#couldnt stop thinking about female steddie after that ask i got

[hotluncheddie]

Spark Plug

written for the August @steddiemicrofic prompt 'plug' !

wc: 437 | rated: M | cw: none | tags: Female steddie, modern au, chubby Steve Harrington, mechanic Eddie Munson

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Eddie bursts into their apartment, already starting her rant as she kicks her work boots off. ‘That annoying fuckin’ spark plug still hasn’t come for the Sedan!’ She stomps through to dump her lunchbox in the sink. 

‘And the customer insisted I put him on hold so he could talk to Jack. Can’t believe UPS is shitty if I say it, but if another dick swinger comes on and does it’s all - oh I know! What has the county come too! Fuckin’ prick.’ Eddie’s rant ends and her feet have taken her through to the couch, where Stevie is splayed out. 

Splayed out with a bowl of popcorn on her belly, in her little bicycle shorts and sports bra, which means she must’ve taken a walk around the block. And Eddie curses mentally for having missed it - always relishing in holding her girlfriend’s hand, taking little side on glances to watch her chest move while she walks.

‘That’s so shit babe.’ Stevie says, half earnest pout, half distracted, and Eddie watches as her eyes trail down, taking in the overalls and white, oil stained vest that she always comes home in. Eddie smirks. 

‘Yeah.’ Eddie sighs, resting a ringed hand on the knotted sleeves by her crotch. ‘Enough about that though, what’re you up to princess?’ And Eddie’s smirk grows - Stevie’s eyes on her fingers, swallowing thickly. 

‘Watching House.’ She replies eventually and Eddie hums for her to keep going as she walks away. ‘Guess how many laws he broke last ep.’

‘I don’t know sweetheart.’ Eddie calls, drinking a glass of water and washing the grease from her fingers. 

‘Like 4!’ Stevie says, giggling. 

Eddie laughs and plops down on the couch, stealing a handful of popcorn and taking in her pretty girlfriend. She’s soft and round in so many places it makes some slightly feral part of Eddie want breed her (and they have their strap, they could play pretend.) So Eddie can’t help trailing a finger over tanned thighs, snapping the material of her shorts. Moving higher and pressing her fingers into the little roll they make at Stevie’s waist. She pulls at them, Stevie gasping slightly as Eddie tugs the shorts down across her ass, manoeuvring them until her thighs are trapped together, her knees bent. 

Eddie strokes her fingers over the course hair of Stevie’s pubes, seeking out the wetness she knows she’ll find. Her fingers and hands are thick and strong from manual labour, from messing around with cars all day every day. They’re so perfect for filling her baby up, stretching her out. 

‘Oh, fuck.’ Stevie whimpers.

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