#steddie x reader blurb

[bloodibambiidoll]

18+MNDI (degradation, brat taming, dom/sub dynamics, pillow riding, facial, handjobs. Listen idk what happened… this stemmed from a thot I had bc of one of the nsfw asks @bimbobaggins69 sent me and my brain spiraled…)

“Look at her Stevie, look how pathetic she looks.” Eddie groans, the feeling of Steve’s large spit slick hand jerking his cock nearly sends his eyes into the back of his head. But he resists, keeping them on you.

“Oh she’s so fucking desperate… is that drool? Are you fucking drooling over our cocks right now baby?” Steve’s voice is condescending and there’s a lop sided smirk painted across his lips while he continues to fuck Eddie’s cock with his fist. His hips thrust in time with the other man’s hand on his own cock, his eyes also glued to you.

They have you sitting on the bed, straddling one of your satin pillow case covered pillows. Your body is completely bare while you desperately rub your wet pussy against the soft material. They’re standing directly in front of you, also fully bare, while they stroke each other’s cocks. Their hands run down each others bodies and they occasionally places kisses on each others lips, necks, shoulders. You want so badly to touch them, for them to touch you. Your eyes can’t decide where to look but they keep landing on their lips, and their cocks. You want them inside you so bad.

“Please.” You whimper, your hips continuing to thrust against the pillow. The soft material feels nice against your clit, but it’s not enough. You need your boys.

“Awww you hear that, Eds? She’s begging now. That’s cute.”

“Sooo cute, Stevie. It would be so much cuter if she wasn’t a fucking brat all day. Maybe then we would actually help her cum.” The long haired man taunts you.

“Right? She could be getting fucked by both of us right now but instead she has to watch and fuck her pillow like a desperate little slut.” Steve moans when Eddie picks up the pace of his strokes on his cock. A bead of precum leaks from his tip and you want nothing more than to lick it up.

“Too bad, her mouth looks so good right now. You really are drooling, huh? Just our dumb drooly little girl, so desperate to get off?” Eddie juts his bottom lip out, mock pouting at you.

“Yes, please, I’ll be such a good girl, please?” You’re so desperately turned on that you aren’t above begging, you’ll take anything they’ll give you at this point.

“Mmm… I don’t think so, princess. If you wanna cum, you know what to do.” Eddie snaps the fingers on his free hand, pointing at the pillow underneath you. His hips thrust into Steve’s hand, a moan you want to fucking swallow leaving his plush lips. “Oh fuck, that’s so good Steve. I’m so fucking close.”

You whimper as your hips pick up speed, subconsciously matching the pace of your boyfriend’s hands as they jerk each other off. Steve leans his head down so he can spit on Eddie’s already slick cock, you watch as he uses his thumb to mix it with the pearly white precum leaking from his lip. You weren’t sure before if you could cum like this or not, but how hot they look and they way they’re talking is quickly changing your mind.

“God, me too babe, fuck. Don’t stop.”

They’re so fucking hot. The way their forearms flex while they work each other with their hands, the beads of sweat collecting on their skin. Steve’s chest hair glistens and the hastily done bun Eddie threw his hair in is barely hanging on for dear life. You grab onto the end of the pillow, pulling it tighter between your legs, this new angle has the silk of the case hitting your clit in a new, more delicious way.

“Open your fucking mouth, baby girl. Stick your tongue out.” Eddie’s voice is strained, breathy grunts leaving his lips. You oblige, sticking your tongue out as far as it can go and looking up at them through your lashes. Your hips continue their assault on the pillow and you feel yourself getting close to the edge.

“Oh, good fucking girl, look at you. You’re so desperate. Just want us to paint you with our cum, huh? You’re so needy you’re gonna cum just from humping your pillow and watching us get off? You’re so pathetic baby.” Steve’s practically babbling now, his entire body shaking with pleasure. Eddie feels so good and you look so fucking sexy and it’s all too much. “I’m gonna fucking cum.”

“Fuck, me too.” Eddie moans.

You watch as their hands speed up, their bare chests heaving. Steve lets out a guttural groan and his body tenses as ropes of his cum shoot out onto your tongue and chin. Eddie follows suit, his own cum painting your tits. The sight of them coming undone for each other and the sounds they’re making combined with the taste and feeling of their cum sends you over the edge right with them. Your eyes roll back as your legs clamp shut around the pillow and a pornographic moan rips through you.

“Fuck. That’s so fucking hot. I’m about to get hard again just from watching that I swear.” Eddie swipes his thumb across your chin, collecting some of the combined juices and your eyes snap open just in time to see him licking the cum off of his digit.

“Dude. When are you not hard? Seriously. Baby, how are you doing? Wanna get cleaned up? I can make us all a nice bath.” Steve grabs your face in his hands, his eyes searching yours. He was always so gentle with you after you played like this.

“Mmm… that sounds nice and all Stevie… but I think I like Eddie’s idea of getting hard again a little more… then maybe a bath after?” You bite your lip as you look up at him eagerly. You still want them so bad.

“Fuck. Yes. What do you say, Steveeee? I think our girl deserves a little reward after she took her punishment so well…”

“You two are insatiable.. You’re going to be the death of me, I swear…..”

[str4ngergirlw0rld]

you can’t seem to makeout whos tongue is whos , you’re too far gone in your own bliss , one boys tongue is wrapped around your nipple , you can feel the vibrations of his moans , sending ripples through your body. you can only guess its eddie , he cannot get enough of your boobs , your suspicions are right when you claw your fingers through his long locks and lightly pull at it. your nipple falls out of his mouth with a pop and you lift your head up to look at him. his eyes are still shut , mouth ajar & missing what he needs most. “babyy lemme get my mouth back on you” you oblige his needs and push his head back toward your chest. steve oblivious to this interaction is still suckling on your clit you can see him grinding against the bed rhythmically.

you purposely grind against his face , his nose catching onto your clit. he immediately encourages you to ride his face hooking his arms beneath your thighs, hes so far gone he hadn’t noticed you just came down from your fourth orgasm til you mutter a “steve please” he pulls away , your cum dripping from his chin and he leans over you , pressing his lips to yours , his neglected cock now sitting snuggly over your pussy. not in yet but he knows what you need when you push his and eddies waist towards your pussy.

eddie finally lifts his head and his eyes droop more with love as he sees steves wet chin , he leans in and licks all over his face, when hes done he kisses steve and shoves his tongue down his throat, sharing your cum.

once their both done they turn their heads to you. eddie sits up and steve guides you to straddle his lap. sitting on his cock , as he enters you , you both simultaneously let out a relieved sigh. eddie leans in to give you a soft kiss and makes sure to tell you “i love you baby, you look so pretty , so beautiful, can’t wait to watch you cum all over our cocks.”

behind you , you can feel steves fingers in your other hole getting it ready to take him. once you’re ready enough he pushes you into eddies chest lightly , eddie taking the hint and comforting you, knowing how vulnerable you are in this position. steve pushes in with little to no resistance having prepped you good. he yanks your head back by your throat only for you to look into his eyes. seeing how blacked out they are with lust and love. then he breathes in your ear harshly and tells you “if you take it like a good slut, you’ll get a reward tonight.” he finishes his sentence with a harsh slap to your ass as him and eddie immediately find a good rhythm and fuck you into oblivion. leaving you a screaming mess.

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Secret Moments, In a Crowded Room:

boyfried!eddie munson x fem!reader x steve harrington

summary: your boyfriend eddie and your shared "friend" steve start something messy with you | my blog and this fic are 18+ Only, NSFW

1058 words

the song: dress by Taylor Swift

The cool evening breeze drifting in through the open window carried freshly mown grass, autumn leaves, and a bonfire from down the road as it made the curtains in your bedroom flutter. Signs of people out and about, enjoying their last few nights of decent weather - meaning anyone could be walking by. Anyone could see. 

Obscene and filthy, wrong and dirty. 

Heavy air that smells like smoke and woods, his soap and his shampoo. Bodies coated in light sheens of sweat, pouted lips and flushed cheeks. Your chest heaving beneath his palms, cool metal soothing against heated skin. 

He had you settled between his spread legs, back to his now bare chest, the thrum of his heartbeat against your spine, a rhythm you locked onto for breathing to settle your nerves, or maybe excitement. Cold metal chain bumping against your shoulder as he leaned forward, fingers pulling at your nipples gently. Circling the bead and pinching just right, just how you liked it. 

Your legs thrown over his thighs, pulled apart wide for him to see and your toes curled into the bunched up sheets as his hand moved lower across your stomach. Eddie tutted into your neck as you threw your head back to rest on his shoulder.

“Nu-uh-uh,” he nosed at your cheek, singing, “Keep ‘em open sweetheart.”

As you lifted your head he pressed his lips to your ear. “Good girl,” kissing just below it, but never taking his eyes off of the foot of the bed. Eddie’s hand sunk lower and lower, until it hovered over your cunt, teasing until you whined and the other boy swallowed. 

Eddie laughed as your hands flew to his thighs, breath caught in your throat as one finger slid through your slick, parting your lips slowly. Eddie mouthed at your neck until you wiggled your hips and his other hand had to hold you in place, two fingers spreading you wider, putting on a show. He left your neck with a loud release of his lips, smirking against your shoulder. 

“Feels like my baby is pretty into this, what’s it look like?”

Your cheeks warmed, legs stretching and bending under the attention as Eddie laughed into your skin, pressing more encouraging kisses. 

The boy at the end of the bed stood before you both in just a pair of black boxers, stark against his tan skin that reminded you of the summer that was now over. New freckles and moles you’d never seen exposed to you, needing him closer so you could explore them all. His cheeks flushed pink, hand reaching up and running back through his auburn hair. Hooded eyes roaming over your body like you were a meal he was about to devour. 

As Eddie’s fingers spread you even wider, thick middle finger running up and down, teasing, Steve rested a knee on the mattress. The bed dipped with his weight as he pressed his palms flat, crawling up towards you as he swallowed, adam’s apple bobbing and you gushed around the thick digits, squeezing at Eddie’s thighs. 

Steve’s tongue jutted out over his bottom lip, tilting his head as he murmured, “She’s practically dripping on the bed for us, Munson.”

Both boys smirked at the noise you made at the observation. Steve’s eyes focused on Eddie’s fingers and Eddie’s on the look of admiration on Steve’s face as you squirmed, pushing back against his chest.

Steve’s fingers ghosted up your thigh, eyes finally roaming higher on your body to meet your gaze. He leaned forward, hand rising to cup your face. Long fingers and thumb holding your chin and jaw, hand so large it felt like it overtook you easily and your breath hitched. His eyes never leaving yours as he tsked, “Man, you sure you wanna let me fuck her? She’s so pretty, don’t know if you’ll get her back.”

It felt so wrong to be turned on by his soft tone that contrasted with the words leaving him. Feeling dirty from the way he pretended to ask Eddie instead of you, the way his compliment was making you roll your hips against Eddie’s fingers, desperate for more. 

Eddie laughed, still confident, “Go ahead Harrington, she’s not going anywhere.” His finger dipped lower finally, circling your entrance and drawing slick up to your clit and making you jolt forward. Fingers on Steve’s shoulders, noses bumping as Eddie followed, cooing in your ear, “Aww, baby, you want Steve to fuck you?”

A pathetic whine when Steve’s palms caressed up your thighs and he kept his lips hovered over yours, waiting, nose pressed into your cheek. Eddie cursed quietly, lips over your ear as he squeezed your waist, never stopping his attentive circles to your clit. His voice lowered, gravel and rasp as he breathed out, “Yeah? I want that too. Gonna watch him fuck my girl.”

Steve’s lips parted over yours as you gasped, both of Eddie’s hands squeezing at your waist as a new finger dipped inside of you, then a second quickly followed, longer and slimmer, curling a different way than your boyfriend’s in a way that had your brain going blank. Steve’s kiss is messy, mouth moving over yours hungry, sharp breaths into you as he licked at your lip, demanding more. Eddie sucked at your neck, teeth grazing over the wet skin and pulling when he heard Steve moan into your kiss, the wet sounds of your tongues meeting and his fingers slipping in and out of you. Your stomach coiled in a familiar taut band quickly from all the extra stimulation - two mouths, four hands, it’s too much. 

Eddie nipped at your ear, fingers bumping Steve’s as he took control of your throbbing clit again while the other boy kept up his steady pumps. Your hands reached for both, curled in the hair at Steve’s neck so he sucked on your bottom lip and made Eddie swear against the edge of your jaw. Your other back into Eddie’s hair, tugging him forward by his curls so he was whispering against your cheek. 

“Shit honey, yeah, I’ll let Steve fuck you. But only so you know I do it better.”

Steve’s smile against your lips had you parting in a laugh that Eddie joined in on. Lips and fingers quick to meet again, the three of you becoming a tangled mess. 

[porchlightfairy]

steddie x reader poly fluff? love ya xx

here's this little blurb about loving on their scars.

hope you enjoy! xoxo.

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The boys hated their scars. You could tell whenever they would look in the mirror before getting in the shower. Steve wouldn’t stay in his reflection too long and he would deflate. Eddie on the other hand would stare hard at the scars. Sometimes, you would catch him picked at the jagged skin. Maybe if he could get his fingers under it, it would peel up like a sticker.

You felt terrible at how they felt. They would never change what happened but the constant reminder of the pain haunts their bodies. One night as you enter the bedroom you see them both laying shirtless waiting for you.

An idea pops in your head, then a smirk appears. You crawl into bed and nuzzle up against Steve. He smiles and wraps his arms around you, “Mm, lucky me.” He’s about to go in for a kiss before you turn away and begin to kiss the scar around his neck. He starts to laugh at the sensation. Eddie pops his head over your shoulder, “I want a turn too!” He straddles Steve and begins to kiss the other side of his neck.

You laugh as the boys begin to wrestle on the bed trying to give the bigger hickey to the other. You grab Eddie and pull him down to kiss the side of his face. He smiles and goes to kiss you in return but you move away and kiss his chest. “What’s going on with you?” He tilts his head. He caresses your face gently. You shrug, “I just love you. Every single part.” You turn to Steve, “Both of you.”

You kiss each of them, “Even if you don’t, I always will.”

They lay down on either side of you and for once they feel comfortable in their prickly skin. You put them at ease.

[lightvixxen]

Hi im on my horny shit anyway tw: stepcest under the cut stepdad!steve x reader + dbf!eddie x reader (kinda) Eddie is Steves friend reminder that all parties are 18+ and consenting. Nothing is explicit just a precaution!

Thinking about stepdad!steve with an absolute brat of a stepdaughter, who can’t help but talk back, and blatantly disrespect him in his own home, it only got worse when you came back from college. And at the end of the day had the audacity to get on her knees at the end of the day and beg for forgiveness.

It works of course, Steve can’t help but give into the teary eyes you give him, promising to be on your best behavior tomorrow!! Which obviously, never comes. Cue Steve venting to his equally fucked up friend, who knows about your…relationship. Eddie, he knows a thing or two with dealing with brats. You just need a firmer hand to break you down.

Because Steve is soft, he doesn’t know how to handle a brat younger than him, Eddie on the other hand? It only takes an hour before your crumbling underneath him.

Just a Eddie teaching Steve’s stepdaughter a lesson in respect when it comes to her daddy!!!

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Steve Harrington x fem!reader x Eddie Munson 18+

idk i’m feeling some sort of way

“Wider,” a voice came from the bottom of the bed, in the shadows where the bedside lamp didn’t quite reach. “C’mon, I wanna see her, keep her legs open, Eds.”

You squirmed as two big palms pressed into the insides of your thighs, doing as they were told. Eddie groaned, moved closer into the cradle of your legs and you tried not to cry out at the feeling of his mouth over the seam of your cunt. He kissed at you, pretty little pecks of affection over your folds, eyes rolling at how wet you were, how you tasted.

There was another boy watching it all, eyes dark and hooded as he got exactly what he wanted with stern, quiet orders and soft praise. Steve lounged against the headboard, his shirt off, jeans unbuttoned and his hand down the front of the tight denim, a flat palm dragging across his hard cock, just enough pressure to stave off the ache.

“That’s it,” he cooed and you saw Eddie’s cheeks turn pink. “Lick her nice ‘n slow, you know how she likes it. Yeah, like that, keep going, I wanna see her soaked.”

Eddie obeyed, keeping your legs wide, his head tilted to the side, his cheek pressed to your thigh so Steve could watch the way his tongue flicked out to press into your entrance, dragging your slick up to your clit. He did it over and over, slow and soft until you were squealing, cheeks hot and eyes glassy, your hands fisted in the pillow above you because you weren’t supposed to touch either boy.

Not yet.

“Ooh, baby,” Steve was grinning but his own face gave him away, flushed like Eddie’s, eyes hazy as he stared at your pussy, drinking in every piece of exposed skin. He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth, like he could taste you too. “Is that good? You gotta tell me or Eddie’s gonna stop.”

You nodded through a whine, lips falling open in a silent groan, back arching and Eddie moved his attention to your clit, soft lips pursing around it as he kissed gently, sucking at it between sweet pecks. Steve swore, a sound you probably weren’t supposed to hear and then the mattress dipped as he moved closer. He joined Eddie between your spread legs, kissed at your knee in a soft moment of affection before he smirked again and let his gaze roam over your naked frame.

“There you go,” Steve cooed and you weren’t sure who was talking to, but Eddie sighed the same as you did. “Keep her nice and open, man, I wanna see how wet she is, yeah— yeah, that’s it, let her feel your tongue.”

Steve coaxed Eddie through it, stroking a line along your stomach as the other boy pushed his tongue into you, his nose pressed to your clit, his chin wet with you, his eyes closed in a dreamy way. Your poor fingers were still twisted in the cotton pillowcase, yanking and pulling and you wanted to do that to the boys, you wanted to tug at their hair and demand more — but you knew better.

“Lick right there, that’s it, give her a kiss, huh? She’s so pretty,” Steve kept talkin’ soft and low and his voice sounded like silk, like dark chocolate, brown sugar, like a fucking dream. “You’ve got the prettiest little pussy, haven’t you, honey? She deserves all the love.”

Eddie did as he was told once more, pulling back just slightly before he pressed an open mouthed kiss to the centre of your cunt, tongue laving over your sensitive skin, the boy groaning something filthy when you bucked your hips into him. He looked at Steve when he was done, pupils blown wide and his own body moving against the mattress, boxers tented and wet in the front.

Steve grinned, leaning in to kiss the boys lips, pulling back just a little but only to flick his own tongue across Eddie’s mouth, licking into the seam and you whined, knowing that Steve was tasting you too.

“So sweet,” Steve told you both and he used one finger to sneak between Eddie’s hands, where the longer haired boy still held you open with two thumbs over your folds. Steve dragged his pointer over your clit, rubbed soft, little circles until you were squirming again and thought you’d finally be allowed to come.

But then—

“C’mere, honey,” Steve patted your hip, moving back. He coaxed Eddie with him, sliding his fingertips into the black band of his underwear, slipping the material down his hips until his hard cock was on show. He looked back at you, nodding towards Eddie who had his eyes closed, waiting. “Don’t you think Eddie deserves some attention?”

You couldn’t argue, Eddie had been between your thighs for almost forty minutes, diligently listening to Steve’s dirty instructions. So on wobbly knees, you crawled down the bed, too warm and aching between your thighs, wondering how long it would be until you were allowed to come.

But Steve just smoothed your hair back and pecked your cheek, a loving thing that was full of fondness. It made you squirm even more, face flushed and eyes wide, and god, it made the boy beam.

“Pretty girl,” Steve praised. “C’mon, open your mouth for us, there you go.” Steve tapped at your bottom lip with the same finger that he’d dragged through your slick, pulling it until it popped and fell back into place. “Good girl, now, do as you’re told and show us your tongue.”

[eddiesghxst]

best friend!reader x best friend!steddie and shes telling them how she doesnt know how to give head so they teach her🥹

HELLO I SCREAMED. YES A MILLION TIMES.

(sorry for any mistakes it’s 2 am and i didn’t proofread oops)

18+ — MINORS DNI

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Steve should’ve known Eddie was cooking something up whilst you were explaining your dilemma. He should’ve seen it coming, but he was too busy listening to you ramble about how you’re scared to give a blowjob because you’ve never done it— scared about what movements feel good and how to be conscious of your teeth (you’ve heard that men complain about that a lot).

He was being a nice friend, consoling you and trying his best to assure you that you’re just overthinking and when the time comes, you won’t be as bad as you think you’ll be.

And Steve was so occupied with you that you both seemed to have forgotten the little devil sitting on the opposite side of you until he spoke up, tone suggestive with a glint in his eyes that made you what to squirm, “What if we just showed you how to do it?”

So now, Steve’s jeans are pooled around his ankles and his shirt is rucked up his chest as you and Eddie kneel before him. Steve’s not exactly sure why he was chosen to be the demonstration model, but he can’t find it in him to complain— especially not when your warm hands are slowly jerking him off in a toe-curling way that has him nearly seeing god.

Eddie’s hand rests over your hand, gently guiding your sinful movements and the scene causes Steve’s eyes to roll with a string of curses falling from his tongue. Eddie smirks at the sight, “Feels good, big boy?”

“Y-yeah… fuck, I don’t wanna cum before she has a chance. Hurry up, Munson.”

Eddie laughs and rolls his eyes before turning to you, “Okay sweetheart, Stevie here can’t take much more of your teasing so we’re gonna have to move onto the next step. Consider that a compliment.” He winks and you preen.

Eddie’s fist is gently stroking Steve’s cock as he speaks, “It’s easy, really. You can start out with a few licks and kisses, but overall, just imagine you’re sucking a popsicle.” Eddie leans forward, hand still stroking the throbbing cock as he licks at the tip a few times before pressing a few kisses to the underside of Steve’s cock.

Steve’s thighs tense, breath stuttering at Eddie’s teasing touches. Eddie’s lips close around the tip of Steve and he gently suckles, lapping up the bit of precum and humming at the taste. As Eddie sinks lower, Steve moans, a curse falling from his lips. Eddie sucks him off for a little bit before he pulls off with an approving hum, smirking at Steve’s disheveled state and the sight of your intrigued expression.

“Wanna try, sweetheart?” He asks. You quickly nod and he shuffles to the side to make room for you. You eagerly grasp Steve’s wet cock, stroking a few times as Eddie had beforehand. You lean forward to mouth at Steve’s cock, but you hesitate last second, glancing over at Eddie for an approving nod which he quickly gives.

You lean in, alternating between sloppy kisses and wet licks up his cock. You keep going until Steve’s hand reaches up to hold your head, resting there in an encouraging manner. You wrap your lips around his tip and suck, just like Eddie, slowly moving down the length of Steve. You can hear Steve’s bated breathing and Eddie’s soft praise, “Good girl, you’re taking him so well, princess.” His ringed hand rubs soothing circles against your back.

You don’t see it, but Steve can clearly see Eddie’s other hand sink to his own crotch, softly pressing against the hard tent beneath his jeans. You moan, pushing forward as far as you comfortably can, shuffling on your knees as you begin to bob your head up and down the length.

“How’s she feel, Harrington?” Eddie asks, gaze flickering up to the other curly-haired boy. “Fuck— good, she’s really good… i’m gonna cum, pull off.”

Your wide eyes flicker up to Steve’s face, watching as his features twist in pleasure. Eddie gently tugs your hair, silently ordering you to pull off of Steve’s dick. You release him from your mouth with a sinful pop, continuing your slow strokes as you look at Eddie, chest heaving in excitement and lack of air.

“I-I wanna taste.” You admit. Steve curses, a curled fist rising to his forehead as he tries to ground himself from the words you’ve just said. Eddie smirks, “Yeah? Wanna give it a try, princess?”

You nod and he chuckles, “Go ahead, before Stevie passes out.”

Steve curses at Eddie and you giggle and happily resume your activity. As you continue sucking Steve off, Eddie sneaks a hand in between you and Steve, gently grasping Steve’s tight balls. Steve moans, gaze snapping towards Eddie’s to see him smirking, “Come on, Harrington, you gonna keep our girl waiting?”

And Steve sure as hell isn’t, he’s blowing his load the second Eddie asks, moaning and cursing as he empties himself into the wet heat of your mouth.

You take as much as you can before you pull away, sputtering for air and coughing at what little cum you’d choked on and Eddie softly laugh, rubbing soothing circles across your back as Steve strokes himself off for the last few ropes of cum left in him.

“Did… was that any good?” You ask, wide eyes darting between the two boys. Steve scoffs out a laugh, “Yeah, sweetheart, that was fucking insane.”

You giggle in excitement and Eddie smiles. Steve stokes his sensitive cock once and moans before nodding at the two of you, “Now, why don’t you show Eddie what you learned, hm?”

[singmyaubade]

Good Graces

exes!steddie x female!reader

summary: coming back from chicago, the last people you expected to see were you exes but for them, the only thing they wondered when they saw you was, what's it gonna take to get back in your good graces?

warnings: eventual smut! 18+ angst, cursing, reader wants to kill steve, , swearing, unprotected sex, praise, oral (male receiving), jealousy..

a/n: i feel like this is going to be a two-parter most likely but i wanted to write this so bad because i love the song off of short n' sweet. i don't usually write for steddie but i was craving this concept. anyways, i hope you and enjoy and as always, i apologize if you hate this.

You dragged your luggage with a grunt as you passed through baggage claim over to the exit. A part of you was thoroughly regretting bringing two big suitcases but if you were spending two months of your summer in Hawkins, Indiana.

You certainly needed it.

Your eyes wandered all over the place to spot your childhood friend and cousin, Robin. She excitedly waved her hand side to side, an ecstatic grin that reached both of her dimples.

You could spot the balloons and welcome home sign from a mile away and that was enough to confirm that was Robin.

She excitedly waved her hand side to side, an ecstatic grin that reached both of her dimples. She started racing towards you before she almost tripped over the decorations in her hand.

You giggled as you raced over to her to prevent her from causing actual damage to herself, "Jeez Robin, still clumsy?" You asked, snorting.

She rolled her eyes, "This is hard to carry all by yourself!" She exasperated, causing her to pout.

"Aww poor baby," You mocked, pinching her cheek as she swatted your hand away.

Instead of saying anything else, she hugged you. You smiled sweetly, embracing her back, glad to see her and talk to her instead of the same static on the telephone.

"I missed you," You whispered, smile still on your face.

"Uh, I missed you more!" Robin almost yelled, pulling away from you, "You have to tell me everything about Chicago," She said, grabbing on of your suitcases for you.

You started telling Robin about everything and she kept replying with her gasps and 'oohs' when you told her all about acting school.

Even you had to admit that going to Chicago straight out of high school was not exactly a sentence jotted down on your bucket list.

But when you get accepted to one of the top acting schools in Chicago, you can't exactly decline. Of course, you were sad to leave everything behind.

Your friends, your family, even the shitty diner on 15th street but you knew that you would come back to visit, it was guaranteed.

You usually would've stayed with your parents but they decided to go on a three month trip to the Caribbean but they did make it clearly that they would miss your presence.

And you were also glad to be able to spend time with Robin since you hadn't been able to see her in so long.

But you couldn't say you didn't miss her nosy questions or constant rambling,

"You have to tell me about all your latest conquests!" She said, driving but peeking her head at you to encourage you to answer.

You rolled your eyes, "I'm still perplexed that you can even drive, is it even legal for you to drive?" You snickered, changing the subject.

She scoffed, "Okay first of all, I am an amazing driver and second, you aren't changing the subject from the tragic discussion of your love life,"

You gasped offended, "My love life is not tragic!" You folded your arms, "And I just don't feel the need for something like that right now,"

Robin exasperated, "All you have told me about your love life is two exes who you literally call 'fuckface' and 'dickhead' which is not a confirmation of a successful love life," Robin ranted, "And you still have yet to tell me who these mystery men are!"

"They aren't important," You mumbled, nuzzling into the cold window.

Robin sighed, "You shouldn't let whoever those assholes were determine your love life, Y/N."

Robin wasn't usually serious with you but you knew that it did make her sad to see you never truly opening your heart because of two men that had screwed you over.

You shrugged as Robin looked at you, "But I'll still get you Benny's,"

You sat up in excitement, "Are you serious?" You asked, grinning ear to ear.

"Ugh yes, we can even eat the greasy burger in the car like old times," Robin said with a smile as you cheered.

By the time you and Robin had gotten your burgers, you were asking her about her life and what she had been up to as you bit into your greasy cheeseburger.

Robin shoved a few fries in her mouth before talking, "What do you wanna know?" She asked, mouthful.

You swallowed before answering, "Hmm... what are they like? But no names!"

Robin snorted, "Are you really still serious about the 'no name policy'?"

The 'no name policy' came from your acting school where you don't let someone introduce you to someone privately until you actually see them and you only learn their name when you see them.

And Robin also couldn't tell her friends who you were because that would be missing the entire point.

Robin thought it was stupid but you thought it was productive.

"Um yes!" You said loudly, "It's actually incredibly helpful when you think about it."

Robin chuckled, "What if you already know them?"

"Then I'll be reintroduced," You said, smugly.

"Alright," Robin said, "Well one of them is an absolute dingus to the maximum," You giggled as she went on, "But he is pretty funny and kind but clumsy when you meet him, I think you would like him,"

"He seems fun," You replied before Robin moved on.

"Then there's the other one, he's an absolute pothead and extremely eccentric but when you look past that, he's a pretty nice guy and actually really fun to be around, I think you would like him too." Robin said, eating the last bite of her burger.

"That's cool," You smiled.

Robin continued to go on about the different kids there and how the three adults including her were their babysitters which you thought was hilarious.

As you finished up your burger and fries, you threw the trash out before you and Robin were driving towards her house.

"Oh and also, we are going to one of their houses tonight," She said as she checked her watch, "Or as soon as you put your bags down because we are late!" She yelped, urgently parking.

You laughed as you both grabbed your luggage from the trunk, making your way inside the house and to her room. You barely had time to situate yourself before Robin was rushing you because of her own late actions.

By the time you could blink, you were both already inside the car, making it towards her friends house.

"Also," She cleared her throat, "He's kind of loaded so don't make a big deal out of it,"

"How rich are we talking?" You joked with a sly smile.

"Again, he's a dingus with no charm," Robin said, "You will forget he's rich extremely fast,"

You laughed, looking outside despite it being dark. A part of you really missed Hawkins considering you grew up there and you heavily missed the late night car drives that you took.

Another part of you though was scared that you might run into two individuals during your time back home but you were pretty sure Robin wouldn't ever even be in their social circle, let alone her area.

Robin pulled into a house and you couldn't really make out it's features but you could swear that you recognized the street.

Robin unbuckled her seatbelt as she spoke, "We've arrived," She said hauntingly as you giggled.

You both exited the car as you heard laughing and yelling on the inside which cause Robin to bang on the door with a heavy knock, almost as if she was the police.

You hissed at the knock as she shrugged before the door opened and the last person you had expected to see opened the door,

"Robin, I literally said the time to be here was seven, not eight!" He sighed, looking at her before locking eyes with you.

Steve fucking Harrington.

He still looked the exact same, brown curly strands still standing on his head, looking effortlessly perfect. His muscles flexing as he held open the door and same brown doe-eyed eyes that looked at you with a certain glint.

Not even his outfits had changed, same jeans and striped polo shirt, you wanted to choke him.

Or fuck him, it was hard to decide.

"Okay well, I had to pick my cousin up from the airport and I got sidetracked!" She whined, speaking to Steve but his eyes were locked onto yours, "And speaking of my cousin, this is Y/N." Robin introduced.

Silence sat there for a few more seconds that felt like minutes as you and Steve looked each other. He looked uneasy but you knew your face was showing a disgruntled look as Robin looked at the both of you.

He coughed, snapping out of it, "Uh hi,"

You stood there with the same look on her face as Robin looked like a lightbulb popped on top of her head.

Her mouth made an 'o' shape, "Do you guys know each other?"

"This is one of the exes," You said as you clicked your teeth and Robin looked as if she found out something outrageous.

"Wait which one? The one who broke up with you after taking your virginity and started dating another girl or the one you caught sleeping with another girl after his concert," Robin asked.

"Robin!" You squealed, looking at her as if you wanted to choke her.

"I'm curious!" She replied as Steve continued looking at the both of you with the same wide-eyed expression.

You waved her off before you looked back at Steve, "Whatever, I don't give a shit anymore," You said, shoving his shoulder as you entered the house you had seen a multitude of times before.

You and Steve Harrington's relationship was not something to call home about. You had dated him before he was Steve 'The King' Harrington. He was so sweet for the first part of your relationship, when it was the beginning of school and clique's weren't sorted.

This was until Carol and Tommy had recruited him and their first proclamation was that he dumped you if he ever wanted to be anything in Hawkins High.

So you met up with Steve that night and you both said that you had things to talk about. After some back and forth, he let you go first and you told him you were finally ready to give up your virginity.

And let's just say, instead of breaking up with you there and then, he decided to do the most absolute dickhead thing and take it anyway. After, you were happy and it was a great first time, Steve was kind and compassionate.

He drove you home and then your life hit a certain darkness when you went to school the next day. Instead of seeing your boyfriend immediately, Carol and Tommy approached you in the parking and they told you that Steve had broken up with you and found something better.

And then in between periods, you saw him and a girl named Susie Blickens extremely close to each other as she twirled her hair and he rested his hand above her head on the locker.

Not only did you wanna puke but you were fucking furious. Of course, you were sad, there wasn't counting how many times you had cried over him but eventually, all of it turned to anger.

He would walk past you as if nothing happened and that was when you swore that you would always hate his guts till the day you die.

Hence, why he looks like a dear in headlights seeing you.

As you entered the living room, you were greeted by all of the teenagers on the couch, causing absolute chaos.

A kid named Dustin introduced himself to you first, offering a handshake which made you laugh before he continued arguing with his friend.

The rest of them just smiled at you but you figured you would learn their names throughout the night.

You sat in the empty arm chair facing away from the front door and Steve in general. You could hear Robin and Steve whisper arguing but it did not intrigue you.

"So you go to school in Chicago?" A girl named Max asked you as you politely smiled.

"Yeah," You responded.

"And how is it?" A girl named El followed up.

"It's pretty fun, the windy city is exactly what you think it would be." You answered.

"Did you meet any cute boys?" Max asked as a boy you presumed was her boyfriend yelped a 'hey!'

You both giggled, "They are pretty okay but they aren't as interesting as you would think."

The two girls you were talking to giggled as they began whispering as you clapped your hands in your lap, looking around Steve's house.

Nothing had changed much but you were happy to see more pictures added to the walls. You knew Steve didn't have the best relationship with his parents but in a way, his house looked more homely.

Maybe he did that himself.

You watched the kids bicker a few minutes more as you watched the dynamics between them all. You were actually having a semi good time for the most part and were pretty sure the night couldn't get worse.

You felt a hand cup the top of the arm rest before speaking, "Wow, you let the pretty girl steal my seat," The voice you recognized all too well spoke.

Oh fuck no.

You looked behind you to see Eddie Munson who had the same expression that Steve did, trying his best to find the words to say to you.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" You asked as the kids snapped their neck at your foul language.

Eddie gulped, "Y/N,"

You were pretty sure a vein was popping from your forehead and by the way Eddie was looking at you, it was almost as if your hair was on fire.

"Is Robin friends with every asshole in Hawkins?" You meant to ask in your head but said it instead out loud.

"Maybe," Eddie sent an awkward laugh which only made you angrier, "Listen, I know we didn't end on the best of-" He started.

You stopped him immediately, "Are you seriously about to say the best of terms? You fucking cheated on me!" You yelled as Eddie hissed in pain, as if you were touching him with a hot iron.

The kids gasped, full attention on you and Eddie but there was not a bone in your body that cared.

"Y/N, I swear I've changed and I tried apologizing many times," He tried his best to mediate but it was to no avail.

"I meant what I said the day you did it, you can go fuck yourself and I will hate you till the I die," You spat, pushing past him, moving towards Robin.

With Eddie, you didn't need that many words to explain the situation. He was different from Steve and the second boy that you genuinely liked. He made you laugh and gave you free pot which was both a great deal.

And you had to admit that he gave the best head to ever exist.

But when you went to one of his concerts for his band, Corroded Coffin, you went backstage to surprise him and caught a blonde giving him head.

He almost had the same look he had when he just saw you.

But let's just say it didn't end the best when you grabbed the blonde haired girl by her hair and started hitting Eddie with the fan you were using to cool yourself down.

It took a while for Gareth to get you off of Eddie but you eventually just walked away and never spoke to Eddie again despite his desperate tries over the phone and at your house.

And that was that.

Steve was next to Robin but she swatted him away as she sees you approaching, "How did you manage to become friends with the two most heinous men in Hawkins?" You asked, genuinely pissed.

Robin looked lost for words, "I mean okay, I get that maybe you would've dated one but I didn't expect for you to date both Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson!" She rambled, "I can't believe those are the faces behind fuckface and dickhead,"

"It's not your fault," You groaned, "I'm just shocked and choosing whether to kill them or just heavily injure them." Your jaw moved to the side as you glanced behind them as they were both peering at you, looking away once you saw them, trying to play it off.

"Listen, I know they are absolute buttheads but I swear they've changed and I won't try to convince you but I'm begging you to give them a chance," Robin implored.

You sighed, not wanting to cause a rift between Robin and her friends even if you hated them more than anything in the world.

"Okay," Is all you said as Robin let out a breath.

"Okay," She repeated.

She led you both to the couch as you sat down next to her on the big couch with Eddie peering at you in his armchair and Steve running his hand through his hair aggressively as he sat next to Robin.

Even the kids could feel the tension in the room. Robin broke the silence with a laugh before speaking, "Okay! How about we play Monopoly?" She asked as everyone agreed in little 'yeahs' and 'sures.'

You were surprised Eddie didn't argue for D & D.

Mike grabbed the game, laying it in on the coffee table. The kids yelled for which little figurines they wanted but Steve quickly snatched the dog before looking at you.

He reached over Robin to hand it to you as you looked at him with a hateful expression, "Uh, I just remember it being your favorite to play with." He muttered.

A part of you wanted to scoff and grab another figurine but he had been right, it was your favorite.

Sadly, it only brought you back the the memories of when you and Steve dated.

"I still don't understand why you like playing this game considering I always school you," You cockily said as Steve mockingly laughed.

His face went close to yours, "We always know I win," He said, giving you a light peck before you could respond.

You smiled, "Alright Harrington, let's test your bluff,"

He set the game down on the table as he began setting up the board and the money.

You reached to grab your dog figurine before he snatched it from you within seconds, causing you to frown.

"But if I take your good luck charm, maybe I could win," He snickered as you rolled your eyes.

"In your dreams," You said, acting like you didn't care.

Steve watched you with a grin for a few seconds before approaching you, slipping the dog into your grip.

You smiled sweetly as Harrington grabbed your waist, "I'll always let you have the dog if it means I get to see you happy,"

You scrunched your nose, "You are the corniest person I know,"

"You know you love it," He whispered, kissing you again,

You hesitated, taking the miniature sized dog, not daring to say anything to him. Steve watched to see if you would smile but your facial reaction didn't change.

He frowned as Eddie began speaking, "Okay, let's do this!"

The kids immediately started to somehow play Monopoly aggressive which only earned a laugh from you. What made you laugh even harder was seeing how passionate Eddie, Steve, and Robin were about the game.

A little part of you had missed being around all of them in their own separate way.

Chicago was fun but it didn't have the same home feeling that you got when you were back at Hawkins.

After a couple rounds and your money only slipping, you excused yourself to get a soda.

"Do you need help finding anything?" Steve asked, already ready to get up from his seat.

"I'm sure I'll be fine," You said quickly, moving towards the kitchen.

Steve sunk into his seat as you began reaching to grab a cup from the cupboard above you. Before you could go on your tippy toes, a taller hand grabbed it for you as you sighed.

You turned around to see Eddie only inches away from you as he placed the glass down next to you.

You only glared at him as he smirked, eyeing you up and down which only earned a scoff from you.

Not that you would ever say this out loud, Eddie still never hesitated to make you nervous. From his tattoos to leather jacket and the way he would eye you, it made you feel like a teen girl again.

He was still the bad boy and as much as you wanted to act unbothered, it still turned you on.

Silence passed between the both of you for several seconds, trying to see who would break first.

"Can you not?" You asked, crossing your arms.

"She speaks!" He over-dramatically yells!

"You are a joke," You said, trying to move past him as he only caged you in.

He leaned down to whisper in your ear, "You used to like it,"

A shiver crept down your spine as you tried to keep your composure.

"You are not gonna flirt your way into getting me to forget that you cheated on me!" You argued as Eddie swirled his tongue in his mouth, looking up with a hand still leaning on the cupboard.

"How many times do I have to apologize?" He asked, looking at you.

"Instead of apologizing, I can suggest you trying to go fuck yourself," You spat, shoving him but he still kept his body in the same place.

"I just don't do it like you," He pouted which only caused red, hot anger to fill you.

You slapped him which only caused a smile from Eddie as he moved closer to your face, a hand moving to your waist.

"There she is," He grinned against your ear as you looked at Eddie, a part of you wanting to close the gap.

Suddenly, you heard a cough from behind Eddie as you looked over to see Steve. He looked flustered, watching the sight of you and Eddie.

You finally pushed Eddie hard out of the way, moving past Steve before exiting as you rushed over to Robin, "Can we leave now?" You asked, a begging look in your eyes.

"Yeah, why?" She asked, looking at you but you only pleaded with your eyes,

"Okay, let me just tell Steve." She said, handing you her keys.

You quickly said your goodbye's to the teens as you exited outside of the door before Eddie or Steve could catch up to you. You went inside the passenger side of the car as you wanted to scream.

The hatred you felt for Steve and Eddie was consuming but a heavier force was the effect they still had on you.

Steve was kind and compassionate, showing you the golden side of love which you always showered in.

And then there's Eddie who's rough and taunting, showing you the toxic side which never failed to make you falter within seconds.

Instead of only having one to resist, both only made you more turned on.

And if you were feeling this now,

Who knows how the rest of the summer will go?

[moonstruckme]

hi! I wondered if you could do a steddie x fem!reader comfort fic?? it could be anything like r has period cramps, a migraine or maybe she has a nightmare? thank you so much!!!

Hi my love, thank you for requesting!

poly!steddie x fem!reader ♡ 608 words

If Eddie wanted to wake up to an empty bed, he would be single. 

It’s the cold that gets his attention. When Eddie stretches out a leg, seeking either you or Steve to latch onto, his foot only goes sliding across the sheets to dangle off the other end of the bed. He sits up. 

The fuck?

He stumbles out of Steve’s bedroom feeling like he’s in the intro scene of a horror movie, all cold and disoriented and in his boxers, but the blue light of the TV leads him to the living room. There, he finds you and Steve all curled up and cozy, relishing in your shared body heat without him. 

“Hey, I’m pretty—” 

Steve shushes him harshly, clamping a protective hand over your head on his chest and looking up like Eddie’s mere presence is a scandal. (Which, to some, sure, but not usually to his boyfriend.) 

“She just fell asleep,” Steve whispers. “If you wake her up, I will kill you.” 

Eddie blinks. “Okay,” he says, quieter now. “I didn’t realize things were so dire, considering she was sleeping the last time I saw her. I was going to say that I’m pretty sure if my snoring wakes you guys up, I’m the one who’s supposed to go to the couch.” 

Steve breathes out. He reaches for Eddie’s hand, kissing his knuckles while petting the top of your head softly. 

“Sorry. Sorry, it’s just, I’ve been trying to get her to go back to sleep since, like, two.” Eddie glances at the clock below the TV. It’s nearly five. When his gaze returns to Steve, the other boy smiles sadly. “She had a bad dream.” 

The sound that leaves Eddie is soft and entirely involuntary, his knees bending so he can crouch in front of you both. “A real bad one, huh?” 

You’ve been having a lot of stress dreams lately, but none gnarly enough to keep you up for hours like this. He feels bad that he wasn’t there to comfort you. 

Steve nods, pretty mouth twisting ruefully. “Yeah, she was pretty upset. Crying and all that.” 

Eddie’s heart heavies. He has the urge to reach up and touch your leg, but he thinks Steve might tackle him. 

“She thought she might need a distraction before she could get back to sleep,” he goes on, “so we came to see what was on TV.”

Eddie looks at the two of you. You, breathing deep and even on Steve’s chest, and Steve, one arm curled around you with the other undoubtedly asleep and with nowhere to rest his head. 

“And you got yourself trapped,” Eddie deduces. 

Steve sighs. “Yep.” 

“Okay.” He worms a hand underneath your curled legs. “I don’t think she’ll have problems sleeping anymore.” He starts to lift you, ignoring the flurry of hushed protests from his boyfriend. 

“Fuck—don’t—wait—” 

You make a low, throaty sound, and Steve glowers. 

“Hey, baby,” Eddie grunts, hoisting you up to his chest (gently, he swears). “Ready to go back to bed?” 

“Oh.” It comes out of you in an exhale, and feels like a hand squeezed around his heart. You let your cheek go soft against his shoulder. “Yeah. Sorry to leave you by yourself.” 

Eddie smiles. You know him so well. “I’ll give you a pass this once,” he says, glancing back at Steve. The other boy is standing like he’s forgotten how to work his legs, rubbing around his eyes and beginning the trudge to the bedroom. “You could’ve woken me, you know.” 

“You were snoring,” you hum. “You wouldn’t’ve heard us.” 

Steve huffs a laugh, and Eddie’s smile goes guilty. “Fair enough.”

[bbyhellfire]

18+ only

When is it my turn to teach Steve how to suck Eddie's cock?

"Slow down, Stevie. I know he tastes good, but it's all about the build up. You see this vein? Right here? Drag your tongue along it. Just follow my finger, baby. Good, keep doing that until he's wet. You're doing so well, Steve. Now, we're gonna take it up a notch. Doesn't he have the prettiest cock head? Suck on it, just like how you suck my clit. You hear him? You've got Eddie gasping like it's his first time. You wanna try taking him in your mouth? Yeah? Put those pretty lips over your teeth...That's it. Just go slow, take your time. Eddie's not going anywhere....And whenever you're ready start sucking. Awww, he's already close. Haven't even had him in your mouth for five minutes and he's close to cumming. You're such a good cock sucker, Steve..."

[luveline]

I can definitely see a steddie x reader where reader is just enjoying their banter bc she thinks they’re being adorable and Steve is annoyed and Eddie is just being cheeky

Reader would definitely be just smitten about it, in all honesty-

“You’re not doing it right, Steve.” 

“Am too.” 

“You are not, babe.” 

Eddie sounds so genuine, like he truly cares that Steve’s not doing it right, but you can tell he’s messing with him. It’s in his smile. He sees you noticing him and puts a finger over his lips. 

“You owe me,” you mouth. 

“What did I do wrong?” Steve asks, agitated already. 

“You have to press the plastic down,” Eddie says, stepping behind Steve where your boyfriend tries to grate a head of broccoli using the food processor. “This bit. Babe–”

“Stop with the babe, you’re patronising me.” 

“That is not true.” Eddie takes him by the hip, reaching around him to shove the hand guard down onto Steve’s broccoli. 

“You’re seriously patronising me.” 

Eddie talks close to Steve’s ear. “Now why would I do that, Steve?” 

Steve smiles but pushes him away. “Get off of me, I can do it. Go irritate Y/N.” 

“I’m just trying to help,” Eddie says. 

“You’re not, you’re trying to make me mad.” 

“Is it working?” 

Eddie dives away from his shove and ends up hanging on you instead, arms slotting over your shoulders, warm and relaxed as he turns his flirting to you. “What’s the damage?” 

“He figured you out pretty quickly. No charge this time.” 

“How generous.” He sounds as warm as he feels, leaning in to draw a line on your cheek with his nose. “Think he’ll take the bait again?” 

“Aw, don’t,” you laugh, though really you want him to. Steve is a good looking guy and it’s worse when he’s playing mad, he gets loud and his brows draw together, darkening the honeyed brown of his eyes to a more shadowy colour that you adore. “He’s just trying to make dinner for us. He’s so nice.” 

“I’ll make it up to him,” he promises, kissing your cheek. 

Eddie once again approaches Steve, this time with a softer disposition, like he might be giving him a kiss. Steve lets Eddie touch his arm, lets Eddie wraps his fingers around his wrist and press a cheek to the top of his shoulder. 

“Don’t try and say sorry now,” Steve warns. Then, after a few seconds, he wraps an arm behind Eddie's shoulder to rub his arm roughly. It’s fond and annoyed at once. 

“I’m just trying to help.” 

“I know how to use the blender.” 

They sound in love. It makes you laugh, one because it’s nice to see, you love them too, and two because Eddie’s messing him around again. 

Steve looks back at you suspiciously. 

“I know you know how to use it, I’m just trying to help,” Eddie says. 

“Are you?” 

“Sometimes you get kind of stubborn.” He encourages Steve’s face back to his with a kind hand. Steve sticks his tongue in his cheek as Eddie tucks a lock of stray hair behind his ear. “You know, on account of you being extremely stubborn,” Eddie whispers. 

Steve rolls his eyes and shrugs away from him. “I’m used to being right. You know, on account of you being an idiot.” 

“Don’t act like that.” 

Steve lets Eddie link their pinky fingers together, even as they continue to argue about the blender. Feeling a little left out, you slide off of your barstool at the island and sidle up on Steve’s other side. 

“What are you doing?” you ask. “Broccoli and cheese?” 

“Uh-huh. Don’t know why I bother,” Steve side eyes Eddie, the one out of the three of you who loves broccoli and cheese soup more than breathing. “He’s making it more difficult than it’s worth.” 

“It’s gonna be done at bed time if you keep taking so long.” 

“Don’t start on me too.,” Steve says, though he leans in for a kiss soon after. 

Eddie tries to high five you behind his shoulders. You grab his hand and wrap it around Steve’s shoulders, who then tries to sweep you both in for a hug, assuming an Eddie style apology, and regardless of all the teasing he’s endured. 

“I don’t wanna cook anymore,” Steve mumbles. 

Eddie feels sorry, then, and tries to kiss his neck. 

You pinch him. “Let’s just order takeout.” 

[str4ngergirlw0rld]

eddie and steve on your guys’ first outing as a throuple , steves hand stays resting on your lower back , still cautious about touching you so much, afraid he will come off as clingy , eddie with his hand in your back pocket, pressing you into his side , looking to your other side to see steve is stuck in thought, eddie sees steves hand hovering your lower back and he slips his fingers into steves, slipping both hands into your right back pocket, a tight squeeze but perfect for the three of you.

[scarlet-bitch]

GLITCH. (Part Two)

18+ MDNI. Literally it’s just porn. If you want some plot read GLITCH : Part One

What was supposed to be a simple blind date - a quiet dinner, that perhaps would’ve ended with a chaste goodnight kiss - has spiraled into something else entirely. Now, you’re in the back of a van, caught between Steve's soft whispers and Eddie’s tantalizing touch.

You blame Robin.

———

Your lips feel swollen and from what you can see in the dim lighting of the van, both Steve and Eddie’s are too. Evidence of the intensity the three of you shared as your lips became one.

"Ready?" Steve whispers, his voice husky with desire.

"Yes.” you reply, sounding a little more eager than you’d hoped.

Steve exchanges a knowing glance with Eddie, silently signaling towards the rear doors of the van. Eddie nods, his gaze lingering on you before he gently withdrew his hand from your thigh, moving from his spot on your left, to reposition in front of you.

"Could you move up a bit, baby? Just for a moment,” Steve requests, placing his hand on the small of your back and gently urging you forward.

You comply, shifting closer to Eddie, who steadies you with a touch at your waist.

Steve maneuvers behind you, his presence enveloping you as he settles in, his knees bending slightly on either side of you. His hands found your hips, guiding you until you leaned back against his chest, feeling the warmth of his body through your clothes, sending a ripple of anticipation through you.

Steve's warm breath tickles your ear as he leans in closer, "Relax, honey.“

You take a deep breath, letting yourself ease into Steve's embrace. His grip on your hips loosens, his hands now gently massage your sides as you relax into the moment.

Eddie trails his hand from your waist, finally resting it back on your thigh. Now that your senses aren’t overloaded, you can’t help noticing the roughness of Eddie’s fingertips as he traces soothing circles on your skin, the cold metal of his rings contrasting with the warmth of your body.

Inside the cramped confines of the van, every sensation feels magnified. The air is thick with anticipation and desire, faintly scented with leather seats and a hint of alcohol. Outside, rain softly taps, creating a cocoon of privacy that suspends reality for the three of you. Heart racing, you shift your gaze between Steve and Eddie, a swirl of excitement and uncertainty filling you about the moments to come.

Eddie's hand on your thigh moves higher, his thumb grazing under the fabric of your dress. “Is this okay, sweetheart?" Eddie asks, his eyes locked on yours.

“Mhmm.” Your eyes intently glued to his hand and how close it is to where you ache.

Steve’s presence behind you, enhancing this moment. His lips peppering soft kisses along your neck as his hands grab the skirt of your dress and slowly hike it up until your panties are visible.

You’re not usually one to hook up on a first date, especially a blind date, so tonight you didn’t plan for anyone to be seeing what you wearing underneath. To your surprise, the simple white cotton panties don’t disappoint. Eddie letting out a low groan from seeing the way they hug your cunt, the very evident wet patch making them see through, clinging to your folds. Steve can’t see everything from his position, but he still has a damn good view and the sight of the damp patch causes his dick to twitch.

“When you watched me tonight, mesmerized by my hands, is this what you thought about?” Eddie asks while trailing a finger down your covered slit.

You gasp at the sensation. Nodding your head, unable to form words as Eddie gently teases his finger up and down your slick soaked panties. If Eddie thought he was hard before, feeing how wet you actually were, made it painful. “Already soaked, and we’re only just getting started.” Eddie teases.

You shift your hands from your sides to your chest, overcome with the urge to conceal yourself in embarrassment at his words.

Steve recognizes what you’re doing instantly, grabbing your arms and guiding them back to your sides. "Hey, it's okay," he murmurs, his lips brushing against your earlobe. “We want to make you feel good.”

“We’re very glad to know we are.” Eddie whispers, leaning in to place a kiss on your lips.

You moan into it, having missed the taste of him. The combination of his soft kiss and his gentle finger toying with your clothed pussy, is making your heart race. You can feel Steve shift behind you, his hard cock pressing against your back.

Eddie pulls back, a grin spreading on his lips as he feels your arousal continue to seep through your panties. He removes his finger, and you unintentionally buck your hips up at the loss of contact.

Eddie holds his glistening index finger towards Steve, “Wanna taste?”

Steve leans in, opening his mouth, and sucking your juices off of his finger, pulling away slowly. Eddie lets out a deep sigh, not quite realizing the effect that would have on him when he offered.

"So sweet," Steve moans softly, his lips finding yours in a deep, hungry kiss, his tongue slipping past your lips to explore your mouth. The taste of him, mixed with the taste of yourself, causing more wetness to pool between your thighs.

Steve breaks the kiss, and his hands begin roaming over your body with purpose, sliding your dress up, and you instantly put your hands up so he can pull it over your head. You felt Eddie's fingers now slipping beneath your panties, “Can I take these off?”

You nod insistently.

Eddie shimmies your panties off of you slowly, and Steve’s eyes are glued to the scene, his dick straining hard in his jeans. A taste wasn’t enough. He wants his tongue inside you. “What a pretty little pussy.” He rasps into your ear.

Eddie throws your drenched panties to the side, leaving you sat between them, only in your bra. “Pretty indeed.”

Your pussy clenches around nothing at their words, and you whine at the emptiness. In anticipation you lift your hips up towards Eddie, begging to be filled by his fingers and he lets out a chuckle. “You’re a needy girl, huh?”

“Please.” It comes out breathier than you expect. Fuck. You’re a fucking mess right now, and they are loving every second of it. A groan leaving both their lips hearing you beg.

Steve's hands continue their exploration on your body, unhooking your bra and sliding it off, before hands slip to trace the curve of your breasts. He moans at the feeling of your fullness in his hands. Your eyes shut and you throw your head back on his shoulder, hissing at the feeling of his large hands caressing your breasts, the warmth of them against your pebbled nipples, sending waves of pleasure through your body.

“Ah-Ahhh.” You moan, eyes flying open as you feel Eddie’s tongue lick a thick stripe through your folds. You were too caught up in Steve’s touch to notice Eddie’s change in position. Sprawling himself as much as he could in the confined space to lean down, and lap at your wetness.

“Harrington’s right, so fucking sweet.” He murmurs against your pussy. The feeling is tantalizing.

Steve groans at the sight, wishing it was him between your legs, but he also can’t get over how pretty Eddie looks with your arousal dripping from his face.

You feel Steve press his lips against your neck, his tongue flicking out to taste your skin.

You think you could probably cum if they keep this up, but even if you could you don’t want to, not yet. Never have you ever felt this, euphoric.

Eddie and Steve, the dynamic fucking duo. Literally.

Eddie stops his teasing licks, and runs his finger over your slit. It’s different than earlier, without the barrier of your panties, your cunt is trying to suck him in.

“Fuck.” You whimper.

Eddie's touch became more insistent, his fingers finding your clit and starting slow, teasing circles that made your breath hitch in your throat.

You move your left hand on top of Steve’s as his hands are stilling playing with your breasts, alternating between kneading them, and toying with your nipples, mouth sucking at the skin under your ear, while Eddie is teasing your cunt. Your right hand goes behind you, finding Steve’s hair and running your fingers through it, as you arch your body into Eddie’s touch.

“I-I, need more.” Your breath is ragged, each touch and kiss intensifying the desire that burned within.

“Tell him exactly what you need, baby.” Steve encouraged, nipping gently at your earlobe.

“I need your fingers,” you pant. “Inside me, Eddie.”

“Fuuuuuuck.” He mutters, groaning at the sound of his name spilling from your lips with such desperation. If this was anyone else, Eddie would keep teasing them, relentlessly, but seeing your pleading eyes, and your quivering bottom lip he can’t do it to you. He just wants to make you feel good.

He trails his finger from your clit, to where you desire him most, circling your entrance slowly causing you to whimper at his touch, rolling your hips up, begging to be filled. Then before you know it, Eddie sinks two fingers into you. It feels fucking delicious.

“Goddamn it, Steve. She’s so fucking warm.” He says, gritting his teeth. This is it. Eddie thinks he’s finally going to blow his load, because your pretty little pussy is wrapped so tightly around his fingers, he can’t help but imagine the way you’d feel on his cock. Rutting his hips into the carpet of the van just for a little relief.

Tears are beginning to prick at your eyes from the sensation. The feeling of Eddie’s skillful digits in your pussy while Steve is caressing your body whispering about how good you’re taking it, makes your skin feel like it’s been ignited on fire.

The view before Steve is a fucking vision. Eddie’s mouth falling open locked in a haze as he’s pumping his fingers into your sweet cunt, while tears are beginning to spill from your eyes. “Such a good girl. You're taking him so well, baby.” Steve whispers, his voice smooth and reassuring, a stark contrast to the rush of adrenaline coursing through your veins.

Steve's right hand abandoned your breast, delving deeper, until his middle finger found your clit.

“Shit, oh fuck, fuck.” The sensation of Steve’s touch on your clit in tandem with Eddie’s finger’s thrusts overwhelm you.

The sight of both of them rubbing your aching desire was nearly enough to make you explode, the tension building inside of you at a rapid pace.

In the dim light, you could see Eddie between your thighs. Mouth parted as his eyes plea for you to give him all you’ve got, thin layer of sweat on his face, and remnants of you are still glistening on his chin - he looks heaven sent.

“Steve, I want- ahhhh fuck, I-I need to see you too.”

Steve let out a deep groan, releasing his hands from their place on your breast and your clit, sliding them along the soft flesh of your sides. He gives a firm squeeze as he lightly ground his hips into the small of back.

Eddie starts to reposition at your words, fingers still expertly stroking your pussy, he adjusts back up on his knees, left hand hooking under your arm pulling you up towards him, as you place your hands on his shoulders. This position allows his fingers to hit another angle and you can’t help but let out a cry. Eddie urges you further up, repositioning you on your own knees, wrapping his left arm around your waist pulling you into him. Your ass now exposed to Steve, as he shifts to his knees as well, hands giving a rough squeeze to the fat of your ass, as his lips place open mouth kisses on your neck.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Eddie moans before pulling you into a kiss as you begin riding his fingers, your ass now grinding against Steve’s strained cock. Eddie’s mouth trails down your jaw, making his way to your chest, tongue flicking out to tease your left nipple, before popping it into his mouth, sucking harshly.

The van rocks gently, each touch and caress deepening the connection between the three of you. In this moment, all that can be felt is the raw, primal need for release.

——

Steve’s made his way in front of you, enveloping your right nipple in his mouth. He takes a different approach than Eddie, who is still sucking your left, aggressively. Steve is slow, savoring it, you can feel the precise swirl of his tongue, and my God the contrast is perfection.

Your hands reach out, giving a tight squeeze to the bulge in their jeans. From what you can tell, they seem similar in size, Steve slightly longer, Eddie slightly thicker. They moan in unison around your nipples at the feeling.

“Jesus Christ.” Eddie groans, removing his mouth from you as you palm him. He grips your waist, with his left hand, head lulling on your shoulder as he starts to lose his balance from the feeling. His fingers still inside you, as you continue swirling your hips to aid in the friction.

Steve licks a trail from your nipple to collarbone, nipping gently at the delicate skin, soft whimpers leaving his mouth as you continue to rub him through his jeans.

Just as you think these men are putty in your hands, Eddie removes his fingers from you and you realize, they still have the upper hand.

“No, please.” You whine, the ache of the emptiness consuming you, so much so - that you can’t help but remove your hands from their bodies.

“I have a feeling you’re gonna like this.” He whispers, biting gently on your ear lobe. Eddie smirks at Steve who’s so blissed out his eyes are half open.

Eddie guides you back, so you’re lying down as you were earlier, just without Steve behind you. Your legs are bent, spread open wide, and Steve is finally getting the full view of your pretty pussy. He all about growls when he sees it. Your arousal dripping, begging to be cleaned up by him and in instant his mouth is on you. Eddie lets out a chuckle, sitting back watching the way Steve teases your clit with his tongue.

Steve’s using the same circle movements he used on your nipple, kitten licking your swollen clit before sucking it softly into his mouth.

“Oh my god, oh my fucking god, yes, Steve. Fuck.” Tears are pricking at your eyes at the feeling.

Steve releases your clit, and starts kissing down your slit, tracing his tongue around your entrance before he dips in, fucking you gently with it, his nose brushing your clit, the sensation causing you to writhe beneath him.

Your eyes are locked with Eddie’s as he’s staring intently on Steve devouring your pussy. “Do you like watching us, Eddie,” you moan.

His grin is wide, shaking his head as you all but bliss out on Steve’s tongue. Your orgasm is building back up, and you don’t know if you can fight it off any longer. But you have to. You need them both.

“Do you want to touch yourself.”

He nods again, Steve grunts on your pussy at your words, desperately wanting that same luxury.

“Steve, do you want that too?”

He removes his tongue, placing open mouthed kisses on the inside of your thigh as he lifts his head up. “Very much.” He rasps, his voicing cracking with want.

“I want that for you both too,” you rasp. “But I really want, more than anything is for you to make me cum harder than I ever have, together. You’ve both gotten me so close, but I needed to see both of your pretty faces. Can you do this for me, please.” Your voice is breathy, and seductive, the words leave your lips in an almost sing song way that makes Steve groan.

“Christ. Whatever you want, pretty girl.” Eddie whispers, leaning in to place his hand on your thigh.

You tell them how you want it. Eddie’s perfect fingers back inside you, Steve’s fingers on your clit all while they touch themselves, but only over their boxers, and you want them to cum with you and to see their faces while they unravel.

—-

As Steve and Eddie worked in harmony, their movements synchronized, you felt your orgasm approaching.From the look on their faces, they were close too. Tears are spilling from your eyes, profanities falling from their lips. Then suddenly you feel it, Eddie’s fingers hit your gspot and you can all but see stars.

“Ah fuck, that’s the spot, huh.” Eddie whispered, hooking his fingers upwards.

Steve doubles down on the movements on your clit, matching Eddie’s pace.

“Yes, right there. Please, fuck, don’t fucking stop.”

Steve looks like he’s about to cry himself, the feeling is so fucking overwhelming, the sight of you absolutely losing yourself because of him and Eddie. His hand tightens around his boxer clad cock, with the same rhythm, as his other hand on your clit. “Let go, baby girl.” Steve whispers.

Eddie’s breath is quickening, trying not to lose his pace on his own thrusts, as he focuses on bringing you to your release.

“I feel you clenching, sweetheart. Go on, do as Steve said, give it to us.”

That’s all it took. The prettiest men you’ve ever seen, coaxing you to orgasm, only for you to squirt all over their pretty fucking faces, while they released at the same time.

Steve’s mouth falling open as he came, your juices hitting his tongue, as he murmurs profanities, Eddie’s fingers relentless on your cunt, riding you through your orgasm, as he hits his, with the loudest whimper as he leans towards Steve, catching his mouth in a kiss, to taste your squirt on his tongue. The sight before you enhancing the sense of euphoria even further.

The inside of the van, is filled with the sound of your combined panting. The three of you completely spent, soaked in sweat, and your release following the aftermath of your orgasms. Eddie and Steve move to either side of you, caressing you softly, and intertwining limbs and as you come down.

You feel too amazing to be truly embarrassed but you’ve never done that. It felt like pure fucking ecstasy, the best orgasm you’ve ever had.

“Sorry, that’s never happened before,” you admit, your voice barely more than a whisper, tinged with a soft laugh as you struggle to regain your composure.

Eddie stroked your hair, giving you a kiss to your cheek. “No need for apologies, that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“You did so fucking good, baby.” Steve whispered.

You chuckle, savoring the afterglow of the night’s turn of events. You'll make a point to thank Robin when you see her at work on Monday.

[hotwritergf]

eddie or steve with alternative!reader, like face piercings, black makeup, allat stuff

and nsfw or not but they would just be so smitten and follow them around and nod dumbly to whatever reader says bcus theyre so pretty and scary looking

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Belly button piercings. Steddie x female reader. Smut. Blurb.

I’m so sorry this is basically not what you asked for but I tried!! Hope this is okay! I really got in ‘the zone’ and wrote this all in one lmao!

You first noticed them when you were working, it was a Thursday afternoon, and you were waiting for your next appointment to arrive. Your client wanted a belly button piercing, something you’d done a million times in your job as a body piercer, it was second nature to you now. Especially since you have so many metal adjustments to yourself too, several facial piercings that happen to catch people’s eyes. You get complimented on your vertical labret often, but your favourite was the piercing that only you were allowed to see at the moment, single life really was keeping you from excitement.

They stood shyly in the doorway, the dark haired boy seemingly more confident than the brunette. He stood a little taller, had some ear piercings himself and as he took off his jacket, handing it to the other guy, you noticed his tattoos. You had a few of your own, some of which you’d actually given yourself. The long haired guy fiddled with his rings, he basically had one on each finger, the skull one catching your eye the most. It was cool, you make a mental note to see if you can find one of those for yourself.

The more metal looking of the men spoke, “Hi. I’m Eddie. I’m here for my piercing?” He had a great voice, he definitely was confident like you had expected. You offer him a friendly smile and show him out back to your studio after taking his payment, giving him his consent form and running him through the aftercare. “Can my boyfriend come too?” He questioned shyly, holding the brunette man’s hand behind his back. You nod and laugh, assuming he can’t be afraid of needles if he’s got so many tattoos. “Follow me, both of you are welcome, there’s always room for an emotional support person. Even if you are a pretty metal head or a…” You stood still and looked him up and down. “Frat boy?” You laugh, hoping to get the same reaction from them, it always helped to make jokes to ease your clients nerves.

In the kindest possible way they looked stupid, like they’d seen a ghost. Eddie’s jaw had dropped, he’s practically drooling at the compliment and his boyfriend? His cheeks are bright red. He nods dumbly, like every single thought in his pretty head had been knocked out by your comment.

“I don’t need!- whatever. This is Steve.” Eddie shakes his head and chuckles at your joke. “Thank you for letting me watch, I kinda wanted to see how you do this whole piercing thing, I’m tempted to get one myself.” Steve spoke finally, his voice a lot softer than Eddie’s. His face was flushed, embarrassed by his own words.

You mark up Eddie’s belly button, making sure the lining you drew was straight and offer him a look in the mirror. As he stands upright, staring at the pen marks on his midriff you notice them for the second time that day. But it wasn’t just them, it was how they looked at you. Their eyes followed you, ever since they stood hunched over in the doorway of the waiting room. Their eyes never left you, dancing around your face and more recently, your pants.

You’d been ogled over before, sort of part and parcel of the job. Men had come into your studio just to ask you if you had any “naughty” piercings or assume you must be freaky in bed because you’re tatted and pierced. But you didn’t mind the way they were looking at you. Almost like you were an enigma, a paradox.

“Stevie here’s acting scared but don’t let him fool you, he likes a bit of pain.” Eddie giggles over his own words whilst Steve shoots him a look, giving him daggers. You noticed the way Steve blushed again, it’s adorable really. His cheeks flushed at everything. “Is that so? Well the belly button piercing is just a little pinch really, the clamp is the worst part. Just breathe through it and it’s over. I promise, I’ll be gentle. To you that is, might have to be a little more rough with this one huh? He seems insistent on embarrassing you doesn’t he, sweetheart?” You motion to Eddie, wiggling the capped needle around in your fingers. Steve threw his head back in laughter, squeezing Eddie’s hand in his own, “t-thanks.” He stutters through his words, you could definitely see this guy being a submissive. His entire nature is submissive. Your mind escapes you as you imagine what he’d look like tied to your bed. Would Eddie join you in dominating Steve or would you have them both at your mercy?

That was a hell of a way to break the ice, finding out your client’s boyfriend is a pain slut definitely was a new one. Fantasising about your clients even more so, but they are so endearing.

“Okay you ready?” You glance up at Eddie, he nods and you position your needle. “And 3, 2, 1, aaaand done.” You feed the needle through his belly button, you remove the needle and leave the plastic tube inside the freshly pierced hole. “And here’s the stingy part.” You mutter as you thread his chosen jewellery through the plastic tube of the needle and twists the ball on top, wiping and sterilising his belly button. “How was it?” Steve questioned, still looking at Eddie through his fingers across his eyes. “Completely fine babe, princess here has magic fingers.” He shoots you a smirk in an attempt to fluster you back for earlier.

“Sure do. Are you up next Steve? I have time to slot you in now, I’ve got a free hour.” Inquiring as clean up your work space once more. “N-no. Maybe next time.” He responds with the weakest smile you’ve ever seen. He’s scared, if any of the goosebumps on his skin suggest, that’s understandable. Poor thing, he’s a completely blank canvas and a piercing is a pretty big commitment to make. Eddie smiles, whispering something in-audible to Steve which of course left him with a flushed face again.

You squat down to your drawers to reach a form, and as you bend over you hear a groan. Well more of a grunt, you smirk whilst your back is turned. These boys were too cute. Wondering which of them you could make yours first, maybe take the easy frightened little lamb and watch his protector follow. What sounds would they make? You could break down the act that Eddie puts up and make him melt in your hands? Was the act he puts up all a ploy, was Steve the top? So many questions run through your mind, but you knew something for certain. This was precious. These boys were precious. Behind you, you hear some giggling. Still searching for the feedback form you have to leave it up to your imagination, but it ate at you. What were they giggling about? You hadn’t imagined the handcuffs attached to Eddie’s belt, maybe he was teasing him by showing Steve what he’d be tied with that night? Maybe they’d pointed at you pretty ass bend over so nicely on display for them and daydreamed about having you in those cuffs?

You twist your face over your shoulder to face them as you pick up the form, your elbows squeezing together ‘accidentally’. Steve shys away from looking but you can tell he wants to, it was obvious. His eyes darted around the room, from the mirror across from you, and back to your chest. Whereas Eddie? His jaw was on the floor, his vision transfixed on your chest.

“Okay, well in that case when you’re ready I need you, Eddie to fill in this form about how your experience was here today. We give them to all our clients.”

You commanded, handing him the form and a pen, watching as he filled it out pretty quickly. It was cute, through the whole time you’d spent together, Steve hadn’t let go of Eddie’s hand. Following him around like a lost dog, but he still couldn’t stop his eyes from moving over you. Eddie squeezes Steve’s hand again and he looks down at his lap. Oh. Was it the pain of the piercing or your body that made that tent in his pants appear? Steve bites his lip and reaches out to palm his hand over Eddie’s bulge. He squirms and swats at his boyfriend’s hands. Oh god could they get any cuter, flustered and bratty? The things you could do.

He shuffles his jacket across his waist, hoping you hadn’t seen it. Handing you the form back, you walk them both back into the waiting room. You sign the form to prove you had administered the piercing, handing it back to Eddie to take his copy home for safe keeping. Chewing on your pen lid, you giggle as the leave your studio. You wonder how long it will be until they read the note you left them on the paper.

“Let me know if you want that piercing Stevie, I think you’d both suit little matching belly bars. The cutest boys. If I’ve read this wrong ignore me and I apologise but if I haven’t? Call me. *phone number*.”

Well you’ve had worse days at work.

[upsidedownwithsteve]

no one asked for this specifically but i’m in another mood so

18+

The sound of skin on skin filled the room, dimly lit by just one bedside lamp, everything cast in a tangerine flow. You were fisting the bedsheets, elbows on the mattress, bent over, hips hitched high, back arched real pretty.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Eddie praised. “Gonna fuck this bad mood right out of you, huh?” His hand pressed into the dip in your back as he kept up those slow thrust that he liked to tease you with, pushing your body down lower still, barely managing to keep yourself up. “You’re doin’ so good.”

You whined, happy at his words, happier with the attention. You were almost going slack, the pleasure too much but you knew what would happen if you let yourself fall. You’d been bratty all day, pushing buttons, toeing the line and the least you could do now was keep yourself in the position Eddie had told you to get into.

“Baby,” you cried out, pleading, needing Eddie to go faster. “C’mon, please.”

“Oh listen to her,” another voice said, breathing out a soft laugh. “All sweet and polite now, isn’t she?”

Eddie just chuckled, palming at your hips before he gave them an appreciative squeeze, sliding his cock back into you inch by inch. You could feel him throbbing, wanting nothing more than to fuck himself into you hard and fast, but he wasn’t allowed to.

Not yet.

Steve moved to the bottom of the bed, kneeling on the floor so he was level with your face. He was pouting, shirt unbuttoned with his sleeved rolled up, dress pants still on ‘cause you’d been a bitch the minute he’d gotten home from work. He cupped one side your face with a big hand, warm and calloused.

“Found your manners, have you?” He teased, all smiles now that you were speechless. His gaze roamed over your body, the way the other boy held you up and pinned you down all at once. “Is Eddie making you feel good?”

You nodded furiously, lips parting in a moan when Eddie rolled his hips, grinding against the plush of your ass. “So good,” you agreed. “Really wanna come, Steve, please.”

Steve tutted, soft and pouty and still watch you closely, loving the way your lashes would flutter shut, how he could see the way you swallowed thickly to hold back your cries. Your eyes were turning glassy, a tell tale sign.

“Think you deserve it?” He asked and Eddie slowed right back down again, keeping his cock seated inside you as Steve rubbed a thumb over your cheek, your bottom lip.

You whimpered, pouting. Steve tutted again, like he wasn’t the one in charge of what was happening. “I know, I know honey, we’re just awful, huh?”

You didn’t answer, knowing that you couldn’t agree when you’d been a downright horror to both boys after a bad day at work. It hadn’t been their faults, they just happened to be there when everything kicked off. It didn’t take long for you to be pushed onto the bed.

“It’s so good though, right?” Steve was still talking in that maddeningly soft way, tone dripping with sticky sweetness, complete adoration even when he swept his thumb over your parted lips and into your mouth. He rubbed the pad of it over your tongue and waited for you to suck. He kissed at your cheek, your nose, your jaw when you did. “Show me what that mouth does and I’ll let Eddie make you come, honey.”

[eddiesghxst]

hiii i’m in a mood so here’s something smutty abt steddie x reader

18+ — MINORS DNI

————

eddie’s being mean.

he’s being mean and he knows it because he’s eyeing you from over steve’s shoulder with this taunting glint in his eyes and a sly smirk as he steadily strokes steve’s cock.

there’s a buzzing vibrator stuffed in your cunt that eddie has so strategically nuzzled against your spot. and you could cum from just that, you really could. but eddie is mean and he has the setting on a low, steady pulse that’s just enough to keep you at the edge without tipping over.

steve is so blissed out that he’s barely even paying attention to the way eddie’s teasing you. his back is pressed against eddie’s chest and his legs are sprawled out against the bed, eager hips thrusting in sync with eddie’s strokes. his chest, neck, and face are flushed and his swollen lips are parted around the most sinful, pornographic moans as he tips his head back to rest against eddie’s shoulder.

eddie’s removed all his rings and the sight of his bare fingers exploring every inch of steve’s body has you squirming and clenching your thighs together, pressing the vibrator deeper into you.

eddie whispers something to steve, something you can’t hear because your brain is practically mush and steve’s moans are loud and pretty with the harmony of his squelching cock. steve is breathless as he nods, tummy quivering when eddie’s free hand coasts up his sweat-dampened chest and grazes over his nipples. eddie leans down, eyes never leaving you as he presses a gentle kiss to steve’s shoulder.

“look at you sitting so pretty and patient,” eddie finally acknowledges you.

your thighs clench again and eddie snickers, “you wanna taste stevie’s cock, princess?” he hums, thumb rolling over steve’s sensitive tip. you eagerly nod, mouth watering in excitement as you wriggle against the toy inside you.

“yeah? want him to cum down your throat? make your tummy all warm and full?” eddie teases.

you nod again, “please eddie.”

eddie smiles and hums approvingly, “come get it, sweetheart.”

and god, it’s almost embarrassing how quickly you crawl across the bed— like a fucking dog— but fuck, you can’t find a single bone in your body that cares because eddie and steve are looking at you and touching you and praising you and eddie has this sinister smile on his face like he knows you’re almost there as he gently coos, “all the way in, baby. make him cum and then i’ll fuck that greedy cunt of yours, how’s that sound?”

and shit, that sounds like a fucking plan.