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For once in his life, Eddie was feeling good about, not only his life in general, but his future as well. He managed to get into college on a scholarship, and with a lifelong habit of penny pinching and his side hussle of dealing, he was doing well enough that he didn't have to choose between paying the rent for his off campus apartment or groceries. It helped, of course, that in his first semester he'd met a boy, the goddamn sweetest thing on earth and fucking hot on top. It didn't take them long to fall in love, and by the second semester they had moved in together and were living in domestic bliss, something Eddie never thought he'd get.
He knew he was an ADHD nightmare, always forgetting to clean up after himself and pushing off chores until his boyfriend had to just do them himself. It was the cause of a lot of arguments early on in their cohabitation, not that his baby was a neat freak, but when your dishes start to grow their own ecosystem, well, he understood. Thankfully, it never escalated to something serious enough that they'd sling words meant to hurt one another, and a shared calendar, marked with stickers for things like appointments, anniversaries and chores help to sort themselves out. They still had fights of course, every couple did, but it was never big enough that they'd forget that they loved each other.
Seriously, it was probably unhealthy how quickly they'd grown attached. A lot of late night talks and smoking sessions revealed that both had their demons in the form of abandonment issues and absent parents. But they were happy, their friend groups got along and although they agreed they were maybe moving too fast, it was now year two of their relationship, so everyone just agreed to go with the flow and not ruin a good thing.
The only sour spot in Eddie's life lately was Steve fucking Harrington. That asshole was a big guy on campus, with his charming personality and jock body, and perfect hair. It was easy to see why most of the school had a crush on him. But he'd set his sights on one Eddie Munson. And no matter how much Eddie turned him down or told him he was taken, the guy was persistent and seemed unable to take no for an answer.
But whatever, it was the holiday season and Eddie wasn't gonna let some douchebag ruin his good mood. And that is how Eddie found himself walking home alone just before sunset. He'd stopped by a specialty store just outside his campus to get the last gift he needed, hiding the package in a reusable shopping bag. Opting to take a stroll through the surrounding woodland area, it took longer to get home this way, but it was unseasonably warm so he wanted to enjoy the cool air. Tipping his head back into the dying light, Eddie closed his eyes and enjoyed the sounds of the forest around him.
A branch snapping behind him had his eyes shooting open and he twisted around to see what caused the noise. Some twenty feet behind him, he spotted what looked like another student. They were bundled up for the cold and were wearing one of those silly Santa masks that the student body were handing out as a way to promote the holiday spirit. It looked silly and slightly creepy to Eddie, but hey, it was harmless enough so he didn't really care. Sure enough, the other person raised their hand and gave an enthusiastic wave. Amused, Eddie gave them a wave back before turning around and continuing his walk. Ignoring them, he pulled out his phone to shoot his boyfriend a quick text, not even looking up when he heard the footsteps behind him break into a run.
He was just about to hit send when he felt something strike the back of his head. Gasping in pain Eddie went down, his phone flying from his grip. Once he was down, he felt himself being straddled from behind, then a cloth was pressed over his nose and mouth. He tried to struggle, but between the blow and whatever chemical was now filling his lungs, he didn't even put up a fight. The last thing he was aware of was his body being slung over someone's shoulder, then the crunch of snow as they walked.
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When he later woke, he was confused. His head was throbbing, and he could hear crackling like there was a fire nearby. Forcing his eyes open took more out of him than he was willing to admit, but at least they opened and he took in the sight of what looked like the interior of a cabin. A fire was crackling away on the other side of what looked to be the main area, a quick glance around showing a modest kitchen, and a hallway which led, presumably to a bedroom, maybe a bathroom as well. It was a cosy space, all natural dark wood and flannel accents. Or it would be cosy, if Eddie didn't realise his hands were tied above his head, anchored to a support beam, and all his clothing was gone.
As his breathing started coming heavier, the door opened and his gaze whipped around to see who was coming in. It was the student from the trail, mask still in place, and they were carrying an armload of firewood. Once the stranger removed their boots, they stopped when they realised Eddie was awake. Giving him a quick two finger salute, they continued into the cabin, dripping off the wood to a holder beside the fireplace, adding a few logs before standing and removing their outerwear. Then they made their way to stand at his feet.
"Comfy?" They asked, voice muffled by the mask.
And the thing is, he kinda was. He was laying on a pile of blankets, arranged around him so he was well cushioned and warm, the fire keeping him comfortable even despite having no clothes on.
"Who the fuck are you?" Eddie barked, ignoring the question.
"Rude." The stranger replied.
"Listen buddy, I don't know where you get off but I'm expected to be somehwere. My boyfriend is gonna notice that I'm gone and once he does he'll call the cops. So just, let me go now and I won't press charges."
Chuckling, the stranger reached into his back pocket and pulled out Eddie's phone. "You mean this boyfriend?" And to Eddie's shock, he unlocked the phone and pulled up his messaging app. His blood went cold when he saw that his last message, telling his partner that he'd be home soon, wasn't there. Instead there was a message saying that he was going to be delayed, a last minute assignment was going to have him working at the library until late. The look on his face made the stranger laugh as they straightened up, the phone being tossed onto a table by Eddie's side. "When you went down you dropped your phone. So I took of liberty of reassuring your boyfriend, and then I removed your passcode. Protip by the way, maybe cover your screen when entering your code, otherwise someone might steal it."
"Who the fuck are you? What do you want?" Eddie demanded, fear beginning to overtake him.
"Oh baby, you mean you don't recognize me?" Removing their mask revealed the face of none other than…
"Harrington!?"
"Hi Eddie! Having fun?"
"What the fuck! What do you think you're doing? Let me go!"
Ignoring his cries, Steve started removing his clothes. Starting with his sweater, then his shirt, dropping them carelessly to the side, his eyes on Eddie's the whole time. It wasn't until he started undoing his jeans that Eddie really started to panic.
"Steve no! Let me go, just let me go and I won't tell anyone about this okay? We can walk away and never talk about this again, okay, just don't, please!"
"Now why would I do that Eddie?" Steve asked condescendingly. "When I finally have you right where I want you." There went his jeans and underwear, leaving him fully bare, already hard. "You've been ignoring me Eddie. And I don't like being ignored." Dropping to his knees before him, Steve grabbed Eddie's legs and forced them open, slipping into the space between before he could close them.
"No! No! Get the fuck away from me you fucker!" Bringing his left leg back, Eddie attempted to kick Steve away from him. But Steve is a jock, an athlete, so he easily caught Eddie's foot before it could connect.
Looking annoyed now, Steve pinned Eddie's feet beneath his shins, then he reached out to the table on his right and came back with a knife. Eddie froze at the sight of it, his breath coming in short bursts as he began to panic. A slap to his abdomen brought him back, and he looked up to Steve.
"Don't panic baby, so long as you behave I won't have to use this okay? Just be a good boy for me." But Steve didn't put the knife down, just tucked it up against his arm so it wasn't in danger of knicking them. "Do you understand? Don't fight me, and I won't hurt you."
"You're crazy." Tears beginning to run down his face, Eddie blinked rapidly to clear his eyes so he would be able to see.
"Crazy for you baby." Was the response, smile breaking out across Steve's face as Eddie didn't attempt to move again. "You're so pretty when you cry." Using his free hand, Steve wiped at the tears running down his cheeks.
"Don't…" He whispered, moving his head to the side, testing the limits of what Steve would allow.
Laughing softly, Steve allowed the movement, taking his hand back and shifting to free Eddie's legs. This time when he spread Eddie's legs open, he allowed it and didn't fight back.
"Good boy." Leaning in, he started kissing Eddie, who couldn't bring himself to participate but didn't want to risk moving away either, very aware of the knife still in Steve's hand.
Eddie just whimpered, trying not to break into outright sobbing, as Steve cradled his face in one hand, pressing kisses all over his face, moving down to his neck. He lost the battle, starting to sob as Steve sucked and bit at his neck and collarbones, no doubt leaving marks that he'd have to explain to his boyfriend later. And that, right there hurt the most, that he'd have to go home, violated, and explain to his loving partner that he'd, however involuntarily, slept with another man.
"So pretty baby, will you cry for me the whole time?"
"Fuck you." Eddie spat.
"Other way around pretty." Steve laughed.
Sitting up, Steve spread his ass cheeks and stared down at his hole. Eddie squirmed, uncomfortable with the gaze on his most private place, he tried instinctively closing his legs but froze as Steve dragged the knife across the floor. Letting his legs fall limp, he tried not to flinch as Steve ran his hand down his thigh, thumbing at his hole, pushing slightly inside.
"You're still wet you know. Did your boyfriend fuck you earlier? Was it good, or did you just lay there and take it, wishing he'd be more rough, wishing he'd just take what he wanted." Pushing his thumb inside, Steve pushed back and forth as he spoke, eyes glued to the motion.
Eddie tried not to moan, biting his lip to keep it in, Steve's words stroking a flame inside himself that he always tried not to look too closely at. But it was always there, he craved roughness, wanted to be degraded in bed, wanted to be used. How Steve saw that when his own partner didn't, Eddie didn't want to know.
He satrtled slightly as he felt cold metal touching his abdomen, looking down he saw that Steve was running the side of the blade across his stomach, bringing the blade up to circle the tip of it around one of his nipples. He breathed shallowly, trying not to let his chest move too much, wary of being cut.
"Don't worry pretty, I won't cut you. Just trying to make things a little more exciting." Steve reassured, moving the blade down to run it up the outside of his thigh, the metal starting to warm with his body heat.
"You do this a lot you freak. Fucking kidnap people and tie them up in your freaky rape cabin?" Eddie was finding his bite again, fighting back the only way he could while bound and trembling in fear.
His words didn't seem to affect Steve though. "Just the ones I know are craving it. All I had to do was look at you and I knew. Knew you wanted it, knew you needed someone to put you in your place."
"Fuck off."
Steve just ignored him, instead he finally put the knife back on the table, gripping Eddie under the thighs and moving to line himself up. Spitting in his hand, he coated himself.
"Wait, wait, prep? Condom? You're gonna fucking rip me apart!"
"Shut up, you're being so dramatic." Rolling his eyes at him, Steve pushed the head of his cock inside. "You're already prepped from earlier whore. You can take it."
"No, nononono…!" His pleading was cut off as Steve pushed himself inside.
He didn't thrust in all at once thankfully, but he was relentless, not stopping until he was all the way in. Once he was in, Steve took a moment to enjoy the feeling of being encased in a warm wet space, his head lolling back as he breathed in.
Eddie on the other hand was struggling. He took deep breaths, eyes clenched shut, trying to relax his body and accept the intrusion. He rarely participated in rough sex since he settled down with his boyfriend, wasn't used to taking a cock with anything less than extensive prep, sometimes even an orgasm first if they had no plans for the day. He had to fight back the pure want that spread through his body with the rough treatment.
"See baby? I know exactly what bitches like you need."
Eyes snapping open, Eddie was ready to snap back until he saw Steve. He was looking down at him with hunger in his eyes, knife once again in his hand as he licked along the blade.
"Let me show you." Steve whispered, bringing down the knife and running the wet side of the blade along Eddie's cock.
Eddie whimpered, his erection flagging as the knife ran along such a delicate part of his anatomy. "Stop, please."
"You know how to make me stop." Steve gave him aoment, stopping all movement as he waited on him. When Eddie said nothing, Steve continued, dancing the tip of the blade up along his ribs until he could circle one of his nipples. "Stay still baby."
Then he began to move, keeping a slow pace Steve pulled out and pushed in, too gentle to give Eddie any real stimulation. But he bit his lip, refusing to ask for anything from his assaulter.
Eyes focusing on his lips, Steve gave his nipple a flick with the tip of his knife, causing him to flinch before he could control it. "Careful, you got lucky this time, but if you move too much I won't be responsible for what happens."
He ran the blade up his chest, and dragged it along his neck, lingering on his pulse point as his heart pounded. Coming up behind his ear, Steve brought the tip of his blade to rest on Eddie's lower lip, still held between his teeth. "Open, I want to hear you. I'm gonna make you beg for me in a way you'd never do with your boyfriend." He pressed slightly and Eddie released his lip with a gasp as the tip dug into his lip, not enough to draw blood, but enough to hurt. "Better."
Starting back up, Steve kept the same pace; incredibly slow.
Getting impatient with the lack of sensation, Eddie broke. "Why are you going so slow? I thought you wanted to break me. Just get it fucking over with!"
Steve brought the blade down to smack against the ground close to his head, making him flinch. "Beg me for it."
"Excuse me!?"
"You heard me, if you want me to move faster, then beg me for it." Steve, somehow, managed to slow down even more, his pace now glacial.
"Oh fuck off! You're the one who went through all this goddamn trouble just to fuck me. Either get to it or let me go home!" Eddie yelled, his legs kicking in a temper tantrum.
Steve just smirked down at him, stopping the movement of his hips entirely and just resting inside him.
"Nononono, fuck off!" Eddie lifted his front as much as could before slamming back down, squeezing around Steve's cock to try to entice him to move.
"Mmmmmmmm, that feels good baby. Like the best fleshlight I could ask for. Keep it up and I'll fill you up in no time, but you won't get to come." To emphasise his point, Steve ran his hands up his own torso, stopping briefly to rub his nipples before continuing, his hands running through his hair as he enjoyed Eddie's ministrations.
"Fuck you, motherfucker!"
"You know what to do Eddie. It's not my fault you're being stubborn, baby." Leaving his hair, Steve pinched Eddie's nipples before harshly twisting them in his grasp.
"Fuck! Fine, fuck me, fuck me, just fucking fuck me you son of a bitch!"
"Getting there." Scratching his nails down Eddie's torso, he grabbed onto Eddie's waist, just barely starting to move his hips in a grind.
"Please Steve, please! Fuck me, please! I'll behave, I'll be good, just- please! Please move!" Eddie cried, his body thrashing with denied pleasure.
"There's the whore I've been seeing in you all year." Gripping tight, Steve pulled all the way out, ignoring Eddie's cry of betrayal, and then slammed back inside, angling his hips to find Eddie's prostate and slamming against it once he did, again, and again, and again.
Eddie was crying out non-stop, his vocal cords feeling like they were being shredded with how loud he was. He had wrapped his legs around Steve's hips at this point, pulling him in with every thrust and making things that much more intense.
"That's it baby, scream for me. Keep that whore mouth open, I'm gonna fuck it later. That sound good, baby? You've been behaving well so far, you deserve a reward don't you think?" Wrapping a hand around Eddie's dick, Steve tightened his grip till it was almost painful, dragging his dry hand up and down, the friction almost painful.
"YES! PLEASE! I'LL DO ANYTHING JUST FUCK ME, FUCK ME, WRECKMEOWNME FUCK!!" Eddie came hard, screaming, his cock spurting cum and shooting up his chest, some of it reaching his neck.
"Yes baby, that's it, I'm cumming, gonna fill you up, fuck!" Bowing over with the force of his orgasm, Steve bit into the curve of his neck, and Eddie knew he'd find the impression of Steve's teeth in his flesh later on. He groaned and twisted under him as he was overstimulated, Steve still jerking his cock through his own orgasm.
Slowly, Steve stilled, hips pressed flush against him, but hand finally stilling. Releasing his neck from his mouth, Steve placed a kiss to the mark he left, working his way up his neck, kissing across his cheek and landing on his mouth. They kissed sweetly, exchanging soft pecks and slipping each other tongue, moving back and forth between mouths and keeping it light. As they kissed Steve pulled out of him, soothing the loss by licking over his tongue and nibbling his lips. Without Steve keeping him plugged, Eddie could feel cum start leaking out of him.
When the kiss ended, Steve reached up and started freeing Eddie's wrists, coiling up the rope as it came loose before putting it back into Eddie's shopping bag. Easing his arms down from their cramped position, Steve massaged the sore and stiff muscles, taking his time to work out every kink. Pulling Eddie up against his chest, they worked together to turn over, Eddie laying against Steve's chest.
"Need anything baby, I have juice, water and fruit snacks."
Eddie had to clear his throat twice before he could speak. "Ju'ce pls. N'snacks." He managed to croak out.
"Coming right up." Reaching over to the table, Steve grabbed his bag from underneath it and pulled out a juice box. Removing the straw, Steve pierced the box and brought the straw to his lips. Eddie smiled as he saw the flavour, mixed berry grape, his favourite.
Sipping steadily, Eddie didn't stop until he drained the entire box. Steve quickly prepared another one for him, letting Eddie grab a hold of it this time, grabbing him a bag of assorted fruit snacks next. After getting a juice for himself, apple flavour, he opened a large size bag of fruit snacks and together they ate it, Steve feeding him pieces.
"How you feeling Eds? More alive?"
"Yeah, I'm okay. Holy shit that was intense." Eddie said, stretching out his limbs, enjoying the feeling of his body loosening up.
"Yeah, too intense?" Steve asked, giving him a squeeze.
"No princess, it was perfect." Smiling, he pressed a few kisses into Steve's chest, one hand scratching through his chest hair. "Speaking of, where are we? How'd you manage to get us a cabin?"
"Oh, well, we're in the county over. This is Hooper's cabin, he agreed to lend it to me for the winter break. We just have to make sure to restock any supplies we use and clean up afterwards."
"The next- how fucking hard did you hit me?" Eddie demanded, pushing himself up to straddle his boyfriend, looking down at him incredulously.
"I barely even touched you asshole. And it was just some alcohol in that cloth. You just fell asleep. I told you to go to bed earlier last night." Scolded Steve.
"I was excited okay!? And here I went through all this trouble to get us some new, high quality rope. See if I'm ever this nice again." Eddie groused, grabbing the knife off the ground and snacking Steve with the hard plastic.
Bringing his arms up to defend himself, Steve just started laughing. "It's very nice rope baby, I'm looking forward to using it more."
"Ughhhhh!!"
Pulling Eddie back down against him, Steve just held him close as he blew raspberries into his neck. "Am I better than your boyfriend baby? Wanna dump him and get together with me?"
"Steve! Oh my god you cheeseball, fuck off!" Laughing together, they fell back against the blankets and settled in for some more cuddling.
Once they pulled themselves together, they cleaned up the nest of blankets, getting the bed ready for sleep and showering together. Ready for bed, they held each other close, looking forward to spending the holiday together.