Master grunts as he finishes inside me. His hot seed feels like it's burning. He immediately pulls out, turns away from me and falls asleep.
I'm spasming at that point, bound and helpless. Tears stained my pretty face, my body is acting and my dick is twitching in agony, desperately seeking release. I won't get it. I never do. I will fall asleep like this, to be used again the next day.. or whenever Master wants to use me.
I am a pet. A toy to be played with. My purpose in life is to give master pleasure and satisfaction, not to receive it.
Imagining him lying back, wrists tied to the headboard. Squirming under me as he waits like a good boy. Grinding against his bulge while sucking and biting his sensitive neck. He bucks his hips and earns a slap to the face. He whimpers, begging me for more. Slowly stroking him and picking up the pace until heās closeā¦ just to edge him all night with no reward
God, I just want to be edged right now. To have someone restrain me and touch me slowly and teasingly. I want to squirm and whine and be utterly helpless while they bring me so close to the edge that I can taste it, so close that one more touch would do it. And then I want them to pull away, to leave me crying and begging for just a little more. Over and over again, with their hands and toys and tongue, until Iām practically delirious, until I can barely speak any words besides please. And then, and only then, do they let me cum, and they make me cum so hard that my body aches afterwards.
Tying a pretty boy down so he can't stop me from edging him over and over. Gently teasing his sensitive cunt with the softest touch, holding him right on the edge until he's whining uncontrollably. Gagging him if he starts protesting.
Cute boys only exist for my pleasure, and if I enjoy edging them more than I enjoy letting them cum? Then they get edged until their adorable little minds shatter. And with the adorable little noises they make as their every thought gets ripped out of their head with a soft, teasing touch, why would I ever want to let them cum?
A former child star with a failing career is offered a role in the reboot of the beloved sitcom where he debuted. The catch? The showrunner wants him to play the same role from 20 years ago
There's like emotional aftercare right and most people who do aftercare- this is what they think about right?
Emotional aftercare is extremely important but you Need to make sure your partner is physically taken care of afterwards as well!
I see a lot of doms talking about aftercare but not mentioning anything more than a shower or bath as far as taking care of their partner physically afterwards.
You need to make sure they go pee right after a scene!
For impact play if they're bruising, inflamed, or raw afterwards put ointment on it Before you put lotion on it. If their skin's just a bit red it's okay to just put lotion on.
For bondage, you need to make sure you put ointment on rope burns and massage out the joints and muscles that have been trapped in place for the past hour.
Sometimes your partner is too drained for a shower in which it's Your job to clean them up! Get a damp warm wash cloth and make sure their all clean.
If your partner has a chronic illness you need to make sure their getting the right care for that afterwards!
The point is, take care of your partner after a scene
Steve smiled, looking at the duffle bag on the bench beside him. Thinking about his plans for the night and crossing some accomplishments from his mental checklist.
He was in the dressing room at Scoops Ahoy, sweeping the floor absentmindedly, when Robin's voice pulled him out of his thoughts.
Robin: "Ay, dingus! Could you get done already? I want to close up."
With a sigh Steve replied: "Yes, yes I am done, god you're so impatient.." accompanied by an eye roll, his friend and colleague couldn't see.
"Well, what are you waiting for then? Hurry up, I have plans, you know."
With yet another sigh Steve grabbed his bag and came out the door to find Robin, who was standing at the Scoops Ahoy entrance, tapping her foot.
After closing up and making sure the alarms are on and working, Robin hopped into His car, so he could drive her home.Ā
Steve tossed his bag into the back and settled himself in the driver seat.
"Buckled in, Buckley?" Steve asked with a smile, earning himself an eye roll and playful nudge on the shoulder, by his friend.
"Do you really always have to say that? It's getting kind of old you know.. hell, it was never even funny in the first place, to be honest." Robin complained, trying to sound annoyed, while simultaneously desperately suppressing laughter.
"Yes.. and I beg to differ." Steve smirked.
Robin decided to move on from the discussion, only giving a "Dingus." as her reply.
They where listening to music and talking about their plans, when Robin pointed at the bag on the backseat. "So, you're going through with 'The Plan', Stevey-boy?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course! You saw how hard I worked, to avoid Eddie seeing me in this uniform.. Constantly hiding in the back and working in storeage. And you know how much I hate the storage room, it's creepy." Steve explains.
"Well, yeah.. But don't forget how graciously I helped you with that! It wasn't all that easy to keep stalling him the whole time."Ā Robin exclaimed, demanding credit for her good deeds.
Steve only gave her a shrug and a half-assed "Okay, yeah.. Thanks or whatever.." in response, prompting her to place another playful punch on Steve's upper arm.
Arriving at her house, Robin wished him good luck with a wink, before parting ways. Steve responded with a nod and wished her a good night.
As soon as he got home, Steveb took a shower, before finising up with the last preparations for his plan.
He washed dried and even ironed the uniform and laid out a trail of rose paddles & candles, first leading to a note on the kitchen counter and from there to the bedroom.
On the bed he placed a box with a second letter on top.
Finally content with how everything looked and admittedly proud of himself for pulling all of this off, he sight, before adding the last few touches that would tie everything together quite nicely.
Steve placed the uniform on the bed, before undressing.
He pulled out a long- and quite beautiful red ribbon, tying it around himself to cover up just enough, placing the bow right above his wrapped up member.
He made sure the red lace won't peek through, under the uniform.
Before putting it on, he spritzed the costume 'with that one aftershave', Eddie can't seem to get enough of.
Steve checked the time. "Perfect!" He whispered to himself, satisfied about how everything seemed to go just as planned.
He placed himself on the bed throwing a thin blanked over himself, covering up his outfit. Lastly, he put a blindfold on, before tying his hands above his head on the bedframe, with another red ribbon.
He went all in, Steve wanted this day to be perfect.
After all, it was February 14th 1984, the first valentine's day he would celebrate with his soulmate, Eddie.
He smiled to himself, eagerly awaiting his boyfriend's arrival.
Luckily, he didn't have to wait too long. About only 10 minutes later, Eddie got home.
Eddies pov:
Arriving at Steve's house, Eddie was taken aback by the candles and rose paddles greeting him.
He followed their trail to the kitchen, where he found a little note on the counter.
He decided to read it out loud, hoping to get a reaction from his boyfriend. "Keep following the paddles, your present is waiting for you."
Unfortunately, Steve didn't react in any way. So he did what the note told him to Eddie started rambling, still trying to lure out any kind of response from Steve.
"Wow, Stevie-boy.. I'm impressed. I knew you were romantic but that's a whole new level of amorous." He sounded genuinely dazzled and he really was.
Eddie continued his prattle. "Where did you even get all those paddles? Can you just.. buy that many? Or did you have to buy roses, just to destroy them? Or, even worse.. Did you destroy ur mother's gard-"
Eddies monologue was cut short by him stopping mid sentence, when he opened the bedroom door and saw 'The Gift'.
Steve was laying on the bed, eyes blindfolded, his hands tied to the bed above his head, his body was covered by a blanket.
Eddie muttered a startled "Hi"
"Hello, I waited for you.~" his boyfriend replied in a seductive tone.
"Uh, how.. how did you do that? Tying yourself up with a blindfold on, I mean.. That's like, kinda impressive.." Still taken aback, Eddie couldn't help but to joke around to try and ease the tension he felt.
He could sense Steve's annoyance, he almost felt as if he could see him roll his eyes, even through the blindfold.
Steve, however, tried to dismiss his boyfriends shenanigans, attempting to still sound seductive in his reply. "I guess I learned from a professional.~"
Eddie felt flattered hearing that, he always took big pride in his abilities as a dom. He could sense his initial nervous tension gradually being replaced by lust and desire.
Steve was able to notice the energy in the room shift aswell. There was no need to see his partners face, he knew Eddie was hooked.
His perception was confirmed in his boyfriends reply. "Fuck, yeah you did."Ā
Hearing his boyfriend approach, Steve directed his attention to the box.
"Wait, before you do anything else, could you read the letter first, please?" He nodded in the general direction of said item.
While grabbing and opening the letter, Eddie replied playfully: "Mhh.. How could I possibly say no, if you ask this nicely?" Earning himself a flattered smile by his partner.
The envelope had "Open me first, big boy~" written on it, causing Eddie to chuckle a bit. Seeing his boyfriend quiver in anticipation,Ā Eddie decided to read the letter aloud.
"I've contemplated what to gift you for a long time. I didn't want to just buy something, I wanted to gift you something that shows how much I love you, how thankful I am for you being here, how much you mean to me."
He could feel himself choke up a bit, as he continued.
"I want to give you something that no one could ever take away, something that will be your's forever, just like my love to you."
Still trying to keep up his dominant facade, Eddie tried to play off how touched he felt.
"Thats so cheesey, Harrington.." He stated, only mildly convincing with his shakey voice.
Steve giggled a bit, replying "I know." before waiting for his boyfriend to continue reading.
"I will gift you myself. Not just my heart, you already have that in a tight grip anyway, but my body. Tonight, you have my permission to do anything (and I mean ANYTHING) you want to me."
He paused for a second to look at Steve, who just nodded in response.
"Each and every word of you will be my command. No complaints, no judgement, just pure obedience on my and control on your part. I want to gift you a night full of memories you'll never forget, so I gathered some Items to help with that in this box."
Eddie opened the box. In there was a Polaroid camera and several 'toys'. Vibrators of any kind, different butt plugs, dildos, Rope, feathers, gags & much more. He could feel his ears and cheeks getting hot at the thought of what he'll do with all of these, though he also felt a sense of unease.. Was Steve really certain about all of this?
He continued reading.
"You don't have to worry, I know our safe word, I also know that I won't need it tonight."
He smiled lovingly, this boy just knew him too well.
"I wholeheartedly trust you with my life, I know you will only make good choices tonight, I love you. - Steve"
"Are you sure" Eddie asked, just to be certain. Though he could already guess the answer, judging by a noticable bulge in his boyfriends lower region, visible under the thin blanket he was covered by.
Steve nodded in response.
Eddies loving smile slowly turned into a deviant smirk, as he looked at the helpless boy on the bed.
"Speak." He permitted, proud of how well trained Steve seemed to be.
"Thank you.. Captain. Yes, I'm sure." Steve assured.
Eddie couldn't help but laugh at the "Captain" though it did turn him on, so he went with it.
Lifting the blanked of hisĀ boyfriend, Eddie flirtatiously announced: "Well then, let's see what we caught ourselves, shall w-.. wh-.. wow.."
He couldn't finish the sentence, taken aback by the beautiful sight infront of him.
Steve, tied up with a blind fold on, in a sailor costume.. Now the whole 'captain' thing made much more sense.
Eddie could see Steve's erection even more clearly now, through his boyfriends really short shorts.
He leaned in close, to whisper "You're beautiful." into his lovers ear, earning himself a desperate whine, followed by a slight movement of Steves hips and a very apparent twitch of his cock.
Steve, and his body where always very responsive to praise of any kind. Eddie knew that, so he continued.
"Such a good little cadet. You did all this hard work, just for me? What a good boy you are."
He paused, just to listen to more whines and desperate moans of his little sailor boy.
"And your noises are so pretty too." He commented.
"Mmh~ p- pleas-" Steve whined.
"Hush, now." Eddie placed a finger over Steve's lips, almost touching them, but not quite. Effectively shushing him, before continuing. "I don't recall allowing you to speak again, now did I?"
Steve shook his head no, in response.
Eddie went on. "Mhh, you're such a good boy for me.." He paused, gasping slightly, as if a revelation just hit him. "..or maybe, you're just very very desperate?"
Another whine escaped Steve's lips, he loved degradation just as much as praise, if not more.
"Is it that, Sweetheart? Are you just a whore, so very desperate for my cock? Hm?" The condescension in Eddie's voice was apparent, causing his boyfriend to squirm.
Enjoying the show, Eddie continued his teasing. "Oh, wow. Would you look at that. I haven't even touched you and you're already loosing your mind? How pathetic."
He was, again, interrupted by a moan. He could tell Steve was close. If his desperate noises didn't give him away, his arched back, shaking legs and the precum seeping through his shorts would.
He's always been a very auditory person, words could work just as much as touch with him.
"Hm~ Looks like someone is getting close. I bet I could make you cum without touching you at all. Would you like that? Would you like to show me how good you can be for me?"
Steve nodded vigorously. His mind was fuzzy and he felt unable to control his body movements. His hips where moving in the air, desperately searching for friction.
Eddie continued, unfazed by his boyfriends anguish. "Well then, do it. Show me how good you are, slut. C'mon, scream for me. I wanna hear you, bitch."
Steve did as he was told. Moaning loudly, screaming Eddie's name, begging him. "Oh, please... P- please. Eddie, please touch me, please, mmgh, please, please. Oh, god please.. I- I can't.. I need to- ahh.. cum, please."
Eddie laughed at the pathetic mess infront of him, though he did take pity, a little at least.
"You want me to touch you?" Eddie teased.
"mh, yes.. pleas-" Steve's pleads where interrupted by Eddie.
"Well, that's to bad.." He stated coldly, smirking, as Steve could only reply with more desperate whines.
"You want to cum?" Eddie asked.
"Yes, yes! Oh God, yes please let me-" The desperate sub was interrupted once more.
"Do it then." His dom commanded, matter-of-factly,
"Huh? Wh-" Steve was taken-aback.
Eddie didn't even acknowledge his boyfriends confusion.
"Do it. Cum for me, baby. Show me you're my good boy. Cum for me." He urged him.
Steve, still not fully comprehending, wasn't sure how to react, so his body decided for him. "w- what.. nhh.. no-.. oh, oh g- ughh"
And just like that, he was cumming inside his shorts, without any physical contact at all.
Eddie really was a incredibly competent dom. Having trained Steve to orgasm at command, no matter what.
Breathing heavily, Steve slumped down, flinching as a hand began to gently caress his inner thigh, unsure where the sudden touch was coming from.
He was a little dazed and still seeing stars. Though he quickly realized it was Eddie's hand, who's cold ring's he graciously appreciated on his hot skin.
"You did so well for me, Sweetheart. Good job." Eddie praised, gently placing a kiss on Steve's forehead, before moving the hand from the thigh to his soaked shorts.
He grabbed his boyfriends package, palming it slightly, resulting in yet another whimper.
"But you completely ruined your pretty clothes, see?" He stated, slowly removing the blindfold over Steve's eyes, who squinted his eyes and blinked a few times, adjusting to the sudden brightness.
He could feel himself getting hard again under Eddie's dexterous touch, causing him to groan.
"What is it, Babydoll?" Eddie asked.
"Mmhh~ Feels good.." Steve replied, looking at the hand on his croch.
"Oh, yeah? Well.."
Eddie paused his sentence, tightening his grip, leading Steve to let out a needy moan, followed by various whines an whimpers. He leaned into the touch, as he bit his lip.
Eddie continued. ".. I was thinking we should probably get you out of these sticky clothes, but.."
He removed his hand from the erection, placing it over the shirt instead, caressing his boyfriends sides with both hands, before finishing the sentence.
".. maybe I could tease you just a little longer."
Moaning, Steve desperately leaned into each and every touch his partner graced him with.
"Seems like you would like that." Eddie stated.
"I'm glad.. You know, I wasn't really able to take in how beautiful you really look in this uniform, considering the blindfold covering up half your face."
He began playing with Steve's nipples, causing him to inhale sharply. He arched his back while squinting his eyes shut and throwing his head back.
Eddie didn't pay any attention to that reaction, not yet at least. Instead, he just continued his train of thought.
"That's not fair, is it?" He stated.
"Hm, what? I- mh sorry.. I don't-" Steve wasn't sure what exactly Eddie meant, he was too occupied, trying to deal with his body, feeling like it was on fire.
Eddie chuckled to himself, seeing his boyfriends state of being.
"You know I don't like to repeat myself, but.. luckily you're cute enough for me to make an exception."
He teased him, pinching his nipples at the end of the sentence.
"Ahh~ mhh.. Th-ank you." Steve responded weakly.
"I said: It's not fair, how I was unable to take in your full beauty in this uniform, because the blindfold covered up half your face.. Don't you think?" Eddie repeated, continuously circling Steve's nipples with his fingers, occasionally pressing down on- or pinching them.
"Ngh~ no, it's not.. not fair." Steve chocked out, desperately trying to suppress his moaning.
"That's right, it's not fair at all." Eddie concluded, while he proceeded to touch his lovers body and kissing it all over, not bothering to move his clothes out of the way.
Instead, he just placed his hands and the kisses over Steve's costume. Starting at his neck, Eddie continued on to his chest and belly.
Slowly, he was making his way down. Arriving at his boyfriend's erection, he paused to look up at Steve, who was breathing heavily, biting his lip in anticipation.
Eddie's face painted an evil grin, as he promptly skipped kissing the dick right in front of him, focusing on Steve's exposed thighs in lieu.
The latter couldn't help but whine, looking at his dom with pleading eyes. "Eddie.. please.." His voice merely a whisper. "Please.." Tears where forming in his eyes, causing Eddie to smile even wider.
"That's it baby. That's what I like to see." He said, his hands finding their way on top of Steve's shirt once again, caressing his sides ever so gently.
Steve felt like he was going insane, he couldn't think straight. All on his mind was Eddie and how desperately he wanted him to fuck him to oblivion.
"Please, fuck.. please, please, please.." Tears now streaming down his face, Steve continued to beg, when he got interrupted by Eddie, taunting him.
"Please, what? What do you want, Sweetheart? Hm? I can't read your mind, you know. You'll have to say it." His hands unceasingly fondling Steve's body.
"M- more, please.. Eddie, please..." Steve whined, he was in agony, desperately longing for his acing body to feel relief.
Eddie smirked. "..more, what?" He mockingly pordded, still caressing Steve's chest and thighs, relentlessly.
"TOUCH!!" His sub blurted out, causing Eddie to stop his hand movement for just a second in surprise, before raising an eyebrow.
Steve understood the expression and promptly corrected himself ".. touch me more, please. Please, Eddie.. I can't- please.." He cried, earning him an approving look from Eddie.
"Of course, Sweetheart, since you asked so nicely." He whispered in his ear, while tightening the grip on his thigh and chest.
Steve's sobs turned into moans more and more, as Eddie begun slightly biting the sensitive skin on his inner thigh, before licking the irritated spot. Exploring each and every indent he made with such vigour, making sure, he marked what's his well enough.
All the while, not taking his gaze away from the mess infront of him. "It's beautiful.." he muttered.
Steve was flailing about under him, his body responding to every touch. And what marvelous responses it gave.
Whole body quivering.
Shaking legs burying themselves in bedsheets.
Hands gripping the rope the around their wrists so tight that the knuckles turned white.
Chest rapidly moving up and down from hectic breathing and rising slightly more with each sob or sharp inhale.
Seeing Steve's red, swolen eyes rolling, into the back of his head and his puffy lips, trembling, in his tear stained face. Eddie couldn't conceal his admiration.
He grabbed Steve's face with one hand, while placing the other one around his neck.
"You're so pretty right now, Baby. Can't get 'nuff of you. Fuck, you're so fucking beautiful. Love seein' you like this. God fucking damnit, you're too gorgeous, fuck."
Leaning really close, he almost spit those loving words at him. Eddie started kissing him passionately, now having placed both hands around Steve's neck. Making the latter gasp for air and moan into the kiss alternately, as Eddie started grinding on his lab and tightening his grip ever so often.
His dom broke the kiss, continuing the grinding motion and keeping eye contact, while untying the sub's hands.
As soon as his hands where free, Steve immediately grabbed on to Eddie, who gladly reciprocated, pulling him in.
"Fuck, you smell good. So fucking delicious." He stated, grabbing his ass. The blue shorts allowing two of his fingers to slip under with ease.
The digits penetrating his rear end caused Steve to let out a surprised moan. He leaned into the touch, pressing against his boyfriends hand. He wanted- No. He needed more.
Steve, clutching his long & curly hair, forced Eddie to avert his attention from his neck, which he was latching onto.. marking it, to Steve's face.
The sub stared into his dom's eyes. "Eddie, fuck me senseless, please." Steve was barely able to form a coherent thought, but he knew exactly what he wanted.
Eddie stopped all movement, holding his breath for a few seconds. He just blankly stared back, when his face suddenly took a different, almost dark, expression.
"Fuck." He barked, finally comprehending his boyfriend's request.
Eddie grabbed the seams of Steves shirt. "Up." He ordered, prompting his lover to raise his arms up obediently, letting him pull the top over his head.
Seeing the ribbon, Eddie's jaw dropped slightly. "Jesus fucking Christ, Steve.. Fuck." Was all he could say.
Steve, worrying a little, tried to enquire if he did anything wrong, causing such a reaction. "Is.. I'm sorry. Did I-"
Eddie interjected, before he could even form a sentence. "No. It's not- It's just.. this is perfect. You are perfect. I'm in awe.." He clarified.
Steve breathed a sigh of relief.
"Good." He said, placing a kiss on Eddie's lips.
"Good." The latter replied, before slightly pulling on the seams of Steve's shorts.
"Lay down." He ordered. His boyfriend obediently laid on his back, allowing Eddie to pull the shorts off completely.
Standing up, he admired the body beneath him.
The ribbon was wrapped around Steve's gorgeous body in a beautiful pattern, covering his nipples and slightly restricting his hard, pulsating cock.
Eddie's mouth started watering, as he reached down to open the bow, releasing Steve's erection from its silky prison, the sudden freedom resulting in him him moaning loudly and his aching dick bouncing up and down in excitement.
Eddie took his sweet time, removing the ribbon, until Steve was completely naked.
"Fuck, Baby. You're so fucking sexy." Admiring his body, Eddie could see how precum had accumulated at the tip of Steve's cock and how he was squirming again.
"Mh.. I- thank you, but.. Please just fuck me already. Eddie, I'm begging you.. please." He felt like he was about to burst.
Eddie raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really? Already this desperate again? But, what about all this?" He motioned to the box, now on the side table. "We didn't even use any of those nice toys you got. It would be a shame to just disregard them like that, don't you think?"
Even though it was phrased like a question, Steve knew that his dom wasn't asking. It was a statement.
With a quiver in his voice, reluctantly, he replied. "Y- yes, that would be.. a shame."
"Good boy." Eddie praised.
"Hmm, but you're definitely not going to last long enough like that.." The dom said. "Luckily," he started rummaging through the box "I think I- aha!" Eddie exclaimed, having found what he was looking for.
Seeing what he was holding in his hand, Steve's lips escaped a anguished whine. 'A sounding rod. God, please no.' he thought to himself, even though he bought it in the first place. Eddie noticed his expression.
"Hey now, don't give me that look. It's a very thin and even soft one, look!"
He bent the object. It seemed to be made of some kind of rubber.
Steve nodded. "okay." He said, confirming that he was willing to continue.
Eddie smiled brightly, before grabbing the lubricant.
He covered the item in a generous amount of lube and began slowly pushing it down Steve's urethra.
The latter was breathing heavily, grabbing on to the bedsheets for dear life. Sounding never felt pleasant, but doing it while erect was pure agony.
Luckily, Eddie knew what he was doing, so it took him less than a minute. After which he praised Steve for enduring it.
"You're such a good boy for me, Stevie. I know that didn't feel good at all."
Steve nodded in response. "I- I'm a g-ood boy." He stated, tears streaming down his pretty face once more.
Eddie kissed his forehead. "Yes, you're a very good boy. You're my very good boy."
He paused, reaching for the rod again. "Sweetheart, I'll have to push it a little further, okay? Just one tiny push, yeah?" He whispered.
"Yes, I'm.. your good boy." Was all Steve could say.
"Okay Baby, I'll make you feel real' good, promise!" Eddie preceded to push the sounding rod in fully.
Biting his lip Steve tried to stop himself from voicing his anguish, it didn't help.
"Ow. Argh. Ouch. Oh. Ah. Ohh. Mhh.~" Moans of pain promptly turning into ones of pleasure, as the object began to push against- and simulate Steve's prostate directly.
Eddie continued praising him. "You did so SO very well, Sweetheart. See? I told you I'd make it feel good!"
He moved the rod slightly, causing Steve to tense up completely, moaning loudly, before slumping down on the bed.
"And you know the best part, Stevie boy?"
Eddie added, pausing to take off his own clothes.
"Now, with this nice, little thing.."
He flicked the rod lightly, leading to Steve letting out a choked up yelp.
"..you physically are not able to cum.."
Eddie grabbed Steve by his legs, to pull their hips together, placing his stiff, lubed up erection on Steve's entrance, before finishing the sentence.
"... isn't that exiting?"
And with that he thrust's his whole length inside without a warning.
"Edd- Oh. Oh, fuh.. Oh god. Fuuhh." Steve was screaming in a mix of pleasure and pain. Feeling like he was about to bust but being unable to while seemingly getting his guts rearranged.
He hated it. But that was exactly what he loved about it.
He loved being used and abused, as if he was nothing but a Fleshlight. Just hhis boyfriend's fuckmeat, without any rights or respect.
He always had to keep up this facade of 'King Steve.' Giving himself up completely, to someone he trusted, to his soulmate.. It just felt right. It made him feel whole.
Eddies thrust's getting stronger, while simultaneously picking up speed, pulled Steve out of his thoughts and back to the present.
"Ed- please.." He sounded weak, his voice merely a whisper.
Eddie kept pounding him relentlessly. ".. please.."
He was seeing stars, everything was spinning around him.
The dom placed both hands around Steve's neck, beginning to choke him again, disregarding his pleads for mercy.
"I don't.. I-" His body was going numb, tingling, as the hands around his neck tightened and Eddie continuously hit his G-Spot.
He had that certain look in his eyes, he almost looked.. feral.
Steve loved this side of him.
Loved how scared it made him feel.
Loved how utterly helpless he was.
Still, he was definitely reaching his limits.
But he knew that he could trust his boyfriend completely.
"Eddie.. I- can't.. please.." He felt himself go in and out of consciousness for a second, a few times.
Eddie grabbed Steve's face, forcing him to look him in the eye. Seeing him barely conscious, he slapped him across the face, hard.
It worked, though he had to do it about three times to take effect.
"Eddie? Eddie. Please, please.. Oh god. Please, Eddie.. I-"
His lover interrupted Steve's pleading. "Shut the fuck up, whore." He said, spitting Steve in the face.
Nothing but a whimper escaped his throat, causing Eddie to spit in his face.
Continuing to relentlessly pound him, Eddie grabbed his neck with one hand, while wiping away tears with the other one.
"You're so fucking pathetic."
He hissed, making Steve's cock twitch in arousal and turning his whines into moaning again. Eddie loved seeing Steve like this.
"You like that, huh? Like being my Bitch? Do you fucking love it?"
Steve was barely hanging on, until another slap across the face pulled him back again. "Mh.. yeah. Yes. Yes, I- I.. lo-ve it. Use meh.. Use me mhh more, pl-please."
Satisfied with the answer, Eddie grabbed the sounding rod.
"That's what I like to hear. You're my little slut, right? You wanna cum for me, slut?" Steve nodded vigorously.
"Y-es please. Please let meh- oh, wait- Ohh wha-? OH FUCK. Fuck fuck.. ahh hah mhh.." Eddie didn't wait for the answer.
Instead, he decided to just pull out the rod, while thrusting deeper, harder and faster, rearranging Steve's guts further.
Steve came almost immediately, losing consciousness right after. But Eddie wasn't done yet, he didn't finish.
For a second, he contemplated on just railing his unconscious boyfriend to compleateon. But where would be the fun in that?
So he opted to grabbing Steve's dick, palming in roughly, causing Steve to come to, gasping for air.
"Wha-? Wai- wai- wait.." He whined, trying to hold on to Eddies hands and pull them away from his sensitive, overstimulated member.
His dom was having none of it. He slapped his face again, before grabbing it.
"Don't. Fuckin'. Touch. Me." He growled. "Hands behind you back, now." With that he let go of Steve's face, focusing on his cock again.
"You know, originally I planned to just palm you so you would wake up. Thought I fucked you up enough. Though you deserve a break, but.. Trying to grab me? To pull me away? Guess you need to be taught a lesson."
Eddie grabbed the Hitachi Wand Vibe out of the box, holding it up against Steve's shaft firmly.
He looked up once, observing his sub, who had his arms obediently tucked behind his back, slightly shaking his head no.
"Oh and, before I forget.. You. Do. Not. Cum. Without. My. Permission. Bitch." Eddie added, before turning on the vibrator, with a triumphant grin.
Tightly holding on to his arms, digging his hails into the skin, Steve fought the urge, to grab and pull away the wand, with all he had. Biting his lip hard enough to draw blood, he didn't dare to move or even make a sound.
Eddie gasped dramatically "Oh, shit. I almost forgot.. I was actually supposed to climax, before being so rudely interrupted."
With that, he once again started relentlessly pounding Steve, who was no longer able to hold back his voice, sounding louder and more desperate with every thrust.
"Please, oh. oh- OH.. OH GOD. PLEASE. FUCK. PLEASE.."
"What 'please'? Use your words, Big boy." Eddie replied unfazed.
"Ple- PLASE let me CUM.. fuck. please. PLEASE!!" Steve pleaded, sobbing again.
"No." The dry answer of his dom caused him to physically chocke up, unable to utter a word. "Not until I did, anywas." Eddie clarified.
Nodding was all Steve could muster up the strength to do, he could feel himself slip away again.
"Steve, look at me." A voice echoed through his head. Unable to pinpoint what direction it was coming from, Steve let his eyes aimlessly wander around the room, until they met Eddie's concerned look.
"Baby, you there?" The voice asked. Steve wanted to answer. He tried, but the words seemed to get stuck in his throat. A weak "Mhm" was all he could muster.
He couldn't tell how much time had passed, nor did he seem notice the magic wand had been turned of.
"Sweetheart, are you okay? Did I go to far? I'm sorry, I-"
Steve, slowly coming back around, interrupted his apology. "No.. good. Feels good. So good."
Sure, it was a lot and certainly rough, but not to much to handle.. and definitely too good to stop.
Eddie was stunned. "Are you sure? You're barely conscious.. without being chocked out. You didn't move or even made a sound for like three minutes."
"Yes! Please, Eddie.. I meant it when I said, that I want you to fuck me senseless."
Steve could feel his boyfriend's erection twitch inside him at that statement, prompting him to double down.
"Eddie, please fuck me, until there is nothing left in me."
The lovers just started at each other, for a few seconds, before Eddie broke the silence.
"Fuck, man."
Eddie grabbed Steve's hair with one- and a leg with the other hand, before rolling him over on his stomach. "Jesus fucking Christ."
He pressed Steve's face down, into the pillows, while positioning his hip upward.
"You want it rough? I'll give you rough." Eddie said, starting to thrust into Steve's insides again. Deeper and harder than before.
He pulled his head up by the hair, bending his whole body back. "Don't like when your head's in the pillows. Wanna hear you, Baby. C'mon let me hear you."
Not getting what he was hoping for, Eddie decided to change tactics.
Pressing Steve down, before rolling him on his back again, he placed one hand on his neck, while the other one remained in his hair. "Last chance, Baby. Let me hear you." Eddie demanded, tightening his grip around Steve's throat, all the while keeping to pound him.
Still, no answer. Steve just didn't want to cooperate, sheepishly grinning at Eddie and shaking his head no.
"You fucking brat." Eddie barked "Want trouble, huh? You'll fuckin' regret this.." His eyes turned dark, feral again, as he began chocking Steve harder. His sub knew exactly what buttons he had to push.
"If you won't fucking moan for me, I'll make you cry instead, Bitch." He growled.
"How's that, huh?" The dom asked, slapping his face.
"Or that, hm?" *slap*
"You like that?" *slap*
"Huh, bitch." *slap*
"Yeah, you fucking whore? That what you want, huh?" *slap, slap, slap*
Each strike was harder than the first one, it fucking hurt.. And it was very affective.
Steve managed to stay quiet through the first two slaps, though tears where already forming in his eyes.
The third one caused him to wince in pain.
Strike number four made Steve yelp out, through clenched teeth.
And slaps five to seven finally broke his silence completely.
Steve was not able to hold back, not even a little bit. Filling the room with his cries.
"Yeah, Sweetheart. That's what I like to hear. I fucking love all your pretty noises, fuck." Eddie praised, knowingly fueling Steve's desire to let it all out.
"Eddie.. Eddie can I cum, please? Please, let me. Please.. oh, fuhc.. ihh.. nngh.. mhh.."
Slowly losing the ability to form words, as he felt his head becoming cloudy. Whole body tingling. Eyes rolling in to the back of his head again. No more thoughts. Lights out. Pure bliss.
"That's it, Baby. Just let go. There it is. Good job, Sweetheart."
Eddie stopped palming his lovers dick, focusing on the thrusting instead.
Leaning in closely, he whispered into his ear. "Let's cum together, yeah? Cum for me, Baby." right before initiating a passionate kiss.
Both men moaning loudly into each other. Holding on to their partner for dear life, as they climax together.
They layed there for a while, to exhausted to move, breathing heavily.
Steve was the fist one to break their silence. "..fuck." He whispered in a hoarse voice.
Eddie rolled off of Steve, letting himself flopp down beside him.
"fuck." He replied, chuckling, still a little out of breath.
"This... AMAZING!" His boyfriend exclaimed.
He tried to sit up, immediately regretting it. Plopping back down, he rubbed his stomach to try and ease the pain.
Eddie placed a loving hand on Steve's belly aswell. "Rearranged your guts too much?" He asked, apologetic but still proud.
"Mean too good? Yeah."
Kissing Steve's forehead, Eddie got up.
His boyfriend looked up at him, pouting. "Cuddle?"
Forming a full sentence just wasn't an option for Steve, at the moment.
"No, not quite.." Eddie replied, before scooping up the taller man without any visible struggle. ".. first, bath!" He declared, carrying Steve to the bathroom.
The latter had also placed candles & Rose paddles in and around the bathtub, knowing the both of them would most likely wind-up here at the end of the night.
"Jesus Christ, Harrington.. You really did go all out, huh?"
Steve lazily laughed into his boyfriends neck. "yeah."
"Good boy." Eddie praised once again, earning himself a kiss from his lover.
"You tired?" He asked, setting Steve down in the bathtub.
"Yeah." Steve answered, his eyes half closed.
"Then sleep. It's okay, I got you." He reassured him, placing another kiss on his hothead.
"Kay." Steve replied, already dozing off.
Eddie washed up the both of them. He sat behind Eddie in the bathtub, gently washing their bodies, before drying them, just as delicately, with a warm, soft towel.
Eddie placed his boyfriend's body on the freshly made bed and clothed him in an oversized shirt, before he fitted both- Steve and himself- in some boxers.He snuggled up, under the blanket, with him.
"Happy Valentines Day~" Eddie whispered into Steve's hair, placing a good night kiss on the top of his head.
"..mhm.. valtine.." Steve muttered sleepily, pulling Eddie closer.
The latter was already coming up with ideas on how they might use all the other fun new toys in the near future, though he decided to keep those to himself for now.
"I love you, Steve." He spoke softly.
"..mh, luv too, Ed's.." Steve replied, barely responsive.
'We will have so much fun tomorrow' Eddie thought, before falling asleep.
Reblogging because Tumblr seems to be broken and does not show this fic I worked hard on, neither on my profile nor on Tumblr all together, no matter what I type to find it..
It's frustrating :(
So, if you see this and have the time, please engage!
Steve has aā¦ less than appropriate dream about his āfriendā Eddie while the gang is hanging out at the Harringtonās.
Minors Go Away Iāll Kick You In The Forehead. Steddie. Smut. Handjobs. Heavy Making Out. Spitting. Heavy Petting. Brief Anal Fingering. Anal Sex. Hair-pulling. Spitting. Light Choking. Dream Sex. Wet Dreams. The gang is around but asleep and not explicitly mentioned during the smut (I lied theyāre mentioned a couple times but only Nancy by name once the smut gets started. Eddie uses it against Steve). So, like, technically public I guess? Semi-public. Degradation. Steveās Edging Himself (Eddie literally has no idea). Eddie Calls Steve Baby Girl One Time and It Makes Him Cum.
Steve blinked rapidly and scoffed. āWhat are you talking about? No Iām not. I can be discreet.ā āOh, yeah, cause the way you were poking your ass out towards me and looking at me over your shoulder with those big āfuck meā eyes was totally discreet.ā Eddie taunted, making Steve blush and shake his head. āI wasnāt-ā āoh, yes, you were.ā
Steve blinked rapidly and scoffed. āWhat are you talking about? No Iām not. I can be discreet.ā āOh, yeah, cause the way you were poking your ass out towards me and looking at me over your shoulder with those big āfuck meā eyes was totally discreet.ā Eddie taunted, making Steve blush and shake his head. āI wasnāt-ā āoh, yes, you were.ā
Eddie was trying to sleep, and heād been close, sleep scratching at the base of his skull as he laid there, feet away from his boyfriend who he couldnāt even lay next to because there were children around and they had a habit ofā¦ not keeping their hands to themselves when they were the only ones (awake) in a room.
Then he heard a shifting from said boy. Steve. Easily about five or ten feet away from Eddie, laid on his stomach on his bed with his face shoved into a pillow. When Eddie looked, though, Steve was completely and utterly asleep, his hands under the pillow, which caused the most delicious curve to bend at the bottom of his back that Eddie was dying to press his lips against.
Mr. and Mrs. Harrington were gone, off on some bullshit cruise they didnāt want to bring Steve on, so when the party was looking for somewhere for all of them to spend the weekend, Steveās house had been chosen almost immediately.
His head snapped up when his eyes caught an all too familiar movement of Steveās hips. Steve was rocking down against his mattress, slow, and if he listened hard enough Eddie could hear the muffled moans from the pretty boy. He lifted up and leaned back on his hand to listen better, glancing around the room to make sure no one else was awake before getting up.
He crept over onto Steve's bed as slowly and gently as he could.
Eddie was pounding into Steve, his rings fingers gripping his hair tightly as he leaned close to his ear. āListen to yourself.ā Eddie taunted, his lips brushing Steveās ear as he pushed deeper into him. āMoaning like a little slut for the town freak.ā He hummed softly. The sluttiest sounds were leaving Steveās mouth, broken gasps and āuhās with each forceful thrust of his hips. āC-Canāt help it. Fuck me so good, Eddie.ā
Eddie glanced over his shoulder to make sure everyone was still asleep before he pressed a kiss to Steveās neck, sliding under the blankets behind him. āSteve~ā he purred softly, sliding his hand over his side slowly, coaxing Steve awake with his lips on his neck and his hands all over him.
Steveās eyes fluttered when he felt Eddieās hands on him, and at first he smiled, feeling the rings against his skin. It took him a second to remember that they werenāt the only ones in the room, that there was about eight people sleeping on his floor. But when he did he whined and gently rolled away from Eddie, who immediately grabbed him and pulled him back again. āEds we canāt..ā he said softly.
āCome onā¦ everyoneās asleep. As long as you be a good boy and stay quiet for me weāll be fine.ā Eddie whispered, kissing the shell of his ear lightly. Steve shifted a little and bit his lip. āā¦ fine but we have to be quick.ā He said softly. Eddie chuckled softly and reached up, turning Steveās head and kissing him.
Eddieās hand was in his sweats now, palming him over his boxers while their tongues tangled and fought for dominance. Steve bucked against his hand and moaned softly against his lips, causing Eddie to smirk. āAlready making noise and Iām barely touching you.ā He shook his head. āHave sweet dreams?ā He taunted.
Steve blushed deeply and shifted a little as he pulled away from the kiss. āUmā¦ā he chuckled softly and bit his lip. āI was thinking about the first time weā¦ Yāknow.ā He said softly, looking up at Eddie and licking his lips slowly. Eddie smirked and raised a brow. āYeah?ā He hummed softly.
Steve nodded quickly as Eddie chuckled. āMm I think about that a lot.ā Eddie nodded, moving to kiss Steveās neck, latching on lightly and biting down lightly. āCouldnāt stop looking at you in those swim trunks.ā He smirked. āThen I caught you looking at me..ā he started sucking harder on his neck. āAnd it was game on.ā
Steve let out a weak chuckle and turned his head a little to muffle his moans into his pillow. āEds, pleaseā¦ā he mumbled softly. āPlease what?ā āSomething. Do something please.ā He pushed back against him, half hoping Eddie would just fuck him.
Eddie hummed softly. āThat you were worried about getting caught?ā He taunted as Steve whined and shook his head, huffing. āY-you said they were asleep I-I can be quiet.ā He turned his head to look at him. āPlease?ā
Eddie pretended like he was thinking about it, as if heād ever deny Steve an orgasm for any reason. āIf you can promise to be a good boy.ā Steve was nodding immediately, his head moving rapidly. āI can be good. Iāll be quiet.ā Eddie chuckled and leaned in to kiss him before leaning back and bringing his hand up to Steveās mouth. āSpit.ā
Steve spit into his hand quickly, Eddieās other hand playing with the hem of his sweats. āGood boy.ā He purred. He edged the front of Steveās sweats and boxers down just enough to pull his cock out. Steve pulled the blanket up over them, so just incase someone did wake up they wouldnāt see anything and they could come up with a lie.
They werenāt ready to tell their friends yet and they wanted Robin and Nancy to be the first to know. They definitely didnāt want it to be because they saw his dick in Eddieās hand, that would be permanently awkward, theyād simply never recover.
Eddie reached down and wrapped his hand around the base of Steveās already weeping cock, chuckling softly. āDidnāt even need spit.ā He tsked lightly, shaking his head. āAlready so slippery.ā Steve made a face at his wording. āI told you to stop saying that.ā His sentence ended with a broken moan, bringing the blanket up to cover his face, his eyelids fluttering.
āYouāre the whore having wet dreams about his boyfriend with our friends around.ā Eddie tangled his fingers in Steveās hand and yanked his head back, pulling a gasp from Steve. āLook at you. Youāre strong, Stevie.ā He whispered, his lips right next to his ear. āYou could stop me whenever you want.ā His hand twisted when he reached his tip. āBut youāre not going to, are you?ā
Steve scoffed weakly and shuddered as his hips bucked into Eddieās hand, letting his head go wherever Eddie pulled it. āY-you know Iām not.ā He closed his eyes. āAnd why is that?ā Eddie smirked against his ear. He wanted to hear him say it.
Steve loved and hated when Eddie got like this, in moments where he had to be quiet, like right now, he fucking hated it. It was impossible for him to keep his composure when Eddie was talking to him like this. āBecauseā¦ because Iām-ā his sentence broke with a moan. āBecause youāreā¦?ā Eddie slowed his hand, making Steve whimper and grab his arm to try and speed him up again.
This just resulted in Eddie snaking his hand under Steve to grab his throat. āDonāt you dare.ā He whispered. āSay it and Iāll speed up again.ā Steve whimpered and shuddered a little. āB-because Iām a little slut.ā He let out a breath of relief when Eddie sped his hand up again. āThatās right.ā Eddie hummed and kissed his temple, keeping his hand on his throat.
āYouāre just a slutty little boy with a slutty little cock, huh?ā Eddie purred in his ear. Steve was going to have a heart attack. Eddie was talking to him like this at the worst possible time. He was supposed to be being quiet. How was he going to do that with Eddie tallying to him like that. āY-yes.ā He whimpered, nodding quickly.
Eddie chuckled softly and shook his head. āYou want me to fuck you, baby?ā He whispered, tracing the shell of Steveās ear with his tongue, sliding the pink muscle over the sensitive spot behind his ear, and then down his neck as Steve nodded rapidly. āPlease.ā āHmmā¦ how much prep do you think youāll need?ā He hummed.
āNot much.ā Steve shook his head and shifted so he could push his sweats and boxers down. āPlease, Edās.. need you.ā He begged, looking back at him and shifting. āSo impatient. I just got up here.ā Eddie tsked lightly and shoved his fingers into Steveās mouth. āGet them nice and wet.ā He whispered in his ear, letting go of Steve so he could get his own sweats and boxers down.
Steve focused on sucking on Eddieās fingers, sliding his tongue over them to get them wet as possible while he shifted back against Eddie brusquely. Eddie pulled his fingers out when he was satisfied and snickered. āYou need a lesson in manners, sweetheart.ā He teased, his hand disappearing between them.
Steve opened his mouth to retaliate but was cut off by a gasp, turning his head to push his face into the pillow, moaning into the soft cotton pillowcase as Eddie slid two fingers into him. āOpen just enough for two.ā Eddie chuckled softly. āGuess our extra long night paid off, huh?ā He whispered teasingly.
Steve huffed into the pillow and grabbed onto Eddieās hand when it slid back under him, lacing their fingers tightly while Eddie thrusted his fingers in and out of him slowly, scissoring his fingers to open him up more. āEdās please I can take it.ā He whined and shifted a little. āYouāre so impatient. Here I am trying to get you ready so I donāt hurt you.ā Eddie tsked quietly and leaned close to Steveās ear. āAnd youāre being a desperate little whore.ā He pulled his fingers out, much to Steveās dismay, but he knew soon theyād be replaced with something better. Something thicker.
āYou know I like to take my time and youāre always rushing me. All whiney and pouty about how Iām taking too long.ā Eddie scoffed and shook his head. Steve could hear him spit into his hand. A few seconds after that Steve could feel Eddieās dull tip at his hole, pushing past his fluttering rim with little resistance.
Eddie cursed softly and leaned his head down to nuzzle his face into Steveās neck, taking a deep breath. āFuck you feel so good, Stevie.ā He whispered softly, placing feather-light kisses to Steveās neck. Steve was swooning all over again, the tone of Eddieās voice had every nerve in his body tingling.
Eddie let Steve adjust, starting with slow calculated rocks of his hips, his free hand gripped tightly onto Steveās hip while the other stayed intertwined with Steveās. Once he felt less resistance he started to pick up his pace a little bit, making sure to move so the bed wouldnāt squeak. Heād snuck into Steveās room while the Harringtonās were home so much at this point he memorized every squeaky board and spring in the house so they wouldnāt get caught together.
Mr. and Mrs. Harrington would definitely kill him if they found out heād corrupted their only child and āturned him into a homoā, something Eddie had heard Mr. Harrington saying about Nancy, claiming he was afraid Nancy had somehow turned Steve off from girls, since he hadnāt a date with a girl since the two broke up. Eddie had laughed at the irony, thus ruining the mood for Steve, even if Eddie had been more than ready to continue.
āFuck, Stevie.ā He mumbled softly, hanging his head so it rested on the top of Steveās head while he fucked into him, his grip tightening a bit on Steveās hand. Steve was making the cutest sounds, the blanket still pulled up to cover his mouth. Heād limited his typically loud, enthusiastic moans and whines for bitten back, muffled ones, his eyelids fluttering with each push of Eddieās hips.
āLook at you~ā Eddie purred, barely able to see Steveās face with the way the blanket was pulled up, only the tops of his cheeks and up was visible. The top of his cheeks were bright red, the color spreading to his nose as his. āLook so pretty like this, Stevie.ā He kissed the side of his lightly.
āEddie~ā Steve whined and curled the blanket up in his fist against his mouth, the words slightly muffled but just loud enough for Eddie to hear. Eddie smirked, chuckling softly against Steveās ear, pressing a kiss to the warm skin. āGotta be a little quieter for me. Donāt want anyone hearing how much of a slut you are, Hm?ā
Steve huffed into the blanket and pushed back against Eddie, desperate for more. Eddie, who was almost giving him his all, shifted so he could get a better angle and push deeper into him. āYouāre so pouty.ā He scoffed lightly. āHere I am being so nice. Fucking you with our friends two feet away and you wonāt stop whining.ā
Steve blushed more and pulled the blanket up a little more to hide his eyes, glancing over at Nancyās curled up form on the floor momentarily. Eddie tugged the blanket away from his face and grabbed his chin to turn his head. āLook at me.ā He said firmly. āYou know I like when you look at me.ā He said firmly.
Steve nodded quickly and looked up at Eddie the best he could, it was a pretty awkward angle, his neck was a little sore but he could ignore that for the sake of looking at Eddieās beautiful chocolate brown eyes. God he loved him so much.
āThere ya go.. such a good boy.ā Eddie purred, pushing his hips deeper into Steve with a particularly hard thrust that sent Steve forward and punched a slightly high-pitched āohā out of him. He smirked and made it a habit to work that same thrust in rhythmically within his other thrusts.
Eddieās hand shot up to cover Steveās mouth over the blanket when his tip grazed Steveās prostate. Heād let his resolve slip a bit, surprised by the sudden pressure, and let out a pretty loud moaning/yelping sound, muffled halfway through by Eddieās hand.
āListen to you.ā Eddie chuckled and shook his head, continuing to hit that spot with his hand held tightly over Steveās mouth, only his nose free so he could barely get in any air but it was enough to keep him alert and awake, even if his blanket was brushing his septum. āYou just canāt keep quiet.ā He whispered.
Steveās eyes were fluttering, twitching between open and closed with every harsh push of Eddieās hips. He was doing his best to stay quiet, and while he was succeeding he was still letting out weak whimpers into his and Eddieās hands. God he hoped nobody heard himā¦
He couldnāt really hear what Eddie was saying at this point, too focused on his breathing and staying quiet, and the feeling of Eddie inside him. His cock was leaking onto his sheet, and with the way his cock was rubbing into it, heād definitely have to buy new sheets.
When Eddie thought Steve could hand covering his sounds on his own, he moved his hand and rested his forehead against Steveās head, groaning softly before starting to pant lightly. āFuck.ā He reached down and wrapped his hand around the tip of Steveās cock, letting the push of his hips thrust Steveās cock in and out of his fist.
āYou gonna cum for me sweetheart?ā He purred softly, biting the back of Steveās neck when he turned his head to muffle his moan into his pillow, the hand that wasnāt (still) held tightly onto Eddieās grabbing onto the pillow to pull it closer to him as he nodded quickly. Letting out a weak, muffled āpleaseā into the goose down pillow.
Every muscle in his body was trembling now, having been holding himself off for a while now to keep it going, the pressure building and building ever since Eddie had hit his prostate the first time. āAww.ā Eddie whispered, pressing kisses over Steveās skin before sliding his tongue up the middle of Steveās back, starting as low as he could without pulling out of him. āGo ahead.ā He hummed. āCum for me, baby girl.ā
Steve let out an embarrassing squealing moan as he came hard onto the bed, trembling and tightening around Eddieās cock tightly. Eddie groaned and dropped his head into Steveās neck, biting onto the skin to muffle the moan he let out, pushing deep into Steve as he came, shuddering and moving down onto his elbow. āOh fuck.ā He whispered, chuckling breathlessly and turning Steveās head to kiss him sloppily, tangling their tongues and sliding his hand into Steveās hair. āYou did so good for me, sweetheart.ā
Steve kissed back just as enthusiastically, letting go of Eddieās hand so he could grab onto his face, realizing his hand was a little numb from their weight. Eddieās hand must be completely none existent.
His hand was pretty sore, his wrist aching and pins and needles shooting through them as he pulled his hand out from under Steve, but these were the consequences of having a hot boyfriend and he wouldnāt change it for anything. He pulled away to reach down and grab Steveās shirt off the ground.
āWeāll shower once everyone is gone.ā Eddie promised, kissing Steve much gentler this time as he slid out of him and rolled him over to clean him up, pressing little kisses over his chest. āAnd you have two optionsā¦ I can stay up here and we can come up with some excuse.. or I can go back to my spot on the floor.ā He said softly, tossing Steveās shirt under the bed.
Steve bit his lip and watched Eddie throw the shirt under the edge and shifted. āOrā¦ we could tell themā¦ā he reached up to busy his hands with playing with the ends of Eddieās sweat-damp hair. Eddie tilted his head as his eyes widened a little. āIā¦ you wanna? I mean Iām cool with itā¦ itās up to you.ā
Steve nodded a little. āYeah.ā He said softly. āIāve been thinking about it.. we should tell them. Theyāre our friends.ā He hesitated before looking up at Eddieās face. Did Eddie not want this?
Slowly Eddieās deer-caught-in-the-headlights look turned into a face-splitting grin, he surged down and kissed Steve quickly before moving to push his face into his neck and pull him close. āLetās do it.ā He said happily. Steve kissed and smiled widely, looking down at Eddie and hugging him tightly. āYou mean it?ā
Eddie chuckled and nodded, hugging Steve tighter. āYeah of course. I love you, Stevie. Iād scream it from the rooftops if you asked me to.ā Steve blushed and smiled as he nuzzled the top of Eddieās head. āMaybe another time.ā He said softly. Eddie smiled. āWhenever you want.ā He looked up at Steve and kiss d his cheek. āLetās get some sleep.ā He said softly.
Steve nodded and held Eddie close, closing his eyes and humming sleepily. āNight, Edās.ā He said softly. Eddie smiled and pressed a kiss to Steveās chest. āNight, Stevie.ā He said softly. āSweet dreams.ā
The first time Steve calls himself Daddy, it's totally innocent.
There's a bee in the pool and the kids are freaking out. Half of them because they don't want to get stung and the other half because the bee might drown. Eddie is siding with team "don't let the bee drown." Yes, Eddie jumps on tables and is generally an angry dickhead but he loves creepy crawlies and animals. He's very concerned about the life of this bee, okay?
Right up until Steve dips the net into the pool on it's stupidly long pole, muttering, "That's it, come to Daddy." After that, Eddie is on team "don't let Steve notice his boner."
And he goes running to hide in the kitchen.
Unfortunately, Robin is there and since they've both divulged their gay secrets to each other, Eddie has had no problem confiding in her about all his lusty feelings about boys. Never about Steve but apparently Eddie's going to cross that line right the fuck now.
"Robin." He says, grabbing her by the shoulders and giving her a little shake. "I can't handle it. I have to tell you something and I'm sorry ahead of time."
"Okay, Jesus. Don't have a coronary." She shoves his hands away and dips her carrot stick into the ranch, taking a bite and leaning against the counter like she's totally bored but go ahead. "Well?"
"Steve's out there calling himself Daddy and suddenly I want him to rail me into next week."
Which, in hindsight, maybe he should have broken to her with a little more finesse. Or at least a warning. It's too late now though. The damage is done.
After he pounds on her back to save her from choking on a carrot, Robin glares at him, throws what's left of her carrot stick at his junk (ow, rude) and then refuses to talk to him for the rest of the afternoon.
Which, he guesses, is understandable.
This is a prompt from this post by @gothbat99 that I've seen like three times and finally decided I had to write something for it. It's gonna be a series because I already wrote two other parts and I have zero chill about top Steve (as we all know)
I'll come back tmrw and edit this with a part two link š
