3k, written for @domeddieweek ♡
inspired by the prompt of day 3: daddy dom
tags: steddie, explicit, dom eddie, sub steve, top eddie, bottom steve, daddy dom eddie, daddy kink, rockstar eddie, light temperature play, nipple sucking, light bondage, face-fucking, deep-throating, rimming, spit as lube, complicated relationship, past friends with benefits
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The Italian sunset behind Steve painted him in specks of gold, formed a halo around his perfectly styled hair. He didn't look like he had been sitting on a plane just a few hours ago. He had spent all day traveling, he should've looked a little disheveled or at least a little tired. Instead, he looked exactly the way Eddie remembered; angelic and perfect.
The view from the balcony of Eddie's hotel room was breathtakingly gorgeous, but it didn't compare to the sight of Steve in front of him. Eddie hadn't touched his dinner much, too busy making sure Steve really was there in the flesh and not just a mirage. He was glad to see that Steve was enjoying his meal; a pasta dish with a rich sauce Eddie had had the night before and knew Steve would like, paired with the most expensive red wine available from room service.
The red wine had stained Steve's lips red, and his cheeks were slowly turning the same color. He looked like Cupid, and Eddie felt an arrow shoot right through his heart.
Eddie had always dreamed of making something of himself and leaving Hawkins behind, but looking back at it now, at when Corroded Coffin had risen to fame almost overnight, Eddie wasn't sure if he had been all that ready, really.
He definitely hadn't been ready to leave Steve behind.
It had happened slowly and then all at once. What they used to have was a casual arrangement. What else could two young men do in a small town like Hawkins besides hide in the shadows? It had taught him well, Eddie thought to himself, because he knew every dip and curve of Steve's body in the dark the way he knew his guitar, could play both with his eyes closed. He knew each mole and every rib and all the spots that gave Steve goosebumps when Eddie's lips found them.
Sure, Eddie had tried to get over Steve. Had told himself that, actually, there was nothing to get over, really, because it wasn't like they had broken up. One day he was there, and the next day he was in LA with a record deal, and Steve slipped further and further away.
Fame came with a lot of distractions. They had actual groupies now, chicks that followed them from city to city and state to state, and it was easy to invite one into their tour bus for a night of meaningless fun. There were guys who hung out around the hotels the band stayed at, pretended not to know who Eddie was as they made their way to Eddie's room, but Eddie knew better.
Still, no one could compare to Steve. No one. No matter how distracted or busy Eddie tried keeping himself, all that he could see when he closed his eyes was the shape of Steve's lips or the arch of his back. Echoes of Steve's desperate pleas and breathy moans rang in Eddie's ears every night. His sweet, eager Steve. His.
Corroded Coffin was halfway through their European tour now. They were playing in a couple of different cities in Italy with a few days in between shows, and while the rest of the guys were enjoying their time off getting acquainted with local culture, Eddie had decided to call Steve.
There was no getting over Steve, he knew that by now, so what was the harm, right? That long distance phone call was going to cost him a fortune, but one orgasm later, Eddie had convinced Steve to fly over, all expenses paid. And you really couldn't put a price on that.
"I'm pretty sure I finished this all by myself", Steve said with a soft chuckle, clinking the rim of his empty wine glass against the bucket of ice in which the now empty bottle of red rested on the table.
"I had some", Eddie answered, an easy smile on his lips.
"It was good. Thank you", Steve hummed, folding his hands over in his lap, casting a shy look over at Eddie.
Eddie nodded. It was Steve's first time out of the country, but the wine had seemingly gotten rid of the worst of his nervousness. He seemed more at ease in Eddie's presence now, glowing in the golden hour, beautiful like a painting.
He patted his thigh and Steve came over to take a seat in Eddie's lap like it was exactly where he belonged. Eddie slid an arm around his waist to keep him close and tilted his head up to look at Steve. Those brown eyes looked back at him with so much warmth.
"Did you miss Daddy?" Eddie asked in a hushed tone.
Steve nodded.
Eddie brought his free hand up to place it on Steve's flushed cheek, bringing him in for a kiss.
It tasted like red wine and felt like coming home.
"Daddy missed you, too, sweetheart", Eddie murmured against Steve's lips, and the gentle shiver that ran through Steve at that filled Eddie with delight. He could be drowning in groupie pussy and getting endless blowjobs from nameless lobby boys, and it still wouldn't compare to that one single shiver.
Eddie kissed along Steve's jaw, the side of his neck, as his hand slid from Steve's cheek to his chest to unbutton his white linen shirt. Steve's skin was flushed all over in those red splotches he blushed in that Eddie adored so, so much.
"Getting a little overheated, hm?"
"Yeah, it's a little warm", Steve confessed, voice dripping slow like honey, and Eddie knew exactly what it meant.
"You poor thing. Do you want Daddy to take care of it?"
"Yes, Daddy. Please."
"Mm."
Eddie reached for the ice bucket on the table to grab an ice cube. He placed it between his lips and then pressed his mouth to the soft hollow of Steve's throat. The sound Steve made was both a hiss of shock and a sigh of relief as Eddie guided the cube along Steve's skin with his mouth. As it slowly melted into droplets of water, they ran down into Steve's pretty chest hair.
Before it could give Eddie's lips frostbite, he spat the ice cube out of his mouth. Still taking full advantage of his cold lips, though, Eddie closed his mouth around Steve's left nipple.
"Fuck", Steve whined and Eddie couldn't help but smile into Steve's skin.
He sucked on Steve's nipple, teasing the hardened nub with the tip of his tongue until Steve's breathing became ragged.
"Daddy."
"Yes?"
"Please."
"Please what? You gotta use your words, hm, baby?" Eddie cooed, looking up at Steve's pouty little face.
"I need you", Steve sighed. "It's been so long."
How easy it was to slip right back into what they once were. And Eddie wasn't going to make his sweet thing wait any longer, so Eddie grabbed a hold of Steve, one arm around his waist and the other under Steve's knees, and carried him inside.
Laid out on the hotel bed, among the soft sheets Eddie had slept in the night before, Steve looked good enough to eat.
Eddie crawled over Steve's body until he was straddling Steve's abdomen, caging him in tight by the ribs with his legs. He started undoing his belt and watched how Steve's eyes immediately fixed on his hands, following the movement of Eddie's long and nimble fingers working his belt buckle.
"Arms up", Eddie commanded, and Steve did as he was told.
Eddie slid his belt off in one smooth motion and tied one end around Steve's wrists. He saw from the corner of his eye how Steve's mouth went a little slack, lips parted open for shallow little breaths.
"I promised I'd take care of you, didn't I?" Eddie murmured, firm but reassuring.
"Yes, Daddy."
"So relax, baby."
Eddie tied the other end of the belt to the metal headboard of the bed frame, then gave Steve's wrists a little tug to make sure the belt would hold.
Steve's gaze had dropped to Eddie's crotch, to the visible bulge that was straining against the zipper of his black jeans. Then those eyes flicked back up to Eddie's own, pleading, and Eddie couldn't help but smirk. He popped the button of his jeans open, then worked the zipper down slowly. He slid a hand into his underwear, palming at his hardening cock. Steve's tongue darted out through his parted lips like an open invitation.
"It's aching for you, darling", Eddie groaned.
"Want you in my mouth", Steve breathed out.
"Yeah?"
"I wanna taste you, Daddy."
Eddie freed his cock from his underwear and let the heavy weight of it slap against Steve's cheek.
"Fuck, I missed this view", Eddie grinned as he looked down at the obscene sight in front of him.
He wrapped his right hand around the base of his cock and guided the tip to Steve's plush lips. He watched as Steve gave it a soft little kiss before sucking the head into his perfect mouth.
"So fucking warm", Eddie hummed. He kept still and let Steve take his time as he suckled on the head, let his tongue swirl teasingly across the tip in that way Eddie liked because it sent sparks all the way down to his toes.
Eddie's hips twitched forward as a sign for Steve to open wider, and Eddie slowly sank a few inches deeper into Steve's mouth. His left hand came to rest on Steve's cheek, thumb brushing across his cheekbone, as Steve sucked him in.
A little deeper, and the tip of Eddie's cock was bumping into the back of Steve's throat. It made Steve gag in the most delicious way, and Eddie couldn't help the grin that spread across his lips. Out of practice, Eddie thought to himself.
Steve bobbed his head, letting some of the length slide out before sliding back in. It was a comfortable rhythm, but now that Eddie had Steve with him again, he felt greedy. The thumb he had on Steve's cheek slid down, and he pushed it past Steve's stretched lips, into Steve's mouth along with his cock.
"Open wide, baby boy. I want you to relax your throat and open wide. Can you do that for Daddy?" Eddie asked, searching Steve's eyes.
Steve swallowed, mouth full of cock and thumb and saliva, and gave Eddie as much of a nod as he could. So Eddie pushed further, slow and firm, until the full length of his cock was nestled in Steve's mouth and down his throat, and Steve's nose was squished among Eddie's dark pubes.
Eddie slid both of his hands into Steve's soft hair, fingers messing up the mousse that was holding the brown waves together. He had always had a thing for messing up Steve's hair, there was something so utterly charming yet debauched about seeing Steve with messy hair.
"Just breathe. You're doing so well, being so good for me", Eddie moaned, enjoying the tight heat of Steve's throat as Steve drew in a sharp breath through his nose.
Fingers tightening in Steve's hair, Eddie used that grip to guide Steve's head, pulling him back a few inches before sliding right back in.
"Fuck", Eddie groaned at the sound of Steve gagging and squelching around him.
Steve's eyes were watering, dark lashes wet and gaze glossy, and there truly was no sight as beautiful as the one in front of Eddie in the whole entire world. Steve's mind was floating somewhere above the clouds.
"You look so fucking beautiful with your mouth full of my cock, did you know that, sweetheart? So fucking beautiful, Daddy's perfect little cock slut", Eddie panted his praises, rocking his hips to fuck his cock down Steve's throat.
Eddie could feel pleasure and heat building up low in his gut, but he didn't want to come just yet, so he eased up, letting his cock slip out of Steve's mouth slowly. He swore he could hear a small, pitiful whine leave Steve's lips before he started gasping for air.
"Thank you, Daddy. I missed your taste", Steve said, voice hoarse. His pupils were blown wide and his mouth was cherry-red, lips puffy and slick with drool. Eddie wanted to devour him right then and there.
"So pretty", Eddie hummed as he climbed off of Steve. He immediately leaned back in to kiss along the tear-streaks on Steve's face. "My pretty boy", Eddie cooed, then captured Steve's mouth in a kiss. He continued his kisses down along Steve's jaw, neck, chest, stomach, enjoying the shivers they elicited in Steve's body, and the whimpers that fell from his lips.
With impatient hands, Eddie undid Steve's jeans and tugged them off along with Steve's underwear, landing them somewhere on the floor of the hotel room and leaving Steve in his unbuttoned linen shirt and white ankle socks.
Eddie sat back on his knees between Steve's bare legs, bent them up at the knee and pushed until Steve's knees were pressed against his chest. He let his hands slide up to Steve's hips, supporting his ass up in the air, right in front of Eddie's face, exactly where he wanted it. He pressed kisses to the backs of Steve's thighs, hands continuing to Steve's ass and spreading his cheeks.
"God, look at your pretty little hole, Stevie", Eddie spoke, hungry. "Do you think it wants Daddy's mouth on it?"
"Yes", Steve answered without hesitation.
"Hm?"
"Please, Daddy. Yes. Please."
And Eddie dove right in, pressing his lips to Steve's hole in an open-mouthed kiss. Steve gasped out a breathy moan as Eddie flicked his tongue along the rim that fluttered at the sensation. He lapped and petted at Steve's hole with his tongue until he felt Steve relaxing, and the rim of his hole relaxing, and pushed the tip of his tongue inside. It made Steve tense up slightly, his hole clenching around Eddie's tongue, but then relaxed again with a pleased sigh that fell from Steve's lips as Eddie pushed his tongue further in.
Eddie's favorite thing was to make Steve come like this. He had done it many times before, and he knew that if he kept tongue-fucking Steve's hole and eating him out like it was his last meal, it would turn Steve into a boneless mess, would have him come hard. But with as much wine as Steve had had, Eddie didn't think he'd be able to get it back up if he came, and Eddie didn't want Steve to come before he could get a chance to bury his cock in that hole.
"Why'd you stop?" Steve whined, nose scrunched up, as he looked up at Eddie.
"You're not allowed to come yet", Eddie answered and gave Steve's ass a smack with his palm that made him yelp. His dick definitely twitched at that, too. It curved up so prettily towards Steve's bellybutton, leaking at the tip already.
Eddie spat down at his straining cock and used his hand to smear his saliva along its length. He eased Steve's hips down so that he could line up the tip of his cock to Steve's glistening wet hole.
"Think you can still take Daddy's cock, baby? Or has it been too long?"
"I want Daddy's cock. Please, I need Daddy's cock. I can take it, I'll be so good, I promise", Steve begged.
The tip pushed in with ease. Steve's mouth fell open soundlessly and instead of tensing up at the feeling, Eddie could feel him relax and let the length of his cock in.
"Oh, fuck, baby. Daddy's home", Eddie moaned once he was fully enveloped by Steve's insides. "You feel so fucking good."
Steve lifted his legs up over Eddie's shoulders for a more comfortable position and Eddie wasn't complaining. He tilted his head to the side to give Steve's calf a quick kiss.
Eddie looked down at where they were connected and spat at Steve's stretched hole before he started moving.
"Missed you so much, Daddy", Steve moaned. "No one takes care of me the way you do."
"That's damn fucking right", Eddie growled, folding Steve in half again as he leaned down to kiss Steve on the mouth.
Thinking about Steve with someone else, anyone else, was the last thing Eddie wanted to do right now because it made his blood boil. Luckily being inside Steve and kissing him stupid was a good enough distraction from that.
The hotel room was getting dark, filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin as Eddie pounded into Steve. The deeper he reached, the more his cock pressed against that sweet spot inside Steve, the louder Steve got. His moans echoed around, and Eddie wanted all of fucking Europe to hear just who Steve belonged to as he whimpered his name like a song.
"Can I come now, Daddy? I'm so close", Steve's voice was so sweet and soft as he pleaded, staring up at Eddie with big brown eyes.
"Come on, baby. Be a good boy and come for me so Daddy can fill you up", Eddie murmured, placing a kiss to Steve's sweaty forehead.
Eddie's eyes flicked up and noticed the way Steve's fingers were flexing and stretching, trying to find some movement in the way his wrists were tied up. But it didn't seem to get in the way of Steve's orgasm. It only took a few more pumps of Eddie's cock in and out to send Steve over the edge, his dick twitching and painting Steve's chest hair with pearly white come as Eddie's name spilled over and over from Steve's lips in the sweetest melody Eddie had ever heard.
Eddie swallowed those sounds down with more kisses, panting against Steve's lips as his own orgasm washed over him, cock pulsing inside Steve as he filled him up. Eddie hadn't felt this satisfied since he left Hawkins, and something about that blissful look on Steve's face told Eddie that he hadn't, either.
After getting cleaned up, Eddie had Steve in bed in one of his t-shirts, and all felt right in the world again. They lay down facing each other as Eddie peppered gentle kisses to Steve's wrists, over the marks his belt had left on Steve's skin.
"You don't have to leave tomorrow, y'know?" Eddie spoke softly against Steve's skin.
"Hm?" Steve asked in a sleepy haze.
"You could just stay with me. Forget the flight back."
"You've got a show tomorrow, Eddie", Steve reminded him, sounding a little more present now.
"So? You can watch from the wings or rest backstage. Or take a nice, hot bubble bath at a hotel. Anything you want."
Steve blinked at him in the dark, and Eddie could feel his pulse against his wrist, picking up its pace.
"I'll take care of you, Steve. You'll never want for anything, I'll give you everything you want, I swear."
"Just want you", Steve murmured.
"Say you'll stay?" Eddie was the one to plead this time, pressing a kiss to the tip of Steve's nose.
Come to Eddie's for a Good Time
a little late but my last entry for @domeddieweek day 8 prompt “free space” | rating: E | tw: breeding kink, cuckholding
summary: Eddie has a side gig as a professional dom. Sometimes he throws a sex party and offers himself up as a “free use dom” for people to come and be played with. He invites a new coworker.
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Eddie smirks as he surveys the area. A house full of fucking, and fucked out people, who all came running at his call. He loved hosting these parties; he’d send out the mass text:
My dungeon is open, to all those depraved.
I’m free to play, all you have to do
is beg
And they’d come flocking to his door. Some to swing, some to fulfill a fantasy, some to find a new partner, but mostly; they came for Eddie. A journalist during the day, and a professional dom at night, Eddie loved to push people’s limits. Sometimes, he wanted to push his own. Thus, the “free use dominant” party was invented. Normally, those didn’t go together, but similarly to a “free use sub” Eddie would put himself in an easily accessible location, and anyone who wanted a piece of him, could have it. The key difference? He was in charge. Once they entered his dungeon, they’d submit to him. A requirement for parties like these were clean papers, dated no earlier than a week ago. Gareth, his platonic sub and best friend, manned the door, checking they were on Eddie’s list and their papers were in hand. He was asexual, but he still like to attend the parties and make sure everyone had what they needed, in exchange Eddie wouldn’t charge him for his next session; it was a win-win.
He was set up in the basement of the spacious four bedroom house he bought after he sued his hometown for the witch hunt when he was falsely accused of murder. The money didn’t make the accusations from the town go away, but they already hated him, so a nice little nest egg of cash was the least they could do.
The party raged upstairs, his regular invitees already raided his supplies for condoms and lube and whatever else they needed. His dungeon door propped open the whole time unless the sub wanted it shut; most didn’t, but some wanted to explore things they were embarrassed by, who was Eddie to Judge?
Already, he’d had a few subs who let him play with them to his heart’s content. Whips, ropes, over stimulation, he happily did it all.
Tonight was a little different; one of his coworkers from the newsroom heard about his second job. With new players, he preferred to do a one-on-one or a couple’s session before inviting them to a party, but she caught him while he was planning this one and he figured, it couldn’t hurt. Especially when she mentioned she wanted to cuck her boyfriend. He didn’t particularly like Steve Harrington but Nancy Wheeler was a babe. Getting to fuck a hot chick while her boyfriend watched was something he could get behind. But disappointingly, he hasn’t seen head nor hide of the couple.
He was pulled from his thoughts when his smoke buddies, Jonathan and Argyle waltzed in.
“Hello boys. You want couple stuff today or group individual?” As far as he knew, the two weren’t dating, but they did fuck a lot when they were high. The redness around their eyes let Eddie know they were in the stratosphere.
“Couple stuff.” Argyle said. Eddie nodded and shuffled through his rope box putting aside a bundle for later.
“Alright boys, Strip down to your birthday suits, please.” Eddie requested as he moved around the room. “Who’s bottoming?” He asked. Jonathan raised a finger. “Safe word?”
“Pasta.” Argyle and Jonathan replied at the same time.
“Perfect. Jon go ahead and kneel here, Argyle step behind him please.” Eddie moved them into position and pushed Jonathan down to all fours. He left him there and turned to Argyle, grasping his dick tightly in his fist.
Quickly and efficiently he stroked him to full hardness and turned to take care of Jon only to be pleasantly surprised to fin d him already stretched and wet.
“Excited were you?” He laughed. He dribbled a bit of lube down Jon’s crack before directing Argyle to fill him. Once he was in to the hilt, Eddie began wrapping the rope around them. He tied them together at the thighs, around Argyle’s ass, and Jon’s waist until they were barely able to pull apart.
“Feel okay?” He asked.
“Full” Jon mumbled.
“Think he meant the ropes, Jon.” Argyle laughed. “They’re good.” Jonathan gave a thumbs up in reply.
“Great. Now, go ahead and fuck him Argyle.” Eddie said.
Argyle pulled out as much as he could, about an inch, before he thrust forward. The ties meant he wouldn’t be able to pound into Jonathan the way Eddie knew he liked and that made his own cock twitch.
“Harder, Argyle. Please.” Jon begged. Poor Argyle tried to speed up but was stopped by the ropes.
“Here, maybe this will help.” Eddie said and took hold of Jonathan’s dick, jerking him off hard and fast. Jonathan groaned, attempting to fuck himself into Eddie’s fist all while Argyle fucked his ass as best as he could. It didn’t long for him to spill into Eddie’s hand.
“Atta boy. Good job, bud.” Eddie said before he set his sights on the other man. He flicked a nipple and pinched it between his fingers as he took the other one into his mouth, sucking gently.
“Fuck.” Argyle mumbled. His thrusts sped up and he gripped Jonathan’s hips tighter.
“What do you need?” Eddie whispered.
“Kiss me?” Argyle asked shyly. Eddie gently grabbed the man’s cheeks, pulling him in and shoving his tongue past his lips roughly. He kissed him hard, teeth knocking together as one of his hands tangled into Argyle’s thick mane.
He tugged on his lock and smirked when the other man whined against his lips. Jonathan’s punched out uh, uh, uhs let Eddie know when Argyle came, his hips stopping a second later. Eddie pulled back to let the two men catch their breath as he untied them. Jon flopped to the floor once Argyle pulled out and yawned.
“Don’t sleep yet, bud.” Eddie snorted but it was too late, Jonathan’s snores rumbled through the room. He rubbed circulation back into their legs and helped Argyle carry Jon upstairs to his spare room.
“If you want to rest with him go for it. The bathroom has stuff to clean up and there’s a bunch of snacks int eh kitchen. Make sure to eat, okay?” He made Argyle give him a verbal conformation before he went back to his dungeon. He was treated to a gorgeous view.
“Well hello, beautiful. I wondered if I’d see you tonight.” He smiled at his girlfriend.
“I couldn’t let you have all the fun could I?” Chrissy asked as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Eddie ran his hands down her sides to cup her supple ass and give it a squeeze.
She was wearing his favorite white teddie with the garter he bought her for their anniversary.
“And have you been having fun?” He asked. He moved his fingers around to her pussy and cupped he in his hands. The gusset of the lingerie was damp but when he slipped a finger inside she winced.
“You okay, baby?” He asked concerned. She nodded softly. “Don’t lie.” He said sternly, a hint of his dom voice slipping out. Chrissy whined and held tighter to him.
“Jason asked if we could hook up and I said yes. But then he was pulling my hair, spanking me, and fucking me too hard.” She mumbled. Eddie took a deep breath so he didn’t startle his sweet girl.
“did you use your safeword?” He asked.
“Yeah, he ignored it.” She whispered, and Eddie saw red.
“How many times?” He asked. Chrissy hummed in confusion. “How many times did you say red before he stopped.” He clarified.
“Three.” She said softly. Eddie gently pulled from her grasp and started for the door but Chrissy blocked his path.
“Baby, step aside.” He said softly, she shook her head and took his hand.
“You’re going to do something crazy, aren’t you?” she asked.
“No, I’m going to do a completely rational thing, and kill him.” He growled.
“Gareth already kicked him out. Can you let it go?” She pleaded staring at him with big wet eyes. He sighed, he could never say no to her when it came down to it.
“Fine, I wont kill him. But he’s never coming here again. I promise I’ll get him blacklisted from as many events as I can.” Eddie said.
“Thank you. Can you help me forget? I don’t want to end my night like that but I don’t want to play with anyone else..” She whispered.
“Of course love. You know I’d do anything for you.” Eddie smiled and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. He cupped her cheek, keeping things slow and sweet, and lifted her into his arms.
“Can you handle me inside, princess? Be honest.” He requested.
“Yes, please Daddy. I want it.” She whined. Eddie laid her down on the day bed, keeping his hands on her firmly but gently. His princess needed things soft most days. That Jason would be mean and rough with her was already a red flag but ignoring her safe words? He’s lucky Eddie loves Chrissy too much to go to prison.
“I’m gonna take care of you, my love.” He whispered before he kissed down her body from her temple to her ankles then back up, stopping at the apex of her legs. He tapped her thigh twice, silently telling her to spread her legs. She did so hastily, and he licked up the seam of her, holding in his wince when he tasted mostly lube. Little shit couldn’t even get her wet.
He wanted to dive in and eat her out like a starving man, but he refused to move too quickly, lest her hurt her more. When she was nice and relaxed, he tried to slip a finger in again. He felt her tense up and reached out with his free hand to hold hers. He sighed in content when she relaxed and he moved his finger slowly. After a few minutes, he slid in a second finger. Chrissy cried out, in pain not pleasure.
“Mango.” Eddie whispered. He sat up and slowly pulled her hand free. He wrapped Chrissy up in his arms and laid her against his chest.
“I’m sorry.” She whispered.
“Hey baby. None of that.” He pressed kisses into her hair. “I stopped because I didn’t want to keep hurting you. I know you want it, Princess but I promised never to hurt you in ways you didn’t like.” Chrissy nodded and let Eddie’s heartbeat calm her.
“I’m okay. But I need…” She trailed off.
“Anything.” Eddie promised. She reached for his belt.
“Can I suck you off? I need to make you feel good.” She said. Eddie held her face, eyes darting all over. He must have approved of what he saw because he quickly undid hi pants and pulled his cock out. During their conversation his dick flagged a bit but it didn’t take much to coax him to full hardness. Chrissy leaned forward but Eddie stopped her with a gentle press to her forehead.
“What do you say?” He asked.
“Thank you.” She whispered.
“Good girl.” He let her go and gestured for her to begin. She started slowly, kitten licking his tip and swirling her tongue around his bead before gently taking him into her mouth. He groaned when she hollowed her cheeks.
“Fuck, Princess. Your mouth drives me crazy.” He moaned. Chrissy smiled around his cock and sank down further. Once she had him fully down her throat she held him there, choking herself a little. It always amazed Eddie when she deep throat him; he wasn’t exactly small and he always wondered where the hell it all went.
After a few seconds she pulled back until only the tip rested in her mouth. Eddie cupped her cheek and left it there as she bobbed up and down. When she took him deep again, she placed his free hand on her throat so he could feel himself.
“Goddammit, baby.” He huffed. Her other hand came up to play with his balls as she worked him over. Eddie’s whole body was tense as he held still so he didn’t buck up into her.
“I’m close, love. Where do you want it?” His perfect girl tapped her cheek.
“God, I love you.” He said as his release crashed over him. Chrissy pulled back to collect his cum on her tongue, holding it there with her mouth open to show Eddie her prize. He pushed his fingers into the mess and pressed down on her tongue. She closed her lips around them and hummed in pleasure.
“Swallow, my girl.” he whispered. She shivered as she did as she was told.
“Thank you, daddy. I love you.” She said when she was finished. He pulled her back into his arms,wiping a few stray tears.
“I can stop the party.” He offered, but Chrissy shook her head.
“I’ll be okay. I’m gonna go shower and steal your pajamas.”
“I made you a smoothie. It’s in the freezer. Promise me you’ll drink it?” He asked as he helped her out of the bed. Before she could answer, who should enter the dungeon but none other than Nancy and Steve.
“Finally! I’ll be right with you two. Nancy go to that chest and pick out the ropes you want.” He said to the couple before turning back to Chrissy expectantly.
“The smoothie?”” He said pointedly.
“Yes, daddy. I’ll drink it.” She promised.
“Good girl, on you go.” He said giving her one last kiss.
“How does this work?” Steve asked once Chrissy left. Nancy was busy pulling out bundles of fabric.
Eddie ignored Steve and went to his mini fridge. He pulled out a water bottle and chugged the whole thing in one go, then grabbed a baby wipe and cleaned his dick and face. Only then did he turn to Steve.
“You guys got your papers?” He asked. He knew they did, he just liked double checking with new players.
“Obviously, Your doorman wouldn’t have let us in otherwise.” Steve said haughtily.
“Steven, no need to be rude.” Nancy said when she handed a soft bundle of black silk to Eddie.
“Yes, Steven. Is that anyway to talk to the guy who’s about to rock your girl’s world?” Steve scoffed and rolled his eyes.
“Whatever man. She’s got a fantasy, and you’re convenient.” He crossed his arms. Eddie sucked his teeth before he strode over to Steve and slapped him hard across the face.
“Careful pretty boy. Keep talking like that and I’ll ruin her. She’ll leave here with only my cock in her mind. Then when you give her your pathetic excuse of a cock, she’ll say my name.” He stepped closer until his mouth was right against Steve’s ear. “Oh, Eddie! Fuck, Eddie!” He mocked in a high octave.
“You’re not that good.” Steve replied. Eddie smirked when he saw Steve’s Adam’s apple bob.
“Wanna bet?” He stepped away and grabbed a chair putting it perpendicular to the bed. “Sit.” He gestured to Steve. With as much attitude as he gave Eddie, he didn’t hesitate to sit down.
“Nancy, sweetie. Are these for him or for you?” Eddie asked.
“Steve.” She replied.
“Why is that?” He tied Steve’s wrists to the chair but left his ankles free.
“Because he can watch but not touch.” She answered, perfectly delivering her line. Some subs would provide him with a script to follow, either specific lines or concepts, and it was not surprise Nancy did.
“Exactly. Let’s hope, without the distraction of his now pleasure, he’ll learn how to fuck you properly. How’s that sound?” He asked.
“Good.” Nancy whispered.
“good, who?” Eddie raised his eyebrows.
“Good, sir.”
“That’s my good girl.” Eddie replied. Steve’s jaw clicked as he clenched it tightly. His hard dick outlined in his jeans betrayed him. He was enjoying this. That settled Eddie a bit but he knew Steve could stop this at any time if he really wanted to.
“Now, why don’t we get rid of this.” He said as he tugged on Nancy’s dress. He helped her out of it and smiled fondly at the purple bra and panties underneath. They weren’t anything crazy, it was the kind of stuff Eddie assumed one would wear to church; but it was a refreshing change of pace from all the lace and leather. He slowly removed the rest of her clothes.
“Damn, sweetie. You’re something else.” Eddie said and turned to Steve. “Ain’t she a beaut?” He asked the other man rhetorically.
Nancy stood next to the bed, nervously. She seemed unsure of where to start and a bit embarrassed about being the only one naked.
“It’s alright. Would it make you more comfortable if I was naked too?” She nodded shyly. Eddie smiled and quickly removed everything, his cock, half-hard again, slapped his thigh as it sprung out. There was a sharp intake of breath followed by a whispered fuck that sounded like it came form Steve. Nancy’s eyes widened as she took in his body.
“Like what you see, honey?” He asked smugly.
“Will that fit?” She whispered. Eddie barked a laugh in shock.
“Why mine longer than his?” He pointed at Steve.
“Thicker too.” She replied eyes still locked on his cock; it made Eddie preen a little.
“Then I guess we better get you nice and wet. Little Eddie isn’t even fully grown yet.” He helped her climb onto the bed so her legs hung off the end and she was facing Steve. Eddie held her chin and kissed her deeply. She moaned softly against his lips and Eddie slipped his tongue into her mouth. Gently, he caressed her tongue with his own, losing himself in it momentarily. He pulled away and pressed another quick kiss to her lips.
“Size doesn’t matter.” Steve insisted.
“Then it’s probably a skill issue. Keep an eye on your girl’s face, watch as I take her somewhere you never could.” He said before he buried his face in Nancy’s pussy. He went right for the kill, licking into her like he was the sweetest of treats.
If there’s one thing anyone should know about Eddie Munson, it was that he gave great head. He loved to make people writhe and moan off his tongue alone. Nancy was no different. He sucked her clit into his mouth, moaning when she pulled on his hair. Her legs wrapped around his neck, trapping them together.
“Eddie, oh. Right there, sir please.” She whined. Eddie replaced his tongue with two fingers and grinned.
“Tell him how good it feels. Tell him how much you love when I eat your pussy.” Eddie said before he went back to work.
“Oh, shit. He feels so good, Steve. I love when he eats me out, he’s so much better at it than you are.” Eddie turned his snort of amusement into a hard suck on Nancy’s clit. She cried out as she came hard, holding his head in place as she got him all wet.
Eddie let her catch her breath, in the meantime, he walked over to Steve and wiped Nancy’s juices off with the palm of his hand.
“Here, now you’ll know what it feels like to actually get her wet.” He swiped it across Steve’s mouth and smirked.
“Fuck you.” Steve spit. Eddie glanced at his hard cock with a pointed look.
“Sorry, this boner’s for your girlfriend. Maybe next time.” He said as he pat the man’s cheek. Nancy laid on her back and opened her legs for Eddie to crawl between. He pushed two fingers back inside, then three, then four. Since her orgasm loosened her up a bit, Nancy didn’t need a lot of help, but he didn’t want to hurt her.
“Ready, honey?” He asked.
“Yes sir. Please put it in.” She whispered. He eased inside her an inch at a time until he was fully seated, pausing so she could adjust.
“Fuck, honey. Your cunt is so tight.” He said. He gave a few experimental thrusts, grinning widely when Nancy squealed.
“More.” she begged. Eddie slapped her thigh and picked up the pace.
“Feels good, sir.” She mumbled.
“Thanks, honey, you feel good too. Is this your first time?” Nancy shook her head. “Sure feels like it. Your boyfriend doesn’t fill you up like I do, does he?”
“No sir.”
“No wonder you had to find a real man.” Eddie glanced at Steve. His knuckles were white he gripped the handles of the chair so tight.
“He’s pissed. The next time he fucks you, you won’t feel his tiny dick at all. Maybe we should show him what your pussy looks like when it’s fucked by a thick cock like mine.” Eddie pulled out and lifted Nancy like she was a doll. He laid her on her stomach with her head facing Steve. Eddie slid in behind her, grasped her hips, and positioned her onto her knees.
With no warning, he shoved his cock into her to the base, fucking her hard right off the bat. Nancy cried out and dug her fingers into the sheets. His thrusts were so hard, he was moving them up the bed little by little.
“You like that, honey?” Eddie growled. “You like when I pound your tight pussy?”
“Yes!” Nancy cried out.
“You like when I used you like a cheap whore?” He asked again as he picked up speed. If they were facing the headboard, it would put a hole through the wall.
“Yes! Yes, sir.” She screamed.
“Tell him.” Eddie grasped her hair and tilted her head to look at Steve. “Go on.”
“He fucks me so good. His cock is so big, it’s hitting me in places you never have.”
“Say, I love being a whore.” Eddie tightened his grip in her hair.
“I love being a whore.” Nancy panted.
“Tell him you love being my slut.” He grinned when her pussy squeezed him.
“I love being his slut, Steve.” Tears leaked out of her eyes and Eddie licked them up.
“Say your Eddie’s dirty girl.” He whispered in her ear.
“I’m Eddie’s dirty girl.” Nancy cried out. Eddie snagged her by the waist and pulled her back to his chest.
“Fuck, sir you’re so deep like this.” Nancy gasped.
“Did you tell Steve what you told me this morning?” Eddie asked, using one of the lines from Nancy’s script.
“No.” She whispered.
“Tell him.” Nancy shook her head. “Fine, I’ll tell him.” He smirked.
“Tell me what?” Steve asked. His gaze was fixed on the point where the two were connected and Eddie reached down to spread Nancy’s lips a bit more, her poor pussy was red and puffy from the abuse it’s suffered.
“She wants to have my baby.” Eddie said with a sly smile.
“What?” Steve asked. Eddie grabbed Nancy’s hips and moved her up and down on his cock as he rocked up into her. She quickly took over and the two began fucking in earnest.
“Tell him.” Eddie insisted.
“It’s true. I want him to breed me. Stuff me full of his cum over and over until it takes.” Nancy admitted.
“That’s right. Your girlfriend wants to be my baby mama. Round with my kid. She wants me to use her like a sexy cock sleeve. Isn’t’ that right?” Eddie’s balls drew up, he was getting close. He wanted to get Nancy there one more time.
“Fuck, Eddie, yes. Use me like a toy! Let me be your cum dump. Keep me full with it until I can’t take anymore. Let me have your baby!” She screamed as he reached down to rub her clit in quick circles.
“Fuck Eddie! Please, cum inside me. I need it, I need it, I need it.” She begged. She rocketed into a second orgasm gushing cum all over the bed and drenching Eddie’s thighs.
“She ever beg for your cum, Harrington?” Eddie asked.
“No.” Steve whispered.
“And she never will.” Eddie said. “Here you go honey.” He pulled her flush against his hips, shooting rope after rope of cum inside her. Once he finished, he pulled out, laid her on her back, and held her legs in the air.
“Can’t let any cum spill out now can we?” He smirked.
“Oh, fuck yes.” She whispered.
After he untied Steve, he cleaned Nancy up, and offered on of the rooms to rest.
“We’re okay, thank you.” Nancy said a huge smile on her face, like a cat that got the cream.
“Alright,, just eat some snacks, drink some water before you leave, and promise you’ll call me if either of you feel off.” He implored.
“We promise.” Steve said, giving Eddie some sort of bro hug.
They’d only been gone a few minutes when his next scene partner came in.
“Let’s get started.” He smiled at the new guy.
~~~
Three months later, Eddie was writing up a guide to the best non-bar queer places in the city, when Nancy walked into his office.
“Hey, you.” He said. Their friendship hadn’t changed at all since the party which he was super happy about.
There are two separate prompt lists for this event! Feel free to stick to one or the other, pick and choose from either, or ignore the prompts entirely and follow your heart! These are purely optional as a guide for those who'd like a bit more direction!
If you're participating, there's no pressure to post every day! You can post as few or as many times as you like. The goal is to have fun!
In 2025 I posted 62,790 words on AO3 and released a total of 9 works. I've stuck around some of my all time favorite ships (Steddie & ShinKami) and created mostly for events - especially @domeddieweek
I've also been brave enough to apply as a mod for @steddieexchange - and it's a ture pleasure to be part of organizing such a sweet event.
My Steddie Winter Exchange fic (WC: 12,106 and counting)
The 'Panties' series (at least one part missing)
The 'Bombshell' series (final part missing)
The 'The way you make me feel' series (outlined)
In 2026 I want to start (& complete):
ST Reverse Big Bang #1
ST Reverse Big Bang #2
Hollanov Omegaverse
Lestappen fic from my drafts
As you can see, I’d love to venture into new fandoms and re-visit my favorites. I already know I’ll be super busy for some of my most treasured events, like @domeddieweek, but I’m looking forward to new prompts and new ideas. I have so many drafts and WIPs - I just need more time to write them all.
Thank you so much to all the lovely people who’ve read so far and maybe even read one (or more) of my works this year. Your support means so much to me 💜💜💜
Cute puppy paw print dividers by @strangergraphics
Tags: Dom Eddie, Top Eddie, Sub Steve, Bottom Steve, Brat Steve, Brat Tamer Eddie, Pet Play, Blow job, Spanking, Sex Toys, Mirror Sex, Dry Humping, Degradation
Steve knows he'll get punished for it later, but what is he supposed to do when Eddie's morning wood is on display in all its glory. The thin sheets have slipped off during their sleep, maybe even pushed off due to the heat. Steve is nestled against Eddie's chest, which is slowly rising and falling, the even huffs of deep breaths waft over Steve's unruly hair.
or: Eddie catches his misbehaving puppy when he tries to give his master a blowjob, all eager like he’s in heat. Eddie has to teach him a little lesson in behaviour when Steve’s mouths off.
