want after falling in battle.

He languidly thrusts into Steve’s mouth, carding his hands through his boyfriend’s hair and praising him for how good it feels, how deep he takes it. When he pulls out, Eddie bends down and tilts Steve’s face up to meet his, kissing him softly. “You’re perfect, Stevie. Now let’s get you in that bed so I can have my wicked way with you.”

Eddie slowly fingers him open while they make out, swallowing down all the beautiful sounds coming out of his boy. When Steve is ready, Eddie rolls on a condom and settles between his spread thighs.

He’s struck with the memory of their first time together.

It was during the winter and Eddie had come over to watch a movie and fool around. They jerked each other off on the couch, and when it was time to leave, they realized that while they were wrapped up in each other, two feet of snow had dropped. Steve insisted that he spend the night, not wanting Eddie to risk trying to drive home in that mess. They ended up in this bed, wearing nothing but boxers, with Eddie spooning him in the dark room.

One thing led to another and he had Steve underneath him, telling him he was ready. That he wanted Eddie to fuck him.

He went slow. Made sure Steve was properly prepped, and took his time sinking in so he wouldn’t hurt him. Eddie wasn’t stupid. He knew the amount of trust Steve was putting into his hands. He made it good for him. Amazing, actually. Kissed the tears off his cheeks after they came together, and held him all night.

He knew it changed something in them both.

Now he’s got his boyfriend laid out once again, panting and moaning as Eddie lines himself up and pushes into that perfect tight heat. It’s a lot to take, and Steve willingly accepts it all.

When their bodies are flush, Eddie drapes himself over his boyfriend, kissing the twin moles on his cheek that Steve said nobody else ever cared about before. Eddie loves them. Loves all the beautiful marks that cover his skin. The constellations and hair and scars and everything that makes Steve Steve.

“You’re so beautiful, sweetheart. Can’t believe I get to have this.”

Steve kisses the scar on Eddie’s jaw and whispers, “Neither can I.”

Eddie’s heart swells, and he starts to rock his hips. Slowly at first so Steve can adjust, then faster and faster, punching moans and whimpers out of his boyfriend’s throat. Steve trails a hand down Eddie’s back where he’s been gripping onto his shoulder blades and squeezes his ass.

“Harder. Fuck me harder, Ed!”

Eddie props himself up on his hands, watching his boyfriend’s face intently as he keeps the same pace, but thrusts in with more force. His guitar pick necklace swings with every movement and he’s got locks of hair falling out of the bun that’s still tied up at the back of his head. And god, the way Steve is looking at him…

“That how you want it, sweetheart?”

Steve makes a strangled sound and his dick is leaking all over his stomach. “More. Need more, baby.”

Eddie adjusts so he’s kneeling between Steve’s thighs, grabs two handfuls of that fucking glorious ass, and lifts his hips off the bed. The change in angle has Steve practically screaming as his hands fly up and he braces himself on the headboard. Eddie thrusts in hard and fast, working up a sweat as he pounds into Steve.

“There you go, honey. That’s what you need, huh? My cock nice and deep in your tight little hole? You gonna cum for me, Stevie? Show me how good I make you feel?”

“Ed,” he gasps. “Eddie! Oh god! Fuck, I’m-“

Steve’s whole body goes rigid. He lets out the most gorgeous moan as he clamps down on Eddie’s dick. His straining cock throbs as it releases rope after rope of cum all over his stomach and chest. The sight of that alone has Eddie rabbiting his hips and tipping over the edge. His balls are drawn up tight and his stomach muscles clench as he unloads into the condom with a groan.

Eddie swears he blacks out for a moment. When his eyes open, he looks down at the relaxed form of Steve Harrington - golden skin covered in a light sheen of sweat, eyes closed, chest rising and falling with his short breaths, toned arms splayed out at his sides. He's covered in cum. And he looks so fucking happy and content with a tiny smile curling at the corners of his lips.

Someday soon, Eddie is going to tell him he loves him.

Until then, he shows it with his actions. He very slowly slides out, gripping the condom at the base, and grins at the little whimper that leaves Steve’s open mouth. He leans down, kissing Steve’s hip and one of the scars on his stomach, then gets up and steps into the attached bathroom. He tosses the condom in the wastebasket, wipes himself off, and wets a washcloth before turning out the light and crawling back into bed.

With gentle reverence, he wipes off all the evidence of Steve’s orgasm and the residual lube between his cheeks. Eddie tosses the washcloth into the hamper - or at least in the direction of the hamper, he’s not an athlete - and settles on the mattress next to Steve.

“Do you need anything, sweetheart? Water? Snacks?” His fingers trace invisible lines on Steve’s skin, connecting all the dots.

“Mmm, no thank you,” Steve sighs happily. “Just need you.”

Eddie shifts on the bed, pulling Steve into him. His boyfriend settles with his head on Eddie’s chest, ear pressed to his heart, wrapping his arms around him and tangling their legs. He was self conscious about being clingy after sex when this all started. Steve has always had to be the one taking care of other people. Not just the girls he slept with in the past, but everyone in The Party. Putting his body and life on the line to protect everyone. Taking care of all the kids, carting their asses around, keeping them out of trouble.

Letting go of that role and allowing himself to be taken care of was hard for him. But he trusted Eddie. He knew he could let his guard down. It’s a privilege Eddie will never take for granted.

He strokes his hand up and down Steve’s back. Runs his fingers through that voluminous hair. Kisses the top of his head and breathes in his scent. And Steve lets himself be held.

Eddie’s on the cusp of falling asleep when Steve speaks quietly into the darkness. “I think I’m ready.”

“Hmm? Ready for what, angel?”

“To tell everyone.”

They’ve been together for almost a year, officially boyfriends since that winter night. The only person who knows is Robin, because there aren’t any secrets between her and Steve. Eddie admits that when they first got together, he thought it might be a passing thing. Steve maybe being curious and trying to figure things out. Eddie didn’t want to say anything to anyone, afraid that all of this would end sooner than he wanted it to. But the intensity between them only grew. The fondness and the trust and care.

Before he knew it, he had an honest to god boyfriend and was falling head over heels in love. Steve hasn’t been ready to tell anyone about them, though. Eddie suspects some of it has to do with how his parents treated him. Making him feel like he wasn’t good enough, like he was a failure, never being supportive of his choices or who he is.

Eddie was prepared for that. Despite all evidence to the contrary, he can be patient. If Steve wasn’t ready, he wasn’t going to pressure him. He could wait.

“Are you sure, Stevie? There’s no rush.”

Steve lifts his head and Eddie can just make out his face in the dark bedroom. “Yeah, baby. I’m sure. The kids will probably be a pain in the ass about it, but what else is new.”

Eddie snickers and lifts his head to give his boyfriend a quick kiss. “They’ll be total monsters. But if anyone can deal with monsters, it’s you.”

Steve kisses his chest and snuggles back in with a sigh. “Thank you for being so patient, Ed.”

“You don’t have to thank me, sweetheart. I’d do anything for you.”

They’re both just about to fall asleep again when they’re startled awake by the phone next to Steve’s bed. Eddie groans as Steve starts to roll over and gripes, “Don’t answer it! Get back here and cuddle!”

“What if it’s one of the kids? It could be an emergency, Eddie!”

Goddamn heart of gold beautiful bastard.

Steve picks up the phone and he doesn’t even have a chance to say hello before Eddie can hear Hopper’s voice booming down the line.

“Harrington, why the fuck is my daughter coming home with condoms?”

This was fun and completely unnecessary and I really liked writing it! I hope you liked reading it!

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