To kick start Pheremone Friday, I have decided to release one of my many ongoing and possibly feral thoughts out to the world early. If you want to participate tomorrow, send in an ask of your headcanons, prompts, etc here! And I will happily respond :)
Warning; Explicit Content (smut)
Art Rivals Steddie, where the both of them are Alphas and forced to sit next to each other in a venue selling art. Steve on the left and Eddie on the right side of the table they share. It’s not like they can’t get along, they can on occasion. With soft compliments here and there.
Eddie’s convinced Steve hates him, if the others pheromones are anything to go by Steve loathes him.
Steve on the other hand is using every ounce of self control to not jump the other alpha. Steve has been very close to starting a rut just because of Eddie. Afraid that Eddie knows when in reality Eddie is misunderstanding completely.
It all comes to a head when the two of them are invited to go out to lunch with a couple other artists. To be polite they agree, but somehow get forced into carpooling together as Steve’s ride had to go home and Eddie’s vehicle is the only one able to handle carrying all of his art and Eddie’s at the same time.
The lunch is intense to say the least. Steve and Eddie had sat in silence the entirety of the way there and through most of the meal. Only a few words spoken here and there.
It’s not until they get back to Steve’s when either of them say anything, and that’s Eddie offering to help carry art work in. As they are carrying stuff in Eddie accidentally sees a stack of photographs. All of Steve nude. The photos are going to some gallery he discovers before hes practically jumped when he shows any sign of arousal.
It’s heated as Steve tugs Eddie backwards. The both of them stumbling into the room where Steve paints instead of his bed room. Both of their clothes being tossed in the hallway before they are seperating to see where they were. One mischievous glance from Eddie and Steve is on his stomach, unable to hold himself up, covered in paint. His knot is starting to swell up, rubbing back and forth against the canvas paper purposely placed underneath him. Leaving blue stains where ever it goes.
Eddie’s hands are purposely dipped into paint, touching where ever he can on Steve. His hips, his ribs, his chest, ass and at one point his knot.
Eddie’s Grunting as he thrusts into Steve as hard as he can, his own knot beginning to catch against Steve’s rim. He holds off, waiting for Steve to cum first. And when he finally does Eddie is quick to turn Steve around on his back to purposely cum over his chest. Smirking as it mixes with dried paint and Steve’s cum on the canvas.
Both of them are panting, bodies close before Eddie is eagerly getting Steve worked up again. When they are both ready, Eddie’s sliding back in and going at it again. This time Steve’s hands are leaving scratches and painted finger prints down Eddie’s back as his own arches off the ground.
When Eddie finally cums in Steve, they are both a mess. Covered in cum and paint.
They have a lot to talk about, but for now they both laugh as they look at their first shared piece. (That would later sell for 20k)