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“Steve you don’t get it this is going to be a disaster!”
“No it isn’t, Rob you’re just overthinking things again.”
Eddie sits back and watches the conversation ping ponging back and forth in front of him, absentmindedly chewing on a piece of popcorn. The movie they were watching is still going on in the background, ignored in favor of the current crisis as Steve keeps trying to unsuccessfully calm Robin down about her upcoming date with one Nancy Wheeler.
Robin groans dramatically and flops backwards into her nest of blankets and pillows on the floor, covering her face with her hands.. “Steeeeveeee…”
“Roooooooob,” Steve snarks back from his perch on the couch, next to Eddie. “Seriously, it’s going to be fine. Let’s look at the facts ok?”
Robin peeks out from between her fingers, “What facts?”
“The facts!” Steve gestures wildly with his hands, explaining absolutely nothing.
Eddie grabs another handful of popcorn.
Robin sits up and glares at him, “Steve I love you dearly but please get to the point.”
“So here’s what we know,” Steve says, “Nancy already likes you, right?”
“Yes, but-“
“AND she asked you out, confirming that she’s into you.”
“Ok, yes-“
“She knows you’ve never been on a date before, and is planning it out for you guys, taking the pressure off of you.”
“STEVE.”
“ROB. She’s into you, she knows you’re inexperienced, she’s not going to judge you if you’re not the best kisser right out of the gate.”
“Yes but how do you know that Steven?” Robin glares, “What if I’m SO BAD at it she decides I’m not worth it?”
Steve rolls his eyes so hard Eddie’s surprised they don’t fall out of his head.
“I know Nance, and she’s not going to care.”
“That’s easy for you to say! How do you react to bad kisses?”
“Well, it kinda depends…,” Steve admits, “If I know they’re inexperienced, I kinda like it. Means I can show them the ropes a bit.” He sits up, an idea suddenly hitting him, “In fact here, let’s go over some basics-”
Robin flails, looking panicked, “I am not getting kissing advice from you!”
“Why not?” Steve says, looking deeply offended. “I’ll just give you some pointers, it's not a big deal!”
Robin falls back into her pillows again with a grunt
Steve suddenly decides to gesture to Eddie, “Eddie can pitch in too! Right?”
Eddie pauses, mouth open with popcorn halfway to his mouth as Steve looks at him expectantly.
“What?” Eddie asks intelligently, “Wait, what?”
“Give Robin some kissing tips!” Steve says, exasperatedly.
Eddie lets his handful of popcorn fall back into the bowl as he shakes his head vigorously. Nope nope nope nope.
“No way don't look at me, man,” Eddie says, panic starting to seize him. But Steve pushes again.
“Come on, I’m sure you’ve got plenty of experience, right?” Steve asks with a smug grin.
“Um…” Eddie looks over and Robin is giving him a sympathetic look from the floor. He looks back to Steve who seems so sure of himself.
“Not to burst your bubble or anything, Steve,” Eddie starts with a grimace, “But there isn’t exactly a huge line of dudes outside waiting to kiss the freak out here in bumfuck nowhere Indiana.”
“Wait,” Steve says, eyes going comically wide, “Are you saying-“
“Oh for fucks sake,” Eddie says, bringing a hand to run down his face. Steve already knows he’s gay, so he’s not nervous about that, it’s just embarrassing to admit but, “No, Steve. I’ve never been kissed either.”
“What, really ?!” Steve says, looking absolutely gobsmacked. Eddie winces.
“Yeah yeah, try not to rub it in too much.”
“No, wait- it’s not-” Steve stutters, “I’m just surprised! I mean, you’re so-”
“While this is nice and all,” Robin interrupts, sitting up and leaving Eddie to wonder what you’re so- means, “Let’s get back to my crisis here? My date with Nancy is tomorrow .”
Steve tears his gaze away from Eddie, which thank god for that , and addresses Robin with a look of steely determination.
“Ok, so here’s what you should NOT do,” Steve starts.
Later, after Steve had thoroughly prepared Robin (and by proxy, Eddie) on kissing etiquette 101, Eddie stretches out on the couch and stares up at the ceiling while Steve escorts Robin out to the front door where her parents were picking her up for curfew.
Steve had asked Eddie to stay, hitting Eddie with such puppy dog eyes that Eddie was helpless to resist. He was a weak weak man, and when presented with an opportunity to get some alone time with Steve? Well who was he to say no.
Robin had just stared at him knowingly when he agreed, well aware of the massive crush Eddie had been harboring over Steve these last several months following Vecna’s defeat.
Eddie hears Steve coming back and tilts his head back to stare as Steve walks into the room. Eddie grins up at him, “Well, Harrington? You’ve got me all to yourself now, what are you going to do with me?”
Steve just laughs, “Well first off, I’m gonna ask you to move over, you couch hog.”
“You always say the nicest things to me, sweetheart,” Eddie wiggles his eyebrows, but does move his legs out of the way so Steve can sit. Once he does though, Eddie immediately tosses his legs over Steve’s lap.
Steve chuckles, resting one of his hands on Eddie’s ankle and absently stroking back and forth against Eddie’s skin with his thumb. Eddie bites his lip, trying not to make some kind of noise that would give away exactly how much he likes having Steve’s hands on him.
Eddie looks up as they lapse into silence, noticing Steve staring off into space as though deep in thought. There’s a small crease between his brows and Eddie wants to smooth it away with his thumb.
“I can hear you thinking from over here, Stevie,” Eddie says, “What’s on your mind?”
Steve blinks and looks over at Eddie, a nervous look crossing over his face like he was caught out doing something he wasn’t supposed to, but then he seems to rally himself because the next words out of his mouth are-
“Have you really never been kissed?”
Eddie stiffens, face heating up at the subject being brought up, yet again .
He looks up at the ceiling, away from Steve’s probing hazel eyes. “Nope. 20 years on this earth and unkissed.”
“It doesn’t make any sense, though.” Steve says quietly, as if to himself.
“What doesn’t make sense?” Eddie asks the ceiling and laughs a little, self deprecatingly, “I’m trailer trash, a high school super senior, captain of the dungeons and dragons club, and hang out with a bunch of nerds and metalheads. Plus I mean, look at me,” Eddie gestures to himself, “Even before the bats took several chunks out of me, still not exactly a fountain of attractiveness over here.”
“Eddie,” Steve says, and Eddie still can’t bring himself to look but he can hear the disapproval in Steve’s voice, “You give those kids a place to belong and be themselves, you give them an escape from all the horrible shit that they’ve gone through. You’re easily one of the nicest people I know, and you’re funny as hell, dude. You love to make people laugh and know just what to say to make someone smile. Also what are you talking about, you’re like, hot as fuck?”
Eddie’s brain stalls out, his heart kicking in his chest. Did Steve just-
“Did you just call me hot ?” Eddie says in disbelief, finally looking away from the ceiling and making contact with Steve’s earnest eyes. Steve scoffs.
“Is that really all you took away from that?”
“No, I mean, thanks? But what? You really think I’m attractive?”
“Well, obviously . I mean, I have eyes , Eddie.” Steve says, and is Eddie insane or is Steve blushing ? Eddie feels his own face heating up as he struggles to comprehend what the fuck is happening right now.
“Am I having a stroke?” Eddie wonders out loud and Steve giggles. Steve giggles.
“Can I…” Steve starts, looking a little unsure for a moment, before licking his lips and seeming to steel his resolve before completing his thought.
“Eddie, can I kiss you?”
What ?
“What?” Eddie asks, sitting up and causing Steve to jump slightly. He stares at Steve, heart beating a mile a minute and brain nothing but static. What is his life right now? Is Steve really asking to kiss him? Did he hear that correctly?
“I mean, we don’t have to if you don’t want to. But I’d really like to kiss you.” Steve says nervously, and his hand twitches where he’s still holding Eddie’s ankle. Eddie can feel Steve’s thumb rubbing back and forth, almost as if he’s trying to soothe himself as well as Eddie.
“You want to kiss me,” Eddie states flatly, brain still scrambling to make sense of this.
“ Yes , Eddie,” Steve says, some of his sass coming out as he gets a little exasperated, “Keep up, man.”
Eddie giggles hysterically, “Aren’t you straight ? What, you’re just offering to kiss me as a friend? Out of pity? I mean, what the fuck , Steve.” Eddie says, gesturing wildly.
Steve has the audacity to look offended, “Well first off,” He says, pointing to himself, “Not straight. Also no, I mean- This isn’t some pity thing, Eddie Jesus Christ .”
“Just making sure!” Eddie says, still feeling slightly unhinged about this whole situation. He points at Steve accusingly, “Also since when were you into dudes? When the fuck did that happen?”
“Well,” Steve says, staring at Eddie, straight into his goddamn soul . “There’s this guy I’m really into, maybe you’ve heard of him?”
“Uh,” Eddie says, hands dropping uselessly to his side.
“He’s really handsome, has these big, gorgeous brown eyes, and long hair I just want to sink my fingers into and feel if it’s as soft as it looks,” Steve says, a smile slowly stretching across his face. And oh fuck, oh fuck, Eddie is so fucked, “He’s got a bit of a bad boy image, but is secretly a huge softy and also a massive dork sometimes. Well, maybe a lot of the time but it’s really endearing.”
Eddie swallows nervously, and feels his palms starting to sweat. Is this really happening right now? He feels like he’s about to combust from both the flush he can feel across his face as well as his thoughts spinning rapidfire through his head.
“He’s just a really great guy, even if he can’t see it. But that’s ok,” Steve says, smile turning soft, “I’m happy to remind him, even if I have to everyday, that he means the world to me.”
Eddie’s breath catches in his throat, “Wow,” He says hoarsely, “Sounds like a really great guy.”
“He is,” Steve says quietly, his smile faltering as the nerves come back again, “I really like him a lot.”
And now Steve is staring at Eddie, having just bared his soul like that. Eddie stares back, stomach a mass of butterflies and heart kicking in his chest. Eddie struggles to find the words, scared even now to admit just how much Steve means to him as well. But Steve has been so brave tonight, and so sweet and so goddamn earnest , that Eddie can’t help but feel a little bit of that bravery too. So he takes the leap.
“Well, I uh,” Eddie says, haltingly, “I have it on good authority that this guy of yours might really like you too.”
Steve’s smile is blinding, and one of the most beautiful things Eddie’s ever seen.
“Really?” Steve asks, “You’re sure?”
“Yep,” Eddie says, smiling tentatively back, “He’s like, stupidly gone on you, man. Has been for months now. Just didn’t ever think he had a chance.”
“Well he does. He absolutely does,” Steve says, nodding his head and sitting up so he can fully face Eddie, dislodging Eddie’s legs from his lap. Eddie pulls his legs back and sits, criss-cross on the couch as Steve leans into his space.
“I’m kind of stupidly gone on you too, Eddie,” Steve says and brings his hands up to gently cradle Eddie’s face between them. Eddie shivers at the touch, licking his lips nervously. This close he can see Steve’s eyes dart down and follow the movement.
“I’m gonna kiss you now, ok?” Steve asks breathlessly, still giving Eddie that one final moment to back out if he still wants to.
Eddie does not want to back out.
“Ok,” Eddie says, quietly.
Then Steve is leaning in and Eddie is closing his eyes and their lips are brushing and-
Oh.
Oh.
Steve is kissing him .
And Eddie gets it now.
Because Steve’s lips are soft and gentle against his own and Eddie moves his own lips tentatively against Steve’s, kissing him back. It’s warm and a little wet and Eddie can feel himself just melting against Steve as their lips press together. He feels warm all over, Steve keeping him tethered by the hands still gently cupping his face, thumbs running along Eddie’s cheekbones.
Steve pulls back a little and asks, breathlessly, “Ok?”
Eddie nods, eyes still closed, “Mm hmm.”
Steve chuckles, and Eddie feels the puff of breath against his lips, “Good.” Steve says, and then he leans back in.
While the first kiss was soft, almost chaste, this next kiss is more heated. Eddie feels a little overwhelmed as Steve opens his mouth, sweeping his tongue along the seam of Eddie’s lips and causing him to gasp a little at the sensation. Steve kisses his lower lip, then his top one, then back in to kiss Eddie’s slightly parted lips, open, wet and wanting.
Eddie lets Steve take the reins, remembering how Steve had said he likes to show people what to do. He tries his best to follow Steve’s lead, opening his mouth slightly to meet Steve’s, pressing back and forth, an equal give and take and then he feels Steve smiling against his lips.
“So good, Eddie, you’re doing so good,” Steve murmurs against Eddie’s lips and Eddie is suddenly on fire.
Confidence surging, he presses into Steve even more. His hands that had been lying kind of limply by his side are brought up to grip Steve’s shoulders and his fingers dig into the fabric of Steve’s polo. Steve grunts in surprise but makes an approving hum as he kisses Eddie back just as hard.
Steve’s hands leave Eddie’s face and wander down his chest until they're gripping at Eddie’s waist, fingers reaching under his shirt and searching for the skin of Eddie’s hips. The feeling of Steve’s fingers on him causes Eddie to moan a little into Steve’s mouth and he can once again feel Steve’s pleased grin.
“You like that, baby?” Steve says quietly, one of his hands wandering up underneath Eddie’s shirt to caress his side and Eddie shivers at the touch, goosebumps raising along the skin of his arms. His brain catches on baby baby baby.
“Yeah,” Eddie breathes out, leaning into Steve’s touch, “Want you to touch me, Stevie.”
Steve groans into Eddie’s mouth and then he’s pressing forward and Eddie’s world tilts on its axis, all the air leaving his lungs in a whoosh as he’s pushed backwards. He’s horizontal on the couch again with Steve laid out on top of him, pressing him into the cushions as Eddie’s legs bracket his hips.
Steve is surrounding him, one hand still shoved up Eddie’s shirt and the other up by his head, tangled in his hair as he leans down and presses wet kisses against Eddie’s jaw and trails down his neck. Eddie gasps and moans as Steve sucks a hickey into the place where his neck and shoulder meet, feeling overwhelmed but so, so good.
“Fuck, Steve,” Eddie whines.
“Yeah?” Steve says, leaning back to no doubt inspect the bruise that is now blossoming on Eddie’s neck, “God, Eddie you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this to you.”
“Mmh” Eddie replies intelligently, reaching up to yank Steve by the hair and pull him back up. Steve’s mouth drops open and his eyes droop as Eddie pulls his hair and Eddie makes a mental note of that for later, but he needs to be kissing Steve again like, yesterday.
Eddie meets Steve’s parted lips and then they’re licking into each other’s mouths. Hot and fast and filthy. Eddie can’t get enough of it. Feeling Steve’s lips, his tongue, tasting his spit and the leftover traces of popcorn and soda.
Eddie feels swept up in it. Steve is everywhere . Tongue exploring Eddie’s mouth, tangling with his own. His hand is still under Eddie’s shirt, rucking it up while he explores the scarred skin of Eddie’s stomach and chest. Eddie arches up into the touch, bucking his hips up and feeling Steve grind down in turn.
They makeout on the couch like that for what could be minutes or hours, Eddie’s not sure. He gets a little lost in the wet slide of their mouths and how they grasp onto each other and grind together. His lips are starting to feel sore and puffy and his pants are uncomfortably tight now. Each grind of their hips have stars shooting off behind his eyelids and he can feel Steve as a hard line against his hip, evidence of how he’s affected by all of this too.
The next time they part, panting into each other’s mouths, Eddie slips his hands into the back pockets of Steve’s jeans. Grabbing handfuls of that lovely ass and pulling their hips down in a sinful grind and both of them let out moans as their dicks rub together through fabric and denim.
“Fuck, Eddie, do you want-?” Steve trails off, groaning as they grind down against each other again.
“Oh, I want, pretty boy,” Eddie says, leaning up to kiss Steve’s jaw, “Want you so bad, need to feel you.”
“You sure? I know you’ve never done this, I don't want you to feel pressured or anything.”
Eddie groans and drops his head back against the couch cushion, “Steve that’s very sweet and all, but I’m a gay, 20 year old virgin with an incredibly hot boy grinding down on him and I’m seconds away from shooting off in my pants. I’m very sure that if you don’t fuck me soon I’m going to explode. ”
Steve laughs, breathless above him and starts to push back much to Eddie’s disappointment. But then Steve leans back down and says directly into Eddie’s ear.
“Then why don’t we move this up to the bedroom?”
Eddie closes his eyes and groans, hips stuttering as he tries to hold on to some semblance of control. “Fuck, thought you’d never ask, sweetheart.”
There’s an awkward series of moments as they extricate themselves from each other and take a moment to readjust themselves in their pants before Steve is getting up from the couch and reaching down to take Eddie by the hand. He’s giving Eddie such a wide, disarming smile that Eddie can’t help but feel endlessly charmed as he’s lifted to his feet.
“Hi,” Steve says and kisses Eddie on the tip of his nose. Eddie snorts.
“Okay, casanova. Lead the way.”
Steve does, leading Eddie by the hand through the house, up the stairs and to his room.
Eddie’s been here before, plenty of times. They’ve shared the bed numerous occasions while Eddie’s stayed the night. Smoking so much weed they passed out right where they lay, or just crashed together after a long movie night when Eddie just couldn’t be fucked to go home.
This is all new, though. The moment the door swings shut behind them, Eddie is pressed up against it and Steve is kissing him again, open mouthed and desperate.
Eddie clings to Steve’s shirt as Steve brings one of his legs in between Eddies and presses up against the bulge in Eddie’s jeans. Eddie moans loudly right into Steve’s mouth.
“Ohhh fuck,” Eddie says as Steve pulls back to reach down and grab at the hem of Eddie’s shirt. Steve is still grinding his leg up between Eddie’s thighs and Eddie can feel the hard line of Steve’s dick against his hip through two layers of denim.
“What do you want, baby?” Steve asks, breathing heavily into Eddie’s ear as he slides his hands up Eddie’s shirt, a thumb rubbing over Eddie’s one remaining nipple. Eddie jerks, mouth dropping open around a moan.
“Just want you, sweetheart,” Eddie gasps.
“Yeah?” Steve murmurs, pinching Eddie’s nipple between his fingers. Steve reaches down with his other hand and cups Eddie through his pants, firmly pressing the heel of his palm against Eddie’s dick and Eddie whines.
“ Please , Steve,” Eddie pants.
“Fuck, ok,” Steve says and moves to start unbuckling Eddie from his jeans.
Eddie has to stand there for a moment and catch his breath, but he eventually gets with the program and helps Steve to get his pants unbuckled and unbuttoned. Then the zipper is being pulled down and Steve is gripping both the waistband of his jeans and his boxers and moving them down Eddie’s hips.
And then his dick is free, bobbing up angry and red and dripping precome. Steve looks down and licks his lips and Eddie resists the sudden urge to cover himself up, nerves spiking.
But apparently Eddie didn’t need to worry, because the next thing out of Steve’s mouth is, “Fuck, Eddie, can I suck you off?”
Eddie feels his dick twitch just at the thought of that mental image, and he bangs his head back against the door.
“Oh shit, please,” Eddie says, “Though ‘m not gonna last very long.”
Steve nods absently and then drops to his knees right there on the floor, his face now inches away from Eddie’s dick. The sight is so mind-numbingly hot that Eddie wants to look away but he can’t .
There’s a pause while Steve seems to get himself acquainted with Eddie’s dick and then Steve is leaning in and licking a stripe from base to tip and Eddie smacks a hand across his mouth to contain the moan that wants to rip out of his throat at the feeling and the sight. Jesus Christ.
Steve pulls back and stares up at Eddie in disapproval as he lazily pumps Eddie’s cock with his hand, “Don’t do that, baby, I wanna hear you.”
“Fuck,” Eddie pants and watches as Steve leans back in and places kisses along the length of him. He suckles the head gently between his lips before taking Eddie fully into his mouth. Then Eddie has to look away because just the sight of it has him dangerously close to cumming right then and there.
Eddie loses himself in the sensations of Steve’s mouth. The wet heat of it, the way his tongue flattens and rubs along the bottom of his shaft and then dips into the slit when Steve pulls back. Steve brings a hand up to grip what he can’t fit in his mouth and it’s so warm and tight and good.
“Steve, Steve, shit shit fuck, feels so good sweetheart,” Eddie babbles, finding himself reaching down blindly to tangle his fingers in Steve’s hair. Steve hums, seeming to be pleased with this, and the vibration of it runs straight down Eddie’s cock, causing heat to pool low in his belly as he quickly races towards the edge.
“Oh my god, Steve, ‘m close,” Eddie whines, trying everything not to buck his hips too hard.
Steve pulls back, jerking Eddie with his hand in quick pumps, “Come on then, let me see, baby.”
Eddie can’t resist looking back down again, going warm as he watches the plush pink of Steve’s lips as they wrap around Eddie’s cock again, shining from spit and precome. Eddie grips Steve’s hair tight, trying to hold on to something to ground him.
“Shit, shit shit, ” Eddie gasps, balls drawing up tight before he falls over the edge and comes in Steve’s mouth.
Steve takes it like a champ, Eddie thinks wildly, watching as Steve swallows around his dick, taking everything Eddie gives him. Even when Eddie’s ridden out the last of his tremors, Steve still takes the time to lick him clean, until Eddie has to push Steve back, weak and twitchy with oversensitivity.
“Fuck, sweetheart,” Eddie pants, running a hand through Steve’s hair. Steve leans into the touch, and his hair is a mess from Eddie tugging on it. Steve looks up at him and smiles.
“Good?”
“Good? He asks,” Eddie laughs, breathing starting to even out, “Best blow job I’ve ever had.”
Steve laughs, bright and airy, “The only blow job you’ve ever had.”
Eddie flushes hot and brings his hands up to his face, groaning into them, embarrassment suddenly hitting him again as his own inexperience is pointed out. Again.
“No, no no,” Steve says, Eddie can hear his smile as he gets up and stands in front of Eddie, gripping Eddie’s elbows gently, “Don’t hide from me. It’s really hot, baby.”
Eddie groans into his hands again, but finds them slowly pried away from his face as Steve’s grip moves up to gently takes Eddie’s wrists and moves them back. Eddie meets his eyes reluctantly.
“Eddie, I love that I’m getting to be some of your firsts. First kiss, and now first blowjob? It’s really doing it for me, if you can’t tell.” Steve says leaning in and pointedly rolling his hips and the hard line of his cock against Eddie’s hip. And god, Eddie’s still standing here with his fly open and dick out.
But then Steve leans in and whispers in his ear, “That was also my first time giving a blow job, so yanno. You’re getting some of my firsts too.”
“Oh,” Eddie closes his eyes and groans, “Ok, ok, yeah that’s…”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, kinda doing it for me too…”
Steve leans back and smiles, before tilting his head in to give Eddie a kiss, short and sweet. Eddie melts into it again.
“What do you- um,” Eddie starts when Steve pulls back, glancing down at the bulge in Steve’s pants “What do you need?”
When Eddie looks back up, Steve is flushed a little, and isn’t that something? For Eddie to make Steve blush.
“You uh, you mentioned something earlier about me... Fucking you?”
Eddie feels himself go hot all over, but for a completely different reason than embarrassment.
“Yeah,” He breathes, “Yeah, I did.”
“Is that still on the table? Because fuck, Eddie, you put that idea in my head and I can’t stop thinking about it now.”
Eddie leans in and kisses Steve, “Yes, holy shit, yes, Stevie.”
Steve smiles against his lips, “Yeah? You sure? I want it to be good for you, but you just came and-”
Eddie laughs, “Steve. Steve . Beautiful boy, you underestimate how hot you are as well as how horny and repressed I’ve been. Give me like 10 minutes and I’ll be ready to go again.”
Steve groans and leans into Eddie’s neck, breath warm against Eddie’s skin which makes him shiver, “God, Eddie. You’re gonna kill me here.”
“Well we can’t have that, now can we,” Eddie says with a grin and shuffles forward, pressing his hands into Steve’s hips and steering them towards the bed. Steve goes easily, leaning back with a lazy grin as he brings his own hands to toy with the hem of Eddie’s shirt again.
“We can start by losing a few of these layers, though.” Steve says and leans to give Eddie another kiss.
“Yeah, yep, less clothes, got it,” Eddie says, distracted by Steve’s lips.
What ensues is a lot of kisses and giggles as they awkwardly remove each other’s clothes, dropping them haphazardly around them as they shuffle towards the bed. Eddie almost falls over hopping on one foot to get out of his pants, but Steve catches him.
Eventually, Eddie finds himself shoved down on the bed, completely bare, as Steve stands over him and reaches down to remove his own briefs.
It’s the first time Eddie’s seen another dick besides his own, and his mouth waters just looking at it. Steve is a little thicker than him, and a lovely shade of pink with precome making the tip wet and shiny.
“God, Steve,” Eddie groans, “Wanna get my mouth on you.”
Steve lets out a breathless laugh, moving forward and slotting himself between Eddie’s legs. He’s a sight like this, hair a mess and flushed from his face down his neck and across his hairy chest.
“Yeah?” Steve says, “Maybe next time. Don’t think I’ll last very long and I wanna try and keep it together. Wanna come inside you.”
“Fuuuuck,” Eddie groans, feeling heat pool in his stomach and his dick twitch at the thought. He might still be a little bit off from being able to get hard again, but boy is his dick giving a valiant effort.
“Yeah? You want that?” Steve says with a smirk.
“Yeah, want that so bad, sweetheart. Want you so bad.” Eddie says, grabbing hold of Steve’s hips and pressing his fingers into the skin, causing Steve to hiss.
“Good,” Steve murmurs, “Get further on the bed for me, ok?”
Eddie scrambles to comply as Steve follows after him, leaning over to reach into his bedside drawer. Eddie’s resting himself back against the pillows when Steve returns, positioning himself between Eddie’s legs and dropping a bottle of lube and a condom packet on the bed beside them. Eddie feels his heart kick in his chest. Oh god oh god they’re actually doing this, aren’t they?
Steve runs his hands up and down Eddie’s thighs soothingly and leans over to kiss Eddie, licking into his mouth. Eddie groans into it, tasting something that he realizes belatedly is himself on Steve’s tongue.
Eddie reaches up, tangling his hands back into Steve’s mussed hair. It grounds Eddie for a moment and he feels his nerves start to settle a little as Steve presses him back into the bedsheets.
They kiss for a while, hands wandering and exploring each other’s bodies for the first time skin-to-skin. Eddie gets a little lost in it for a while. Eventually, he can feel the way Steve is slowly grinding himself into Eddie’s hip, leaving a sticky mess of precome against his skin. Eddie feels his dick give another twitch at the feeling and it’s been long enough now that he feels himself starting to harden back up again. He groans, leaning back from the kiss.
“Come on, Stevie, wanna make you feel good, too.”
Steve pulls back, panting against Eddie’s lips, rutting his hips one more time and letting out a low groan, “Ok, ok, fuck, Eddie.”
Steve leans back and reaches for the lube and Eddie tries to calm his racing heart as Steve pops the cap and drizzles some of it onto his fingers. Right as Steve starts to move towards him with his lube-slicked fingers, It all kind of hits Eddie all at once that he’s about to get fucked by Steve Harrington. He lets out a strange, strangled giggle at the thought.
Steve immediately stops moving and looks up at Eddie, “You ok? If you’ve changed your mind it’s totally fine, Ed-”
“No! No,” Eddie says, shaking his head and letting out another giggle, “Not changing my mind at all. It’s just, this is so not how I expected this night to turn out? I can’t quite believe it’s real?”
“Yeah?” Steve says, lips twitching into a smile, “Think I know what you mean. Never thought I’d get to have you like this.”
“Yeah? You think about me in your bed a lot, Stevie?” Eddie teases, and Steve leans over him, pressing his clean hand against Eddie’s thigh, causing him to splay his legs further apart.
“Only all the time,” Steve breathes, and then he’s reaching down and there are slick fingers pressing down behind Eddie’s balls and gently rubbing against his hole.
“Fuck,” Eddie says, trying his best not to tense up, “Me too, sweetheart, thought about you all the time…”
“You touch yourself and think of me?” Steve asks, still just rubbing lube against his hole and not pressing in yet. It’s driving Eddie crazy.
“Yes,” Eddie breathes out, “Only ever think about you, sweetheart.”
“You ever finger yourself?” Steve asks, and finally, finally he’s sinking a finger slowly into Eddie. Eddie closes his eyes and tries to relax against the stretch.
“Tried to, never could get the angle right,” Eddie admits, letting out a whine as Steve sinks his finger inside to the first knuckle, before working it back out and in again.
“Gonna make it so good for you, baby,” Steve coos, continuing to sink his finger in and out of Eddie, “You’re doing so good for me, gonna feel so good when I get inside of you.”
“Oh, fuck,” Eddie groans, “Already feels so good, Stevie.”
“Yeah?” Steve says, leaning up to kiss him.
“Mm hmm,” Eddie hums against Steve’s lips, gasping as Steve sinks his finger further in. The stretch is good, and just the feeling of Steve touching him somewhere so intimate has his cock filling out and hardening again, twitching against his leg, “Think you can add another, sweetheart.”
“Alright, just tell me if it’s too much, ok?” Steve says, pecking Eddie with another kiss before leaning back and focusing on the task at hand.
Steve pulls out his finger, adds more lube and then he’s sinking two fingers into Eddie’s hole. The stretch this time is a little uncomfortable, but not painful. Steve is going slow and using plenty of lube, being so careful with Eddie.
Eddie reaches out to grasp at the hand Steve still has on Eddie’s leg, needing to hold onto something. Each press of Steve’s fingers has him gasping and feeling like he’s about to float out of his body.
Steve easily twists his hand in Eddie’s grasp and twines their fingers together. It’s so sweet, and so gentle, and the look Steve turns on Eddie has him pinned in place. It cracks something down the center of Eddie’s chest and he gasps against the feeling welling inside of him.
It’s not just the feeling of Steve’s thick fingers inside of him causing Eddie to feel full right now. He feels cared for, wanted, and so full of love that it blindsides him.
“Fuck, Stevie,” Eddie gasps out, “Gotta hurry up, need you.”
“I know, I know,” Steve soothes, “But you’re still so tight , baby. Gotta relax a little more for me.”
Eddie nods, taking a shuddering breath as he tries to relax and breathe through the stretch of Steve’s fingers. He feels so full just from this, he can’t imagine what it’s going to be like to have Steve’s cock inside of him.
He focuses on Steve’s face, his red, kiss-bitten lips. His heavy-lidded eyes that are dark and hungry. The way he keeps staring at Eddie as if he can’t get enough of what he’s seeing. Hardly blinking. Eddie almost wants to hide from that piercing gaze, but finds he can’t.
The fingers Steve is fucking him with start to crook, stroking against his inner walls and Eddie almost wails as they hit something inside that sparks like lightning down his spine.
“Oh, shit, ” Eddie moans, “Right there, like that, please, Steve.”
Steve leans over to kiss Eddie again, uncoordinated and messy as he continues to fuck his fingers in and out of Eddie, stroking inside against that same spot over and over until Eddie is almost sure he’s crying from how good it feels. His dick is throbbing and painfully hard again, leaking against his stomach.
Steve eventually pulls out, to Eddie’s disappointment, only to come back with three fingers now, There’s more lube again, and Eddie almost feels too wet, and wonders absently if they’re making a mess out of Steve’s bedsheets. He can feel the wetness dripping down between his ass cheeks.
It’s maybe another minute of Steve continuing to fuck Eddie with his fingers until Eddie is practically sobbing in desperation.
“Oh fuck, Steve-” Eddie pants out, “Please, need you in me now. M’ready.”
“Ok, ok, you sure ?” Steve asks, checking in like the sweetheart he is. Eddie is too far gone to appreciate it at the moment though.
“ Yes .” Eddie says emphatically, bearing his hips down on Steve’s fingers. Steve gives out a breathless laugh, crooking his fingers one last time before removing them. Eddie whines.
“Alright, take it easy there,” Steve says, wiping his lube covered fingers on the bed sheet before reaching for the condom packet and opening it.
Eddie bites his lip, watching as Steve rolls the condom on himself. Then Steve is leaning over him, lining himself up and Eddie feels the blunt head of Steve’s cock pressing against his hole.
“C’mon, Stevie,” Eddie breathes, “Want you.”
Steve smiles down at him, “You got me, Eddie.”
Then Steve presses in, slowly, the blunt head of his cock catching and popping inside past Eddie’s rim.
Eddie gasps at the stretch. It’s much more than Steve’s fingers, almost a little too much, but he breathes through it as Steve slowly works his way further inside in small, tiny thrusts.
Eddie closes his eyes, mouth open as he pants through it. Steve leans down and kisses his cheek, then presses soft, gentle kisses against Eddie’s slack mouth.
“Shhh, you alright?” Steve asks.
“Y-yeah, you’re good. Just a lot…” Eddie says, groaning as Steve sinks even further in.
“It’s ok, I got you,” Steve says, smoothing some of Eddie’s hair away from his face “You’re doing so good for me, baby.”
Eddie gasps, cock twitching at the praise. Steve chuckles, knowing exactly what he’s doing to Eddie, the fucker. Eddie wants to smack him, but is too busy just feeling Steve slowly pushing further and further inside.
When Steve finally bottoms out, he pauses and lets Eddie adjust. Eddie is grateful for it, because he needs a moment to catch his breath and relax into the stretch. He feels so full. He never wants that feeling to end, like Steve is carving out a space for himself inside of Eddie and Eddie is happy to let him do it.
After a moment, Eddie opens his eyes and looks up at Steve who is already looking back. Eddie feels pinned in place by those eyes. He reaches out, cupping Steve’s face gently in his hands and Steve’s eyes widen slightly, before he nuzzles into Eddie’s palm.
“You can move, Stevie,” Eddie says quietly, “Want to feel you.”
“Ok,” Steve whispers, before pulling back and then pressing inside again in one smooth, slow thrust.
Eddie moans and wraps his arms around Steve’s chest until he can dig his fingers into the skin of Steve’s back. Steve continues to move his hips, slowly at first but then starting to pick up pace. Then he’s actually fucking Eddie in earnest, and Eddie digs his fingers in deeper as he desperately tries to hold on.
“God, Eddie,” Steve gasps, “You feel so good, so tight around me.”
“Yeah?” Eddie says, breathing hard as he tries to shift his hips to meet Steve’s thrusts, “You feel good too, sweetheart. Love feeling you inside of me like this.”
Steve makes a punched out noise, hips stuttering before continuing back to his relentless pace, shifting his hips until-
“Oh, fuck. ” Eddie moans, as Steve hits that spot inside of him again that makes him see stars, “Like that, just like that, Stevie.”
The room is filled with the sound of their skin slapping on skin, their heavy, panting breaths, the short little “Ah, ah, ah’s” that keep getting punched out of Eddie’s throat with each thrust of Steve’s hips.
Eddie is clawing at Steve’s back now, and doesn’t even feel bad about the fact that he might be leaving marks in Steve’s skin. Steve has his face buried in Eddie’s neck, panting hot, wet breaths into Eddie’s skin, leaving the occasional sloppy kiss to Eddie’s throat and jawline.
“Fuck, Steve, I need-” Eddie gasps out, feeling the familiar warmth pooling in his stomach, “M’ close, need you to touch me, please.”
“I got you, I got you,” Steve says, bringing a hand down between them and wrapping it around Eddie’s cock, only needing to pump a few times before Eddie is crying out loudly as he comes.
Steve’s hips stutter, pausing for a moment as Eddie comes down from his second orgasm of the night.
“K-keep going,” Eddie breathes, “Want to feel you come inside me, Stevie.”
“Fuck, Eddie, you’re so gorgeous like this” Steve says, beginning to move again, “Not gonna last much longer.”
The feeling of Steve continuing to fuck him even after Eddie had come is almost too much. Eddie moves his arms, tangling his fingers in Steve’s hair and yanking him down until they’re kissing again, mouths open and wet. Steve moans loudly into it.
“Come on, come on, come on ,” Eddie urges Steve on, “Wanna see you come, sweetheart, show me.”
It only takes a few more thrusts before Steve is gasping against Eddie’s lips and Eddie can feel Steve’s cock pulsing inside of him.
Eddie smoothes back the hair from Steve’s sweaty, flushed face as he rides out the aftershocks. “There you go, that’s it.”
Steve breathes heavily as he comes down and leans into the touch, leaving a kiss to the palm of Eddie’s hand. Eddie smiles.
“You ok?” Steve asks, and Eddie nods. “Wait, here, let me-”
Steve carefully moves away and pulls out. Eddie winces at the sensation of emptiness that it brings. He immediately misses the full feeling of Steve inside of him and wants it back.
Steve seems to mistake the wince for something else though, because as soon as he’s done tying off and tossing the condom off towards what is hopefully a trash can, he’s cuddling up against Eddie and cupping his face so gently .
“Hey, you alright? That wasn’t too much, was it?” Steve asks, and the worry in his voice has Eddie’s heart melting.
“No, not too much at all. It was really good,” Eddie says with a small smile, then feels his face flushing, “Just uh…. Really liked feeling you inside of me.”
A slow grin spreads across Steve’s face, “Oh yeah?”
“Yeah…” Eddie admits and his face feels like it’s on fire. “I really did.”
Steve’s smile turns soft and he brushes some of the sweat-damp hair away from Eddie’s face, “I liked how you felt too…”
Eddie hums and closes his eyes as Steve leans in and captures his lips in a sweet kiss.
“How does it feel to not be a virgin anymore?” Steve asks with a cheeky grin.
“Uh…” Eddie thinks about it for a moment, “Not a whole lot different if I’m being honest.”
Steve chuckles, “What, no earth shattering revelations?”
Eddie laughs and slaps Steve in the arm, “What do you want me to say? Oh Steve, having your amazing dick in me changed me as a man. I’m never going to be the same! ”
Steve laughs and reaches around to grab Eddie by the waist, tugging him in closer, “Well if that’s the case I don’t think I did my job right.”
Eddie grins and squirms in Steve’s grip, “Well just means you’re gonna have to try harder next time!”
“Next time, huh?” Steve asks and Eddie stops squirming to look at him.
“Uh, yeah?” Eddie says, suddenly uncertain, “Unless you don’t, uh, want that?”
“ Eddie ,” Steve says with a blinding smile, “Of course I want there to be a next time.”
“Oh,” Eddie says, feeling foolish, “Good?”
Steve leans in and kisses Eddie on the nose, “and a next time after that,” another kiss, to Eddie’s cheek, “and another,” a kiss to the corner of Eddie’s mouth, “and another….” A last kiss to Eddie’s lips.
Eddie giggles into the kiss, “Ok, ok , I get it!”
“Did you forget the fact that I’m kind of stupidly gone on you?” Steve asks, pulling back and pinning Eddie in place with that damn smile that makes Eddie’s heart race.
“Didn’t forget it,” Eddie says, smiling back, “ But I’m never gonna get tired of hearing it.”