@steddiemas Day 17: Accidental Kink Discovery (Smutty Sunday)
Rated: T for suggestive language/flirtatious banter (y'know me, more silly than spice!)
“I hate it!” Eddie spits through gritted teeth.
He shakes his fists to the heavens, which jingle-jangles the bells on the green hat, collar and shirt hem of his costume.
Steve chuckles from his vantage point on the edge of the bed, impossibly charmed by what is a faint tinkling to his own ears as Eddie grumbles at his reflection in the full-length mirror.
He rakes his eyes down the back of his boyfriend’s seething and tense frame. He stops at Eddie’s legs, looking positively gangly in a pair of green tights. Long, too, as they disappear up under a tiny pair of green shorts with a red felt trim and –
Oh, no.
Steve gulps.
“What?” Eddie snaps, whipping around.
He scrunches his nose like he could hiss.
“Nothing!” Steve splutters, folding his arms tight and shrugging as he tries not to think about Eddie in a complementary pair of festive underpants –
Oh, no.
He puffs out a breath, looking anywhere but at Eddie and his scowl.
“I should have never let Joyce talk me into applying for a job at Melvad’s,” Eddie rambles, half-muttering his words, “Why couldn’t you have charmed Keith into giving me some shifts at Family Video? At least I wouldn’t have to dress as a goddamn elf.”
Jingle-jangle.
Steve looks up just as Eddie stomps his foot.
His shoes jingle-jangle too.
“Gah! Fuck!” Eddie curses and freezes on the spot, arms tight by his sides.
“I can’t help it if my work vest is already green,” Steve teases, shrugging innocently, “Besides, Keith currently has you banned for ‘distracting staff’.”
His air quotations only make Eddie bristle. He lifts his right hand, likely to worry with a lock of his hair. But his fingers snag his jester-like collar.
Jingle-jangle.
Eddie splutters away with what Steve can only assume is a series of incoherent expletives as he begins to hop on the spot to wrestle one shoe off and hurl it across the room.
At least that’s what Steve assumes Eddie’s full-body throw is intended to do. But the lightweight shoe only makes it about a foot before it softly falls to the ground.
Eddie shrieks and then dips his head to dry sob into his hands.
“I look so stupid,” he laments, “I don’t want to be an elf.”
He looks up all doe-eyed and Steve can’t help but think how nice his hair looks under the elf hat, his locks sitting in place to perfectly frame his face. Even if Eddie doesn’t want to be an elf, he looks cute as hell as one.
Fuck it. What happens in the bedroom, stays in the bedroom, right?
“Don’t worry,” Steve says, lowering from the bed to the floor, “It’s only for a few days, right?”
“What the hell are you doing!” Eddie recoils, glistening eyes going wide as saucers as Steve begins to crawl on his knees towards him.
Jingle-jangle.
He stops in front of his boyfriend and takes his hand, planting it on his shoulder before he dips down for the remaining shoe.
“Helping you take this off...” he explains, voice light as he wraps his hand delicately around Eddie’s ankle.
“Okay…” Eddie hums, raising a sceptical brow even if he shifts his weight onto Steve’s shoulder to steady himself.
Steve bites his bottom lip, trying not to so much as chuckle as every movement Eddie makes sounds off a series of tinny bell sounds. He removes the green felt shoe and tosses it over his shoulder, still holding Eddie’s ankle before carefully lowering it back to the ground.
He looks up, a smile turning to a smirk as Eddie gulps, his eyes flitting down to where Steve still has his hand wrapped around his ankle, soothing it now from the embarrassment and green.
“Stevie…” Eddie frowns.
Steve runs his hand up his green stockinged leg slowly, pausing only when his fingertips skirt the bottom hem of his tantalising green shorts.
“Oh my god!” Eddie exclaims, clawing at his shoulder, “You like this costume, don’t you?”
“Yeah,” Steve smiles, running his free hand through his hair.
“Not possible,” Eddie insists, shaking his head and chopping a hand through the air before placing it right back on his shoulder.
Jingle-jangle.
“I do,” Steve insists, flicking a bell on the hem of his shirt now.
“Don’t jingle it,” Eddie spits, jaw clenched.
“What if I jingle you…” he begins, tilting his head to the side as he looks him over, “All the way…”
“Gross!” Eddie shrieks, “That is the worst line you have ever…”
He trails off, a visible blush creeping up his neck as Steve allows his hand to breach the hem of those shorts.
“But,” Steve bites, pressing his fingers into Eddie’s skin, “You have to be a good elf, okay?”
He watches as a myriad of emotions run through Eddie’s eyes before he lands on a similar ‘fuck it’ attitude and goes along with it.
“Sure thing, Santa,” Eddie soon coos, dimples dotting his cheeks as he offers a cherubic smile and a two-finger salute.
Jingle-jangle.
“You have been the naughtiest elf in my workshop,” Steve teases, popping the ‘p’ as he reaches around to grab at Eddie’s ass.
Eddie lurches forward, Steve’s face now flush with his scratchy polyester shirt front.
Jingle-jangle.
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Quarantine
Summary: Eddie and Steve are stuck in quarantine together. They try to find ways to deal with it and to pass time.
A/N: I had so much fun writing this. I hope you enjoy it. It's kind of long.
After the destruction of Vecna, things did not get better so quickly in Hawkins. Yes, Eddie survived but only barely, and it was taking longer to clear him of all of the murder charges. The gates were closed, and Hawkins was slowly rebuilding. Meanwhile, he was stuck in quarantine with Steve Harrington, not that Eddie was complaining because as it turns out . . . King Steve had only been a facade. It had been a pleasure to get to know the real Steve. Eddie was finding the whole quarantine situation weird.
"Why don't they have us all quarantined in one place again?" Eddie asked from his spot on the couch.
"Well, they wanted us to be quarantined at the old Hawkins lab, but Hopper fought against that so we're in our houses," Steve explained. "How many times do you need to hear this?"
It's been so long that Eddie had been mostly healed of all of his bat bites. He was now upside down on the couch, watching the same commercial that had just come on. Eddie wanted to throw his shoe at the TV but he figured that would make him a terrible guest.
"I'm bored. . . let's sneak out," Eddie said.
"They're watching us, Eddie," Steve said with a sigh.
"We feel fine. I am feeling no side effects of the Upside Down coming into Hawkins. . . none whatsoever," Eddie said. "We're prisoners. . . their little puppets and I swear, they're going to come in the middle of the night to have their way with us. Well, at least I'll finally lose my virginity."
"Eddie!" Steve snapped.
"What's wrong?" Eddie asked. "Are you having Robin withdrawal? I think I might be having Dustin withdrawal. I miss that kid."
"Yeah, I think I know what you mean," Steve muttered.
Eddie rolled back into a normal position and jumped off the couch.
"Let's play hide and seek!" Eddie exclaimed. "Your house is big enough to hide anywhere."
"How old are you?" he asked.
"I don't know, cut me open and count the rings," Eddie said. "Tag you're it! Close your eyes and count to twenty!"
Steve sighed before closing his eyes. Fuck it, he was bored too. He counted to twenty and opened his eyes. Eddie was nowhere to be found. He stood up and took off his shoes before heading off to find Eddie. This was so stupid, Steve thought. He looked in the kitchen, but he wasn't there. Steve went in through the main room to look at the small room where the sliding glass doors that led out to the pool. He wasn't there either. Steve's father's study was on the other side of the small room, and he walked in to find Eddie, but he wasn't there either. He made his way upstairs when he got an idea.
"Oh, I can't find Eddie anywhere. I guess he really did decide to leave. I guess that means I can finally say what's on my mind," Steve grinned. "James Hetfield sucks!"
"You take that back, Steven James Harrington!" Eddie shrieked.
Steve chuckled. Of course, he was hiding in his room. Steve opened the door to his room and smiled at the sight of his closet door slightly open. He pulled the door opened and found Eddie hiding amongst his clothes.
"I got you!" Steve shrieked.
"Goddamnit! That was a trick, wasn't it?" Eddie pouted and Steve laughed. "Mean."
"Wait, how did you know my middle name?" Steve asked.
"I stole your wallet earlier and peaked at your license," Eddie said and Steve gave him a look. "What? I was bored."
"Alright, cover your eyes, asshole," Steve said. "You're it."
A few turns later and they found themselves on the floor of the guest room that Eddie's been sleeping in. They were bored again.
"Okay, how much time has passed now?" Eddie asked.
"I don't think we even made it to thirty minutes!" Steve exclaimed.
"Fuck!" Eddie exclaimed, rubbing his eyes. "Okay, do you have any ideas?"
"I have books, we could read," Steve shrugged.
"Wait, you have books? Why the fuck didn't you tell me? Have you been hoarding them like some sort of book dragon? Steven James, are you a book dragon?" Eddie asked.
"I would tell you if I were a book dragon," Steve replied.
"Would you though?" Eddie asked and stood up. "Lead me to the books, my liege."
Steve stood up and as he did so, Eddie jumped onto his back.
"Eddie!"
"Onward, noble steed!" Eddie said. "We must find this treasure before sundown!"
He wrapped his legs around Steve and squeezed Steve with his legs. The other man sighed before heading downstairs and towards the basement. It was small, comfortable, and a lot more friendly than the rest of Steve's house. Eddie could tell that this was where the kids hung out whenever they came over. He smiled in amusement when he saw that Steve had hung up their drawings. Eddie jumped off Steve's back and ran towards the bookshelf in the back.
"Yes! You have the Hobbit!" Eddie exclaimed. "Have you read the Hobbit?"
"No," Steve said.
"Oh, boy, you are in for it," Eddie asked, and he pushed him onto the couch. "Sit and watch as I bring it to life."
A couple of hours later, Steve and Eddie woke up from a deep sleep.
"When the hell did we fall asleep?" Eddie asked. "And why are we awake? Steve, how long has it been now?"
"I think it's still the same day," he said and Eddie screamed then he stopped.
"Wait, is it close to dinner time?" Eddie asked.
"Yeah."
"Let's go make dinner!" Eddie exclaimed.
An hour later, they were back in the living room, sprawled out and clutching their stomachs.
"How long has it been now?" Eddie asked. "Is it still the same day?"
"Yes," Steve said.
"Steve, make time go by faster," Eddie said. "I command it."
"Yeah, no," Steve said.
"There's nothing on TV," Eddie said with a sigh. "Steve, have you ever kissed a guy?"
"What? No!" Steve said.
"Have you ever thought about kissing a guy?" He asked.
"Have you ever thought about it?" Steve asked.
"A little. I have kissed a girl and I did like that. Recently, I've always wondered what it would be like to kiss a guy. How different is it?" Eddie said. "I mean, my sexuality is definitely wobbly right now."
"You want to kiss me?" Steve asked with wide eyes.
"You see any other guys around? You whipping off that sweater on the boat and whipping at me definitely sparked something in me, big boy, so yeah, I definitely want to kiss you," Eddie said.
"That did something for you, did it?" Steve said, standing up. "Whipping off my shirt and throwing it at you? Do you like it when my junk hits you in the face?"
"Fuck off," Eddie laughed.
Steve whipped off his shirt and threw it at him. He walked over to Eddie and straddled his lap, hovering just slightly.
"You like this?" Steve asked softly, and Eddie nodded. "Can I kiss you?"
Eddie nodded again. Steve pushed his hair back and cupped his face, brushing his thumb over Eddie's cheekbones. He leaned in, and Eddie met him halfway, closing the gap. A shot of excitement shot through Steve as he tasted Eddie's soft lips, shivered when Eddie's skin met his as he placed his hand on the small of Steve’s back. It shot through Steve and all the way down to his dick. Yeah, Steve definitely liked it. He liked the way Eddie kissed, curious and slowly at first, but then it grew more passionate. Eddie liked it, too. Another jolt shot through him as Eddie tugged him down onto his clothed, hard dick. Eddie broke the kiss, and his hand went to his belt buckle.
"You sparked the fire, Stevie," Eddie said, grinning wickedly. "I'm adding more fuel. May I?"
"Yeah. Yes!"
TWO DAYS LATER. . .
Eddie was lying naked in Steve's bed, watching Steve sleep beside him. Eddie grinned. Poor sweetheart was worn out, and Eddie did that. Eddie traced the moles on his back and leaned down to kiss them.
"Steeevvie," Eddie sang softly.
"Mm, what?" Steve asked.
"So grumpy when you first wake up," Eddie said. "Steve, I'm bored."
Steve groaned and flopped over onto his back.
"Was I not a good enough distraction for you?" Steve said.
Eddie laughed and straddled him.
"You're definitely the best distraction ever, but this house is driving me insane. I need to get out. We have done everything that there is to do in this house, including each other. We're definitely bisexual. We kissed and fucked in every room of this house," Eddie said.
"Not my parents' room," Steve said.
"Yeah, that room scares me. There's some bad juju in there," Eddie said and paused. "Stevie, I want to take you out."
Steve sat up, placing his hands on his hips.
"What are you saying exactly?" Steve asked.
"Well, I don't want to kill you, so I'm asking. . .Steve, do you want to be my boyfriend?" Eddie said.
"Yeah, baby, I want to be your boyfriend," Steve said and flipped him over onto his back.
An hour later, after another round of sex, Eddie was lying on his back and staring at the ceiling while Steve was slowly drifting back off to sleep.
"That's it," Eddie said, throwing off the blankets and slipping out of the bed.
"Where are you going?!" Steve asked.
"To talk to them," Eddie said, storming out of the room.
"Eddie!" Steve yelled, jumping out of the bed. "You're still naked! I thought we decided to that I was the only one allowed to see you like this. . .you know, as your boyfriend! Eddie!"
Eddie walked out of the house and stood on the porch steps. A car was parked out front with two suits sitting inside.
"Hey, assholes!" Eddie yelled.
"Jesus Christ, kid! Put on some clothes and go back inside!" The suit said.
"I shan't put on any clothing until you foul beasts have let us go!" Eddie declared.
"Get the hell back inside!" The suit yelled.
"Are you going to come over here and make me?" Eddie asked. "While you're at it, why don't you get on your knees and suck my - "
The door behind him opened, and Steve pulled him inside. He slammed the door and locked it.
"Are you crazy?" Steve asked.
"That's up for debate. Wayne has threatened to get me tested a couple of times," Eddie said.
"I can't believe I like you," Steve said, smiling.
"Yeah? Do you like it when i get a little crazy?" Eddie grinned as he pressed up against Steve and started kissing his neck. "What else do you like about me?"
"You're sweet and fun. I like the way you keep me on my toes, and you make me so happy that I could scream," Steve said and then said softly, "You make me happy."
"You make me happy too. Honestly, big boy, why the hell did you even bother putting these back on?" Eddie said and pulled down his boxers.
"Again, really? You know, we're out of condoms," Steve said.
"Seriously? Already?" Eddie asked.
"You used the rest of them to start a water balloon fight with the suits yesterday," Steve said. "One of them threatened to shoot you."
"He only said that because I filled one of them with milk," Eddie said.
"Oh my god!"
Steve wondered if it was just a coincidence or if Eddie really did have anything to do with it, but the very next day, they got the call that the quarantine was over. Eddie tried to celebrate with Steve, but they were interrupted by yet another phone call. It was Dustin and Robin. They were coming over. Eddie couldn't be mad. He missed both of them. Plus, it was really cute how excited Steve was at the prospect of seeing them. Eddie and Steve swarmed them when they walked through the door, hugging them tightly.
"So, how did you guys hold up in quarantine?" Dustin asked.
"Oh, we did very well," Eddie said and shared a look with Steve, giving him a nod.
"Robin, let's go to the bathroom and talk," Steve said.
"Okay, but why the bathroom?" She asked as she walked off with him. "Steve. . .why the bathroom? Steve? . . . Oh my God!"
"Really? You couldn't have waited until we got to the bathroom to figure it out?" Steve pouted. "I was doing a thing."
"OH MY GOD!" Robin exclaimed.
"Okay. Yes, get it out," Steve rolled his eyes.
"OH. MY. GOD!"
Dustin looked over Eddie's shoulder, frowning when he saw Robin hugging Steve tightly.
"What do you think they're talking about over there?" Dustin asked.
"Oh, he's probably telling Robin that I'm fucking him," Eddie said casually.
Dustin had the misfortune to be drinking something when Eddie said that. He choked and coughed, staring at Eddie with wide eyes.
"Are you serious?"
"Yep!"
"Oh my God! I thought that you two would become best friends when I planned this, but you two becoming more is better than I could have imagined," Dustin laughed.
"What?!" Eddie asked, staring him down.
"Okay, so, uh funny story, I faked the quarantine," Dustin said.
"You faked the quarantine?!" Eddie exclaimed. "How?! Why?"
"Well, after Vecna, you and Steve seemed to be distancing each other, so I really wanted you guys to hang out, so I faked the quarantine," Dustin laughed nervously. "Also, you've been cleared of all charges."
"What?! Okay. How did you manage to keep that from me?" Eddie asked.
"I told Hop and everyone that I would tell you, but then I didn't," Dustin said sheepishly.
"Did I just hear correctly?" Steve asked, coming up behind Eddie. "You faked the quarantine?"
Eddie grabbed the hat off his head and started to hit him with it. He grabbed him roughly, kissed the top of his head, and put his hat back.
"You're lucky that everything worked out, you meddling little shit," Eddie said.
"Wait, who were the suits?" Steve asked.
"Oh, yeah, I paid Murray and Dimitri with my compensation money," Dustin said. "Murray shaved his beard and wore a wig."
"Oh, my God!" Eddie said in realization. "I bombed a Russian with water filled condoms."
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