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bleedingoptimism · 1 year ago
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It’s kind of fucked up, the situation Eddie finds himself in. Because he’s obsessed with a camboy, but he’s also kind of obsessed with his friend Steve.
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steddie-fanfic-recs · 11 months ago
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Sneaky Link
by morningberries
Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Gareth (Stranger Things), Chrissy Cunningham, Jason Carver, The Party (Stranger Things) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University, Sex Work, OnlyFans, Sex Worker Steve Harrington, steve harrington has nipple piercings, Gay Eddie Munson, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Virgin Eddie Munson, Masturbation, Porn Watching, Sexting, Steve Harrington Has a Big Dick, Inexperienced Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington Friendship, Robin Buckley & Eddie Munson Friendship, Enemies to Lovers, background ronance, Nudes, Come play, Come as Lube, Wet & Messy, moodboard, Cum Slut Eddie Munson, POV Eddie Munson, Top Eddie Munson, Bottom Steve Harrington, they’re switches bitches, Top Steve Harrington, Bottom Eddie Munson, Slow Burn, Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, Getting Together, First Time, Porn With Plot, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Play, Mutual Pining, Switching, Miscommunication, Mistaken Identity, Coming Out, Multiple Orgasms, Ass to Mouth, Rimming, Light Angst, Friends to Lovers, Hand Jobs, Frottage, Feminization, Public Hand Jobs, Fluff, POV Multiple, Only for one chapter tho, Religious Conflict, (aka canon typical Jason), Eventual Relationships, Everyone is gay (because I say so), Sex Toys, Moving In Together, Happy Ending, Complete Words: 151,777 Chapters: 20/20
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HailToTheKing: tell me what you look like ELMst01: tall, pale af, few tats here and there Steve lifts his eyes from his phone. He must be wondering why Eddie is smiling like a fucking idiot. Eddie pretends not to notice Steve sizing him up from head to foot. Judging bastard. HailToTheKing: sounds hot HailToTheKing: just my type OR The only thing worse than Steve Harrington, is the fact that Eddie got paired with him for his college assignment. At least the sexy guy he subscribes to on OnlyFans is a good distraction to keep Eddie's mind away from Steve, and the annoying crush he hates that he's starting to develop on his project partner.
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navybrat817 · 2 years ago
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Prelude to a Kiss
Pairings: Camboy!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Camboy!Steve Rogers x Female Reader, Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes x Female Reader x Steve Rogers Summary: A chance encounter with two handsome men at a bookstore brings some much needed excitement to your normal routine. Word Count: Over 2.3k Warnings: F/lirting, slight insecurity if you squint, slight feels (it's me), pet name, Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers being both gentlemen and menaces (they're warnings, okay?). A/N: Welcome to my Showtime AU! Excited to share my first "actual" Stucky x Reader AU and for our reader to come into her own. ❤️ Beta read by the wonderful @whisperlullaby ​, but any and all mistakes are my own. Thanks to @sgt-seabass, @rookthorne, and @targaryenvampireslayer for letting me scream about this introduction. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!
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It was a normal afternoon when you went into the bookstore, the familiar quiet greeting you as the door shut. You ventured into the shop every couple of weeks to find new books to read. The man behind the desk didn't bother to lift his head long enough from his phone to greet you. You would think after your first few visits he'd at least offer you a smile or suggestion, but he never did. You were used to guys not giving you much attention.
Too ordinary to stand out, I guess.
No, you wouldn't think of yourself that way. Just because most guys tended to gravitate toward your friends instead of you didn't mean anything was wrong with you. The right person would come along and take notice.
"I am a catch," you whispered to yourself as you walked through the shelves.
And a bit lonely.
Your phone dinged before you could dwell on that thought, smiling as your best friend's name popped up. It faded quickly when you read her message. The two of you had a dinner date, but the new guy she was seeing had tickets to some show. You understood. You really did.
Except you were the friend who always seemed to get ditched when a guy came along.
"Have fun!" you sent back. "We'll catch up later."
At least you could get a jump start on a new book and curl up on the couch for the evening. Like you did most nights. Lather, rinse, repeat. When did your life become so monotonous?
"Romance it is," you mumbled as you reached for a blue book on the shelf.
You turned it over to read the blurb on the back, a small smile on your face as you walked down the aisle. From the simpering heroines to feisty protagonists, you enjoyed immersing yourself in the emotions that poured from the pages as the heroes fought to get their girls. Confident, broody, flirty, alluring, you loved them all and wondered if such men you read about existed.
"Oh!"
For a second, you thought you walked into one of the shelves before you realized you bumped into a person. A very large person who didn't budge, even as a couple of books fell to the ground. You dropped to the floor immediately to retrieve them. Why hadn't you been paying attention?
"Oh, my god. I'm so sorry," you said as the guy crouched down to help.
"Nothing to be sorry about," he said, his velvety voice making you lift your head.
In front of you was one of the most handsome men you had ever seen. Long, brown hair, close to his shoulders, framed his face and your mouth went dry as you found yourself staring into his bright blue eyes. You couldn't help but notice the smile on his face as he offered you his hand and effortlessly pulled you to your feet, your cheeks hot as he steadied you. He took up more than half the aisle with his muscular frame and you knew then that a god existed among men.
Like he stepped right out of one of these novels.
"I-I'm sorry," you said again, your gaze going to his hands as he fixed the stack of books he was carrying. "I should've been paying attention to where I was going."
"It's okay," he smiled, looking you up and down with a slow and steady gaze. "You can bump into me again if you want. I don't mind."
You nearly dropped the book in your own hand as you stepped back, his smile shifting to a smirk. If you didn't know any better, you'd think he was flirting with you. That couldn't be the case though.
"Oh, you are fucking adorable," he said in a low voice, quickly looking behind him. "Stevie, get over here. Found something special."
"What did you find?" The deep timbre that rang out made your knees weak.
You let out a shaky breath when an Adonis walked around the corner. Just as large as the brunette, but with shorter blonde hair, a smile didn't reach his brilliant blue eyes as he strode over. Instead of light scruff like the man you bumped into, he donned a trimmed beard. He had to shift just to fit beside his friend and you nearly shrank under his gaze. You tried not to openly gape, not knowing which one of them to concentrate on.
So, two gods among men. Like something out of a wet dream. Do I look at the veins in their arms? Do I stare at their chests? How do they even fit in their shirts? Did they purposely choose something that matched their eyes?
The brunette smirked again and gave a single nod toward you. "This precious gem here bumped into me."
You nearly melted to the floor as heat rushed to your face again. The pet name had your head spinning. Or maybe it was the intoxicating scent of their cologne. "It was an accident and I apologized."
The blonde softly smiled at that, but his eyes held a spark of mischief. "I'm sure it was, but I know Buck is not sorry that you bumped into him."
"Not sorry at all," he confirmed.
You shifted your weight and wondered if the bookstore was always so hot or if it was just them. Your skin heated up more under your clothes and your heart beat faster under their attention. Part of you wished you had a bottle of water to dump over your head and cool off. You didn't even want to think about being sandwiched between them because your legs would likely give out.
"Buck and Stevie?" you asked.
"That's what we call each other. I'm Bucky and that's Steve," the brunette smiled, nodding to the blonde. "Can call us Sarge and Cap if you want."
You couldn't put your finger on it, but something about them seemed familiar. Like you had either seen them somewhere or heard of them in passing, but that couldn't be the case. No, you would have remembered them.
Men like them were unforgettable.
"It's nice to meet you," Steve said, giving you an expectant look.
You told them your name after a second and you hoped you didn't look weird when you blinked a few times. You were trying to make sure you were awake and not dreaming. Because who bumped into two gorgeous men like this in a bookstore? That wasn't your life.
Except, today, it was.
“I really should have been looking where I was going. I mean, you're not hard to miss," you said, doing your best not to ogle at Bucky. "Neither of you are. I mean that in a good way."
"You aren't hard to miss either. I also mean that in a good way," Bucky smiled.
"I agree," Steve said, his eyes sweeping over you before you glanced at yourself.
You wondered what they saw exactly. It wasn't that you looked bad. You always left your place with confidence in your appearance. You just weren't used to most guys looking anymore.
Or maybe, just maybe, some are and I'm the one who isn't paying attention.
Bucky gently pried the book from your hand, his fingers lingering against yours. "And I'd like to pay for that."
"Oh, no. You don't have to," you argued as he added the book to his pile.
You noticed then that he held a couple of science books while Steve had novels on art. It intrigued you as both were fascinating subjects in their own way. You had a feeling both of them were the same way: captivating, wondrous, and deep.
"I want to."
"A gentleman would ask to get her a drink, too," Steve teased.
"I don't know if I'm a gentleman," Bucky mused as he looked at you. "But I would also like you to have a drink with us. Then I'll accept your apology."
What would the sassy heroine say in this situation?
"I-" you almost sputtered.
Not that.
"Now you're just being mean, Buck. It was an accident and she apologized," Steve chastised, but he smiled at you.
"I'm not," Bucky swore, clutching his chest with one hand. "Hurts right here where you bumped me. A drink with you would make us both feel all better."
Steve regarded you carefully. "Unless you have a boyfriend you need to get back to. Or girlfriend."
You couldn't help licking your lips, not knowing just how enticing the gesture was. It was dizzying to be on the receiving end of their stares again, yet you couldn't tear your eyes away as you looked between them. Was it wrong to enjoy the attention these strangers were giving you?
"No, I'm not seeing anyone," you said.
And no rings on their fingers, but no way can they be single.
Instead of turning to walk the other way, Bucky moved forward and bent his head. "Lucky us," he whispered against your ear before he brushed past you. "Mmm. You smell sweet. Like flowers," he added over his shoulder.
You bit back a whine before Steve gave you an assuring smile. You admitted to yourself earlier that you were lonely. Had you sent out some sort of vibe to the universe to get them to talk to you? Or did you manifest them into existence?
"I hope we aren't making you uncomfortable. Buck can come on a little strong when he sees something he wants," Steve said as he gently put a hand on your back to guide you. "Though I can't say I blame him in this case."
“No, it’s okay. He seems nice," you said, smiling to yourself at the compliment. "Even if he needs a drink to accept an apology.”
Steve's chuckle had you shivering as you made your way to the front of the store. "A drink he plans to pay for along with your book," he said, adding his small stack to the pile on the desk.
Standing behind them was a mistake as your gaze went right to their asses. You wondered if your friends would believe you if you told them about the two perfect specimens who could be models if they wanted to. Maybe they were since you had no clue what they did.
Stop staring. Don't think about grabbing their asses. Did they paint their jeans on? God, I need to get laid.
As if Bucky knew you were looking, he glanced over his shoulder and winked. You averted your gaze after that. He was clearly the more playful of the two, but something in his eyes told you he was a man you should take seriously. And Steve? You didn't ever want to be on the receiving end of upsetting or disappointing him.
Not like I'll ever find out. They're not actually taking me for a drink. They'll go their way and I'll go mine.
Bucky thanked the cashier before he turned and handed you your book with a card on top. "Stevie and I are gonna grab a drink at The Howling Commandos in a half hour if you wanna join us. It's just around the corner," he explained as you moved away from the counter. "If not, there are our numbers if you ever wanna chat. Just spare me the heartache and wait 'til we leave before you throw it out."
You curiously ran a finger over the card. It had both Bucky and Steve's names on them, but no business listed. It intrigued you even more now.
Who are you two?
"Thank you for buying my book. You really didn't have to do that," you said, touched that he was kind enough to do that. "And I'm not going to throw your card out."
No one in their right mind would do something like that.
"Thank you. I would've had to listen to him whine all night," Steve said, nudging his friend.
"Not all night. Most of it," Bucky teased. "And it was nothing. Does that mean you'll join us for a drink?" he added, his tone casual, but his gaze hopeful.
I would let you both devour me and I wouldn't object.
"You're really asking me?"
"Yeah, we are," Steve answered, his gaze almost as soft as Bucky's.
You wondered if it was a good idea. As charming as they were, you didn't know them. They didn't give you bad vibes though or the impression that they were playing a prank. Your gut told you to take a chance. Because your couch and books would always be there, but how many opportunities like this would you get?
Maybe they see that I'm a catch. And if it's just a drink and nothing more, it's nice to make new friends.
"I'll join you," you replied, your heart racing when they both smiled. It gave you the boost of confidence to flirt back a little. "If only to spare your feelings."
Both of their eyebrows shot up when you giggled and you took great pleasure in them laughing with you, like the three of you were sharing a private joke.
"Careful, little gem," Bucky smiled as he held the door open for you. "You might just make us fall in love."
"Might?" Steve smiled as they headed out, too. "Oh, I'm looking forward to it."
You managed not to stumble onto the sidewalk at their words. They were just being charming. It had to be. God, they were lethal.
How am I going to survive having drinks with them if they keep flirting like that?
"See you in thirty minutes," you said as you regained your composure.
"Don't be late."
"Otherwise Steve will have to punish you," Bucky winked before they turned and walked away, leaving you awestruck where you stood.
Welp. There go my panties.
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So, how long before it takes them to ruin you? And how long before you find out what they do for a living? Hehe. Love and thanks for reading! 💙
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justmeinadaze · 9 months ago
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Children of the Night Part 8 (Steddie X You)
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Warnings: Daddy Vampire Eddie/ Switch Vampire Steve & Sub Fem Human Reader, SMUT, brief smacking, handcuffing, pegging :), biting, blood (vampires so yeah), dirty talk, etc. FLUFF, they love each other <3,
ANGST, Steve struggles with his need to talk control and Eddie fears that may have disastrous consequences. Their childhoods are touched on very briefly, negative talk about how Steve's dad can't accept his sons sexuality (very brief) and some conversation about what happened in S4, cliffhanger ending... *evil laughs*
Word Count: 6090
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“Fuck, that’s it, baby.”, you groan as you grind your hips against Steve’s tongue while his hands dug into your thighs as you rode his face. Eddie smirked from his place between his boyfriend’s legs that he was currently holding apart as he thrust roughly into him. 
It had been a few months since Eddie had turned Steve and the new vampire was doing much better than he was before. He felt more confident in his ability to feed without fear of fully draining and both men had been able to get a better hold over their emotions. 
You sold your house and moved in with them, finding that after everything that happened it was better for you three to be closer to each other. You had also taken over Steve’s responsibilities such as making sure there was enough blood in the fridge just in case and keeping track of their health to make sure they were alright. 
You genuinely didn’t mind doing it and they made up for it after they woke up; taking you on dates, spoiling you, and then fucking you till your eyes rolled. They got back to being consistent with streaming and you had become a prominent member as they fed from you. 
Grabbing Eddie’s jaw, you brought his lips to yours as your body shuttered and the coil snapped. The metalhead having already fed from you knew it was time for Steve to have his meal and as if they could read reach others minds as soon as Eddie pulled out, the other vampire pushed you off him, and wrapped his arm around your waist, placing you underneath him. 
As soon as he guided his cock into your cunt, Eddie did the same with his partner’s entrance again making Steve grumble low in his chest with pleasure before his fangs attached to your throat. Your fingers tangled in his hair as your eyes rolled back.
“Oh my…God. Y-Yes, Renfield. Take what you need.”
His hips pump at a fast pace, thrusting himself deep into your core while pushing back hard against the other vampire whose eyes never left your face; making sure Steve didn’t take too much. Licking his fingertips, Eddie reached underneath him to rub fast circles into your clit causing you to cry out at the feeling. 
Right as you came, Steve pulled up his head without prompting, his hair blocking his eyes and his lips covered in blood.
“Good boy. Cum for Daddy, baby.”, Eddie whispered encouragingly in the boy’s ear.
An audible grunt left his lips as he warmed your insides and collapsed on top of you. 
“F-Fuck. That was so fucking good. Are…are you ok, honey?”, he panted as his palm cupped your cheek. When you nod, he grins as he licks his thumb and heals the bite mark he left. “I think Dracula’s leaving the cameras on this time while we do some after care, ok?”
“Ok, baby.”
The man himself suddenly appeared next to you with some water and juice, popping the latter open and guiding it to your lips after Steve helps you sit up. 
“There we go, good girl. You have to drink all this, alright? Do you want a bath tonight or do you want me to try the washcloth?”
“Washcloth, please, Daddy.”
“Ok, princess. What about you, Renfield? How are you feeling?”
“I’m alright, baby, thank you.” 
You beam up at them with heavy eyes as they kiss softly before Eddie disappears again. 
Tenderly, your lips kiss Steve’s shoulder and trails down his arms to his hands. 
“I love you, Renfield. I love you so much.”, you hiccup as the clingy side takes over and you nuzzle your face into his cool skin. 
His palm cups your cheek and brings your lips to his before moving up to your forehead.
“I love you to, Mina…so beautiful, honey.”
“Ay, children.”, Eddie playfully scolds as he swishes his hand back and forth between you two. “So greedy, I swear.”
While cleaning between your legs, the long-haired vampire notices Steve’s kisses becoming a bit more passionate as he licked and sucked on your neck with his lips making your brain start to go even fuzzier. 
“Renfield.”
You heard it in his tone. When Steve stepped over the submissive line and disobeyed he wanted to scold him properly so it sunk in but he couldn’t with the cameras on which he knew his partner was aware of. While he had gotten better at controlling his emotions, the urges while or after being intimate were even harder to rein in and Eddie found himself punishing Steve more and more. Neither boy minded but the metalhead was beginning to find repeating himself tiresome. 
“Hey, little boy. I didn’t give you permission to do that.”
Standing to his full height, he grabbed his boyfriend’s chin forcing him off you but when Steve’s black eyes glared his way, he growled low in his throat. Wind blew around you as Eddie turned off the camera and angrily tossed the rag in his hand against the wall. 
“How many times are we going to do this, Steven? I thought you wanted me to be in control?!”
“I do! I do.”, he insists as he blinks and tries to get to his feet but his partner pushes him back on to the mattress. 
“Sit down.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy. I really am.”, he pleads. “I just…there’s something about her… I can’t…” Steve feels himself go into a slight trance again as he presses his nose to your cheek and inhales your scent. At the action, his large hand glides up your skin between your thighs as your eyes roll closed and you groan. “I can’t help it. I want to fuck her till neither of us can move.”
His last sentence comes out deep and seductive in his vampire voice causing Eddie to blink as he thinks to himself. 
“Stop. No. Leave her be tonight. She needs to refuel and rest.”
Grunting in frustration, he begrudgingly moves away from you and guides you backward under the covers, smiling when you immediately fall asleep.
The other vampire’s chocolate eyes constantly scanned over you both as you slept. It wasn’t just a dynamic thing or him being annoyed sexually that Steve wasn’t listening. Eddie understands what it was like to allow the vampire to take over when it came to you both but, unfortunately when it came to the man he loved, Steve had come the closest the most times to accidently killing you by fully draining you. 
There had to be a way to get him to listen and be more careful. 
That afternoon when you woke up, you found a note with your name on the end table on top of some cash. 
“Baby girl, 
Can you do me a favor and buy these items here for me? I’d do it myself but I don’t want Steve to know what I’m up to and walking into that store is going to rile me up so he’ll feel that and ask questions so I want to do this while he’s asleep.
If you don’t feel comfortable, I understand. Just burn this note and we can come up with another plan later tonight. I love you, sweetheart.
Things we need…”
Your eyebrows raise as you read the list. 
What IS he up to?
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“Good morning, my love.”, Eddie greets as soon as Steve opens his eyes. “How are you feeling? Hungry?”
“Um, no. I’m still pretty full from last night. What are you up to?”
“Nothing. I just thought the three of us could play tonight without the camera.”
“Is Y/N ok with that? She’s not sore?”
“I’m alright, baby, thank you.”, you giggle in a sweet voice as you come around the corner. 
The vampire’s jaw drops when he sees you draped in a simple white lace nightie with matching panties underneath. Your nipples peaked through the material but your hair attempted to block his view as it fell around your shoulders. You looked so innocent…
He wanted to ruin you.
“Oh, do you like my gift I got her, Stevie?”
“Yes, Daddy. Fuck she looks so good.”
“Have a seat, baby.” Eddie gestures to a chair he had placed by the bed, beaming sweetly when the vampire listens. “Good boy. Look at you. Listening to Daddy so well tonight. You must really want her.” 
Steve aggressively nods as you stand behind him and run your palms along his bare shoulders down his arms. 
“Hm. But you were misbehaving last night. Weren’t you, little boy?”
The sound of clicking startles the pretty vampire as you handcuff his wrists behind the chair just as Eddie had instructed before he woke up. 
“Weren’t you?”
“Please, Daddy. I’m sorry.”
“Yet you keep disobeying. You’ve gotten better about stopping yourself when it comes to not draining to much but you get so worked up so easily. Even when Daddy tells you no, you give me attitude and sometimes do it anyway.”
“I’m—”
“I know. You’re sorry.”
Taking a seat on the bed, you watch as the metalhead quickly maneuvers around the room, pushing the chair against the wall and chaining the boy so he could barely move.
“Eddie, what the fuck!?”
Steve grunts when the vampire smacks his cheek and grips his jaw. 
“I trust you when you say you’re sorry but I need it to fully sink in. When I tell you to stop or do something you do it especially when it comes to her.”
“Are you fucking kidding me!?”
Releasing his hold, Eddie sits beside you and gently rubs your thigh. 
“Now because Y/N has been a good girl, I’m going to reward her.”, he coos as he pushes some of your hair behind your ear. “I’m going to let her fuck Daddy.” Your eye lids flutter at his words and his hand effortlessly slides between your thighs to the crotchless panties, his fingers running between your folds. 
“You like that idea, princess?”
“Please, Daddy.”
As your lips mingled with his, you both listened as Steve tried to use his strength to break free but failed. 
“This isn’t fucking fair! I kept you in control for two years, Edward!” The long-haired boy growls low at his words and you try to calm him by caressing his cheek. 
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
“He needs to learn, baby. I don’t know what else to do.”
“Fuck you both! You’re a part of this to, Y/N?! FUCK! After everything I put up with when it came to you losing control, Eddie. All the fucking deaths I helped you clean up and the times I even saved your fucking life, Y/N!”
The vampire in front of you swished away from you and grabbed his boyfriend’s throat. 
“SO THAT MAKES IT OK FOR YOU TO LOSE CONTROL!? FOR YOU TO ALMOST KILL THE WOMAN WE LOVE?! Because I fucked up!?”, Eddie shouted in a deep voice as they glared at each other with black eyes. 
“Steve…if you want to stop we can stop. Just say the word.”, you coo gently as you slowly walk towards them. “Eddie, baby, let him go till he tells us.”
When he didn’t move, your hand reached out to grab his wrist as you tenderly kissed his cheek. After a few seconds, he did what you asked. Steve’s dark eyes scanned over you both and the scene in front of him. He wondered if you realized how innocent you genuinely seemed right now; an angel trying to manage two devils. 
He wanted you to feel safe with them and even he knew sometimes his neediness was hard to control when the vampire took over. That first night he had almost killed you and it frightened them both. He never wanted to feel that again and he definitely didn’t want that for his partner. 
“I’m ok.”, he mumbled.
Eddie stepped towards him with the intention of making him speak up but you cut him off, placing your soft hand on his chin, and gently kissed his lips. 
“Are you sure, baby?”
“Yes, ma’am, I’m sure.”
“Ok. Good boy. If you change your mind just let Daddy or me know.”
“Yes ma’am.”
When you turned to face the metalhead again, you were met with kisses as he cupped your face. 
“We don’t deserve you.”, he whispers as his thumbs run along your skin. 
“No, we don’t.”, Steve agrees.
Eddie carried you to the bed, his soft kisses becoming more passionate as you both grinded against each other.  
“Are you ready, sweetheart?”
“Y-Yeah, I’m…I’m a little nervous.”
Your eyes rolled as he open mouth kissed your neck, his tongue caressing your skin as you both groaned. 
“I know, pretty girl. I can feel it but—fuck—do you feel how hard you’re making me?”
“Fuck, Daddy. C-Can I…is it ok if I…?”
Glancing towards Steve, he noticed the dent in his pajama bottoms as he felt the energy rise between the two beings loved. Nodding, Eddie rolled out of your way and got up to place himself behind his partner. 
“Crawl for us, baby.”
Giggling, you did what he wanted, sinking to your hands and knees to make your way towards them. Steve whimpered at the sight as the other vampire ran his hands along his chest. 
“I’ll make you a deal. If you behave through this, I’ll allow her to suck your cock so you can cum down her throat.”
“Yes, baby, please.”
Eddie grinned as you perched your elbows on his thighs between his legs and tenderly kissed his tummy. Your breasts behind the silky material perfectly rubbed against him making him pant against the other boy’s cheek before his stomach was suddenly cut and you began to drink his blood. 
Steve tugged on his restraints as his head fell back, moaning loudly you sucked his wound. 
“Oh…my…FUCK! That feels so fucking good.”
“I know, baby. I know. I bet you want to fuck her till little one can barely walk, huh? Oh, to bad you can’t seem to listen to Daddy.”
“I’ll listen! I’ll listen…please, Daddy. I promise.”
“I know you will. Come on, beautiful. Time for your reward.”
Your body swayed as Eddie reached for your bicep and guided you to your feet. Sitting on the edge of the mattress, he dug through the bag you brought out and untangled the strap on from the tissue paper the shop at used as an extra layer of hidden production. 
When his eyes meet yours, you can’t help but giggle at the innocence behind them as you lean down to peck his lips, taking the toy from his hand, and sliding it up like underwear. Taking his hand in yours, you place his fingers between your legs. 
“Feel that? When you click the button on the remote, it will vibrate. The harder I pump the harder it presses against me.”
“Fuck me, sweetheart. You are so perfect.”, he whines his hand grabs the back of your neck forcing your mouth to his. “Come here, baby.”
As he starts to position you over his face, you stop him. 
“Wait, Daddy. Since you’re letting me take over a bit… can we try it the other way?”
“Um, Jesus, yeah. You’ll tell me if I’m too heavy?”
“Yes, I promise.”
After laying you flat on your back, Eddie takes off his boxers and straddles his knees on either side of your head, being careful to not hit you by accident or pull any of your hair. Trying to comfort him, you run your hands along his thighs and a small groan leaves his lip. 
Pressing the little button on the remote, the vibration comes to life between your legs and you moan his title as he tilts forward to wrap his mouth around the end of silicone. The lower his head went the harder the garment pressed against your clit causing you to moan around his cock as his tip hit the back of your throat driving the vampire crazy. 
“Fuck, Y/N! That feels so good.”
Static and need run through your body as you felt Steve get more turned on by what he was witnessing. Thrusting upwards, you groan as you listen to Eddie gag and find a steady rhythm as you search for a release. Making sure to keep your mouth full of him, you kept his cock warm between your cheeks as your eyes rolled and the coil snapped. 
Your moans around his length had him grunting loudly as he tried to control himself from coming as well. You both weren’t even close to being done and he wanted to savor the moment. 
Carefully, Eddie bounced away from you towards the bedside table to grab the lubrication as you turn to glance towards the other vampire whose eyes were now black with desire as the vampire was starting to take over. You could hear his low growl as he tried to maintain control, his arms and hands tugging against the chains around him. 
Quietly, you wiped the drool from your mouth and stroked it along the toy, groaning lightly as it pushed back against you.
“I love you, Steve. Come back to us, baby.”
“Love…you…”, he strained a reply as his eyes squeezed shut. “Sorry…”
“Don’t be sorry.” A tap on your shoulder causes you to turn as Eddie hands you the bottle. “Why does his speech break like that? Yours doesn’t.”
“He’s hungry and still new… The more he learns to control it, the quicker that will go away.”
“He needs to eat?”
“No, hey, focus. He’s ok. I can give him a blood pack after.”
“Not hungry…for…food…”, the other vampire huffs. “Want…you…”
Eddie’s head tilted at his partners comment as he whispered in your direction. “Can you feel that?” You nod as your breathing picks up the same way it does right before you orgasm. “Can you tap into it? Show me what you’re feeling from him?”
Closing your eyes, you do what he asks and try to focus on what was running through Steve at the moment. You could absolutely feel the want for you both but for Eddie it was a combination of anger and intense desire. He wanted to prove that he could be in control and still take care of him. It was like an internal battle within himself where Steve still wanted Daddy but the vampire wanted to BE Daddy.
When your eyes opened again, he smirked your way and you mirrored him as you turned to focus on Eddie, grabbing his shoulders and pushing him back against the pillows as you took your place between his legs. 
“Lay back, Daddy. I can take care of you.” His chocolate eyes watched you carefully as you poured some of the lube in your palm and mewled when you firmly massaged his entrance with your fingers. “That’s it, honey, fuck you’re tight.”
His cock twitched at your words as he reached down to lazily pump himself as he waited. As you slowly began guiding the silicone into him, his breath caught in his chest as his back arched. 
“Fuck, baby.”
Gripping his thighs for leverage, you made subtle thrusting motions with your hips as the vibration between your legs pressed harder against your clit. 
“Daddy takes it so well. There you go… sucking me in like a good boy.”
Where Eddie could normally feel you both, something primal was blocking the notion. He loved the way you were talking to him but he needed to make sure you still understand he was in charge. Is this what Steve was struggling with? Did he not need Daddy anymore?
As you picked up your pace, the boy beneath you exposed his neck a bit more and you literally felt your mouth salivate. You wanted nothing more than to kiss it and run your tongue along that vein on the side. 
It looked so…delicious…
“FUCK!”
You’re not sure when you did it but suddenly your human teeth were biting so hard into Eddie’s throat that blood was now draining past your lips. The notion was so strong and he tasted so good, even more so when his fingers tangled in your hair and held you closer to him as he grunted in pleasure. 
You didn’t see it but his eyes darkened and you abruptly stopped moving as he yanked you back roughly. 
“Who told you to stop fucking me?”, he growled in a deep voice that had you exhaling heavily. His palm grabbed your neck and a grumble of warning caused you to start thrusting into him against. “Never…NEVER forget, little girl, I’m Daddy. You think you’re in charge right now but that’s an illusion. I’M always in control. Do I make myself clear?”
Your eyes blinked and softened as you nodded. 
“I’m sorry, Daddy. I-I-I don’t know…”
“It’s ok, baby. You got this. Fuck me harder, sweetheart. Please.”
Your gaze never left his as you did what he asked, pumping into him so hard the bed began to shake until you screamed and fell against his chest. His arms wrapped tightly around you as he moaned into your ear and you felt his seed hit your belly between you. 
“Eddie, I’m…I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you?”
“Shhhh…it’s ok. I’m ok. See? All healed.”, he coos as he shows you his neck that you tenderly kiss. “Do you think you can wait a few more minutes before I give you a bath?”
“Yeah, of course.”
Carefully, you pull out of him and lay there patiently as he helps you remove the device, tossing it on the floor. Rising to his feet, he grabbed the computer chair and wheeled it directly in front of his partner as he took a seat.
“Do you want to start being in control?”
“No…I don’t…”
Eddie doesn’t say a word as he watches you stand and walk towards Steve, kneeling as you move around to free him. With his hands still bound behind his back, however, you help him out of his seat and walk him towards the metalhead. 
Without prompting, he straddles his lap facing him as his head hangs. Both vampires exhale as Eddie takes hold of his chin, tilting his eyes to meet his own. 
“Talk to me.”
“It’s hard…”
“I mean…yeah, but after what you just saw I’m not surprised.”
You smile as Steve breathily laughs, shaking his head. 
“You’re so fucking stupid.”
“You love it.”
“I do.”, he sighs before leaning his forehead against his own. “The feelings are so strong, Ed. The vampire wants to take over so bad. He wants to hold you down and have you kneeling at MY feet. He wants to shove his cock down your throat and hear you choke.” Eddie’s eyes lids fluttered as he tried to keep his facial features from showing anything. 
Placing his palm on Steve’s lower back, he guided him to grind his hips against his thigh.
“He wants to fuck you both till the fucking mattress breaks… He’s—mmm—hungry for you and blood. I just want to hold you both and have you do those things to me like we always do but it’s primal, honey.”
Helping him to move faster, Eddie leans up to kiss his lips and Steve groans against them as he nears his release. 
“Steve Harrington, I love YOU. If you want to try switching it up I’m fine with that. What I can’t allow is for you to hurt her. Y/N is a strong woman but she’s still fragile. She doesn’t heal like we do. That part of the vampire you and I BOTH need to do better with.”
The man’s body trembles as he cums, his pants dampening against Eddie’s skin. 
“It’s only with her, baby.”, he whispers as he pants against his mouth. “…and you. Do…Do you still crave me?”
“Fuck, Steve.”, he chuckles. “That fucking word choice turns me on. Yeah I do, sweetheart, but… I didn’t figure it would give me any kind of sustenance like her blood.”
“Try it.”, you encourage. “Maybe just offer him your wrist.”
Doing as he suggest, he offers him his arm and the other vampire hesitates before biting into his flesh. Eddie flinches for a moment but the pain is soon replaced with pure ecstasy as his eyes roll back. The sound of metal clanking to the ground fills the room as Steve broke the cuffs apart, grabbing his boyfriend and falling hard to the floor. 
You had no idea what was happening but you didn’t want to ruin it if it was something that could help them. Sinking to your knees, you crawled slowly to them, watching as the pretty boy man handled the other vampire onto his hands and knees, pulled down his pants enough to free his cock, and slid it into the man beneath him. 
At a brutal pace, Steve trust into him as they both grunted and growled. Eddie’s hair blocked his face as his head hung but as you laid on your back beside them and tried to move it, his hand reached out to catch it, stopping you and pinning it to the floor. 
Gripping his long mane, Steve yanked his back to his stomach and it was then you noticed their eyes were black; the vampires were in charge. Eddie bit into the arm across his chest making the other boy mewl as the echo of skin slapping filled the room. 
They came at the same time, Steve slamming his release hard inside of him until he fully emptied with Eddie spilling on the floor. Their lips mingled together as their tongues licked any remnants of blood that lingered around their chin. 
“H-How did it feel?”, you squeaked.
Both sets of dark eyes met yours before gliding down the white lace that clung to your sticky, sweaty body. Eddie’s blood stuck to the fabric drawing their attention to your breasts as your nipples poked through the garment. An intense feeling washed over you and your breathing picked up as they let each other go, crawling your way like a lion on the hunt. 
“Hungry.”
They dived at you at the same time as both men took control.
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Thirteen-year-old Eddie wanders around Hawkins desperately searching for something, ANYTHING, to clear his mind. His dad had called Wayne from jail asking for money again.
“No, Allen! And even if I did have any extra funds I wouldn’t give them to you because that would go towards your son. You remember him, don’t ya?”
No, he doesn’t. His dad forgot about him long after he went in and he’d be lying if he said it didn’t hurt him.
Walking past a music store, he finds something that grabs his attention; a guitar hanging in a music store window. 
“Hey, sweetheart. You are perfect, aren’t you?”, he thinks to himself as he presses his forehead against the glass. 
“Edward Munson! Get your dirty face away from my display.”, the owner scolds as she shoos him with her hands. “Don’t come back unless you’re going to buy something!”
“One day, Mrs. Barber, I AM going to rescue that beautiful thing from your evil clutches and after I do, she and I are going to travel the world with my band and become famous! You’ll regret being so fucking rude to me!”
“Mhmm… I don’t think they allow you to have guitars in jail.”
Eddie’s eyes widen at her insult as he glances around him, locking eyes for a brief moment with the king himself, Steve fucking Harrington. He tries to gather his faculties for a comeback so he seems tough but he can’t think of anything as embarrassment floods his face. 
Sighing in defeat, he runs in the opposite direction. 
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Steve hated outings with his dad because everything became a lesson. 
“Civilized people don’t do this or that.”
“As Harrington’s our image matters.”
With every sentence, he was reminded that there was a thin line he was balancing on when it came to his father and one wrong move could have him hating him forever. 
“Edward Munson!...”
Both Harrington boys glanced towards the music store owner yelling at the youngest Munson outside of her shop. 
“Jesus, who does that kid think he is? His family can barely afford a can of beets let alone an instrument.”
“Maybe he just wants to look at something. Give him motivation to buy whatever he’s staring at. You always say motivation is important.”
“Not for him, son. Munson’s are freaks who are always meant to be at the bottom.”
Eddie’s eyes met Steve’s and for some reason the youngest Harrington boy felt guilty. He wanted to tell his dad to fuck off, run over to this other boy he desperately wanted to hug, and defend him from Mrs. Barber. He wanted to buy the entire store so he could smash everything inside it for her rude comment and give the instrument Eddie wanted to him for free just to see him smile. 
But he couldn’t…
His dad would punish him or worse if he said one thing that wasn’t “right”.
When their eyes locked from across the street, Steve felt like a failure but he didn’t understand why as the other boy turned heel and ran.
Both vampire’s eyes opened as the memories faded away. To be able to see from each other’s point of view was a bit odd but now they understood why you felt so strongly about leaving them after Steve turned. If you had felt everything he had felt when he thought Eddie was gone or what the metalhead felt when he first woke up in the upside down, no wonder you ran. 
Realizing their movements were slower they glanced down to see their skin stained with blood as fear washed over them looking down at your tiny frame. 
“Y/N? Shit! Y/N, baby, wake up!”, Eddie screamed as he grabbed your arm and rolled you on to your back. 
“Ow! Fuck me, I’m awake. Why are you holding me so tightly? You’re hurting me.”, you whined as you rubbed your hands over your tired eyes. 
“I thought…we thought…what happened?”
Blinking, your gaze shifted between them. 
“You don’t remember?” 
“The last thing I remember was biting Eddie—”
“Oh no.”, you giggle as their brows furrow together. “Then you missed a lot of the good stuff. You two went at it like you hadn’t seen each other in years. Steve, you took over and turned into someone completely different. Not in a bad way, though.”
Eddie’s eyes scan the void as he tries to remember what he can. 
“I do remember bits and pieces but after I bit you, Steve, it’s just…a bit of blur.”
“We didn’t hurt you, did we?”
“No.”, you smile as you shake your head. “You feed from a little bit but that wasn’t what you seemed to be hungry for. I wish I could show you… the vampires within you were rough but not…violent. Not to me, anyway. When we were done playing and you were done feeding, Eddie gave me a bath and Steve cleaned the floor. I’m not quite sure why you didn’t clean yourselves but…”
“Did we talk to you?”
“Mhmm. Not in like full sentence but it was more like one or two words at a time.” You scrunch your face and playfully deepen your tone. “Hungry. Pretty girl…taste good. Tight.”
The three of you laugh as Steve falls back against the pillow.
“Maybe…maybe the reason you struggle to control the vampire is because…they don’t NEED to be controlled. They just want to be able to be free every now and then. I bet if you stop ‘repressing’ them you’d remember more and actually get what you want…more control.”
Nodding, both men cuddle up to you and kiss your cheek. 
“Ew, you both are really sticky!”
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You grinned at both vampires as they laid in bed on their sides facing each other while they quietly whispered admirations and declarations of love. Steve ran his fingers through Eddie’s tussled hair while the other continued to caress his palm down the boy’s back. 
You imagined this was another small glimpse into their past before everything terrible happened to them. Two young men lying in bed together dreaming of the perfect future where they could happy. 
Allowing them some space to be, you focused on their website in front of you, scanning through dialogue on their message boards and open chat forum before something abruptly changed.
“Eddie? Steve?”
“Hm?”
Words were appearing along the screen too fast for you to keep up but what you could see had you frozen in fear. Feeling the sudden shift, both vampires whooshed to your side watching as your hand shook as you pointed to the screen. 
Renisa10: “No! No there’s no way! I thought they said Steve Harrington died.”
MenaMyQueen: “No, you idiot. They never found his body.”
Here12whatever: “I guess Eddie Munson kidnapped him and now he has Stockholm Syndrome.”
DraculaStoker1984: “So he kidnapped Steve AND Y/N, got them to fall for him, and then convinced them to do all this? Fuck no.”
Justice4ChrissyCunningham: “Eddie Munson is a fucking murderer and should be in hell for what he did! If Steve Harrington isn’t a victim than he’s an accomplice!”
Steve quickly ran into the living room and turned on the tv, flipping channels till he found what he was looking for. 
“Yes, we were finally able to get a positive ID on the men known online as ‘Renfield’ and ‘Dracula’. With some diligent work from our IT team as well as some research from credible sources we have learned that the alias Renfield is missing and had been presumed dead Steven Harrington who disappeared from Hawkins, Indiana a little over 2 years ago and alias Dracula is fugitive Edward Munson who is still currently wanted for the murders of 3 students in the same town as Mr. Harrington.”
“Chief! Chief! What about the other young lady who’s been seen in their streams?”
“Ah yes. Alias Mena is Y/N Y/L/N. There is no criminal record for her besides a few juvenal crimes. We speculate she may actually be a victim and not an accomplice but AGAIN that’s just speculation.”
“Why don’t you assume the same for Steve Harrington?”
“That’s up for his lawyers to prove when we catch him. We have several accounts saying him and Mr. Munson were romantically involved but his father Bill Harrington denies this.”
Steve growls low in his throat as he glares at the tv. 
“Wow, in two years, nothing has changed, huh, Harrington? People are still really good at painting me as the villain.”, Eddie replied sassily as he folded his arms across his chest. 
“I haven’t seen my dad since I moved in with you and Wayne and yet he still refuses to accept I love you.”
“I’m not a victim…”, you whisper. “I hate that they called me that. I’ve been a victim my entire life… but not with you two.”
The metalhead’s eyes softened as he reached out to grab your hand and kiss the back before throwing you a gentle reassuring smile you knew was fake. 
“Don’t. Don’t tell me and Steve to leave you. Please.”
“Y/N—”
“No. I saw what it did to you both and you said it felt like a piece of your soul was missing. I won’t do that to you again…either of you. I actually think I can help you but I want something in return.”
Steve took a seat on the chair across from you as Eddie leaned forward resting his elbows on his knees. 
“Help how?”
“I can boot them out and reroute the feed but I genuinely believe I can do it where they can’t find us again. We can still run if you want to but you still need income. You still need your site and I can make sure you can utilize it where they can’t track it or the account the money goes in to.”
“Hm, so much for ‘only juvenile’ crimes.”, the pretty boy teases. “Why haven’t you offered to do this before?”
“I didn’t want to steal Dustin and Mike’s thunder.”, you smile. “Plus, the did a good job. It just seems like the police have updated their methods.”
“I see. Ok, baby girl. I’ll play along. What do you want in return?”
Heavily exhaling the nerves, you turn to face him with confidence. 
“Change me into a vampire.”
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@chelebelletx @mandyjo8719 @nailbatanddungeon
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starrystevie · 11 months ago
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fun to kiss, more fun to miss | written by rogersharringtons on ao3
"steve?" he mutters, his voice low and gravely as he wakes up. "what the fuck, dude? i was sleeping." "i have... a very important question to ask you and you aren't allowed to not answer, got it?" he's huffing as he walks along the street, his breath making clouds in the cold night air, eyes squinting against the wind. eddie sits up in bed, attention piqued, and rubs at his eyes to get them to focus a bit more clearly. "wha- is everything okay? are you okay?" "maybe. probably. i don't-" steve huffs again and scrubs a hand over his face. he looks tired, he looks frustrated. eddie isn't sure what he could possibly be this upset over in the middle of the night but what he isn't expecting is- "is it true that you can't come with anyone other than me?"
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tags: alternate universe - modern, camboy steve harrington & eddie munson, light dom/sub, dom steve, sub eddie, pwp, phone sex, spit kink if you squint
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steddieas-shegoes · 6 months ago
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for @steddie-week prompt 'free space' AND part 3 of the camboy steve series (yes you should read parts 1 and 2 first, but this could be read on its own)
I did also follow the @steddiemicrofic word count 1111 and prompt 'one', but it is not technically a standalone fic so that part was just to see if I could do it (I could but at what psychological cost)
rated e | 1111 words | check ao3 for tags
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Despite the fact that Eddie made more than enough money to pay for Steve’s needs and wants, Steve insisted on making his own money. Being on tour with Eddie definitely made that more difficult, but he found plenty of opportunity while the guys were on stage.
He went to the first couple of shows when he first joined Eddie on tour, watching from the sidelines, but decided he needed to use his time wisely. Now, he sat on the tour bus, using Eddie’s bunk as his recording and photo studio.
He paused live streams for a while because of it, always a little worried someone would interrupt. Plus, Eddie wouldn’t be able to be on them and that just wouldn’t do.
But they were finally stopped in a hotel for one single night, a rarity on the road as Steve had come to learn, and he had an idea.
Eddie insisted he do a live stream, and Steve insisted Eddie be a part of it.
“You can wear a mask and make sure your tattoos are covered. I promise we can be careful,” Steve begged. “I just want your hands on me. I think people will like it.”
So here they were, Eddie in a sort of silly masquerade mask, his leather jacket, and leather fingerless gloves that Steve didn’t even know he owned, camera angled so very little of Eddie would be shown while he did whatever he wanted to Steve.
“Can you behave yourself with others watching us or are you gonna get weird?” Steve asked as he stripped to just his underwear.
“Don’t know what you mean about weird. I can be normal.” Eddie lied.
“Right. Well, try to stay quiet as much as possible so no one recognizes your voice,” Steve continued as he got in position. For once, he didn’t have to worry about turning on the stream or turning it off; Eddie would handle that.
“You’re enjoying being in charge a little too much for someone who won’t be in less than a minute,” Eddie smirked as he ran one finger down Steve’s thigh. “Or did you think I was letting you run the show?”
Steve couldn’t hold back a whimper at Eddie’s tone and soft touch. He thought he knew what was coming, but with Eddie’s possessiveness, he couldn’t really be sure.
“It is myshow.” Steve couldn’t help being just a little bratty. Eddie had been gone all day doing interviews, hence the hotel room, and he missed him.
“We’ll see.”
As soon as the stream started, Steve gave a brief explanation of what was happening, but most of his viewers wanted to get to the good stuff. They’d been waiting a while for another live stream.
Eddie didn’t hesitate to get started once Steve nodded to him. He held his hand up in a small wave, but stayed turned towards Steve as he brought one gloved hand down in a hard smack against his barely spread thighs.
Steve didn’t hold back the moan at the sting of the leather glove against his bare skin.
Eddie didn’t need to say anything for Steve to know exactly what he would say.
One slap wouldn’t be enough, just like one kiss was never enough.
“More,” Steve begged as he parted his thighs more, letting everyone see his already hard cock. “Please.”
Eddie smiled devilishly as he ran both hands up and down his legs, leaving Steve on edge and nearly shaking with want. How did he always do this so quickly?
The leather hitting the same spot as before was almost too much already. Steve glanced down to see red spreading, probably trying to form in the shape of Eddie’s hand. With another couple hits, it just might.
The messages were piling in so quickly, Steve could barely read them, but Eddie had it under control. He slapped his other thigh before stepping away and letting out a laugh at something he saw on the screen.
Eddie wiggled his fingers in front of the camera, then wrapped his hand around Steve’s cock, rougher than he usually was. The leather was surprisingly soft, but his grip wasn’t, and Steve did all he could not to curl into a ball as Eddie’s hand tightened and released.
“They sure do know what you like,” Eddie groaned in his ear as he leaned over him, his hand moving from Steve’s length to pinch his nipple. “But I know better, don’t I?”
Steve nodded, already too overwhelmed to speak.
Eddie taps him once, a silent check-in so he knows if he needs to slow down or stop. Steve taps him back three times for green, for good, for don’t stop.
He slaps his cheek, not nearly as hard as his thigh, just a test, a warning for more. It’s not the first time they’ve done this, but it’s different in front of an audience, even if the audience is through a screen.
The next slap is harder, makes Steve whine as his head turns to the side.
The camera isn’t focused on his face ever, but he knows the viewers can hear the sound of the slap and Steve’s answering noises.
Again, and the other side, and again.
“Spit.” Eddie orders, just when Steve’s pretty sure he’s going to come from just Eddie’s hand on his face.
Steve spits into Eddie’s gloved hand, curious about what his goal is.
Curious if this was a request from someone.
The feel of the leather– now wet with his own spit– against his leaking cock, was new.
“C’mon, angel, gimme one so we can give them a proper show,” Eddie said, voice low and demanding.
And as much as Steve wanted this to last a bit longer, he couldn’t resist giving Eddie what he wanted. He always wanted to please him, even when his job was to please his subscribers right now.
Steve let out a muffled scream as he came, a gloved hand covering his mouth as the other worked him through it, his cum making the glide easier.
“Ruined ‘em,” Steve whined against Eddie’s hand.
“Hm?” Eddie asked as he pulled away.
“Gloves are ruined.”
“Nah, bought them just for this,” Eddie pecked the top of Steve’s head before standing up and looking at the messages pouring in. “Everyone wants another one.”
“Then I guess we better give them one.”
Eddie made him lick his own cum off the glove before he grabbed the lube and slowly worked him open, one finger at a time, until he was stretched enough to take the plug he’d chosen.
As Steve came again, Eddie shut off the stream.
“Mine,” he growled against Steve’s neck.
“Yours.”
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steddieunderdogfics · 1 month ago
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college AU:
eddywow's Secrets Secrets and also their Close Quarters
Secrets, Secrets by Eddywow
@eddiewoww
Rating: Explicit
92,293 words, 10/10 chapters
Archive Warning: Creator chose not to use
Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University, Secret Identity, Camboy Steve Harrington, OOC, Out of Character, Steve is incredibly bitchy, Steve Harrington's King Steve Persona, theyre in concert band, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, vague minor attempted blackmail, Flirting, Classism, Sex Work, Light Dom/sub, Crack Treated Seriously, Dubious Morality, Bisexual Eddie Munson, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Rough Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Eventual Happy Ending, Breathplay, Fake/Pretend Relationship
Summary
Eddie glanced at the username and memorized it. You know, just in case. NotYourBoy22.
Thanks for the rec!
This rec is a part of Theme Weekend. The theme this weekend is College AU.
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moon-language-0 · 5 months ago
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semi-spoilery manip for chapter 2 of suds 'n studs 👽🦑 by @fohatic
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infinite-orangepeel · 2 years ago
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Oh my goodness - I love your writing, I haven’t stopped reading your stuff over the last couple days!!
Absolutely LOVE your new perv!Eddie x camboy!Steve - it’s absolute filth and I’m living for every second of it! The whole “pretty boy is small”, it’s so different and it has me feral, I’m I’m here for it all day and I’m almost sorry. And I know you said mentioned Eddie’s size - but imagine with me for a second this idea…
He’s a ✨big boy✨. Not necessarily long, but he’s thick and he doesn’t realise he’s bigger than average because he’s inexperienced. But then when pretty boy sees it… gets all whiny cause it puts a couple of his toy to shame.
Pretty boy needs two hands to stroke all of him; jaw is aching before he’s swallowed all of him; and the stretch…. The ✨stretch✨!!!!
(Totally understand if this was not your thing, or the direction you were hoping for this fic)
PT. 1 of the camboy!steve/perv!eddie fic on ao3
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UM NO NO THIS IS ABSOLUTELY MY THING THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING THIS IN, I WILL ACCEPT MORE OF YOUR THOUGHTS AT ANY TIME......I'M DROOLING OVER HERE JUST GIVE ME A SECOND 🤤🤤🤤
okay now that i'm more composed *clears throat* let's explore this wonderful idea of yours together :)
(also i'm so glad you said this bc i've had monstercock munson on the brain for a while now so this just really hits the ball out of the park for me)
steve's been doing this camboy gig for a while now.
it's gone pretty well for him--all things considered. he makes a decent living off of it. he likes the attention. he gets to chat with cute strangers.
receiving unwarranted dick pics in his inbox comes with the territory.
he's seen everything under the sun in terms of variation in girth, length, color, cut/uncut, piercings, tattoos, hairy, clean shaven, etc. most arrive with no message at all or something like, 'i'm so hard 4 u.'
when he first started out and was trying to amass a following, he'd respond to every single one (no matter how gross or weird the messages got).
he'd take on the bratty bottom role--that he's since mastered--and numb any part of him that might have been too disgusted to continue. replying with a short and sweet comment like:
'hmm hot, but i've had bigger down my throat.'
'looking good, handsome. do you think you could handle me?'
'i'll cockwarm you until you're crying and calling me 'mommy.' '
however, as time passed and his following grew, steve realized he didn't have to respond to all of his messages if he didn't want to.
each week, he'd scroll through his overflowing inbox, select a handful at random, have a laugh at the desperate behavior occurring on the other side of the screen, and respond with one of his pre-set templated replies before automatically deleting the rest.
that was, until he met eddie munson over a quick video-call and realized keeping his emotions separate from his job was going to be much more challenging than he'd previously anticipated.
it's a friday night. steve finished his stream a few hours ago, got thai food for dinner with his best friend--robin--at their favorite local spot, and is attempting to wind down for the evening.
but, it's no use.
he's horny. his mind is an impure palace of need. his hands trail over his chest and tease the sensitive buds of his nipples while he tries to focus on the netflix documentary he picked at random.
steve's little dick throbs in his silk pajama shorts where he lays beneath the pink sheets, tossing and turning, with only one person on his mind.
his cock's wet between his legs--head slick and dripping down his hairy thigh with all the filthy ideas of what he'd like to do to eddie munson if he ever gets the chance to meet him in person.
he has no idea what eddie's working with physically. he can only imagine what may hide behind the confines of that shredded black denim.
not that steve really cares about the size of eddie's dick. in the grand scheme of things, he likes him and that's plenty. but, it is something he wonders about from time to time. especially recently.
see--steve's thought process goes a little something like this:
if eddie's as small as he is or even smaller, so be it. he'll teach him everything he knows about pleasure, frotting, edging, and more.
if eddie's average, like he claims to be, steve won't mind. average is perfectly fine with him. he'll be easy to swallow down and impress. he'll be easy to ride in a multitude of positions.
from what steve had seen of his personality, he can't exactly imagine eddie being huge.
he's a self-proclaimed loser, halfway through his twenties and still a virgin, wears graphic t-shirts with anime characters on them and has one of those intense gamer-boy headsets.
horneir than he's been in a while, steve rolls onto his stomach and grinds into his bed to try to relieve the tension building at his core.
he grips the sides of his pillow, cutely tucks his chin into the plush softness, and mouths at the fabric while he rolls his hips in grinding circles.
steve loves making out.
he loves making out with cock even more.
mouthing over a cute boy's boxers until he just can't take it anymore and cums in his pants. steve would bet money that he could make eddie cum in his pants that way. he'd pull up his jeans for him after and make him spend the rest of the day walking around town just like that. messy, deplorable, and sticky in all the right places.
steve makes himself cum in under a minute. images of eddie whining and calling him 'mommy' in muffled tones dancing like sugar plums around his delusional head. he soaks through the silk fabric of his pajama shorts and watches as a damp spot blooms in the middle.
he giggles to himself. smiles softly.
wonders if eddie would have any interest in sucking on the soiled material while steve sucks him off...
usually, he'd go right to sleep after one round, but his cock is still aching with curiosity despite orgasming, so he lazily stretches to reach for his laptop and grabs it from the nightstand.
coincidentally, he makes the split second decision to check his inbox before navigating to his favorite porn site 'lovebunny.com.'
he's planning on just clearing out the messages as he usually does, when something catches his eye and his heart skips a beat, runs a marathon, and ends up trapped in his throat where he wants the sender's dick to be asap.
to: prettyboy86
from: ethebanished
sent at 10:53 p.m.
hey steve,
hope ur having a good night.
idk why i'm sending you this. sorry. i've never sent anything like this to anyone before. bc i'm a virgin and i've never had the opportunity, but um. here it is. my dick...if u were interested in seeing it?
it's not much. probably looks small compared to what u normally see. idk. i'm also kinda high rn and my friend gareth is in the next room and he told me not to do this, but i thought maybe u would like it?
excited for ur stream tomorrow. i tried pineapple on pizza last night bc u said it's ur favorite. not bad. i actually rlly liked it.
'night,
eddie m.
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steve's throbbing.
he's got a hand--he only needs one--around the entire length of his cock and he's twisting tightly around the head as he downloads the image to his computer and waits for the file to open.
he's vocal.
he's considerably vocal.
he's tipsy off of a couple glasses of rose from dinner and he's arching his back like he does when he's on camera, but this time it's genuine.
'gonna show mommy your cock, baby?' he moans highly as the image loads and he strokes himself faster, 'that's it. that's a good boy. mommy's pussy wants to milk you dry. drink up all your big boy cum for you. oh--such a good boy for me--you can handle it. deep breaths while i make you feel good, sweet thing. almost there, hold still for mommy-'
a jumble of random pixels becomes a full picture and steve harrington is a mewling, whimpering, slutty mess.
he's fucking his hand, he's rolling his balls between his palms, he's taste testing the last batch of cum that he squirted all over the inside of his tiny pink shorts. he's rubbing it up and down his shaft like lube. shoving some in his ass with two fingers, clenching hard, and closing his eyes so he can pretend eddie munson just finished inside him. pervy little virgin would cum so quick.
the picture is fucking perfect.
eddie's standing in front of--what looks to be--a bathroom mirror. the lighting's shit, but steve can see clearly enough. his red and black checkered pants sit around his upper thighs. unzipped and tugged down--chains dangling. eddie's holding his fat dick in one hand and snapping the photo on his phone with the other.
it's huge. it's practically unreal. wider than any of the toys steve has in his collection. his own hand doesn't fit around it and it's long enough to rest a solid few inches above his belly button. steve's horny brain tells him that the slap it would make against his abdomen would probably be quite loud.
there's a vein running from the underside of his shaft to the tip and the whole thing is dusky pink like his nipples. his balls are round, perky, relatively hairless. there's a thicket of dark hair that starts at his navel and spreads out over his pelvis. his v-line is defined and there's a tattoo steve can't make out on his hip. he's biting his lip and steve can't tell if it's because he's nervous or thinks it's sexy, but it's working for him either way.
it's everything he could have ever wanted.
he's so gone. he's babbling filth and cumming onto his keyboard which is going to be a nightmare to clean up, but who cares? one of his mindless followers will buy him a new one if he complains about it loud enough with a glittery dildo up his ass.
'mommy's never taken cock that big, baby. you're gonna have to be careful, give it to me nice and slow. oh it's so fucking big,' he groans thumbing at his slit like it's a clit, hard and fast, 'mommy's gonna have to keep you away from all the other boys so no one else finds out what a fat cock you have hiding in there. mmm. if only they knew, but i'll never let them because i'm gonna trap you in my pussy and cockwarm you until you promise to be mine.'
when he cums for the final time, he kisses the screen. licks it clean and saves the picture to a folder he has labeled 'work.' the nastiest part of him wants to make it his screensaver, but if eddie ever found out, he'd likely never talk to steve or watch his stream again and he can't risk that.
'you and i are going to have so much fun together,' he says before falling asleep with his laptop on his stomach and eddie munson's cock watching over him like an angel from a very sexy realm.
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dragonflylady77 · 1 year ago
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Camboy Billy and/or Steve Harringrove Fics Masterlist
(you know the drill, they're not mine, if you want any added that I missed, DM me)
Camboy Billy and Camboy Steve
Ride The Lightning by socknonny for Turbocharge College AU - THEY WERE ROOMMATES Steve has an epic plan to Get Back At Daddy after his parents don't embrace his new-found bisexuality. An epic, epic plan, inspired by his favorite camboy. There's no way this can go wrong.
Camboy Billy
Not Your Prince (But I’m Your Pretty Boy) by ImNeitherNor for thebilliamhargrove  College AU - THEY WERE ROOMMATES “Not desperate,” he told himself, staring at the page while heat crawled up his chest and neck. “So not desperate.” Which was a lie because he was getting a membership just to comment and view more videos of the guy with the pierced dick. He licked his lips and tapped his thumbs on the space bar, deleted it, and almost hit his forehead against his desk. It was a username. Why did it matter so fucking much? Christ.
Love Is A Sickness (And Lust Is Absolute Madness) by StevesKhakis (orphan_account) Steve snaps a pic with his hand around his dick, angling the camera so that the stream is visible in the back. He can’t help but stroke a few times before sending it, wishing he had the balls to just put his webcam to good use so SuckMeDead could see him in all of his wet, messy, horny glory. Realistically though, he knows that full-on cybersex isn’t something he’s ready for, not until— Not until he’s made sure this camboy isn’t Billy Hargrove.
Sticky Side Up by Ribellione  College AU - THEY WERE ROOMMATES Steve's roommate Billy can be a bit of an asshole sometimes. Steve doesn't understand why, until his new best friend Robin and her roommate Heather figure out Billy's secret. Then it all finally clicks for Steve.
Virgin Territory by @jellyfishloveletterghosts College AU - THEY WERE ROOMMATES Steve accidently admits to knowing about Billy's cam work, things go a lot better than he ever thought they would.
Camboy Steve
Ardent Attention by @edith-moonshadow  A/B/O After being kicked out by his family for being an Omega Steve earns a living as a cam model.
On air! by Aspen_munson (short fic)
Dionysus by @edith-moonshadow for @jellyfishloveletterghosts A/B/O After presenting as an Omega Steve is forced to leave home and moves to New York to get a fresh start. However, he struggles to make enough money to live on as a single Omega until he meets Brittany who introduces him to a special website called Dionysus where Alphas will pay good money for an Omegas time.
December To New Years by @jellyfishloveletterghosts Camboy Steve and his budding relationship with Billy.
never gets old by brawls (brawlite), @toast-ranger-to-a-stranger & [podfic] by limescale Falling in love with a cam boy named KingSteve isn't the smartest thing Billy Hargrove has ever done, nor is it the most healthy -- but the good choice is rarely ever the fun choice, and Billy is all about living life fast and loose.
Knights to the Sundae King by @neonponders (not complete) Billy watched him for a year, give or take, surprised beyond believe that his internet locale had become a camboy's streaming channel. A year of Billy denying to himself that he liked this camboy a hell of a lot more than a regular viewer should. But the live streamer known as Scoops_Ah!y, or "Scoops," isn't a regular piece of dessert. And a year of Billy's interaction in the channel earns him a special message, directly from the host himself - the invitation to join the moderators, to get a seat behind the curtain, and maybe not be a regular viewer, after all.
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late-to-the-party-81 · 2 years ago
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One for the money, two for the show
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AN: So this was a request from @gayhopefullove
Ok maybe only fans star Natasha Romanoff x oy fans star Steve Rogers . Maybe Steve contacts Natasha for a collaboration and when ever they meet they decide to make a video with Dom bottom Natasha and sub top Steve. I'm not good with plots. But can you include her squirting in him multiple times and he has a mommy kink. I'm thinking she also ties him up or something.
Sorry it took me so long, but I hope you enjoy this PWP!
Beta’d by @lunarbuck
Dividers by @firefly-graphics and moodboard/banner by me
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Relationship: Subby! Camboy Steve Rogers x Soft! Mommy! Domme! Camgirl Natasha Romanova
Word Count: 3.5k
CW: Lots of smut. Exhibitionism (cos it’s an Only Fans style ‘verse), Grinding, Squirting, Oral (F receiving), Face sitting, Multiple Orgasms (for F) Hand job with sex toy, Edging (for M) Protected P in V sex, massive Mommy Kink.
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When his subscribers had first brought up the idea of a collaboration, Steve wouldn’t say he’d been against it. He was more sceptical that someone as successful (and hot) as Natasha Romanova would even entertain the idea. Which meant it was a bit of a surprise when he was shuffling through his DM’s, and there, in between the outrageous propositions and hate mail, was a message from the woman herself.
It turned out she agreed with both his and her subscribers and, having reviewed his content, thought they could come up with a scene that would be mutually beneficial. Steve’s schtick was the wholesome, golden boy next door/boyfriend experience. He’d make his subscribers feel like the most important person on the earth as he talked them through their orgasms while touching himself.
“You’re making me feel so good, baby. Look at what you do to me. I hope you love it as much as I do. Wanna make you feel good too. Fuck!”
Natasha, on the other hand, had a different persona. The diminutive redhead was domineering, egging on her followers with degradation and commands, ruling over them like a queen to be worshipped.
“You’re such a good little slut for me, aren’t you? Getting all messy, just for me. But don’t forget, you can’t cum before I do. You want mommy to feel good first, don’t you?”
Steve was very obliging, and Natasha liked to be obliged. There was no reason why it shouldn’t work. So Steve agreed to a meeting with her, attempting to tell himself that it was just professional curiosity that was getting him excited…
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He was a bag of nerves, even though he shouldn’t be. He kept telling himself that it was just work, and while at least part of his brain knew that, the other part, along with his dick, was just taken with how hotter Nat was in person. They’d met the first time to check for chemistry and then a second time to work through ideas for the scene. It hadn’t taken Nat, as she preferred to be called out of character, long to identify that Steve had a praise kink a mile wide.
“It’s cute, Stevie.” She patted the back of his hand and tried to suppress a mischievous smile as his cheeks flamed pink. “Never be ashamed of your kinks. And it’s good to know it’s not put on. Means we can get real reactions and make it really good for the viewers.” She walked her fingers further up his forearm and leaned forward so that her lips almost brushed his cheek. “And you wanna be a good boy and do your best, don’t you, Steve?” She sat back with a giggle as Steve choked on a mouthful of saliva.
They’d discussed other kinks, soft and hard limits, and set a date, and now the time had come. 
Steve had arrived at Nat’s loft twenty minutes early and had wasted some time walking around the block. As she liked to use more toys for her videos, they’d agreed it would be easier for him to come to her. He had his ‘business’ backpack slung over one of his shoulders which contained his stash of condoms, lube, a change of briefs, a towel, a water bottle, snacks, and his favourite textured stroker. The last had been at the request of Nat; she wanted him to use something of his own that he was comfortable with.
With only a few minutes before their allotted meeting time, Steve jogged up the steps of Nat’s building and rang the buzzer. Nat’s sunny voice came through the speaker, loud and clear.
“Come on up, Steve!” She pressed the release button, and the front door opened. Shrugging his backpack up higher, Steve walked through and made his way up the stairs, his long legs taking them two at a time. When he got to the top, he was only slightly out of breath, thanks to his regular workout routine. 
Nat was waiting for him at her door, a long red silk robe wrapped around her petite frame. Steve tried not to think too hard about what she might have on underneath it; he’d find out soon enough.
“You ready, big boy? Let me show you the setup.” 
She turned, her robe floating out and allowing him a look at her strong legs, and strode across her apartment as Steve hurriedly entered, closed the door behind him, and toed off his sneakers.
The whole place was open plan, the large bed up on a short dias and beautifully made up with plain white linens.
“So, I’ve got one camera here, sideways pointing to the bed.” She gestured to the small camera on its stand. “And I’ve got another one here, just by the headboard.” Steve nodded, lower lip caught between his teeth. In their discussions, he’d told Nat that this was his first collab. He hadn’t been in the erotic video scene that long - he’d only entered into it after some comments by his friends and a couple of exes had made him think that there might be some money in it. It turned out that Nat had done a few collaborations, but she was exceedingly picky. That knowledge had made Steve’s chest puff up.
“Umm, looks good. Where’s the bathroom? I just wanna freshen up. And I’m gonna start like this, aren’t I? He waved his hand at his skin-tight jeans and white t-shirt.”
“Yes, I think so. Very “All American Good Boy”, don’t you think? Just lose the socks.” Her scarlet-painted lips twitched up and the corners, making him smile as well.
“Absolutely. Back in a moment.”
Steve was true to his word, just taking the few minutes he was in the bathroom to compose himself as well as prepare himself. He did wonder if he should touch himself briefly, get his cock halfway there for the cameras, but just imagining what exactly Nat had in store for him - she’d said she liked to keep an element of mystery, but it would all be inside the bounds they’d discussed - was enough to start him chubbing up.
He walked back out, trying to inject a bit of swagger in his step.
“Where do you want me, Nat?”
“Just sit there on the bed and look cute. I’m going to turn on the cameras, and then from that point on, remember that I’m Mistress or Mommy. Whichever you prefer. Okay, Champ?”
Steve nodded, feeling a little light-headed about the fact that this beautiful woman was about to domme him. He couldn’t wait! He made his way up the small step and settled himself on the bed, facing towards the main camera, which Nat was switching on and focusing. He stashed his condoms, lube, and stroker under the pillows for easy retrieval and then the red ‘record’ light came on, and Steve made sure that now his eyes were firmly fixed on her lithe form.
Nat moved from behind the camera, making her way closer and closer to Steve with feline-like grace. As she did so, she undid the knot on the belt of her robe and let the red silk fall from her shoulders like water off a cliff. Steve’s reaction was all real, his eyes going wide and his face flushing as he took in the black leather bra and panties that looked painted onto her body. The contrast between her bright red hair and lips, milky white skin, and lingerie was striking, and it took all of Steve’s willpower to keep his hands on the bed. He knew he wasn’t to touch her until invited.
“Hey, Stevie.” Nat’s voice was a purr, and Steve gulped, his cock twitching inside his jeans. “Are you going to be a good boy for me?”
“Yes.”
One of her finely arched eyebrows rose as she looked down at him.
“Yes, what, baby?”
Steve’s eyelids fluttered at her tone, excitement rising within him.
“Yes. I’m going to be a good boy for you, Mommy.”
Nat smiled, dark and predatory, and cupped his cheek with her small hand. Steve found himself nuzzling into it instinctively.
“Take your shirt off then. Show me what you have hidden under there.”
Steve forced himself to take it slowly for the camera when all his body wanted to do was strip naked as quickly as possible for the goddess in front of him. The soft fabric dropped to the ground, and Nat stepped closer, wedging her body between Steve’s denim-covered thighs. Her hands ghosted over his chest, covered with a light sprinkling of golden hair, her palms oh-so-lightly brushing his small pink nipples, and Steve let out a pleasured sigh.
“You sensitive, Stevie? So responsive.”
Nat bent over and pressed her lips to Steve’s, one perfectly manicured hand sliding up to tangle in the hair at the nape of his neck. She gave a slow tug, making Steve tip his head back, and she deepened the kiss, her lips pushing his apart and her tongue darting in to claim him. When he let out a whimper, Nat abruptly broke the kiss, pushing his head away.
“Take off your jeans, sweet boy, and then lie down on the bed. Mommy wants to take a ride.”
Steve did as she asked, letting his pants pool by the side of the bed, and then scooted backwards so he could lie down on his back. He watched Nat climb up onto the bed, body full of grace as she moved over him on all fours until her thighs straddled his hips. She lowered herself so that she was sitting right over his cock, and it was at that moment that Steve realised that her panties were split crotch. The only thing now separating them was the thin layer of his boxers.
“Oh, fuck!” The exclamation left his throat involuntarily, and his hands fisted into the sheets.
Nat smiled and placed one of her hands back on Steve’s chest. Then she started to rock against him.
“Just stay still for me, baby. Let me use you to get myself off. Mmmm, feels good.”
Steve watched as Nat palmed at her breast over her bra with her free hand, the fingers of the one resting on him curling, nails digging slightly into his flesh. His cock was so hard under her, and he could feel his underwear getting damp from her arousal.
“Please, can I touch you? You’re so pretty.”
Nat gasped as a particularly forceful rock nudged her clit over the tip of his cock.
“Yes, Stevie. Take off my bra and play with my tits. I want you to worship them.”
Steve sat up, hands going behind Nat’s back, and easily finding the clasp. He pulled the leather from her body to reveal her breasts, rosy nipples puckering as the cool air hit them. With a groan, Steve latched onto one with his mouth and the other with his hand. Nat gave a sharp inhale, and her hands went to Steve’s head, holding him in place as his tongue laved over one breast and then the other. She continued to rock, getting faster and grinding down harder as her orgasm approached.
“Such a good boy for me, gonna make me cum. You’re gonna make Mommy cum, baby. Oh God! Yes!”
Nat shuddered against him and he felt the gush of her release soaking his briefs and, dear lord, he almost came then and there. She continued to rub against him, her movements becoming jerky as she worked herself through the aftershocks. When she finally came back to earth, she looked down at Steve with a grin, easing his head away from her chest. Steve knew he must have the most dopey look on his face.
“Mmmm, I’m gonna have fun with you. Do you think you can give me more orgasms? I bet you’ve got a talented tongue. Do you wanna make me cum with it, Stevie?”
Steve couldn’t lie flat fast enough, his hands flying to Nat’s hip and trying to drag her up his body. He wanted to bury his face in her wet heat, feel her cum all over him. He let out another needy whine. She chuckled at his enthusiasm and allowed him to manhandle her, settling her over his face.
“Sit on me, please. Need to feel you, Mommy.”
“Music to my ears, baby.” She let her weight drop, and Steve was in heaven. His fingers gripped her thighs as he was enveloped by her musky scent. He thrust his tongue out, slotting it through her folds to find her clit. He started to tease it as she rocked on his face. Steve glanced up to find her gripping the headboard, head thrown back in pleasure.
“Oh, that’s it, baby. That’s it. Fuck!” A small shift of her hips and Steve had moved Nat so that he could slide his tongue deep into her pussy and nudge his nose across her throbbing bundle of nerves. He delved into her, using his tongue to taste every part of her he could reach, getting pleasure from Nat receiving hers. Her moans filled his ears like the sweetest song, and her juices filled his mouth like the sweetest ambrosia. If he died now, he’d be a happy man.
Nat came again with a cry, flooding Steve’s face and mouth with her cum. He lapped up as much as he could, swallowing it down, his hands urging her hips to move more, wanting to wring every ounce of ecstasy from her body.
“Yes, Steve! Yes! Yes!”
A second wave hit her, Steve could feel her tremble and tasted another gush of cum, and he moved to suckle on her sensitive clit again, looking up at her from between her thighs. She looked both wrecked and goddess-like, and there was a swell of pride in his chest from making her feel this way.
Nat’s movements slowed, and Steve took that as a sign that he should stop and allow her to recover her equilibrium. Holding her with his strong hands, he rolled, gently depositing her on the bed next to him, closest to the camera.
“Kiss me, baby. Let me taste what you did to me.” Her voice was breathy as she tried to regain control of her lungs. Steve cupped the back of her head reverentially and pressed his lips to hers, letting her control the depth and intensity of the kiss. His cock, still clad in his sodden briefs, rubbed up against her thigh, reminding him how hard he was. Nat’s hands skimmed his body and started to push the fabric away.
“I’m gonna help you feel good now, sweet boy.”
Steve kicked his underwear off as Nat reached under the pillow, retrieving the bottle of lube and then the stroker. She squirted a healthy dollop inside the textured silicone tube and then took hold of Steve’s rock-hard dick. She gave it a few strokes, a twinkle in her eye as Steve let out a moan at the touch of her soft fingers.
“All of this for me? My, my, what a lucky girl I am. Now, listen carefully. I’m going to touch you, gonna give you what your want, but if you want a shot at fucking Mommy’s pussy, you won’t cum. Understand?”
When she squeezed her hand around him, Steve squeezed his eyes shut. He was already on a hair trigger, but he knew he could do it. He had too, and not just because of how good it would be for the video. He wanted to please Nat, and he wanted that ultimate reward. He opened his eyes again and looked right at her.
“I understand, Mommy. I can do it. I can do it for you.”
With a smile, Nat slid the stroker down Steve’s cock, then giggled at his sudden indrawn breath.
“Ohh, you do like that, don’t you?”  She drew her lower lip between her teeth as she ran the stroker up and down him while he rested on his shaky knees next to her. His hands were palm down on his thighs, and he looked down at her through hooded eyelids as she worked him. Darts of sensation shot through him, and he couldn’t hold back the sounds that had been trying to escape him, which only seemed to spur Nat on more.
“That’s it, baby. Let me hear those noises. Let me know how good I’m making you feel.”
“It’s so good, Mommy. So good.”
“Yeah?” Nat stopped moving her hand, and Steve whimpered. “Fuck yourself into my hand. But remember, don’t cum. And don’t stop until I tell you.”
“Mmm-hmm.” He nodded vigorously and snapped his hips, the tip of his cock sliding out of the end of the stroker. Nat lent forwards and let a string of saliva fall onto it. “Mommy!” Steve thought he was going to implode. His hips moved faster, the pleasure building. He was imagining rutting into her warm pussy, imagining how good it would feel. He needed to hold back, he needed to not cum, because he so wanted that chance, but it felt so good, and Nat hadn’t told him to stop…
“Nat! Mommy! I’m so close. Please! Can I stop? I don’t wanna cum yet. Don’t wanna cum like this.”
“You wanna fuck Mommy, baby? Wanna fill me up with this big cock of yours? Suck on my tits and cum inside me?”
Steve was light-headed from her words and the images in his head. “Yes! Yes! I want that, please! Please, can I stop?”
Nat didn’t respond with words but instead pulled the stroker off of Steve’s weeping dick without warning. His hips stuttered at the loss of sensation, and he gasped. Nat threw the toy to the side and settled back down on the bed, arms and legs wide, inviting him between them.
“You’ve earned it, baby. Fuck me til I cum again, and then you can cum. You can do that, can’t you?” Nat stroked her hand down Steve’s cheek as he settled on his knees, leaning over her. He kissed her then, with fierce passion, and she wound her arms around his neck. Steve snagged a condom from under the pillow and rolled it on with practised ease before letting himself sink into her. 
His eyes almost rolled back in his head as he felt himself be enveloped by her, by her warm softness. His hips came down to rest in the cradle of her pelvis as he started to move. Nat lifted her legs to wrap around his narrow waist, locking her ankles together and pulling him even further into her, even as she broke the kiss.
“Play with my tits, baby. Wanna feel you suck on them.”
Steve didn’t need to be asked twice, trailing his mouth down her throat and back to the wondrous peaks he’d worshipped earlier, his arms wrapped around her body as he thrust into her like a man possessed. He’d almost forgotten he had to get Nat to cum first, but luckily his angle and the associated friction, along with her sensitivity, helped him out.
“That’s it, Stevie. Just like that. Keep going. I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum!”
When she started to spasm around him, Steve thought he’d died and gone to heaven, wishing he’d been able to do this without the condom between them. He wanted to feel her warm cum soaking his cock, actually feel her without the thin but necessary barrier.
“Can I cum? Please, can I cum?” He knew he was whining, knew he sounded utterly pathetic, but he needed it now. Needed to find ecstasy within the clutch of her body. Nat pulled his face back up to hers and kissed his lips and jaw and neck, fingernails digging into his shoulders as bolts of pleasure continued to wrack her body.
“Yes. Cum for me, baby. Give Mommy your cum. It’s all for me, isn’t it?”
Steve knew she wanted an answer, but he was incapable of speech as he finally let go of the tenuous hold he’d had on his body’s control.
He came hard.
Harder than he had in any of his solo vids.
Harder than he had when playing alone in the privacy of his own room. 
He was cumming, and cumming, and for a moment, was worried he’d completely flood the condom. His hips bucked, and his head was buried in the crook of Nat’s neck, the feeling of pleasure almost completely overwhelming him.
It took a few moments to realise that he’d stilled, Nat petting his hair and talking sweetly into his ear.
“Shh, baby. That’s it. That’s it. You’ve been such a good boy for me today. It’s alright.”
But all Steve could think about was how he’d really like to do this again, but next time, without the cameras.
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steddie-fanfic-recs · 1 year ago
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Secrets, Secrets
by Eddywow
Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Character: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University, Secret Identity, Camboy Steve Harrington, OOC, Out of Character, Steve is incredibly bitchy, Steve Harrington's King Steve Persona, theyre in concert band, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, vague minor attempted blackmail, Flirting, Classism, Sex Work, Light Dom/sub, Crack Treated Seriously, Dubious Morality, Bisexual Eddie Munson, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Rough Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Eventual Happy Ending, Breathplay, Fake/Pretend Relationship Words: 92,293 Chapters: 10/10
Summary
Eddie glanced at the username and memorized it. You know, just in case. NotYourBoy22.
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navybrat817 · 2 years ago
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You know what? Nope. No negativity right now. 🥰
How about camboys Bucky and Steve? ❤️🔥❤️
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justmeinadaze · 8 months ago
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Children of the Night Part 9 (Steddie X You)
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Warnings: Daddy Vampire Eddie/Switch Vampire Stevie and Sub Human/Vamp Fem Reader, SMUT, dp, dirty talk, light spanking, light choking, blood drinking (obviously), slight roughness but more passionate, FLUFF, these three weirdos love each other so much <3.
ANGST, ANGST, ANGST!!
Domestic abuse and Child abuse triggers (we learn everything about the reader here including the abuse she's gone through including gaslighting and physical abuse) It's briefly touched on how the police didn't help her. Personally I felt like this added to her mistrust of authority like that mixed in with how law enforcement handled everything that happened with Eddie in Hawkins.
S4 things are touched on including Chrissy and what happened with Lucas, Erica, and Gareth. Brief conversations with readers mom, Wayne, and Mr. Harrington (the latter being an asshole of course). I think that's everything. The main thing I wanted to focus on was the abuse triggers. I know that can be triggering especially since some of the dialogue with the mother is lifted from things my own abusive parent said to me.
Love you guys! Enjoy this final piece.
Series here/ Buy Me a Coffee :)
Word Count: 7400
StokersGirl86: “Oh my god. I’m so excited. What do you think they are going to do?!”
Dannyalwayshere1: “I imagine it’s going to big after everything going on in the news right now.”
Minaismygirl: “Eddie better release Y/N so she can come find me. I can take care of her!”
StokersGirl86: “Oh please. You really think she’s innocent in all this?!”
StokersGirl86: “She was a fan just like us. No matter what her criminal mom preaches on tv.”
LivingDeadBoy24: “Like mother like daughter :P.”
Living DeadBoy24: “Maybe Eddie will sacrifice her the same way he did Chrissy Cunningham. I’ve been reading about what happened. It’s amazing.”
Justice4ChrissyCunningham: “You all should be ashamed of yourselves! An innocent girl was murdered and another may be kidnapped! They don’t need to be put up on a pedestal. They need to be behind bars!”
Dannyalwayshere1: “I see you think Steve Harrington is guilty to?”
CaliforniaPD: “This is the California police department and currently we seem to be having trouble disconnecting this stream. That being the case, we do highly recommend that everyone log off this site and do not engage.”
VampQueen91: “Yeah sure. Nice try whoever you are. I thought the police already had their location. Yet they can stream??”
Minaismygirl: “Because California PD sucks lol But who knows, maybe they just need them to stream to catch them…”
The video feed begins counting down and as soon as it ends three faces illuminate everyone’s screens. Both men were shirtless with hair frayed every which way as their black eyes starred into the camera with a small smirk painted on both their lips. 
“Hm. I see everyone’s here and already has opinions.”, you growl as you quickly take in everyone’s words that flew across the screen. “We wanted to come on today to set the record straight about a few things. First and foremost, Edward Munson and Steven Harrington are dead. YOU killed them when you placed blame for something they didn’t do.”
Justice4ChrissyCunningham: Edward Munson murdered Chrissy in his trailer in cold blood. 
“Oh, sweetheart. I can’t imagine how much you must be hurting, Andrew. You lost three friends in the span of a week to such odd circumstances. Of course, it would just be easier to blame Eddie. It’s the only thing that would make since right? Not that some other man come in and hurt her.”
Justice4ChrissyCunningham: I don’t know who you think I am but—
His picture suddenly flew up onto the screen for everyone to see. 
“Normally I’m not one to display people’s personal business this way but after everything I’ve read and the things they told me, you can go fuck yourself. I see here while Eddie was missing you and Jason Carver assaulted a young man named Gareth in his garage. Police report says you and your friends jumped them while playing hero; broke the young man’s nose.”
The long-haired vampire growled deep from his chest at the accusation. 
“It also looks like in March of 03, you tackled a middle schooler and threatened to break her arm if she didn’t tell you guys where Eddie was. That seems to be the same night Mr. Carver also beat up a young man while he was trying to protect his girlfriend. Hm. How odd that you were there for the last few deaths.”, you muse as you glance towards Steve who continues to glare forward.
“The night Steve went missing his blood was found mixed with two other jocks about your age. Friends, Andy? He tells me they were there to hurt him because he missed the man he loved. Kind of seems like violence is normal for athletes in Hawkins. Maybe that’s why Chrissy felt more comfortable with Eddie. I can’t imagine how angry that made Jason feel. Maybe angry enough…to kill?”
The count of people in the stream both drastically dropped including Andy and then suddenly increased with a new flux of people. 
California PD: “Miss Y/L/N if you are in danger we can help you. 
“I don’t need your help. I’m not a hostage with these men. If anything, I was a hostage growing up with the mother that you all so quickly rallied behind including you, Officer Williams. I spent my whole life dealing with people like you. Willing to believe any narrative that fit your agenda. I have been beaten and abused by almost everyone in my life but these men have done nothing but love and protect me! And you want to punish them for that?”
California PD: “Last chance Y/N. Tell us where you are and we can save you.”
“I told you… I’m safe right here…with Renfield and Dracula. My name… is Mina.”
With that both vampires bared their fangs and bit into either side of your neck.
##############
2 Weeks Before
Eddie didn’t say a word as he got up and angrily stomped back towards the bedroom. 
“Baby, please.”, you pleaded as you watched him pull out the suitcases from their closet and throw them on the bed. “We had to have this conversation at some point—”
“No, we don’t. The answer will always be the same. No. Fuck no. Hell no. Take your pick.”
“Why?”
“Because I fucking said so. Now, start packing your shit because we are leaving in 30.”
“No.” The vampire paused as he slowly turned to face you. “No, fuck no, hell no. Take your fucking pick.”
Stalking towards you, he stopped till his nose was hovering just above your own.
“Get you shit and get ready to leave.”, he rumbled.
“You sound like John right now. You don’t command me, Edward.”
“Yes, sweetheart, I do. That’s what you agreed to, remember? You and Steve are mine—”
“In bed.”, Steve interrupted, coming around the corner. “In bed we belong to you. She’s still her own woman and is allowed to make her peace. Let’s hear what she has to say.”
“Steven, you and I didn’t have a choice. She does—”
“So you’re going to make it for her?” The long-haired vampire’s jaw clenches as he places his hands on his hips. “You’re right, I didn’t have a choice which is why we never had to have the conversation she wants to have but I always thought about it. If I was still human, you would have remained the same and I would have grown old. We would have lost each other again…”
Eddie’s glassy eyes glance his way as he sighs and takes a seat on the bed.
“After the last time she left and we didn’t have her…I’d rather not experience that now or even 50 years from now.”
“I guess we know what your vote is.”, he sasses. 
“I think we can do this in a controlled way so what happened to us doesn’t happen to her especially since we would be doing it without her being hurt or wounded.”
“Fuck. O-Ok but I do it and we can change her after we get where we are going—”
“There’s no rush. I genuinely don’t believe they know where you are and are banking on us streaming again but we can find out. I can find out which guys are working the case and go through the digital file. I didn’t do it before because I didn’t want to put us at risk if I didn’t have to.”, you respond as you sit beside him. “I…I also think we should stream you changing me—”
“That’s a fuck no and I’m not budging on that. I don’t care what you both tell me.”
“I actually agree with him on that one, honey.”
“No, no. I mean we should do this together privately but make our fans and police believe you’re changing me. It will keep them invested to keep the revenue coming no matter where we go and show the police that we aren’t afraid of them. We now know that we can suck each other’s blood so…”
As Eddie sighs again, you wrap your arms around his shoulders and kiss his cheek. 
“I love you, Eddie. I trust you and I know I’m safe with you; both of you.”
Turning to face you, he kisses your forehead and holds you to him. 
“Do what you have to do, babe, and we’ll start getting things together.”
***
While the guys packed and ran out to grab some extra blood packs, you did some research into the people hunting for you three. You were right that they hadn’t found you yet but they were getting closer. One of the officers grabbed one of Dustin’s pings he created and traced it to the next town over. 
“Hey pretty girl.”, Steve cooed as he slumped down onto his knees beside you. “What did you find out?”
“We’re still ok. They haven’t found us yet and from what I see here they most likely need us to stream again. Now this is a new development.”
Moving the mouse, you click on the news website in the background and play the clip you stumbled on earlier that day. 
“So you say, Mrs. Y/L/N, you saw Y/N with Mr. Harrington and Mr. Munson?”
“Yes! Oh my goodness.”, your mother sobbed. “She came to visit me in the hospital because I was sick. She was always such a sweet girl. They threatened my life and then dragged her away. They are awful people.”
Feeling your anger, Eddie swished into the room as the other vampire petted your head. 
“If you could say anything to your daughter, what would it be?”
“You monsters let my baby go! I love you, Y/N! So…so much…I can’t…”
“That’s not all I found.”, you whisper, clicking another link and pressing play. 
“Mr. Munson! Mr. Munson! How do feel about the content your nephew is posting? Do you think he’ll kill Y/N like he did Chrissy?”
“Get off my property! My nephew…my nephew is dead. Haven’t you and this town sullied his memory enough!”
“Police seem to have strong evidence that this is Edward Munson.”
“Well, if he is alive…I hope he stays away. He can be happier with Steven away from these fuckers!” Eddie’s uncle pauses before entering the house the reporters were following him to. “I also want him to know that I love and miss him. I hope your happy, son.”
Steve grabs his partner’s hand as his stoic features faulter and tears begin to slowly fall that he quickly wipes away. 
“Mr. and Mrs. Harrington! Anything to say about your son?!”
“We’ve made a statement already! Go away!”
The vampire’s eyes narrow at the sound of his dad’s voice. 
“You really don’t think that’s your son in the videos?”
“I know for a fact that’s not my son. No son of mine would engage in that behavior nor be in a relationship with a freak like Edward *beep* Munson. Now leave us be so we can grieve our son in peace!”
“I’m sorry.”
“No reason to be, honey.”, he sighs shaking away the frustration. “We, um, got some more blood and we got you some more clothes. We found a house up north; I just need to—”
Eddie’s lips cut his boyfriend off as he cupped his face in his hands and pulled his body closer to his own. When he finally pulled away both boys were panting heavily. 
“I love you, Steve Harrington.”
The pretty vampire smiled softly as his fingers lightly moved some of the other man’s hair out of his face. 
“I love you to, Eddie Munson.” His mouth gently kissed him again as he began to sing making the metalhead breathily chuckle. “I’d give up forever to touch you. Cause I know that you feel me somehow.”
“You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be and I don’t want to go home right now.”, he sings back. “We don’t have a song for Y/N.”
“Oh, I don’t need one. It’s ok.”
“No, no, baby. Let’s see what we got.”, Steve smiles as he pushes the button on the stereo and starts searching through stations. He and Eddie cringe as a few come through that aren’t suitable in anyway making you laugh. 
“Hey, wait. Go back.” After the vampire does what he asks, you three listen as the long-haired boy grins and bobs his head.
“And I wonder When I sing along with you
If everything could ever be this real forever If anything could ever be this good again The only thing I'll ever ask of you You've got to promise not to stop when I say when She sang…”
Taking ahold of your hand, Eddie spins you as you both smile and he sings along.
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard this one before.”, Steve muses as he watches you two dance. 
After letting you go, you grab a hold of his waist and he circles his arms around you as you sing.
“Breathe out So I can breathe you in Hold you in And now I know you've always been…”
Smiling, his lips kiss your forehead as you press your head into his chest. 
“I love you both so much.”
“We love you to, sweetheart.”, Eddie replies as he comes behind you and holds you both tightly.
***
“What if I kill you.”
“You won’t, baby. I trust you.”, you try to comfort as you cup his cheek. 
Nodding, he tilted towards you, placing soft tender kisses on your lips and along your cheek to your neck. When you feel him hesitate, you run your fingers through his hair and whisper adoration for him as you wait. 
When his fangs bit into you, you were surprised how fast you blood left your body. Steve’s worried eyes watched as the color left your face and the sight killed him. Your eyes rolled shut and a tear left his eye as the memory of finding Eddie in the upside down flashed through his mind. 
The vampire wanted to calm him but he couldn’t. 
He had to focus on you. 
After releasing his hold on you, he hurriedly wiped your blood from his chin and bit into his wrist offering it to you.
“Come on, baby girl. Come on. We need you to drink.” Just as Steve’s had, your eyes snapped open as the sweet taste hit your lips and you began to drink from him. “Fuck…good girl, princess. Mmph…There you go.”
Abruptly, you detached from his arm and passed out against the pillow as Eddie began to dizzily fall back. 
“Whoa, honey. I got you. Are you ok?”
“B-Blood, Steve. I need… please.”
He didn’t waste any time, running to the kitchen and back as he tore the bag open for his partner to take. 
“What happens now?”
“Now, we wait.”
Neither man left your side as they kept a diligent eye on you. Eddie held your hand while Steve kept his palm on your chest to make sure you were still breathing.
“It’s weird…I can’t feel her anymore.”
“When she wakes up you will and it will be more in tune. When you woke up that feeling was incredibly strong.”
Hearing the sadness in his voice, Steve reaches over runs his fingers along his face. 
“What are you thinking about, baby?”
“Everything.” Eddie glances his way and his boyfriend’s loving gaze fills him with warmth. “I never thought about the future. I guess because I was stuck like this…it didn’t even occur to me that you two would age and I wouldn’t. When would you have asked me?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t even know how to bring it up. All I really wanted was for us to have what we always talked about. A happy, simple life away from all the bullshit in Hawkins.” Steve grins when his partner chuckles. “A nice two-bedroom home where we could settle down and have a family. Three boys and three girls you and I would spoil rotten. I would work some office job with so-so benefits and brag about my rockstar husband who was on tour but coming home soon.”
Eddie couldn’t hold it in anymore as the last couple days events hit him and he began to cry. 
“I know, honey. I know”, he cooed as he held his free hand. 
#############
The sound of something crashing to the ground startles both vampires as they sit up and jump out of bed realizing you were no longer between them. They could feel you though; fuck could they feel you.
“Jesus, Eddie…”, Steve groaned as his head lulled to the side.
“I-I know. Stay focused. We need t-to get our girl back first.”
“I don’t know if I can.”, the vampire whined as his palm began absently grazing the bulge in his pants. 
“You will because I told you to, little boy. Do you understand?”, Eddie hissed. 
“Y-Yes, Daddy.”
Slowly moving down the hall, they searched every nook and cranny before something loud in the kitchen caught their attention. They found you on the floor balancing on your heels in your bra and shorts they had laid you down in. The sound of your growling filled the room as you continued to bang on the refrigerator door with your palm. 
“Y/N.”
Jumping at the sound of Eddie’s voice, you fell on to your butt and pressed your back to the cabinets as your black eyes glared his way. 
“Sweetheart, everything’s ok. You’re alright.”
It took you moment but something in your face softened and your crawled towards him, pushing him back slightly before banging your hand on the door again. 
“Daddy. Hungry.”
“You’re hungry, baby?” Reaching in, he takes out a bag and tears it open, handing it to you. Your wide eyes watch him as if he’s figured out a riddle you had spent thousands of years trying to solve and when he offers you what you want, you take it from him without question and chug it back. “Good. Good girl.”
After three blood packs and a peaceful smile on your face, even Eddie could still feel a hunger within you.
“What do you need, pretty girl? Tell me.”
Steve couldn’t control it any longer as his eyes darkened and his own hunger took over. Grabbing his partner’s shirt, he pushed him to the side as he began to crawl towards you. In your state, you perceived the action as hostile and practically roared as you tackled his chest, pinning him to the floor.
“NO! Bad boy…hurt…Daddy!”
His wrists tried to push against your hands but you were much stronger than before. Eddie couldn’t help but be utterly fascinated as he watched you both interact. 
“Say…SORRY!” When he hesitates, your nose presses to his as you growl in a low voice that makes them both hard. “Now.”
“Sorry…Daddy…Sorry, honey.”
At the term, your eyes blink in surprise as you sit up slightly to gaze along his features. Steve’s own black irises search your face for recognition, finding it in your sudden shift of demeanor.
“Steve…”, you coo as lean down and run your nose up his bare, hairy chest to his neck. “Boy…hungry?” He nods emphatically, literally ripping your shorts from your body after pulling down his pants enough to free his cock. “Ask.”
A small whine leaves him as he turns to face Eddie whose eyes were now also black as he stroked his own length while watching you. 
“Daddy…hungry. Please?”
He growled in response, hastily coming up to take his place behind you and runs his tongue up your spine to your shoulder. You mewl as you lower yourself down onto the man beneath you, gripping his neck to pull him up so you could press his head into your chest. Clinging to your hips, the metalhead guided himself into your ass and your head fell back onto his shoulder as they both roughly thrust into you.
When their fangs pierced your skin, you clenched around them causing them both to grunt and hold you tighter. 
“Steve…Eddie…fuck.”
As your fingers tangled into his hair, you bit down on the pretty boy’s shoulder and his moan reverberated through the house as his body shook while releasing his seed inside you. The metalhead circled around to rub fast circles into your clit and you came off Steve with a heavy pant as he fell back onto the floor.
Taking ahold of his arm pressed to your chest, you brought it to your mouth as you bit into the skin. Eddie’s head flew back as your pussy quivered around him and you came hard. Yanking your hair, he shoved your face next to his boyfriend’s as he chased his high and with a few more aggressive thrusts warmed your insides. 
Heavy breathing filled the room as both boys passed out beside you. 
#################
5-year-old you pulls her knees to her chin as you hid under the kitchen table listening to your parents fight. 
“Fuck you! You want to leave me than fucking leave and take that little brat with you.”
“I can’t! Jesus, you never listen! Marnie, doesn’t want kids right now.”
“Oh, oh. The slut doesn’t want kids so I guess whatever she says goes. I didn’t want kids either yet here we are!”, your mother slurs. 
You listen to the sound of his footsteps as he stomps out the door leaving you behind. Glass shatters as the beer bottle she threw hits the wall before she falls to her knees and sobs. 
12-year-old you cries as the police officer lifts you into his arms and tries to carry you out of the foster home you were physically fighting to stay in. 
“Y/N, come on! You need to go be with your mom.”
“NO! I want to stay here! Please don’t make me go back!” You kick the officer, hitting his stomach causing him to drop you to the floor. As fast as you could you get up and run to the woman you had been calling mom for over 6 months. “Please! I’m sorry. I’ll be good. I promise!”
“Sweetheart, listen to me.”, she empathetically murmurs as she sinks to her knees. “It’s time for you to be with your mom. Who knows maybe things will be different this time.”
“It-It won’t. It never is.”
You and your boyfriend panted as you tried to catch your breath hiding under the pier. 
“Woo, that was close!”, he laughs as 15-year-old you grins up at him. “But hey, now we can eat.”
Tossing the wallet to the side, he takes out the money and reaches for your hand as he guides up the bank towards the stores above. After purchasing a burger and some fries, you both share it as he lights a cigarette and stares off into the distance.
“I love you.”
“I love you to, babe.”, you smile as you bite into a fry. 
When his fingers reach out to touch your face, you can’t help but flinch when his thumb grazes the cut on your lip from when he thought you were giving him attitude. 
“I really do. Things are going to get better, Y/N. I promise.”
She couldn’t even make it three months. The police had brought you back home and as soon as they left your mother went off about you running away and how that made her look. By the third month, you tried to leave again and she stopped you. 
“What happened to your arm, Y/N? You said you fell?”, the doctor asked as he began wrapping the cast around the limb. 
You didn’t move or say a word as you stared off into the void. What was the point? The cops knew how she was yet they kept bringing you back. Even if you told this doctor the truth it wouldn’t matter.
“Sweetheart, I can help you. I just need you to tell me what happened.” The man sighs when you remain silent before whispering under his breath. “You don’t have to say anything just nod your head, ok? Did you fall?”
Your eyes meet his for a brief moment before autopilot takes over and you shake your head. 
“Did your mother do this? Did she grab you?”
You nod.
“Ok.”
You stare at the screen in front of you as two men known as Renfield and Dracula make love to each other before biting his neck. A heavy sigh left you at the action and the human boy’s moan hit straight to your heart down to your core. 
You had been watching them for over a month now and you couldn’t explain it but something about them just pulled you in. Hearing their voices and watching how they took care of each other made you feel safe. It’s part of the reason you kept coming back even though you knew if John ever found out you were seeing this he’d probably kill you. 
That following day you were surprised when a message from the site appeared when you signed in from the creators themselves inviting you to a private session. 
When their faces illuminated your screen, a little sigh left your chest. They were both so handsome up close. Because of the technology, you weren’t able to really see their features before but now you could see them in all their glory. Dracula’s eyes fluttered slightly behind his mane of hair. 
“Hey Mina.”
Renfield glances his way in surprise as his partner spoke. Usually, he was the one that did the bulk of the talking so when he initiated, he was taken a back. 
InnocentLittleMina: Hello.
“Hey, honey. We, um, we just wanted to reach out to you because we see you pop up from time to time. You don’t talk or engage very much.”
InnocentLittleMina: Yeah. A lot of the people here are kind of rude.
“Ha. Yeah they are. We were wondering and we understand if you say no but would you want to work for us? Dracula says a moderator could really help us get some control over these people. You don’t have to tell us your name or anything. We can send money straight to your account.”
InnocentLittleMina: You’d pay me?
“Yeah, honey. Of course.”
“However much you want.”, Dracula adds again making his partner’s head quirk to the side. “You just…seem like a kind person with a good heart.”
InnocentLittleMina: You don’t know me.
“We’d like to.”
His words flow through you almost as if you can feel how genuine they are. What’s the worst that could happen?
InnocentLittleMina: “Ok. I’d love to help.”
***
Both men groan as their eyes open and take in the scene before them. After what they saw, they couldn’t care less. They just needed to find you. 
Rising to their feet, they power walk down the hall to find you closing a suitcase and quietly taking a seat on the bed. Your eyes lock with theirs as you softly smile and shrug. 
“See? I told you I had experienced real monsters.”
“Sweetheart.”, Eddie breathed as he sat beside you and pulled you to his chest. “I’m so fucking sorry you went through all that. We would never ever fucking hurt you like them.”
“Or let anyone hurt you like that.”, Steve added as he knelt in front of you. “How are you feeling?”
“Calm. Clear. It’s weird. I’ve never felt like this before. I feel like I’m…home.”
“Because you are, baby.”, the pretty boy cooed as he kissed your palms. 
“While you two were asleep, I packed up some clothes for us. I’m not sure what else we need.”
“Let me see if that relator guy called.”
After he disappeared, the metalhead cupped your face in his hands as his eyes ran along your face. You still looked like the girl they fell in love with but you seemed to have this air of confidence surrounding you that made him fall even harder. 
“I wish I could have seen your life the way I saw his and you two saw mine. I think it’s because him and I are new…”
“Oh, baby girl, trust me. You don’t want to see that. Not all in succession like that. Everything kind of sucked till I met Steve. Before him it was a blur of heartache and anger.” When he sighed, your palm circled around the back of his neck and brought his forehead down to yours eliciting a small, nervous chuckle to fall from his lips. “Fuck…are you doing that?”
“Doing what?”, you murmur. 
“Y/N, I’m a jaded asshole.”, he laughed. “It takes me a while to trust anyone and feel safe but the feeling running through me right now… God it’s so quiet. I can breathe.”
“Because that’s how I feel with you two, Daddy. You’re feeling me.”
“Fuck, Y/N.”, he groaned, his lips falling to the side of your neck. 
“Wait…Wait, Eddie. I need to show you both something first.”
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Present Day
“Ok, Williams, we’re right outside the door. Going in, in two.”
The officer paces around his desk as he glares at the screen watching both men continue to feed while blood drips down your neck. 
“Good. They’re still streaming in front of their computer. Be careful! They shouldn’t be armed but I’m not sure if they’ll react hostilely.”
“Entering in, 3, 2, 1. GO, BOYS!”
As soon as the door kicked in, a little box appears at the corner of your current feed showing the raiding team running through the house. Everything was still in its place including the blood staining the floor by the fridge. 
“We have all eyes on us, guys. Go slow.”
When they find the bedroom, they scream into the void for you three to get down… 
Only to find now one there.
The swat leader walked towards the computer, tearing off the note that was taped to the screen.
“I shall be glad as long as I live that even in that moment of final dissolution, there was in the face a look of peace, such as I never could have imagined might have rested there.
Our souls are knit into one, for all life and all time.
-Mina”
“FUCK!”, Officer Williams shouted as he kicked the chair in front of him. 
CaliforniaPD: You can keep running all you want but you are just making it harder on yourselves! We found you once and we can find you again!”
You whine as your head falls against Steve’s chest and your black eyes flash towards the screen with a small smile. 
“Good luck with that. I’m sorry to say, for you, we’re a lot stronger now than we’ve ever been.”, Eddie rumbled sarcastically towards the camera. 
As you pull away to lean against the metalhead’s shoulder, the other vampire growls low with needs as his head follows yours for a moment before hesitating to focus on the camera. 
“We don’t want any trouble. We just want to be left alone to be happy together but we will gladly do this dance again to keep ourselves protected and keep her safe!”
Your palm ran down his back, calming him as he tilted his head to place open mouth kisses on your shoulder as his own hand absently traveled under your shirt to run along the skin of your stomach. Eddie growled at the action as both vampires glared at each other. Grabbing his throat, the long-haired boy pulled his boyfriend’s lips to his own passionately.
“I think you all have had enough of a show…and I’m…hungry.” At the last word, your tone drops and after you wink towards the camera, you move the mouse, and shut it down.
***
“Did you guys see that? Over one million people were watching us!”, you giggle excitedly.
“Mhmm.”
Both vampires were still distracted as they detached from each other to kiss your neck again. Grinning as you bit your lip, wind messed their hair as you flash ran towards the other side of your new shared bedroom. 
“Oh, come on, boys. Now focus.”
Trying to run after you, you hastily sprinted away, your beautiful laugh filling the new house you three were going to be living in. Eddie was the one to catch you first, practically tackling you to the ground in the living room and pinning your wrists beside your head. 
“Hi, Daddy.”
As you beam up at him, he can’t help but smile down at you before bringing his lips to yours. Your hands flex in his grip but he remains steadfast as he kisses softly down your body and over your blood-stained shirt. 
 Steve crawls towards you both on his hands and knees, falling onto his tummy with his hand grabbing your cheek to turn your head so he could kiss you. Letting you go, your hands remain where they are as Eddie pulls down your panties and tosses them to the side. 
His strong palms dig into your thighs as he lifts your legs over his shoulders and you moan against the other man’s lips as Eddie presses his face into your cunt wasting no time as his mouth devours you. 
Your legs close around him and he mewls into you as your back arches off the floor. 
“Fuck, Daddy! Your mouth feels so good.”
Maneuvering behind him, Steve spreads his partners legs a bit wider and his groans vibrate through your core as the pretty boy runs his tongue between Eddie’s cheeks. You grin blissfully as you watch the sight before you and you run your fingers through the metalhead’s hair. 
“That’s it, honey. Fuck. Make our girl cum. Jesus, Y/N, I can feel how good he’s making you feel. Daddy’s so fucking amazing with that mouth isn’t he? It’s why he never shuts up.”
Eddie’s growls turn into moans when his boyfriend effortlessly slides two fingers inside him while pushing his head harder against your pussy.
“Oh, god!”
Your eyes roll back as you grind your hips against the vampire’s tongue till you tumble over the edge and cum. Releasing him from your grip around his shoulders, you pant as you try to catch your breath, shuddering at the feel of Eddie’s heavy exhales fanning your dripping core. 
You’re not sure if it was the dominance within him or just how sexy both men looked right now but something inside you bubbled forward and you rushed towards them, tackling Steve to the floor. 
“Hungry!”
Abruptly an arm wrapped around your stomach and pushed you back against the hardwood. 
“No.”, the long-haired vampire hissed as his hand clung to your throat. “You ask, little girl. The rules haven’t changed. Not yet anyway.”
“Want…boy!”
“Beg me, Y/N.”, he cooed in a sultry voice that had both you and the other man whining. “Beg Daddy, baby girl.”
“Please, Daddy. Want…” You pause as you blink, trying to clear the fog and intense need from your brain so you could focus. “I want Steve. Please, may I…have him.”
As the black irises disappear and your natural eye color returns so does his as he smiles before giving you a tender kiss. After moving out of the way, he ushers Steve between your legs and helps lift your shirt over your head. 
“I’m sorry if I hurt you. I didn’t mean to grab you like that. I just couldn’t—”
“Control yourself. I know, honey. I understand. You’re doing a lot better than I did though.” He taps his cock against your sensitive clit a couple of times making you jump and you both let out a strangled moan as he slides himself inside of you. “Shit. Always so fucking good.”
Falling on to your chest, he rolls his waist as you cling to his shoulders, leaving little pecks along his skin. When you bite into his flesh, he grunts loudly and snaps his hips hard, punching his length deep inside your heat. 
As he picks up his pace, you release him and he pushes up onto his knees, looping his arms under the back of your own so he can hold your legs open. Feeling someone near him, he opens his eyes to be met with his boyfriend’s cock in his face. Steve opened his mouth willingly and Eddie’s mouth fell open as he bobbed his head, taking him as far back as he could. 
“That’s it, sweetheart. Such a good boy. Jesus, I love watching you two together.”
Threading his fingers through his hair, the metalhead groaned as he fucked his partner’s face making you whine and clench around his own cock every time you heard him gag.
“Mmm—there you go, Steve. Make our pretty girl cum.”
Shoving Eddie’s stomach, Steve growled with need as he pushed him out of his way and wrapped his arms around your back, lifting you up till you were face to face with him. Hugging him to your chest, you used his neck as leverage as you bounced and grinded against him.
When his fangs pierced your skin, your eyes squeezed shut as you did the same, taking him in as his hands grabbed the meat of your ass, guiding your movements till you trembled and came. Steve grunted at the feeling, pushing you back down onto the floor and pounding his cock into you so deeply you swear you could feel him in your stomach, through your heart, and into your soul. 
“Fuck!”, he growled in his deep vampire tone as his movements stalled and you whined as he pumped his spend aggressively into your cunt.
You couldn’t help but breathily giggle as Steve continued to run his lips and tongue along your body. Pushing his chest, you disappeared from underneath him but Eddie anticipated your move, running ahead of you and slamming his palm against the wall as his arm shot out to stop you. Before you could run the other way, he blocked you and pinned your front side to the hallway.
His hand playfully spanked your behind and you both mewled as he guided his cock into your entrance. 
“Oh, fuck, Daddy.”
Intertwining his fingers with yours, Eddie held your hands above your head and thrust his hips roughly against yours, his humid pants in your ear turning you on even more. 
“Shit…baby. Your little pussy is…so fucking perfect. J-Just like you.”
Hastily, he pulls out, turns you around to face him, and lifts you into his strong arms as you reach down to slide his length back inside you. You cling to him as he fucks his cock deep into your core leaving you both grunting into the other face. Not being able to wait, you bite into his neck and he growls loudly before doing the same. 
After dropping one of your legs, Eddie balances his forearm on the wall next to your head as aggressively takes what’s his. Your body shakes as the coil breaks in your tummy causing the metalhead himself to fall over the ledge as he thrust his release inside you. 
As you slump over in his embrace, you feel wind move your hair as Steve runs to the bathroom to turn on the shower and Eddie lifts you again so your legs are wrapped around him as he carries you that way. You can feel it in their energies, they are just as exhausted as you, leaning against you, each other, or the wall to keep from falling over. 
You barely even feel it when they dry you and carry you over to the bed. 
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“What’s wrong, honey?”
“I don’t know. I think…I think something’s wrong with Mina.” Eddie sighs when Steve turns away from him and focuses on the computer in front of him. “She feels…alone. I don’t like it, Steven. It reminds me of how I felt growing up with my dad.”
“There’s nothing we can do, Ed.”
“We can—”
“No. We’re not having this discussion again.”
“Why?! Why would it be so bad to bring her here? It feels like she’d be safer with us than wherever she is now!”
“Eddie, have you taken a look around? We’re on the run, you’re a vampire, we do this internet stuff for money. It’s not exactly lavish!”
Both men glare at each other as their computer pings informing them that you were online. 
“Hey, Mina. O-Oh my god. What happened?”, Steve gasps as he and his partner take in the slowly forming ring around your eye. 
“Oh, it’s nothing. I’m so clumsy and fell. Thankfully John was here to help me.”
“Yeah…thankfully…”, Eddie growled towards Steve as his heart broke for you. 
“I’m…I’m so sorry, sweetheart.”
“Why?”, you giggle as you shrug. “You didn’t do this to me, Renfield. I did it to myself.”
***
Your glassy eyes take him in as your boyfriend huffs around the bedroom before kneeling in front of you to place an ice pack on your cheek. All you wanted him to do was leave so you could talk to Renfield and Dracula. 
You had no idea how you were going to explain this new wound to them. It was so weird having people in your life who genuinely cared about your wellbeing and you found yourself lying to them more than you ever did to keep any of your toxic partners or family calm. 
They were your friends…you didn’t want them to worry…
“This is your fault. Why do you push me like that, Y/N?”
“I just asked you when you were getting off work…”
You jump as he tosses the pack hard against the wall. 
“See? It’s that fucking attitude!”
“I’m sorry.”, you whisper, fully giving up and accepting blame so all this would end. 
Sighing, he runs his fingers along your arm as his own eyes scan you over. 
“Will you be alright?” 
He takes your nod as enough confirmation, rising to his feet and finally leaving your house. Gradually, you stand as well and head to the bathroom to wash your face.
Sitting in front of your computer, you stare at the screen as you debate on rescheduling with them but you are so desperate for a kind voice to say something…anything…to comfort you from the current hell you’re in. 
***
Your eyes slowly opened just as the sun was beginning to descend behind your black out curtains, smiling softly when they land on Steve’s gentle yet sad expression. 
“It’s ok.”, you murmur as you reach out to caress his cheek. 
Catching your hand mid-air, he brings it to his lips as he scoots closer to your frame. 
“It’s not. You could have been with us this whole time.”
“Steve, you didn’t know—”
“But I should have. Eddie saved me from my father and took me in when everything was falling apart in my house. He always told me he understood and I was always grateful for that. I should have known the first time he felt something.”
“But you’re here now.”, Eddie replied groggy from sleep as you rolled onto your back so you could see them both. “Y/N, if ever you don’t want to play rough or anything like that, you know we’d still love you. I don’t want to trigger you or—”
“No, baby, no. You’re not.”, you assure him. “With my mom and my exes… I never had any kind of control over what was happening. With you two, even last night, I know you’d stop if I asked. I can feel it.”
Eddie sighs pleasantly when you place your palm on his chest. 
“Speaking of last night, you were really sexy, Miss Computer Hacker, hiding those skills under that beautiful head of hair.” You laugh as he leans in to tenderly kiss your neck.
“You’re both safe with me to. I’m not going to let anyone hurt you.”
Steve tilts down to slowly kiss your skin as well making you groan as you turn into Eddie’s chest making him chuckle as he presses you to him. The other vampire’s hairy chest grazes your back and you grin as you listen to them kiss above you. 
“What do you want to tonight, honey?”, Steve whispered as his fingers ran up your arms. 
“We seem to be drifting into unknown places and unknown ways.”, you recited making the metalhead laugh again. 
“So did you just memorize the book or?”
“It’s one of my favorites.”, you beam up at him as you kiss his lips and crane your neck to do the same with the other man. “We can rewrite the ending though.”
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gotlostonmywayhome · 2 years ago
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The Awkward and the OnlyFans
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Pairing: Steve Rogers/Sam Wilson Word Count: 3.5k Rating: Mature Tags: No Powers AU, Bookstore AU, Silver Fox Steve, Retired NFLer Steve, College Student Sam, Camboy Sam, Meet Ugly-ish, Masturbation
Summary:  A minor disaster with a book display has Steve meeting a handsome man who is clearly flirting with him. But Steve has a feeling he has seen this man before. And there may have been some booty shorts involved.
Written for the @silver-fox-steve-bang​ Valentines Exchange for @espressosaur​
The Awkward and the OnlyFans is available to read on AO3!
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starryeyedjanai · 11 months ago
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Hi! Will we still be getting a 3rd part of camboy alpha steve? 🥹👉🏻👈🏻
Hi! Yes, there will be another part! I am working on finishing up a couple other fics right now that have deadlines, but I definitely plan on returning to that one soon 💕💕💕
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