Yours for the Night - Chapter 6
Rating: 18+ minors gtfo Chapter Summary: Steve and Eddie fall fast and hard, and start to carve out a life together CW: Alcohol, discussion of sex work, anal fingering, protected p in a sex, STD testing and Eddie's anxiety about it, blow jobs, unprotected p in a sex, switching, cum as lube, Richard Harrington is a dick Pairing: Escort!Eddie x Rich!Steve Word Count: 5.3k
Chapter 5<<Masterlist
Eddie takes the drink offered to him and swirls the scotch in his glass before taking a sip. It’s smoky and burns a bit, but it’s good. Art Guy’s scotch is always good. They just went out to dinner tonight, one of the Michelin star places he likes, and headed straight to his loft after. Eddie steps over to the large windows overlooking the neighborhood and takes another sip. A hand slips around his waist and settles on his stomach, and lips press to the spot on his neck that usually makes him shiver but tonight…it makes something in his gut twist.
He’s only been seeing Steve for a couple weeks, but it’s literally been every day. They’ll meet for lunch when Eddie has dates in the evening, and when he’s not working, they go out to dinner, or cuddle on Steve’s couch and talk or hours, or fuck until they’re ready to pass out.
Eddie is completely obsessed with him.
Steve keeps insisting that he’s fine with Eddie’s job. He’s had no problem with him going on dates, even asks questions about what they’ll be doing and what the guys are like. And it’s with genuine interest, not a hint of jealousy. He’s said over and over that he’s ok with the other part of Eddie’s job. And Eddie believes him.
All the dates he’s had since he started seeing Steve have been pretty cut and dry. Just random events and then he goes home. Tonight is his first time out with one of his regulars where sex has basically become part of their routine. And for the first time since he started this…Eddie feels fucking gross for doing it.
“Martin.”
“Mhm,” the man hums as he kisses lower on Eddie’s neck. It makes his skin crawl.
“Martin, stop. I…I can’t.”
He freezes and immediately puts space between them. Eddie’s never told him to stop, and he’s so fucking glad that it’s being respected. When he turns around to face him, Martin looks confused and disappointed. “Edward, is everything alright?”
“No. I’m so sorry. I just…I don’t think I can do this anymore.”
Martin assesses him and a look of understanding crosses his face. “Ah. I see. You’ve met someone.”
“Yeah…I have. I just don’t feel right doing this.”
“It’s alright, Edward. I suppose it was only a matter of time before someone won your heart. Whoever he is, he’s a lucky man.”
Eddie disagrees, but doesn’t say anything. He’s the lucky fucker who gets to be with Steve. “Thank you, Martin. I appreciate that.”
“So. Does this mean you’ll be…retiring?”
That gets a laugh out Eddie. “No, not retiring. I’ll still be taking clients, but the uh…extra services will no longer be available.”
Martin, surprisingly, looks pleased. “I’m glad to hear that. Obviously I’ve enjoyed all of our time together, but you really have been a lovely companion. I’ll be sure to let Nancy know when I’m in need of your company again.”
“Please do. You’ve always been one of my favorites.” He takes a final sip of scotch and sets the glass down. “I should get going. I had a great time tonight.”
“As did I.”
Martin walks him to the door and hands him the standard envelope he always has ready. Eddie shakes his head and puts his hands up. “No, no…I can’t take that.”
“You can and you will. Consider it a bonus for all you’ve done for me. Take you boy out. Someplace nice.”
Eddie sighs and gives him a half smile. “Thank you. For everything.” He takes the envelope, tucks it in his jacket, and gives Martin a chaste kiss on the cheek. “Goodnight, Martin.”
“Take care, Edward.”
As soon as he leaves, he heads straight to Steve’s apartment. It feels like a weight has been lifted that he didn’t even know he was carrying. Steve basically gave him his blessing to do whatever the fuck he wants when he’s on the job, but Eddie just…can’t. He doesn’t want to anymore. Having someone else’s hands and lips on him? He’s never felt any shame about the work he does, but tonight it made him feel cheap. It was meaningless. And he realized with stunning clarity that Steve is the only person he wants touching him like that.
The doorman has seen him at the apartment nearly every day over the last two weeks. When Eddie arrives, he greets him warmly and lets him right in. Eddie takes the elevator to the top floor and practically sprints down the hall and starts banging on Steve’s door. It opens a moment later and his heart swells in his chest. Steve’s wearing slippers, sweatpants, and a shirt Eddie must have left there earlier in the week. The faded Metallica logo never looked so good.
“Eddie! I thought you were out with Art Guy? You said you usually stay out late.”
He could fucking cry. He can’t believe how chill Steve has been about everything. And seeing him all soft like this, wearing his shirt, so fucking happy to see him. Eddie just knows. This is it for him.
“Hey baby. I uh…I ducked out early. Wanted to come see you.”
Steve’s cheeks go a little pink, and he gently takes Eddie’s hand and pulls him inside. “You didn’t have to do that. I was gonna meet you for lunch tomorrow.”
Eddie can’t take it. He cups Steve’s face and puts everything into the kiss. Steve slips his hands under Eddie’s jacket and holds his waist and…yeah. Those are the only hands he wants on him. He licks into Steve’s mouth and moans as their tongues caress each other. Steve giggles into the kiss and Eddie pulls away. “What’s so funny, sweetheart?”
“You taste like scotch. Pretty sure it’s Lagavulin.”
Eddie giggles right back and nods. “Yeah, it is. You’re ridiculous.”
“And you’re supposed to be on a date. Is everything ok?”
“Yeah. Everything is perfect, actually. I just um…can we sit?”
Steve takes his hand and they head to the living room where he has a half drunk mug of tea on the coffee table, a fluffy blanket heaped on the couch, and a paused episode of Conan O’Brien Must Go on the tv.
“I didn’t realize I was interrupting a romantic night with your boyfriend,” Eddie teases.
“Oh, shut up!” Steve laughs and pushes Eddie down onto the couch, settling in next to him. “What’s going on, babe?”
Babe. Eddie is always big on the pet names with him…sweetheart and honey and baby and angel and dollface and anything else that’ll make Steve blush. It’s only been in the last few days that Steve calls him babe all the time. It makes a tornado of butterflies swirl in his chest.
Eddie’s been nothing but honest and upfront with Steve about his profession. He knows about his regular clients, where they usually go, and what they get up to after. He doesn’t want any secrets with Steve, and wants to give him all the space in the world to back out if he finds he doesn’t actually want to be with him knowing what he knows. But Steve is just…so fucking cool about everything. So Eddie finds he doesn’t have to beat around the bush at all.
“So, I was out with Art Guy. We had a great night! Went out to dinner, had some amazing food. Then he took me back to his place, poured us a scotch, and I was just standing there looking out his windows and…he came up behind me. Put his hand on me. Started to kiss my neck and it…it made me feel sick. I realized that I don’t want anyone touching me like that anymore. Nobody but you. So I told him to stop-”
“He did, right?!”
Steve looks like he’s about to burn Martin’s place down if he didn’t. “Yes! Yeah, baby. He did. I told him I couldn’t sleep with him. All I could think about was how it just didn’t feel right having someone else touch me. I wanted it to be you. I only want it to be you.”
“Eddie…I don’t know what to say. This is your job, babe. I don’t want you missing out on anything for me.”
“I’m not! I still want to work for the agency. I really do like it, and I’m good at it. Just…the extra stuff? The sex work? I’m done. I don’t want anyone else. I just want you.”
Steve’s face goes all soft and gooey. He scoots closer and kisses Eddie’s cheek. “You don’t have to do this for me. But if you want to do this for yourself, I’m behind you one hundred percent.”
Eddie sighs and takes Steve’s hand in his. “You might be the most incredible man I’ve ever met. And honestly? I’m doing this for both of us. I don’t want to give that part of myself away anymore, and I don’t want to do anything that might risk your health or safety. You’re too important to me.”
He used to get such a thrill out of men who wanted to pay for a chance to sleep with him. It made him feel powerful. Irresistible. But none of that compares to the way Steve is looking at him right now. Like he actually cares. Like he doesn’t just want Eddie’s body, he wants Eddie.
Steve leans in and gives him the most tender kiss. He lets it linger. “You’re important to me, too.”
God, all he wants right now is to erase the feeling of Martin’s hands and lips on him. Eddie pulls him back in, and it’s not long before they’re stripping each other down right there on the couch. He reaches into his discarded jacket pocket and pulls out his lube and a condom, and hands them to Steve. His confused expression is so fucking cute. “Get me ready, sweetheart?”
Steve’s eyebrows shoot up into his hair. “Oh! You want me to…”
They haven’t switched yet. Every time they’ve slept together, Eddie has topped. And it’s been incredible, truly. But he’s fucking dying to have Steve inside him. “Yeah, I do. I need to feel you, Stevie. Your hands, your lips…everything.”
By the look on his face, Eddie is pretty sure Steve gets it. He lays him down the couch and opens him up so slowly and gently that Eddie feels like he’s going out of his mind. Steve kisses all over his neck. Gets his mouth latched onto that spot and Eddie’s whole body shivers. That’s what he needed.
Steve rolls the condom on and leans over Eddie, lining himself up. “Ready for me?”
Eddie nods and wraps his arms around Steve’s shoulders. “So ready.”
Feeling Steve’s thick cock push into him steals his breath away. It’s so slow and cautious, and Eddie’s eyes water looking at the concentration on Steve’s face. He’s cataloging all of Eddie’s expressions and reactions as he eases himself in. God, he feels so cared for and it’s everything.
When Steve finally bottoms out, Eddie feels so fucking full he can barely breathe. Eddie’s pretty big, but Steve is fucking hung. He feels him everywhere. He closes his eyes and lets his head fall back into the cushion below him. Steve’s lips and tongue work their way up and down his neck and it’s so fucking tender. Eddie’s body relaxes around the welcomed intrusion and he holds Steve close. “Stevie…baby, you can move. I’m ok honey. Please…please fuck me.”
Steve keeps kissing his neck as he starts to rock hips in a slow rhythm. “Eddie,” he pants. “You feel so fucking good, babe. Goddamnit, I’m not gonna last long.”
Eddie can do nothing but moan and gasp and cling to Steve tighter as he picks up his pace. Fuck this man is amazing. Eddie’s only known him for a couple weeks, but he would be perfectly content if this is the only person who ever touched him again. It’s fucking crazy. And he doesn’t care.
The couch squeaks underneath them as Steve’s thrusts get harder and faster. Eddie’s not going to last longer at this rate, either. There’s really no need to. He doesn’t need to impress anyone. He doesn’t have a tip he’s working towards. They’re just two men who have a fucking insatiable need to feel each other and touch each other. To make each other fall apart and then just…hold each other. His favorite part of all of this has been how Steve lets him stay, wants him to stay, whispering sweet things to him as they fall asleep curled around each other.
It might be the sappiest fucking thing he’s ever done, but the thought of falling asleep with Steve in his arms, never wanting to let him go, is what tips him over the edge. Eddie’s whole body shakes and he bites down on Steve’s shoulder as he cums between them. The high pitched, needy, pathetic sounds coming out of him don’t embarrass him in the slightest. Especially not when Steve echoes them, burying himself deep and filling the condom with a shudder.
They lay in the afterglow for a long time. Sharing soft, sleepy kisses and touching everywhere they can reach.
And when they finally separate and clean each other up and get ready for bed, they slip into Steve’s sheets naked and content. Steve turns over and Eddie wraps himself around his back, trails his lips across Steve’s shoulder and neck and smiles to himself when he hears the man sigh happily.
This is the only place he wants to be.
They’ve made it official. After a month of obsessing over each other and seeing each other every day, Steve asked him if he wanted to be his boyfriend. It was so fucking cute. They were cuddled up on Eddie’s couch. Steve had come over after Eddie was done with a date and they put on High Fidelity. It was during the scene where Cusack was at Green Mill Lounge when Steve turned his head and said, “You know I knew that night, when we were at that bar, that my life was never going to be the same again. I’ve never felt that before.”
“Is that so, babydoll?” Eddie had asked.
Steve kissed him. “Yeah…I just knew. And I’ve been kind of nervous to ask you this, but…you wanna be my boyfriend?”
Eddie tackled him and kissed all over his face, shouting yes, yes, yes between each smack of his lips.
The rest of the movie remained unwatched.
The next morning Eddie had to awkwardly ask over coffee and pancakes if Steve would want to get tested with him. He was kind of embarrassed to admit that he was overdue for it. He’d been so wrapped up in the newness of their budding relationship, and with him only sleeping with Steve since they got together, he just kind of…forgot that he needed to do that. He’d made a habit of going in at least once a month just to make sure he was all clear, if not more depending on how…busy he was with work. Eddie has always been religious about using condoms for everything, but he also tends to get paranoid.
Steve was so fucking understanding about it.
And now he’s here, in a clinic he doesn’t normally go to, because they decided to meet after Steve was done with work and this place was close by, and Eddie is feeling some sort of way about filling out this form with his boyfriend right next to him. The staff here doesn’t know him. They don’t know what his profession is (or was technically). The ladies at the place he normally goes to have always been so cool about what he does and just glad that he takes his health so seriously.
So now here, with people he doesn’t know, and his boyfriend easily filling out this fucking form, Eddie is trying to brace himself for judgement or something.
Have you had sex in the last 6 months? __Yes __No
With how many people? 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 more than 10
His eyes dart to Steve’s form that’s almost totally filled out and he feels a little sick when he sees the number 2 circled.
Eddie has to circle more than 10.
How many people have you had sex with in your lifetime?
0 1 2 3 4 5 10 15 25 30 50 75 More than 100
Steve circled 5.
Eddie has to take a moment to do a quick mental calculation, adding in his body count before he started working as an escort, and his hand shakes a little as he circles 50.
Have you ever exchanged drugs or money for sex? __Yes __No
He doesn’t have to sneak a peek at Steve’s form to know the answer to that question.
“Babe? You ok?”
Eddie lifts his head and looks at his boyfriend, whose expression is so open and caring. “I don’t know. Just feeling kinda…something.”
It’s not shame exactly. But it feels close.
“Kinda something, huh?” The corner of his mouth ticks up in a little grin and Eddie wants to kiss him.
“Yeah. Just maybe…regretting some life choices I think.”
A look of understanding crosses Steve’s beautiful face. He sets his clipboard down on the empty seat next to him and turns to face Eddie. “You know I don’t judge you for anything, right? I don’t care how many people you’ve been with or what you’ve done in the past. Hell, if anything I’m actually kind of grateful for it.”
“How?!”
Steve laughs and takes his hand, giving it a kiss. “Because it’s made you insanely good in bed.”
Eddie snorts and tries to hide his face in his hair. “Jesus Christ, Steve. You might be the only person on the planet who would feel that way about dating a former prostitute.”
“Good thing you found me then.”
Yeah. Good thing indeed.
Negative.
Every result that came back for both of them was negative and Eddie’s never felt so relieved to see that word before.
They basically cleared their calendars for the weekend with the hopes that they’d both be clean. When Steve comes over to Eddie’s apartment, he basically mauls him as soon as he’s through the door.
It’s a frantic scramble to his bedroom as they practically tear each other’s clothes off. Steve pushes him onto the bed and immediately gets Eddie’s dick in his mouth. Fuck this feels infinately better without flavored latex in the way.
“Oh fuck! Baby, your mouth!”
Steve hums as he bobs up and down, taking Eddie as far back as he can. God damn, Eddie could bust so fast watching him do this. Feeling those soft lips wrapped around his cock. That wet tongue lapping at the underside of his shaft. The feeling of Steve’s throat convulsing as he tries to swallow Eddie down.
“Shit! Honey, you need to stop or I’m gonna cum in like three seconds!”
His boyfriend pops off with a loud slurp and grins up at him. “Fine. But only because I want you to cum somewhere else.”
Eddie throws his head back, pinching his eyes shut and pulling at the roots of his hair. “Jesus fucking Christ, sweetheart. You’re gonna kill me.”
He feels Steve crawl up the bed, hears the bedside drawer open and the pop of a cap. Eddie opens his eyes and looks up at his boyfriend who’s pouring lube into the palm of his hand. Steve straddles his thighs and wraps his slick hand around Eddie’s cock, giving it a firm stroke. “Stevie…baby you gotta let me prep you first. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t.” He strokes Eddie a few more times, wipes his hand on a discarded shirt, and reaches behind himself as he arches his back. With a little wiggle and grunt, Steve smirks at him and tosses a thick black plug onto the bed next to them.
“Oh my god, you perfect fucking-”
His words are cut off as Steve scoots up and practically impales himself on Eddie’s dick. Fucking Christ, it’s so good. So hot. So tight. So wet. Steve’s body is the only place he ever wants to be again. He wants to live and die here. His heart might actually give out as Steve fully seats himself in Eddie’s lap and starts swiveling his hips.
“Eddie! Oh my god, babe! Been fucking dying to feel you like this.”
Eddie’s biting his lip so hard he’s pretty sure his teeth are going to slice all the way through. Steve starts lifting himself up just the tiniest bit and grinding back down and Eddie’s so fucking close already it’s laughable. It’s taking everything in him to not blow his load and Steve is making it very fucking hard. Especially as he picks up his pace and fucks himself harder and faster on Eddie’s cock.
“Stevie…baby…you gotta slow down. I’m too close, honey.”
He doesn’t. The bastard just smiles down at him, plants his hands on Eddie’s chest, and goes even faster. “Do it. I want to feel you, babe. Cum inside me.”
Eddie quickly wraps his arms around Steve’s waist, holding him still as he cries out, pumping his load into his boyfriend’s tight ass. “Fuck! Fuck fuck oh my god baby!”
It feels like his orgasm is never going to end. His dick keeps pulsing, his balls are so tight, his abs are clenched so hard it starts to hurt. When it finally slows to a stop, his entire body is buzzing. Eddie opens his wet eyes and looks up at Steve in awe. “On your back. Now.”
They roll over without dislodging and Eddie pumps his softening cock in and out as he kisses Steve hard and deep. He works his way down his boyfriend’s neck and chest. His cock slips out and Eddie is quick to get between his legs so he can spread his cheeks. He groans when sees his cum starting to leak out of Steve’s ass. Eddie doesn’t want to waste any of it, pushing it back in with two fingers.
“Oh my god! Eddie…that’s so fucking hot.”
“Yeah, babydoll? You like that? Fuck, you’re so wet now.” He smirks as he rubs his cum into Steve’s prostate and the man’s whole body jolts. “Want me to fuck you with my fingers while I suck you dry?”
Steve practically sobs as Eddie focuses all his attention on that spot. “Yes! Please, fuck!”
Eddie licks all over Steve’s balls, sucking one into his mouth, then the other. His fingers don’t stop as he kitten licks his way up the length of Steve’s cock, finally - finally - getting to taste what he’s been craving since their first night together. Eddie teases his slit, lapping up the salty precum, and wraps his lips around the head of Steve’s cock. The man is a mouthful, and Eddie happily takes in as much as his throat will allow.
Steve is a fucking mess above him, gripping Eddie’s hair, kicking his legs, writhing in the sheets, and making the most pathetic fucking sounds Eddie’s ever heard. God, he loves this.
It doesn’t take long, the perfect rhythm of his mouth sucking Steve in, and rubbing the tips of his fingers in just the right spot. Steve sobs as he cums, his whole body tensing up, and Eddie takes it all. He’s never been a huge fan of swallowing, but this is Steve. It’s different with him.
Eddie slows his ministrations as Steve’s body melts into the sheets. The man is a puddle. Eddie licks him clean and gently removes his fingers before wiping him down and climbing back up the bed. He collapses in a heap next to his boyfriend and sighs. “That…was so fucking good.”
With a Herculean effort, Steve rolls over and tucks himself into Eddie’s side. “We’re doing that again. Just gimme like…half an hour.”
Eddie snorts and wraps his arms around this incredible man. “God damn right we are.”
They spend the whole weekend in bed.
Eddie steps out of his apartment in his favorite Armani suit just as the private car rolls to a stop at the curb. He’s in all black tonight, from his jacket, to his shirt, and tie, and shoes. He looks fucking slick and he hopes his date thinks so as well. The driver opens the door and his date steps out wearing a well fitted suit in a deep red, with a white shirt and black tie. He’s fucking gorgeous.
He looks Eddie up and down as he approaches the car. “Wow, you look…stunning. Are you ready to go?”
Eddie smiles, cups his cheek, and kisses him. “For you? I’m always ready to go.”
Steve blushes and shakes his head “Get in the car, you flirt. We’re gonna be late.”
It’s a big night and Steve is a little nervous as they head to Chicago Winery. It’s his dad’s 60th birthday and the company is throwing a black tie party with all the rich assholes they can fit into one room. It’s also the first time he’s bringing Eddie as a date to something like this. They’ve been together for almost five months now and Steve has actively been avoiding having to come clean to his father about a few things. But time is up and tonight apparently is going to be the night.
He holds tight to his boyfriend’s hand as they enter the venue and Steve’s eyes are already darting around the room looking for the man of the hour. He freezes when he spots him, and Eddie gives his hand a squeeze.
“It’s going to be alright, sweetheart. I’m right here. You aren’t going into the lion’s den alone, ok?” Steve nods and gulps, and Eddie tugs his arm to get him to move. “Come on, baby boy. Let’s get a glass of wine, I heard they have some of that here.”
That at least gets Steve to crack a smile and they head over to the bar to get a couple glasses of Pinot Noir. Eddie’s just taking his first sip when he hears from behind him, “Steven. So glad you could make it.”
Steve turns first and greets his father. “Hey dad. Happy birthday. I uh…wanted to introduce you to my boyfriend. This is Eddie.”
Eddie turns around and smiles brightly. “Richard! It’s lovely to see you again!”
Richard’s eyes widen as he looks Eddie up and down. He steps close to Steve and hisses, “What the fuck is he doing here? Is this some kind of sick joke?”
“No, dad. Eddie’s my date. We’ve been seeing each other for months.”
Richard’s face is slowly turning red as he looks back and forth between them. Eddie moves closer and wraps his arm around Steve’s waist.
“It’s bad enough that you brought a hooker with you, don’t embarrass me any further by pretending that you two are actually dating.”
“Don’t call him that,” Steve seethes. “And don’t act like you didn’t do the same thing. Eddie is my boyfriend and he has every right to be here with me.”
Richard scoffs and shakes his head. “You expect me to believe that? That my own son would sink so low as to get involved with someone who sells themselves like he does?”
“Did,” Eddie interrupts. “I did. I’m only with the agency part time now, and I stopped ‘selling myself’ when I met Steve. Thanks for putting it so kindly, by the way.”
The look of disdain he gets in return would bother him if he gave a shit about this guy’s opinion. “I see. So what’s your plan then? To leech off my son while you work part time as a former hooker?”
“You’ve got some nerve-“
“Dad, stop! He’s not leeching off of me, Jesus Christ! If anything he’s helping me.”
Richard looks back at his son in confusion. “What the hell does that mean?”
Steve takes a breath and Eddie squeezes his hip reassuringly. “I wanted to tell you before you find out from HR. I’m quitting. I want to go back to school and get my teaching degree.”
“Your what? Steven if you think I’m going to foot the bill for you little flight of fancy-“
“God, stop it! I don’t expect anything from you! I’ve got money saved up, I can afford tuition on my own.”
Richard rubs his forehead and puts a hand on his hip. “Sure. Fine. But do you really expect to afford that high rise apartment on a teacher’s salary? You won’t be able to do this, Steven.”
“I know. I’m not as stupid as you think I am, ok? Eddie and I talked a lot about it…I’m moving in with him.”
Silence.
Richard looks even more baffled than before. “So let me get this straight. You’re quitting your high paying job, and slumming it with a part time escort, so you can work a thankless job that will barely be able to pay the bills?”
“Stop talking about him like that!”
“Then smarten up and stop acting like a child!”
Eddie’s had enough. He promised Steve he would keep his cool and let him handle it. But he can’t stand hearing Steve’s dad talk to him like this.
“Do you even know your son?” Richard looks at him like a bug he wants to stomp under his shoe. “Do you have any idea what an incredible person he is? How kind he is? How loving, and selfless-“
“Selfless! Sure,” Richard laughs. “He’s so selfless that he's willing to give up everything he’s worked for so he can live in poverty with someone who can’t even hold down a real job! What, was the agency running out of men who would want to date you?”
Eddie has to clench his fist to keep from decking this asshole. “Yeah, you’ve got it all figured out, don’t you? Except the part where I co-own a pretty successful gaming store downtown. Soon-to-be record store too, actually!"
“Babe, are you serious?!”
Eddie tears his icy glare away from Richard and looks softly at his boyfriend. Steve introduced him to Dustin a couple months into their relationship, and they brought him with them to this cool little gaming shop to check out their DnD selection. Eddie hit it off with the owner, and was asked if he had any interest in a management position the guy was looking to fill. With Steve’s encouragement, he took the job and only escorts once or twice a week now.
“Sure am, honey. I was going to save the good news for later in case tonight went to shit. I talked to Bob about the space for sale next door and how we could knock down a wall and expand it to include records and stuff. He’s bringing me on as an owner. Made it official yesterday. We can even make a space in the back so we can run campaigns with the kids if they want.”
Steve nearly knocks him off his feet with how hard he hugs him. “Eddie, that’s amazing! I’m so fucking proud of you!” When he lets go, he holds Eddie’s face and God he looks so happy. “Baby…you’re getting one of your dream jobs.”
Eddie wraps an arm around his waist and pulls him in close. “So are you, my love. You’re gonna be the best teacher.”
Steve’s face goes all soft and Eddie can’t not kiss him. Fuck anyone here who doesn’t like it. He sighs against Steve’s lips. They still give him butterflies every time. It’s not until after he’s kissed his boyfriend breathless that he realizes they’re alone. Richard must have stormed off as some point and Eddie’s fucking glad for it.
“You want to get out of here, angel?”
“Yeah,” Steve nods. “Take me home.”
Eddie kisses him one more time, how can he not, and leads him back out the door. He couldn’t be more proud to have this man by his side.
It wasn’t that long ago that Steve just wanted him for the night. Now he’s got Eddie forever.
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