Im not sure where to send my thing for kink hour but here goes. Public teasing is my favorite. And ive also become a huge fan of steddie. So I guess both of those are my kinks lol
Muwhahaha! So, I hope you like what I’ve come up with here? Thanks so much! ^_^ ❤️
Warnings: Language, daddy kink, spit kink, public sexy time, NSFW, vaginal fingering, and MORE!
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They always make some sort of contest that ends up testing your limits and resolve. Though there isn’t any competition, the natures that stroke egos inside of Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson — remain. It doesn’t matter sometimes, that you’re all a couple (the two of them one first), they will bicker and they drive you crazy. This time, however, it’s a lustful craze, a hunger so vivid that you’ve let them talk you into an alleyway, just shy of being completely in the open. Hell, anyone could walk by and see you like this.
You’re situated between your two guys, Eddie to the right, Steve on the left, Eddie’s leg kicked into slotting your thighs apart to keep your stance widened, his ankle wrapped around yours, pressing, trapping. Steve has his hand outstretched behind your back, defined forearm draped over your shoulders as he and Eddie pass a cigarette back and forth, acting as if this is a mundane task and you’re to be merely checked off. Done. Your panties have soaked through at that notion, legs unable to lock shut and gain friction to avoid squirming. Doesn’t matter, because you’ve failed and blown your own cover.
You’re willing to do anything for them, a fact that will forever remain unchanged. Steve blows out wisps of cigarette smoke into the crisp Autumn air, his mouth finding its way against the shell of your ear, his arm unwinding from your shoulder and working around your backside, pushing underneath your skirt (worn by their instruction), tickling along the elastic of your underwear. You hear people walking and chatting in the distance, leaves crunching beneath their footwear. Both men fill you shiver and shrink into the three-way cove you’ve managed to make. Eddie smirks and flicks the cigarette butt, stomping it out with a worn combat boot.
His rings are cool as they brush your cheekbone, joining Steve’s hand beneath your clothing, their pinkies hooking into the top of the elastic and pulling, working the fabric into their hands until it’s sliding its way down your hips and stretched across your knees. The air is cold, their mouths are hot. Eddie is panting as he nips your earlobe, stroking his knuckles along the crease of your thigh, kicking his foot to bend your legs apart a little more. He hums a command. “Bend your knees some, so Stevie and I can play with our pussy.”
Your head thumps the brick of the building behind you, nodding and abiding. You’re embarrassingly drenched enough that Steve’s hovering digit catches the translucent shine, it drizzling slowly from your cunt. He hisses through clenched teeth. “Eds, she’s fucking dripping.”
Eddie groans, this gravelly burrow rising out of his diaphragm. He pinches your thigh and lets his palm cup you, pushing in, your cream squishing between his fingers. When he pulls his hand back, Steve accepts it, licking it without pause, Eddie petting his head with praise. “Good boy, Steve.” The metal head turns to you, his attention demanding it. “Doesn’t daddy look s’ pretty tasting our good girl off my hand?”
Eddie might be a little more dominant, but Steve is daddy. Your irises are gone to blown pupils, skirt flipped up by the wind. Your cunt is swollen apart, slick and shining, waiting for her masters. Steve’s thick finger is what you feel breach your entrance first. He likes to wiggle it around, press in spots against your walls, before he begins a little rhythm that has you whimpering into his freckle speckled neck.
Eddie just observes for a moment, rubbing himself over his jeans. His girl and his guy. He’s all too eager to add in his own digit, which you can immediately tell apart. His fingers have a more rough texture from his guitar playing, catching your cunt in delicious upstrokes. He and Steve give you just enough, but not nearly what you have to have.
You’re nearly on the verge of begging as they finger your slowly, that squelch so loud that you’re surprised no one can hear how you cry for them, see you riding their touching palms. They gaze at one another, glance at their hands on your cunt, at your fucked our expression, and Eddie is meeting Steve’s command of, “Come here, Munson. Need that to feel mouth.”
Your lids flicker open immediately and you begin to watch them through wide eyes.
Their tongues slide against one another, Eddie’s teeth nipping, pulling Steve’s bottom lip out with a plop, before he sucks it back into his mouth, licking. It’s messy as they make out while fingering you, pace being upped when they feel you tighten. Steve breaks away, saliva stringing together from his and Eddie’s mouths, lips barely touching. “She’s getting tighter, man. We gonna let her cum like this?”
Eddie brushes Steve’s hair back with his spare hand. “Nah, I think we should bend her over the wall and continue this from behind, yeah?”
The way they’re discussing you and your total submission to their ownership, it’s got you on the cusp. “Stop teasing.” You barely manage, sniffling.
“Aww, princess,” Eddie coos. “You still with us? We thought you were a goner.”
“I want one too.” Your pout is indescribably cute to them, and they know what you’re asking for as you reach with one hand, the other still hovering by your side.
They smile fondly at you, Eddie waving his hand and bowing kindly, all the while they’ve stalled their movements inside you. Steve kisses you first, licking your mouth open to spit Eddie’s taste inside. You clamp down on their fingers, humping against their hands.
“Jesus H Christ, Harrington. You’re gonna kill her.” Though he’s affected just as much. Steve’s own cock also very visible through his tight little denim jeans.
Eddie tugs you into his plush mouth next, both of them beginning to fuck you faster with their fingers, taking turns hitting that spongey spot. Steve’s mouth finds your neck again, biting and sucking, Eddie taking the help spit off your tongue and swallowing. It’s a sinful sight, one that would no doubt get you all arrested by the department, but no is stopping anything right now… They have so many more plans to tease you tonight.
ordering pizza to a demon house, looking up how to do a séance on wikihow, putting holy water in a water gun, going to sleep with weird dolls, wearing cat ears and meowing, showing off some leg to a ghost, buzzfeed unsolved truly did it like no others.
also been like… meticulously screenshotting convos with my boyfriend for two months because i felt like maybe i was exaggerating how often he did one specific thing but no
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"like two years ago"
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and the new tennant is like "why did you guys even live here if it was so bad"
this is your captain speaking....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................sorry i'm a little shy to be honest
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