#steveddie smut

[prettyboyeddiemunson]

Ok. So normally I'm too shy to do requests or anything but I saw this and thought of steve/eddie and searched and searched for someone who might figure out how to write this into something 😱🙏🏻😂

obviously this is very nsfw, so minors please dni 

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“Why isn’t this working?”

Eddie was on his knees, the floor in Steve’s room already starting to create a slight ache. He looked up at Steve, his fist pumping Steve’s cock in a slow, steady rhythm. Steve was panting, enjoying himself as Eddie worked him, but at the same time, he was feeling a bit nervous. He would get aching hard, start to lose it, get hard again, over and over. Eddie was doing everything he could—licking a stripe over the underside, toying with Steve’s balls, jerking him off—but no matter what was done, it was always the same result. Eddie’s doe-eyed gaze flickered up to Steve’s face, and could see he was clearly into it; but there was the matter of him not being able to keep it too up for very long. 

“I…” Steve said, brushing some hair from Eddie’s face as he smiled apologetically. “I really, really want you to. I’m just…it’s stupid.”

“No, what is it?” Eddie asked gently, his eyes remaining on Steve’s face. “Am I doing something wrong?”

“Oh god, no,” Steve assured. “No, you’re doing everything a little too perfectly, actually.”

“Then what’s going on?” Eddie questioned, getting his weight off of his knees as he sat on the floor. “You can talk to me, Steve. You know that.” 

Steve swallowed, nodding before chuckling. “It’s going to sound ridiculous.”

“Well, that’s nothing new for you,” Eddie joked, trying to lighten the mood and make Steve feel a little better. “Nothing you say can surprise me anymore.”

“Ha ha,” Steve said sarcastically. He paused, taking a moment to collect his thoughts so that he could explain clearly enough. “Look, this is hardly the first time I’ve ever done anything like this. I mean, I used to get around a lot.”

“I’m aware,” Eddie said, a little bit of jealousy in his tone. 

“But I’ve never actually…done this,” he gestured to his now semi-hard cock and at Eddie, “with another dude.”

Eddie tried so hard not to laugh, but failed. He wasn’t making fun, or laughing at the fact that Steve had never gotten head from another guy before. It was relief, pure and simple. It truly hadn’t been anything Eddie had done; that had been his truest, most present worry. Steve turned red, feeling a bit self-conscious, and Eddie came up from the floor to kiss him passionately in apology. Steve kissed him back fiercely, and held onto the other man for dear life as they pressed against each other as tightly as they could. When Eddie drew back, he ran his fingers through Steve’s hair before giving it a light, playful tug.

“Why didn’t you just say so from the beginning?” Eddie asked. “I know it can be scary, the first time you ever do something like that. It’s okay, though, Steve. You don’t need to be nervous, or ashamed. All I need you to do is relax, and enjoy the moment. Can you do that?”

Steve grinned, caressing Eddie’s cheek before kissing him again. “Yes,” he breathed against his lips. “I think I can, yeah.”

“Wanna try again?” Eddie asked, looking into Steve’s eyes as he moved some hair from the other’s face. 

“Yeah,” Steve replied. “Yeah, let’s try one more time.”

Eddie climbed off of him and slid back to the floor, taking Steve in his hand. He stroked him, mouthing at his balls as Steve groaned in appreciation. It didn’t take him too long to get fully hard again, and Eddie licked his way up the underside to the tip. He pressed a kiss to the slit there, swirling his tongue around it as Steve sucked in a loud, shuddering breath. Eddie looked up at him in concern, but Steve only nodded rapidly as a signal for him to keep going. Eddie pulled the tip between his lips, sucking as Steve moaned filthily above him. He wasn’t losing his erection this time; in fact, he was harder than he had been all night, and Eddie drew off of him for a moment to grin at him.

“Listen,” he said, and Steve was giving him a look of impatience. “I just need you to chill for me, alright? It’s only a blowjob, Steve; it’s not a life or death situation here. With that being said, though, you can revoke the offer at any time. If you need me to stop, use your words, alright? Tell me.”

“Yeah, yeah, I will,” Steve said, looking at Eddie with lustful eyes. “Please.”

“Never thought I’d see the day where Steve Harrington would beg me to suck his dick,” Eddie said with a smug grin. “That’s some next-level shit.”

“Come on, man,” Steve begged. “I don’t wanna lose it again.”

“Fine, fine,” Eddie said, his tongue tracing the head of his cock and cupping Steve’s balls as he did so. “I’ll take good care of you, I promise.”

Before Steve could reply, Eddie took Steve further into his mouth. Whatever Steve could have said was lost in a guttural moan, his eyes squeezing shut as his head tipped back at the feeling. Eddie didn’t stop until Steve was comfortably in his mouth, and he gagged softly as he took a moment to adjust. Steve looked at him worriedly, but Eddie winked at him to show that he was fine. The sight of him like that—his big brown eyes staring up at Steve through his lashes and hair, Steve’s cock down his throat, one ringed hand gripping the base—nearly sent Steve over the edge right then. 

“Jesus, you’re beautiful like this,” Steve remarked, pushing some hair back from Eddie’s eyes. 

Eddie responded by dragging his head up, then slowly back down. He went at a leisurely pace at first, wanting to tease him, and could see that Steve was enjoying it. His eyes were full of lust, his chest heaving softly as he watched Eddie, lips parted in soft, shaky mewls. He went to pull off, just to verbally check in with him, but Steve whined and grabbed Eddie’s hair with a shake of his head. He smiled, and as if he were reading Eddie’s mind, said: “I’m alright, I swear.”

Eddie made an “okay” gesture with his free hand to show that he would continue, and began to bob his head at a faster speed. Eddie hollowed his cheeks as he moaned around Steve’s cock, jerking him off in time with the movement of his head, and Steve was moaning filthily. Both of his hands tangled in Eddie’s hair, his own head lolling backward as he cursed under his breath. He began to fuck Eddie’s throat, bucking up and guiding his head, but that didn’t last long. Eddie pulled off, looking up at Steve with swollen lips, a string of saliva bridging them to the tip of Steve’s flushed, slick erection. 

“None of that,” Eddie said with a smirk. “Maybe next time. Tonight, I want to make you feel good on my own.”

“Sorry,” Steve said, panting as he gazed adoringly at Eddie. 

“Nah, it’s cool, man,” Eddie replied. “You still doing okay?”

“Yes,” Steve said. “Keep going.”

“I like this change in you,” Eddie said with a wide grin, before taking Steve into his mouth again. 

Steve’s hands remained in Eddie’s hair, but he didn’t try to guide him anymore. Eddie flicked his wrist, matching the rhythm with his head as his cheeks hollowed even more. His tongue swirled the tip every time he brought his head back up, and when he could taste precum, he knew Steve wasn’t going to last much longer. That was Eddie’s signal to increase speed, jerking Steve off swiftly as he bobbed his head at his quickest pace yet. Steve was cursing again, groaning as he felt his cock twitching in Eddie’s mouth. As much as he wished he could make the moment last, he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back too long.

“Eddie,” Steve panted. “I’m about to—“

He was cut off by a moan as Eddie squeezed his balls in his free hand, still working his fist & gliding his head. Steve tugged Eddie’s hair, moaning as he looked down at the other boy. He was looking up at Steve, his eyes lustful and Steve’s cock disappearing into his mouth with every move downward. Steve’s cock twitched again, and he gave Eddie’s hair an urgent pull. 

“Dude, I'm not kidding,” Steve warned. “If you don’t want me to…you know, finish in your mouth, then you better stop.”

But Eddie wasn’t stopping. He winked at Steve, going his fastest pace yet on all counts. The sight of him, the feeling of his velvety tongue & warm mouth around his cock, and the speed he was going were enough for Steve, but the fact that Eddie had no issue with Steve cumming in his mouth was one of the hottest things Steve had ever experienced. That’s what did him in, and he came hard in Eddie’s mouth with a groan of his name, hot ropes of cum shooting onto Eddie’s tongue as his head came back up. Eddie moaned in response, and Steve’s iron grip in Eddie’s hair began to lessen. When it was loose enough, Eddie popped off & swallowed, causing Steve to shiver at the sight. 

“Jesus Christ,” Steve said, chuckling breathlessly as he lay back on his bed. 

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” Eddie said, getting off the floor and laying next to Steve. “You’re okay, though, right?”

“Yes,” Steve said, stroking Eddie’s newly messy, tangled hair. “Thank you.”

“What is this, customer service?” Eddie teased. “Why the hell are you thanking me?”

“Shush,” Steve said, kissing him tenderly. “It was amazing, Eddie. you're amazing.”

Eddie beamed at him, cupping his cheek as they gazed at each other. Steve trailed his fingers down Eddie’s body, stopping at his crotch. Eddie moaned when Steve touched him there, his erection straining against his tight jeans. Steve smirked at him, palming Eddie for a moment as he kissed over Eddie’s neck. Eddie mewled, his eyes fluttering as Steve sucked on the most sensitive part of his neck. Steve squeezed Eddie’s cock, unzipping his fly and dipping his fingers inside. Eddie hissed, moaning shakily as Steve touched him, one hand grabbing Steve’s back before their eyes met. 

Steve kissed Eddie’s nose, before saying: “Your turn.”

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[joseph-munson]

Eddie: You know my motto: carpe diem, carpe noctem, carpe coles.

Steve: Seize the day, seize the night, what’s the last one?

Eddie: Seize this dick.

[eddiemunsonswhxre]

mutual longing / eddie munson, steve harrington

masterlist

rated: m (18+, minors DNI)

one shot

cw: curing, threesome, daddy and master kink, hickies, fingering, oral (m&f), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, name calling (whore, slut), aftercare

both boys are fighting over you when you bring up the idea, why not both?

(not proofread, also i'm super sorry if it's awkward for some reason it's hard to write steve smut for me)

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the dim lighting casted seductive shadows across your body as you danced to the music. steve harrington was dancing behind you, hands splayed over your hips as he pulled your ass against him. he made it no secret that he wanted you tonight, but you hadn’t yet decided if he was the one you’d go for.

you let your head fall back against his shoulder, looking up at him with a sultry smile. steve smiles back at you before dipping his head into the crook of your neck and leaving soft, sweet kisses. you hum in delight, running your fingers through his perfectly styled hair. “coconut?” steve asks, pulling from your neck to look up at you.

“mhm,” you hum proudly, tugging on his hair. he stifles a groan, closing his eyes. when he opens them, he opens his mouth to say something but you don’t let him. “i'm gonna go get a drink, i’ll be back,” you say, turning to face him and slide your hands down his chest. you give him a small giggle before turning and heading towards the kitchen.

you push through the sweaty bodies, mind reeling with thoughts of what (or who) you should do tonight. finally, you break from the crowd, stumbling into the kitchen. you have a chance to breathe before walking to the assortment of alcohol. as you make your way, you spy your favorite metalhead in the corner chatting with a few friends. that was your other option for tonight.

after grabbing another mixed drink, you decide to take a detour to steve. “munson,” you say as you approach, eyeing him up.

eddie’s eyes snap to you and you can practically see them light up. “henderson, c’mere,” he smirks, holding out his hand. you place yours in his before he raises them. “alright, now give me a spin,” he instructs and you do so, laughing into your cup. “looking extra good tonight, y/n. that all for me?” he teases, pulling you closer.

you stop yourself from smashing into him by bracing yourself on his chest with the hand he had held. his now travels down to your waist, not so subtly digging his fingers into the flesh. “it might’ve been, but i didn’t exactly see you being here,” you say, cocking your head to the side.

eddie shrugs, taking a sip of his beer. “felt like doing something unusual. maybe i was just hoping to run into you,” he flirted, causing your ears to heat up.

“not like you know where i live or anything,” you respond.

eddie rolls his eyes at you. “i don’t know how much your brother would appreciate me showing up and asking for his sister because i desperately want to bone her,” eddie fake ponders. you give him a look which causes him to chuckle. “don’t act like you’ve got me fooled, princess. i know you want me too,” he says, pulling you closer to him.

you grab his hand that’s on your waist and pulls it away. “maybe i do, or maybe i’ve been dancing with steve harrington all night,” you raise your brows, smirking before walking off.

when you make it back to steve, you’re even more confused on who you want. “you’re back,” steve smirks, grabbing you and pulling you in.

you smirk back, pushing away other thoughts. “that i am, harrington. creaming your pants yet?” you tease, dragging your nail dangerously low on his torso.

the two of you laugh lightly before continuing your dancing like before and getting lost in the music. you knew you were having an effect on steve, and you definitely couldn’t miss the way eddie’s eyes were trained on you from across the room. you felt extremely powerful.

“i need to head to the bathroom,” you said over the music, tapping steve on the cheek before walking away from him once again. eddie is quick to push off the wall to follow you.

as you make your way into the bathroom, eddie is squeezing through sweaty bodies and getting dirty looks from half of them. you did your business, took a moment to collect yourself while washing your hands, and then figured you should probably go find eddie. because really, you still couldn’t decide who you wanted.

lucky for you, you didn’t have to find eddie. because he was standing outside the door waiting for you. “miss me?” you fake pout, leaning against the wall next to him.

eddie huffs, moving himself in front of you with one arm propped on the wall next to your head. “you just love me watching you be all up on harrington, don’t you? you trying to make me jealous?” he asks, leaning in closer.

you glance from his brown doe eyes down to his plump pink lips. they were so damn kissable. “mm not really, but i see it’s working,” you raise a brow.

eddie rolls his eyes at you. “hmph, well who’s it going to be? because i promise you, i can definitely fuck you better than-“

“what’s going on here?” steve interrupts from out of nowhere. both you and eddie’s heads snap to him, eddie’s covered with a scowl.

you hated that you really wanted them to fight over you. not physically of course, you would feel terrible if either of them got hurt. “just getting ready to take y/n home for the night, what’s going on with you, harrington?” eddie smiled, putting on a front and pulling you to his side.

steve put his hands on his hips and gave the two of you a look of disapproval. “funny, because i’m pretty sure i’m taking y/n home tonight. right, y/n?” he said sharply and you couldn’t lie it gave you butterflies.

you smirk and shrug. “i haven’t really decided yet,” you say, stepping out of eddie’s grasp.

eddie scoffs. “c’mon henderson, you were just about to jump on me before he interrupted,” he says, dramatically gesturing to himself and then steve.

“and it’s you who she’s been grinding on all night?” steve asks with mock innocence.

suddenly, a light bulb goes off in your head that has your thighs clenching and your panties dampening. “or you could both have me,” you say, catching them both off guard.

eddie gives you a look, feeling his dick twitch in excitement. you wanted them both to tear you apart? oh that was hot. eddie looked from you to steve before giving a shrug, saying he wouldn’t mind.

“what? i’m not- with munson? no,” steve says, mild panic spreading through his veins.

eddie chuckles at his response, running his tongue along the back of his teeth before stepping forward. he grabs a handful of your ass and pulls you to him roughly, causing you to yelp before relaxing into his hold. “guess since you’re too pussy she’ll be coming with me then,” eddie says, making a show of squeezing your ass as your hand rests on his chest.

you give steve a pout. “are you sure, steve? i really do want you both. please?” you beg, gripping eddie’s shirt as you think of all the ways this could play out.

steve chews on his lip as he debates it. the sight of eddie kneading your ass was enough to make him weak in the knees. “fine, yeah, okay,” steve breathes out, wondering what the hell he’s getting into. you squeal happily, placing a peck on eddie’s lips before going and doing the same to steve.

eddie and steve share a look as you grab one of each of their hands. “alright, where are we going?” eddie asks and all of you stop to think. well…

your house was obviously off limits because… dustin. it was a weekend, therefore eddie’s uncle was home. and for once, steve’s parents were home. eddie ends up telling you to follow him to his van. it was mostly open in the back, therefore giving enough room for certain activities to take place.

you were way too horny to question it anyway. “alright, harrington, you get her worked up while i take us somewhere less crowded,” eddie smirks, opening the side door for the two of you.

the second you’re both in, you’re pouncing on steve and attaching your lips to his. steve grunts in surprise, almost falling backwards at the force of you. eddie hops into the drivers seat and starts it up. “desperate much?” steve asks as he pulls back, grip on your waist getting much tighter.

eddie glances in his rear view mirror, smirking at the sight of you. there were so many things he wanted to do to you, things he’d been dreaming of for months now.

steve begins kissing your jaw, slowly moving from the bottom of your ear towards the point of your chin before dropping to your neck. he finds a spot just under the curve of your jaw that makes you let out a small moan. he smiles in achievement into your skin and begins sucking, nipping, and licking at it to create a nice purple bruise. “don’t mark her too much, harrington. gotta leave some room for me,” eddie jokes from the front seat, turning on to a more rural road of hawkins.

your fingers grasp steve’s perfect hair, whiny moans leaving your lips as you begin grinding on him subconsciously. steve pushes you off of him, laying you on the floor of eddie’s van. he can’t help but take a moment to notice the purple fuzzy rug that actually covered the floor of eddie’s van before reconnecting your lips.

“oh shit,” you moan into his mouth as he reaches under your skirt to ghost over your clothed pussy. eddie bites his lip, scanning for a road to pull off on as he becomes more impatient.

steve’s fingers lightly graze from your entrance all the way up to you clit before moving in slow, light circles. “steve,” you moan, your lips disconnecting as your head falls back.

steve sucks his lower lip into his mouth before smiling. he loved watching you squirm from his barely there touches. “so sensitive already, y/n?” he teases, the pad of this finger still circling your clit.

the van is put into park and eddie shuts it off before climbing it the back. “i don’t even know what i want to do to you first,” eddie sighs dramatically sitting near your head.

“touch me?” you suggest, reaching out for him.

eddie raises a brow and pulls back from you. “i don’t know why you think you’re the one who’s gonna make the decisions,” he tuts, looking to steve to check if they were on the same page.

“yeah, you wanted to act like a whore back at the party, so much so you couldn’t even chose one of us, so you’re gonna get treated like a whore. and whores don’t make decisions,” steve says, removing his fingers from your pussy. you make a noise of complaint and raise your hips, trying to chase his hand. steve only slaps down on your pussy, making you twitch but fall back to the ground.

eddie looks at your flustered face before looking to steve. “okay, harrington,” he laughs lightly, nudging steve. “i like this,” he confirms, looking back down to you.

eddie reaches down, using his fingers to not so gently push your chin back so he can examine your neck. he pushes your head side to side before wrapping his hand around your throat. you gasp from the coldness of his rings and it only causes him to squeeze on the sides of your neck. he lifts you up towards him, leaning down to get close to you. he scans your aroused expression before giving you an evil smile. “let’s see how dirty you are,” he comments, squeezing on your neck particularly tight. you let out a moan, eyes rolling back and closing for a moment. “open your mouth for me,” eddie says and you immediately open your eyes and follow his instruction.

steve watches closely as eddie gets closer to your mouth, his cheeks moving around before a slow dribble of spit slips past his lips and onto your awaiting tongue. you never knew you’d like this before, but holy shit were you getting wetter by the second. “swallow,” eddie whispers, watching you closely. you do, looking up at him for approval. he grunts, leaning down and smashing his lips to yours in a hungry kiss.

steve begins palming his bulge as he watches you react to eddie’s kiss. you reached up to grab him, one hand to his shoulder and the other fisting his shirt while your thighs clamped together. steve reached forward, grabbing your ankle and making you jolt. you relaxed once you remembered it was just steve and let him remove your shoes.

eddie pulled away, dropping you to the floor and scanning you. “i say we fuck with her a little,” steve says, hands sliding up your calves.

eddie licks his lips and nods. “i agree, let’s get her out of these clothes first,” he says, looking at steve for agreement.

the two boys nod, looking down at you. you were biting your lip, looking between them helplessly. eddie grabbed you by your arms, pulling you into a sitting position so he could peel your revealing shirt off and over your head. steve reached up, pushing you back down and hooking his fingers into the waistband of your skirt. he pulls it down and eddie barely gives you a second before he’s reaching under your back and unclasping your bra. “look at those,” he whistles, throwing your bra behind him. you gasp as his hands envelope your breasts. his hands were warm but his rings were ice cold.

“hey man, share,” steve says, grabbing one of eddie’s wrists as he crawls up to be level with him. eddie removes his hand, steve’s quickly taking its place as they both fondle your breasts. steve is rougher, pulling and pinching harshly at your nipple as eddie rolls it between his fingers. eddie leans down, placing gentle kisses over your breasts before wrapping his lips around your nipple and sucking.

you moan, hand reaching up to tangle in eddie’s hair. steve smiles at your reaction and gets an idea. he leaves himself down, nudging eddie to the side slightly so he can enclose your opposite nipple in his lips. “oh, shit,” you yelp, hand flying up to steve’s head before you pull on both their hair. they both let out low moans.

eddie continues suckling on your nipple, occasionally pulling back to blow cold air on to it. meanwhile, steve is nipping and licking at your other nipple, causing you to close your eyes in pleasure. eddie pulls away, rubbing over your hardened peak that was now slick with his spit as his cock strained in his pants.

you let out a whine as steve also pulled off of you. the two shared a look before moving themselves down to your bottom half. “guys,” you whimper, catching their attention. “please,” you say, rolling your hips to try and get any sort of friction.

“i don’t like how you address me,” eddie says, grabbing the band of your underwear and snapping it against your thigh. “why don’t you start using your manners, princess? from now on you call me daddy, got it?” eddie says, digging his fingers into your thigh. you nod quickly and eddie gives you a kiss on the cheek. “and for steve… well, what is it you wanna be called harrington?” eddie continues.

steve thinks for a moment while avoiding looking at eddie. “sir or master, either will work just fine, baby,” steve says, making sure you’re good with it. you nod in compliance and then steve is pulling your underwear off and throwing them somewhere in the van. “look at that pretty pussy,” steve says lowly, pushing your legs as far apart as they would go.

steve and eddie each caress one of your thighs, you whimpering in need as they near your heat just to pull away. “you’re already so wet,” eddie admires, biting his lower lip as he strokes the juncture of your inner thigh with his thumb. he was less than an inch away from where you needed some friction and it made you whine, shuffling your hips in discomfort.

the two share a look and a smirk that definitely is hiding something evil. then steve is leaning forward, using his pointer finger to gather some of the slick from your entrance and drag it softly up to your clit. “m-master,” you cry at the contact, rolling your hips against his feather light touch. steve pays no mind to your sensitivity and repeats the action.

as he does it a third time, he changes his fingers to his ring and middle. without warning, he plunges them inside you. you let out a gasp, walls clenching around him as he begins slowly rocking them into you. your eyes closed in pleasure, pushing your hips to meet his every thrust. you hear them chuckle before eddie’s fingers make contact with your clit. “fuck,” you gasp, eyes shooting open in shock.

“feel good, princes?” eddie asks, circling your clit. steve curls his fingers inside of you, stroking your most sensitive spot.

your head falls back again as you let yourself feel all the sensations you were receiving. “yes, daddy,” you moan and eddie’s fingers pick up speed.

you can feel your orgasm building up, the mix of their fingers inside and against you causing you to shake. “gonna cum already, whore?” steve asks, grunting as he continues hammering his fingers into you.

your fingers grip as the shaggy carpet that covered the van floor. “such a slut, gonna cum on two guys fingers. dirty fucking cunt, imagine what people would think,” eddie groans, his dick throbbing from the wet sounds of your pussy.

“i-i’m gonna cum,” you cry, screwing your eyes shut.

steve let’s out a grunt before telling you, “then fucking cum.” you gasp as your muscles tense and an intense wave of hot pleasure floods your nervous system. eddie’s fingers don’t let up as steve’s falter under the grip of your spasming walls. you roll your hips, moans of ‘master’ and ‘daddy’ leaving your lips as you ride out your high.

“good girl,” eddie coos, kissing your face as he continues rubbing at your clit. steve pulls his fingers from you, sitting back on his knees as eddie lets you finish out your high. you finally open your eyes, seeing eddie smiling down at you. he presses his lips against yours as steve begins removing his shirt.

you whimper when eddie pulls away, only for him to crawl down and lay on his stomach between your legs. steve shimmies out of his jeans, crawling to instead sit behind you and prop you against his chest. “what are we-“ you begin but then eddie is licking a stripe up your sensitive slit. you gasp, reaching down to tangle a hand in his hair. he chuckles against you, the vibrations making you twitch.

steve’s hands come from behind, finding your tits and immediately squeezing them. you don’t know what to focus on as eddie’s tongue teases over your clit and steve goes between squeezing your breasts and pulling on your nipples.

one hand is tangled in eddie’s hair while the other grips steve’s thigh. eddie pulls your clit between his lips and sucks on his causing you to moan. “fuck, daddy, please,” you say breathily, pushing him into your pussy.

“stop being so greedy, slut,” steve growls in your ear. he harshly slaps your tits causing you to gasp. the noises from eddie sucking at and licking your pussy are sinful but it only urges you on farther.

his tongue dips down to your soaked entranced, thrusting inside and simultaneously grinding his nose against your clit. eddie unintentionally grinds into the floor as he grips your thighs hard enough for his rings to leave indents. “you going to cum on eddie’s tongue? going to make a mess of his face like the whore you are?” steve asks, harshly tugging your nipple as you make eye contact with eddie.

you whine as the knot begins building again and you become hyper aware of everything touching your skin. your back plastered against steve, his hard cock pressing up against you as he gripped your tits. eddie’s cold rings bringing relief to your skin that was on fire as he moves back up to keep lapping at your clit.

“cum, pretty girl,” eddie mumbles against you before sucking harshly on your clit, carefully teasing it with his teeth gently. your head falls onto steve’s shoulder as you cum for the second time. eddie laps your clit through your orgasm after a gush of your cum coats his chin.

steve sucks another hickey into your neck as you come down from your high, eddie moving to do the same to your inner thighs. you lay there, slumped against steve as you wait for yourself to get back together and feeling the two suck bruises into your skin. “you should taste her,” eddie says when he finally pushes himself up. steve reaches down, using two fingers to collect your arousal before placing them in his mouth.

he moans at the taste, watching you whimper as you watch. “you wanna taste yourself?” steve asks as he pulls off his fingers with a pop. you nod, and steve repeats the action only bringing his fingers to your mouth. he pushes them all the way in your mouth as eddie sheds his clothes.

“thank you, master,” you say once he pulls away and then you look to eddie. “thank you, daddy,” you mumble shyly, your mind replaying the sight of him between your legs.

“you’re welcome, princess,” eddie says with a smile, pulling his boxers off. your eyes fall to his cock and widen as it slaps against his chest. “you ready to get fucked, sweet girl? think we’ll let steve go first, yeah?“ he suggests, falling to his knees and crawling to you. he places some hair behind your ear as he studies your face. you nod at him before looking back to steve.

steve isn’t as sweet and caring as eddie, but you don’t care. he doesn’t kiss you for reassurance or give you any input before looking to eddie. “want to fuck her mouth while i do?” he asks, an image coming to his min.

eddie laughs, literally laughs, before smiling. “i like the way you think,” he says and then he’s grabbing you to help place you on your hands and knees. you don’t even know it’s about to happen, but soon enough steve’s head is pushing at your entrance. you gasp at how big he already feels. you can’t see it, but you’re pretty sure he’s thicker than eddie.

steve grips your hips, sliding slowly into you as not to hurt you. “you ready?” he asks once he is fully buried inside you for a moment.

“y-yes, master,” you stutter and then he’s pulling back to slam into you. eddie grabs your chin, admiring your face as steve sets a steady pace and you moan in pleasure. he strokes your chin with his thumb before bringing it up to drag your lip down.

you look at him helplessly as steve grunts, his cock being squeezed by your walls. your eyes close as eddie presses his thumb inside your mouth. you suck on it obediently as steve drives deeper and deeper into you.

eddie pulls his thumb from your mouth when steve begins going faster, hitting against that certain spot inside of you each time. “open your mouth,” eddie demands, stroking his cock as he tilts your head towards him. you do as you’re told and eddie slides himself into your warm mouth. his dick is heavy against your tongue as his hands move to grab your hair. he waits to see steve’s rhythm before pulling you forward to match it. you gagged around his cock before forcing your throat to relax.

as eddie’s cock left your mouth, you were being slammed onto steve’s and then it would switch. your eyes watered as the mix of pleasure and pain you were feeling as you kept steady eye contact with eddie. “oh fuck, if only steve could see your face,” eddie groans, snapping his hips into your mouth.

steve reaches around your waist to start rubbing uncoordinatedly at your clit. “getting close, fuck your cunt is so tight. i need you to cum again, y/n, cum around my cock,” he demands and you let out a cry, tears spilling from your eyes.

the mixed sounds of their moans is the missing piece that sends you over the edge. your whole body shakes as you clamp down on steve. eddie pulls out of your mouth and steve is quickly flipping you over. you slam hard onto the ground but aren’t even able to acknowledge it as your eyes roll back and you gush on steve’s cock. he pulls out, jerking himself off until his cum is splattering over your abdomen.

you don’t get a chance to recover before eddie is taking steve’s place and entering you. you let out a scream as eddie thrusts into you. steve catches his breath before sticking his fingers down your throat and pulling at your nipples. your shaking in overstimulation as eddie pounds into you. “look so pretty like this for daddy, fuck,” eddie says, his hair hanging in his face. you moan around steve’s fingers, seeing stars as you feel the knot build once again.

eddie grabs your legs, pulling them up and over his shoulders. he holds on to your shins as he hammers into you, watching the way your eyes roll and spit dribbles past steve’s fingers. the new position has the head of his cock hitting your g-spot perfectly.

you’re cumming again in less than a minute without warning. you’re not able to talk with steve’s fingers pressing against your tongue but honestly you probably wouldn’t have been able to anyway. tears leak from your eyes as your body jolts in a way similar to a seizure, cries of pleasure and small moans leaving your throat. eddie drops your legs and then is pulling out, repeating steve’s actions but cumming on your tits. steve removes his fingers as eddie falls to your side, sitting with his head tilted back as he catches his breath. steve watches carefully, half worried you might actually be having a seizure as you continue to convulse. you eventually stop and squeeze your legs together, rolling onto your side to face away from them.

you begin to cry, hiding the small sobs that wrack through you. in no way did you regret it or were hurt, you were just vulnerable. “do we… we should like, hold her ‘n stuff, right?” eddie questions, still slightly restless as he looks at you in concern.

steve looks from him to you before furrowing his brows. “is that gay?” steve asks and eddie narrows his eyes at him. “no that it matters i was-“ steve continues quickly.

“it’s aftercare, steve,” eddie says and steve nods.

“yes, right,” steve confirms and watches as eddie moves to his knees.

eddie stretches his back for a moment. “least she deserves after we fucked her stupid is some cuddles, right y/n,” he says lightly, grabbing your shoulder and tugging you to lay on your back again. he notices your tears and he falters. “you okay?” he asks worriedly which has steve rushing to your side.

you nod, looking between the two. “i would really like those cuddles,” you whimper, not meaning to sound so sad.

eddie nods and looks around. “of course, hunny. uh steve, there should be a rag in my glove box can you get it?” eddie says in a hurried tone. steve nods, standing and pulling up his boxers before going to find it. eddie caresses your face, reaching to grab his underwear and shirt with his opposite hand. “promise you’re okay? we didn’t take it too far?” he asks.

“promise, i really enjoyed it,” you say and steve comes back with the rag. he kneels next to you, wiping his and eddie’s cum off of you while eddie pulls on his boxers.

“can you sit up?” steve asks once he’s done, noticing eddie sitting there with his shirt ready for you. you reach out for his hands, them shaking before he grabs them. the boys help you into eddie’s shirt before laying you back down.

eddie lays his arm across your upper torso, resting his hand right under you your breasts as you lean into him. steve hooks one arm around your waist before finding one of your hands with the other. he lays his head against your shoulder as he and eddie tangle the three of your legs together.

you lay there in comfortable silence before you let out a sigh. “sorry, dustin,” you mumble into the air. the three of you erupt into laughter at your comment. poor dustin.

based on a prompt from @hideeznuts (along with @bellajg21)

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chance encounters of circumstance

explicit (18+) | steddie | 1.8k | shower sex (frottage/hand jobs), virgin eddie, pwp, pre-relationship

Steve can’t think straight. He can’t find the answer, every possibility getting lost somewhere between his brain and his tongue. All he can manage to do is look at Munson’s lips, soft and pink and wet, droplets collecting at the edge of his bottom lip. He swallows, blinks, and leans forward without thinking. He expects a fist to the nose, or to fall into empty air as Munson scarpers away. Instead, he finds warm lips against his, eager and greedy. - - - Steve's avoiding Hargrove. Eddie's hot water is broken. They both end up in the locker room showers after everyone else has gone home.

The school showers have become a thing of dread for Steve. 

They used to be a nice wind-down, the steam clearing his head, the hot water easing the knots in his shoulders while laughter and chatter from his teammates echoed off the tiled walls. He used to look forward to those post-practice showers. For him, practice wasn’t over until after the showers, the final ritual in the bethel of basketball. 

That’s how it always was, until senior year. Until he was dropped from the top of the food chain. Until Billy goddamn Hargrove.  

Suddenly, Steve was running extra drills after practice by himself, or coming up with an excuse, any excuse he could to talk to the coach. Or he’d volunteer to put the balls away and end up organizing them by how deflated they were. Anything he could do to avoid hitting the showers at the same time as the other guys. 

By the second half of senior year, he has it down to an art. Maybe, by now, the guys know what he’s doing. Maybe they have their own suspicions about him. Either way, they don’t question what’s taking so long or try to rush him along.

Steve’s grateful for it. 

His routine changes. No longer a ritual of camaraderie, but one of solitude. Just him, and the pounding of water against his skin. Near silence. Complete peace. 

He isn’t expecting someone to pop around the corner just after he’s stripped off and stepped into the shower, hand poised to switch on the water. A dark head of curls and wide brown eyes, frozen for a moment before turning and disappearing back into the locker room. 

Steve doesn’t know Eddie Munson, not personally. He knows of Eddie Munson, though. He’s heard rumors of the guy worshiping Satan, has seen him dealing at parties, thinks maybe they're in the same gym class but he's only turned up two or three times this year. 

And he feels weird, knowing Munson is just sitting out there waiting for Steve to finish, or maybe took off altogether. So he grabs his towel, wraps it around his waist and calls around the corner. 

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This is so wrong. Part ii.

Pairing: Steve x Eddie x reader / Steddie x reader

Summary: Steve Harrington has a massive crush on his two best friends, Eddie Munson and you (Eddie’s girlfriend). He’s tried his best to hide his feelings but what happens when you both catch him in a very vulnerable position.

Part 1 Part 3 Part 4

Warnings: Smut (18+), jerking off, voyeurism (or at least mentions of previous voyeurism), language, perv!Steve, mentions of previous panty stealing, ring/hand kink, perv!Eddie, kind of perv!reader. Dom! Eddie, Sub! Steve, Sub!Reader, Face riding (female receiving), Oral (male and female receiving), overstimulation, Dacryphilia, Eddie being a little mean, but also kinda nice and also not being able to shut up.

Word count: 4.5k

a/n: Part 2 of “This is so wrong”! Thank you to everyone who requested this and for all the love on the first part. Hope you enjoy! As always, any feedback or thoughts are greatly appreciated!

Let me know if anyone would like a part 3!

“Whatcha doing in here Harrington?” 

The question cuts through Steve like a knife, his eyes flying open at the sound of Eddies voice. He’s met with the older man, standing over him beside his bed. And not just Eddie, but past him you’re standing in his doorway. He’s suddenly very aware of how naked he is, with his still hard cock in his hand, his cum all over himself with the fake Eddie rings still around his fingers and your panties still in his left hand. Steve couldn’t seem to move, fear and shame holding him in place as he stared up at Eddie’s dark gaze in shock. 

Slowly Eddie knelt down beside him. “I asked you a question” Eddie warned, “what are you doing in here?” 

“I- uh, nothing, I mean ah not nothing I was just ah, you know um-“ Steve tried, but what was he supposed to say? I’m jerking myself off to the thought of you two because god I find you both so attractive and I can’t stop thinking about you and I have a giant crush on you both and I dunno I might even be in love with you both but who knows so I went out and bought 3 rings because they look similar to yours and oh also your girlfriend left her panties here and instead of returning or throwing them I kept them and smell them pretending it’s her riding my face as I pretend my hand is you jerking me off. Yeah, he definitely can’t say that. 

“Nothing?” the older man questions. “Because to me it seems like you’ve gone and bought some cheap knock offs of my rings to wear as you jerk yourself off. Hmm?” 

Steve doesn’t reply. 

“And seems to me,” Eddie continues, “that you’ve stolen a pair of my girl’s panties, cause I sure as hell remember them, used ta be my favourite pair too,” he taunts. 

Steve can feel himself shrinking under Eddie’s gaze, wishing the bed would open up and swallow him whole. Anything to get away from Eddie’s dark accusing gaze, the shame settling in the pits of Steve stomach, but also, unfortunately, his dick. It jumps ever so slightly as Eddie accuses him. Which he hopes goes unnoticed by the metalhead. It doesn’t. 

“Looks to me like King Steve is actually a bit of a fucking perv huh?” Eddie continues. Loving the way Steve is reacting to his taunting.

Eddie slowly sits down resting a hand on Steve’s thigh. Steve’s breath stops as he looks down at Eddie’s ring covered hand on his thigh. So close to where he actually wants it. Steve doesn’t dare to move.

“Do you feel ashamed Steve?” Eddie asks, as he grips Steve’s thigh tighter. Steve only makes a quiet choked sound in reply, voice suddenly lost.

“Or maybe,” Eddie continues, “you’d wished we’d find you, huh perv?”

Steve’s dick twitches.

“Ohhhh” Eddie taunts, “that’s it isn’t?”

Eddie leans forward. Invading Steve’s space even more. He’s so close to Steve’s face and Steve wants nothing more to lean forward and capture Eddie’s lips between his own. “You’d secretly hoped we’d find you laid out like this, whimpering our names, hoping we’d come in and watch your pervy little display, huh?”

“Yes,” Steve whimpers.

Suddenly Eddie stands and Steve’s sure he’s about to walk out. He has to fix this; he can’t lose you both because he was a creepy fuck who couldn’t stop thinking about fucking his best friends. “Eddie, wait. I’m – I’m so sorry I- “, Steve starts to say but is cut off by Eddie shushing him.

He closes his mouth obediently, feeling like he might cry. He knows there’s nothing he could say that would stop you both from leaving now, from hating him, he starts to accept the fact that he’ll probably never get to hang out with you both ever again.

Suddenly, as Eddie starts to walk towards the door, he stops. Instead sitting on the edge of Steve’s bed. Steve looks at him with wide confused eyes as Eddie stares back with a dark expression that Steve doesn’t understand. You understand, however, you’ve seen that look on Eddie’s face many times. Steve, and probably you, are really in for it now.

Eddie turns to you with his hand out, beckoning you to him. It takes you a couple seconds to remember how to move your legs but the look in Eddie’s face forces you to move forward. You grab his hand as he gently pulls you to sit next to him at the end of the bed.

“Now,” He starts, “we’re gonna help Stevie here feel good. Gonna give ‘im a taste of the real thing, would you like that sweetheart?” Eddie asks sweetly. You flick your gaze to Steve and for the first time since this whole ordeal started, your eyes meet. His pupils are blown out and filled with lust and shame. He looks completely fucked out already and you can’t deny how your legs clench and your panties soak at how desperate and flushed he looks.

“Don’t try to deny it baby,” Eddie continues, you look back at him and he holds your gaze. His hand coming up to cup your jaw, absentmindedly running his thumb over you jaw and bottom lip. He leans in, voice a low teasing whisper, “I felt the way you were grinding against me before. Saw those pretty thighs clenching together too” he teases. Steve starts to squirm, suddenly remembering the fact that only minutes ago both you and Eddie had watched him cum, whimpering both your names. The embarrassment starts to grow even more than Steve thought possible.

“So?” Eddie asks slightly harsher, growing impatient.

“Yes sir,” you finally breathe out. “Wanna help you make Stevie feel good” you say, head slightly hanging as your cheeks flush. Embarrassed at how turned on this is making you.

Steve’s dick jumps at your obedience, wishing you’d call him Sir too. But he knows he’s in no place to ask or expect anything like that right now. Hell, he’s just happy neither of you have left yet and the fact that he might even be touched by both of you, he can’t believe it. 

“Good girl,” Eddie coos, and Steve thinks he could pass out from how turned on he is by your interaction. Eddie leaves the end of the bed and comes to sit next to Steve again.

“Hands by your sides,” Eddie orders Steve. Steve realises he’s still got his dick in one hand and your panties in the other, frozen in the same place since Eddie walked into the room. He quickly throws your panties on the bedside table and drops his hands to his sides.

“Now don’t you dare move,” Eddie warns.

“Yes sir,” Steve replies before he can stop himself. He’s about to start apologising until he sees Eddie’s lips start to curl up in a slight smile.

“Good,” Eddie praises. It goes straight to Steve’s dick. It’s not as sweet or filled with the same pride as when Eddie praised you, but it motivates him to be as good as possible in hopes that Eddie might praise him as sweetly.

Eddie’s fingers ghost up the side of Steve’s thigh and over the length of his dick. It jumps as the feather light touch and Steve musters everything in him to not squirm or buck up. Slowly Eddie starts to apply more pressure and it has Steve whimpering already.

Eddie chuckles degradingly at Steve’s eagerness, finally gripping the base of his dick. Steve can feel Eddie’s rings against the soft skin, and he thinks he must’ve died and gone to heaven with how divine they feel. So much better than doing it to himself. Eddie slowly starts to pump Steve’s cock and Steve’s already a moaning, whimpering mess.

“Yeah perv?” Eddie mocks, “this what you were needing?”.  

“Yes Sir,” Steve moans, “feels so- fuck, goooooood.”

Eddie turns to you while still slowly pumping Steve. “Come sit on the other side of him pretty girl” he calls. You obey, coming to sit on the other side of Steve. You watch Eddie’s hand thrust up and down on his dick, trying to ignore the ache between your legs at the sight and the sounds Steve was making. Eddie’s barely even touched him and he’s already such a mess for him, you think.

“Give her your cheap knock offs,” he orders Steve, nodding to the rings still around his fingers. He shakily removes all three of them and places them in your palm. His hand lingers there, and you stroke your thumb over the top of his hand reassuringly. He stares up at you with a look of adoration and lust. You can feel your panties flood at the sight.

Eddie watches the exchange, hating how much he loves how sweet you are. Even after you both caught Steve being a total creep, you’re still being so soft with him. He hates even more how his dick reacts to it.

“Put them on,” Eddie demands, growing impatient. You jump slightly at his voice, dropping Steve’s hand and rushing to slide the rings over you fingers. They don’t quite fit your tiny fingers, but this weirdly turns both the boys on even more.

Eddie then holds the hand that was jerking off Steve out to you. This causes Steve to let out a sound in protest but its quickly shut up by the warning look Eddie gives him.

You place your hand in Eddie’s, letting him guide you over to Steve’s cock. You grab it and Eddie places his hand on top of yours, fingers in between yours, as he starts to move both of your hands along the length.

Steve’s dick feels heavy in your hands. It’s so soft and so hard. You’re mesmerised by Eddie’s hand around yours, both stroking Steve’s dick. He’s leaking so much precum and you wish you could lean down and lick it. Have the musty, salty taste invade your mouth. But you wouldn’t dare, not unless Eddie tells you to.

Steve is an absolute mess. He’s moaning, whimpering, and begging a mix of profanities and your names repeatedly. He’s trying his hardest not to buck up into your hands, wishing you’d both go faster. Every so often he loses control and slightly thrusts up, but Eddie lets it slide as he’s not even sure the other man knows he’s doing it.

Steve knows it’s so wrong to want more in this situation. He knows he’s the luckiest man alive that you two haven’t cursed his name and left, but with Eddie fulfilling his part of Steve’s fantasy he can’t help but wish you would fulfill yours.

Steve lets out a groan that sounds a lot more frustrated than he means. Eddie cocks his head at this. “What’s wrong pretty boy?” Eddie asks with mock sympathy. The pretty boy replaying in Steve’s head. “’s this not living up to ya expectations?” he continues.

“No, NO!” Steve protests quickly, “It’s so good, it’s so, so fucking good.”

“But…?” Eddie questions. Steve doesn’t answer. Eddie lets out a sigh halting both of your hands. Steve’s head shoots up, a mix of confusion and betrayal on his face. Eddie laughs at him condescendingly.

“Be honest with me now Harrington” Eddie warns, “or this is done and we’ll both leave you hanging.”

“It’s just-“ he starts, “I um- when I usually think… of you both… when I’m um… you know… you’re here, doing what you’re doing now, which feels incredible by the way, but she’s usually… um, in a…”

“Different position?” Eddie finishes for him. Steve nods, not meeting your gaze.

“Hmmm, you know I do recall hearing you moaning something about a position when we caught you before. What position was that…?” He questions to himself, bringing the hand not around Steve’s dick up to tap his chin in a fake pensive way. You can’t help but smirk at his cruel but eccentric behaviour. Even while you’ve both got your hands wrapped tightly around Steve’s aching cock.

“Oh!” Eddie pretends to remember, “I’ve got it! I remember you moaning something along the lines of need you to sit on my face, yeah, hop up here. Oh god, you taste so fucking good, you like it when I fuck you with my tongue?” Eddie does in his best whiny Steve voice. Steve’s cheeks flush a dark shade of red, not meeting either of your gazes and you can’t help but think he looks so hot like this.

You can’t help but accidently giggle at Eddie’s impression. The shame of you laughing at him begging for you has Steve’s dick jumping in your hands. You clench your thighs tighter together as you notice.

“What do you think sweetheart,” Eddie asks you, “wanna help Steve live out his full pervy fantasy?” He says the last three words with extra dramatics. You nod sheepishly at this and Steve whimpers at your agreement. You can’t help but feel embarrassed about how much you need to feel Steve’s tongue and lips all over your soaked cunt.

Eddie gives you a dark smile. “Strip,” is all he says, releasing your hand. You stumble off the bed a little too eager and Eddie gives you a smirk at this. You take off the rings, placing them on the bed side table with your panties and quickly strip off the rest of your outfit. After you’ve stripped you look back at the two boys on the bed. Both of them taking in every inch of your body with their eyes. A look of lust and adoration plastered on both their faces, and you’ve never felt hotter and more desirable than you do right now.

You walk towards the top of the bed. Slowly climbing on and over Steve’s face, facing Eddie. Steve helps you get your leg over him and gives you his hands for stability, then quickly returns them to his sides, afraid Eddie will scold him for disobeying. You hover over his face, not daring to lower yourself before Eddie gives you the go ahead.

As you hover above him Steve can’t help but inhale your scent. Groaning at how much stronger the smell is compared to your panties he’s been using.

“Smells so sweet doesn’t she Harrington?” Eddie questions. Steve can only barely whimper out a small yes, too lost in your smell and excitement to just finally taste you. The praise from both the boys goes straight to your core and you’re surprised your arousal hasn’t dripped down on Steve’s face.

Eddie meets your gaze, searching for any sign of discomfort at what’s about to happen. He, of course, finds none and can tell how desperate you are to have Steve on you.

“Give ‘im a taste, Sugar” he finally says. You finally lower yourself enough that Steve can run his tongue along your folds. He groans at the sweet taste of you and ruts up into Eddie’s hand that’s returned to his dick.

You swear Steve has gone mad. His tongue is going crazy below you. He’s licking long desperate stripes up the length of you pussy with the flat of his tongue, then flicking up and circling your clit before going back to long licks. He’s doing that over and over again while being a moaning and whimpering mess.

You whimper and look down when Steve suddenly stops. You’re about to hop off thinking you’ve done something wrong, or Steve’s decided he doesn’t want this anymore but then he asks Eddie in the sweetest most fucked out, weak voice “Can I please touch her Sir?.” Your toes curl at how easily he’s slipped into being obedient for Eddie.

Eddie tries to hold back a sweet smile. Trying to keep up the dominant almost angry demeaner, but it’s hard when Steve’s glancing at him so sweetly from between your legs and asking him so nicely like such a good boy.

“Of course you can my good boy,” Eddie grants him. And this is all Steve needs to hear before his hands are shooting up to wrap around your thighs, forcing you down on to his face. Burying his tongue deep in your cunt. He can’t help but feel proud of himself for getting praised by Eddie how he so desperately wanted to be before.

You cry out at the feeling of Steve’s tongue stretching you out. He licks and fucks your hole and then sticks his tongue down to tease your clit and you can’t help the filthy moans that are pouring out of you. Steve sticks his tongue back, deep in your pussy and slides his hand higher up your thigh so his fingertips can circle your clit.

You grind down on him involuntarily, the pleasure coursing through you as he continues to abuse your hole and clit. You throw your head back, feeling the coil in your core wind tighter and tighter. Steve Harrington was really living up to all the rumours.

Eddie saw how good Steve was making you feel and started to pump Steve even faster. It was bordering on too hard for Steve, but he loved every second of it. Eddie started to palm himself through his jeans at the sight before him. Steve spread out with his hard leaking dick in Eddie’s hand, face buried in your cunt, a mix of your arousal and his spit dripping down his chin, one hand gripping your thigh and the other playing with your clit. And you, sat atop Steve’s face like your very own throne, head thrown back in pleasure, one of your hands gripping Steve’s wrist for stability, the other one twisting one of your nipples. Both of you making the filthiest moans and pleas.

Eddie could definitely get used to this.

You whimpering Eddie’s name took him out of his current thoughts. By the look on your face, he could tell you were close. “What’s wrong pretty girl? You gonna cum all over Stevie’s face?” he cooed. You nodded and whimpered in response, Steve never slowing his actions. “What about you Stevie, you getting close too?” Eddie questioned. He’s pretty sure he saw him nod but he’s also pretty sure Steve’s too far gone to even hear him at this point. But if how much his dick was pulsing in his hand and the steady flow of precum were anything to go by, Steve was very close.

“It’s okay,” he reassured, loving having both of you under so much control, both of you trusting him so much. “Want you both to come,” he continued as he sped up his movements on Steve’s dick even more, “wanna see both my pretty, dirty, little sluts cum for me.”

Eddie’s words were the extra push that sent you over the edge. You gushed around Steve, moaning his and Eddie’s names, the feeling of it and you pulsing sending Steve over the edge too. Steve came for a second time with a choked-out moan, never stopping his actions on your pussy. He came for what felt like hours as he dribbled out all over Eddie’s hands and rings.

After you both recovered from your highs Eddie helped you off Steve’s face with his free hand. Helping you sit in your earlier position on the opposite side of Steve. Eddie then bought his cum covered fingers up to your face. You gladly opened you mouth so Eddie could shove them inside. Lapping and sucking all of Steve’s cum off the digits. You moaned at finally getting a taste of Steve. Eddie’s eyes slightly rolled back in his head as he groaned at the feeling of your tongue all over his fingers as you eagerly lapped at them.

Steve watched you two through lidded eyes. Still panting from his earlier orgasm. Sore dick already growing semi hard again at the sight of you moaning from the taste of him. “Does he taste good sweetheart?” Eddie asks you. You let go of Eddie’s fingers with a pop. “Mmm so good,” you reply. “Lemme have a taste,” he mumbles, leaning in to capture you’re lips with his. The kiss in messy. Eddie’s tongue invading your mouth, finding any remnants of Steve’s taste.

Eddie pulls back from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting you both. You go to chase his lips, but Eddie brings his hand up to cup your face, stopping you. He chuckles at you warmly. “Mmm, you’re right, he does taste good,” he confirms. Yep, Steve’s definitely hard again.

“Want more,” you beg. Eddie is quick to oblige you, knowing that this will be absolute torture for Steve. “Have at it, baby,” he says, motioning towards Steve already hard cock. You quickly settle between Steve’s legs as Eddie stands up and before Steve can protest or ask for a little more time to recover, you’re taking him in your mouth.

Steve’s hands fly out to grip the sheets on either side of him. Hissing at the overstimulation. You start to bob you head, taking more and more of him down your throat. You moan around him, feeling his thick cock stretch out your throat so well.

He lets out an almost pained sound and you look up at his scrunched-up face. You start to pull back, about to ask if it’s too much and he wants you to stop when Eddie grabs your head, shoving you fully on to Steve’s cock. You do your best to try and not gag around his size.

Steve cries out as he feels his dick slide all the way down your throat. “P-Please,” he whimpers, “’s too much! I-I can’t.”

“Yes, you can,” Eddie replies. He lets go of you head and you slide off of Steve halfway to swallow and catch your breath. But you don’t dare take him out of your mouth fully, still suckling on the tip.

“What’s wrong Stevie?” Eddie sneers, “just before you were begging for us to make you feel good, now here we are generously making you feel extra good, and you don’t even want it?” Steve knows Eddie’s right. That he is in no place to complain. Eddie leans in “If it’s too much speak up now,” he says in a slightly softer, but still firm tone, “but just know this is over once you do.”

Steve swallows, hard. “No, i-it’s good,” he stutters, “please keep going.” Eddie smiles at this, straightening back up and removing his shirt. You start to bob your head again, going slightly slower this time to try and help him out a little bit. He’s still whimpering through, the overstimulation almost too much but oh so good.

Eddie quickly unbuckles is pants and pulls his pants and boxers down in one motion. His angry hard dick finally springing free. Eddie notices Steve eyeing him. Taking in every tattoo that lines his chest and arms and finally gaze landing on Eddie’s weeping cock. Steve moans as Eddie taken himself in his hand. Jerking himself off over Steve’s body.

You speed up your actions on Steve’s dick, jerking off what you can’t fit in your mouth and every so often taking him fully down your throat gagging every now and then. The room is filled with you muffled moans, Steve’s whimpers and cries and Eddie’s groans.

“Faster,” Eddie instructs you. You speed up, opting for more and more deepthroating of Steve’s dick as Eddie speeds up stroking himself, getting dangerously close to the edge. The new speed is too much for Steve, his knuckles white as he grips the sheets, almost ripping holes in the cotton. He can’t help the tears that start to pool in his eyes, daring to spill out at any moment. Of course, Eddie notices this.

“Aw what’s wrong pretty boy?” Eddie coos in a sweet but condescending tone. His voice strained as the sight of Steve crying turning him on more.

“Please Eddie,” Steve begs, but he’s not sure what he’s begging for, for more or for less but he needs something.

“Don’t worry Stevie, we’ve got you. Just cum all down her -fuck- down her fucking throat,” Eddie responds, voice strained.

Steve’s third orgasm sneaks up on him. It goes from all being too much to falling over the edge in a second. Steve’s hand shoots down to tangle in your hair, pulling harshly but you can’t seem to care. He lets out a strained, broken sob as he finally shoots down your throat.

You welcome all of it and gladly swallow it all, slowing but still bobbing you head on Steve’s cock, milking it all out of him. The sight sends Eddie over the edge as he shoots his cum all over Steve’s chest, head thrown back with a low moan.

Eddie takes a second to catch his breath before he comes to sit next to you on the bed, patting your head. “Open,” he says, checking to make sure you swallowed all of Steve’s seed. You open your mouth, sticking your tongue out. “Good girl,” he coos when he’s met with your empty mouth, rubbing his thumb lovingly across your cheeks. Steve swears he could almost get hard again at the sight.

Suddenly Eddie lets go of your face, turning to Steve with his hand out. “Rings,” he demanded. Steve was shocked for a second, still feeling floaty after his multiple orgasms, but quickly sat up and moved to grab the rings once he registered what Eddie had said. “y/n’s panties too,” Eddie added, quickly standing up, shimmying back into his boxers and jeans, and throwing on his shirt.

Steve was quick to grab the items, previously on the bed side table. He placed them in Eddie’s hands hesitantly. The shame of having them starting to rise again as his post orgasm high started to fade, and the reality settled in the pit of his stomach.

Eddie turned to y/n, “Get dressed we’re going,” he ordered. His tone making you quickly comply, finding your clothes from the floor and throwing them on.

“Wait – but, I don’t under-“, Steve started to protest. But he was quickly shut up by Eddie’s hand squeezing his jaw, tilting his head up to meet his gaze. Eddie bent over and Steve couldn’t help how his breath hitched as Eddie leaned in towards him. Steve looked down at the other man’s soft plump lips. Steve thought that Eddie might finally lean in and kiss him, but instead Eddie just cocked his head to the side, expression stern.

“Consider this your punishment Stevie, naughty boys don’t get to play with their toys,” Eddie taunted. But Before Steve could even register what Eddie said or try to think up some sort of a reply or a protest, they were gone. Leaving Steve alone, confused, ashamed, covered in so much cum… and still so horny.

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[steddielations]

Trouble Looks Good On You

It happens like a fever dream.

The first time Steve gives Eddie a swift smack on the ass, it’s obviously just an old jock habit that stuck with him. It wasn’t meant to have Eddie’s knees going weak, or turn his blood hot under his skin, or give him a brand in the shape of Steve Harrington’s hand, or— Nope, because Eddie’s not even into that.

But then, it happens again.

Or, Steve keeps accidentally awakening Eddie’s new kinks.

Chapter Two on Ao3

[thegoblinboy]

Veins, Lights, Camera, Action! 18+ Only

Tw; This is just pure smut so be warned

Summary; Eddie is a famous actor who has landed himself in the hospital, where he finds himself receiving a hand job from one of the most hottest nurses ever.

Note; I don’t write smut often so… yeah. Here’s this. (It’s all consensual as well)

Eddie’s hand, shaky but determined creeps down his stomach. A bit hesitant of pulling a IV out but god. He craved to be touched, hospital be damned.

Due to the fact that he was a pretty well known he was thankful enough to get his own room. Knowing that there was a possibility he would’ve been in the same room as a fan and that wasn’t a good idea.

His hand freezes as he watches the door, seeing the shadows of nurses casting through the blurry glass. No one could look in and see what he was doing. His heart was racing, feeling like at any moment he could get caught. Eddie did not handle embarrassment well.

Whimpering he feels his cock twitch, jerking up onto his stomach on its own. Biting his lip hard, he knows that he’ll feel teeth idents later after he was finished on the inside of his cheek as well.

He could do this is in the bathroom, but he still couldn’t stand up for long. That and the amount of equipment he had hooked up to him, he wasn’t allowed to use the bathroom alone on a good day let alone right now. Afraid that he would crack his head open on the sink or floor or better yet break thousands of dollars worth of equipment.

The room is dark, every light off except the screen showing his heart monitor and vitals, so he could see the outline of his dick pressed up against his stomach underneath the green sheets. Blushing in embarrassment as a damp spot starts to form from where the cloth landed on his tip. He had eagerly pulled his hospital gown up his body, not caring about seeing the bandages wrapped around his body. He was desperate to get off. Body dysmorphia could fucking hold its britches just for a god damn second.

His breathing is shaky and the only thing heard in the room as he gently wraps his fingers around his shaft. Squeezing it a little as he feels how hard he was. Groaning as he tilts his head back a bit in the sheets. Just feeling the weight of himself in his hand for a second, processing that he could actually feel his hand wrapped around himself. That alone was a relief. The drugs had numbed him to the point he couldn’t feel his dick, which meant he didn’t know he had a boner until he shifted just right most nights.

He moves his hand up after a second, excited to know he could finally have a orgasm if things went well. Shifting around a bit more he moves glancing over at the tissues. Groaning as he reaches over for them. Barely grabbing them and setting them down on his side. That alone knocking the air out of him as he’s tempted to call it quits. But he knows if he does this he’ll have the best nap after word. He craved for a sleep that wasn’t induced by drugs or pain. He wanted the daze of post orgasm, where he drifts off into his head for a bit before sleeping constantly. Riding out his high.

He needed something, anything to get his hand wet. Sighing he comes to terms with the fact his spit would have to do. Even though it wasn’t the best lubricant, it was better then none. Groaning he spits in his hand, it’s a little disgusting but he doesn’t care as he wraps his hand around himself again. Moving and getting his legs situated, putting the bottom of his feet on his sheets. Squeezing himself again as he takes a moment to play with himself.

Rubbing his thumb over his tip, watching it pull back and a droplets of precum leak out. Sliding down his shaft, mixing with his saliva down to his base. Whining a little his mouth falls open as he starts to move his thumb in circles, and watching his dick twitch around as he overstimulates himself within seconds. Tears forming in his eyes as he groans gently. Moving his other hand up to his mouth to conceal any noises he would possibly make.

He grunts gently in his palm when he realizes he was making himself too wet, forcing himself to pull his sheet off of himself as he prays that there were no cameras aimed at him right now. Or that he got the sheets to dirty. The thought of someone watching him or better yet recording him was causing his heart to race more. He hated this, but he was so horny that he couldn’t just leave it alone. He had already done that for the last four nights whenever the nurse came in.

The nurse with the pretty hazel eyes, the floofy hair and light stubble. The one with arms that were most likely the size of Eddie’s head, the one with the hairy chest that poked out from his scrubs and who also had the veiny hands that he couldn’t help but imagine was wrapped around his cock at this very moment. His imagination so vivid that he was picturing as much detail as humanly possible.

He starts to move his hand up and down, twisting his hand a bit as his eyes close. Pleasure blooming through him as he hears the faint slick noise of his hand moving. He really shouldn’t but he can’t help himself as his hips start to thrust up into the palm of his hand. Smearing so much precum all over his fingers and hand.

“Ah - uh - uh, oh fuck.” He moans a little higher then what his voice could actually reach, cracking gently as he tilts his head to the side. Groaning as he moves his hand careful of the tubes connected to him. Cursing under his breath, he could cry when he hears how loud the tubes were being. How the bed creaked back and forth from his movements.

His face is red as he gives up. Pressing his thighs together as he feels his cock angrily twitch. Deciding it wasn’t a good idea to keep going. Feeling grumpy as he checks his IV. Pulling his gown down in defeat as he glares up at the ceiling angrily. Panting gently, as he felt so embarrassed.

He tilts his head to the side when he hears his door creaking open, the light buzz of chatter coming from the nurses station leaking in as Eddie’s favorite nurse walks in. He can’t help but smile through the tears of frustration as he realizes the other probably seen the whole thing. In his horny daze he didn’t think to much on the camera that was in the corner ceiling. Or the fact that the walls were pretty much paper thin.

Steve was humming under his breath as he moves over to check on the tubes. Like he knows exactly what the other was doing. He moves and checks the others vitals as he catches the sound of the others heart slowly recovering from his excitement. To only start racing again as the other leans over him a bit. Flicking the screen of the monitor before smile charmingly down at the other.

“Must’ve been a fluke,” he winks. Pretending to not notice the way the others face goes red before he moves unhooking the tubes from the others arm. Leaving the needle in as Eddie looks confused.

“Figured you might want to move a bit more freely for a second.” He hums casually as he moves to check the others bandages. Making a oh face when he sees the other hard. A soft flush to his face as Eddie tries not to die from embarrassment.

Steve’s eyes meet Eddie’s for a second before glancing over his shoulder at the door and at the camera. Moving his back to hide both of them as he raises his eyebrow. “So that’s why you’re heart went nuts.” He points out. Eddie nods his head dumbly, whining as he feels himself twitching under the others eyes.

Steve hums as he turns around and pulls the curtain around the bed so that the camera couldn’t see them. He moves as he raises his eyebrow, “so- do you need help with anything before I go?” He asks gently. It wasn’t suggestive, he sounded like he was actually going to give Eddie privacy.

Eddie groans as he whimpers. “Yeah, can you help me?” It was worth trying as he watched the others face grow red. Hesitating as he looks at the door before groaning as he moves closer.

“This never happened,” he says as he moves to the side of the other. Challenging Eddie almost who nods dumbly. Steve raises an eyebrow before Eddie gulps and shakes his head no.

“Never happened.” He mumbles before he watches the other intently as he moves pulling a chair over. Acting more casual then what Eddie would expect someone in his position to be. Then again he has given Eddie numerous sponge baths.

The first touch causes Eddie to spasm a bit, legs kicking out a little as the others lips gently wrap around his tip. Pulling back at the sudden movement. Looking up at Eddie intently, moving his head down and pulling the others foreskin back a little and swirls his tongue around gathering his precum up.

Eddie’s struggling to not cum within seconds of the others mouth around him but it’s difficult as the other moves his head down. Swallowing him halfway before pulling back up. Never going further down then that as he bobs his head a bit. Before pulling up and wrapping his hand around the other. Slowly moving his hand as he catches his breath. Watching Eddie who’s eyes stay on him the entire time. Even though it was a battle to keep his eyes on the other the entire time.

Eddie’s mouth falls open when the other starts to pump his fist down on him way faster then what he had been. It’s so sudden that spurts of cum shoot out as his back arches a bit. Chasing his high as his legs shake. Groaning in pleasure but a little bit in pain as he feels his wounds stretch a bit. He was due for more painkillers, reason why he felt so sober for the first time in days.

He’s panting as he comes down. Mouth wide open before his eyes. Smiling dopely at the other who cleans him up with such ease. “Will you go on a date with me tomorrow?” He asks sleepily.

Steve laughs gently, “oh? And where would the date be?” He teases. Looking back up at him curiously.

“Oh.. you know. The cafeteria.” Eddie grins casually. “Heard the jello cups were pretty good.” He giggles as he feels the post orgasm haze hitting. Steve laughs gently.

“Babe, you take your fore-playing a little to serious.” He hums a little as he leans up and kisses Eddie gently.

“Not my fault my boyfriend is a hot nurse.” Eddie grumbles into the kiss. “And had to, never going to have another authentic experience like this, should get injured more often.” He jokes.

Steve laughs as he rolls his eyes. “No you will not be doing that. You know how long it’s going to take me to delete the footage from security of you jerking off? Honestly should just let it leak, teach you your lesson.” He teases.

Eddie laughs as he shrugs. “Oh well, my acting skills called upon me and I think they did pretty good. There were supposed to be more argument when I asked you to help me you know.” He says amused, watching his boyfriends face go pink.

“Oh shut up,” Steve scolds. Moving and kissing the others forehead. “Though, I will be back in to give you your pain meds.” He comments before he’s turning around and throwing the curtains away from the bed.

“Ok, love you Stevie!” Eddie shouts as the other opens the door. Hearing the faint sounds of awes and kissing sounds coming from the nursing desk. Causing Steve to flip him off as he closes the door behind him after a faint

“Love you to asshole,” is heard.

[poisonedprose]

₊˚✧ sex at work

steddie smut

warnings: public sex, cursing, oral m receiving, bondage/bdsm, face/throat fucking, degrading, getting caught

masterlist // part 2

"What if someone walks in?" Steve mumbled incoherently. "Shhh, just relax, baby." Eddie cooed into Steve's ear and rubbed his knee against Steve's erection. "Oh god, Eddie~" Steve whined out letting his head fall against boxes of movies that were stored in the 'employee's only' room. 

Eddie planted rough kisses on Steve's neck and collarbone. Steve's bottom lip slid between his teeth, biting harshly trying to contain his whimpers and moans. 

"You have way too many clothes on right now." Eddie complained and began talking off the 'Family Video' vest steve had to wear along with his shirt. Steve reciprocated Eddie's neediness and lifted Eddie's shirt over his head. 

Steve dipped his head down and peppered soft kisses on Eddie's chest. "Cute." He laughed quietly to himself. Eddie was always amused at how quickly Steve could let his ego go for him. 

"As much as I enjoy this," Eddie began and grabbed his face, making Steve look at him. "I want you on your knees." Eddie whispered in Steve's ear. Steve looked down at Eddie, who gestured for him to get onto his knees. Steve quickly complied, falling to his knees. 

He quickly got to work undoing Eddie's belt. Once he undid the belt, Eddie grabbed it and tightened it around Steve's wrists. Eddie quickly unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down along with his underwear. 

Eddie gently grabbed Steve's hair and pushed him onto his cock. "Oh, fuck." Eddie threw his head back in pleasure. His grip on Steve's hair grew tighter. "I fucking love your mouth." Eddie moaned as Steve bobbed his mouth back and forth on his dick. 

Eddie held Steve's head in place and began thrusting into his mouth. "Look at you, being used like the fucking toy you are." Eddie sped up his thrusts. Steve gagged as Eddie thrusted in his mouth. Tears threatened to spill out from his eyes. 

"So pretty." Eddie cooed through his shallow breaths. Steve looked up at Eddie, silently thanking him with his eyes. "If you keep looking at me like that, I'm gonna cum." Steve held the eye contact. 

"You don't know what you, fuck, do to me." Eddie moaned as he pushed Steve further onto his dick. "Hey, dingus-." Eddie and Steve froze. "Oh my god. I am so sorry!" Robin quickly closed her eyes and tried to stumble out of the room. "You can continue." She shouted. 

Eddie laughed whereas Steve looked mortified. "We just gave her a core memory." Eddie laughed, pulling out of Steve's mouth and wiping the corners of his mouth. "You okay?" He asked genuinely. Steve nodded still unable to form words. 

Eddie began to pull his pants back up. "What- What are you doing?" Steve stammered. "You wanna continue?" Eddie asked and Steve nodded. "Who knew you were so kinky?" Eddie smiled a gripped Steve's hair again.

[muns0nslov3r]

steve and eddie both inside you >>>

you had been resting in bed as you hummed, eddie was in the shower while steve was out getting food for dinner. you read through magazines getting bored as a thought came into your mind. ‘ what if i took steve and eddie at the same time?’ you thought, you’ve never had it happen so you were curious. you got so lost in your thought you didn’t see eddie come in. “ hey princess” he mumbled carefully drying his hair ( man takes good care of that hair) he looked at you smirking as he went by you playing with your hair “ something on your mind hm?” he hummed making you come back to reality “ ah uh there is something on my mind actually” you look up at your boyfriend smiling as you sat up holding eddie close. “ care to share?” he kissed you cheek down to your jaw. you giggled and bit your lip “ i want to surprise stevie, by um you know having both of you inside me? just i don’t know if i can fit you both in there” you explain as eddie had a shit eating smirk on his face “ oh princess, we can find out but in the meantime..i can you know fuck you but with one of your little toys” he whispered in your ear making you gasp. you never thought about trying it that way.

steve came home putting the bags for food on the table and he hung up his coat and put his shoes away “ i’m home guys!” he smiled not hearing a response back. steve saw eddie’s van in the drive way and your shoes on the shoe rack along with your coat, where could you guys be? he walked to the hall as he heard soft moans and whimpers coming from the bedroom, steve knew who’s moans those were. they were your moans, he went into the room to see you laying on your back as eddie was fucking his dick into you. steve froze and looked at you both his pants getting tighter from his boner.

“ hey baby” eddie smirked his thrusts not stopping at all. “ this was her idea, but fuck you should see what i’m seeing baby it’s so fucking sexy” he moaned looking at steve then at you. steve made his way to you guys seeing you fully as he saw a dildo in your cunt as well as eddie’s cock. steve felt like he just died right there in that moment, his cock was aching for release in his jeans. “ what are you staring at harrington why are your clothes still on hm?” he smirked teasing steve. “ shit i’ll- i’ll get them off” he took off his shirt and pants in lighting speed, his cock was aching so bad twitching in his boxers for some relief. he took off his boxers and sighed at the air hitting his dick.

he looked at you as your face was all scrunched up with pleasure as you moaned out eddie’s name. you looked so pretty. “ fuck oh my god here we are gonna try it now okay?” eddie hummed rubbing your clit, making you whimper out a okay. eddie pulled out and carefully pulled out the toy making you whine at the loss of being full. steve helped you up as he laid back on the bed having you in his lap, you softly kissed steve’s mouth as his hands were warm and comforting on your body rubbing your back. eddie grabbed steve’s cock at the base putting the tip inside your weeping cunt. making you moan into steve’s mouth.

steve moaned softly as he thrusted his hips up, you felt eddie behind you rubbing your ass as he lined up his tip to your hole. you blushed and moaned loudly feeling eddie put in his dick, you felt so full the stretch was amazing sense the toy wasn’t as big as steve’s dick.

“ is it okay for us to keep going princess?” eddie rubbed your hips waiting for you to reply, as you simply gave them a soft nod already brain dead. eddie and steve started to thrust slowly holding your waist carefully watching your face. your brain was slowly turning into mush, you had no thought in your head. steve’s thrusts sped up as he moaned kissing your neck leaving hickeys from your jaw down to your breasts. eddie squeezed the flesh of your ass thrusting fast “ shit i don’t think i’m gonna last long, this feels so good” eddie groaned letting down a slap on your ass cheek. making you yelp and moan, you rested your head on steve’s chest moaning as you heard steve’s heart beat.

steve’s thrusts went fast as he smirked rubbing your head as he kissed your forehead softly “ such a good girl” eddie praised you thrusts still at a fast pace “ she is a good girl, and such a pretty girl too” steve moaned “ shit i’m already close fuck!” eddie groaned sneaking a hand between them to rub your clit. you moaned clenching around their dicks as eddie rubbed your clit thrusting faster. steve kissed your jaw thrusting fast. your orgasm grew more and more “ shit i’m gonna cum! please can i cum daddy?” you whimpered clenching around their dicks more “ cum for us baby come on” steve moaned throwing his head back into the pillows.

you came around their dicks with a cry gushing around them as steve and eddie kept thrusting helping you ride out your high. “ shit i’m cumming fuck!!” eddie moaned loudly cumming inside you with a loud groan. “ fuck that’s it good boy” steve praised eddie as steve’s thrusts became sloppy, watching you both come undone made his orgasm come close. eddie slowly pulled out once he got soft panting as he watched steve’s dick disappear inside your pussy. “ shit i’m so close” he groaned gripping your hips thrusting harder and faster. hitting your cervix with each thrust. “ oh fuck! i’m gonna cum baby i’m gonna fucking breed you, do you want my cum baby? wanna be a fucking mama for our kids?” steve moaned thrusting a lot. eddie smirked rubbing steve’s thighs as he came inside your pussy. his seed painting your walls with eddie’s cum too. he slowly pulled out making you whimper “ oh my god” steve panted as you laid on steve having your head on his chest.

“ you did so fucking good baby” eddie praised kissing your head “ and you did so good stevie “ eddie smirked kissing steve’s lips then your lips. “ should we get into the bath or take a little nap?” steve asked you as you closed your eyes huffing out the word nap. making them both giggle and cuddle up with you “ nap it is then “ he smiled.

[adarasink]

atlas in his sleep | steddie series

SUMMARY: The plan was simple. Step one: Max distracted Henry/Vecna/One. Step two: Dustin, Steve, and Eddie distracted him long enough for step three—Robin and Nancy Molotov cocktailed the bastard, finishing him with a bullet between the eyes.

Every step of the plan fails in some way, but they all make it alive. No one knows how Eddie made it out alive. In the regroup, no one understood how Steve helped him survive a hurricane of bats. Steve knew. He dreamt about it day and night for a week until it almost drove him to insanity. Steve would never forget.

OR; A universe where everything almost went to shit, but somehow didn't.

read on ao3 | soundtrack

No one knew how Eddie survived.

No one but Steve, that is.

Steve had clear thoughts — and dreams — of Dustin's face finding their body as Steve dragged Eddie out of Lover's Lake, bloodied and dirtier than he's ever been in his entire life.

"He's... what the fuck. What the fuck! Steve, how the fuck is he alive?"

His lack of answer back then could be attributed to his panting, the tiredness in his bones from carrying both of their bodies, all the blood — god, there's so much blood — and, of course, the need for a goddamn doctor.

"Steve! How is he alive?! What the hell! You can't do that shit to me, you can't just run back through one of the gates and tell me to goddamn WAIT, then—fuck, he's bleeding so much. Is someone on stand-by? This is a Code Red! A code red! We need a doctor!"

Steve held Eddie's body in his arms while they waited for the ambulance, and avoided every other one of Dustin's questions. He might've passed out at some point, but he woke up before the sirens came.

He was alive. Everyone was.

On his ride to the hospital, Steve closed his eyes and prayed that would be enough this time.

For two weeks, Steve was surrounded by the faces of doctors and the smell of sterile rooms.

Even though he needed only a few days at the hospital to tend to his wounds, he was one of many of them who needed a doctor.

Everything was a mess, too, outside of their bubble of 'I Just Saved the World': Hopper was back, but he now worked with the Government in the shadows, trying his best to come up with an excuse (lie) to get Eddie rid of his charges and explain everything that happened, as well as why he was back.

Max almost died.

That one hit Steve in the chest harder than bullets or any demo-bats biting chunks of meat out his body. Max almost fucking died, and Steve felt a sour taste in his mouth every time he blinked and was reminded of that by the sight of her arriving at the hospital with two broken bones, passed out from the shock of the pain and with tears of blood streaming down her face. Max Mayfield, the sass and sunshine aura hidden behind death glares of the group, she had almost died if Eleven hadn't found inside of her the strength and willpower to fight Vecna before he finished his job and it was too late.

What would have happened if Max had died?

"Four sacrifices. Four gates."

Steve dreamt about four gates opening up in his town. Splitting Hawkins into pieces. Sometimes, the gates looked like four gaping eyes. Others, they connected. However the gates appeared in his dreams, it was a sight from hell, but none of them worse than seeing Max pale and comatose.

There was also the fact that Eddie was alive, but things were far from easy for him.

Due to Lucas's statement, painted and curated with the help of Eleven, Joyce, and Hopper, the charges were taken away. There was no cult, the perpetrator of the deaths was being "searched" and they all had witnessed "Henry Creel" tying up Max, trying to perform some sort of "ritual". All the air quotes were necessary and said on live TV by Sheriff Powell. It offered some sort of explanation, along with a whole other lot of bullshit, and removed his charges 'officially', but a town like Hawkins would never forget and drop the opportunity of demonizing the D&D Master of something called Hellfire Club.

So for two weeks, Steve went to the hospital.

He visited Max along with the other kids, read to her, tried his best a teasing remark here and there about 'I'm gonna call a lawyer if you don't wake up soon and see what I can do about getting those Wonder Woman comics I heard you have to myself... I'm serious, Mayfield. I love Wonder Woman', but the silence that followed never got easier.

When not in Max's room, Steve was at Eddie's.

He was there so often, in fact, that Wayne Munson became sort of his... friend.

Well—Steve called him a friend. Getting more than a grunt or a nod from Wayne was as easy as getting candies out of a kid's hand, so the small conversations meant he must at least tolerate Steve's presence. Wayne about his day, offered small talk, even let him be alone with Eddie, something he did only for Dustin and the other boys of Hellfire.

Steve visited him, talking to him whenever he found him awake.

By the third visit, Eddie learned to stop asking the same question Dustin pestered him with: How is he alive, Steve? He was surrounded. What did you do?

Steve avoided them all until they stopped asking.

He was getting good at that.

At one point, Eddie just shook his head, looked Steve up and down, then sighed. "You know, Harrington..."

"Yeah?"

"I have no idea how you did it," Eddie paused for dramatic purposes, pinning Steve under his piercing eyes, saying you know what I'm talking about without opening his mouth, then continued. "But... however it was. Thanks. I mean it. I..." He snickered. "I think I might still have a battle or two left in me, so—" he let out a shuddery breath. "I'm happy I'll be here for them."

"No more battles," Steve said, talking straight out of his ass. Will's words had already arrived in his ears: He's alive. Henry's alive. "Not for a while, at least. I fucking hope not," Steve chuckled humorlessly, looking away from Eddie for a second. "We all need at least a goddamn winter of peace, don't we?"

"Sure do."

"Yeah. So let's hope for that."

"Thought you were gonna say 'pray' for that for a sec," Eddie laughed. Steve joined, finding the same humor in the thought.

"Pray to who?" Steve laughed harder.

"No clue. I always had lots of thoughts on the concept of a god or whatever and why we humans cling to this idea of something 'bigger' than us 'protecting' and 'watching over us', but I am not nearly high enough to get into those." Eddie did air quotes, and Steve noted this is where he got the habit from now.

Two times Robin threw him her weird judgy look when he did air quotes in the middle of their conversation, and Steve just realized that ah... so this is where I saw it first.

Steve nodded. "So you're telling me that when you get high your go-to topics are... god and immortality?"

"Precisely, darling."

"Wow. You sound like a delight to be around when high." Steve should be used by now to the way Eddie called him nicknames and how easy it was to banter with him—they'd done it plenty. Steve was in charge of bringing Eddie any news or supplies when he was hiding, and whether they were walking around woods or stealing vans they had enough bickering to fill in any silence, but it still got to him sometimes. Darling. Big boy.

Eddie stopped staring at him, snorting. "I am." He grinned, dimples and all. Steve had to look away because—his dimples. He laughed, shaking his head and averting his eyes. "I always made Gareth and Jeff almost piss themselves."

"Because Gareth and Jeff are such tough audiences, huh? They barely worship the ground you walk on," Steve offered back with enough sarcasm to make Max proud.

Eddie lifted his arm just to shake a finger in Steve's face. "Nuh huh. You're confusing them with Dustin and Mike."

"God! How could I."

"It's okay, Stevie, you'll get the hang of who my admirers are in no time." Eddie laughed curtly. "They'll be the only handful of people trying to convince the whole town not to burn me with pitchforks when I get outta here."

The image of people crowding outside the hospital doors with pitchforks, yelling 'kill the freak!' among other things made any sort of glee leave Steve's face, and he looked back at Eddie with creased eyebrows. "No one's gonna burn you." Never gonna happen. I won't let it happen. Didn't do what I did to let some human lay a finger on you. Steve swallowed the anger, that familiar sickening feeling he was growing more and more accustomed to these past days, and breathed through it before it took over him. "Stop talking shit, Munson."

"Oops. 'Munson'. Sorry, I won't talk of my haters."

"'s not funny."

"Hey—" Eddie's tone brought Steve's eyes up to his. They looked open, and so earnest that Steve's anger evaporated into thin air. "I know there are people who don't like me, but I know—" he bit his lip, then tried again. "I'm used to their looks, and judgment, and shit. I'm not gonna let it get to me. I know Hopper and Powell are working to make stuff go away."

Steve breathed another moment, then nodded. "Yeah." Things will be fine. He said those words to himself every day and night, even if he barely believed in them.

Eddie nodded back with a tight-lipped smile. "And..." his tone said here it comes. Steve braced himself for the terrible joke. "Even if these people thought they were clever enough to do something to me... they've got nothing on my crew."

It was the smugness in his lips that made Steve feel that tingle in his nape. He was part of Eddie's crew. Somehow in the last few weeks, Steve went from being jealous of him, a mere stranger, to help him escape the law and, later, helping save the city with him. Now he visited him daily. Watched him when he slept, sometimes. Prayed to the darkness he'd be okay, and tried running away from his best friend's inquisitive eyes every time she asked 'are you okay, Steve?' because it sounded a lot like 'where did your mind go to, Steve' and his mind only went to one place now. He shook his head. "Is that right?" Is your crew really that badass?

"You fucking bet it is," Eddie smiled wider. Steve's stomach fluttered at the sight—he loved Eddie smiling so much it made him sick. "My crew's got only Level Twenty bad motherfuckers. And one of 'em is, like, thirteen! D'you know how sick that is?" Eddie blew raspberries. "What are they gonna do against the wrath of Erica Sinclair?"

That made Steve laugh out loud. The idea of anyone having the upper hand against the youngest Sinclair was funnier than anything on TV. "Alright, you've got a point. They have nothing against your crew."

"Damn right they don't," Eddie nodded.

"They don't what?" Wayne's voice asked from the door.

Both Eddie and Steve turned their heads to him, equally surprised by his presence. Steve wondered how long he'd been there, watching their weird exchange.

From Wayne's corner of the mouth smile, he was amused by their antics. Steve knew the rest of the corridor probably weren't as happy with their loud laughter and loud voices, but it seemed to amuse Wayne seeing his kid smile that much.

"This town has nothing on me and my friends," Eddie repeated.

Wayne entered the room nodding and extended one of the two cups in his hands towards Steve, who accepted it with a smile and a thankful nod. "I mean. If everything you kids told me is true, then..." He drifted off, then snickered behind his cup. "Yeah. Sounds about right."

Wayne was way calmer about learning everything Hopper and Joyce had to tell him than any other parent probably would.

Steve lingered in the room a little while longer, happy to be there to witness Wayne and Eddie's awkwardly-paced, yet adorable conversation. They were a lot similar, and Steve could see where Eddie got his dry and quick sense of humor from.

Plus—it was nice seeing a parent who cared.

All Steve got when he showed up bruised and battered in his house was scorn and disdain from both parties.

It was fine.

Steve had his crew, and Eddie was spot-on about one thing: They were a goddamn good crew.

[prettyboyeddiemunson]

14. Tell me how it feels. It doesn't hurt does it ?

Steveddie

Dom eddie? 👀

from (x) / still accepting!

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“You’re taking me so well, Steve. Look at you.”

Steve’s head was thrown back, relentless, desperate moans falling from his lips as Eddie pushed inside of him. Steve felt so overwhelmed, but in the best possible way. He was dizzy, his fingertips finding purchase in the skin on Eddie’s back as he roughly dug in. He worried about bruising him, but Eddie didn’t seem to mind; in fact, the pain it brought only caused him to groan pleasurably, his big brown eyes peering into Steve’s. Steve reached up to push some hair out of Eddie’s face so that he could see him properly, a lazy smile on his own face as he admired his boyfriend. 

“Holy shit, dude,” Steve said breathlessly. “Just when I thought you couldn’t be any hotter, you surprise me.”

“Turning sappy now, are we?” Eddie joked, leaning down to press a hot kiss to Steve’s lips as he pushed in further. He waited until he was bottomed out and Steve was moaning again to pull back, caressing the skin by the corner of his mouth. “Are you okay?”

“Oh, I’m wonderful,” Steve said, chuckling as he clung to Eddie, bringing his body impossibly closer to his. “Just wonderful.” 

“I can’t tell if you’re being a smart ass or not, man,” Eddie said, his brows slightly knitted. He wasn’t thrusting yet, wanting to assure, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that Steve was alright. “Tell me how it feels. It doesn’t hurt, does it?”

“No, it feels good,” Steve said, his lust-blown eyes finding Eddie’s again. “It feels really damn good, actually.”

“I’m glad to hear it,” Eddie said, leaning down to press a kiss to Steve’s collarbone before giving a gentle, experimental thrust. “How about that? Still good?”

Steve nodded quickly, his cock achingly hard between them. Eddie began to move, slowly at first and increasing speed every time he asked Steve if he was still doing alright. Eddie found a good rhythm after a little bit of trial & error—too hard seemed to be painful for Steve, too slow wasn’t enough—and Eddie’s hips began to snap back and forth at a medium pace. Steve’s head tipped again, beautiful moans leaving his lips as Eddie found the perfect angle to hit his prostate. His lips left open-mouthed kisses all along Steve’s neck and throat, one hand wrapping around his cock as he started stroking him. Steve felt so overwhelmed again, his ecstasy threatening to drown him as wave upon wave of pleasure rained down. 

“You’re so fuckin’ pretty like this,” Eddie remarked, smiling as he railed into Steve’s prostate. The pace was hard and fast, but Steve no longer felt pain. He just looked up at Eddie, completely lost in lust as Eddie pounded into him. “You’re so dumb for my cock, aren’t you? Look at you, Steve; you’re practically drooling right now.” 

“Jesus Christ,” Steve breathed, clawing at Eddie’s back as Eddie moaned hotly in response. He leaned down to suck one of Steve’s nipples, pulling out almost completely before slamming back inside. Steve arched his back, bucking into Eddie’s fist as Eddie jerked him off swiftly. “Eddie…Shit, that’s…that’s…”

“That’s what?” Eddie asked, moving up to look at Steve through his messed hair. “Use your words, pretty baby.” 

“That’s…it feels so…” Steve said, and Eddie slowed his thrusts as he waited for Steve to finish. Steve whined impatiently, and said the first word that came to mind so that Eddie could start again. “Amazing. It feels amazing.”

“Why, thank you,” Eddie said with a smirk, resuming once he was satisfied. 

He hovered over Steve, one hand supporting his weight while the other continued to pump Steve’s leaking erection. Steve looped his fingers through the necklace dangling from Eddie’s neck, drawing him in for a sloppy, heated kiss. Eddie moaned against Steve’s lips as Steve pulled roughly at Eddie’s hair, licking the roof of Steve’s mouth before he drew back. He rammed into Steve’s prostate at his swiftest speed yet, and when Steve began twitching in Eddie’s fist, Eddie withdrew and lay back on the bed. Steve was caught off guard, wondering what Eddie was doing and why he suddenly stopped. But the smug grin on Eddie’s face told him that nothing was wrong, and that Eddie had something else up his sleeve. 

Sure enough, he was right.

“Come here,” Eddie said, tugging Steve into his lap until Steve was straddling him. He ran his hands up Steve���s toned chest, whistling at the sight of his naked body on top of his own. “I want you to do something for me.”

“What?” Steve asked, feeling breathless and still confused by the change. “What is it you want me to do?”

Eddie gently coaxed Steve onto his cock, causing both of them to cry out at the sensation. Steve felt full again, and he began to rock his hips on impulse as Eddie admired him. “You’re doing it,” he said to Steve, tracing one of his V-lines with his finger. “Just like that, Steve. Just like that.” 

He didn’t touch Steve again yet, and swatted his hand away when he tried doing it himself. Two fingers pinched one of Steve’s nipples, rolling it and swiping his thumb over the hard bud as Steve’s head lolled. Eddie licked his lips, watching Steve glide along his cock at a slow pace. Eddie thrust upward, hitting Steve’s prostate as Steve cried out in response. He moved desperately, riding Eddie with his guidance as Eddie helped set him on a faster pace. Eddie smiled at him, finally taking Steve’s cock into his fist again as he stroked him quickly. His thumb rubbed the slit, circling it before his brown eyes settled on Steve’s face. 

“You’re so beautiful when you’re desperate,” Eddie said, groaning as Steve’s nails raked down his tattooed chest. “Who would have ever believed that Steve Harrington, ladies’ man extraordinaire, would be so needy for the town freak?”

“I guess I’m just full of surprises,” Steve panted, his eyes rolling back for a moment as he slammed his hips repeatedly on Eddie’s throbbing erection. 

“That you are,” Eddie remarked, giving his hip a squeeze. “I want you to do one more thing.”

“What now?” Steve asked, his voice nearly a whine. 

Eddie removed his hand from Steve’s cock, and tucked his arms behind his head as he smirked up at his boyfriend. “Touch yourself for me. I want you to get yourself off to me, and I’m going to do nothing to help you. All I’m going to do is sit back and enjoy the show.”

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When you get caught having sex in public.

[scxrpioreads]

So Good

Summary: You and ur bf Steve having a good old fuck. <3

Pairings: reader x Steve Harrington

Warnings: oral sex (fem receiving), unprotected sex, swearing

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It was a colder night in Hawkins, light steam creeping along Steves bedroom window as the two of you found yourselves in a hot and heavy situation.

His mouth lapping up the juices that spilled out of your cunt, swirling his tongue over your sensitive bud, causing tingles to spill over your body as you sat in a pretty position for your boyfriend.

You felt the tingling sensation wash across your spine and down to your toes. Your hands fisting at the sheets underneath you, back arched, wanting to envelop Steve between your thighs but he forced them open with his large hands, much bigger then yours. Soft moans fell from your lips from the pace his tongue was sucking and licking you. He shoved his tongue inside you and your hands went to entangle themselves in his hair, tugging at strands, which only egged Steve on more, pleased to be the reason of such pleasure. He slipped two fingers in pumping slowly as he lifted his head up to watch you unravel beneath him. Your head fallen back against his pillows, hair a halo around you, one hand in Steve’s hair, the other palming his sheets, you writhing under his touch. A sight so beautiful, he couldn’t wait to fill you up.

He pulled his fingers from you and sucked on them watching you watching him, your eyes fixated on what he was doing. He planted kisses between your thighs and then up your stomach until he met your tits, one hand went straight to grab one, squeezing, while his mouth sucked the nipple of the other. Rolling the hard tip of your nipple on his tongue, swirling, sucking. He let go of the hold he had on your boob to make eye contact with you, string of spit trailing after where his mouth had just been, wasting no time to come up and meet your lips with his own. His lips were soft and you tugged his bottom one as he pulled away, never getting enough of him.

He rubbed his dick between your slit, gathering your wetness before he lined himself up with you.

“You ready?” He asked making sure, you nodded lazily, almost in a haze from the pure bliss and he slid himself into you, a gasp leaving your pillowy lips. He started off slow, grunting, feeling how tight your pussy felt, clenching around him as he built up his pace. Hitting harder, his pubic bone grazed your clit, dragging a moan from you.

You wrapped your legs around him, pulling him closer into you.

“Fuck y/n.” You let out a cry in response, feeling him harder, faster, hitting that spot that made you crack, his thick cock stretching you out. Your fingernails digging into the skin on Steve’s back, most probably leaving marks. He sucked at your neck, if you were gonna leave your mark on his back, he was gonna leave his on your throat. Sucking and biting, nipping at the tender skin.

Despite the fog that began to cover the chilly streets outside, the atmosphere was hot and sweaty. Feeling your wet and warm bodies riding against each other, the feeling purely euphoric.

“Steve s’good” you moaned. He pulled out and you whined, grabbing your hips and flipping you over. He pulled your ass towards him, placing a hand on your back, pushing you down so your chest pressed against his mattress. He pounded into you groaning, giving your ass a light tap before squeezing it, kneading your flesh while his other hand held your waist, pulling you into him as he rocked his hips against you.

The faster he went, the deeper, you could hear the slaps your skin made against his. The feeling of your orgasm was creeping up on you and you weren’t sure how long you would last.

“You like that?” He asked hearing your whimpers and moans get louder and more frequent. He knew you were close and so was he.

“Bet you love how my hard cock feels in your pretty pussy.” Your arms stretched out on front of you, once again finding the sheets to grip, to feel in control, when you knew very well you were slipping into that feeling. Steve was never afraid to be vocal, and it only spurred you on more, causing more arousal, if that was even possible.

“Mhm yes Steve!“ you cried out your response and he slapped you ass pushing you to the edge. Your orgasm crashed over you, like waves of pleasure, you holding back your screams as it rocked through you. Steve felt himself reach his high, fucking you hard, spilling his load into you.

He pumped himself a little longer in your sensitive hole before pulling out, you gently laying yourself down as he placed kisses down your spine. You smiled at the gesture, trying to catch your breath, the both of you still panting like dogs.

He laid done next you, pulling you into his side before giving you a kiss on your head, his cum still leaking out of you. You trailed your finger along his chest hair, drawing patterns along his skin while you let the aftershocks of your orgasm hit you.

Something you appreciated about Steve was how he was always affectionate after the two of you would fuck. You never felt used like you had in the past with others.

“I love you Steve.” You looked up at him to meet his gaze.

He was already looking at you, he traced your jaw, lifting your face to meet his and kissed you.

“I love you too.”

[maxinemaxmayfield]

if you stay, stay darling (stay in my corner)

explicit | 1.6k words | steddie | inspired by this post | bottom eddie, top steve, massages, back pain part three of the stay here series (but can be read stand-alone!)

He rests his hands on Eddie’s shoulders, pressing his thumbs into the tense muscles there. He shouldn’t be surprised, really. Eddie’s a loud guy, doesn’t stop talking and, well, Steve’s heard what he’s like getting comfy in bed. It still throws him for a loop when Eddie full-on, unbidden, honest-to-God, guttural, back-of-the-throat moans at the touch.

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Argyle/Steve/Jonathan/Eddie polycule headcannons NSFW

Minors DNI 18+ only

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Steve and Jonathan dress up in pretty clothes for their boyfriends. Only for them to be ripped off

Overstimulation is key

Bukkake is so common a session isnt complete without it

Argyle can last a long time before blowing his load.

Steve,Eddie and Jonathan argue over who gets creampied first but luckily Argyle has enough to go around.

Breeding is one of their main kinks

Sometimes they joke about Argyle having a harem of twinks

Jonathan preforms strip teases for his boyfriends

Eddie loves being choked and fucked until he is in a puddle of his partners cum

Steve is such a princess he loves attention and acts bratty when he dosent get it.

Argyle, Eddie and Jonathan like making him suffer by ignoring poor little Steve when he is desprate for his boyfriend's touches.

Group punishments. When more than one of the boys is being a brat Argyle will spank them infront of eachother.

They make their own porno tapes

Shower sex is always fun good thing they have a huge shower. When they bathe together none of them get clean.

Steve sucks Eddie off while Argyle eats his ass and Jonathan deepthroats Argyle's cock. Their bodies covred in bubbles the bathroom smells like pure sex.

Eddie always brings new kinks to the bedroom

Argyle likes seeing his boys squirm and uses vibrating plugs on them in public when they go out on dates.

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