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It’s a lazy Saturday evening and you’re bored out of your mind, laying back down on the couch looking up at the ceiling, watching the fan go round and round. Huffing, you gently kick Steve, who happens to not only be your best friend, but roommate as well.
“Entertain me!” You demand.
“Hey, watch it.” He mumbles under his breath as he straightens his sport magazine out, going back to read it.
“Ughhh,” You throw yourself on his lap, crushing his precious magazine to his chagrin, “Steeeeve, it’s a Saturday and we’re both 26, we have no dates, at home, we’re losers. Now entertain me!”
Giving up on his reading he huffs but gives you the attention you’re craving, “What do you suggest sugar, a movie?”
Pulling his arm hugging it, capturing his body heat, “Dude, we always have movie nights, next.”
The sudden slamming of the door makes you both jump, his arm holding you protectively. He relaxes when you both see its just Vickie.
“Hey vick.” At the same time, she smiles and greets back.
Steve taps your arm repeatedly with his thumb humming, while Vickie hangs her coat up. “How about we go to the bar?”
“Ewwwwww I'm not 18 with a fake I.D. anymore, plus if I have to smell the floors of the Hideout one more time, I think I might actually die, next.”
He brushes hair out of your face with a smile, “A bit dramatic, don’t you think?” His eyes don’t move from yours, and you feel heat come to your cheeks; Vickie saves the day.
“Oh, are you guys looking for something to do?” Asking as she changes into her work shoes, sitting up quickly, “Yes ma’am! Do you have a suggestion?”
“Well Robin said something about the place she works, I didn’t get all of the information because, well...we were making out-”
Immediately both of you make a swooning sound. Robin is a girl Vickie met at work, apparently, she’s something of a klutz and keeps coming back to the night clinic. One time it was a deep cut on her finger that needed stitches, another was a twisted ankle.
They took to each other like a fish takes to water, you have yet to meet her, but you hear about her and you already like this Robin. Next weekend she’s coming over for dinner and you can’t wait, neither can Steve- unspokenly the mother hen protector.
Unspokenly you both love it, and him...maybe some more than others...
“Alright you two, do you want a suggestion or not?” She smiles through her scarlet face, redder than her hair, putting on her key card.
Both quickly agreeing, waiting on bated breath. “Well, as I was saying she invited me to her theater tonight, which clearly I'm working so I told her another night but it uh, sounds very interesting.” She raises her eyebrows.
Huffing, unimpressed, “The movies?” Even Steve is giving her a look.
“An adult theater.” She says pointedly.
You and Steve look at each other in question, then back at her, “Like a porno theater?!” Steve rushes. Laughing at his ruffled feathers, you whisper in mock scandal, “Vickie, Robin works at a porn theater?”
She shrugs, “Yea something like that, like I said we were busy. Anyways it’s a little outside of Indy, so a bit of a drive but I donno, it’s something very different and I thought maybe you’d be up for it?”
Instantly getting up and hugging her, “Oh Vickie, you have saved the night.”
Steve’s feathers ruffle more, “You want to go?!” Separating from Vickie with a glint in your eye, “Come on Steve where’s your adventure. One day you can tell our grandkids all about the night we went to an adult theater.” A cold dread zings through you at the slip up, but then you’re soothed right away as it seems Steve doesn’t notice.
It had the effect you were hoping for as he gasps though, “I absolutely will not!” Vickie giggles and goes to pin up her hair in the mirror.
Walking back over to Steve and sitting by him, “Dude come on, we can even get dressed up sleezy and play the part.” Wiggling your eyebrows.
He goes quiet for a minute in thought, then smirks, “I wouldn’t want us to be walking up to the place and a cop mistakes you for a hooker.” He jokes, and you do laugh, but while slowly smiling. A pat to his cheek, “Oh Steve, but you’re my little whore.” His face is red quicker than lightning, he gives a small protest as you jump up.
Looking at the clock, 8:19. “Ok you’ve got 30 minutes to get all dressed, then we leave.” He groans, “I can’t believe we are doing this.”
Throwing his nickname for you back at him, “That we are sugar, now remember the theme is sluty, sleezy, sultry, what have you.”
Vickie waves y’all off as she leaves, “Have fun you guys, don’t get into too much trouble!”
“Oh, we will!” Assuring her, her laughter followed her out the door. Another groan from Steve, and excitement from you.
~
“Oh.” You don’t mean to say it as you take in Steve, with his hair slicked back. His normal, puppy dog, downturned eyes, having an edge to them now. No wire glasses to be seen. He didn’t shave so he still has some hair above his lips, lips that look like he rubbed some balm on, shining just so.
Going down, he’s wearing a black Henley, with a couple of buttons open, so you can see traces of his chest hair. Sleeves rolled up to his elbow, showing off his strong forearms.
Seeing a sliver of skin by his hip as you see a douchey silver belt slung low on his waist, wondering where the hell he got that, but the thought leaves you as the belt is holding up some nice fitting jeans...very nice fitting, holy hell.
Fuuuuuuccccckkkk.
You can even smell him, woodsy with a hint of sweetness.
FUCK!
He looks over you and says, “Oh.” As well, and you know what he’s seeing.
Staying true to theme, your hair is a bit wilder than usual, really taking time on your makeup, not just using your finger to dab on color to your eyelids. A long sleeved-dark red velvet shirt with lace, that plunges between your breasts, on.
A short black leather skirt that hugs your frame nicely, zipper going up the front of your thigh, mocking any interested party. Black panty hose, because it’s cold out and curb stompers on your feet. Silver chains with stars hanging from the boots.
You too smelled, sultry and sweet.
Breaking the tension with a quick smile, and even a quicker joke “Well shit don’t we look the part, handsome” You wink, getting your coat.
You notice him swallow, you turn around to look at something else, Steve comes closer and grabs your jacket to help put it on, “Let me-”
“Thanks.” You rush out and move out of his orbit. A hand going over his slicked back hair, “You look...fuck sugar, you look good.” A smile you’ve never seen on him, something you can’t place.
Not knowing what to do with the slight tension, you act. With a hand on your hip, “Steve I cost too much, you could never afford a night with me, a high-class hooker, ya know?”
“No one could afford you.” His deep voice says firmly, your blood flashes. Feeling your nipples get hard, and goosebumps on your skin.
Silence.
Then he laughs and gives you a little shove as he puts on his jacket, “L-let’s go to this skeevy place. By the way, I’m bringing hand sanitizer, if I even see the littlest hint of cum-”
You bark a laugh, the tension melts away. Patting your purse, “Already ahead of you Steve.” You had some wipes as well, just in case.
Opening the door, “Alright let’s go to this porn theater.” He says the last part quieter, “Your moms not here Steven, you don’t have to whisper.”
Locking the door and groaning, “Don’t mention my mom right now, give me some kind of break!” You giggle and pull him closer in the cold night, “Alright no mentioning parents. Hey, you think we’re going to see someone in action?”
“Well yea that’s the point of porn, seeing someone doing it. Oh god, how did I get roped into this again.” He rubs one of his eyes before getting into his car, “Because adventure Steve! And no, I mean like,” Now it was your time to whisper, “Like other people there, like getting off.” You give him a pointed look, clicking your seat belt into place.
Squinting his eyes, “Look are you going to be cool about this?” An appalled hand to your chest, he follows the movement, “Me be cool? Of course I’m going to be cool, I’m cool. Are YOU cool, with all the groaning and moaning?” He drives.
With a quick click of his tongue, “Dude, I’m a dude, I watch porn or whatever, I think I can handle it being on a big screen.”
“Yea but we’ll be watching it together, and there’ll be other people. What if someone's...ya know.” You make a crude gesture of jerking a cock.
Laughter, “Jesus sugar, just don’t look, or do, I don’t know what you're into.” His face is flaming, eyes straight on the road as he moves in his seat.
You sigh, “We should make it a game, a point for each person we think is masturbating. At the end of the night, highest point wins, deal?”
A slick smirk, “Deal.” He promises as the car passes the Leaving Hawkins sign.
~
“Holy shit.” You do mean to say those words, you walk into the immaculate theater, just like the outside, it’s beautiful. Sparkling chandeliers in the lobby, which looks like it’s from the 1920’s. Art deco and plants, mirrors and the smell of sex.
Giving your coats to the lady at the counter, Eve, paying for two tickets. You notice her shiny black shirt is see thru, making out her tits, nipples budded and pierced. She gives you a look, licking her lips, “Enjoy the show.” Glossing her eyes over Steve as well, you shiver.
“Come on,” He says close to your ear, “Stay close, I don’t want any weirdos around you.” Smiling but you do stay close, seeing people in different stages of being clothed “We are the weirdos Steve, we’ve come here just like them” You remind him.
One man wearing only a black thong and leather harness with a collar, the lady pulling him along on a leash is wearing a corset and short skirt- that's all as her boobs are on display and you can see half of her ass “Is this legal, how is this legal?” Steve just watches people as well and shrugs.
Making your way through the double doors Steve opens for you, you stop cold as they shut, Steve running into you, “What-” He stops as he sees too.
Your breathing picks up, pure lust going straight to your clit, you're getting nice and slick. You hear Steves own breathing, feeling his body behind you, so close.
This is an adult theater all right, a whole audience of people watching the stage. The stage that has very real people on it.
The guy with short brown hair is fucking his way into the blonde headed girl, who is thrown over some type of richly green padded bench, licking her way into a girl with brown wavy hair, pussy. All naked.
The brown hair girl moans, “Fuck, just like that Chrissy.” Chrissy smiles and flicks her tongue, “You about to cum baby? Nancy?” She plunges two fingers into her when she doesn’t answer, “Y-yes.”
The guy smacks Chrissy's ass, “Goddamn that’s hot.” She wiggles her ass, “Harder Jonathan!”
Steve’s turn, “Holy shit.” Eyeing each other, he gulps before asking, “Should we...are we still...?” You nod because you didn’t come all this way to turn down an adventure, and honestly, you’re fascinated. You both have never seen or experienced such debauchery.
The talk with Vickie when you get back home is going to be a hell of a one.
But first, you need a “Drink! How about you get us a drink and find some seats, I'm running to the bathroom.” You just need to settle your nerves for a couple of seconds.
He clears his throat, “Right, rum and coke?” You nod and quickly make your exit towards a hall, surely, the restrooms are this way as you didn’t see them in the lobby.
The hall is much quieter, although you still hear soft moans and then clapping.
Suddenly a door opens and a man with beautiful long dark brown hair is looking down at you with a look of surprise, letting out a breath of relief he reaches for you, “Oh my god I thought you weren’t going to show, you’re up next chica!”
He smells heavily of weed.
Confused, “Wait what?” He moves you through the door gives you a bottle of water, “Here have a sip, Rob said you are new to the scene so it’s always good to hydrate beforehand.” He practically makes you drink; you cough a little of the water and ask again, “What scene?”
Moving you across the room, “Oh Eddie is going to be with you tonight, he’s great with beginners, I know your probably nervous my dudette, but he’ll take care of you, do you remember the safe word?”
What the fuck? “Safe word?” He opens another door as he rushes behind a curtain, “At any time you want to stop, say pineapple, got it?”
What the hell is he talking about, “Pineapple.” You repeat unsure, he nods, “Pineapple, now have fun!” He pushes you through the curtain.
~
It's dark and you can’t make anything out, then someone’s behind you. “Hey sweetness.” A deep voice purrs, a light touch going down your arm as a spotlight suddenly snaps on and you can see. Slow seductive music plays in the background.
Squinting, you realize you're up on stage. You see all the people watching you, Steve watching you. His eyes hard, looking like he’s about to storm the stage. With the slightest shake of your head, he stops. Slowly sitting back down, never taking his eyes off of you.
The touch gets heavier as the guy grabs and rubs your hip, other hand flicking the zipper of your skirt. With a small laugh he asks the audience, “Cute, right?” He smells like leather and sex, your blood quickens as he turns you towards him, taking your eyes off Steve.
The audience laughs and claps, a lewd comment here and there, he looks over you with chocolate eyes, his plump lips in a smirk, “Now now, it’s her first time being up here guys, we’ll treat her right, right?” Asking both you and the audience.
He’s gorgeous and pure sex, long wavy hair, bare chest with tattoos, black leather pants basically painted on, slung low where there’s a trail of hair leading into the laced pants.
You nod, he rubs your jaw and opens your mouth with two of his fingers, “That’s right Babygirl, get my fingers nice and wet, fuck you guys, she has a perfect mouth, hell.” He grinds against your hip; you can feel how hard he is.
You lick around his fingers, letting them glide further back into your throat. “Perfect.” He suddenly takes them out, moving you both to sit on his lap on the green bench facing the audience.
“Let’s see these beautiful tits baby, show us what we’re working with.” Your chest moves with excitement, head going back against his shoulder, you nod with eyes lidded.
Only when he pulls your shirt down, displaying your braless boobs, do you look back to Steve.
His eyes are blown out, mouth slightly open in wonder, your blood sings and you let out a moan as the guy grabs your tits and palms them. “Mmmm good girl, making such pretty noises for us.” He twists your nipples, licking up your neck, “I bet I can get you to make more for us sweetness.” He mock whispers.
And you do as your back arches from the wonderful pain, he laughs lightly as he gets rid of your shirt all together and sits you back against him, rubbing your nipples softly. Hands running up and down your body, you watch Steve.
The guy whispers to just you this time as he toys with your zipper, “Hasn’t anyone told you not to bring your boyfriend to a scene, he looks like he doesn’t know if he wants to kill me or fuck me.” You gasp out as he rocks his clothed cock against your ass.
He wasn’t wrong, Steve eyes were blown darker. His lips in a hard line, cheeks red, and he’s breathing deeply, hands digging into the seat arms.
Shakily getting out, “Not my boyfriend.” What you don’t see is the evil smirk that crosses the guys face, “Oh this is fucking great.” Like you’ve just given him a treat.
Talking to the audience again, “Let’s see how wet you are, I’m not boring you am I?” He slowly zips down the zipper, leaving the skirt in place.
“N-no.” You hear a click, and shudder as cool metal goes down your arm, and over your belly.
A knife.
Steve looks worried and is about to launch himself once again, but the man speaks up, “As everyone knows we have a hard line on leaving marks here, I like to tease baby, so I won't use this...on you that is.”
It placates Steve for now, his eyes follow the knife down, down until it’s under your skirt, “I want to open my present with no barriers honey.” As he cuts your panty hose off, you arch your back and moan, feeling the cool metal against your upper thighs.
You hear Steve, “Jesus.” He sounds fucked out.
The guy uses his own feet to kick off your boots, reaching down to pull the hose all the way off, skirt still unzipped in place, barely hanging on the last of the zipper.
The knife disappears as he tugs the zipper all the way down and off, taking your legs and spreading them on his lap, leaving you bare.
“Shiiiiit baby,” He rubs the wetness around your clit, “No bra, no panties?” He clicks his tongue as he rubs up and down, finger dipping in and thumb working your clit.
You can hardly breath as everyone is watching you, watching you fall, open and naked, pussy glistening. You can’t speak, can’t even look at Steve, “Nnnn...” His fingers work harder, “Like you knew you were going to get a good fuck tonight.” He jokes, some of the people laugh.
“No.” You look back to Steve, he’s watching with rapt attention, nose flaring.
Smack!
You jump and moan in pleasure as the guy takes his fingers out and slaps your pussy, hitting your clit, then rubbing it. “There you go, see I knew you could make more beautiful noises, so fucking wet for us.”
Steve looks right above your head with a glare, jaw moving in clenches. There’s a smile in the guys voice now, “Don't be shy guys, if you feel the need to touch yourself or others, it’s encouraged here.” He assures them wickedly, assures Steve.
Oh fuck, Steve wouldn’t... would he?
You can’t look as you close your eyes close moaning out as the guy finger fucks you, “You owe me your first one, at least.” You don’t understand, then he says so the audience hears, “What name are you going to say baby, what name are you gonna moan for me when you cum all over my fingers, hmm?” Your mind is blank, you can hardly think. Still, you try, your brain scrambling, oh! “E-Eddie!” You remembered what the other guy said.
You don’t dare look at Steve.
Smack, smack, smack, “Ahhh!” You’re so close, his other fingers still work you as he slaps your pussy, “Good fucking girl, but I need you to pay attention baby.”
His fingers are still wet from where he slapped as he grabs your jaw and makes you look up at the audience. You see a woman bent on knees in the front, sucking a guy's cock. Two men jacking each other off, another guy copying Eddies movements on his partner.
But that all falls away as you finally look at Steve, he’s watching. He’s watching you about to cum all over some other guy's hand, on display for everyone, biting his bottom lip. His hand runs over his hard dick in his jeans, and he stares back as he slowly pulls his own zipper down, freeing his cock.
His well-endowed cock, pre-cum leaking out.
He watches and jerks his hand up and down, tipping his head back but never looking away, fucking his fist to you.
“I-I-” You try, Eddie clicks his tongue, “You gonna cum all over my hand baby? Do it, get all messy so I can fuck you sweetness, need you so fucking slick for my big cock, my little slut.” He says affectionately. His words and Steve watching makes you cum, falling over the edge, stomach clenching and pussy fluttering around his finger, gushing all over them. “Eddie!”
“Holy fuck baby there you go, there you go, sounding so sweet saying my name, shit I need your pussy baby. Was going to deep throat your perfect throat but call me selfish, I can’t wait.”
Eddie moves you off him, sitting on the bench, he stands and starts to untie his pants, you go to help him, suddenly you can’t wait, you need Steve to watch.
Taking the pants off him, his cock is right there in front of you, and he wasn’t joking, he’s long and girthy. You give him a lick, he tsks as he moves the bench with you on it, “Now now kitten, what did I say? I need your pussy.” He shoves you over the back of the bench, so you were staring straight at Steve, watching him fucking his cock slowly.
He watches you and licks his lips, eyes moving all over the both of you, breathing through his open mouth.
Eddie smacks your ass once and palms it, “You ready baby? Huh? You think she’s ready y’all?” He teases, bring his cock to rub through your folds, other hand grabbing your shoulder. You can feel his tip move in and out, but he’s still holding back.
Licking your ear, he whispers, “You ready for your not boyfriend to watch you get fucked?” With a growl he moves forward, filling you up in one push.
Moaning loudly as he gives you a second to adjust, “Gripping me soooo fucking good, fuck- I have to move baby.” He does so, making your tits bounces as he fucks you from behind.
You can hear the groans coming from Steve, and everyone drops away from you as Eddie thrusts, hand going up over your neck, holding it.
It’s only you, Steve and Eddie. “How’s it feel baby? My cock feel good?” Steve looks like he wants to know too, moaning along with you.
It would seem you were talking to Eddie, but really you were talking to Steve, “Fuck me, fuck me please. You can have me in anyway, you can do whatever you like.” Your eyes roll back, and tears pop up as Eddie hits a spot in you, but you look back to Steve.
He nods slowly as he works his cock, seeming to agree with what Eddie is saying, “Oh honey, I want you just like this, spread open on my cock, my dirty fucking girl.” Just for you to hear, “Moaning like a slut for him.” He growls and moves deeper in you, making you arch as his hand goes down your back. The other grabbing your tit on the boarder of hurting.
“You going to give me your second orgasm baby? Cream all over my fucking cock, wanna fill you up, make you messy with my cum, can I sugar?”
Of all the names he’s called you tonight, it’s that one that makes you cum on his dick hard, as you thrust your own hips, chasing it, “Ahh!”
His thrust go uneven, “There you fucking go, squeezing me- fuck- so good.” He cums in you with a groan, snapping his cock in fast, then holding in you.
You watch as Steve cums on his own hands, hot and sticky. Moaning your name over and over, never closing his eyes.
There’s a beat of silence, then it all comes back to you. The other people, some cumming as well, some just playing lazily, but they clap.
Eddie smiles and pulls out of you, moving you back to the bench, he kisses your forehead. “This is usually where we stop, but I have something special, just for you guys. Now, I need a volunte-.” He stops suddenly when Steve stands up, situating himself back inside his pants, going for your purse that you left with him.
“Somehow, I knew you would gladly volunteer big boy, no don’t wipe anything off! Come here.” Eddie commands and he moves you into his lap again, legs spread and on display, his cum leaking out of you.
Fucked out and moaning as Steve comes up and gets closer, “Pretty boy, do you even know what you volunteered for?” Steve goes red but watches the cums trail, “No.” He admits.
Eddie clicks his tongue again, “Well you get to clean up my mess baby, what do you say? What’s your name?”
Finally he looks away from you and to Eddie, “Steve.”
“Steve.” Eddie says like he knows a great secret, “You want to lick her clean, help her out?” He goes back to watching you and nods, your hips move up on their own accord in anticipation, Eddie chuckles low, “Looks like she ready for you Stevie.”
Steve looks from your dripping cunt to your eyes with a dark smirk of his own, “Is that right Sugar?” You moan and close your eyes just for a split second, he said sugar like dripping honey, you need him as you whimper. “Y-yes Steve, please, I need you.” Your try and reach for him but Eddie holds your arms back, “Princess, behave. Let the man work.”
Steve gets down on his knees and scoots closer to your pussy that’s left wanting, but not for long. Eddie goes on, “Steve I'm going to need you not to waste a drop, I need you to really get in there and clean every inch, think you can do that for me big boy?” He nods and is almost about to do it when Eddie stops him.
“But first it would only be good manners if she helps you as well, kitten suck his fingers clean for me,” He pulls your hair so you're looking up at him, “Same rules apply, not one drop left.” You nod, moaning and rubbing you ass against his spent cock, he laughs darkly, “Oh princess.”
He lets one arm up; you take Steve’s hand in yours and start licking. Over his thumb, his knuckles and fingers, sucking in his salty essence, leaving no trace as instructed. Both men groan.
When you're done, Steve pulls your head to him and he kisses you, licking right into your mouth with so many emotions. Sucking on your lips, biting them, trying to taste all of you with the blend of himself. He only lets up for a second, “Fuck sugar.” He whines himself and dives right back into your mouth, sucking on your tongue, making your bottom face all wet.
You pull your other arm away from Eddie, threading in Steve’s hair, messing it up as he descends, Eddie whispers in your ear, “Give him your third, baby.” Your chest is moving harshly as Steve kisses his way down, when he gets to your leaking core, he looks back up to you as he tests, licking his tongue over your clit.
“Fuuuuck.” You whine, Eddie laughs darkly as he keeps your legs wide open, “Come on Stevie, be a good boy and show us how well you can lick her clean, don’t tease.” He says with an edge, Steve shivers, giving Eddie a hard look before looking back at you.
He laps at you, no light licks anymore, he’s on a mission to swallow you whole. Licking through your flaps and his tongue going in and out of your hole, slurping up the mixed cum.
Eddie groans, “Fuck you’re both perfect, there you go Steve, eat my cum from her pussy baby.”
He does as you chant his name, “Steve! Steve, S-Ssss.” You can’t finish as he bites down on your clit and you see white, cumming with no sound, hearing a roar from the audience as you feel a flood of wetness come from yourself.
“F-fuck! I’m cumming again. S-sugar!” Its only then you notice him humping against Eddie’s foot, him moving it to help Steve. He cums for a second time, in his pants. Which makes you gush even more, then go prone against Eddie.
Eddie gets up and passes you to Steve as he says something to the audience, getting back into his pants, but you don’t hear as Steve holds you, rubbing your cheek, checking to see if you're ok, whispering it, eyes shifting over your body.
You snort and smile up to him, “I’m better than ok Steve.” Lips crash at the same time, too sweet of kisses for a room full of strangers. You hear commotion as the curtains close, “What the fuck do you mean that’s not the girl you hired?!” Eddie looks pissed and concerned as a woman with shaggy dirty blonde hair explains while looking ashamed, “I don’t know how this happened, but the girl never showed, I was in the process of asking Carol if she wanted to sub but things got mixed up and well somehow Argyle thought she was the girl I hired.”
As they go back and forth, Steve finds your clothes and helps you in them, kissing your shoulder, knee, forehead, then finally your lips as he zips up your zipper, even your boots are in place.
The panty hose is now trash, clearly.
You smiled, “What did you think when you first saw me out there?” You had to know.
He brushes your hair down with his fingers, his hair looks perfect even from your disheveling, ugh.
“At first I thought what the fuck, I was about to get you off of there.” You laugh, “Yea I noticed.”
He hums, “Then you looked so good up there, so sexy, putty in Eddies hands. Shit sugar, I couldn’t take my eyes away from you.” He whispers the last part and kisses you thoroughly, you shiver into it.
Eddie walks over, Steve holds you closer. He says more to himself as he starts, “Fuck I don’t even know- princess, what’s your name?” You give it to the flustered looking Eddie, he says it slowly with purpose, “I didn’t know you weren’t the act,” He sneers then, “Clearly someone shouldn’t leave a stoned Argyle to his own devices.”
The lady looks deeply ashamed, and she apologizes to you, “I’m so so sorry.” She says your name sympathetically. Eddie shakes his head, clenching his jaw, why were they so tense?
Oh.
Oh!
Wait!
“No! No, don’t- it wasn’t like that, I gave consent Eddie, you asked so nicely. Argyle- Pineapple! I knew the safe word, and not once did I even think about using it Eddie, I swear, I liked what happened tonight” You drill it into him, he did nothing wrong.
He looks to Steve, he nods to Eddie, “You both were fucking hot, and I was a very willing participant.” Steve gives him one of his famous panty dropping smirks, you only swoon a little...just a little.
Eddie’s body untenses and gives a look to the woman, “Robin, I don’t think you know how fucking lucky we are.” She nods furiously.
“Oh this is Robin!” Steve exclaims, you fill her in at her questioning look, “We’re Vickie's roommates.” You smile big, Eddie belly laughs, “Holy shit Robin, you should go buy a lottery ticket.”
Robin and Eddie talk with you and Steve until the other acts are leaving, calling out to them. Getting your coats and leaving with then as well, Robin calls out before getting in a van, “I can’t wait to see you next weekend!” You wave to her and tell her the same as she starts the van and adjusts the heater.
Eddie’s hands are in his leather jacket pocket, “So not only going to what you think is a porno theater, you stay when you realize it’s not, even not freaking out when you found yourself on stage,” He whistles, “That takes some ball sweetness.”
You laugh as Steve snorts, “Oh Eddie, we both know I don’t have balls.” He barks out a laugh himself, “No, no you don’t sweetheart, but you are a complete badass. Y’all get home safe, see you for dinner next week!” He tries to sound like Robin but fails miserably, and he was coming, you both asked him.
Steve pulls his jacket, making Eddie move closer, speaking with his lips against Eddie’s “Can’t wait handsome.” He winks at him and moves out of his space, never quite giving in to a kiss.
Eddie’s face moves from surprise to downright scandalous, “Will see you both then.” He promises darker now. You give him back the same energy, something simmering behind your words, “Can’t wait to see you, have a good night, Eddie.” A glint in your eyes that wasn’t there before tonight.
He’s off with a nod and bite to his lip.
~
Watching the van go out of the parking lot, you shiver. Steve runs his hand over your arms, “Let’s get home yea?” You nod and watch him, shrinking into yourself, unsure.
His eyebrow twitches and rubs your chin, looking at you softly. “What sugar, what’s going through that beautiful mind of yours, hmm?” His eyes search yours.
“What...” You wet your lips, he follows the movement, “What does this mean for us, what am I to you?” Because things have changed, so so much.
“Mine.” He says intensely and pulls you against him, nose brushing against yours to calm himself down, “If you agree, your mine sugar, only mine. You don’t think I wouldn’t have broken every finger of Eddies, punched his lights out for even looking at you if you didn’t nod. He’s lucky we both like him so much, believe me.” He laughs darkly, you shudder, and kiss him. Pouring everything into it.
“Of course, I'm yours. I’ve been for a long time now Steve, I just didn’t...” You can’t explain. He crowds you against his car, carding through your hair. “I know, I know love.” Your knees give out a little and he holds you tighter.
Kissing you deeply, breathlessly, “Let’s go home sugar, let me love you, please.” He looks so vulnerable now, you smile and kiss him back deep, “Yes, Steve yes, and you’re mine as well.”
He looks like the happiest man on earth, giving you one last kiss, and drives you back to Hawkins.