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The last strum of the guitar echoes out, filling the tiny, dim bar. Speakers screeching, the mic muffles. The front man—Eddie—dressed in leather pants and a crop top, waves at no one in particular—but maybe that subtle wink was to someone special. His wild hair brushes back over his shoulder as he smiles. Bowing, he laughs wildly and bounces off stage, leaving his band mates who seem the least bit interested in where he was running off too.
Steve was stationed at the bar, staring into his half empty cup of water as he remembers the titles of some of the songs that played. A few random demonic sounding ones off the bands latest album and a cover of Stargazer by Rainbow. Steve knew that one from a cassette he picked up because he liked the cover, though he’d never mention it to Eddie.
A man stood next to him, Steve could feel his eyes burning into the side of his face. He finally peaked up through his bangs that fell in front of his face.
It was Eddie, already back from dragging the stage mic backstage.
He’s pretty up close: curly hair, big eyes, pink lips, and lots of little details in his jewelry. Steve glances all over at the different shimmering bits of silver on his neck, hands, and wrists.
“What did ya think, Stevie?”
“I, uh, I liked it. You were, like, totally metal up there.” Steve replies awkwardly, gripping his glass of water.
The singer giggles, like an actual giggle, “Thanks man. You don’t fit in here at all.” Eddie teased. “Should have left the polo at home, pretty boy.”
Pretty boy?
“Polos aren’t that bad…” Steve retorted, pouting his lips, looking down at his navy blue polo with a thick white stripe, it’s his favorite one.
“Yeah, sure. Want a drink?” Eddie’s eyes linger on Steve’s arms, squeezed lightly by the cuff of that stupid polo. Eddie can't say he actually doesn't mind them, they look good on Steve.
“Trying to get me wasted, Munson?” Steve’s eyebrows raised curiously, smirking.
“C’mon, just celebrating the Steve Harrington coming to my show. It’s an honor.” Eddie beams, bowing slightly. Steve pushes back a laugh, Eddie doesn’t know Steve’s seen some of his shows already.
“You’re the worst.” Steve rolls his eyes, but he’s smiling. He hates how cool Eddie actually is. He hates that he’s talented and hot.
They smile at each other for a weirdly long moment. The band mate watches Steve sip at his new fruity alcoholic drink and blink his large, hazel eyes. He has a real fawn look to him, like a deer with innocent big eyes. Eddie likes that, likes the way his eyes flicker up to meet his in the dim light.
There is something about Steve’s golden'd skin and plush, pink lips that Eddie wanted.
-
Outside the back of the bar it was dim with just the light of a nearby streetlamp and back ally light making it glow yellow in the night. The air was warm with no wind, and there wasn’t a person in sight, just muffled music from inside the bar.
The singer pushes open the metal back door and they go stumbling out of it as he grips the fawn boys waist to push him against the wall. Steve can’t take his alcohol like he use to, and after they chatted and sipped at their drinks, Eddie took Steve’s hand with a charming smile and led them somewhere quiet.
Now Steve was being pushed against the brick wall of this strange Indianapolis bar, letting the magnetic singer slip his hands up his shirt and kiss his neck. Steve whines and curls into Eddie’s shoulder, now dressed in his leather jacket.
“You taste like cherry…” Eddie groans, letting their saliva mix.
“Eddie…” Steve strangles out, too focused on the placement of Eddie's hands and knee.
“Thanks for coming.” Eddie breaths, gripping Steve’s waist.
Steve nods, humming as his head tips back against the rough wall behind him. He grabs at Eddie’s jacket to keep himself up right. Whimpering as Eddie bites his lower lip and licks the inside of his mouth. Eddie muses at how noisy he is and pulls him down the length of his thigh, nearly chest to chest.
Eddie doesn't think much of it, but Steve moans into his mouth and flinches at the way he is dragged towards Eddie’s hips by his waist.
“Oh shit-“ Eddie gasps out, pulling away from Steve’s mouth.
Steve just leans his head into Eddie’s shoulder and ruts softly against Eddie’s thigh, the singers hands grasping him, rings and all tightening at Steve's hips.
“Eddie-“ Steve moans, panting and pressing his forehead to Eddie’s neck.
“Shit Steve, shit you’re hard- Fuck, hold on pretty boy, hold on-“ Eddie pulls back, grabbing Steve’s shoulders to keep him from falling over.
Steve whines, unable to help himself on Eddie’s thigh anymore. Eddie takes his hand and leads them to the parking lot.
“Are you going to be okay, Stevie?”
Steve nods, leaning into Eddie’s shoulder pouting.
“Let’s go somewhere more private yeah? I’ll drive you somewhere and treat you real good, how does that sound Steve, pretty boy?”
He can't resist the subtle cigarette smell of Eddie’s jacket or the way he calls Steve pretty names. He’s never thought about kissing a guy before, but Eddie was hot and addicting. He leads them to Steve’s maroon car that he used to drive them into Indianapolis.
Coincidentally that Rainbow cassette starts playing as Eddie drives them to an empty park, he smiles over at Steve with a sly little smirk. Steve’s hazel eyes just squint under the length of his messed up bangs as he squeezes his thighs together.
The park isn't far, and Eddie is trying to get them there as fast as he can without crashing, but Steve can't handle it. He has never been so sexually frustrated before and isn't taking it well. Trying to palm himself through his jeans, he thinks about Eddie’s performance. His tight shirt, his raw vocals, and the way he mine thrusts against the mic in that one song Steve likes. (The real sexual one about some golden lover, Steve hasn't caught on yet.)
“Are you touching yourself right now? Steve, hands off.” Eddie commands, turning into a completely empty parking lot, they wouldn’t make it to the park like this, Steve was too desperate.
“Eddie I-“ Steve stutters, whining with parted lips, mouth hung open.
“Back seat, I’ll help you.” Eddie says, getting out the car and opening the back, Steve quickly follows as his adrenaline rushes.
Eddie lies down in the back and guides Steve onto his lap, having him stratal him as if Steve was going to ride him. Just thinking about seeing him bob up and down on his cock makes Eddie hard. He dwells on the thought for awhile, throbbing in his own pants now.
“Eddie, I’ve never…with a guy-“
"That's alright sweetheart, don't worry." Eddie holds Steve waist, smiling because he can feel his waist and stomach against his hands. “I got you baby.”
That makes Steve whine, hips jerking accidentally, rutting across Eddie’s hardening dick. They both gasp a little and Steve is pulled down for a heavy kiss.
Eddie pushes some of Steve’s hair back, "Hey," Eddie's voice is a little raspy, but still soft and low, "Anybody ever tell you you're pretty?" Eddie asks, hands slowly pulling and pushing Steve across his lap.
Steve shakes his head no because of course not. Steve wasn’t pretty, he was hot. No one thought he was pretty and gentle or sweet. But he was, he was soft with round edges and a heart of gold.
"Well you are," Eddie huffs, "Beautiful, actually. Look at you," He muses, holding Steve’s face gently. Steve whimpers because no one has ever been this nice to him, "You've got lips like heaven, jesus christ..."
Steve’s pink, raw, plush lips are in a pout, and yeah they felt fucking good mashed against Eddie's lips, kissing rough and hungry like they were missing each other, like they’ve waited for this their entire lives. But Eddie can't help but want them around his cock, fucking into Steve's throat with his pink lips wrapped around him.
Eddie rolls Steve’s hips more, a little faster now to get him panting. Eddie watches Steve close his eyes as he hoists himself up with his hands on his chest and shoulders.
"Fuck puppy- Fuck, you're so good. You feel so good baby.” Eddie huffs and gasps again, fucking his hips up against Steve suddenly as Steve grinds his hard on against Eddie's. Steve moans and hold his hips in place hard, both their clothed cocks grinding and sliding.
“Eddie I’m- I can’t-“ Steve gasps out. Of course he’d finish fast, he's whining and breathing heavily as he ruts quickly against Eddie, a wild pace that made his arms and thighs shake.
“Fuck, fuck yeah Steve. Cum for me, make yourself a mess for me puppy.”
Steve mewls and whimpers at every pet name, every obscene thing that leaves Eddie’s mouth. It's insane. An hour ago he only so much as imagined getting with Eddie, now he was in the back of his car grinding on his lap.
A few more grips at the waist and whimpers, Eddie is sure Steve is about to finish, so he jerks his hips up again and Steve’s elbows give out, moaning loud and real pretty like.
He shakes into his orgasm and makes a little dark spot in his jeans from cumming and leaking so hard.
“Fuck Steve, shit baby-“ Eddie gasps, twitching as he cums too. He groans lightly, hoping his leather pants don't get ruined. Eddie sits up, pushing Steve against the back seats of the car to kiss him hard.
"Hey," Eddie whispers, swiping his thumb over Steve’s cheek, tracing his freckles there, "These are cute." He smiles sweetly and Steve melts helplessly from all the attention.
Eddie kisses each one softly, running his fingers through Steve’s hair before tucking some behind his ear.
“Is my hair messy?”
“Hm? No, no It’s pretty like this actually.”
“Oh.” Steve mutters dumbfounded, lips forming a cute 'O' shape. Eddie can't get over Steve, he’s so cute and helpless, no matter how hard he tries to be charming and charismatic, he’s sensitive and shy.
Eddie's hand rakes through Steve’s hair again, watching him shudder at the affection.
Eddie smirks, “Hey, Steve, baby, can I do something for you?”
Steve’s cheeks flush red and he shakes his head yes, he seems to be entirely new to gentle care and affection. Eddie wanted to give that to him, wanted to give him what he can.
“Can I blow you?”
He doesn't know how, but just the question itself makes Steve grow erect again, he nods sheepishly, “Yeah, you can…”
Eddie smirks and sinks to his knees, getting on the floorboard of Steve’s car and pushed his legs wide open. Eddie smiles up at him, and Steve looks so bottomed out already—Eddie can't imagine how good he looks getting fucked for real.
"Keep your legs open baby, can you do that for me puppy?" Eddie smiles, and it almost feels condescending because Steve should be able to do that just fine, but the pet names and anticipation make his legs shake.
Steve nods, muttering 'yes' as he watches Eddie tug his jeans down to his ankles.
"Good boy," Eddie praises amorously, fingers gliding across Steve’s now bare thighs, "You're such a good boy Steve, wanna be so good for me baby?"
Steve nods again, "Yes please, wanna be good." He gasps out, eyebrows furrowed as his cock is strained and spent from being erect again.
"Put your hands behind your back for me," Steve obeys, "Good boy, want your reward now?"
Steve whines, "Please, please? I've been so good, can I have it?"
Eddie props up and takes Steve out of his boxers, rings grazing lightly over that sensitive bit skin.
"You're already so hard for me, so desperate aren't you baby boy?" Steve was sure he hardly two years younger than Eddie, but agreed anyway. "Look at you, a leaking mess. Did daddy make you feel good earlier baby?"
Suddenly all the pet names and sweet talk was too much, Steve thought he could cum untouched if this kept going. He thought he could cry if Eddie kept being nice to him.
"Yes daddy." He answers simply, mirroring Eddie's use of the word.
But Steve’s sweet voice and desperation makes Eddie's stomach flutter, god this boy was going to kill him. He smiles before pressing a kiss into Steve’s soft thigh, the boy whimpers loud and audibly.
"So noisy for me baby, wish I could keep teasing you like this." And Eddie pressed another kiss high up on his inner thigh.
"Daddy please-" Steve gasps, catching Eddie off guard.
"As you wish pretty boy." He hums and carful wraps his lips over Steve’s spent cock, already slick with cum.
Steve’s whimper rattles off into a moaning gasp at the warmth of Eddie's mouth. It makes his dick feel wet and hot, like it was dipped in lava. Steve’s chest heaves as Eddie swallows him down, hollowing his cheeks ever so often.
Eddie licks up the shaft and pulls away, a line of spit connects from his lip to Steve's tip. Eddie smiles, drunk on Steve’s taste, and wipes his mouth before taking his cock in his hand, rings pressing lightly into his skin. Steve moans loudly, insides shaking with pleasure.
Eddie kisses at it, never breaking eye contact, "How's it feel pretty boy?"
Steve’s mouth is hung open, lips prettier than ever, and he just nods. He's never seen his own dick like this. Pink and flushed, throbbing hard, spent, covered in spit, and leaking pre-cum. It makes his insides ache so good.
After another gentle kiss from Eddie, and a light squeeze with the rings that forces a whine out of Steve, Eddie starts massaging his tip with his thumb. Soft and slow circular motions that get Steve gasping and shaking.
"Eddie- Eddie I can't last much longer-" He cries out after his hips jerk. He's pulsing with pleasure, just begging to cum.
"I know baby. Does it feel good?" Eddie asks, teasing Steve's cock with kitten licks that make his dick twitch against Eddie's tongue.
"Mmhm.." Steve hums, "Can I touch your hair, it's so pretty. You're so pretty Eddie." He begs, voice dripping with sexual desperation.
"Sure sweetheart, here," Eddie takes one of Steve’s hands and places it on his head, letting Steve’s fingers curl into his hair.
"You're the prettiest boy I've ever seen, Steve. Wanna treat you so good," Eddie's tongue circles over Steve’s tip, "Wanna see you cum for me, lemme see your pretty cock baby."
Steve whines again, hand sliding to Eddie's cheek, thumb brushing softly over his cheekbone. He was breathing hard and squirming under Eddie's touch.
In a last few moments of Eddie's tongue lapping over Steve’s dick, he breaths hard and shivers as he cums, moaning loud—pearl white liquid dripping down the underside of his dick.
"That's it baby, good boy. So pretty, cumming just for me—for daddy. Such a good boy." Eddie mutters, pulling up to kiss Steve’s neck and cheek softly.
Steve drapes his arms over Eddie's shoulder and presses his forehead into his cheek as he gasps and breath hitches.
"Hey, breath sweetheart. Just breath baby, did it feel good?" Eddie speaks softly, hand rubbing Steve’s back. "I got you." He whispers.
"Eddie, felt so good..thank you. Thank you, thank you-" His eyes prick with tears as he shudders in Eddie's arms.
Eddie pulled away and tucks some hair behind Steve’s ear, "Wanna get cleaned up, take ya home?"
Steve sheepishly looks up through his tousled bangs, "I'm, uh, staying at a hotel...in town." He takes a breath, "Do you- um..."
"It's okay, tell me sweetheart. I'm listening." Eddie's soft fingertips traces Steve’s freckles lightly, watching his pretty hazel eyes dart around nervously.
"Do you want to come back to my room?"
"What, you wanna hang out with lil ’ole me, or do you want me for something else?" Eddie smirks
"Only if you want to...we could, um-"
Eddie's still smirking as he leans in closer, "Want me to fuck you baby? Haven't gotten enough of me yet?"
Steve nods again shyly, “Wanna keep going…” Steve mutters under his breath, but Eddie still hears it. His heart beats out of his chest as he presses a kiss to Steve’s cheek.
"Nights’ not over yet," He smiles, "Lets hit the store and go to your hotel."
-
At the reception desk, Steve’s checking in with Eddie waiting at his side. Eddie's arm is wrapped around Steve's waist, nudging him with his hip as they wait for the key to the room.
Eddie leans in real close and whispers, "Gonna fuck you so soon baby, you excited sweetheart?" He teases.
Steve looks around nervously, hoping the receptionist doesn't appear from the back and hear Eddie. "Keep it down!" Steve whispers.
"What? You don't think I should tell her? I could tell this whole room you're getting railed tonight, think they'd clap for you Steve?"
"Eddie please- Please wait till we're alone-" Steve chokes out, gripping his fists tight to hold off any fluttering feelings. Steve doesn't really want this poor old woman over hearing their conversation.
So Eddie does wait, about two minutes till the elevator door closes and Eddie pulls Steve to him by his belt loops.
Kissing his neck as they go up seven floors, "Steve, you’re so good. So pretty.” Eddie says gently, lulling Steve’s head back to his his Adam’s apple. "Can't wait to get inside you."
Steve moans at that, and he's thankful they're alone now.
The elevator door dings open and they stumble to Steve’s room. Drunken on each others lips and ideas of each other, they're clumsy and loud as they make their way through the carpeted hall. Giggling and moaning softly as they stop to make out in front of the room door.
When the door clicks shut with a loud 'thud', Eddie's tosses their bag from the store—lube and some snacks—to the ground and gets Steve up against the wall, hands roaming up his shirt. Steve whimpers into his mouth, and it's like they're behind the bar when they finally kissed each other.
"God, I want you so bad Steve. You're so good, I wanna get inside you. Bet you're so tight and warm, fuck baby. G'nna let me fuck you?"
Steve nods enthusiastically, "Want it- Want you in me..." He whines. He's always so whiney and teased up over everything. It really shows how needy he is.
Eddie unzipped Steve’s jeans and tugs them down, Steve kicks them off to the side and helps Eddie get his tight, leather pants off too. They spend a few minutes just kissing with Steve pressed against the wall before Eddie rolls his hips into Steve's.
He moans automatically, gripping at Eddie's shoulders.
"It's so easy to get you so worked up," Eddie teases. "I wanna make you cum so much baby, wanna see you cry on my cock and cum so much for me."
Steve wiggles under Eddie's grasp, panting just thinking about it, about Eddie fucking him all night long till he's crying and shaking so hard. He's erect again, and it makes Eddie smile.
"I'm gonna stretch you open and fuck you real nice sweetheart. And if you wanna be my good boy then maybe you can ride me. What do you think Steve, how do you want it baby?" Eddie's leaned in real close, lightly ghosting his lips on Steve’s neck, being very careful not to touch his dick.
That doesn't matter though because Steve is certain he's going to cum completely untouched.
"Sounds good, wanna go all night. Use me Eddie, wanna feel used up." Steve mewls, tugging Eddie's shirt off over his head.
"I'll use you baby, really wanna go all night?
Steve nods, "Yes-" He manages to gasp. Eddie hums satisfied and kisses his cheek.
"How'd I get so lucky with you baby, I like you so much.” Eddie whispers.
“You like me?“ Steve looks fucking tragic when asks that, lips in a pout and eyes all watery.
Eddie smiles so softly at him, “Oh, of course Steve. Of course baby.” Eddie can’t help but lean into the crook of Steve’s neck and kiss there softly.
“I…I’ve been to some of your other shows. You’re so good Eddie, so pretty on stage.” Steve admits with heavy breathing.
“Really?” Eddie laughs excitedly, “You little fan boy! You're so cute, so cute and desperate for my attention. Aren't you baby?
"Eddie- Eddie you gotta stop, g'nna cum..."
"Just like this? You're so pathetic puppy, M' not even touching you." Eddie smirks before tugging Steve’s boxers down now too.
"Let me- Let me cum, I'll be so good. You can fuck me after, please. Need it."
"If you cum now I'm gonna use you up all night, do you understand me? Gonna have you cumming on my cock three or four times. You got that?"
Steve moans, dick twitching as he leaks pre-cum. He nods, "Understood."
"Good boy, such a mess for me, for my voice."
“Eddie, Eddie I want you.” Steve chokes out a sob, holding Eddie’s hand tightly.
“You’ve got me baby, I’m right here.”
“I want you, want you. Wanna be yours, I want to be all yours.” Steve huffs, wincing with his eyes squeezed shut.
“Okay, okay baby. Your mine, all mine. Promise, I promise baby.” Eddie brushes his hand over Steve’s cheek before tucking his hair behind his ear.
Steve’s breath hitches and he cums, leaking easily down his cock. He falls forward into Eddie’s grasp, resting his head on his shoulder.
“There ya go baby, feel better now sweetheart?”
“Mm’ a little…” Steve mutters, he is still hard. Of course he is, he’s riding the high and adrenaline like it was his first time. Like he’s some goddamn virgin taking his purity ring off just so Eddie could have him now. In some ways, this is his first time. First time with a guy, first time doing it out of love. That makes Steve shake and groan with pleasure.
“Tired?” Eddie asks, trailing kisses along Steve’s cheek.
He shakes his head softly, “Mmm, no, just feel good.” Steve hums, catching his breath as his head tips back into the wall.
“Oh yeah?” Eddie smirks, teasing and sly. He leads Steve over to the bed. “I’m so excited to treat you good, gonna make you feel special.” He presses a kiss to Steve’s temple and lays him back.
It's cold, neatly done, and the comforter smells fresh. Eddie throws all but one of the pillows to the ground and kneels over Steve on his knees. Steve spread his legs without having to be asked, and Eddie smirks.
"Gonna have to stretch you, m'kay baby? Don't wanna hurt you too badly."
The way Eddie phrases it makes Steve's stomach flood with butterflies. Eddie won't hurt him too bad, like Eddie's going to wrap his hand around Steve's neck, slap him silly, and pull at his hair.
Steve didn't know what he wanted, other than Eddie to fill him up. He watched Eddie diligently lube up his fingers and his hole, hissing at the cold feeling.
"Ready princess?"
Steve nodded, "Want it, want it now."
"So needy baby," Eddie cooed as he slipped a finger in, watching Steve shut his eyes and gasp softly. "So good for me."
His pretty lips parting so nicely, letting tiny noises fall from his mouth as Eddie wiggled his finger, curling it against Steve's warm walls.
Eddie leaned forward to kiss Steve's collar bone and neck, trailing them up, and then back down to his pec. Teasing, as his second finger hovered, he licked Steve's hard nipple.
That got him a high pitched whine, twitching and jutting his lips, forcing Eddie's hand further.
"Shit baby, you're so sensitive there." Eddie hummed, kissing just next to the bud now. He could probably get Steve to cum just like that, but he couldn't risk wasting Steve's stamina.
"Eddie, Eddie- Need more. Ugh-" Steve groaned, balling some of the blanket in his fist till his knuckles went white.
Without responding, Eddie slipped his waiting second finger, lubed and ready to scissor Steve's hole open for himself.
Steve moaned loud when it went it. He whimpered as he adjusted to the near painless addition. It wasn't long before Eddie fucked his fingers deeper and curled, hitting Steve's prostate, making him shake and thrash with a low, bit off moan.
"Mm, you liked that sweetheart?"
All Steve could do was nod and let Eddie flood his senses as his fingers fucked Eddie’s hole. Stretched and lubed, Steve gasped as Eddie’s cold fingers dug inside him.
“Gotta fuck me now Eds, g’nna cum if you don’t stop. Please Eds, want you inside.”
‘I hear ya baby.” Eddie hummed, pulling out his lube coated fingers and beckoned Steve closer to him. Steve, without needing to be asked, flipped around on his hands and knees for Eddie’s use.
"Arch your back for me, there we go baby." Eddie smiles as Steve bends more over, face buried in the mattress with his ass up.
"C'mon Eddie, wanna feel you." Steve whines, panting into the sheet as he grinds his ass against Eddie's front, trying to get him to hurry.
"So impatient puppy, you want my cock so bad? You wanna be fucked don't you Steve, want me to take your virginity?" Eddie practically growls.
That makes Steve moan because he’s not technically a virgin, he’s had sex before, but not like this—and not with Eddie. So yeah, Eddie makes him feel like a virgin, makes him feel hot and dumb in the head and everything feels good. So good Steve could do this all night.
They just might.
"Yes- Yes please fuck me Eddie. Please take it, ruin me daddy, please."
"You beg so good baby, and you look so good bent over like this," Eddie rubs his tip teasingly over Steve’s hole, making him twitch, "My pathetic princess is so desperate, huh? So cockdumb already." Eddie says with a low gritty voice that makes Steve’s head spin.
He nods against the mattress, "Want you, I want you daddy-“ He whimpers, pressing himself further down so Eddie can see his exposed and ready hole better.
Eddie slides in carefully, groaning and gasping at Steve’s warmth and tightness. Steve pants below, whining into the sheet as Eddie fills him again.
“You’re ass looks so cute pressed up against me.” Eddie mutters softly, fondly, as if he’s talking to himself. He’s drunk off the feeling of Steve already, and giggles to himself.
They start slow just so Steve can feel adjusted, but they both know they won’t last very long. Steve is already sensitive, but he doesn’t care. He wants Eddie in every way possible. Wants Eddie to break his mind, give him a real good fuck.
Steve whimpers a bit, "Faster, faster, faster-" Steve mewls, voice cracking into another whine. "Eddie, please!" Steve's desperate and can't hold out, he feels so fucking good. He feels like he's giving himself his first hand job, he feels on fire.
"Shit sweets, already?” Eddie purred, voice only described as a mock. Steve whimpered again as response, burring his face into the bed.
"Fuck me, Eddie," Steve's breath hitch as the churning feeling in his lower stomach as Eddie slicked in and out of him, "Faster-"
“So needy-“ Eddie groans, “Want to be split open, wanna be my little slut.”
Steve wouldn't know, he didn't know anything. He felt like the least experienced person in the world and had really only slept with one person, for real for real slept with. Steve was some inexperienced, whimpering mess under Eddie Munson. Strong, tan muscle twisting and writhing as Eddie fucked him.
Steve nodded hastily with curiosity. Eddie smirked and gripped hard at Steve's hips. Tight finger tips holding their ground.
Eddie's front slammed hard and deep into the hilt of Steve's ass. The room is full of nothing but skin slapping sounds and Steve's punched out moans, he can hardly get any words out anymore. Steve's drooling onto the mattress, mouth perpetually hung open as Eddie fucks his lights out.
The pace changed, and now Eddie's so much faster, rather than harder. His cock tip abuses and bruises Steve's prostate with nearly ever thrust, and pre-cum dribbles and dribbles from Steve's red, strained cock.
Steve's gasping, choked off little breaths because everything is so much. Eddie's cock buried in his ass, overstimulating him time after time. He can feel himself unravel, breaking open on Eddie. Tears flood his eyes as he pushes himself back, forcing more of Eddie inside himself.
Eddie quickly noticed and grips his hips, the trusting slows and Steve whines.
"What is it princess? Tell daddy."
"Close- M' close, gotta cum." Steve says, voice cracking from crying and moaning for long periods of time.
Eddie leans over to kiss Steve's shoulder blade, dick sliding in as he does. Steve moans, he's sure if Eddie moves he'll cum on the spot.
"Can I cum inside you baby, wanna fill you up. Can daddy breed you."
That catches Steve off guard more than anything and he bites off a moan, hips sputtering as he fucks himself with Eddie's dick.
"Fuck- Fuck please, please. Eddie please, yes. Yes!" Steve babbles out.
"So fuckin' good, baby." Eddie practically growls as he takes hold of Steve's hips again and gives him a few more hard thrusts. Eddie has this fantastic moan, low and raw, when he cums. Steve salivates at the sound of it, whimpers when Eddie's cum spills inside himself. It's warm and burning so good he cums too.
They both groan when Eddie pulls out, the lack of warmth and size makes them miss it immediately. Eddie turns Steve over and slides onto the bed next to him, peppering his face with tiny kisses.
It's jarring how soft Eddie is being, having just fucked Steve to tears.
"How do ya feel princess?" Eddie whispers, nibbling lightly on Steve's earlobe.
Steve's arms wrap around Eddie's neck and he pulls him close to whisper in his ear now, "Wanna go again."
Eddie pulls away stunned and wide eyed, "You think you can take more?"
"Wanna be full, Eds. Please? Breed me daddy, c'mon."
With absolutely no hesitation, Eddie's dick pulses hard as he flips on his back and pulls Steve on top of him. He looks good up there, straddling his lap like he did in the car hours ago. This time, he's naked and begging to be fucked again.
Steve leans in to kiss Eddie, hard and kinda sloppy. While Eddie's hands are busy feeling Steve up, Steve helps himself slide onto Eddie's now very much erect dick.
"Fuck puppy, you're so edger aren't you." Eddie gasps out, giving Steve one last kiss.
"Thought you wanted to break me on your cock, daddy, thought we were gonna go all night?" Steve asks, sort of teasing.
"God, you really want that Stevie?"
Steve leans over to whisper something, "You're taking my virginity remember? Gotta make it good."
And even though Steve isn't really a virgin, he's teasing Eddie and calling himself one. He's playing a role and begging to get fucked. Eddie was trying to hold off as much as he could, trying not to really hurt Steve.
But Steve is more than willing to cry and cum over and over for him. Steve wants his first time with a guy to be life changing—mind breaking.
So who was Eddie to deprive Steve of that? Willing, he pushed Steve farther down on his cock as response, and Steve bit his lip and moaned through his nose.
Steve’s dick was already leaking pre-cum, swearing all over his own stomach and dripping down the underside of his cock as Eddie trailed his hands to his ass, holding him and steading Steve with a tight grip. Surely there’d be marks all over Steve after this: busted lips, bite marks, big hickeys, reddened skin from getting fucked, and bruising finger prints from being absolutely manhandled.
As much as Steve wanted to pretend he was strong and ready for Eddie to rock into him all night, he was easily overstimulated and easy after having came four times already. Eddie knew this, saw it in the way Steve shook and tried to hide his unsteady breaths.
“This is it for tonight princess, after this I’m cleaning you up in the shower and taking you to bed.” Eddie said, voice poise and unchanging. “Do you understand me?”
Steve nodded, afraid to disobey this Eddie. This Eddie with a strong voice and all the power over Steve. The one who controlled Steve’s pleasure.
“Good boy, c’mere, wanna kiss you.” Eddie asked calmly, pulling Steve down. Eddie dug into the hilt of Steve’s ass, and as soon as his lips met Steve’s, he began fucking up into Steve.
Immediately bobbing and whimpering into Eddie’s mouth as he thrusted his hips right into Steve, he pulled back and panted, “Eddie-“
“No, you gotta kiss me if you want my cock baby.” Eddie stated, curling his fingers into Steve’s hair, being so careful as to not pull on it.
Steve nodded and kissed him again, whining and breathless, he had to break for air more often. His insides felt like lava, his dick was molten and dribbling pre-cum as Eddie absolutely abused his hole just as he pleaded him to do.
They kissed sloppy and wet. So, so wet. Saliva on their lips and smearing onto their chins as Steve moaned into Eddie’s mouth.
Eddie wanted to make this hard, wanted to tease, so he hardened his thrusts. Deep and rough as he clenched Steve’s waist and hips hard. Hard enough to leave marks.
"Fuck Eddie, fuck yes. Fuck, fuck, fuck-" Steve moaned loud, if anyone was staying next door they must be able to hear them. But neither of them wanted to stop, neither of them could shut up.
“Ohmygod- M’ close, Eddie- Eddie I’m-“
Eddie yanked him back into a kiss, “What did I tell you?” He huffed, biting Steve’s lower lip. It didn’t bleed, but the desired effect was there. Steve groaned, feeling hot and near finishing.
He got the memo and kissed back, and Eddie kept his promise and kept fucking him.
It was so much, Steve forced himself not to draw back as he shivered, cumming all over Eddie’s chest. His legs shook and clenched hard around Eddie’s sides, desperate to keep himself stable.
He liked that he could be loud, loud as he wanted. He liked that Eddie did that for him. The first girl Steve even sort of hooked up with told him guys didn't make much noise, and that shut Steve up real good. He had been bottling up every little noise since, and hadn't had anything good since an eternity, so Eddie doing him a great favor.
Unannounced, Eddie came too, filling Steve up again with his warm, pearly cum.
“Holy shit-“ Steve panted, wobbling as his arms started feeling sore. Eddie wrapped his arms around Steve’s waist as he pulled him to his chest, holding him as his cock stayed buried inside him.
“Shouldn’t we clean up-“
“Lemme just hold you for a minute.” There it was, that sex after glow. Eddie could not just let go, couldn’t pull out just yet. If he wasn’t careful, Steve was going to warm him into erection and they’d be going another round before making it to the shower.
And fuck, Steve couldn’t stop squirming. His body was on fire, and felt hotter against Eddie. The cum on Eddie’s chest made him feel sticky and gross. He was moving and trying so hard to get comfortable so he could just lay with Eddie, but he couldn’t. He was moving so much with Eddie inside him, it wasn’t helping either of their situations.
Fuck Eddie was half hard now, there was no way Steve could go another round. Eddie quickly peeled Steve off of him, cum dripping out his ass as he whimpered—he hates losing that warm, full feeling.
“I’ll start the shower-“
“Wait, Eds, you’re…can I…?“
“I told you that was our last round baby doll, I know you want to be good and please me, but I don’t think you can take it.”
Eddie was right, Steve was so sore and tired, and if Eddie fucked him or made him cum one more time it would be too much.
Steve pulled Eddie back to him by the wrist, “I know, but I could still suck you off?”
Somehow that made Eddie flustered. Cheeks burning red, tugging some hair in front of his face, as he watched Steve kneel in front of the bed, “Please…daddy?”
Sighing, Eddie sat on the edge of the bed, “You’re way too good for me.” Eddie laughed tiredly. Luckily this wouldn’t take long, Steve just needed a minute of Eddie in his mouth and they’d be done, for real this time.
Steve’s mouth was insanely warm, and Eddie was right, his lips looked beautiful around his cock. The taste was salty from Eddie’s cum, but Steve hummed with it in his mouth and sucked down. Hallowing his cheeks like he watched Eddie do in the car, Eddie gasped and breathed hard.
“Oh fuck, shit, how am I already close-?”
“Sensitive,” Steve noted, kitten licking at Eddie’s tip just before taking as much as he could back in his mouth, tongue swirling and lapping over Eddie’s girth.
Eddie moaned loud, different than he’s moaned all night, his fingers tangled back in Steve’s hair as he watched his boy work on his knees.
“Gonna cum baby, gonna-“ And he did, he came with Steve’s lips pressed against the side of his cock—mid kiss—and got cum all over Steve’s cheek.
Instead of pulling back, grossed out, Steve just laughed and wiped his cheek. “Next time, let’s do that first so I can practice better.” Steve joked, standing up to kiss Eddie’s cheek.
They mused at the idea of next time and kissed softly all the way to the bathroom. Eddie tried to get it turned on, but it’s hard to work when his clingy…whatever Steve is…was trying to distract him—peppering his shoulder and forearm with gentle kisses. ‘Give me attention’ Steve seemed to say wordlessly.
They climbed into the shower together and laughed and giggled as they washed each other clean, scrubbing away all the sweat and cum from their long night.
Afterwards they shut off all the lights and crashed into bed, tangling in one another’s arms.
“Steve?” Eddie whispered, cheek pressed to Steve’s chest.
“Hm?”
“Did you…do you regret that?”
Steve shifted in the bed to look at Eddie, he was barely visible in the dark.
“No, do you?”
Eddie shook his head ‘no’ against the pillow, “Just checking. People don’t- don’t really stick around when we…you know.” His voice was small and sad, vulnerable.
“I said I wanted to be yours, I meant that Eds.” Steve said calmly, pressing a kiss just under Eddie’s eye.
“Yeah?” Eddie’s voice cracked slightly as he stared at Steve’s hand, enlacing it with his own.
“Yeah, now let’s sleep. We should get breakfast in the morning, go to a diner.”
“Are you asking me on a date, Harrington?” Eddie laughs softly, close to Steve’s neck.
Steve laughs at the use of his last name, “Yeah Munson, I am,” There’s a moment of silence after a last soft kiss.
They both whisper goodnight and fall easily into sleep. They can talk about all the cushy details of their relationship later, on their breakfast date, but right now their tired, restless bodies need sleep.